Eranor was dangling from a wooden frame in a small tent. The group had only just arrived at a small makeshift camp on the outside of town, and immediately upon arrival Eranor was stripped from her dress and hung up from this a-frame in the tent. Her wrists and ankles were bound to the frame leaving her body sprawled out in an x shape, a makeshift cloth gag was in her mouth, not that she really felt like screaming. Who would come to help her if she did? Her parents just sold her out, she was legally property of this far off princess. Even if she got out she would be shipped right back to them or worse.

Eranor glanced up from her downward glare to watch Rosewood work with some kind of metal device. She would be modest about showing her whole body to this Miqo, but she couldn't mover her arms to cover up, though she tried her best to twist her body.

"Hold still sweetie," Rosewood said twisting Eranor's body back in position as she slid most of the metal contraption around her crotch. She blushed and gave a muffled expression of shock as a metal cage like contraption was stuck to her privates. "I know, but believe me it's for your protection," Rosewood said. "We're going to be hoofing it back, and the roads can be dangerous, especially in times like these." Rosewood inspected the device and appeared confident with its position. She adjusted one of her gloves that had a magical focus in it that started glowing. With a bit of metal magic the thing closed tightly around Eranor, sealing shut seamlessly. Only when it was finally on did Eranor recognize the device. A chastity belt. The fact that Rosewood said it was for her protection had some grim implications, but Eranor didn't doubt it.

"Matching top too," Rosewood said as an attempt at a joke. Eranor gave an unamused look. The description wasn't inaccurate. It was basically a chastity belt for her breasts. A bit excessive, but at least she was wearing clothes now. If this counted as clothes. "And last but not least," Rosewood held open a heavy cloth jacket, with long sleeves. Eranor looked back at the ground in hopelessness. Rosewood took the chance to get to work while Eranor wasn't putting up a fight. She quickly wrapped the girl up in the straitjacket, and with her fully secure she released the girl's ankles from the a frame in the tent, replacing the rope bonds with leather cuffs, connected by a thing medium length chain that would keep her from walking to fast. With a leash attached to the metal collar on her neck Rosewood deemed the package secure, and removed the cloth gag from her mouth.

"Well let's get you loaded up then," Rosewood said cheerily using Eranor's leash to drag her out of the tent.

"How am I supposed to keep up," Eranor whined as she struggled to move with all of her restraints.

"Oh you won't be walking," Rosewood said knowingly. "We'd never make it in time."

"We would if we just took the trains," Eranor huffed in annoyance. "All of the Miqo countries have a connected railway, we can take them to the Vas Naga border." Eranor knew this well, she was present for a lot of those meetings, not that it did her much good now.

"You had a connected railway," Rosewood corrected. "Na Miqo has already destroyed the rails leading in and closed its borders." Eranor wanted to pause for a moment to process this, but the lead kept her walking on. "Even if they weren't," Rosewood continued. "We couldn't risk it. Not with you. A princess as a salve is an unbelievably valuable prize. You would surely be captured by bandits, or agents from Na Miqo if we were to take public transportation." Eranor knew better than to pause this time, but still the weight of what was being said was getting to her.

She was brought to the common area of the camp. Two scale beasts were being loaded with supplies for the journey, and being saddled with a covered cart. Eranor was studying the cart wondering what might be in it when she was casually picked up.

"Aieee," Eranor gasped in shock and looked back at General Aldyn, who put her back down.

"She needs her diaper on Rose," Aldyn said casually.

"Diaper?!" Eranor shouted in protest. Aldyn shot her a look. Eranor sighed in defeat her bound arms reminding her of her new position.

"Diaper yes," Aldyn said quickly. "We can't be stopping for you." Eranor pouted in defeat, but she didn't see Rosewood give Aldyn a stern look, to which he returned his own confused look.

"Come Eranor," Rosewood said with a sigh leading her to one of the nearby tents. They made it inside where two female Naga were waiting around.

"Can we have the room please," Rosewood asked in a way that made it clear it was a command. The two soldiers responded in kind. Eranor looked on with disdain. "Lie down," Rosewood commanded, gesturing to a blanket on the floor of the tent. Eranor paused for a moment. "Down." Rosewood commanded more sternly. Eranor sighed and struggled to lie down on the blanket with some help from Rosewood.

"I don't see understand why only one of us has to wear diapers, and be left in a straitjacket," Eranor spat out. Rosewood sighed as she folded out a diaper.

"I'm going to let that go because I know you're going through a lot right now," Rosewood said folding the diaper to get it ready.

Beastkin diapers had actually come a long way. Mostly due to their extended time as children. It was uncommon for Miqo to be kept in diaper until they were eight or nine, it was shorter for Naga but still they were in diapers for much longer than humans or elves were, though their bodies still grew. So the advanced plastic diaper made with the help of magic that Rosewood slid under Eranor resting just under her chastity belt, was actually fairly common. Eranor couldn't help the embarrassed blush as the thing was slid under her and Rosewood got to work applying powder. As a princess she didn't have the same pressure to potty train, so she was actually a late bloomer with potty training. She still had not too old memories of similar scenarios to the one she was in now. Only then it was a maid at the palace changing her diaper, and this time she was the one closer to maid status here.

