Tanj's Tales: The Green Eyed Monster
Xylex looked at the burning groundcar and smiled. The die
was truly cast now. Motioning to the team of Red
Commandoes, he slipped off into the shadows, even as the
sirens of the approaching police cars made themselves heard
over the crackling of the flames. It had taken a while to
find a similar Wolverine, and longer still to substitute his
dental records for Xylex's. And what had taken longest of
all was to siphon off as much of Lord Xylex's personal
fortune as possible, without raising alarms. But now "Lord
Xylex" was well and truly dead. All that remained was for
"Xyloff" to take the Reds, and through subtle manipulations,
lead them to Victory. If he was clever, he could have the
whole planet. And if events turned against him, well, he
still had a small fortune hidden off-planet. He was young
enough to start over, if he had to. But he wouldn't have
to. He was sure of that…….
Tanj grumbled as she sipped the almost-cold coffee in her
mug. Things were nominally back to normal; the Brethren had
returned to their base, under the cover of the normal
comings and goings provided by the asteroid mining "cover"
operation. The Elysium forces had launched a general
offensive, after the debacle of Tanj's withdrawal from
Agricorp's facility 223, and over the past three weeks, the
Rebels had gradually halted the advances of the Elysium
forces, and for the most part, thrown them back. In a few
areas they'd even made some small gains. The Rebels now
actually held "liberated" territories, areas free of the
Elysium government….. And the Reds…… now there was
something that screamed out for further analysis. After the
Elysium forces had killed Trotskie, Tanj would have
thought that band of thugs and ne'er-do-wells would have
folded…. But something was up there. One of the few
remaining leaders, a furr by the name of "Quistling" had
emerged as the new strong-man. Preaching an eclectic mix of
socialism and fascism, touting the Reds as the "Peoples
Revolutionary Forces", he'd not only kept the Reds going,
but had even swelled their ranks with those attracted to
that kind of clap-trap. Something funny was going on there,
but Tanj just hadn't had time to look into it, because
the Imperials had attempted to stick their nose into things
again. She'd been busy foiling their attempts at sneaking
agents to Elysium, and the Brethren had beaten back one
Imperial attempt to run the blockade. They'd had a busy
three weeks. But now, as occasionally happened, there were
indications of a slow-down, of all sides pulling back to
lick their wounds….. Tanj smiled; if she could sell the
Command staff on that, they might just let her claim her
much-delayed week with the Lion……..
The Security officer frowned at his monitor, and then looked
up at the white mouse sitting quietly on the other side of
the desk. "Let me get this straight, Mark. Not only is
your background file full of obvious holes, but now you tell
me its not even YOUR background? Are you trying to suggest
somebody's been tampering with our files then?" Mark sighed
and nodded; "Must have been. Look here……" And with that he
reached out to turn the monitor half way around to indicate
what he meant. "Eight years on D'Guerro…. Chief Engineer on
the Lusitania… or here, again… just how old do you think I'd
have to be to have actually held all those positions?" The
Bobcat's frown only deepened…. "you have a point there, but
I don't like the implications one bit. IF somebody could
insert faulty data in your file like that and delete all
backups of the original, who knows what they could do to ALL
our OTHER files, given time…. You do understand that if
you're telling the truth, I'll have to launch a full-scale
investigation?" Mark nodded; "I know. It could just be
somebody who for some reason hates my guts and bribed a
buddy in security, but it COULD also be a full-fledged mole
in your department." The Bobcat sighed and nodded. "Well,
I won't go and bother the Boss with it right away; I think
we can handle this internally for now. In any case, I"ll
still have to suspend your security clearance and have you
transferred to the mining side of the operation until we can
draw up a new background file from scratch and verify it.
Which I'm afraid means I'll also have to ask you to stay
clear of our investigation, even though your telepathy might
come in handy… After all, we can't well afford to just take
your word at the moment….."
When the door had shut, the Bobcat turned to his comm panel.
After a moment Vandrosky's image coalesced. "Van?
Masterson here. I've just had a little discussion with that
Mouse from Engineering. You're right, his background is
literally full of holes… except he insists he's been framed
and that's not HIS background at all. Doesn't sound too
likely to me, but he's been pretty convincing, and I can't
ignore that possibility… For the time being, though I've
canceled his security clearance and sent him over to the
miners while I do some deeper digging.". Vandrosky scowled
and nodded; "Told you there was something wrong with that
one. By all means, keep digging…. And be careful. I
wouldn't put it past him to hack into your systems just to
insert a false background file HIMSELF and then frame
somebody else for it." The Bobcat nodded; "Oh, I'll keep
after it all right. If there's anything there to turn up,
I'll find it!"
Henley looked up as Vandrosky came through the door; "well,
it looks like we've solved THAT little problem." Henley
grinned; "Oh? And which problem is that?" Vandrosky
chuckled; "Security's revoked Mark's clearance and shifted
him over to the mining side of the operation. He's OUT of
our way. Henley smiled and nodded; "Good, but…….."
Vandrosky scowled at the look on the Beaver's face; "What?"
The Marmoset just shrugged; "well, the boss is insistent
that the Brou device is good for SOMETHING; he seems to
think there may be some truth to that cockamamie story Mark
told about him using it to "displace" a phantom attacker.
He wants us to keep working on it……… " Vandrosky grimaced;
"ooooooo, that is NOT good. No one ever could get that
thing to do anything, aside of course from that dang Mouse,
and I STILL don't believe he got it to do anything either.
But there may be a way out of this…… Tell ya what; we'll
tell them its too dangerous to run on the station, that if
there were an accident, it might…. Yeah, it might "Displace"
the whole station! Yeah, it needs to be put on a ship!
That way it won't take us all with it, if it does
something…. "strange." Henley chuckled; "Brilliant. If its
on a ship, it’s the problem of the ship's Engineering staff,
and NOT the Base Staff, i.e. you and me! But its going to
take a big ship to power that thing…… The Marmoset just
shrugged; "Hey, the boss is the majority stockholder in the
flagship; that's the biggest one we've got. If HE wants to
play with his useless toy, let him do it on HIS ship!"
Henley just grinned and nodded.
The conference room was filling up slowly, and the Lion
stood in the corridor by the door, talking to a few furrs
from Operations. From the corner of his eye he caught a
flash of distinctive white fur, and mumbling hurried
apologies, turned to stride in pursuit. Mark heard his name
called and turned to see the Lion moving through the crowded
corridor like an icebreaker moving through pack ice. "Mark,
Tanj's told me about your problems with the whisper
campaign, and the background check. To be perfectly frank,
there's nothing I can do about the former, except make my
opinion known that I don't believe ANY of that….. and the
latter, well, the Brethren DO have rules, and a security
check is one of them. I can't break that rule, Mark, as
much as I might want to." The Mouse shook his head with a
little smile. "I can work with the miners for a while; THAT
isn't the problem, honest. If you need something to worry
about, think instead about how this kind of in-fighting can
hurt the Brethren in the long run, and how to put a stop to
it. I'm pretty sure I'm not the only one around here that
people have tried mobbing tactics out on, over time….. Oh,
before I forget, how long do you think you can keep putting
off Tanj? She's not forgotten about your little promise,
you know." The Lion just grinned ruefully and shrugged;
"not a whole lot longer, to tell you the truth. In a
quieter time, it might even be fun….. but things right now
are so chaotic…." Mark just clucked in mock disapproval;
"That's not an excuse and you know it. Things are ALWAYS
chaotic around here….." The Lion took a deep breath to
reply, but was interrupted by a call back to the meeting,
before he could say anything.
Mala watched the retreating back of the Lion and shook her
head; "somehow I would've expected more of him than just a
"I'm sorry". He's the Boss, isn't he?" Mark shrugged
eloquently; "Bureaucracies will be bureaucracies. Even the
upper charges can get tangled in red tape…. And lets not
forget, for all they know I COULD be a security risk. A
telepathic engineer could make a great spy, able to ferret
out all kinds of secrets and then arrange for the
information to get out undetected. Heck, I've even run
around unsupervised on a number of missions that took us to
all kinds of ports of call." The Hyena growled softly; "All
true, but they should KNOW better by now..." The Mouse
chuckled quietly; "Thanks for the vote of confidence, love,
but don't forget, none of them know me nearly as well as you
do by now. And I don't feel particularly inclined to break
down and hand them all my little secrets on a silver platter
over a tiny bit of domestic trouble, either…. Well, come
on. We will have things to pack, and we don't have all
day." Mala still grumbled under her breath; "Well, I DO
hope those miners can put up with me too, 'cuz I am NOT
letting them take my Mouse away from me!" Mark smiled and
took her arm as the two started to move off down the
"…. And my agent in Gra'pha City says that the Imperial
Cruiser "Day of Judgement" is in the shipyards there for an
overhaul. Word on the street is that the Imperial Fleet is
in a holding pattern in this sector for the moment. In
short, I don't believe we have any "Imperial Complications"
to worry abut for a bit." Tanj's boss, the old Fox who
headed the Brethren's Intelligence department, nodded;
"Tanj's field intelligence matches well with our
intercepts. We believe that we should have about three
weeks before anyone's ready to mount another major
operation, either dirtside, or in space." Haverty chuckled;
"I'm delighted to hear that. Engineering could use three
weeks to try and catch up on all the battle damage we've got
to repair. Not to mention the preventative maintenance."
Ben looked from Haverty to the Head of Engineering and then
nodded; "Well, Operations has been pulling a lot of
overtime; we could use a bit of a break. Even so, there are
a few small operations that need to be done. Nothing major,
just things to keep the pressure on, keep the Elysium forces
off-balance…." The Lion nodded; "All right, then, we'll
take advantage of the lull to rest the troops and catch up
on repairs, as much as possible. I want to maintain a good
defensive posture though, just incase we've missed
something." With that, the meeting broke up……
Tanj leaned against the doorjam of the conference room,
watching, waiting until most of the staff had left. As
usual, the Lion and Ben were about the last to leave, this
furr and that taking a moment of their time for specific
problems…… As they moved towards the door, Tanj put out
an arm, braced against the opposite doorjam, one foot
lifting to press back against the side of the door she was
leaning on, her knee helping to block egress. Grinning, she
looked, not at the Lion, but at Ben; "Since things are going
to be "so quiet" around here for a while, I think its time I
got the Boss here to live up to that promise he made….."
Ben, predictably, scowled; "I don't know, Tanj, there's
still a lot going on, still a lot he's needed for…….."
Tanj chuckled; "Oh yeah? Name three things….." The
Wolf's mouth opened and closed, and then opened again….
"well, there's the……. No, Walsham can take care of that……
Then there's…… no, …….. If….. Oh Hell, just make sure he's
were we can contact him if we need him!" Tanj grinned
and straightened, her paw releasing the opposite doorjam.
With a growl, the Wolf pushed past her, and into the
corridor….. Grinning at her "Master," Tanj crooked a
finger in a classic "come here" gesture…….
Edith grinned as Tanj dragged the Lion from the
conference room, one paw holding a fistful of his mane…..
They'd talked about this, but somehow she'd just NEVER
dreamed it could come to pass…… Tanj grinned at the
Porcupine lass, and growled, in a sultry tone; "Edith, Dear,
would you be so kind as to take my new slave down to the
kennels and get him properly prepared for me? Do take your
time, and enjoy yourself……." Edith's shy smile transformed
itself, somewhat as her gaze shifted from Tanj, to the
Lion. Nodding, she reached out to take a fistful of his
mane, imitating Tanj; "Why Tanj, I'd be simply
DELIGHTED!" Tugging at the Lion's mane, she dragged him off
down the corridor with a "Come on, YOU!"
Tanj watched them go, the much larger Lion following the
Porcupine lass meekly; it was a rather comical sight. Long
ago, Edith had confessed to Tanj that she'd always had a
crush on the Lion, but could never bring herself to say
anything to him……. Figuring this'd be a good way to start
the week, Tanj turned and headed for the Intelligence
office; she still had some paperwork to go through before
she could take off for the week…. And maybe, just maybe,
after a prickly time with Edith, her new slave would
appreciate her a little more……
Parks looked from Henley to Vandrosky and then shook his
head; "Ain't NO WAY. Nope. I am NOT taking that alien
abortion. The boss may want it worked on, but that's YOUR
job, not mine!" Henley looked at the Chief Engineer of the
Intimidator, flagship of the Brethren's fleet and shrugged;
"Hey, I can empathize with your position, but the Base
Safety Authority says its too dangerous to monkey with on
the station. If it DOES perform like that Mouse said it
would, the whole station might vanish! This is the only
ship in the fleet with enough power to run the thing. If
its going to be tinkered with, its yours. Now, maybe YOU
can talk the Boss out of fiddling with it….. But as far as
we're concerned, its outta our paws." Vandrosky just nodded
and set a data crystal on Parks' desk; "that’s all we've
managed to learn about it. Ain't much." With a mumbled
"good luck," the two exited hurriedly. Parks picked up the
data crystal and groaned. Turning, he stabbed a finger at
the comm panel built into his desk…..
Tanj scowled. The news intercept from Elysium should
have been welcome news….. perhaps it was just too good to be
true….. According to all the major news services, Lord
Xylex had been traveling home from Parliament, when his car
was ambushed by a group of brigands. The report said that
after he'd been robbed, they'd cut his throat, and set fire
to his groundcar. The body'd been identified from Lord
Xylex's dental records……. Telling her computer to print out
the reports, Tanj wondered how she was going to tell
Parks shook his head "What do you MEAN he's Unavai……… oh.
That silly thing with Tanj, eh. No, I DON'T wish I was
in his shoes…….. well, maybe just a little…… Listen, I
really do have an urgent matter to discuss with him…….
Yeah, I'll see if I can catch Tanj. Thanks." Breaking
the connection, Parks sat back in his desk chair and tried
to picture it. He'd heard tales of the Lion's captivity
down on Elysium, and that had NOT sounded like fun. The
Lion had come back looking half-starved…… but a slave to
Tanj? That could have its high points. Grinning, Parks
reached for the comm panel again, convinced Tanj was
going to return one very sore Lion to them, in about a
Tanj blinked at the image of the Ocelot on her screen;
"they did WHAT? Oh, that’s ridiculous! No, Parks, I think
they're embarrassed that only Mark can get the thing to do
anything at all, and they're trying to push their failure
off on you. ……….. No, I can't think of a reason why they'd
want you to look bad, unless its just "misery wants
company"…….. Oh, yes, I'll ask the boss, but in the
meantime, I'd talk to Mark about how to hook the thing up,
and then I'd just sit back and wait for clarification from
the boss. ……….. Yup, I'll tell him you said that…… Take
care." Sitting back, as the image faded from her monitor,
Tanj shook her head. Politics within the Brethren could
get Byzantine….. Picking up the printouts and making a
mental note to talk to her "new slave" about the Brou device
and the Intimidator, Tanj headed down to Medical.
Edith sat astride the Lion's chest and ran the brush through
his mane. She'd led him down to the Kennels, where the
staff watched with amusement as she stripped him and then
shoved him into the showers. She'd then stood there and
watched as he washed himself, instructing him to scrub
harder here, or there…… He'd turned it into something
sensual, watching her watch him, working the liquid soap
into a lather , spreading it over his body……. And Edith
hadn't been able to resist the temptation; the Lion had
complied almost willingly with her instructions, his big
paws stroking over his balls, working over his sheath, until
he'd teased himself erect. Breathlessly she'd ordered him
to stroke himself, to masturbate until his cock had
geyesered, splattering his cum on the floor of the shower
room. Edith had been embarrassed when the sound of applause
came from behind her and she'd turned to behold most of the
staff and half of the "residents" watching over her
shoulder. Hurriedly she'd gotten him rinsed off and pulled
him out to the dryer. As the wet Lion stood in the
artificial cyclone of warm air, one of the guards had come
over to tell her that she had a natural talent, that she'd
orchestrated a great impromptu scene, only causing the
Porcupine lass to blush again…….
When the Lion was dry, Edith had accepted a disposable
collar from one of the guards, and fastening it around the
Lion's neck, she'd clipped on a leash and dragged him into
one of the adjoining rooms. There, at least somewhat safe
from prying eyes, she'd set to work trying to untangle his
The Lion purrrred. The situation was both delightful and
unnerving; Edith sat astride his chest, worrying at his mane
with a hairbrush, and that felt quite nice….. but as she
moved, her quills rattled and swayed, just inches over his
sheath…… He felt tempted to reach up and caress her… but
where? They just hadn't covered Porcupine love (that he
could remember) at the Academy…….
Wanda looked at the printout and sighed; "well, maybe its
all for the best. After all, if I'd gotten my paws on him,
well, I probably would have accumulated a few thousand
year's bad Karma….." Looking up from the printout, Wanda
sighed; "But do you think he's really dead?" Tanj
grinned; "I know a sure fire way to find out….." Wanda
raised one eyebrow and crossed her arms, just waiting.
Tanj grinned; "you were his only child, right? His
closest living relative? All you have to do is let his
lawyers know you want your inheritance. If you actually get
it, then you know its for real. If they block you, or
there's nothing there, then obviously it’s a fake……"
Wanda's face broke into a wide grin and she grabbed the
Cheetah fem to hug her tight; "Tanj, that’s Beautiful! I
LOVE it! Now, how do we Do it?…." Tanj grunted in the
crushing embrace of the much larger Wolverine; "Well, first
you let me go, and I try to start breathing again….."
The bar was dingy, rough rock walls showing in several
places. And the asteroid station it was in was small, and
obscure. The perfect place for such a meeting……. But the
meeting with the pirate band known as the "Roughnecks"
wasn't going well…… "Xyloff" watched as Quistling tried
once again to explain the dialectic to their leader, a
Fennec fox by the name of Sanchez. The Lemming was trying,
but he just wasn't pulling it off. This group wasn't
interested in high-sounding ideals, or in political theory.
Still, Quistling had insisted on trying. Nodding to
Guevera, Quistling's Chief of the First Directorate,
"Xyloff" eased open his cloak, and slowly slid a paw inside.
The gunfire was sudden and surprising; the first fusillade
took down Sanchez and his Lieutenant, along with half a
dozen pirates. Before the survivors could even draw their
weapons, Guevera's commandos were advancing, exchanging
lethal weapons for shock sticks. The melee was as vicious
as it was short, and at the end, the Reds were
Onegin blinked and shook his head; that proved to be a
serious mistake. It felt as if someone were beating on it
with a hammer. Forcing his eyes open he groaned as he found
himself staring at the Wolverine…. Trying to move, he found
himself bound to a chair… and a quick look around, another
mistake, he realized, as his head pounded, showed Sanchez
and most of the Roughnecks dead…… Looking back at the
Wolverine he growled; "So why haven't you killed me too?
You realize of course, the crews will never let you on the
ships!" Xyloff just smiled; "no, I’m sure they won't. But
you will. You've heard our Chairman tell you about the
philosophy behind the Reds, and it was apparent that your
type cares little for the plight of the workers… but let me
tell you about some of the …. "other" benefits of joining
our cause……. The first one is that you would be the chief
of the Red's Space Navy….. and you and your…. "patriots"
would all share in the….. "resources" you help us liberate
for the workers……."
Quistling shook his head as they walked down the ship's
corridor. "Comrade Xyloff," he whispered: "I understand why
you did what you did, back in that bar…… and I admit the
addition of those pirate vessels to our cause will help
tremendously….. but don't you think, when the Revolution's
won, that those Pirates will be a liability?" "Xyloff"
chuckled and nodded, patting the Lemming on the shoulder;
"Comrade Chairman, by then, we will have filled the ranks of
the People's Space Navy with our own furrs, and the
elimination of a select few, those who don't exactly follow
our teachings, will be comparatively simple. Now come, Dear
Friend, lets check out the bridge of our new Flagship!"
Tanj smiled and called out "Enter" as the sound of the
door chime faded. As the door slid aside, Edith padded in,
pulling the Lion behind her on a leash. Tanj could tell
from the broad grin she wore that she'd definitely enjoyed
her time with the Lion; the Lion for his part, however had a
bit of a sour look on his face. "Here he is, Dear" Edith
purrrred, handing the leash to Tanj; "Scarcely the worse
for wear. I do believe I taught him a few things, as
well……. Oh, and I LIKE that negligee….." Tanj was
tempted to ask what those things she'd taught him might be,
but decided to hold that for later. "Thanks, Edith, I do
appreciate it." The Porcupine lass waved cheerily and
almost skipped out the door. When the door had closed,
Tanj turned to look at the Lion, one eyebrow raised. His
face shifted to an "oh… yeah" expression and slowly he knelt
at her feet, in the proper position for a slave. Tanj
shook her head and smiled crookedly; "I'm not going to have
any trouble with you, now, am I?" the Lion just shook his
head no, eyes downcast, but with a grin on his face.
Tanj mock-frowned and just nodded; "Uh Huh. Riiiight.
Well, let me tell you, Slave, if I DO, well, I know how to
obtain "obedience." The Lion nodded and rumbled "Yeth,
Mithtreth." Tanj frowned; "What's with the lisp?" The
Lion just shrugged; "Goth a qill in mi Tongueth from
Mithtreth Edithh….." Tanj just sighed and rolled her
eyes; "Open up, and let me see……." As the Lion complied,
Tanj thought that she'd never dreamed she'd let her new
slave get away with sticking his tongue out at her…..
Wanda peered at the Lion's tongue through thick stereoscopic
magnifiers as she worked with the tweezers and the probe.
Kath stood nearby, holding a tray of implements,
unsuccessfully masking a smirk. And Tanj growled by the
Comm console. "No, I'm sorry, he CAN'T come to the phone…..
No, he isn't "tied up" at the moment, he's having oral
surgery performed…. What? No, no, it seems he got several
porcupine quills stuck in his tongue….. WHAT? I DID NOT!……"
With a snarl that made Kath jump, Tanj brought her fist
down on the disconnect button……. "I don't believe this.
I've got him all to myself for a week, and first he gets
himself in a position where his tongue's….. unusable, and
NOW the Comm won't stop ringing!…." Wanda straightened,
looking at something in her tweezers through the magnifiers;
"Calm down, Tanj, I think I got it all. Couple of days
and he'll be able to use his tongue again……" Tanj just
crossed her arms over her chest and grumbled. Kath chuckled
and lifted the tray a foot, to peer beneath it; "Yeah, like
he doesn't have other useable…. Attributes…… Tanj was
just about to respond when her Comm console chimed again….
Tanj smiled; this was more like it. She'd tied the Lion
to his own bed, spreadeagled, and had gagged him with a roll
of gauze bandage (wrapped around and around his tongue as
punishment for letting himself get hurt), and had spent the
last few hours teasing him. The negligee was in a filmy
heap on the floor, and both his and her fur was disheveled.
Grinning, she slithered up his body again, letting his hard
cock rub between her tits, along her belly, to trap it
between her thighs……. She was flexing her legs, squeezing
his shaft rhythmically when the Comm went off again.
Growling, she reached across the bed to slap at it.
"Tanj? This is Ben; I hate to do this to you, but I've
GOT to talk to the Boss!" Tanj groaned; "Dammit, Ben,
he's had seventeen calls here since Edith dropped him off!
This is ridiculous! You know as well as I do that most
evenings he scarcely gets two calls! Some evenings he
doesn't get ANY! Now what in the HELL is going on here?"
Ben's image shrugged; "Look, I know he's indisposed, that
he's paying off a debt; Hell, the whole organization knows
what's going on! I don't know what's happening, or why…..
Must just be coincidence. But I DO need to talk to him……."
Tanj sighed and shook her head; "give me a minute……."
Shifting back on the bed, she started pulling sopping wet
gauze out of the Lion's mouth…… After a minute she sighed;
"Go ahead Ben, he can talk now……." "Boss, we've got a
problem with the bank on Parmla…. It seems that their
investment broker shifted a bunch of our investments without
consulting Financial, and now……..
Tanj sat on the end of the bed, alternatingly fluffing
and smoothing down the tuft of hair at the end of the Lion's
tail. The problem they were discussing was a real one, but
it still wasn't worth interrupting them…. At least not in
her opinion……. As their conversation wound down, Tanj
called out; "Ben?……" The Wolf's voice answered cautiously;
"Yes, Tanj?" "Ben, this isn't working. I don't know if
folks are calling to tease, or what, but its not working.
But I've got a solution……." Tanj could hear the
hesitation in Ben's voice…. "…. And that would be?" Tanj
growled; "the intelligence exchange with the Black Fleet is
due. I think I'm going to do this one in person. And I'm
taking him with me!" It took several seconds for the
explosion to build, but when it did, it was everything
Tanj expected; "DAMMIT, Tanj, you CAN NOT DO THAT! We
had a rough enough time while he was gone, down on Elysium!
You KNOW how needed he is around here!" Tanj waved a paw
in the general direction of the video pickup, waiting for
the Wolf to run down. "Forget it, Ben. A deal's a deal.
He's going. I'll let him have some time with the comm
console each day; he can keep in touch by E-mail. You know
we've got a secure system with the Black Fleet. And you
yourself agreed things would be quiet this week!" Ben's
face scowled; "you'd better give him ENOUGH time with the E-
mail, AND you'd better make the whole trip cloaked! If we
loose him again……." Tanj just shook her head and slapped
the disconnect button. For a moment she looked at the lion,
bound to the bed, and then she sighed. It would take a long
time to recapture the mood….. if the Comm console would even
let her. No, if it were to be done, it should be done now.
There'd be time on the trip….. Reaching over she punched up
Hinoki's number. As the Cheetah's sleepy face filled her
monitor, Tanj just grinned; "ROAD TRIP!"
Dahlia couldn't sleep. It seemed like since they'd been
rescued, time had weighed heavy on her hands. All there WAS
to do around here was eat, sleep and exercise, as her group
had waited for their new identities to be established, as
they waited for their transport to wherever they were to be
set free. And now, in the middle of the night, she'd found
she couldn't sleep any more, so she'd gone for a walk. And
there, up ahead at the intersection of the corridors, she'd
seen the most amazing sight; that Tanj fem leading the
Lion on a leash. At least she THOUGHT it was the same
Lion….. Speeding up, she tried to catch them; she STILL
wanted to talk to him, maybe spend some time with him……
Zassa looked sleepy, her jeans and crop-top rumpled as if
she'd slept in them. But she was there at the open airlock.
