Back to Brixa.

You left Mistress Verda's quarters feeling very good about yourself. Sure, you had been taken from your family and were now owned by a pokemon. But, looking at all that was expected of you in your new life though, you had to admit you lucked out. You could be an actual worker at the arena or a servant to one of the owners. With that perspective, being asked to fuck pokemon for sport was a pretty good gig. And after all, you couldn't complain too much. For how long did humans capture pokemon and **** them to fight in actual physical battles? At least you weren't stuffed into a small ball.

Brixa was busy decorating your room when you returned. The two of you had purchased a TV and a few furnishings to liven up your quarters while you were out today. With Brixa's help, your room was finally starting to look less like a drab cell and more like a place someone would actually live.

Brixa perked up when you arrived, a smile crossing her face when she saw you. "Hey you," she said, coming over to give you a long kiss. "Sorry about being kind of off lately. Truth is, I ran into my father and it was a less than pleasant meeting. How did your visit to the mistress go?"

Feeling relieved that her mood wasn't due to something more serious you walked over to flop on the bed. "Its a lot to explain," you said, not knowing where to even start. "Why don't you tell me what the deal is with your dad? I'd think it would be nice to see family."

Brixa sat down next to you, reclinimg across your chest. "Normally it would be. But with my father, its always something. He's never approved of what I do for a living. Plus it doesn't help that he is really racist towards humans. Carry over from the war probably."

"Your dad sounds like a douche."

"He wasn't always. But ever since I took this job its like I'm not his daughter anymore. He never sees me. We only spoke because I ran into him on accident. There's really nothing else to it."

"Well I'm sorry on your dad's behalf. He should be more appreciative of what a great girl his daughter is."

"Its fine. I don't need him, I have you. " Brixa said as she rolled over onto her stomuch, her feet swaying in the air. "Now quit stalling. How did your meeting with Mistress Verda go?"

Taking a deep breath you recounted the whole experience to Brixa, making her promise not to speak a word of it. You recounted the discussion you had with the mistress, and the slow sex, followed by the complete reversal of the entire arrangment, and the rough manner in which you fucked Mistress Verda afterwards.

"Wooooow..." Brixa said, stifling a giggle. "Thats pretty slutty. I never knew Mistress Verda had that side to her. So now you have one pokemon hopelessly devoted to you, you fuck the world's hottest pokemon for a living, you've even got a couple of pokemon fuck buddies on the side, and on top of all that, now you get to fuck your boss? You must be the luckiest man alive."

"I feel like it." You said, putting your arms around Brixa. "But you know, something is missing."

"What's that?"

"You and I haven't had sex in over a day. Despite anything else that may happen in my life, or who may happen more likely, I'm still in love with you. And I've gone without you for too long."

"Awwww baby," Brixa said as she smiled and gave you a deep kiss. "Well then, why don't we fix that right now? I could give you the one thing Mistress Verda won't... if you want..." the fire type shook her ass invitingly and bit her lower lip.