Rosewood taped the diaper snugly up, fanning out the leg gatherers, and then helped Eranor back up, a fresh blush on her cheeks. She was a sight. A girl bound tight in a strait jacket was bad enough, but now add in the diaper. This would have been incredibly embarrassing, and it was, but it was also expected. Slaves like Eranor often wore ridiculous things like this, well except for salves like Rosewood it seems.

"It's all yours ladies," she said as she exited.

"Ma'am," one soldier responded as the two made their way back into their tent. Rosewood dragged Eranor back over to Aldyn. "Ok general," Rosewood said pointedly. "She has her diaper on now." Aldyn gave Rosewood a look.

"Can you maybe not ... eeep," Eranor squealed again as Aldyn once more grabbed her off of the ground by a handle on the back of her straight jacket. She was the strapped snuggly into a seat like harness on the side of one of two scale bests. Right on its front leg, where Eranor's head would be resting on the riders knee. With a few straps tightened Eranor found herself secured tightly to the beast, her legs dangling helplessly. She felt like baggage, and that wasn't entirely inaccurate.

Eranor felt the scale beast shuffle lightly as Rosewood climbed onto the saddle. Eranor looked up at her from her side saddle seat.

"Yeah you're stuck with me kiddo," Rosewood said with a smile ruffling Eranor's head. "Unless you'd rather ride with general dense."

"What was that ma'am?" Aldyn said mounting the other scale beast that had the covered cart attached to it.

"Nothing general," Rosewood snickered back.

"Wait it's just us going back?" Eranor said concerned.

"Correct," Aldyn answered. "Everyone else is needed for the defense. And since it is just us, we need to move quickly and quietly. Rose you have a gag don't you."

"I'm sure Eranor can keep quiet on the road," Rosewood said sternly. Aldyn didn't answer.

"Carynth, you have the lead!"

"Sir!" a female soldier shouted nearby. With that Aldyn hit his reins and his scale beast go moving. Rosewood did the same, and Earnor found herself moving listlessly with the mount.

She felt a unique sadness as they started riding briskly toward the border between Pal and Na Miqo. She knew that one day she would probably leave her country forever. Married off to some prince as a political deal. When she thought about that was almost as objectifying as her current position was. She wiggled in her side seat, feeling the cushy diaper against the chastity cage around her and struggling to move her arms in the strait jacket. This was actually more objectifying she decided.

"You seem lost in thought," Rosewood said. Eranor was a little shocked that she was even addressed. "It's going to be a long ride," Rosewood said with a grin. "As your master regent you do have to do what I say, and I say entertain me with some conversation." Rosewood chuckled at the comment to herself, but Eranor didn't find it as amusing. "It will help you to get it off of your mind," she added more genuinely. Eranor looked up as much as she could.

"It just feels weird. Leaving it all. Especially like this. It'll be the last time I ever see this place," Eranor said thoughtfully.

"You don't know that for sure," Rosewood offered.

"Don't patronize me," Eranor shot back.

"And you watch your tone," Rosewood said seriously. Eranor gave a deep sigh.

"I'm sorry," she said throwing her head back.

"I'm sorry, m-m-m-ma," Rosewood prompted.

"I'm sorry master," Eranor said through gritted teeth.

"We'll get there," Rosewood said happily. "Good girl for trying," she said scratching Eranor behind the ears. Eranor would move out of the way but she was pretty well stuck in place. It didn't feel terrible anyway.

"This whole thing is stupid!" Eranor shouted out. "I don't deserve this!"

"No you don't," Rosewood agreed flatly. "You don't deserve this, and it's not fair. I know just as well as you." Eranor thought about apologizing but didn't seeing as only one of them was riding and the other was baggage.

"I don't know what makes you so special," Eranor said gruffly.

"Well it's actually more like I'm not special," Rosewood corrected with a small laugh. "I'm not a princess, I'm just a slave girl. Which means I'm not worth worrying over loosing." Eranor rolled her eyes. "I also know my manners." Rosewood said more pointedly. "When you learn some, you'll get the same leniency."

"I doubt it," Eranor retorted.

"Well only one way for you to find out." Eranor scoffed. "I think maybe I got distracted somewhere along the way there," Rosewood course corrected from her scolding. "I'm sorry. I know things are hard for you and I want you to know I genuinely empathize." There was a silence as Eranor absorbed what Rosewood said. "If you want to keep complaining I won't interrupt you this time. Might want to get it out while you can. Once we got across the border we need to be quiet." Eranor sighed then took a breathe.

"Well first of all," she started. Rosewood giggled and scratched the back of Eranor's head. Eranor stopped her ranting at the touch.

"Good girl, keep going," Rosewood encouraged, and Eranor did.

AUTHORS NOTE: Here's the next chapter everyone, sorry you had to wait a bit for it, had some things come up. Anyway we're not wasting any time getting going on our little adventure here. They got a whole different country to get to after all. If you want to see them on that journey to a new country, you can read the next chapter early by joining my patreon at patreon.com/bigred0603. As always I hope you all enjoy.