Hinoki, looking a bit too chipper for that hour of the
morning was behind her, and the smell of perking coffee was
coming through the open inner and outer airlock doors.
Tanj led the still nude Lion by his leash, as he carried
her luggage. She was just about to close the airlock when
she heard the call; "Hang on, wait for us!" Looking out the
lock she saw Wanda and Kath dashing across the docking bay.
And each carried a bag. "You don't think you could go on a
road trip without us, do you?" Wanda panted as they squeezed
past Tanj. "after all, you've told us how GOOD a
mistress Jenka is time and time again. If she's that good,
I want to pick up some pointers for Kath's training. Behind
the Wolverine, Kath just rolled her eyes. Tanj chuckled;
"well, if you want to come, that’s fine with me………. I
Tanj handed the Lion's leash to Hinoki and grinned; "Take
him down to the play area in the cargo bay. Lets see….. Why
don't you set him up for "the Swing." Be creative. And you
can… "play" with him until I get us undocked and on course
and then come down. Then we'll see what we can do with
him……." The Cheetah male just grinned and tugged on the
leash; "come on, you. I've got several things I've been
wanting to try……"
Dahlia watched as the airlock door closed. "Neat place to
play, I bet; no one would bother them in there……" Grinning
to herself she snuck across the open docking bay, moving as
quietly as she could to the airlock….. "I bet when they're
done with him, I can sneak in and have a few words…. And it
might be fun to watch, too. Now… how do I open this
thing….." she thought to herself.
Tanj was still in the galley, getting a cup of coffee
when on the flight deck, the airlock indicator light on the
Operations console winked on, and then off, unseen……
Dahlia looked first one way, and then the other; the ship's
corridor looked featureless in both directions…. "OK, Girl,
THINK…… Airlock was on the left side of the ship….. Bridge
would have to be forward…. But where would the staterooms
be? Aft? Or near the Bridge?" Flipping a mental coin, the
Clydesdale mare turned to the right and headed off down the
corridor as quietly as she could be……
Tanj settled into the pilot's seat, setting her coffee in
the holder within easy reach. "I wonder why it is, that
Hinoki, using the same ingredients and the same coffee
maker, always seems to be able to make a better cup than I
can…" she wondered to herself as she brought up main power.
Dahlia noted the flicker of the lights and wondered what
that was about. She hadn't seen that on the station; power
flow there had been rock-steady….. Shrugging to herself
she continued exploring…..
Tanj glanced over her console, switching displays from
engineering to navigation to operations to communications,
doublechecking. Finally, opening a channel to traffic
control, she requested departure clearance. The Otter
peering back at her from the monitor leered; "OK, Lost
Cause, you're cleared. Y'all have a safe and, ah, "Happy"
trip, and we'll see you in a week!" Tanj just chuckled
and nodded; "Oh, I'm SURE we will…. Most of us, anyways."
Breaking the connection, she throttled up on the repulsors a
bit, and hit the switch to retract the landing gear. Easing
the freighter out of its revetment, she turned it smoothly
and headed for the launch port…… The expected rumble as the
ship passed through the magnetic field and into the vacuum
of space brought a smile to Tanj's face. She did so love
Dahlia blinked as the ship quivered and then jumped beneath
her, wondering what THAT was….. She'd found the staterooms,
but all but one of them were empty….. A pretty red Vixen
was sound asleep in one of them. Someone had been in the
galley and she'd avoided that, even though the coffee
smelled good….. Now completely turned around, she moved
down yet another corridor, wondering where everyone was.……
Wanda grinned at Kath as she stowed her gear in the ship's
small sick bay; "From what I've heard, you're going to like
Jenka. At least if Tanj's stories are any indicator."
The Mink crossed her arms over her chest and hmphed; "Oh,
great. More time spent all trussed up. Goodie….." Wanda
straightened and sighed. Shaking her head she fished in her
bag for a moment, her paw coming out with a set of cuffs and
a ball gag; "Dear, sometimes I think you mouth off like that
just so I WILL punish you… now come here like a good
Hinoki lead the Lion not towards the cargo bay, but towards
his own small cabin. There, he stopped only long enough to
recover a soft canvas bag, that bulged ominously with
unusual shapes. Grinning at the Lion, the male Cheetah
explained with a single word; "toys." Then he was tugging
at the leash, leading him back into the corridor, towards
the cargo bay.
Kath grumbled behind the ball gag as Wanda slipped the end
of her leash over a hook on the wall. Padded leather cuffs
now encircled her wrists, and they were clipped together
behind her back. If she struggled hard, she might find a
way to undo the roller buckles… in about a month. Still, at
least they weren't locked on…….
The Lion stood straight, as if at attention, paws clasped
behind his back. Before turning, to unpack his bag, Hinoki
had looped the end of the Lion's leash over a conduit
running along the wall of the cargo bay. Then he had hooked
its end over a lower-placed hook, making the Lion stand,
well, if not quite on tiptoes, then at least VERY straight
in order to keep the pressure off his neck. And the collar
had these little pointy nubbins around the inside; it wasn’t
exactly comfortable when it got tight…… As the Lion watched
the Cheetah from the corner of his eye, he reflected on the
order to merely hold his paws crossed behind his back; they
weren't fastened, but he had the suspicion that not obeying
perfectly would be unadvisable…..
Dahlia smiled as she heard a voice up ahead. Doing her best
to move quietly, something she wasn't exactly practiced at,
she edged towards the noise…..
Kath watched as Wanda put away their things in their
stateroom. Well, mostly Wanda's things. Kath wasn't
allowed to wear much these days, and as such, she traveled,
well, "light"….. After a few moments, the Wolverine lass
reclaimed the end of Kath's leash from the hook on the wall,
and giving her a gentle tug, led her back out into the
corridor; "Lets go on down to the Cargo Bay and see what
Hinoki's come up with, shall we? Kath mumbled something
into her gag, and whatever it was, Wanda ignored it
completely, leading the way down the corridor.
Hinoki smiled; he'd threaded four eye-bolts into the deck in
a rectangular pattern, and arranged the mats so the eyebolts
protruded through the gaps where the mats butted together.
In the center of the mat was a cargo brace; a variable
length pole with a screw adjustment in the middle, and
eight-inch square brace pads on either end. It was meant to
be used inside a shipping container to separate loads, to
keep stacks of boxes from falling over, but he had a
different use in mind…… Grinning up at the Lion, he
selected a set of padded ankle and wrist cuffs from the pile
of gear, and rose, to padd towards his captive……
Tanj cloaked the ship as they cleared the Mining
Operation's outer marker. Changing course, throttling up,
she settled the freighter on the first leg of the trip to
the Black Fleet's base. She'd have to wait a bit, to make
sure they were well clear of the system before she could go
down and see what Hinoki was doing….. Should she wait and
be surprised, or should she switch one of the displays to
the cargo bay monitor and watch. Grinning, feeling like a
voyeur, she started to reconfigure one of the displays…….
Hinoki grinned down at the Lion; he'd had him lie on his
back, and had shackled each wrist, each ankle to the
eyebolts in the floor. The Lion had obeyed stoically, an
almost resigned look on his face. When he was fastened to
Hinoki's satisfaction, the Cheetah rose and stood, looking
down; "you know what Tanj was asking for, weren't you?"
The Lion nodded; "the swing. I remember that one, although
I fear I'm not in as good a shape as I should be to do that
correctly; you've got to have a strong back, and very good
upper body strength for that….." Hinoki grinned evilly;
"That's what the cargo brace is for. Now be a good boy and
arch for me." The Lion looked at Hinoki for a moment, an
inscrutable look on his face, and then, with a grunt, he
tilted his head back and with hands and feet braced next to
the eyebolts he arched his mid-section off the floor.
Hinoki watched for a moment and then tisked; "All the way
up; get your head clear of the floor." Another grunt, and
the Lion heaved himself up further, until his body formed a
bow, only the padds of his feet and the palms of his hands
touching. Hinoki nodded, and slipping a small square of
foam pad over the end of the cargo brace, he placed one end
in the small of the Lion's back, and then started to turn
the adjustment screw……
"Xyloff" looked at the flyer and grinned. For the peasants
in Chubarra Province, hounded by government troops for
"supporting" his guerillas, this should push ALL Their
buttons. But then the Advertising firm he'd "hired" to do
the Red's propaganda was very good. It was amazing what
some folks would do for money…. And for the others, well,
holding one or two of their children hostage usually worked
to "inspire" them. Nodding to his aide, he handed the flyer
back. The propaganda campaign was working like clockwork,
even if he did have to engineer most of the Government
Hinoki smiled at the scene; the pole in the small of his
back held the Lion aloft; surely his muscles would tire, but
he couldn't fall back to the mat. And he was so deliciously
exposed, so completely vulnerable…. Reaching into the toy
bag he selected just a few more things……… the weighted
collar, the one that matched, in style at least, the one
around his neck, was fastened around the Lion's pendulous
balls. The rubber coated ring gag filled his mouth, foam
pads filled his ears, and the blindfold went over his eyes.
As he finished strapping the blindfold in place, the Cheetah
snuck a look at his chronograph; "you know, I think we'll
have some time before Tanj arrives…. Since I've gotten
you all nice and comfy, I think I'll just……" Letting his
speech trail off, the Cheetah rose, and slipped off his
shorts. Setting them carefully aside, he resumed his former
kneeling position by the Lion's head; taking the Lion’s ears
in each paw, Hinoki purrred as he softly rubbed the Lion's
muzzle against his sheath.
Dahlia peered from between two large freight containers…. In
her limited field of view was a large mat, and a nude Male
Cheetah doing…. Just what WAS he doing to the curiously
bound Lion? Fascinated, she settled down to watch……
Hinoki purrrred. The Lion was an alumnus of the Academy,
and had been trained well; he knew just what Hinoki wanted,
his tongue flicking out to tease the Cheetah's balls before
stroking upwards along his sheath. For his part, the
Cheetah was already half-aroused, excited by his activities
in tying the Lion in his strained position. His cock
expanded smoothly from his sheath as he got hard, its tip
first tentatively probing its way through the ring in the
Lion's mouth, and then growing firmly, until it was wholly
encased in the Lion's mouth, its head pressed firmly against
the back of his throat. Hinoki paused, moving his paws over
the Lion's strained body, examining his musculature, running
his fingers through his mane…. But as he felt the Lion's
tongue start to work along his shaft, to stroke him, he
couldn't help but start to move…..
The Lion grunted softly as Hinoki started working his hard
shaft in and out through the ring holding his jaws agape.
The pressure made him strain at his bonds with each motion,
and despite the pad, the end of the cargo brace pressed
painfully into the small of his back. Still, he had a
reputation to live up to, and remembering his training, he
worked his tongue over and over the Cheetah's shaft,
memories of his lessons, and the skills and techniques
returning rapidly. His tongue wasn't fully healed from the
porcupine quills, and he could swear that every texture,
every contour of the Cheetah's cock was doubly reported to
Kath's eyes went wide as she beheld the scene, as Wanda led
her into the Cargo Bay. The Wolverine lass, for her part,
just chuckled; "you know, I've always wondered about that…..
lets just sit down and watch, shall we?" Before Kath could
mumble anything into her gag, Wanda was pulling her down
into her lap……..
Hinoki came explosively, his cum rushing up his cock with a
speed that almost surprised him; pulling his hips back, he
made sure that his seed wound up in the Lion's mouth, just
behind the ring gag, where he was sure to taste it. When
he'd finished, he sat back with a sigh, to smile at the
Lion's upside-down face; "That was very good, slave. Very
good indeed. Now, Mistress has commanded I get you ready,
and Ready I shall get you." Crawling around, he settled
himself between the Lion's outstretched legs, and leaning
forward just a bit he gave the Lion's bound balls a long,
Kath squirmed as Wanda stroked her; it felt SO good to have
her mistress' paw between her thighs, her fingers working so
expertly over the wetness between her legs. Panting
lightly, she wished, for just a moment, that Wanda had put
her in the arm binder; it left her feeling so deliciously
helpless, a sensation that melded so well with the gentle
Hinoki had him just the way he liked him; the Lion's cock
was rock hard, standing proudly, swaying slightly with each
heartbeat. The Cheetah was teasing, licking just enough to
keep him hard, painfully aroused. Now, all they had to do
was to wait for Tanj. He hoped she'd be a while……
Tanj smiled in satisfaction as she finally found, and
canceled out that annoying little harmonic. She did still
love playing with the engines, when she got the chance.
Settling back in her seat and changing displays from
Engineering to Nav, she checked their position. They were
well beyond the Elysium system's OORT cloud, and on the very
fringes of Interstellar space. There didn't seem to be ANY
traffic in their area, but she figured, she'd wait a bit
more, before trusting the ship to the autopilot. Swapping
displays again, she peeked on the cargo bay…… As she
watched, once again Marveling at Hinoki, her eye was drawn
by a flicker of movement behind them……
Dahlia kneeled behind the crates, panting lightly as she
watched. One hand was under her dress, between her thighs,
the other lightly caressed a breast through the thin fabric.
Grinning, eyes fastened on the Cheetah and the Lion, she was
oblivious to the camera in the corner shifting a little, its
Tanj Blinked; "now who the Hell is tha…… wait a minute.
I remember her…. She was that Mare we picked up from that
AgriCorp facility…… the one who asked about the Lion….."
Watching for a moment, Tanj shook her head; "now what in
the heck is she doing HERE?…." Taking another quick look
around the flight deck, Tanj rose, to go investigate…….
In the shadows of the cargo bay, Tanj watched, trying to
sort out her emotions. What was that Mare doing here. What
did the Lion mean to her? More importantly, what did she
mean to the Lion? Was this a serious rival, or just someone
who'd blundered into the wrong place? What would be the
best way to handle the situation? If she came on too
strong, if the Lion did care for the Mare, she might merely
drive them closer together. And yet, it was obvious that
the Mare was a stowaway on her ship…… Watching, both the
Mare softly stroke herself, and Hinoki tease the Lion,
Tanj tried to sort out her emotions……
Wanda purrred in Kath's ear; "you like what you see, don't
you? You like the way one male teases another. I see how
you can't keep your eyes off of their cocks. I can tell you
like the Lion's better…. You'd like to take that for your
own, wouldn't you? To ride him, to pleasure him, to be
pleasured by him?" Swallowing, not trusting her voice, Kath
nodded. Wanda smiled, her fingers never stopping, never
ceasing their gentle stroking of the Mink's wet sex; "Well,
you can't have him. Not yet, not now, anyways. He's
Tanj's for the week, and maybe, just maybe, if you're
very good, she'll let you taste some of his marvelous
cock….. Maybe you'll get a taste of the Cheetah's too.
Maybe, if you're extra-special good, we'll find a way for
you to get both at once. Now wouldn't THAT be nice?" Kath
imagined herself between the two hard male bodies, their
shafts plumbing her depths and moaned softly, her head
nodding. Behind her, Wanda just chuckled. She knew that
Kath secretly loved her life, no matter how she grumbled.
After all, as a "former" Imperial agent, surely she could
have escaped by now, if she’d wanted to…."
Tanj had moved silently, until she was standing just
behind the Mare. It took a while, but eventually Dahlia
brought a hand around, to brush a stray lock of hair out of
her eyes; it was just what Tanj had been waiting for; as
she grabbed the Mare's wrist, twisting, pulling it up behind
her back, Tanj purrred "well, what Do we have here? A
Dahlia eeped as someone grabbed her from behind;
instinctively she rose to her feet, but the pressure against
her wrist behind her back kept her from doing more than
that. Twisting, turning her head left and right, she
struggled to see who'd grabbed her.
Hinoki heard the shuffle of feet, heard Tanj say
something, and lifted his head to see what was going on.
The Lion heard something, but blindfolded, and upside-down,
he didn't have a clue as to what was transpiring…….
Wanda smiled as Tanj emerged from behind some crates, a
much larger Clydesdale Mare in her grip. The Mare looked
wild-eyed and frightened… and as she watched, she wondered
if this was something Tanj had staged, or was something
unexpected really happening?
Kath let her eyes rove over the shapely Mare in the tight
dress, and smiled to herself. Completely unbidden, the
thought "the more the merrier" floated through her mind……
Tanj forced the Mare down to her knees at the edge of the
mat. Hinoki, having shifted from his position between the
Lion's thighs, handed her a pair of handcuffs with silent
aplomb. Moments later, Dahlia found herself cuffed, her
hands behind her back. Tanj padded around, to look down
at the Mare… well, not THAT far down; even on her knees, the
Mare was BIG. As big as her Lion…… "I suppose I should ask
you what you're doing here, not that it matters all that
much….." Dahlia blinked back; "I'm just here to….. I saw
you two cross the docking bay, and I thought I might find a
way to…. get a word with him….. I'm supposed to leave the
station in a couple of days, and…. Look, I didn't mean to
spoil your fun; just let me go, and I'll get back to the
station and not bother you anymore……" Tanj sighed and
shook her head; "The station's about three light-years away
right now. You're here for the duration." Turning, looking
over at Wanda, and Hinoki, Tanj flicked her eyes towards
Dahlia, and having confirmed the Mare couldn't see her eyes,
she winked ostentaciously; "Now, what do you think we should
do with Stowaways?" Behind her, Dahlia gulped.
Dahlia was surprised how fast it all happened; it was almost
as if they'd rehearsed it. The lady Wolverine had risen, to
grab her hands; the Cheetah fem had unlocked the cuffs, and
after the Wolverine had firmly moved her hands around in
front of her, the male Cheetah had replaced them with some
much larger, padded ones. Then the Cheetah fem had hooked
the cuffs together, and the link to a chain dangling from
the ceiling. As the Wolverine had pulled her up, the two
Cheetahs (were they a matched pair or something? Brother
and Sister?) had each taken an ankle, applying padded cuffs
held apart by some sort of pole…. and then, suddenly, she'd
found herself teetering on the tips of her hooves, her legs
WIDE apart. Somewhere in the whole affair, her dress had
vanished, leaving her as nude as the Mink who'd just knelt
there and watched….. the whole thing had been done with the
precision and measured haste of a race team servicing their
Wanda stepped forward and cupped the Mare's generous
breasts; "mmmmmmm, NICE. Kath, get over here; I want you to
kneel between her feet and lick at her until she tells us
just WHY she stowed away; I'm not sure I believe her story.
Keep licking until I tell you otherwise…… Releasing
Dahlia's breasts, Wanda turned and sashayed back to where
she'd been sitting, to resume her seat on the floor, a wide
smile on her face.
Dahlia’s eyes went WIDE open in surprise; "you want HER to
….. I mean another female? Hey, I’m not… I’ve never…..
NOOOOOO!" But her protestations only seemed to spur on the
Mink, who positively oozed across the mat, a predatory look
on her face…….
Hinoki looked at the Mare, and Kath, and then turned to
Tanj; giving a low bow he purrred; "Mistress, your slave
awaits." Backing to one side, like a master showman, Hinoki
let Tanj see past him, to the arched Lion. Tanj let
her gaze rove over him, her eyes caressing each bulge of
muscle, every portion of his anatomy that she knew so well….
"Ah, but I see you've cheated; he's supposed to hold that
pose by himself! I think, Hinoki, that you'll have to be
"punished" for that…..
Dahlia blinked as the male Cheetah actually smiled at that.
The Mink's tongue was finishing what her own fingers had
started, as she watched from behind the crate; a climax was
approaching, and rapidly, too…. She’d never been so
embarrassed in her life, but that didn’t seem to matter to
her body, who was delighting in the sensations coming from
the Mink’s talented tongue……
Tanj bent, and slowly turned the adjustment screw on the
cargo brace; as she lowered it, she growled; "Don't collapse
on me; you WILL hold that pose until I'm done with you, or
else! Mistress commands it!" Tossing the brace to one
side, Tanj stripped off her overalls, a hurried strip-
tease, knowing that Wanda's, Hinoki's and the Mare's eyes
were on her……
Tanj purrred and ran her paws back and forth along the
tautness of the Lion's stomach; his muscles trembled beneath
her touch, and she knew he couldn't hold this pose forever.
Did she want to hurry, or did she want to make him fail, to
earn further "punishments?" Her gaze was drawn to his hard
shaft, bright pink against the tawniness of his stomach….
Looking up at Wanda she purrred; "Are you familiar with the
"Swing?" It takes tabletop dancing to a ridiculous extreme.
In the most basic version, as you see here, the supple male
forms a well-rounded table for his partner, who performs the
"dance of the swing" astride his star-gazing cock, until one
of them collapses. Turning and winking at Dahlia, Tanj
chuckled; "it’s a heck of a horsey ride, except the "horse"
is upside-down……" Smoothly throwing one leg across the
Lion, Tanj straddled his middle, facing his feet; her
paws found his hard shaft, and she stroked him gently. The
groan emerging from the Lion's gagged mouth might have been
from her touch, or merely from her weight…. After stroking
him for a moment she rose to tiptoes, and shifting a little,
centered his cock, and then, with a purrrrr of delight,
lowered herself onto him. For a long moment, she seemed not
to move, her eyes closed…. And then she opened them, to look
at Wanda; "When, like a Mare, cruelly gripping a Stallion,
you trap and milk your Lover's shaft, it is Vadavaka, or the
Mare's Trick, and it can only be perfected with long
practice. This is something from the Ancient Kama Sutra.
Kath, I think needs to learn to do this…… And I wonder if
our stowaway knows its secrets?" Unseen, Tanj's vaginal
muscles rippled, milking the Lion's shaft, caressing him
with her "inner hand." The only outward sign was the look
of concentration on the Cheetah Fem's face, and the
contortions of the Lion's face. And his rapid breathing……
Kath, still dutifully licking at the Mare, who was currently
lost in her third climax, grinned, thinking that was
training she'd love to undergo. The Homework must be
interesting……. Vadavaka… she'd have to remember that.
Tanj purrrred and slowly started to move, letting the
Lion's thick cock slither from within her, until only the
last few inches were within her… she could rise no further
without effort, and this was to be his test, not hers….
Just as slowly, just as teasingly, she settled back down,
savoring the sensation of slick surface moving against slick
surface. As she rose and fell, she again opened her eyes to
mere slits and regarded Wanda; "In the more advanced tantric
practices, the female will spin around and around on his
shaft……." Hinoki chuckled and rose, padding across the
Cargo Bay, to lower another chain, the mate to the one
holding a now rather limp Dahlia suspended. Reaching up, he
snapped a spreader bar to the hook, forming a trapeze for
Tanj. The Cheetah fem took it, one paw on either side of
the hook, and as if showing off her physical prowess, slowly
started doing chin-ups……
The Lion's groan was audible; the ring gag was designed to
hold his jaws open, to permit anyone or anything access to
his mouth. As Tanj (being blindfolded, he at least
THOUGHT it was Tanj) rose and fell on his shaft, he
thought he was going to go out of his mind. Only the
burning of his over-taxed muscles kept him from cumming on
Tanj used all her experience to gauge his exhaustion, to
measure how close he was to cumming….. she didn't want him
dropping out from beneath her before she'd climaxed, and
yet, she wanted to enjoy this to the fullest…… Figuring the
time was close, she raised her legs as high as she could,
bringing her knees almost to her chest, and then, with a
twist, she set herself spinning……. The chain above her
twisted, and then she found herself twisting the other way;
the sensation was exquisite, and as the Lion's thick, veined
shaft turned within her, she felt the beginnings of her
Dahlia couldn't remember how many climaxes the Mink had
licked her to; she'd lost count, but even through the lust-
filled haze, she noted the Cheetah's maneuver; she made it
look so easy, so graceful….. One small part of Dahlia's mind
chided her that if she ever tried that, she'd prove to
either not be limber enough, or not strong enough to hold
herself up for that long. And if she fell, oh, the poor
male beneath her! As the Cheetah fem twisted one way and
then the other, as the Lion let out a strangled roar, the
sight and the sounds and the Mink's incessant tongue all
served to drive her to yet another body-wracking climax.
Somehow along the way, the embarrassment of such sexual
release in front of strangers had faded, and she could revel
in the pleasures coursing through her body.….
Tanj's climax was well underway when the Lion, spurting
hard, collapsed out from under her. His cum, still coming
in gobs, splatted his chest and belly, sticky white droplets
against the golden colored fur. Tanj, panting, slowly
let herself down from the ad-hoc trapeze, to stand astride
him. When she'd recovered her breath she sighed; "I TOLD
you not to loose that position. Now I'm going to have to
punish you……. Or perhaps I'll just HAVE you punished. This
one deserves some thought, though." Turning, she grinned at
Hinoki and winked again; "I'm going to head up to the Flight
Deck. I need to check on a few things. Clean him up, but
leave him in a suitable…. Position, should I decide to amuse
myself later." The Cheetah nodded; "Mind if I… make use of
him in your absence, Mistress?" Tanj thought for a
minute and then shrugged; "I suppose not, just so long as
he's ready for me….."
Hinoki stood and stared at the globs of cum on the Lion's
body, his cock slowly shrinking back into his sheath; "you
know, if you were flexible enough, I'd make YOU lick that
up; pity you're not an Otter." Behind him, Wanda chuckled;
"Oh, don't worry about that; I'll clean him up. He needs a
while to rest anyways…." The startled male Cheetah watched
as Wanda knelt by the Lion, bending to ruffle the fur of his
tummy with her tongue.
Hinoki yawned. The Lion had been retied in a more
comfortable position; his ankles had been locked together,
to a ring-bolt in the floor, and heavy belts had been
buckled around each of his thighs, just below his crotch.
His wrist cuffs had been buckled to the thigh bands, holding
his paws at his side, and a rope underneath him would insure
that he didn't raise them to play with himself. The D-ring
on the side of his collar had been locked to another
eyebolt, holding him in a prone position. The ring gag had
been replaced with a soft rubber ball gag, earplugs had been
retained, and the blindfold had been left in place.
Finally, a foam rubber pad had been slipped beneath his
head. "Nighty night, Slave; I'll see you in the morning….."
Turning, yawning again, Hinoki headed out to his cabin, to
catch a few Z's.
Wanda stretched and reached down to ruffle Kath's headfur;
"The Mare say anything yet, Slave? Kath groused; "Oh,
Plenty, Mistress; she's moaned and screamed and whinnyed….
But she hasn't said anything intelligent yet. My tongue's
getting sore; can I stop now?" Wanda smiled; "soon, Love.
Tell you what; I'll lick our friend here; you slide down,
and lick me to three climaxes, and then we'll go get some
Dahlia moaned; it just wouldn't stop. There comes a point
where pleasure blurrs with pain, and she was rapidly
approaching that point. She never thought she'd say it, but
she just wished they'd STOP and let her get some rest, but
now, the Wolverine had taken over, a fresh tongue against
her poor raw, abused sex……. Panting, shuddering, she howled
as yet another climax washed over her, making her body jerk
in its bonds.
Zassa yawned and stretched. Catching a glimpse of herself
in the mirror, she sighed; her hair was a mess, and her
clothes, well, they looked like she'd slept in them. Which
she had. Rising, stretching, she pulled her top off over
her head as she headed for the shower. At least, on this
ship, clothes were optional. VERY optional.
Wanda screamed into the Mare's dripping snatch as Kath
licked her to the third climax; she'd taught the Mink well,
and Kath obviously delighted in her skill at bringing her
Mistress to a screaming climax. Pulling away from the
Mink's clutching paws, rising unsteadily, Wanda looked into
the Mare's face. Dahlia was panting hard, her chest
heaving, her eyes open, but glazed and unseeing. Chuckling,
Wanda reached down to help Kath to her feet; "no point in
asking HER questions; not at the moment….." Kath just
licked her lips and nodded, her face plastered with her
Mistress' juices. At a call of "Hey, All, what's up" they
both turned to see Zassa padd nude into the Cargo Bay.
"Oh, not much" Wanda grinned; "Just "torturing" our stowaway
here. But Kath and I are all wore out; we're going to go
get some sleep. Care to take over?" The Vixen grinned as
she looked the Mare up and down; "Um, sure; what's the
drill?" Wanda smiled; "I don't believe this one stowed away
just to talk to the Lion. We're trying to lick the truth
out of her." Zassa's paw stroked over the wet fur of the
Mare's crotch; "I see. Get any results yet?" At Wanda's
shake of the head, the Vixen smiled; "Leave her to me; I'll
get her to talk." Wanda nodded; "she's all yours," and
gathering up the end of Kath's leash, the two headed out
from the Cargo Bay.
Dahlia's chest heaved, and gradually her vision cleared; but
what she saw was scarcely reassuring. The Vixen she'd
glimpsed earlier was nude, and had a tube of lubricant in
one hand…. And she was squeezing it into the palm of her
other hand. At first this confused the mare, but then as
the Vixen started to work at spreading the lubricant around,
covering every square millimeter of her hand, she started to
get concerned…. She wasn't….. was she? She COULDN'T be!
Tanj sighed and sipped her mug of coffee. The ship was
on course, the engineering department was all in the green,
the cloaking device was just humming along, and there wasn't
a single thing on the long range scanners. It was just the
way she liked it. Yawning, she settled back in her pilot's
chair and wondered how long Hinoki would sleep; she really
should get him to relieve her on the bridge before she
caught a few Z's…..
Zassa smiled and made herself comfortable between the Mare's
widespread feet. Reaching up with her right paw, she softly
massaged Dahlia's crotch, getting it liberally covered in
the lubricant. As she rubbed, the Mare groaned tiredly.
The horsie's chin was on her chest and her eyes were half
closed, at least until Zassa slid two fingers between her
labia, stroking upwards. As the Vixen moved her paw up and
down, up and down, with a languorous rhythm, Dahlia's eyes
widened, and she leaned forward a little in her restraints
to look down at what the vixen was doing to her crotch. As
she watched in amazement, the Vixen slowly worked at
spreading her fingers, gently stretching her, opening her
wider and wider, until a third finger, and then a fourth was
added. Aside from the liquid sounds of the slick fingers
moving, aside from the rasp of harsh panting, the Vixen
worked in silence……. It wasn't until the Vixen pulled all
her fingers together, folding her thumb flat against her
palm that the Horsie shudders and moaned; "nooooooo, no, not
thaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAH!", her voice rising as Zassa slowly
pushed her entire paw between her labia and into her sex.
The Vixen smiled to herself, enjoying the stowaway's
reaction, enjoying the warmth and the wetness of the Mare's
sex wrapping itself tightly around her paw. She grinned and
stroked her paw up and down for a moment or two, delighted
in the way the Horsie writhed and struggled against the
bonds holding her. Another shriek was elicited as Zassa
spread her fingers and formed a fist, deep within the Mare's
sex. Finally the Vixen spoke; "I get the impression you've
never been fisted before… now I can make this some of the
best sex you've ever had, or…. something else. Now; tell me
the truth, tell me convincingly just why you're here, and
I'll make this a delight………"
The Mare's response was a hoarse whisper; "N.. ne.. never
been Fi…. Never before….. Never been with another girl be…
before….. ne… never done ANY of this before……. Look…… I….
I just wanted to see your Lion; he… we…. We were….. ah, OH!
Ah, we may have… had something … back where… we were….."
Zassa smiled to herself, and shook her head; "Sounds good,
and I'm tempted to believe you, but I wonder….. we do have
enemies, so I guess I'd better make SURE you're telling me
the truth…. With that, the Vixen uncurled one finger, to
scritch lightly with a clawtip at the front wall of the
Mare's pussy…… The Mare did her very best to arch, throwing
her head back, and whinnying Loudly. On the floor, a dozen
feet distant, the Lion's body shifted; he'd heard that one
even through his earplugs. The Vixen chuckled; "Me,
personally, I've always found a little pain to be the spice
that makes sex great; but that’s just me; now that you know
what MIGHT come to pass, this is the OTHER side of the
coin…." Leaning forward, Zassa flicked her tonguetip over
the hard prominence that was the Mare's pearl as she tugged
her fist downward sharply…..
Dahlia's response was electric; her body shook hard, almost
convulsing as a sudden powerful climax tore through her; it
seemed like the harder she came, the more the Vixen did to
prolong it, to drive it to greater heights, to deeper
depths. Finally, inky blackness surrounded her, and she
Consciousness returned slowly, to the Mare, soft tugging
sensations emanating from her crotch as the Vixen continued
to toy with her. Opening her eyes to slits, the Mare looked
down between her breasts, into the upturned face of the
Vixen; Zassa, for her part, seeing the Mare was back,
started to move her fist a little faster, a little harder,
and then, at the appropriate time, leaning forward to simply
blow on the Mare's clitty. Again she was rewarded with an
ear-splitting whinny, and the Mare once again sagging in her
bonds. "Ooooooh, Zassa chuckled to herself; "I LIKE the way
she does that…. Just GOTTA try that again……"
The Lion had been trying to sleep; there wasn't much else to
do when you were strapped down like this; but there was
obviously something happening in the Cargo Bay; occasionally
he'd feel vibrations through the floor or hear a muffled
something through the earplugs…. He wondered just what in
the heck was going on out there.
Dahlia mumbled, more to herself than anyone else. Over and
over she mumbled, or gasped "Just wanted to SEE him; talk
with him; that's ALL" or words to that effect. The Vixen
was relentless, and if she'd thought the licking was bad,
the fisting was truly driving her mad. The climaxes were so
powerful that again and again she lost consciousness, until
it all blended into a haze of pleasure and pain. Finally
blackness claimed her once again, as her mind overloaded on
Zassa sighed as the Mare refused to wake up again. Reaching
up she harshly twisted one of Dahlia's nipples, producing no
response. With a sigh, she carefully extricated her fist,
and with a grin, wiped it at least reasonably clean on the
Mare's thigh. Rising and stretching, she wondered how long
the Mare had been suspended like that.. and then looking
down at the prone and bound Lion, she had an idea…..
Dahlia oofed as the floor rushed up and hit her; she moaned
incoherently as the Vixen grunted and struggled to drag her,
and then she was being tied down over something warm and
lumpy. Wrists were fastened to something, and then ankles,
and then waist… and then, exhausted, she drifted off to
The Lion grunted hard as something heavy landed on him; it
didn’t take him long to figure out it was a body.. and then
he felt someone tying something to his ankle restraints,
someone running a strap from one bound wrist to the other,
tying whomever was on top of him to him. The scent of wet
femininity assailed his nostrils… and then his ballgag was
being pulled from his mouth. For a moment one earplug was
pulled out and he heard Zassa's sultry voice coo; "Here's
an old friend to keep you company." Then the earplug was
replaced. He didn't know if Zassa was still there,
watching, or if she'd left the Cargo Bay. "Too heavy by far
for Tanj" he thought to himself. "Wanda wouldn't do
this, and besides, I don't think she's that heavy either.
Who could it be?" Tilting his head up, the Lion explored
what he could with his tongue; as his rough feline tongue
stroked over a very wet, literally dripping pussy, he
purrred, remembering that taste.
Dahlia woke up to a gentle lapping between her legs; it was
a slow, soothing stroke, with a pause between each lick.
She had no idea how long it had been going on, either. It
could have been minutes or hours. Squirming just a little,
she found that she was bound on top of someone, apparently
head to toe…. Or more accurately, head to crotch. Somewhere
along the line, someone had blindfolded her, and filled her
ears with some sort of earplugs; she could neither hear nor
see. Nuzzling downward, she inhaled, and then smiled; she
remembered that scent! Maybe the Vixen had believed her
after all….. With a grin, she opened her mouth to return
Tanj opened her eyes, and realized that she'd fallen
asleep on the flight deck; she was sprawled across the
Pilot's seat, one leg thrown over the armrest. Still nude,
she found herself with one paw instinctively stroking her
sex, and realized she'd been dreaming about her Master. Her
Lion. HER Lion. Wondering just what had transpired in the
Cargo Bay after she'd left, she rose and stretched, and then
padded over to switch one of the Operations monitors to the
camera in the Cargo Bay. What she saw made her blood boil;
the Mare was on top of HER Lion, face down, in the classic
"69," and they were both licking each other like crazy!
Turning, she strode towards the flight deck door, fully
intending to put a stop to THAT… and then she paused. It
was obvious they hadn't tied themselves like that. Someone
else had obviously done it. Someone had probably figured
that it was a good "scene" for two slaves….. and having set
up this situation, how could she object to one of her
crewmates using whatever resources were available to set up
an interesting scene? With a sigh, she slumped back in the
Pilot's chair, wondering how she SHOULD react to this
Tanj forced a smile as she entered the Cargo Bay. The
two bound forms had obviously licked themselves to
exhaustion; in fact, she wasn't even sure either of them
were awake. Bending, she started to unclip the Mare from
her Lion, and as she worked, they both stirred. Gently, she
pushed the Mare off the Lion to one side, pausing only to
lock an ankle cuff to an eyebolt in the floor. Then she was
unlocking the Lion's feet, and attaching a leash to his
collar. A gentle tug brought him stiffly, awkwardly to his
feet, and with a smile she led him off.
Dahlia found herself almost unrestrained; there were still
cuffs around her wrists, but they weren't attached to
anything. Straps still encircled her body, but again, the
ends just trailed off, loose. Only one ankle cuff seemed to
be fastened to anything. Collecting her thoughts, she
muttered; "Uh, um, whoever's there, I really need to pee…. I
don't suppose you could let me loose long enough to go to
Tanj smiled to herself; she didn't need to reply; with
the earplugs the Mare wore, she wouldn't be heard anyways.
Tugging on the Lion's leash, she led him from the Cargo Bay.
Hinoki yawned and stretched; rolling over he looked at his
chronometer and groaned. Flopping back on the bed, he
wondered if he could make a case for his sleep cycles being
all upset, that he didn't know how late it was….. But then,
he knew Tanj had probably gone, not to her quarters to
sleep, but back to the flight deck, to watch over the ship;
she was probably exhausted, and when that Cheetah got shy of
sleep, well, she got a bit grumpy. Okay, more than a "bit"
grumpy….. For a moment he looked at the pair of shorts
lying on the floor, and then, with a shrug and a grin,
strode nude from his cabin, headed for the wardroom, and
hopefully, a cup of coffee.
Tanj grinned at Hinoki as he entered the wardroom; she
was sitting with a steaming mug of coffee in both paws, her
chair tilted back, its back against the wall behind her, and
both feet, uncharacteristically, on the edge of the table.
For a moment Hinoki frowned, never having seen her put her
feet on any table, or desk, let alone the one they ate from…
and then he grinned. The telltale tip of the Lion's tail
was just visible at the other end of the table; it was
obvious he was crouched under the table, licking at his
"mistress." Drawing a cup of coffee, the male Cheetah
pulled out a chair and sat, to grin at Tanj; "When was
the last time you slept?" Tanj shrugged; "Its been a
while, I admit; I'll get to it in a bit. Thought I'd have a
shower first, and then I thought breakfast might be nice,
but then I had this stray thought…… Considering that I've
got a new slave, I figured I should make use of him…." For
a moment, Tanj closed her eyes and let out a long drawn
out purrrrr; one paw left her coffee cup and stroked
something under the table; "and this is making GOOD use of
him… when he's done, in a little bit, I'll let him make us
all breakfast. And then I'll get some sleep. OH, by the
way, that Mare was saying she needed to use the head; tell
you what; while I sleep, we should let our slave here have
that promised time with the comm system, so he can check up
on things back home. While he's busy with that, you, and
Zassa and Wanda and Kath can "entertain" our guest. Hinoki
just took a sip of his coffee and grinned; "Got anything
special in mind?"
Eddington instinctively took the flyer that was thrust into
his hand; before he could find a suitable trash can to toss
it into, his bus had pulled up to the stop, and with a dozen
other commuters he crowded on board. All the seats were
full, so he found himself hanging from an overhead handhold
as the vehicle lurched out of the city towards the suburbs.
Remembering the flyer he took a look at it and sighed;
another one of those dang "Reds" political diatribes. They
seemed to be everywhere, as numerous as they were pedantic
and annoying. Crumpling it with one hand, he threw it down
on the floor of the bus, heedless of the signs against
littering. The Elysium government couldn't possibly be as
evil, or as greedy, or as harsh as those rants made it out
to be. He had a comfortable job, lived in a comfortable
apartment, had a comfortable life… how could the things they
said possibly be true? The sudden slowing of the bus
brought him out of his reverie and he looked around in
confusion. There was a roadblock, armored, helmeted police
behind the barricade. He watched in confusion as several
dark-uniformed officers pushed their way onto the bus, their
faces hidden behind the faceshields of their helmets. "We
have been informed that there are Rebel Sympathizers on this
bus; you will all exit for a search!" Guiltily, Eddington
almost looked down at the crumpled flyer at his feet, but he
caught himself just in time, the motion hidden as he
shuffled off the bus with the others. Two policefurrs stood
back, weapons drawn as the third went down the line of
passengers, roughly searching them. With a cry of triumph,
the officer held up a flyer similar to the one Eddington had
discarded, snatched from a middle-aged lady's purse.
Stepping back, ignoring her feeble protests, he brought up
his side-arm, and shot her in the face. Eddington flinched
as her hot blood spattered his face, her body falling behind
the line of bus passengers. And then the officer was in
front of Eddington, running paws roughly through his
clothes, groping under his coat… and then he was gone down
the line. The policeman's sidearm spoke twice more, and
then they were being herded onto the bus, the bus driver
jerkily resuming his route as if deep in shock. Eddington
looked down at the crumpled piece of paper on the floor and
bending, gingerly retrieved it. If the police were doing
things like that, perhaps what the flyer had said was
true….. as he reread it, a teenaged girl ferret leaned over,
to read over his shoulder.
Xyloff smiled and lowered the binoculars. The Reds
Political Action Team, masquerading as policemen, had just
executed another brilliant "government atrocity." His plan
was working like a charm, new recruits flocking to his
banner. Daily, the power of the Reds, HIS power, grew.
Tanj smiled, curled up in her chair in the Wardroom; it
was SO nice to have someone else to cook for you, and even
nicer to have them do the dishes. It was almost better than
sex. Almost. Watching her "slave" drowsily, she wished
he'd hurry up, so she could get him to put her to bed…….
Hinoki grinned down at Dahlia; "so you say you have to pee?"
The Clydesdale mare looked at the male Cheetah; although she
was seated, her ankle still locked to the ring bolt in the
floor, she didn't have to look up very far. "Uh, well,
yeah; its been a while….. and my back teeth are kinda
floating…." Hinoki smiled, and making sure he was just out
of reach, he sat down on the mat, cross-legged. After a
moment, he purrred; "if I'm going to go to all the trouble
to find the key to unlock you, so you can use the
facilities, you're going to have to ask correctly. Just
say; "Master, may I please go to the bathroom." Dahlia
blinked and she shook her head; "You have GOT to be
kidding……." In return, Hinoki just smiled…… "You know, I
COULD just pee on your deck" Dahlia snorted. Hinoki
chuckled; "I think you’re MUCH too shy to do that in front
of a guy… and you know I’d just make you lick it up
afterwards……" Dahlia sighed and shook her head, trying to
figure out what to do, how to handle this strange male…..
The Lion waved a paw at Zassa as he entered the flight deck;
"Don't… just don't; I'm "off duty." Tanj's asleep
(finally) and I've got permission to tackle the e-mail until
she wakes up." The Vixen took a sip from her cup of coffee
and then grinned at the still nude, collared Lion; "She
wearing you out? Oh, and how's the tongue?" The Lion
sighed as he settled into the almost-too-small station chair
at the communications console; "No, not quite. I think I
can take anything she can dish out….. now Hinoki, him, I'm
not so sure about. Got a wild streak, that one does… But
Tanj I think I can handle." Grinning, the Lion looked
up; "Like I've got a choice at the moment. And the tongue's
coming along nicely. Almost to the point where I can lick,
or talk, or eat without pain." Turning back to the console,
the Lion groaned, and muttered to himself; "Geez, will you
LOOK at all the messages!"
Zantop sheathed his fighting knife and nodded to the Weasel.
The Reds commando team had encountered no significant
difficulties in breaking into the computer center…. After
all, it wasn't as if the facility was a MILITARY site… No,
it was lightly guarded, and that was insanely stupid. The
computer center merely handled the financial transactions of
the province's banks. That’s all. Oh, Zantop supposed it
had been adequately guarded against thieves, perhaps even
against the syndicate, but they weren't hardened soldiers,
thoroughly trained and lavishly equipped. Standing to one
side, watching as two of his furrs, dragged out the bodies,
as another started mopping the blood from the floor, he
stood guard as Ffolkes, the Weasel, accessed one of the
terminals. How the Reds had gotten the access codes he
didn't know, and didn't much care. He didn't "need to
know". It took the Weasel scant minutes to enter the
commands….. and then he turned to look at Zantop. Zantop
looked at his watch and then back out the door at where his
furrs were still cleaning up. Grinning back at the Weasel
he nodded; the financial computer expert could have some
time to play with the system, to create havoc, and to fill
the Red's financial accounts.
Tanj purrrrrred, and stirred sleepily. A broad, wet
tounge was licking so very delightfully between her toes…
her two big toes. As she stretched, arching her hips up off
the bed a little, she thought that it would be nice to be
awakened like this EVERY day…. She could definitely get used
to this. Looking down between her breasts, over her flat
tummy, she found the Lion watching her, his eyes smiling.
It was almost as if this was all HIS idea, and he was
enjoying it thoroughly…… Letting her head drop back to her
pillow, Tanj moaned; "quit teasing; I'm hungry… Finish
me, and then lets get along to breakfast. I've got a busy
Xyloff looked at the newsfax and smiled. It had gone JUST
as he planned. The Weasel had shifted money from Elysium
Government accounts, not to the Reds, but to the accounts of
prominent individuals, in industry, in labor, and in the
Government. And then he'd let leak word of payoffs and
bribes, of massive corruption in the Military Industrial
Complex and in the Government in the war against the
Rebels…… And now the most effective people in the
opposition were bellowing their innocence, screaming they'd
been framed. Of course they had been, but no one would EVER
believe that…. They were doomed, kangaroo courts and the
lightning-quick executions of an increasingly desperate
government in their future, and with their destruction,
Government resistance in this sector was just as dead.
Putting down the fax, he smiled and shook his head. When
he'd been a member of the government, it had been so easy to
get the codes, to squirrel them away for a rainy day… A
little foresight and this had all became So easy.
Dahlia grumbled as the male Cheetah led her through the
ship's corridor at the end of his leash. She'd been allowed
to use the bathroom, allowed to take a shower, if you could
call what the Cheetah had put her through a "shower," and
now they were headed for Breakfast… But each concession from
the Cheetah had been bought at the expense of her obedience,
of her submission….. There had been a few rewards too, but
overall, the experience had left her, well, mad. She'd been
held as a slave for years, near worked to death, and yet,
she'd never felt so helpless, so demeaned, so much
someone's…. "plaything"….. What WAS there about this guy?
Did he really get off on his power over her?
The omelet was surprisingly good, and the bacon done to
perfection. Tanj did her best to hide her surprise, to
take it all in stride, but a part of her still wondered
where the Lion had picked up his kitchen skills; he was
GOOD. The others seemed to think so too, as the food
disappeared almost as rapidly as the Lion served it up. At
the end of the table, Hinoki was taking great delight in
feeding the Mare forkfuls of his omelet, apparently reveling
in her growing resentment. Apparently the Lion didn't think
it was too unusual, however, as after he'd served Wanda and
Kath, he'd knelt by Tanj's side, and with a grin, she'd
fed HIM a forkful. Maybe he was trying to make a point to
Dahlia, to show that if it was expected of him, there wasn't
anything special in Hinoki doing it to her. Solidarity
among slaves? And that made Tanj once again wonder what
there might be between those two.
Feeding the Lion another forkful of his own delicious
omelet, Tanj purrred; "I've got plans for this one; I
suspect we'll be occupied most of the day. The rest of you
can amuse yourselves with the stowaway; do whatever you want
with her, given the standard rules." At the far end of the
table, Kath swallowed the forkful that Wanda had so
graciously allowed her to feed herself, and wondered aloud
if that included her? "Meaning no disrespect, Ma'am, but,
ah, does this mean I'm no longer at the bottom of the heap
here?" Wanda hurriedly brought up her napkin to cover her
mouth as she laughed with a full mouth; after taking a
moment to recover, swallowing hard, the Wolverine lass
turned to look at the Mink; "Why, Kath, Darling, are you
wanting to take out some of your frustrations on someone?"
Kath looked from Wanda, to Dahlia and back; "Um, well, I
hadn't really intended to thrash her, or anything….. I
guess, Mistress, the answer to that is no…… I think I just
thought it might be nice to feel "in charge" for a change…..
Wanda looked at Tanj, an eyebrow crooked upwards; "It
might be interesting to see what our dear little pet might
do, don't you think?" Tanj fed the Lion a piece of bacon
and then nodded slowly, her eyes still on him; "Could be
interesting….. I suspect that Hinoki feels that the Mare
needs a bit more training, but I suspect he could find a
moment in his busy schedule to let Kath have some fun……."
Hinoki just sipped his coffee and shrugged, and then after a
Dahlia chewed the forkful that the male Cheetah had given
her and sighed inwardly; it looked like she might wind up
being a slave to a slave, at least for a while, and somehow,
she didn't like the sound of that in the least.
Zassa smiled quietly to herself as she finished her coffee.
If Tanj was going to be busy all day with the Lion, and
the others were going to be off playing with the stowaway,
that might give her just the opportunity she’d been looking
As the Lion did the dishes, Tanj sipped her coffee, and
wondered; "Now that I've claimed him for the whole day, what
am I going to do? After so bold a statement, I'd better
come up with SOMETHING good……."
Tanj purrrrred soflty; somehow, she didn't quite know
just how, it had turned into a bit of a trivia contest.
She'd started off with the Lion, at the beginning of the
fifth chapter of the second section of the Kama Sutra,
slowly working through her repertoire of positions and
techniques. As expected, his knowledge matched her own, and
through the morning they had enjoyed each other's bodies…
But somewhere along the way, they'd fallen into trying to
work through the positions in each of the categories of
"congress" in alphabetical order, each wracking their brains
for the correct name for the technique, and for what, more
properly, came next. It was a challenge that was going to
be fun, even for the loser…..
Zassa listened at the door to the exercise room for a
moment; it sounded like those two were well occupied.
Turning, padding back towards the staterooms, the Vixen let
herself quietly into Tanj’s cabin. The door wasn’t even
latched, let alone locked. Looking around, paws on hips,
the Vixen wondered to herself "now, where’s she hidden it?"
The Lion's claws were sharp against her ass as he held her
up. Neither one of them could remember the name for this
particular variant of "supported congress" but they'd both
agreed it came next in the sequence. The Lion stood with
his feet spread, leaning back, shoulders braced against the
wall. Tanj had her arms around his neck, hanging on
tightly, her feet braced against the wall on either side of
his hips. As she pushed herself out from him, she moaned as
she felt his thick cock slide from her pussy…. Pausing with
only the head betwixt her labia, she watched his face, and
at the appropriate time, she slooowly let herself "down",
impaling herself on his shaft. She moved as if they were
both tireless, as if they had all the time in the world,
watching his face, stroking him just so, holding him on the
edge of frustration…….
Hinoki was working on Dalia's "posture" when Wanda led Kath
into the Cargo Bay at the end of her leash. The Mare was
kneeling, knees widespread, back straight, head up, but eyes
down, the backs of her hands resting on her thighs, palms
up. Hinoki was strolling around her, occasionally using the
business end of a riding crop to "touch up" her posture.
And Dahlia was fuming; from the look on her face, she was
barely under control. As if reading just how far he could
push her, the male Cheetah nodded and grumbled; "Very good.
Remember just exactly how you are right now; that is the
correct way to kneel. I will expect you to be able to repeat
it flawlessly in the future." Before Dahlia could snort the
reply that was obviously on her lips, Hinoki turned and
smiled at Wanda; "I see you've brought Kath by for a little
"stress relief." Do you two have a plan, or are you just
going to "wing it?" Wanda frowned a little at the Cheetah's
tone, but after a quick look at Kath, Wanda mumbled; "I
figured we'd just let Kath have her head and see what
developed." The Cheetah just smirked and nodded, and rather
imperiously, stalked across the Cargo bay, to find a seat on
some cushions against the wall, the riding crop still in his
Zassa smiled with triumph. It hadn’t been hidden very well
at all. And in a moment, Tanj’s secret would be hers.
Well, at least for a while…. Smiling, she took the
container holding Tanj’s "living dress" down from the
overhead compartment. It surged weakly back and forth in
its dusty clear plastic container, an inky black pool.
Somehow, Zassa thought, it looked rather… "neglected"…..
Carefully opening the lid, the Vixen wondered how Tanj
controlled this thing? How did she make it flow over her
body, make it look first like one outfit, and then another?
As the thing suddenly surged against one wall of the
container, squeezing through the gap under the lid, and
flowing up the Vixen’s arm, Zassa let out a strangled "eep!"
and dropped the now empty container. Her paw wiped at the
oily black thing, but there was no stopping it as it spread
over her body. As a curtain of rubbery black descended over
her eyes, Zassa wondered just what she’d gotten herself into
Wanda watched the Cheetah withdraw, and then shrugged;
turning to her slave, she unhooked the lead from her collar
and made an off-handed gesture; "She's all yours, Kath; have
fun." The Mink nodded at Wanda, her face taking on a
resolute cast, as she turned to look at the still kneeling
Mare. Paws on hips, Kath walked around Dahlia, looking at
her as if seeing her for the first time. "All right, if I'm
in charge now, we're going to have to change a few things.
First off, I won't have a slave that looks so…… plain.
We're going to have to spruce her up some…. Turning, Kath
padded over to the locker at the far wall, leaving a
slightly bewildered Dahlia behind her……
Dahlia watched the Mink padd off, from lowered eyes; she'd
been real careful to hold the position the Cheetah male had
left her in… but as the Mink strode off, she couldn't help
but wonder what was wrong with the way she looked? She was
fit, and trim, if a bit big-boned, but that simply came with
the species…. She had curves in all the right places… didn't
she? She was still wondering what was wrong with her looks
when the Mink returned…. Keeping her head down, she lost
track as the Mink moved around behind her, a number of
things landing audibly on the floor behind her….. but when
the hairbrush stroked through her mane, she almost jumped a
Hinoki watched Kath work on the mare's hair and shook his
head. Females! Rising to his feet, he grinned at Wanda;
"not exactly my idea of what a top should do, but its her
show. I'm going to go get some sleep. Wake me if anything
interesting happens." Wanda smiled and nodded, and glancing
back at Kath, she scratched her head; what WAS that crazy
Mink up to, anyways?
Tanj sighed and stretched. Her muscles were sore, in the
way that follows a really good workout. Next to her, the
Lion snored softly; she'd plumb wore him out….. but then,
most of the "congresses" that they'd worked through had
required greater athletic feats from the male…. Maybe later
she'd work them into some forms where SHE had to do most of
the work, not that she'd mind in the least. Poking him
softly, she growled; "Come on, Lazy. If you're too tired to
continue, there's always your e-mail to attend to." The
Lion blinked and turned his head to look at her, a smirk on
his face; "Too tired to please YOU, Mistress? Never!"
Tanj chuckled and shook her head; "I think we'll skip to
chapter 9 of part two; Auparishtaka, or Mouth Congress… Lets
see if THAT will let you regain your stamina….." The Lion
smiled and nodded; "lets me stay flat on my back….."
reaching over he grabbed Tanj, pulling her over on top of
him, inverted. Lifting his head, driving his muzzle between
her thighs he alternated licks with "I believe (*lick*) that
it starts (*lick*) with the (*lick*) Congress of (*lick*)
the Crow (*lick*)……." Tanj purrrred and squirmed,
settling herself on top of him, both paws reaching to fondle
his sheath and balls as she soaked in his initial
ministrations; "Mmmmmm, yes, I think that's a good place to
start." And bending her head, she started to respond with
her own licks……
Zassa squirmed and moaned. The sound never reached her
ears. The crazy black thing in the container had flowed up
her arm, and over her head, one tendril pushing into her
mouth, gagging her. A portion had flowed over her eyes,
effectively blocking out sight, and as she’d brought her
paws up to try and peel the thing off her face, it had
somehow entrapped her paws, as if they’d been pushed into a
bucket of roofing tar. The creature had flowed down her
body, moving her paws down over her breasts, across her
tummy and then around behind her back, where they’d been
trapped ever since. But it hadn’t stopped there. It had
continued to spread over her, its substance thinning, but
becoming no less powerful for doing so. A thick tentacle
had pushed between her thighs, to meld with the portion
flowing down her back. THEN it had extruded two thick
plugs, flowing into vagina and ass, filling her as a lover
would. Somewhere in her struggles, Zassa had fallen to the
floor, and tendrils had encircled her ankles, pulling them
up, melding into the strands that held her wrists, until she
was held in a classic hog-tie. Helpless, the Vixen mewled
into her living gag as the creature started to work on her,
the plugs in pussy and ass starting to slither in and out of
her, even the plug in her mouth throbbing in time with their
motions. It was terrifying, and delightful, and incredibly
sexy, and it didn’t take long before Zassa was rocking her
body in time with the creature’s motions…..
Dahlia smiled, head back, eyes closed, as Kath brushed her
hair out. If this was what it was like to be a slave, this
was MUCH more like it. She almost regretted it when the
Mink put down the brush and started to braid her hair;
without being able to see what she was doing, Dahlia wasn't
certain just what the Mink was doing to her, but it felt
like she was weaving her hair into a French braid…. And it
felt like she was weaving ribbons into it as she worked…..
It took a while, but finally the Mink was done….. Dahlia
did her best to hold her kneeling position, but when the
Mink lifted one of her hands, she had to open her eyes.
Businesslike, Kath fastened a padded cuff around Dahlia's
right wrist, and then moved to put a similar one around her
left. Moving around behind the Mare, Kath urged her to
bring both wrists behind her back….. And then Dahlia felt
something being tied to the rings in the cuffs, pulling her
wrists together, and UP! As her wrists were pulled up into
the middle of her back, she realized that the ribbons woven
into her hair were what her cuffs were being tied to; the
result left her head pulled all the way back, with her
wrists crossed almost painfully high on her back.
Wanda smiled; this was more like it. "Dear, I'm going to go
catch up on some of my technical reading, but you be sure to
tell me ALL about it later. And don’t forget the ‘rules’"
With that, the Wolverine lass turned and padded from the
Kath smiled as she padded around the kneeling Mare; "now,
that looks MUCH better….. Hmmmmm, what else can I come up
with?" Dahlia struggled, trying to find an equilibrium
between holding her wrists as high as she could to ease the
pressure on her neck, and letting her head be pulled back,
easing the strain on her arms…. It took a moment for it to
sink in that the Mink was placing cuffs around her upper
arms as well, and for a moment she wondered what the Mink
might tie off there. As it turned out, she wished she
"It’s a good thing your nipples were already pierced" Kath
muttered to the Mare. "Saves me having to use clips, and
I'm sure they would have been MUCH more painful……." A thin
strand of gold chain stretched from Dahlia's left nipple to
the armband around her left bicep; it was a short distance,
but there wasn't any slack in the chain…. A similar chain
was fastened from her right nipple ring to the armband
around her right bicep. Stepping back, Kath nodded; "that
looks much better. I like the way the gold of the chains
look against you." Dahlia bit her tongue to keep from
spitting out that she could have done without that
particular compliment. Bending, Kath fastened an ankle cuff
around each of the Mare's ankles and then clipped them
together. The brush reappeared, stroking along the Mare's
tail, and then the Mink was braiding again, ribbons being
woven into the braid. As Dahlia feared, the ribbons were
then tied off to the connected ankle cuffs. While her tail
was long enough that the tie was loose, Dahlia knew she’d
never be able to stand; "Its going to be real difficult to
get out of the kneeling position like this" Dahlia thought
to herself….. Kath picked up one more item and smiled; "one
last adornment before we move on to other things; but I
doubt you'll mind this one……" Dahlia's eyes opened wide as
she heard the harsh buzzing of the vibrator start behind
her, and then the Mink was fumbling between the Mare's
The climax hit Zassa hard, making her scream into her living
gag. The pleasure seemed to last forever, wave after
intense wave…. It almost seemed that as her body rocked back
and forth, that the creature was learning what she liked,
and concentrating on that…. The second climax came seconds
later and again she screamed into the tendril filling her
mouth. It was absolutely fantastic; it seemed like the
creature could almost read her mind. As the pressure built
towards a third, powerful climax, a stray thought passed
through the Vixen’s mind; it seemed as if with each of her
climaxes, the creature was gaining strength, gripping her
more tightly, its blackness covering more of her body….
Smiling, Kath stepped a few paces away, and then
luxuriously stretched out on the mat; "I think that's enough
for the moment. Crawl over here, Slave, and lick me, until I
tell you to stop. If you give me more climaxes than the
vibrator gives you, you'll be rewarded." Dahlia tried to
look towards the reclining Mink; due to the way her wrists
were bound to her hair, with her muzzle pointed at the
ceiling, she had to twist her head to look at her from the
corner of an eye. She was supposed to do WHAT? She’d never
done something like that in her entire life; never even
DREAMED of it… well, maybe she’d thought about it once or
twice, but never seriously. And how was she supposed to
crawl tied like THIS? Her first efforts at "walking" on her
knees only succeeded in her pulling at her tail, and then
with a whinny, she lost her balance, and fell face-forward
onto the mat. Groaning to herself, she winced as she
realized the diabolical effect of the chains between the
armbands and her nipples. As her body had fallen forward,
her breasts had tried to move forward, to hang down under
the effect of gravity, nipples pointing downward, until
brought up sharply by the chains. Now, as she lay on her
stomach, wincing as her bound arms tugged at her hair, as
her tail tugged at her ankles, she realized that the chains
were holding her breasts unnaturally to the sides of her
body. Squirming, grunting as she dragged and shoved herself
along the mat, wincing at the tugs at her nipples as she
moved, Dahila did her best to inchworm towards the grinning
Mink. Somehow, refusing to comply with the Mink’s order
never entered her mind; later, She’d wonder about that…..
It was time for another break; no matter how she might WANT
to continue, the Lion was just…. "spent." Well, they HAD
worked through several whole classifications of "congresses"
in the Kama Sutra…. Leaving him on his back, she squirmed
around to lie half on his chest, chin propped up on one paw
as she looked at the underside of his muzzle. He was
breathing deeply, not quite panting, and she rose and fell
on his chest as if he didn’t even know she was there.
Wondering if he’d fallen asleep again, she purrred; "Having
fun, Slave?" What she got back was a deep rumble, an "Um
Hmmmmmm" more felt through his chest than heard. After a
moment his head, muzzle still pointed at the ceiling,
nodded and he rumbled; "there are times, Mistress, when its
good to just let go control, to surrender to someone else,
to someone you trust implicitly, and live moment to moment,
pleasure to pleasure. To NOT have to worry about the
future. To not have any cares beyond the moment. I think
this was just what I needed, and I marvel at your…..
perception at knowing how to give me the "Vacation" that I
truly needed." Tanj thought for a moment, wondering if
that was really what she’d had in mind, or if she’d just
wanted to have him all to herself for a while? Had she
really been that altruistic? If he was ascribing such high
and lofty goals to her work, well, she wasn’t about to
correct him….. But a change of subject might just be in
order, before he decided to inquire further. Giving his
chest a gentle lick, Tanj purrrred; "I’m glad you’re
finding it so… relaxing. I do wonder, however, what your
plans are, when we’ve overthrown the Elysium government.
When the war’s over. When your geas is fulfilled……."
Dahlia had to chuckle to herself; it was awkward, trying to
maintain a decent contact with the Mink; she seemed to be
incredibly sensitive, and even her amateurish lickings
caused her to writhe, usually away from her. It wasn’t easy
to squirm forward, to "keep up the pressure," but it was
turning out to be worth the discomfort, the embarrassment,
and the humiliation. Her erstwhile "Mistress" was moaning,
begging for more, pleading for more. And the Mare was
tempted to withhold her tongue, a little, just to see what
concessions she might get out of her….. "On the other
hand," Dahlia thought to herself; "If I can get her to pass
out, maybe, just maybe I can get a break…." Squirming her
broad tongue into the Mink’s tight snatch, Dahlia went
looking for that one place that had made the Mink scream a
few minutes before…..
The form squirmed on the floor of Tanj’s cabin, almost
completely covered, head to toe, in shiny black, that seemed
to pulsate with energy. Within the black cocoon, Zassa
howled through yet another climax. The creature had learned
that she enjoyed a little pain with her pleasure, and now,
the blackness had grown teeth within its mass. Teeth
nipping at her nipples, tugging at her clitty. Phantom
claws raking her ass, or her flanks. Even sudden electrical
shocks making her body convulse, timed at just the right
moment to drive her over the edge into another massive
climax. Completely encased, the Vixen squirmed and panted,
taken to sexual heights like she’d never even contemplated
The Lion shrugged; "I'm sorry, I can't say as I've ever
really allowed myself to look further than the establishment
of Freedom on Elysium…. Somehow it just seemed….
"counterproductive."" Tanj Lay, with her head in his
lap, looking up at him. Their rest break had stretched far
beyond what she'd anticipated, as their conversation had
wandered….. And at the moment she had no desire to change
things. "But we're getting so close. It won't be long
before the Elysium government falls, and the Blues take
over. I know Cromwell has promised free elections and a
referendum to choose the form of government the planet will
have. You ought to have a plan… if not for yourself, then
at least for the Brethren.…. I doubt we'll be able to
conduct "business as usual"…… Do you plan to relocate them
to some more… "profitable" location, or are you going to
disband them? Sell out your shares and retire?" To her
amazement, the Lion just looked down at her and smiled
whisfully and shrugged again. As he toyed with a lock of
her hair, he whispered; "when my Mistress laid this geas on
me, I never really thought I'd pull it off; never thought
I'd get this far. Never thought I'd live to see the day the
planet was free. I guess I've always thought that to plan
for "later" would jinx the whole thing…. No, I really don't
have a clue."
Dahlia knelt on the mat, a self-satisfied smirk on her face.
Along with the juices of her erstwhile "Mistress." The Mink
had finally ordered, and then demanded, and then begged, and
then pleaded for her to stop, and after a while, the Mare
had. Her reward had been the hasty untying of her hair from
her still bound wrists, and her ankles from her tail. Now
the Mink lay panting on the mat, obviously trying to recover
from the whole situation, and Dahlia patiently waited to see
what would come next. While she waited, the buzzing of the
dildo buried between her legs was a pleasant distraction.
Pity its size hadn't been more suited to that of an equine,
instead of the much smaller Mink…… Still, it was nice……
Tanj sighed. The conversation had run down, leaving her
with a disturbingly uneasy feeling. Somehow she'd
expected…… what? That the Lion would say that after the
war, he'd gather her into his arms and carry her off? Well,
that at least he'd have a plan. Didn't he ALWAYS have a
plan? He was the Boss; he was her Master; he should KNOW
what to do……. As she looked up at him, she was tempted to
ask him about the Mare; about what she meant to him, about
what his thoughts were about her, but somehow she just
couldn't make herself ask the questions that burned so
within her. Perhaps she was afraid of what he might say…..
Covering her unease by sliding from his lap, rising to her
feet, she looked down into his upturned face and sighed; "I
need to check in on the flight deck; lets get cleaned up,
and you can get some time in on your e-mail, while I check
our course." The Lion just nodded and smoothly rose to his
feet, to follow her.
Kath smiled at the kneeling Mare; "that really was very
good; I think when you learn a few more things, you'll be
something special…. But right now, there's something else I
want of you. I don't know if it falls into the
classification of a "reward" for doing me so well, but
still, well, what's the point in being a Mistress if you
can't get what you want?" As the Mink turned and walked (a
little bowlegged) over to the storage locker, Dahlia smiled
to herself again; the Mink's tone was a lot less harsh, a
lot less demanding… Her words still seemed to imply that she
thought she was the boss, but the tone was more that of
someone asking a favor….. Dahlia was just about to try and
turn the tables some, to ask the Mink what was in it for
her, when the Cheetah Male entered the cargo bay again. One
look from him, and Dahlia found herself checking her
kneeling position, and lowering her eyes. What WAS it about
that one that made her behave so?
The harness was a tangle of black leather straps, and thick
latex. Dahlia stood, while the Mink all but swarmed around
her, sliding the maze of straps and buckles around her and
then tightening it here and there, until it encased the
Mare's body from crotch to neck. Looking down between her
breasts, now at least partially supported, and molded by the
straps, Dahlia blinked in amazement at the lifelike phallus
that seemed to grow from her mons. A hard rubber finger,
studded with little bumps hooked into her sex, and she could
tell that with each movement it was going to rub rather
nicely against her tender bits… but the phallus, that made
her blush in a way she'd never experienced before; it looked
so very "obscene" sticking out there……. A quick glance at
the Cheetah showed him leaning against the wall, a smirk on
his face as if he were thoroughly enjoying her discomfiture.
Kath, for her part, dropped to her knees to lick the head of
the dong, until it glistened with her saliva, a wanton,
lascivious act Dahlia was sure she could NEVER mimic… and
then with a grin, the Mink turned, to crouch on the mat,
facing the Cheetah; looking over her shoulder she growled
sensually; "Come on, my pretty slave; FUCK ME!" Dahlia
glanced at the male, as if to say; "What, with HIM here?"
but then, in response to his glare, and doing her best to
conquer her shyness, she walked forward on her knees, the
head of the dong swaying obscenely before her, as if
questing for the Mink's snatch on its own.
Kath moaned and clawed at the mat; the Mare was everything
she'd thought she'd be; powerful, and tireless. The Mare's
hips rocked back and forth, slamming the latex dong into
Kath's hungry sex with sufficient force to slowly drive her
across the mat. And from the pants and grunts and whinnys
coming from behind her, the Mare was being rubbed the right
way by the harness as well. Doing what she could to brace
herself against the surface of the mat, Kath stuck her ass
up a bit, making the dong saw at the front of her pussy; the
friction produced an almost immediate climax, in an
uncounted string of climaxes……
Hinoki watched with a critical eye, as the Mink panted and
moaned, barely able to vocalize what she wanted the Mare to
do. Mostly it was just screams for "more" and "harder"……
Shaking his head at the pitiful display of "topping," the
Cheetah shifted from a sitting position, to his knees, and
moving over in front of the Mink, he wrapped his hand in her
hair, pulling her head up; "its obvious you need something
to keep you from sliding across the floor, Kath. And I'm
Kath sensed the head of the Cheetah's shaft rubbing at her
lips, and instinctively opened her mouth to admit it; then
another of the Mare's powerful thrusts, bounced her forward,
driving Hinoki's shaft all the way into her mouth, until its
head pressed against the back of her throat. And then, as
the Mare pulled back, the Cheetah drove forward, thrusting
hard at her face; back and forth, the Mink surged, between
the two, her perception of the world gradually fading in a
lust-filled haze to the two thrusting shafts.
Hinoki kept a tight grip on the Mink's hair, as he thrust
his cock into her muzzle. She sucked at him eagerly,
instinctively, as he growled; "What ever made you think that
you could be dominant? That you could be a "top?" Even
when you're in charge, you're shameless, begging for it,
putting yourself at the mercy, at the CONTROL of a slave!
Pitiful, that's what you are!" As he growled, his hips
driving forward, his cock thrusting into her mouth, the
Cheetah raised his eyes to the Mare; "and YOU; you're just
as bad. I can see it in your face; you think you can top
her, think you can turn the tables on a weak mistress, but
you haven't the guts to even try! You're WAY too timid to
ever be anything but a Slave!" Giving a final thrust, the
Cheetah pulled his hips back, and taking his shaft in his
right paw, he stroked himself as he came, his cum
splattering over Kath's face, pearly white drops clinging to
her dark brown fur. Wiping his shaft off on the Mink's
cheek, Hinoki rose, to padd over to the storage locker.
Returning with a pawfull of leather straps, he growled at
Dahlia; "don't stop, but quit thrusting so hard; at least
until I tell you to resume." With that, he started
fastening a similar harness around the Mink.
Dahlia watched as the Cheetah gave them a final smirk, and
then departed from the cargo bay. The Mink was now as
securely trussed as Dahlia was, with straps criss-crossing
her from her collar to her crotch. Except now her ankles
were hooked to the harness by her thighs, forcing her to
support the weight of her hips on her knees. And those
straps were interlaced with Dahlia's harness, the strap-on
driven deep into the Mink. Any motion either of them might
make would only work the dong in and out of the Mink.
Kath's arms were bound behind her back, her torso resting on
her breasts, her head pulled back with her hair tied to a
strap crossing Dahlia's belly… and the Mink's mouth was
filled with a ring gag, just in case the Cheetah wanted to
come back later for some more…… And on the far side of the
Cargo Bay, glittered a small pair of scissors, supposedly
their only hope of getting loose. All they had to do was
move over there, and somehow pick them up. Getting over
there was going to be fun, though.……..
Wanda looked up as Hinoki padded into the mess. She'd made
it through three of her medical journals, with an even dozen
to go. She'd also made it through an entire pot of coffee.
"So how go things with our slaves?" the Wolverine lass
asked. Hinoki just grinned as he dumped out the grounds and
started a fresh pot. "Those two are HOPELESS. Kath was
practically begging the Mare to fuck her with a strap-on;
disgusting behavior for a Mistress. And the Mare was doing
everything she was told, even though she looked as if she
hated it. Truly two completely submissive personalities."
After filling his cup, Hinoki paused and looked at the
Wolverine; "you know, its just not any FUN breaking in a new
slave when they're that submissive. No challenge to your
skills at all."
Wanda stared at the door the Cheetah had passed out of a
moment before, and wondered where a comment like THAT had
come from. After all, hadn't he been Tanj's slave, until
just recently? Most curious!
Zassa’s eyes opened, and she wondered muzzily at what point
she’d passed out. Then she noticed she could see and it all
came flooding back. Sitting up rapidly, she felt the puddle
of blackness slide down her tummy, to land in her lap.
Letting out a gasp of "Oh no you don’t! Not Again!" she
scooped up a double handful of the black goo, and dropped it
in its container. The lid slammed down, and Zassa sighed in
relief; "Whatever you are, that was fantastic, but I don’t
think I’d survive another round!". Frowning, the Vixen bent
to look at the pool of black inside the transparent
container; it looked shiny black, and "healthy" compared to
what it had looked like when she’d opened the container a
few… hours? Days? Before. But now, well, it just didn’t
look like there was as much of it as there had been.
Shrugging, the Vixen turned and standing on tiptoe, she rose
to put the container back where she’d found it. "Nothing I
can do about the dust, but I bet Tanj never notices" she
mumbled to herself. After taking a look around to make sure
the rest of Tanj’s quarters looked undisturbed, she
turned and padded out.
As the Vixen left the stateroom, three small, separate
puddles of blackness oozed across the floor, flowing out of
her path, hiding themselves under furniture, or in
Tanj nodded in satisfaction; "Last course correction's
been made. One more jump and we should be at Jenka's base.
Um, lets say about six hours." The Lion looked up from the
Comm console and nodded; "That gives us some time. I'm
almost done here…. Mistress, what would you say to Kung Pao
Chicken for dinner, followed by a "correctly attended" bath,
and a massage. I'm a little rusty in the latter, and I'm
sure you'd enjoy my…. working the kinks out." Tanj
smiled and rose from the pilot's seat; "that’s what I like;
a slave with imagination. Come on, You!"
Wanda yawned and put down the last journal as Zassa
staggered into the wardroom. "Girl, you look like Hell!
Looks like every Pirate in the Brethren’s had their way with
you!" The Vixen just smiled weekly and waved a paw
dismissively; "naw, nothin’ like that. Just had some really
great erotic dreams, ‘s all. Strictly a solo performance."
Wanda chuckled; "wish I could get some dreams that good!"
Rising, stretching, the Wolverine looked at the Chronograph
in the mess and blinked; was it really that late? Turning,
she headed for the door, thinking she should check on Kath.
"Hey, Wanda" Tanj purrred. The Cheetah fem was nude, as
was the Lion-on-a-leash behind her, but they both looked
fairly happy. Smug, almost. Wanda nodded; "Hey, Tanj;
just on my way to check on Kath; she's been down in the
Cargo Bay a LONG time." Tanj nodded; "well, get her
cleaned up and bring her on back here; my Slave here is
going to make dinner." Wanda nodded and waved, as she
turned to head down the corridor.
Kath grunted and tried to shift to the left. It'd been a
long, bumpy ride as the Mare had basically humped her across
the cargo bay, towards the pair of scissors. In fact, a
while back, it had stopped behing pleasurable, and started
being painful; she was afraid she'd never walk right
again….. and it felt as if her nipples had been rubbed raw
from her torso sliding across the mat, and then across the
steel floor. still, they were almost there. Behind her,
Dahlia grunted, shoving her another few inches forward, and
then another thrust, and then the Mare was toppling to the
right, falling, dragging Kath over with her. They hit the
deck hard, both of them grunting. And then the Mare was
squirming, as she tried to get her hands, bound behind her
back, on the scissors…..
"Are these what you're looking for?" Dahlia blinked, a
"huh?" escaping from her mouth. Twisting, turning her head
back and up, she caught sight of a leg, and following it
upwards, she sighed, as she saw the Wolverine lady holding
the pair of scissors, turning them back and forth in her
hands. Wanda laughed at the dismayed look on the Mare's
face; "Oh, don't feel so bad. It wouldn't have helped
anyways. These are Hinoki's trick scissors. See, they've
been welded together. Useless. You poor dears have
struggled for hours thinking freedom was at hand, (as if
there was anywhere to go on this ship), and now that you've
gotten here, well, it’s a shame is all. Now let me unhitch
you two. We've got to get cleaned up for dinner!"
Tanj leaned back in her chair, sipping a mug of coffee as
she watched the Lion cook. Across the table, Zassa had
rested her head on her crossed arms on the table and seemed
to have fallen asleep. The Vixen looked sweaty, her fur all
spiky and unkempt, and there was no denying the scent coming
from her. Regarding her over the rim of her mug, Tanj
wondered just what she’d been up to. Something told her
that the Vixen had had a wild time……. And somewhere deep in
her heart, she felt a pang of jealousy, or at least regret,
for not having been there to share it with her. If Zassa
looked that bad, and was too tired to care how she looked,
she must have had a helluva time.
Dahlia stood at the entrance to the shower and looked from
the Mink to the Wolverine and back; "you want me to WHAT?"
Wanda just chuckled, and taking a big paw full of liquid
soap, smeared it over the Mare’s ample chest; "its simple;
you wash by rubbing up against each other, scrubbing each
other clean." As Dahlia shook her head in consternation,
Wanda chuckled and shoved the Mare under the running water.
Kath, a grin on her face, stepped in after her, purrring
"here, you do it like this……."
Tanj looked up as Wanda led Kath and Dahlia into the
Wardroom, at the end of two leashes. Both Kath and Dahlia
still looked damp, and while Kath had a grin on her face,
the Mare looked curiously disgruntled. Returning Tanj’s
look, Wanda just chuckled; "nothin’ but good clean fun……"
Dahlia looked around the room and relaxed a bit; the male
Cheetah wasn’t present. Yet. Tugging at the leash held by
the Wolverine, she moved to the side opposite the Mink and
knelt by her chair. The side away from the door. Somehow,
being fed by the Wolverine seemed less objectionable than
taking it from that Cheetah….
Dinner had been delicious. Wanda had left with a still damp
Kath, to try and get some sleep before they arrived at
Jenka’s. Hinoki had finally shown up, and after eating, had
collected the Mare’s leash from Wanda, and departed, saying
that the Mare would spend the night chained to the foot of
his bed, as befitted a proper slave. Zassa had yawned
widely through the meal, and had departed shortly
thereafter, saying she needed some sleep too. And Tanj
had left the Lion to do the dishes, heading back for the
flight deck. She had her own e-mail to check on, her field
agents to keep track of, and the intelligence estimates to
go over. And there was the little issue of Wanda’s
inheritance to check up on too…….
Dahlia knelt by the foot of the Cheetah's bed, in an
incredibly tiny compartment. The Cheetah had told her to
assume the kneeling position, and to STAY there, no matter
what he did. And what he'd done had brought a blush to the
Mare's face; laying down on his back, the Cheetah had
squirmed between her thighs, thrusting his short muzzle up
between her legs. With her knees well spread, her eyes
downcast, she found that she had a very good view down the
length of her body, at the Cheetah licking at her own much-
abused sex… And as the Cheetah's tongue moved, she found it
increasingly difficult to stay still………
Tanj leaned back in the comm console station chair and
sighed. Things back on Elysium were mostly quiet, and
things on the Imperial front quieter still. It seemed like
the only action was in the sector dominated by the Reds, and
all the news there, well, it was uncharacteristically good,
for the Reds. They were making quiet, but steady gains
there, helped on by unusually severe governmental actions
and responses….. Still, Tanj supposed, it all helped the
cause. But given the Red's previous track record, it was
all just a little… "unbelievable."
Dahlia couldn't help it; the whinny escaped her lips almost
before she knew it was coming. And who could blame her?
The Cheetah's tongue, and teeth were tormenting her so,
grazing over her most sensitive places. The temptation to
howl, to scream, to MOVE was incredible. It was simply too
much to expect ANYONE to remain motionless through something
like this…….. Finally, as she came so very close to her
climax, as the Cheetah's tongue withdrew, as it slithered to
less sensitive areas she groaned and shifted, pressing her
mound down on the Cheetah's muzzle, as if DEMANDING that he
grant her her release!
Beneath her, Hinoki chuckled; "Naughty Slave! I TOLD you to
stay still! Now I'm going to have to punish you……."
Tanj's eyes narrowed as she ran down the column of
figures. It would seem that Wanda had inherited a
considerable amount of money. The mansion alone was worth
almost eight figures. And there were stocks, and
properties….. but no bonds. And NO off-planet investments.
Nothing. Nada. Nichts. Zilch. Casting a critical eye
over the TYPES of inheritance Wanda was due made the Cheetah
frown. They were all long-term investments, things that
could not be easily (or discretely) liquidated. And while
the total was a considerable fortune, it in no way matched
up with what someone of Xylex's stature SHOULD have been
worth. Why even the planet's premier financial magazine had
listed him, in its previous year's issue, as one of the top
forty wealthiest individuals on the planet. "The Bastard's
still alive" Tanj muttered to herself; "I can't prove it.
Yet, but I KNOW he's still alive."
"What was that, Mistress?" Tanj's head snapped around,
to see the Lion standing in the doorway to the flight deck.
Frowning, Tanj waved him over; "take a look at this.
This is supposedly Wanda's inheritance from her late,
unlamented Father, Lord Xylex. Anything catch your eye?"
The Lion reached over her shoulder to page down a few times,
and then to open the other documents. After a while, he
growled; "Its not enough. Its not enough by an order of
magnitude. We KNOW he had resources stashed off-planet, and
that isn't shown at all." Tanj nodded; "I'm beginning to
suspect the bastard faked his own death." The Lion nodded;
"skip out while the getting's good?" Tanj shook her
head; "No, that doesn't fit the psychological profile. He'd
fight to the bitter end, if for no other reason than to
spoil as much as he could for the victors. No, if he's
gone, its for another reason. I just don't know what it is
yet." The Lion nodded and nuzzled at the back of her neck;
"Sleep on it. You were going to take a luxurious bath, and
then I was going to give you a massage…. And we're only
about four hours out from Jenka's….." Tanj nodded and
tilted her head way back; catching the Lion's dangling leash
she pulled him down into a kiss; "you're right. Time's
Dahlia jerked as the paw came crashing down on her
posterior, but somehow she managed to bite back her shout.
In all her years as a slave, she'd been whipped and beaten,
but she'd never been … spanked. Now she lay across the
Cheetah's lap, his bed groaning under her weight. And he
was alternating hard slaps against her ass, with more
delightful strokes of his fingers between her legs. "This
is a punishment?" she wondered to herself, jerking again as
once again his paw came down on her right asscheek. As the
Cheetah's fingers again grazed over the lips of her sex, she
stifled a moan and wondered about that…….
Tanj purrrred with delight as she sank into the tub. The
ship's head was communal, and comparatively small, but it
did boast an oversized shower, one that could contain
several furrs at one time…. And if you removed certain
sections of the floor, there was a tub, again one that could
hold several at one time. But with the floor up, there was
VERY little room in the head. The Lion knelt behind her,
shampoos at the ready, waiting quietly to wash her hair…….
Hinoki looked down at the figure of the Mare, laying by the
foot of his bed, hands bound loosely behind her back, almost
occupying all the available floorspace in his tiny
compartment. Despite the hard (well, it WAS carpeted) floor
and the chain from her collar to the footboard, she was
sleeping soundly, obviously exhausted. Well, that was to be
understood, she'd had a busy day. A very busy day. As he
watched her breath, Hinoki grinned to himself. It'd been
obvious that she'd had some sexual experiences, but since
she'd come on board, they'd broadened those experiences
significantly, taking her beyond what she'd thought her
limits were. And her training was coming along nicely.
"Oh, she may never be as great a "bottom" as Zassa" Hinoki
thought to himself; "but you can't be a good "top" unless
you know how to be a good "bottom."" "Yes," the Cheetah
thought to himself; "we've had a good start; now lets see if
I can take her the rest of the way to where I think she can
go… to where she WANTS to go….."
The Lion pushed her head down under the water again, his
paws stroking through her long hair, trying to get as much
of the soap as possible out. After a moment or two, he
allowed her to resurface into a shower of water from the
hand-held sprayer. Rising like Venus, Tanj slowly got to
her feet, and the Lion dutifully rinsed the soap off of her
fur, and out of her hair. It was just a short step to the
dryer grid, and while the tub drained, while the cyclone of
hot air swirled around her, Tanj closed her eyes and
reveled in the sensation of the Lion running a brush through
her hair and over her body.
Dahlia's eyes opened to slits as the door to Hinoki's
compartment slid open just a crack. The light in the
corridor had been dimmed, and in the faint light she could
barely make out someone crouching there. Behind her, on the
bed, she could hear the Cheetah's steady breathing; he
hadn't woken up. Yet. "Pssst. Its me. Kath. Just wanted
to make sure you were OK." Dahlia blinked, and then
whispered; "Um, well, I guess….. I mean how "OK" can I be
after having been spanked and chained to some guy's bed?"
Outside the door, Kath giggled quietly; "sounds like fun;
but that's just me…. Listen, I just wanted to thank you for
playing along earlier. I guess it was something I just had
to get out of my system; something that I had to prove to
myself." Dahlia shook her head sleepily; "howzat? Not sure
I follow….." Kath smiled in the near darkness; "Long story;
I'll tell you sometime. Lets just say that I had to
convince myself that…. I had to try and be dominant for a
bit; but they're right. Wanda's right. I really am happier
as a submissive. At least with THIS crowd." Dahlia shook
her head in amazement; "you mean you LIKE being a slave?"
Kath nodded; "well, at least being WANDA's slave. I think
I've had more fun with her than I have in the rest of my
life put together… but don't EVER tell HER that….. Tell me
true; have your experiences since you boarded this ship been
THAT bad? Have you REALLY hated it?" Dahlia opened her
mouth to reply, but behind her, the Cheetah made a snorting
sound and rolled over in bed. When she turned back, she
found the door had been slid closed, Kath retreated. As she
lay there, trying to get back to sleep, Dahlia wondered to
herself if it had really been that bad? Heck, there WERE
parts that had been kinda fun……
It was about an hour later, when an inky pool of blackness
seeped under the door to Hinoki's quarters. The pool paused
for a moment, and then oozed across the floor, advancing on
the helpless Clydesdale Mare……
Tanj smiled and seemed to melt into the covers on her
bed; the Lion sat astride her prone body, working some sort
of scented oils into the fur of her back. It was Heaven.
Purring contentedly, the Cheetah slowly fell asleep, as the
Lion rubbed her the right way……..
Dahlia's eyes went open wide, and she jerked against the
chain holding her to the foot of the Cheetah's bed.
SOMETHING was moving between her thighs…. But her ears told
her that the Cheetah was still softly snoring on his bed!
Looking down, in the dark, she failed to see anything…. And
of course, with her hands bound behind her she couldn't use
them to investigate. Panting she considered screaming as
something softly caressed her sex…. But in the dim light of
the darkened compartment, she couldn't see anything there!
"Gotta be a Nightmare" she thought to herself, as she rolled
onto one side, one knee held up in the air, hoof flat on the
floor. "Gotta b…..Oh, that’s NICE"……. From there her
thoughts became much more jumbled as she faded into an
exhausted, drowsy half-dream state, something very nice
happening between her thighs………
The Lion shook Tanj's shoulder softly; "Mistress…. We're
less than an hour out from Jenka's; you should head up to
the flight deck….. Tanj opened her eyes sleepily and
nodded. Rolling out of bed, she stretched and reached for a
kimono; pulling it on as she padded out the door. "Slave,
fetch me a cup of coffee, and then see to yourself. I want
you to look presentable when we meet Jenka!" Behind her,
the Lion just grinned.
Hinoki heard the alarm go off and groaned. Never enough
sleep. On the floor, a spot of inky black, now somewhat
larger than it had been before, flowed hurriedly down the
leg of the Mare, disappearing into the shadow under the bed.
Sitting up on his bed, Hinoki called for the cabin lights
and then, turning his head, he grinned down at the Mare.
She was sprawled on her back at the foot of his bed, legs
splayed wide, her chest heaving…. And the fur of her crotch
was matted and glistening…… "Find a way to play with
yourself during the night, Slave?" he chuckled. "Come on,
time to get up; you can pleasure yourself later." Untying
the Mare's leash, he tugged, urging her to her feet.
As Dahlia followed the Cheetah down the corridor towards the
Head, she wondered just exactly what HAD happened to her
last night. It had felt like a dream, but if it was, it was
the most erotic, fulfilling dream she'd ever had…….. She
could almost still feel that thick, phantom cock driving in
and out of her…….
"Black Fleet Station, this is the Brethren's "Lost Cause."
We are approaching your outer marker, at 137 mark 73."
"Roger that, Lost Cause; we have you on our screens. 'bout
time you folks got here. You take the long way, or
somethin'?" Tanj scowled at the face on the monitor; how
did they know they were coming at all? How would they know
how long it should have taken us? How could they have a
cloaked ship on their sensors??? "Uh, well, we were in no
hurry, Black Fleet Station. I'll explain to your Mistress
when I see her." "Roger That, Lost Cause. Mistress Jenka
will be waiting for you at docking port 23 on the upper
level. You're Expected. Contact approach control on
334.17. Black Fleet Station Out."
Tanj shook her head to try and bring some order to her
mane of hair, and ran her paws over her kimono, trying to
straighten it, to smooth the wrinkles out as the airlock
cycled. The approach to the station had been routine, the
docking had been smooth, but it seemed the closer they got,
the more nervous Tanj became. Was this REALLY a good
idea? And then the door was opening, and it was too late
for second thoughts.
Jenka smiled as she saw her pet, but it was the one standing
behind her, at the end of her leash that made her eyes
widen; "So you DID bring him!" she purrrred. Tanj smiled
and padded forward to kiss Jenka hello; "Um, yes, I thought
he might amuse you, while he works off his time……" Tanj
mumbled, all the while wondering how Jenka knew that a) she
was coming, and b) that she was bringing the Lion. She MUST
have spies among the Brethren… but who? And how were they
communicating? Forcing her mind back to the here-and-now
Tanj grinned at Jenka and then turned to Hinoki, to hand
him the Lion's leash; "Love, you did such a good job with
him last time; why don't you take the Slave somewhere, and
"prepare" him for Jenka's amusement. Do that voodoo that
you do so well!" With an absolutely feral grin, she looked
into the Lion’s eyes.. "And don’t worry about being gentle.
He’s been with boys before. Me, I think it’s been far too
long since he was reamed."
Behind her, Jenka chuckled; "That’s a good idea; Tanj and
I have some… "business" to attend to first. Shouldn't take
us more than, um, four hours or so. Six at the most. John
here will help you with what you need, and show you where
you can, ah, "set up." Turning, Tanj noticed for the
first time the Stallion standing behind and to one side of
the Pantheress. Like Jenka, he was coal-black, his fur
shiny and well brushed. And he was HUGE. A Morgan, or a
Shire, towering a good head above the Pantheress….. While
he wore a rather standard outfit, there was a thin, almost
symbolic collar around his neck…..
Shifting her gaze to the rest of Tanj's crew, Jenka
smiled; "I've arranged for temporary quarters for the rest
of you. Deck seven, in the VIP section. Again, John will
see to anything you need." Hinoki grinned at the Stallion,
and handing the leash to a surprised Kath, he growled; "Hold
him here; I'll be RIGHT back. Then, taking the Stallion's
elbow, leading him several paces down the corridor, the
grinning Cheetah started to outline just exactly what he
The Lion watched, frowning slightly, hackles rising up.
Granted, Tanj was right.. it had been a very long time
since he’d been required to actively service another male in
any particular form. He didn’t have anything against furs
who enjoyed same sex encounters, but the situation wasn’t
really his cup of tea, so to speak. Still, a deal was a
deal. Tanj had his services for an entire week, and he’d
see it through to the end. Of course, once he was OUT of
this collar.. he’d have to see about exacting some revenge
from both Tanj and Hinoki… After a long moment, he
mumbled to Kath; "I got a bad feeling about this……"
Hinoki ended his conversation with the Stallion, and strode
back, to look up at the lion, standing there resplendent in
his golden fur. His mane had been meticulously oiled and
brushed, the fur fairly glowing with good health. Hinoki
smiled slowly, a lazy, nearly predatorial smile as his eyes
traced the Lion’s strong body.. the thick broad chest.. the
well developed abdomen, and the legs that were to DIE for!
Kath smiled; she KNEW that look; she'd seen it many times
before on Wanda's face. Laughing, she winked at Hinoki,
tossing him the end of a leash that was fastened to the
Hinoki took the leash in his hand and with a surprisingly
deft flick of the leather strap, caused the collar around
the Lion’s neck to tighten briefly. "Oh, I think I know
/JUST/ what will make this little one all good and
submissive again.." He grinned and then chuckled softly. "On
your paws and knees, boy.." Firmly he tugged the leash
downwards, causing the small metal studs on the inside of
the collar to press uncomfortably against the lion’s skin.
These studs weren’t so long as to actually be able to break
said, but MORE than enough to elicit a rather unpleasant
Even Tanj had.. well.. trouble holding her laughter as
the mighty Lion slowly, reluctantly dropped to his paws and
knees. She flat out lost it when Hinoki climbed up on the
Lion’s back and started using the leash as if it were a set
Hinoki tapped his heels against the Lion’s muscular sides..
"Let’s go, boy.. corridor seven, the elevator all the way
The lion did as he was bade. He had a decidedly odd feeling
of déjà vu.. "Now why does this seem familiar.." He couldn’t
quite place it, but this seemed eerily familiar..
Hinoki grinned as he perched atop the lion, legs wrapped
around the powerful waist and holding himself upright. He
was /THOROUGHLY/ enjoying this, for the Lion truly was a
work of art. Hinoki started exploring his new toy.. running
his paws along the spine from neck to tailbase, and allowed
his paws to come to rest on those soft, yet muscular cheeks
that would soon be well parted and used. Hinoki was
bisexual to be sure.. his background rather demanded it,
actually. Even if that hadn’t been the case, his escapades
with Tanj gave ample proof of that. But it was so rare
that he found a male that either was interested in him, or
that could be cajoled into a warm evening’s interlude.
And now that had changed, and much to his pleasure. The Lion
was such a cutie.. warm of heart, with soft eyes that could
make just about anyone melt. His purr was deep and
resonating.. and he also seemed so straight that Hinoki was
nearly certain that if the lion tried hard enough, that he
could shoot a laser beam out of his ass. Now that he’d been
given to him for the evening, however.. He’d be able to take
up some unfinished business. He grinned.. and decided that
now was as good a time as any to start.
Turning back to Tanj, Jenka smiled and offered her arm;
"I do believe you have LOTS of juicy gossip to tell me,
about events on Elysium. My staff is assembled, and can't
WAIT to hear what you have to tell us!" Tanj blinked and
then smiled; taking the Pantheress' arm, she winked at her
crew, and with a final glance at the departing Hinoki and
his steed, turned to head off down the corridor.
John watched his Mistress depart with the Cheetah fem and
smiled; he'd heard so much about the legendary Tanj…..
Turning back to the others, he nodded; "if you'll follow me,
I'll show you to your quarters. With an openly appraising
stare at the nude Clydesdale Mare he turned to lead the way.
Hinoki opened up the backpack toybag that he’d slung over
his shoulder and rummaged around for a bit. He chuckled,
finding the superslick lube that had always been his
favorite. It didn’t MATTER how tight the male was. Once this
stuff was applied, penetration was virtually guaranteed. It
also had the rather unique property of being……
The lion flinched /HARD/ when he felt Hinoki spread his
asscheeks and pour what HAD to be liquid nitrogen across his
anus. "YieaaaHHHH!!! Damnit, that’s COLD!" The expletive
he'd let slip didn’t really help his situation.. in fact,
the Lion thought it had probably made it worse, and sighed.
Shaking his head, the Lion thought that deep down, he really
wasn’t cut out to be a slave.. It'd been too long since he'd
truly been owned, since his Mistress had been murdered.
Since then, he’d been in control of everything, in control
for so long that it was hard to let it go again. Still, he
supposed he could see the allure that the mode had for both
Hinoki and Tanj.. It even held appeal to HIM. Being able
to set all cares and duties aside, and simply /BE/.. the
very concept was both alien and attractive……..
This thoughtful reverie was interrupted by a sharp spank on
his right buttcheek that was really quite powerful! He
yelped a bit in surprise, and was rewarded by six more in
rapid succession, alternating cheeks. Gritting his teeth,
the Lion resolved to get past this.. but oh, he’d REMEMBER!
Dahlia watched the fabric move over the Morgan's muscles.
He had to be one of the handsomest pieces of horseflesh
she'd seen in a LONG time, and somewhere, in some deep dark
recess of her mind, something stirred. But as she walked,
she wondered. What WAS Hinoki going to do to the Lion? She
hoped it wouldn't be too bad…….
Hinoki thrilled at the expletives and the flinching.. it
was balm to his soul. A part of him long buried began to
stir and awaken, restoring to him a measure of what he’d
once set aside. He reached back into the toybag and withdrew
a slender inflatable buttplug that had been designed with
both a vibrator and small rubber studs along it’s surface.
He pried the lion’s cheeks apart again and with little
ceremony, slid the device deep into the Lion’s bowels until
it locked into place with a soft squelching sound of lube.
True to form, the lion’s cheeks flexed as hard as they
always did, sending soft ripples along his furry behind and
legs. He chuckled softly and slowly started squeezing the
bulb in long, drawn out motions. He deliberately made as
much noise as he could when he squeezed the bulb so as to
let the lion anticipate and perhaps react prematurely to the
gradually swelling plug. Oh, he knew what the Lion was
feeling.. the slender intruder gradually swelling.. causing
that characteristic shiver down the other feline’s spine.
Slowly.. relentlessly, with each squeeze of the bulb, more
air was forced into the device which grew and grew…….
Soon the lion began to squirm as he crawled. That thing that
Hinoki had shoved up his ass felt as if it were as big as a
softball, and growing. It was really quite uncomfortable..
he hadn’t liked it when it was done to him in the Academy,
and he'd never had developed much of an anal fetish.. at
least as a bottom. He gasped as Hinoki kept pumping, and the
thing hit his prostate just so.. Despite his lack of
appreciation for being on the receiving end of anal play, he
still felt warmth grow in his sheath as blood rushed to
start to fill out his cock. It was as if Hinoki KNEW that
would happen, for a mere second later, the cheetah’s paw
wrapped around his emerging shaft and began to stroke in
slow, languorous passes up and down.. How the /HELL/ does
Hinoki know how he likes to be stroked? Even Tanj didn’t
know that… she was usually too busy using her muzzle or her
patented ‘inner hand’ on him……
Tanj smiled at the furrs around the conference table; she
knew most of them, from her dealings with the Black Fleet,
and she was pleased to see that they were all looking at her
attentively. "I know that for most of you, the conflict on
Elysium is a side-show, but because of the possibility of
"Imperial Complications" the Brethren have been keeping a
close watch on the sector as well. And we've turned up a
few things that should interest you. Lets start with some
events we've picked up on, over on T'lass……..
Hinoki chuckled softly as his ride made it into the
elevator. He reached up and tapped the key for the
recreation complex, as per the Stallion's instructions,
sliding off of the Lion’s back. He knew what he wanted to
do.. so he hit every button on the elevator.. all 20 between
the level they were on, and the level they were going to…..
He grinned and sat down on the floor of the elevator,
spreading his legs widely. With his tail, he beckoned the
lion over. It was quite a sight to see the lion hesitate,
then slowly start to crawl over. His sheath started to swell
the closer the lion got. Hinoki was better built than most
thought. his cock fully 7" long by 2" wide at the widest
point. The lion’s eyes widened as Hinoki fully emerged from
his sheath, and balked…….
Tugging on the leash brought the lion’s head down between
Hinoki’s thighs. Oh, it felt good.. the warm breath over his
hard cock.. feeling the lion’s body heat practically
radiating from him! Still the lion didn’t move to do what he
/knew/ he should’ve.. Hinoki had been hoping for that! He
grinned widely and YANKED on the lion’s leash. The metallic
studs pressed painfully into his neck and forced him to
lunge forward. Closing his eyes and yelping with surprise,
the lion wound up choking as Hinoki’s shaft wound up buried
down his muzzle to the base! He tried to lift his head off,
but Hinoki had already prevented this by tying the leash to
a conveniently placed cargo bolt. "How the HELL did he know
how to manipulate a leash and collar like this?" the Lion
thought to himself; "This cheetah is going to have a good,
long, debriefing session after all was done…." But in the
meantime, he had a cock to suck. Hinoki had wrapped his
thighs about his neck, so the lion had to struggle to
restrain his gag reflex since he couldn’t back away. He
closed his eyes and concentrated, managing to suppress it
just enough so that his jaws didn’t reflexively close and
remove part of the cheetah’s anatomy.
Hinoki grinned and leaned his head back, beginning to roll
his hips gently forward and back. He could feel the lion
straining to tug back, but the leash as well as his legs
kept him in place. The sensation of the lion swallowing
convulsively was incredible.. goading him into using the
warm muzzle even more urgently. He panted, and chuckled
despite his arousal when the elevator doors opened at the
next floor. Hinoki grinned lewdly at the shocked onlookers
and scrubbed at the Lion’s ears as he started pumping his
shaft visibly in and out of the Lion’s muzzle. The lion, on
the other hand, had heard the door chimes and redoubled his
efforts to get away. The effect was what Hinoki had intended
to construct.. For to everyone staring on in shocked
fascination, it appeared that the lion was working his cock
over with reckless and lustful abandon. After a fashion,
this was true, but it was also purely unintentional. The
Lion’s thrashings worked along Hinoki’s cock, milking and
massaging despite their intended purpose to expel him.
Tanj grinned at her audience; she knew the briefing was
being recorded, but it still pleased her to see various
furrs taking notes…. "And over on Danforth, the annual
groat crop will be coming in. Almost all of that is
exported, but there's no margin in hitting agricultural
transports. Most of the funds from the sale of the exports
will be transferred to Danforth accounts electronically, but
we've learned that three of the agricultural transports will
be loaded with various goods, on their return to Danforth.
Those will be lucrative targets. Moreover, the current
president of the Danforth Grange will be on one of them with
his family; a lucrative target to be held for ransom. As
the Brethren are more than a little busy in the space around
Elysium, we've decided to pass this one on to you, for the
Hinoki panted, thrusting firmly up into the Lion, feeling
the throat expand to take him and the chest and belly
muscles convulse as they tried to push him back out. The
sensations were exquisite.. the way the Lion writhed and
moved! It was everything he’d hoped it would be, and so much
more. The doors closed, and Hinoki renewed his humping..
slow strokes to start, but gradually building speed. A few
moments later, the doors opened again, and this time an
even dozen male furs got on, wearing nothing but smiles.
Hinoki groaned and waved in greeting, his own balls feeling
very, very tight. But he had to hold off.. the fun had not
yet begun! The lion abruptly found 11 pairs of paws on his
body.. rubbing, scritching, stroking.. everything that
possibly could be considered moderately teasing. His nipples
were licked, bitten, twisted, tugged, tickled.. his balls
were fondled, squeezed, kneaded, and suckled upon. Some
enterprising fur found the air outlet on his inflatble
buttplug and released it. Even with Hinoki’s cock down his
throat he managed a sigh of relief.. that thing had been
But the pleasant sense of emptiness wasn’t all that long
lasting. The moment the buttplug had been removed, his
cheeks were pried apart and another thick cock shoved DEEP
into him! He flinched with surprise, but he was quickly held
down by the eleven furs watching. His paws were spread, and
he was lowered to the ground, where by sheer force of
numbers he remained. His arms and legs were held down.. a
fur was laying atop him, thrusting a thick shaft in and out
of his ass hard enough to make him grunt with the force of
it, and Hinoki had started to pound into his throat like a
Hinoki mewwled as he slammed up and down, furry body
trembling as his balls tightened.. then began shooting thick
streamers of cum down his captive’s throat! The lion made
the most exquisite surprised choking noises, and began to
struggle all the harder. Hinoki squeezed the lion with his
legs, occupying his head while the other furs strained to
keep the rest of him still. The liger that had mouted the
lion began to pound into him, really working him out! The
lion rapidly lost strength (and breath!) as he was fucked
and held against his will and despite what he could do about
The lion began to get dizzy after the liger had came in his
ass and been replaced by another.. and then another. His
head swam with the powerful sensations welling up inside of
him, and with a strangled cry, he lost consciousness..
"And in three provinces on Elysium, the Reds faction
continues to gain strength. We'd projected their collapse,
after their leader was killed by government troops, but in
light of their resurgence, we have to wonder if perhaps
Trotskie's death wasn't part of a "hostile takeover" by an
as-of-yet unidentified faction of the Reds……" As Tanj
spoke, she realized that she was loosing her audience. Most
of the Black Fleet just didn't care what happened on
Elysium, and that wasn't really surprising; they were just
too remote. Still, she'd made an arrangement to share ALL
her intelligence with them, and would share it whether they
were interested or not……
Conciousness returned slowly. The Lion found himself weak
as a kitten, being dragged by Hinoki, the Liger, and two
other large feline types. His ass burned, and he could feel
the seed leaking from him, dripping down in a slow but
steady stream from his well dilated hole. He tried to move,
but managed only to feebly flop his right paw about a
little. Hell, he could barely even lift his head enough to
look at what he was being dragged to. Finally managing to
focus his eyes, he wished to the powers that be, that he
hadn’t been able to! He found himself being carried towards
a chrome plated monstrosity.. long spidery legs dangling
down from the ceiling.. a medical style table, arms and legs
akimbo., and /VERY/ thick looking probes!
"Now the death of Lord Xylex, on Elysium, is interesting.
Supposedly the Government had proof positive that the body
in the burned-out vehicle was Lord Xylex, but there are some
interesting discrepancies in his finances….." As she spoke,
she could see renewed interest in her audience. If money
was missing, possibly to be claimed, or expropriated, they
were interested. "As you know, we'd been holding Lord
Xylex's daughter, Wanda, "hostage" for his good behavior.
Obviously her use as a hostage is now nil. Never the less,
I've been looking into her "inheritance" and it seems as if
only those eminently traceable assets remain in Xylex's
estate. The Black Fleet has some very clever accountants,
and I'd like to enlist their aid in searching for any off-
planet assets that Xylex might have…. For a suitable
finder's fee, of course." Tanj chuckled to herself as at
the far end of the table, three furrs put their heads
together for a moment in a hurried whispered conference.
After a moment, one of them looked at Jenka for final
approval, and then, looking straight at Tanj, nodded.
"Very well, Gentlefurrs, if there are no questions, that’s
all I have for you in this briefing." Tanj purrred.
The lion looked at Hinoki with absolute and total surprise
in his eyes! He knew now.. he /KNEW/ how Hinoki had known
how to use a leash with such finesse.. how the Cheetah had
known how he liked to be stroked.. This chrome monstrosity
was something he’d encountered before.. at the Academy! It
had been the hallmark of a certain instructor there…….
Hinoki and the others deftly moved the Lion onto the table,
and tied him face down with restraints at ankles, wrists,
and one about his waist. Taking great care, Hinoki
maneuvered the Lion’s head into a restraining brace as the
other felines padded away. Purrring softly, Hinoki
ratcheted the brace up six notches, making the Lion’s muzzle
be in a direct line with his throat. The lion’s jaws were
then forced open and held there.. as a rather sizeable
chromed dildo lowered itself from one of the spidery limbs!
Jenka smiled at Tanj as the conference broke up; "The
information about the stranded Imperial Cruiser was very
good; I'm impressed at how you put together their situation
from the intercepts. I'll see that a raiding party is
dispatched before they get their drive back on line. With
one less Imperial warship in this sector, we'll be able to
breathe easier for a while." Tanj smiled; "Oh, come on!
If they're so incompetent as to let their ship break down
light years from help, they certainly can't be giving you
THAT much trouble!" Jenka just smiled; "you have a point.
If we destroy them, the Imperials might just send a
replacement that knows what they're doing. Perhaps instead,
the raiders will just hit the rescue party…… In any event,
I have things to do. Why don't you go settle into your
suite, and then we'll meet for a light lunch. Afterwards,
you can check on your slave. I'll meet you in the
residential section as soon as I can." Tanj smiled and
nodded, and turned to go find her assigned quarters.
From experience, the lion knew what was to happen next.. and
he wasn’t disappointed. The table under his groin dropped
away, allowing free access to his cock, just as the dildo
slid into his muzzle and squirted something against the back
of his throat. It began to feel a bit numb which was good,
as it suppressed his gag reflex. This in turn was a good
thing, as that chromed dildo was pressed forward by that
mechanical arm further and further back.. inching it’s way
down his throat all the way to the entrance to his stomach!
At the other end of the table, a flexible dildo pressed
itself to his still dripping entrance. He felt it.. oh GODS
how he felt it as it slid into him, wriggling deeper..
extending thousands of small tendrils that whirled about
inside his rear.. caressing.. tickling.. It was all he could
STAND as both that and the dildo down his throat began to
vibrate and slide in and out.. Then the cheetah slid under
the table and deep-throated his cock…..
Tanj still couldn't get over the suite Jenka had assigned
her. It was suitable for a visiting prince, spacious, and
well appointed. Jenka had met her there, and they'd shared
a light lunch brought in by some of her staff. The huge bed
was tempting, especially with Jenka present, but first…. "I
think I'd better go see what Hinoki's set up for us…. I've
left my new slave with him for quite a while now, don't you
think? Jenka just chuckled and nodded; "Let me go check on
something, and I'll meet you there."
Hinoki was feeling more than a little smug as he waited
outside the ‘recovery’ room. The lion had lasted a good long
time, and was simply exhausted after the Cheetah had managed
to drag out seven orgasms from the poor boy. He chuckled
when Tanj rounded the bend. He already had a lot to
answer for.. he knew the Lion had remembered almost
everything. He also knew he had the paperwork in line to
back up everything, so he /THOUGHT/ he could remain safe.
Even if he couldn’t, he still had an escape route planned
and furs ready to assist him in escaping. Reasonably
confident, he grinned and nodded to Tanj. "He’s a bit
tired, a bit sore, and filled with enough cum he’ll be
leaking for a week, Tanj. You might want to consider
putting him back in diapers for a while, until he drains
enough not to make such a mess.." Hinoki chuckled and slid
his arms around the cheetah female, and let his paws slide
under her kimono to grasp her tight ass and knead her.
"Thanks for letting me play with your toy.." He kissed her,
winked, then started to walk away.. rapidly.
Tanj blinked in curiosity at the departing Cheetah, and
then turned, opened the door, and stepped inside. The door
closed, but not before Hinoki could hear the shriek of
surprise tinged with more than a bit of outrage.. Hinoki
had shaved and dyed the lion in such a fashion that he
looked like a white poodle! Poofy tailtip.. frills around
his ankles and wrists.. and the majority of his mane had
been styled to look like a puffball!
The Lion was kneeling, paws cuffed behind his back, his
leash hooked to a stanchion on the wall. A pink ball gag
filled his mouth, matching his collar, cuffs and leash.
Tanj padded around him, staring, her mouth hanging open.
She was still staring when the door slammed open and Jenka
charged in; "They told me you were screa…….. Wha?" Tanj
looked up at the Pantheress, fangs bared; "Hinoki. He's the
culprit….." Before she could finish whatever she was going
to say, the Lion started making urgent sounds into his gag.
Tanj frowned, and after a moment of indecision, reached
up to undo his gag; the Lion worked his jaw for a moment
and then growled; "Mistress, we may have bigger problems
than… this. I think we might have a serious security
Tanj looked down into the Lion's face; "what do you
mean?" The Lion smiled wryly; "when I was at the "academy"
there was an instructor there, that had a certain
reputation….. He liked to trick students, especially male
students, into earning a punishment, a punishment that he
would personally deliver…. This punishment involved a
rather unusual machine. A machine identical to one I
believe he had Jenka's folks build, to his specifications.
One of the problems is that he preferred to keep his…
"victims" blindfolded; seldom did anyone get a good look at
him…. But he was known to be a male Cheetah……" Tanj
looked at Jenka, who shrugged; "John hasn't told me exactly
what Hinoki asked of him, but it'll be easy enough to find
out." The Lion nodded; "I know my statement sounds a little
thin. There were an awful lot of furrs "acquainted" with
that machine.. And any one of them… of us… would know enough
about it to have it duplicated…. but there are mannerisms
that he exhibited, mannerisms that match my experience…..
both then, and now."
Tanj Hmmmed; "Hinoki's been with the Brethren for quite a
while now, and there are NO indications that he's someone's
agent." The Lion nodded; "true; but if he was an instructor
with the Academy, well, you know how closely tied to the
Elysium government they are…. Without the current
government there, the Academy probably wouldn’t survive as
an institution, let alone a profit making business… and if
the Rebels come to power, most of the staff there would
probably find themselves in jail, or worse…… They’ve got a
vested interest in the status-quo. If the Elysium forces
were to try and place a sleeper with us, this might just be
the route they'd take. Its just too much of a coincidence.
I think this is something that should be checked out. And
checked out SOON." Tanj nodded; "perhaps so. First,
lets see what John has to say, and then lets get a look at
this machine. I'll send some messages, requesting a check
of the Academy records, for the time period you were there,
seeking information on male Cheetah instructors….. I assume
you've got some thoughts as to just how we might "talk" to
him about this?" The Lion just grinned and nodded.
As they walked down the hall towards the room Hinoki's
"Machine" was in, Tanj looked up at the Lion; "I see you
now have hair where you didn't have it before; the puffballs
at wrists and ankles. How'd he manage that? Is it fake?"
The Lion shook his head; "he had some sort of cream he
rubbed on me there, and then he used some sort of hand-
held…. "light" to promote hair growth…. I don't think it was
ultraviolet, but it was something like that. I can only
trust it didn't give off some sort of hazardous radiation.
And then, of course, he spent quite a bit of time with some
sort of styling gel to get all the hair to frizz up, and
even more time with rather mundane clippers. He used some
sort of a spray to bleach me white…" Tanj grumbled; "He
certainly went to a lot of trouble to get you looking like
that….." Jenka chuckled; "Oh, come on, its not THAT bad; in
fact, I think it looks kinda cute!" Tanj smiled and
nodded; turning and walking backwards for a moment, she
grinned, staring at the Lion's crotch; usually his groin was
as hairy as his mane, his sheath and balls almost completely
hidden by the thick hair; now he'd been shaved SMOOTH….
"Oh, I admit it has certain… "attractions"….. but I'm STILL
not sure its an improvement. Maybe, just maybe, I could get
used to it." As the Lion made a sour face, Jenka just
Zassa strolled down the corridor, enjoying being somewhere
DIFFERENT. It wasn't that there was anything wrong with the
Brethren's asteroid base; the place sported as many
amenities as most resorts she knew… it was just that she'd
been "inside" so long… It was refreshing to get out
somewhere where she didn't know exactly what laid around the
next corner… and rounding the corner she found an amazing
sight. Tanj, and Jenka were walking down the corridor,
leading what at first glance looked like a giant white
poodle.… blinking hard, Zassa took another look, and her jaw
fell open… The "poodle" had a distinctly feline face….. and
then it hit her; it was Tanj's Lion!\
The Lion let out a low, and rather menacing growl as the
Vixen rounded the corner ahead of them, took one look, and
dissolved into gales of laughter. Tanj jerked his lead,
growling in return; " None of that. If you have to suffer,
you will suffer in silence, like a good slave. Besides,
look at the bright side; no one here will EVER recognize you
Zassa leaned against a wall, and tried hard to catch her
breath; she couldn't BELIEVE what they'd done to him!.
Turning, heading back the way she came, she almost dashed
for the quarters she'd been assigned. She just HAD to find
her camera, before they undid what they'd done to him.
EVERYONE back home would want to get a look at THIS!
Tanj frowned; "so this is the horrible machine from the
Academy? It looks like a rather standard examining table…..
what's it supposed to do?" The Lion sighed; "the control
panel is over there at the wall; I believe he had it set up
for a pre-planned sequence. First he had me bound face down
on the table, then he activated it, and……" Jenka, standing
behind the Lion, purrrred; "Oh, I think you should SHOW us
what he did; after all, I suspect words could not possibly
describe it correctly….." The Lion turned and gave Jenka a
look, and then bowed his head; "Yes, Mistress…." With an
audible sigh, he stepped over to the table, and laid down,
paws and ankles near the waiting restraints. Tanj and
Jenka strapped him down tight, and then Jenka stepped over
to the keypad. After examining it for a moment, she pushed
a button, and stood back to watch…..
Tanj gasped as the chromed dildo rose, and presented
itself to the Lion's mouth; he'd barely had time to part his
lips before it was thrusting forward. Then a portion of the
table descended and folded aside with mechanical smoothness,
exposing the Lion's body from navel to knees. Even Jenka
gasped as the second arm arose, the dong at its tip questing
for the Lion's asshole…. It was obvious when the two dongs
started to vibrate by the Lion's reaction. Tanj smiled
and then winked at Jenka; slipping under the table, she
found a comfortable position, and gave the Lion's growing
erection a gentle lick; "Did he do this to you?" The grunt
from the Lion could have been a response, or it could have
been in response to something the rather active dong sliding
in and out of his ass had done. Chuckling, Tanj
proceeded, unknowingly, to mimic what Hinoki had done
before, sliding the Lion's thick cock into her mouth…….
Tanj snuggled with Jenka in the middle of her huge bed.
The Lion, chained to the foot of the bed, snored softly.
Between Jenka, and Tanj, and the Machine, they'd really
wrung him out…. It had been Jenka that observed that if you
were to crouch on all fours, it might be possible to back up
to his cock, as if he were taking her from behind….. The
table he was tied to tilted, and with a little creative
alteration of Hinoki's program, they'd set it up so that
they could have him in that manner. Of course, it being
Jenka's idea, she just had to try it first….. and while she
was there, crouched on all fours, impaled on the Lion's
cock, it was Tanj who found that she could alter the
programming for the dong moving in the Lion's ass, making it
move in short, sharp jerks, causing him to buck his hips
into the Pantheress below him. This seemed to delight Jenka
so much that she just insisted that Tanj try it…. There
was no question, that by the time they were done with him,
the Lion had a very sore ass…… Now, after further
satisfying each other, with tongues and caresses, Tanj
found that she couldn't sleep. She should have been, well,
if not as exhausted as the Lion, still plenty tired enough.
But the questions about Hinoki kept running through her
mind. Could he have been a plant? An agent? A sleeper
actually loyal to Elysium, just waiting for the order to
strike? She couldn't believe it, but then, she trusted the
Lion's judgement, and if he said he recognized the Cheetah
from when he was a slave in training in the Academy,
Zarkoff straightened his tie and forcing a smile, approached
the security checkpoint. Things all across the planet had
been quiet, the fighting hitting one of those inexplicable
lulls that happens, even in the most dire of situations. It
was a good time to attempt this mission; everyone seemed to
have relaxed for a bit, and his I.D. wouldn't stand too
close a scrutiny. His real advantage lay in the security
codes and passwords Comrade Xyloff had given him. How the
Wolverine had come by those codes was beyond him, but with
them, he could create incredible mischief. If he did his
job right, he would not only hurt the Elysium government,
but more importantly, he would boost the morale of the Reds.
If he pulled this off right, even more recruits would flock
to the cause. The Guard at the check-point yawned, breaking
his reverie, and giving his I.D. badge a cursory glance
waved him forward… and then he was through the metal-and-
explosives detector, headded down a nondescript corridor.
His first stop was the supply section…..
Tanj lifted her head sleepily as the door chimed again.
Smiling down at the still sleeping Jenka, she softly pulled
a sheet over her, to preserve her modesty, and looking at
the door, she growled "come." As the door slid aside,
Tanj smiled at the food cart, pushed into the room by the
Stallion. What was his name? John? "Pardon me, Mistress"
the Stallion said; "There have been a few responses to our
inquires that I thought you might be interested to hear….
And Mistress Jenka is needed in Operations. Tanj nodded,
and yawned again; "so what's for Breakfast?" Behind her,
Jenka purrred sleepily; "Him, if you want him."
Zarkoff nodded; as he'd been told, Lab 203 was empty.
Putting down the box he'd gotten from supply, the rabbit
turned to get to work. The laboratory glassware didn't need
modification, which was good; while he was a more than
competent chemist, he'd always had trouble with the
glassblowing courses. Chemists frequently had to adapt, or
make their own laboratory apparatus, and glassblowing was a
standard part of the trade; but he'd always been impatient.
Glass at a temperature just below the softening point looked
like glass at room temperature, and he'd always made the
mistake of picking up something that just wasn't cool yet.
In the process he'd usually burned himself quite badly, and
in the process, dropped whatever it was he had been making,
forcing him to start the cycle all over again. What he was
seeking to prepare required complex chemical reactions, but
the apparatus was fairly simple. Turning on the fume hood,
the Rabbit started to set up his apparatus.
Tanj smiled; "That might be nice… but don't you think
he's a little… "big," even for me? Jenka laughed; "Oh, I
don't know; it might be a "stretch" goal, but one I think
you'd be capable of…. But maybe later. John, why don't you
serve what you've brought and tell us the news." The
Stallion nodded, his face impassive; "Yes, Mistress." As he
started sliding some sort of breakfast quiche from a pan
onto two plates, he spoke; "First, there was a message for
Mistress Tanj; her agent on Elysium has reported that in
the time frame mentioned there was only one male Cheetah
instructor at the academy. His retinal pattern and the
pattern of whiskers were attached. Other details are
sketchy; apparently there was some hint of a scandal
attached to him. He departed their employ suddenly. From
there it is not known what happened to him." Tanj
smiled, as she sampled the quiche; it was good, quite good….
As was the information. However her agents always sent
encrypted messages… how had Jenka's folks decoded it?
Perhaps it was time to change codes again……" "Second" the
Stallion continued, as he poured the juice, "our accountants
have uncovered six different off-world accounts in the name
of Lord Xylex, of Elysium. There may be more, but these
were not secret or numbered accounts. All were closed just
shortly before his reported death." Tanj grinned at
Jenka; "I KNEW the bastard wasn't dead! There'd be no
reason to close those accounts, unless he was faking his own
death!" "Or" the Pantheress smiled, "he was being
blackmailed. Or planning something big, something that
needed all his resources…" Tanj waved a paw dismissively
and swallowed; "No, he didn't take kindly to blackmail;
believe me, I've tried. I can't see that being likely. And
if he was up to something that big, I think I would have
gotten hints. No, faking his own death seems most likely to
me; the only question is; WHY?"
The Lion sighed as the Stallion poured cereal and milk into
a bowl labeled "Fido" and set it in front of him. Before he
could stick his muzzle into it, though, the Horse started
slicing strawberries on top of the cereal. Catching the
Lion's eye, the Stallion winked.
Jenka crawled to the edge of the bed, to look down; the Lion
was on his knees, his paws still cuffed behind his back; his
muzzle was stuck in the bowl of cereal, and he was making
quite a mess, apparently trying to get the last strawberry
floating in the milk. "Good Lord! Does he always make
sounds like that while eating?" Tanj laughed and shook
her head; "no, but then I've never seen him eat from a bowl
on the floor either." Jenka nodded primly; "I think this
slave needs some training in Breakfast ettiquite……."
Tanj just laughed.
The Rabbit wiped his brow with the back of his paw. It had
taken him almost five hours of nonstop work, and he'd had a
real tense moment when the pH meter had flickered and died…
but thankfully it had been just after the most critical
stage in the synthesis, and he'd had the forethought to get
a backup from supply. Now he was done. The liquid in the
glass flask looked like water. It was hard to imagine that
it was one of the most dangerous, most forbidden substances
known to the Empire, a compound so secret that he'd never
heard of it, even though he'd TAUGHT biochemistry.
Wondering again where Comrade Xyloff had heard of it, he
carefully pulled on a second pair of rubber gloves, and
using extreme care, working in the glove box, he loaded the
Jenka zipped up her jumpsuit, and smiled at Tanj; "I've
got to go check in at Ops, and then I've a few other errands
to run. Should take me about four hours, I suspect."
Tanj nodded, sprawled on the bed like an adolescent's wet
dream; "I think I'll amuse myself here for a bit, and then I
think my slave and I will attend to certain e-mail chores.
What say we meet after lunch for some play?" Jenka smiled;
"you know the block of rooms I've set aside in the
recreation complex; I'll find you there as soon as I get
done….." As the door closed behind the Pantheress, Tanj
crawled to the foot of the bed, to look down at her Lion;
"tell you what; before we get down to "business," what say
you show me how well your tongue's healed." The Lion
grinned up at her, and in one smooth surge leapt for the
bed. Tanj giggled, an "EEP!" of mock horror escaping her
lips. If it wasn't for the chain, the Lion would have
landed on top of her, but being jerked up short, he fell to
the bed, which protested with a groan. Tanj giggled, and
scooted down just a mite; it'd worked out almost perfectly,
the Lion's muzzle now pressed hard against her crotch……
The Guard looked up from his magazine as Zarkoff approached;
"Can I help you, ah, Dr. Zarkoff?" The Rabbit smiled and
shrugged; "It’s a little hot in my lab; I thought I'd come
down and see if the dampers on the air conditioning system
were functioning correctly. The guard, an elderly Rat shook
his head; "I haven't heard anything about any problems, but
I can't let you go down there. For some reason they think
it’s a security area." Zarkoff chuckled and nodded; " can
see why." Bringing his paw out from behind his back he shot
the security guard in the face with the water pistol.
For a moment, the guard panicked; was the liquid he'd been
sprayed with acid? No, it didn't seem to hurt, although his
eyes watered a bit. For an instant he thought about rising,
to yell at the crazy Rabbit. Then he thought perhaps the
Rabbit was up to no good, and he should sound the alert.
Waffling between the two courses of action the Rat sat
there, and trapped in indecision, did nothing. After a
moment, Zarkoff lowered the gas mask from his face and
nodded; it actually worked just as Comrade Xyloff had said.
A compound that interfered with the brain's ability to make
a decision. The guard, now helpless as a baby, merely sat
there, unable to decide what to do to stop the Rabbit as he
strode past him……
The staff in the communications center kept staring at the
Lion, who looked like an eight foot tall Poodle, with most
of them giggling, as he tried to work through his e-mail.
Seated nearby, going through her own messages from her field
agents, or from the Brethren, Tanj watched the Lion do a
slow burn. So far, he hadn't actually SAID anything, or
made any rude gestures, but she could tell by the set of his
ears, and the way he held his tail that he was pissed. On
the other hand, she couldn't blame the crew in the
communications center… he WAS a sight!
Zarkoff looked at the main air mover for the building's
ventilation system. It had all sorts of filters and
scrubbers on its inlet, designed to make sure that anything
accidentally released in the research lab wouldn't be spread
through the building. But the removal of a simple
inspection hatch had foiled all that technology. Making
sure that his gas mask was seated firmly on his muzzle, the
gloves still intact and uncompromised, the rabbit reached
through the hatch and quietly poured the contents of the
flask into the ductwork.
All through the building, furrs of all sorts slowly stopped
moving. Each just couldn't decide what to do next. In one
lab, a fire started, spreading slowly. The furrs inside
couldn't decide whether to grab the fire extinguisher
mounted nearby, sound the fire alarm, or flee. And as a
result, as the fire slowly spread, they perished. Automatic
systems reported the fire to the local authorities, and the
emergency crews responding fell prey to the same toxin. As
a fireman, in a full environmental suit pushed into the
building, wondering what had happened to his comrades, he
blinked in confusion at the Rabbit standing at an
intersection, a gas mask on his muzzle. Shrugging, he
followed the fire hoses seeking his comrades.
Zarkoff's eyes were wide with panic; he'd suddenly found
himself not being able to decide between taking the elevator
or the stairs. And in the back of his mind, the same
thought played over and over; Xyloff, that bastard, had
never told him that even in gaseous phase, that it could
still be absorbed through the skin!
Zassa grinned, and snapped another picture, slowly walking
around the Lion. "Um, Zassa, Dear, lets not try his
patience too much…." Tanj whispered. Zassa nodded and
snapping a final picture of the Lion, from behind, slipped
the camera into the thigh pocket of the slacks she was
wearing; "all done. Just a few momentos of the trip. Now,
what was it you wanted me to do?" Tanj grinned; "we're
planning a little surprise for Hinoki; we want you to get
that suit of Imperial powered combat armor and move it down
to the recreational level. My, ah, "slave" here won't fit
in it, or I'd have him do it, and I have to go and try and
find a few parts needed to modify it as we want." Zassa
chuckled and nodded; "but you have to let me watch!"
Tanj nodded; "no problem."
Comrade Xyloff smiled and handed the press release to
Comrade Quistling; "See, the regime seeks to turn us all
into zombies. Look at what happened in the laboratory where
they were trying to make the proscribed mind control drug!"
Quistling nodded in eager agreement; "They are most evil,
Comrade! We must let the People know!" "Oh we shall,
Comrade Chairman, we shall!"
Zassa stood before the hulking mass of the Imperial Combat
Armor. "Oh, hell, I've run cargo loaders before; how much
different could THIS be? Opening its clamshell back, she
looked inside, and grinned; "Ah, unisex, I see. Appendages
for male or female… and I suppose I've got to get everything
in the right place or it won't run, either….." Pulling her
clothes off, the Vixen stowed them in an exterior pouch, and
then started squirming into the suit, making sure the waste
elimination catheters were correctly positioned…… after a
few minutes of grunts and groans, she was able to hit the
chin switch that closed the clamshell back.
The Lion watched, nodding in approval as Zassa maneuvered
the armor down the tight corridor. As she passed, the Lion
reached out, to flip open the pouch, and extract Zassa's
slacks. He held them behind his body until Zassa had turned
the corner; then, with a grin, he extracted the camera from
its pocket, and with a twist of his massive paws, ripped it
asunder. Grinning, he tossed the wreck in a convenient
waste disposal receptacle, and turned to follow Zassa and
her mechanical nightmare.
Wanda looked over the printouts and nodded; "Yeah, that’s
more like what I thought he was worth." Looking up at the
Cheetah, Wanda nodded; "OK, I agree with you; he staged his
own death. So now what? You think he's fled Elysium?"
Tanj just shrugged; "I can't see him doing that, but you
never know…. Think on it. You knew him better than any of
us. If you have any thoughts on what he might be up to, let
me know." The wolverine just nodded, carefully folding the
print-outs and stuffing them into a pocket of her lab coat.
Zassa had just backed the armor into the "playroom", setting
it where Tanj had told her to "park" it, when she saw the
Lion come in through the door, her pants slung casually over
his shoulder. "Zassa, these fell out of the pouch about
half way back to the ship; thought you might need them."
Zassa hmphed to herself; "yeah, right, you bastard, you just
wanted to get your paws on my camera!" After a moment, she
growled, "computer. Start visual recorder." After the beep
that told her it was recording, she twisted her head, her
eyes following the nude form of the Lion as he laid out some
of the parts Tanj had obtained from the pirate base. The
suit's heads up display meticulously recorded what she was
seeing, and what she was seeing was the Lion bending over to
paw through a box of parts….. Chuckling to herself, the
Vixen thought; "there's more than one way to skin a cat……"
Tanj came around the corner of the corridor, her arms
loaded down with parts, wires, cables, and small assemblies.
She was concentrating on hanging onto everything, and didn't
see the Vixen until she almost walked into her. "Oh, Hi
Zassa. Get the suit moved down OK?" The Vixen chuckled;
"Ah, yes and no. One small problem, but nothing I can't
fix. Listen, I've been meaning to talk to you about
something…." Tanj cocked her head to one side, one paw
fumbling at a small box that was starting to slip; "Um,
what's that?" The Vixen grinned; "Well, ah, you KNOW Hinoki
and I were both pleased and honored when you set us both
free…… its just that, well, um, given who we are, and what
we like, and especially WHERE we are….. we thought…. We
wanted to let you know…. Ah…." Tanj grinned; "You didn't
want to miss out on any of the fun you figure Jenka and I
are going to be having? That you still like to play certain
games, even if they're just play, and not "forever?" The
Vixen grinned and nodded her head enthusiastically; "Yeah,
that’s it, I think….." Tanj chuckled; "if you want to
spend some time as a bottom I think I can arrange it. Might
even find someone to cater to your tastes. If you're good."
Zassa all but sighed in relief; "That would be so nice,
Mistress. Let me go do one thing…. Gotta e-mail out a
letter, and then I'll be RIGHT back to help!" Tanj
nodded, and then watched for a moment as the Vixen all but
skipped down the corridor, tossing a data module from paw to
paw. Shaking her head, she turned and headed towards the
The Lion had his head stuck into the open clamshell back of
the suit when Tanj entered. Wires and tubing were
dangling, and small parts littered the floor. Setting down
her load, Tanj elbowed in from the side, and growled;
"Show me what you're doing with the hydraulics, Slave."
Jenka stepped through the door as it slid aside, and stopped
to stare. John, behind her, almost bumped into her, his
eyes also locked on the scene within. The powered armor was
mostly in pieces. Kath, with a curious Wanda looking over
her shoulder, was working on an actuator module. Dahlia,
gagged and bound, was kneeling in one corner. Zassa was
replacing chips in a circuit board, consulting some
scribbled notes as she did so. Tanj was working with an
electopneumatic controller, fiddling with the stroke on some
sort of piston, and the Lion was trying to untangle a mess
of hydraulic tubing. "you realize, mistress, that we're
going to have to run this thing on vegetable oil for this
exercise. It might have a long term impact on seal life."
Tanj just shrugged; "if it does, we rebuild the hydraulic
system; can't be much worse than what we're doing now."
Shaking her head, Jenka padded forward to demand; "What in
the WORLD are you DOING? Of all the things I expected y'all
to be up to, this was NOT it!" The Lion looked up and
grinned; "just a little surprise for Hinoki. We're
modifying his suit; when we get done, it'll be the only
powered armor in the universe that can make Love AND War!"
Jenka nodded; "I’ll let you surprise me, then, with what
you’re up to. However, as you work, I want you to tell me
ALL about your most recent exploits. Tell me of your time
as a Slave on Elysium, Slave! And you’d better leave
Hinoki looked at the Vixen and blinked; "you say Tanj
wants me to do WHAT?" Zassa just grinned and nodded; "she
wants you to demonstrate the powered armor for Jenka.
Jenka's thinking about purchasing a few units for the Black
Fleet, and she wants to see you put it through its paces.
We've got it down on Deck 20, where there's some room for
you to maneuver." The Cheetah male looked a little
skeptical, but after a moment, shrugged; "lead on."
Jenka watched closely as Hinoki palmed the clamshell back of
the armor open, and then pulled off his shorts; "As you can
see, Ma'am, this suit's set up for long term operations. It
can provide water and a nutrient broth through a nipple in
the helmet, and has catheters for waste elimination. Gotta
get nude to put it on….." Jenka grinned, and nodded,
watching the male's lithe form squeeze into the suit.
Hinoki settled himself, wincing at how cold some things were
on sensitive portions of his anatomy and wondering why so
sophisticated a machine couldn’t warm them prior to use.
When he was set, he hit the chin switch to close the armor.
The halves of the armor's back swung in and down, pressing
against him, almost compressing him into the front of the
suit. He heard the door latch with a solid "clunk" and
waited patiently for main power to come up. The "faceplate"
however, remained dark. He could feel a breeze on his left
cheek, so he knew the air circulation system was active, but
the rest of the suit seemed dead. "Something's
malfunctioning" he growled to himself. "Wonderful…… okay…
Urrrr, Computer! System status, powergrids one through
four!"…. The computer remained silent. "Computer? Suit
power status, Immediately!" The only result was more
silence. Growling, he uttered the one command that the
computer HAD to respond to, if there were anything left of
the computer that could respond; "Computer! Emergency
override, code T-Rescue. Blow main seals!" This time, the
computer responded; however, instead of the mechaincal voice
that had been programmed into the system, he heard something
else…. Tanj. And the Lion. Zassa. All in perfect
synchrony, they said; "Hinoki, you've been a bad boy! You
hid your past from us… But now you have revealed it. We'll
ask you why… but not right now. For now, just sit back and
enjoy the …. "softening."
Hinoki was in shock. He sat there in the suit, fur slowly
bristling, hissing in more than a little fear. He wasn't
expecting something like this. He had no way of knowing!
Oh, he'd KNOWN they'd be pissed… but to kill him? Torture
him? Maybe… Maybe he'd misjudged them.. His heartrate shot
through the roof, and he felt the beginnings of a bloody
nose. Tanj's voice came through the speakers and
whispered in that soft and sultry tone he'd adored; "You'll
be quite alive and healthy, Hinoki. I'd not let you come to
harm.. and if you were to be executed, well, I'd be certain
that it was done painlessly…. What happens after we let you
out is up to you…" Struggling, he found his arms and legs
immobilized, as only being encased in tons of armor can do.
He instinctively opened his muzzle to yell out for help,
when the nipple for the water bottle swung out, and shoved
itself into his mouth! For a moment he was too surprised to
move, and then the thing started to expand, blowing up like
a balloon, filling his mouth! The catheter in his rear also
started to swell, lengthening and thickening, forming more
of a plug in his ass than something meant to help him
eliminate waste…… Then the plug in his ass started to
vibrate, a knob extending to jam against his prostate.
Suddenly the section of the suit encasing his groin started
to vibrate, to pulsate, as if it were groping at him.
Squirming was impossible, although he tried. Unseen
fingers… or were they tentacles? Something was moving over
his balls, while other things stroked his sheath…… The
result was a predictable expansion, and as his cock grew
rigid, something in the suit seemed to encase it like a
waiting mouth….. it was warm, and slippery, and seemed to
work at milking him…. It was at the same time terrifying and
SO delicious. Helpless, encased, immobile, within tons of
rigid durasteel, Hinoki moaned as the suit masturbated him.
Then, just as he was approaching his first orgasm, the suit
jabbed him in the left buttock and injected…. Something.
Zassa's voice came back, through the speakers, to purrrr;
"Viagra-20… We want you to enjoy this… Again, and again,
Tanj grinned at the readout. The suit's medical
diagnostics were fully functional, and she knew Hinoki was
all right, although he seemed to have an elevated heartbeat,
and slightly high blood pressure. She made sure the alarms
were properly set to let them know if he got into REAL
trouble, and then set the remote down. Hinoki had a long,
LONG preprogrammed session ahead of him…..
Turning to Jenka, Tanj smiled; "Zassa tells me that she's
in the mood for a little B&D. You know her; she likes a
little pain with her pleasure. Somehow I kinda figure I'll
be busy elsewhere. Do you know someone who might just be of
assistance? The Pantheress smiled and turned to look at
John; "I think I know someone who might do. I've always
thought you and Hinoki looked good together; a matched pair
of Cheetahs. I know a certain Fox who might be interested
in entertaining Zassa. John, why don't you see if Chris is
available. Oh, and there's one other thing I'd like to talk
to you about…." Leading the Stallion through the door, the
Pantheress reached up to grab an ear, pulling the Stallion's
head down so she could whisper in it….. After a moment,
John turned and trotted off.
Dahlia watched the Stallion go, and sighed. That one
certainly did look good….. And the Lion; what in the WORLD
had they DONE to him? He sure did look funny! So far she'd
been NEAR the Lion for an appreciable part of the trip, but
she still hadn't TALKED to him. She was beginning to wonder
if she'd ever get the chance.
Inside the immobile suit of powered armor, Hinoki moaned;
the thing in his ass had been leaking something… lubricant
he thought. Or at least he hoped, as now it was starting to
slide in and out, fucking his ass with mechanical precision.
The devices working over his cock, and his balls hadn't
slowed down either, and he found that he was coming awfully
close to a second orgasm…… and he hadn't even gotten over
the first! His cock was aching and so DAMN hard it stung!
Jenka looked down at the remote readout on the floor; "how
long did you program this thing for?" Tanj grinned; "Oh,
only twelve hours. I want him good and limp for when we
take him out of there. Remember, the goal of this is to get
him to answer some pointed questions. By the time he's done
in there, he should be all set up for what we have in
mind……" Jenka nodded; "hope so. Now, did you have any
plans for the intervening time?" Tanj grinned; "Oh, I
think we can find something to keep ourselves amused. Why
don't I show you just how good my new Slave can be?" Jenka
chuckled; "Love, I think I already know, but don't let THAT
stop you." Tanj nodded, and looked around the room.
"Slave, there are six females in this room. I want you to
lick each of them to a climax. You've got one hour. For
each minute beyond that, that you take, you'll get a lash
from my riding crop. GO!"
The Lion grinned, and turned to POUNCE Zassa, knocking her
to the padded floor. His paws found the waistband of her
slacks, pulling hard. The fabric gave with a ripping noise,
shredded cloth fluttering to the floor behind him. Grabbing
an ankle in each big paw, the lion spread her legs and
lifted them, bending her double, lifting her ass from the
floor to meet his muzzle. He knelt there, holding her fast,
as his tongue drove in and out of her snatch. For her part,
the Vixen howled and shuddered under his assault, the rough
sex seeming to be just what she wanted. As the Lion's teeth
grazed her clitty, she howled, her paws clawing at the
matting. The Lion knew well and good what turned Zassa on,
and pausing, sliding his tongue from her wet sex, he growled
and nipped at one labia, and then the other, and then with a
snarl, his teeth found her clitty, to nip hard! The Vixen
literally exploded, thrashing on the floor as a sudden
climax took possession of her body. When she'd calmed down,
her chest heaving, but her body lying still, the Lion looked
up to grin at Tanj. Tanj just nodded and looked at
her Chrono; "four and a half minutes. Not too bad. Sets
you a little ahead of schedule…." The Lion just nodded and
turned to Kath, making a "come hither" gesture.
Jenka turned to see Chris standing behind her, just inside
the door. The Fox's eyes were wide, locked on the panting
Zassa. Taking a step backwards, the Pantheress whispered;
"That’s what you have to work with. Think you can do
something with her?" Chris blinked and nodded; "Oh, YES
Kath rose and stepped almost shyly over to where the Lion
was kneeling. At his direction, she spread her legs, and
with her paws behind her back, stood there as the Lion
opened his jaws, to work his tongue over her sex. Wanda
watched critically, but Kath behaved, neither making a
sound, nor a move, if you discount her rapidly heaving chest
and harsh breathing as the Lion's tongue flicked over her
sex, and then drove upwards, wrigging within her. It wasn't
until he brought up one finger, to rub at her clitty that
she lost it, her head falling back, and a long, heartfelt
wail escaping her lips, her entire body shaking. The Lion
spent a moment, licking softly, but it was obvious to all
that he'd taken her to a powerful climax. Looking around
the swaying Mink, the Lion grinned at Tanj. "OK, I
guess. Twelve and a half minutes. Two down and forty-seven
and a half minutes to go." The Lion grinned and nodded, and
looked at Wanda, an eyebrow raised.
The Wolverine chuckled and lay back on the padded floor;
"Crawl over here, Slave, and lets see what you can do with
your tongue." Tanj watched as the Lion complied, moving
with his typical heavy grace. As she watched, Tanj
wondered if Wanda was still technically a virgin. To the
best of her knowledge, she'd never taken a male lover… and
yet, in OTHER things, she was far from inexperienced.…….
The Lion seemed to take his cues from the noises Wanda made,
for the Wolverine lass was quite vocal…… It took a few
minutes, but then Wanda groaned and wrapped her legs around
his head, holding him TIGHT. Louder and louder she moaned
until at last her body arched and she screamed with rapture.
The Lion extricated himself as quickly as he could, panting
hard, obviously having had a bit of trouble breathing in
that position. Grinning he looked at Tanj. "Twenty four
minutes; you lost a bit on that one; best not hesitate…."
The Lion grinned and turned to Dahlia….
Dahlia smiled around her gag, and rose a little on her
knees. The Lion took the cue and rolled over on his back,
sliding across the floor to shove his head up into her
crotch, his tongue flashing out pinkly….. Dahlia moaned
into her gag; his tongue felt soooo good, just the way she
remembered it…. The way he teased her first, the tip of his
tongue tracing out the length of her slit, rough on her
labia, and then slowly spreading her, to slither in, rough
on one side, smooth on the other… And he seemd to know all
her special places, the spots where she was most sensitive,
most responsive. As she knelt astride his face, she found
it impossible to stay still, her hips churning as if she
wanted to fuck his tongue….. and then his tongue was
slipping out, to slide forward, to coax back the hood over
her clitty, to stroke her pearl directly. Moaning,
groaning, her body swaying, Dahlia soaked in the feelings,
getting closer and closer…..
John watched the Mare and smiled. She was a pretty one.
And responsive too. If he was good, and with luck, perhaps
Mistress would let him have some time with her.
Dahlia saw the Stallion's eyes on her, and felt a hot flush;
"He’s WATCHING me…. just LOOK at all the people watching!"
she thought to herself. Even when she was a slave, at least
the lights had been out, darkness a concealing cloak……… But
here they could see EVERYTHING! In a moment of shyness and
embarrassment she flushed, and just as if it seemed she
couldn't GET any more embarrassed, she felt her climax
overtake her, and she KNEW it could be worse. MOANING into
her gag, she climaxed hard, horrified that all these
strangers should see her like this!
The Lion purrred and gave the Mare a last nibble, before
sliding out. Panting he licked his face, slick with the
juices of four ladies. Tiredly he looked from Tanj to
Tanj smiled; "Thirty six and a half minutes. Getting
slower and slower!" Tanj was about to insist that Jenka
go next, when the Pantheress smiled; "Take care of your
Mistress next, Slave. I prefer to go last……." Then,
leaning over to whisper in Tanj's ear, Jenka purrred;
"Make him fail; I have something planned….."
The Lion smiled and crawled on his knees over to Tanj; he
took a moment to grin up at her with a knowing look and then
his big paws were pushing her down on her back, his head
shoved between her thighs. His poofy mane tickled her and
she squirmed until his broad, rough tongue dragged itself
over her sex…. And in an instant her resolve crumbled. He
simply knew her too well; he knew what she liked, and what
she loved. Both his paws reached up along her body to cup
her breasts, thumbs and forefingers tweaking her nipples,
tugging on her nipple rings, while his tongue drove deep,
seemingly to the very core of her being. He knew that
certain spot, deep on the front wall of her pussy, that
always made her squirm, and his tonguetip danced over it
repeatedly. Somehow her paws found his now-curly mane, to
twine her fingers in it, holding his head TIGHT to her
crotch. It was more than a being could stand!
Hinoki groaned; somewhere along the line, the plug in his
ass had stopped moving, and had swelled up, locking itself
in his rear. Then, it had slowly admitted what was
initially shockingly cold water. As his bowels filled, as
his middle swelled up from the fluid, the Cheetah found the
suit increasingly tight, found the vibrating fingers at his
balls, at his sheath, at his cock, now slippery with his
cum, pressing against him all the tighter, stroking him all
the more firmly. Unable to do so much as squirm, Hinoki
mewled in distress and pleasure.
Tanj moaned loudly as the Lion tugged on her nipple
rings, twisting them as his tongue swirled and corkscrewed
in and out of her snatch. He was a Maestro, and knew just
how to "play" her. Striving to keep from climaxing, she
started trying to calculate prime numbers, but no matter how
she concentrated, she never seemed to be able to get past
Wanda stroked Kath, snuggling the Mink on her lap, watching
the Lion practice his art with Tanj. Whispering into the
Mink's ear, Wanda purrred; "you're good, Love; very good.
But look at what he's doing to her. Just LOOK at it. I
think we're going to have to get you more practice…… Until
you can make furrs look like that.
Kath listened to what her Mistress said, and nodded
absently. She'd felt the Lion's tongue, and it had been
grand, but from the look on Tanj's face, he hadn't been
seriously trying his best with her…..
Hinoki grunted in unison with the Suit's motions. Water
surged in and out of the plug in his ass, alternatingly
filling him and seemingly sucking him dry, turning him
inside out. And all the while, the fingers stroked his
balls, worked up and down his increasingly sore, and
throbbingly hard cock. He'd lost track of how many times
he'd cum, but from the sticky wet feeling all up and down
his front, it must have been at least a half dozen times.
Periodically the plug in his mouth would discharge what felt
like thick sugar water, in rhythmic pulses reminiscent of
his own discharges, but it was too far back in his mouth to
get a good taste. At least he wasn't getting dehydrated……
Tanj couldn't hold it back any longer; arching her back,
she Howled as her climax broke, ripples of pure pleasure
seeming to spread out from her sodden crotch, to wash over
her entire body. Her claws dug at the Lion's head, tugging
at his mane as his tongue slithered from within her, and he
nipped roughly at her clitty. The sensation only served to
drive her further over the edge, and the compartment rang
with her cries.
Jenka chuckled and nodded; "Better than I'd hoped for, Dear;
he's only got seven minutes left. Now, You, get over here
and lets see if you can keep from earning a punishment!
The Lion groaned to himself. His jaw muscles were aching,
his tongue was sore, and he was tired. He was a mess too.
But he'd be damned if he'd show weakness in front of Jenka.
Forcing a grin, he smiled as brightly as he could and moving
with an apparent energy he felt he certainly didn't have, he
crawled over to where she stood. Kneeling between her feet,
the Lion shoved her skirt up with her nose, and dragged his
tongue softly over her sex.
Jenka smiled, one hand softly fuzzling the Lion's mane. He
was good, she'd give him that. Very good. It would be
sooooo easy to just relax, to let the pleasure wash over
her… but she had OTHER plans, and they demanded that she be
strong. It was only seven minutes…. Certainly she could
resist him for that long…..
Hinoki mewled softly. He felt like the suit was awash in
his juices up to his waist… or maybe that was just sweat.
He was soooo tired, soooo very sore, and it just wouldn't
stop! Now the dong in his ass had sucked all the fluids
from his bowels, had deflated, and was once again pistoning
in and out, in a counterpoint rhythm to the fingers stroking
his cock. As sore and as tired as he was, it was once again
driving him crazy, and he felt himself teetering on the edge
of another orgasm….. but he saw sparks, blackness starting
to form at the periphery of his vision….
The Lion groaned as the buzzer went off. His hour was up.
Jenka was panting, her chest heaving, but that was her only
concession to his licking. Her paw still caressed him
gently, no sign of urgency in her motions. Lazily the
Pantheress looked down, her other paw going to his left ear
even as the paw that caressed his head found his right ear.
Tugging his head up wards, she gazed down at him; "you've
been a VERY naughty slave. You haven't done what your
mistress told you to. You're going to have to be punished
and I have JUST the thing….. Now finish me, before your
punishment gets any worse." The Lion nodded, his nose
stroking up and down over her mons as his tongue sought out
Tanj was still panting, lying on the padded floor, when
Jenka gave a soft, almost inaudible moan, her body
stiffening for a moment. It hadn't taken the Lion hardly
any time at all, once she'd relented, once she'd achieved
her "goal" of making him fail. Tanj smiled as she
watched, wondering what Jenka had in mind……
Zassa rose and padded over to look at the remote readout for
the powered armor. Grinning she turned to whisper to
Tanj; "Hinoki's passed out; should we get him out of
there?" Tanj thought for a moment and then shook her
head no. Taking the remote from the Vixen, her fingers
danced over its keyboard; "I'll set it up so that it'll go
dormant until he reawakens… and then it'll start all over
again. He's OK where he is, and I want to see what Jenka's
got in mind for my Slave." Zassa grinned and nodded.
Jenka put both paws on the Lion's head and "pushed" him away
from her. Panting, straightening her skirt, she took a
moment to recover her breath, before saying; "I suppose that
will do…. Its going to take a while for certain things
needed for your "punishment" to be ready. Just kneel there
like a good slave. In the meantime, I've arranged for
"other" entertainment. Zassa, come here and kneel in front
of me!" Zassa blinked, shot Tanj a look, and then at
Tanj’s nod, grinned. Obediently, the Vixen rose from
where she'd been sitting, padded over to Jenka, and then
kneeled in front of her, as a slave should. Jenka smiled
and ruffled the Vixen's headfur; "I hear that you don't want
to be free of ALL the aspects of being a slave. All right.
For the rest of your stay here, you will belong to Chris.
He will be your Master. The only constraints are that he
has to obey your safeword. If you have to USE your
safeword, he will return you to Tanj, and you will never
see him again, and you will never be treated in such a
manner here, ever again. Do you understand? The Vixen
smiled slightly and nodded her head. Jenka smirked; "here's
your safeword; as you're most likely to be gagged, you will
make a noise, or a motion. Three of anything, in a rhythmic
pattern. Three slaps of a hand against something…."
Demonstrating, Jenka slapped her own thigh once, twice,
three times, with about a two second pause inbetween. "Or
you can rock the bed three times, in the same pattern. Or
open and close your hand three times, in the same pattern.
Or grunt through your gag three times, in the same pattern.
This should allow you to use your safeword, no matter how
you're tied. Do you understand?" Zassa smiled and nodded
again. Turning away from the kneeling Vixen, Jenka smiled
at Chris; "She's all yours. Miss her safeword, and you'll
play HER slave for a month! Chris nodded and stepped
forward; "not a problem, Ma’am. I'll be attentive."
Looking down at Zassa, the Fox growled; "Stand up, Slave;
let me look at you." Zassa stood, paws at her sides, while
Chris ran his paws over her body, examining her, feeling
here and there. At one point, as his fingers moved between
her thighs, he smirked; "good; wet already. I can see this
excites you." And then his examination moved on. After a
while he nodded, in apparent satisfaction. "Lets see what
her limits are. I've been told she likes a little pain with
her pleasure. We'll see." Moving to a box by the wall, the
Fox produced a heavy padded hood, which he proceeded to
strap to the contours of Zassa's head. The hood was more a
form-fitting mask, with thick foam pads over her eyes, and a
thick phallic plug to fill her mouth. It encased her ears,
thick foam plugs filling them as well. When the last
chromed buckle had been tightened, it looked as if someone
had dipped the Vixen's head in thick rubber….. Next, Chris
buckled heavy leather mittens over the vixen's paws, the
rings at the wrists being clipped together in front of her
body. Her joined paws were then brought up over her head,
to be clipped to a ring at the back of her hood. This left
her elbows pointing straight up; these were lashed together
with a leather thong, her arms pushing against the back of
her head, forcing her chin down against her chest. Ankle
cuffs came next, with a short spreader bar between them.
The spreader bar was attached to the cuffs with several
links of chain on each end; she couldn't bring her feet too
close together, but she could still move, still walk, after
a fashion. Chris left her like that, for a moment as he
returned to the box……
Kath's eyes went WIDE as the Fox returned with a double
pawful of clothespins. Dumping them at Zassa's feet, he
roughly grabbed one breast, and without preamble, clamped
the business end of one of the clothespins on the Vixen's
nipple. Inside her hood, Zassa moaned, the sound barely
audible. Chris watched closely, but there was no motion; no
stamping of a foot, or other motion that might indicate she
was signalling her "safeword"….. Nodding to himself, he
proceeded to fasten a clothespin on her other nipple….
Tanj watched, smiling, as the Fox slowly covered Zassa in
clothespins. Clothespins on her tummy, on her breast,
encircling her aereola, clothespins on her labia,
clothespins here and there until the Vixen looked more like
a hedgehog! All total, he must have used a hundred of them.
Tanj KNEW how those things could hurt, and marveled at
the Vixen's stamina…..
Chris smiled and left the vixen, who was panting hard, her
chest a mass of rising and falling multicolored clothespins,
to return to the box. When he padded back to her, he had a
simple length of rubber strap. Grinning at his audience he
held one end of the strap in his left paw, pulling it back
with his right. When he'd stretched it to arms length, he
let go, the strap flying out, making an audible *snap*.
Kath, in particular, jumped at the noise. Zassa, with her
plugged ears, didn't react at all; she hadn't heard it.
Chris stalked around Zassa, watching, grinning…. And then
all of a sudden, the strap licked out, to catch the vixen on
the ass. The sudden sting made Zassa jump a foot, the
clothespins jumping wildly, the Vixen's moan audible even
through her gag. Chris just grinned and watched, but again
there was no sign of her signaling her "safeword"….
Tanj leaned against the wall and watched. Chris was
good, the snapping of his rubber strap knocking off
clothespin after clothespin, with an occasional lick to her
ass, breast, or thigh. With each one the Vixen jumped and
danced, her howls barely audible. It was as if she didn't
know which way to turn, to escape the snapping strap….
Chris left the clothespins on her nipples and labia for
last, snapping them off one by one with surprising
precision. Finally the Vixen stood there, panting, amid the
litter of clothespins on the floor. Stepping up behind her,
Chris started working on the buckles to her hood, undoing
them one by one, until he was able to pull the contraption
off her. Zassa just panted, covered in sweat. The Fox
smiled; "I want you to return all the clothespins to the
box. Use your mouth. Zassa just nodded and dropped to her
knees, her arms still awkwardly bound behind her head.
Chris watched, occasionally snapping his rubber band at her
ass, when he thought she wasn't moving fast enough. It was
as the Vixen was putting the last clothespin in the box that
Chris reached over, to feel between her thighs. Chuckling
he stroked her, his fingers sliding easily in and out of the
Vixen's dripping sex. "I see they were right. You DID like
that, didn't you?" The Vixen just panted, biting her lip,
nodding her head. Chris smiled, his fingers moving faster;
"very well, you have my permission to cum. Just once. Then
you'll thank me with your mouth." Chris chuckled and
twisted his paw, three fingers in the Vixen’s dripping
snatch, until he could bring his thumb around, to point
down, rubbing at the Vixen’s clitty as his fingers sawed in
and out. Zassa Groaned, and in a matter of seconds was
panting harshly, the effects of a powerful climax writ large
upon her face.
Jenka looked up as the door opened to the room. John, the
Stallion looked in, grinning as Chris sat on the floor, the
panting, dripping Vixen crawling awkwardly over to drop her
head into his lap. Looking up at the Pantheress, the
Stallion nodded; "Mistress, its ready."
Jenka nodded and gestured to the Lion. "Time for your
punishment, Stud. Step outside, and we’ll get you harnessed
The Lion paused in the door, his eyes going wide. His groan
brought Wanda, Kath and Dahlia on the end of their leashes,
to look past him. Dahlia immediately recognized it for what
it was; a two wheeled "sulky" cart like she’d pulled back on
Elysium. Jenka was going to take the Lion for a trot.
The straps were as complex as any harness he’d ever been
buckled into, and the Lion stood in stoic patience as Jenka
and John worked to fasten him into the harness of gleaming
leather and shining brass. His paws were held behind his
back, immobile, with the cart’s shafts fastened to the
leather at his hips. Most of the straps were just for show,
and the Lion was glad she’d never heard of the "bearing
rein", that strap running from a thick butt-plug to the back
of his head-harness, pulling his head back. The bit was a
simple steel shaft, but it was buckled in tight, the
attached reins allowing Jenka to swivel his head from side
to side with ease. Finally, he was ready, and Jenka hopped
up into the Cart’s seat. She had a little buggy whip, and
flicking it at his ass, growled "HeYAH!" And the the Lion
was off, trotting down the station’s corridor. As he ran,
the Lion smiled to himself; at least here it wasn’t dusty,
and there were no hills for him to pull her up to…. And with
his "poodle" cut, with luck, not too many furrs would
recognize him…… Maybe.
Zassa groaned, Chris’ cock buried deep in her mouth; she
held her cold nose against his tummy, holding him in her
mouth, the head of his shaft pressing against the back of
her throat, as her tongue worked madly, stroking his hard
length. For her, there WAS no outside world, nothing else
in her consciousness, except his maleness, and her need to
bring him to orgasm.
Dahlia looked at Tanj, and then at the Stallion, John….
She wondered if she should tell them about all the things
they’d, well, not exactly done ‘wrong", but just left out…..
She wondered if she might barter that information for some
time with the Lion….. or failing that, that hunk of a
Stallion. And then she blinked, wondering where naughty
thoughts like THAT had come from…. Surely her mother had
raised her better’n THAT!
Jenka sighed; her station was huge, one of the largest in
the quadrant, but it wasn’t THAT huge. The Lion seemed
tireless, but she’d been around Deck 20 three times…… Time
to give someone else a chance. Tugging on the reins, she
turned the Lion back towards where the others waited…..
Tanj smiled as her Lion trotted up, obediently pulling
Jenka. When she’d brought him to a stop, he stood there,
panting lightly, not looking at anyone in particular, and
Tanj wondered what he was thinking. Hopping down, Jenka
purrred; "That was FUN. Tanj, Dear, you have simply GOT
to try this. Handing the whip to the Cheetah, she made way
for Tanj to hop onto the cart’s seat.
Jenka watched Tanj vanish down the corridor, pulled by
the Lion, and then turned at the whisper. The Clydesdale
Mare had edged up behind her to whisper; "Pardon me,
Mistress, but might I have a word with you?"
Chris couldn't help himself; he had to let out a groan of
pure pleasure. The Vixen's tongue was very good, swirling
around his shaft, laving the head of his cock, before
darting down over his most sensitive places. Still, he did
everything in his power to show little reaction, as if her
level of expertise were merely to be expected. Using every
mental trick at his command, the Fox did what he could to
make this vulpine heaven last as long as possible.
Dahlia let Jenka lead her a dozen paces down the corridor;
when the Pantheress turned to look at her, Dahlia smiled;
"Um, Mistress, I don’t really want to cause any trouble, but
I was wondering if I might cut a deal with you…. You see, I
just stowed away on …. No, that’s not right; I didn’t even
"stow away" on her ship. I didn’t know they were leaving… I
just wanted to spend some TIME with the Lion before they
shipped me off. If you can find a way to let us spend some
time together, I’ll tell you more about what you’re trying
to do here. Y’see this was my most common job at that
Agricorp facility….. toting the station manager around…. And
I know some of the innovations she’d come up with….."
Jenka’s smile was a cold one, and after a moment, she nodded
slowly; "I see Tanj’s new slave left a few things out.
THAT should earn him a further punishment. Yes, I’ll see
you get some time with him. Now tell me EVERYTHING!"
Zassa panted hard, tongue scouring the mat. The Fox had cum
in her mouth, flooding her mouth faster than she could
swallow, until his ropy jism had trickled from her lips.
The Fox had then unbound her arms, and had told her to lick
what had spilled from her mouth to the floor. As one paw
teased her, stroking her heated flesh, he chuckled; "Yes,
you are something. I think You and I are going to have a
GOOD time together….."
The Lion was panting by the time he brought Wanda back.
John uncoupled him from the cart, and unbound his paws, but
left the rest of the harness, including the bit in his mouth
fastened about him as he led him by the reins back into
their room in the recreation complex. As they entered,
Tanj looked up from the suit’s remote readout; "Hinoki’s
passed out for the second time; I think its time we got him
out of there. He should be about ready. Behind Tanj,
Kath held up a single feather and nodded, a wicked grin on
Hinoki groaned, and lifted his head; suddenly it struck him;
he was out of that damned suit. He could feel cool air all
over his sweat-drenched body. Groaning, he tried to move,
only to realize he was hanging, his paws bound above him,
and his legs bound to the floor, his feet well spread, and
an indeterminable distance off the floor. While he still
couldn't see, his mouth was empty and after a minute he
managed to whimper quietly; "Hurts….. P..please, .. N..no
more… Wh. Who.. who?
Tanj smiled and brought the very tip of her feather up
between his legs, its tip following the crease between his
balls; "Oh, we're here. We're ALL here. YOU'VE been a very
naughty boy. You have a secret you haven't told us. But
you will. Oh, you will……." With that she dragged the
feather up along the very front of his sheath, and as he
squirmed, she chuckled.
Zassa shot Chris a glance, and at his nod, applied her
feather to the sole of the Cheetah's right foot, as Kath
worked her feather in a similar manner over his left foot.
Dahlia looked a little confused, but following the lead of
the others, she used the tip of her feather to tickle the
Cheetah's left armpit, doing her best to mimic Wanda's
actions as she worked on the Cheetah's other armpit.
Jenka smiled and used a leather thong to tie the tip of the
Cheetah's tail to the back of his collar. Then, squatting
behind him, she dragged the tip of her feather along the
crack of his ass.
Hinoki HOWLED and squirmed; it seemed like the tickling went
on forever, and when it stopped, it was all he could do to
hang there, panting and exhausted. As he tried to recover,
he heard the Lion's deep voice growl in his left ear; "we
know you were an instructor at the Academy. We want to know
what you're doing here." But before the Cheetah could frame
a response, all the tickling started again; the soles of his
feet, his crotch, his armpits, his ears, under his chin, and
squirm as he might, he was completely unable to escape, or
to even slow the torment! He began to thrash so hard his
joints crackled, claws expressing and trying to claw at the
leather bonds.. at anything within reach as he became a
creature more animal than sentient. He hissed… growled…
then mewled and whimpered as the tickling went on and on…..
It seemed like ages before they stopped again. Hinoki could
only pant, hanging limply from his wrists. After a while,
he moaned; "what do you WANT from me?" Tanj chuckled;
"we want you to tell us what you were doing as an instructor
at the Academy, and how you came to be a slave. That’s a
pretty radical change in status. There are those that think
you might be some sort of a mole in our organization….."
The Cheetah shook his head violently from side to side; "No,
NO! Not a mole. Not working for anyone. No ulterior
motives, no agenda…. Just trying to get by…." Tanj
smiled and applied the tip of her feather under his chin,
making his head jerk violently as he sought to escape the
tickle; "then tell us. Tell us the whole story. Tell us a
story that we can check. Names. Places. Dates. Prove
yourself to us, Dear, or the tickling starts again."
Hinoki sighed and lowered his head to his chest, his eyes
closed. "Its true. I was an instructor at the Academy.
But I found that as time wore on, I didn't love my work as
much as I thought I did. Oh, yes, I enjoyed helping to
train new slaves, especially the sex slaves…. But as time
wore on, I found that I was envying them more and more..
perhaps my own tastes were changing. Occasionally I'd find
myself watching the other instructors and wondering what it
would be like to be one of their charges, to be a naked
slave under their command. After a while, it became a bit
of an obsession….." the Cheetah gave a rueful grin, half
hidden by his bowed head; "eventually, I picked out a
suitable slave. I singled her out for "special" training…..
it took a bit to bypass the normal "oversight" system, to
feed loops of tape into the video feed, so it looked like we
were just going over the same lessons over and over… while
we broached new territory." Jenka stroked that area between
Hinoki's balls and anus with the tip of her feather; "and
what kind of "new territory" did you venture into with this
slave?" Hinoki's response was almost a moan, almost a
whisper; "I taught her to be dominant. I taught her to
"top" me. I trained him to be my Mo…. My Mistress……"
Tanj sat back on her haunches and blinked….. "Oh, I bet
the faculty would be LIVID if they found out……." Jerking
her head up she looked at the Cheetah hanging above her;
"but they DID find out, didn't they?" Hinoki just nodded.
"Somehow they figured out what was going on. We were in the
middle of one of our sessions when they burst in. The
Rector, and all the Deans. Their….. "investigation" became
more of an inquisition. There were several other
instructors that were dismissed, merely on suspicion, given
their past friendship with me. Others received…. Harsher
disciplines. Even though I swore I was acting alone." The
Cheetah shuddered, obviously at the memories coursing
through his skull. "They…. Decided to give me exactly what
I wanted. They declared me a slave, and "enrolled" me in a
beginning class. Their first…. Their first "class" for me
was to watch… as… as they…" He shuddered and closed his
eyes. A few feathers descended towards his anatomy, but
Tanj forstalled it with a gesture…. Something was
happening here and she thought he needed a bit of time to
elucidate…. "Th.. they made me watch as they publicly
humiliated, and then dismissed my Mother in disgrace. I
have no idea what happened to her, after they destroyed her
career, and exiled her from Elysium….. Then they made me
watch the punishments, the re-conditioning….. All the
slaves I'd trained… all the slaves who's lives I'd touched……
Just in case I'd taught others. Then… Then I began being
"instructed"…..But the entire staff knew of me, knew of my
disgrace. They were all VERY rough on me. It was a relief
finally to graduate….. And the rest you should know. No,
I'm not working for anyone; I'm not a deep cover agent.
Don't you think, after all this time, you'd KNOW that?"
Tanj nodded slowly; she'd never really believed he could
be an agent; an enemy. But it certainly was an awkward
tale….. there would be those that would NEVER believe him…
and she knew from her work in Intelligence that there would
be those that would never permit themselves to believe him,
on the off chance that it truly was a masterful deception…….
To her surprise, the Lion growled low in his throat; "you
are NOT telling us everything. You're hiding something!"
Hinoki flinched at the words, and then howled as the Lion's
feather renewed its assault on his armpit. Tanj watched
in amazement as the others joined in, tickling him
furiously. She wanted to shout "NO! STOP!" but something
held her frozen, immobile…….
Hinoki howled and squirmed; this tickling was worse than
what they'd done before; at least there they'd given him a
breather, letting him calm down, letting him rest between
bouts; now, it seemed as if they were bent on revenge,
determined to kill him by tickling. Groaning, he completely
lost control, the feeling of warm liquid bathing his crotch,
flowing down his thighs…..
Tanj eeped and tossed her self to one side as the Cheetah
lost control of his bladder. Turning back she watched in
amazement as the fur on Hinoki's face ruffled, the feline
equivalent of a blush as embarrassment caused a rush of warm
blood to his face, his fur bristling, seeking to help shed
the heat. The Lion ceased his motions, waving for the
others to quit. Bending his head close to the Cheetah's
ear, he growled; "do we start again, or are you going to
The Cheetah's head bobbed up and down in short little jerks;
"Allright, I'll ….. tell you. The Slave I was training to
top me…… I was training her to …….. I wanted her to…… You
see, I'm wrapped up in….. I, ah,…. Well…." After stammering
and hesitating, the words seemed to come out in a rush, like
water falling from an upended bucket; "I like to be a cub
again…. To be treated like a cub…. Diapers and baby
powder……. And that kind of thing….. That’s what I was
training her to do to me….."
The Lion took a half step back, surprise on his face. It
wasn't an unknown fetish, but it was one that the Academy
didn't dwell on. Some folks liked to be pampered as babies,
to be cooed and fussed over. Some liked that particular
brand of humiliation, to be forced to wear diapers, to have
to pee in their pants, to be treated as infants….. And he
could see how the "masters" at the Academy might be
horrified to find out that one of their own not only had
submissive tendencies and desires, but that he might have
THOSE tendencies and desires…… Shaking his head, the Lion
mumbled; "we'll have to check this out, you understand…… "
Turning, the Lion looked at Tanj and spread his paws,
shrugging, as if to say, OK, we got him to tell us his
secret…. But it wasn't what I thought it would be. NOW what
do we do?" Hinoki, still looking down, his eyes on the floor
in front of him, growled, using a voice every bit as
Dominant as he'd ever used during a session at the academy.
"God DAMN you all.. you tore my secret from me, and you WILL
hear the explanation!" Even despite his precarious position
being suspended and surrounded by furs with feathers, his
voice still impacted anyone in the room with submissive
tendencies.. and dented those that were Dominant as well.
When he wanted it, he could GRAB attention and hold it!
Hinoki gathered himself, closed his eyes.. and sighed. "I'll
not bore you with a sob story about my childhood. Suffice it
to say that it wasn't really all that nice and warm and
fuzzy. Mom.. she wasn't the matronly type, you see. She was
an instructor at the academy and started indoctrinating ME
into things as soon as I could growl appreciably."
He looked around, making sure he made eye contact with
everyfur present. "I used to sneak into the slave pens at
night and listen to them. Sometimes they'd tell stories of
their childhood. It.. was attractive. Made me wonder what it
would be like.. to have someone to fuss over me. Yeah.. I'm
submissive. I was made to be a dominant, but my heart is on
the other side of that fence. So I found an attractive
female slave and singled her out to be my 'Mommy' if you
will. Yeah, I enjoy being in diapers, powdered.. and
sometimes tied down until I'm forced to wet them. The slave
girl was there to take care of me, and she loved me. At
least, I think she did.. I know that I really cared for her.
But she was sold off immediately after her re-conditioning,
shortly after I was discovered. Anyway.. Yeah, I was made a
slave. But I was run through courses that'd make your head
spin. I also had to watch as my own mother was made to wear
diapers.. forcibly treated as I liked to be. Now.. I don't
hold any great love for her, but still.."
Hinoki grew quieter. "The other instructors who were known
to be my friends, my closest friends, were beaten quite
severely.. again, in front of my eyes. They were shipped
offplanet, and I never heard about them again." He shook his
head. "So.. yeah, I do like diapers. Hell, I even wear them
now and then when I'm in my cabin. I've had a friend do the
honors.. Do any of you know how peaceful it feels to be
gently undressed.. bathed.. and then diapered? To be cuddled
in warm, strong arms? Sure, might seem strange to you, but
believe me.. give it a try before you knock it.. and me.."
He shrugged. "I've nothing more to say, really. I guess now
I've got to throw myself on your mercy.. if you can possibly
have any for me."
There was a good long bit of silence as that parcel of news
Tanj bit her lip, thinking. She really didn't know a
whole lot about that particular fetish, but it did explain a
few things. She KNEW Hinoki could be a particularly
dominant "Top" when he wanted to be, a tendency that seemed
to come out rarely…. And she knew he loved being a "bottom,"
perhaps almost as much as she did.…. could that REALLY
explain his background? Still, at the bottom of her heart
she was sure he wasn't a threat. She just had to prove it.
Sighing she rose to her feet to lower the chain that
supported him. Pushing him down onto his stomach, she
pulled his arms back, his legs up, to clip his ankle cuffs
to his wrist cuffs, a gentle hogtie. "You rest awhile,
while we think this through."
Chris grinned at Zassa and crooked a finger at her; "You.
Slave. Get a wash rag and a bucket of soap and clean up the
mess the Cheetah made. Do it quickly or I'll have you
cleaning it up with your tongue!" Zassa nodded and hastened
Their silent musings were interrupted by John, the Stallion
stepping back through the door, to whisper in Jenka's ear.
The Pantheress grinned widely and nodded; "Excellent. I'm
pleased. Now, I have a few more things for you to chase
down. This is what we'll need……." After a moment of
listening, a neutral expression on his face, the Stallion
nodded. Crooking a finger at Zassa, John said; "if you…..
Come with me, Slave, and I'll show you where the cleaning
supplies are kept." Zassa nodded, following the huge
Jenka turned to Tanj and smiled; "I think you'll be
interested in what John has brought us to play with. If I
might borrow your stowaway, I would be pleased to race you,
your "pony" against "mine." All Tanj could do was to
blink, and grunt "huh?"
Sitting outside their playroom was a second sulky cart,
almost identical to the first. And on the seat of the cart
was another complex web of leather strapping and brass
buckles. Dahlia cast her eye over it and sighed, shaking
her head. Jenka chuckled; "and just to make things more
interesting, I've managed to come up with a few little….
"adornments" for our ponies…." Grabbing the Lion's trailing
reins, she took one in each paw and snapped them.
Maneuvering him like she'd been doing it for years, she
urged him forward, turned him, and then tugging back on both
reins, moved him back between the traces of the new cart.
Stepping forward, the Pantheress again bound his paws to his
harness, behind his back, and lifting the poles of the cart,
fastened them to the harness at his hips. Grinning the
stepped back to the cart and threw a brake lever,
immobilizing it. Lifting the seat to the cart to uncover a
storage compartment, she showed Tanj the little weighted
collar, a match to the pink one the Lion still wore around
his neck; "you know where this goes; why don't you put it on
him? Tanj took the strap, surprised at its weight, and
nodded; moving around in front of the Lion, one paw found
his sack, to tug downwards lightly, stretching his balls
away from his body until she could buckle the weighted
collar there. The Lion, of course, knowing what was coming,
shied away, almost as a real pony might, and Tanj
purrred; "That’s allright, Big Boy, I'm not going to hurt
you… Calm…. Calm…." Stepping back, she admired her
handiwork… the pink collar stretching his balls from his
body was a good contrast to his now-white fur and the rich
brown of the harness….. Jenka chuckled and handed Tanj
some captive bead rings; "I know, in the past, he's had
certain portions of his anatomy pierced; I'll leave the
placement of these to you……"
The Lion groaned; Tanj had been most devilish with the
rings. She'd remembered that the opening of his sheath had
been pierced, and that now sported a thick ring. Worse,
from that ring, a metal rod descended, with a hollow metal
ball clipped to the ring at the rod's other end. This ball,
while not particularly heavy, rested against his now tightly
bound balls. It was obvious that as he ran, that assembly
would swing back and forth, thwapping his balls….. Tanj
had then spent a few minutes licking at his crotch, with the
predictable result. With his cock swollen and turgid, she'd
slipped an elastic cock-ring down its length, squeezing the
base of his shaft just enough to make sure he didn't loose
his erection. She'd then put another ring through the
"Prince Albert" piercing in the eye of his cock. A light
chain ran from there to the newly re-installed nose ring.
Looking straight ahead, the chain wasn't particularly tight,
but the Lion knew that while running, his cock would be
swaying and bobbing, the chain tugging painfully… and if she
hauled back on the reins, pulling his head back… OUCH!
Dahlia watched them adorn the Lion in no small trepidation.
Kath and Wanda were busy, fussing over her, and the complex
harness, trying to figure out what went where…. Initially
they'd tried to put it on her backwards, but had soon
realized the mistake. They seemed to take great delight in
strapping her TIGHTLY into the leather…..
The Lion sighed around the bit in his mouth as Jenka held up
the "bearing rein" assembly. At least she lubed up the
butt-plug before shoving it roughly into his ass…… And then
the straps were being pulled TIGHT, pulling his head back,
the chain from his nose to the piercing in the end of his
cock pulling his erection up tight against his belly…..
Jenka smiled as Tanj finished with her Lion, and then
turned to Dahlia; "lets see now; I wouldn't want him to run
at a handicap. What little…. "annoyances" can we come up
with for you? Producing a pawfull of captive bead rings,
the Pantheress stalked towards the harnessed Mare.
Dahlia groaned, suffering under the same "bearing rein" as
the Lion, a fat dildo in her ass, straps running on either
side of her tail to the harness encasing her head, pulling
it back TIGHT. Every time she tried to look down, the
straps drove the dong deeper into her ass, producing a
whinny of dismay. And Jenka had run a light chain from the
rings now adorning her nipples to the ring in her nose…..
and she KNEW, despite the limited support provided by the
harness straps encasing her breasts, that when she started
running, her bouncing breasts were going to make that
painful, for nipples and nose. At least the Pantheress
hadn't put those dreaded Ben-Wa balls up her twat; instead
the labia rings sported rods similar to the one the Lion
wore, with bulky but hollow balls at the end; she knew as
she ran, her thighs would bounce those back and forth,
providing a significant "distraction." Finally Jenka
declared her "steed" ready, and took her place on the sulky
Kath stood between the two "ponies" with her arm raised
high. After a moment's pause, she dropped her hand, and
almost simultaneously, two whips cracked, and the racers
Dahlia watched the Lion take an early lead, Tanj's whip
stinging at his ass as he ran. The Mare smiled to herself;
she KNEW she could out-last him. Doing her best to ignore
Jenka's shouts and the sting of her whip, the Mare settled
down to a distance-eating trot.
The Lion had no idea how far ahead he was of Dahlia and
Jenka; he couldn't turn his head, and almost couldn't see
where he was going. After a brief sprint, he settled down
into what he thought was his best long-distance pace. The
ball swinging on the end of its rod tap-tap-tapped at his
bound balls most annoyingly, and with every step, the dong
in his ass seemed to saw in and out. The chain between
nosering and the ring in the end of his cock slapped at his
belly, but he did what he could to minimize the tugs as his
cock wobbled with each step. It was devilishly hard
maintaining his concentration as he ran, but he did what he
Jenka Whooped as Tanj and her Lion came into view as they
turned a corner. Some of her Pirates had come down to
watch, having heard what was to transpire, and she smiled
and waved as they cheered her on. Dahlia was slowly gaining
on their opponents.
Tanj scowled; she KNEW Lions, like Cheetahs, were
sprinters, not long distance runners…. But the station's
size was limited, the course not THAT long. Looking over
her shoulder, she saw Jenka gaining and turning back, she
flicked her whip at the Lion's butt a bit harder, shouting
for him to go faster!
The finish line was approaching, or so the Lion thought; the
way the growing crowd was getting louder made him think he
must be almost there. Not wanting Tanj to loose, he
pushed himself a little harder, increasing his pace to more
of a sprint, the straps of his harness digging painfully
into his body.
Dahlia saw the Lion speed up, and grunted; she wasn't going
to loose THAT easy! Leaning into her harness, the Mare
shifted to what could only be called a gallop
Kath watched in horror as the two carts charged towards her.
She was supposed to declare the winner, but it was looking
more and more, as the two charged towards her, like she was
going to wind up roadkill. Eeeping she dashed for the side
of the corridor, just as the contestants stampeded past.
Tanj pulled back on the reins, bringing the Lion to a
halt. Letting him pant, she turned on the seat to look at
Wanda, Kath, and the crowd of spectators. Spectators?
Where'd THEY come from? "Ah, Who won?"
Wanda smirked and looked at Kath, who shrugged. Looking
back at Tanj, Wanda shrugged too; "Don't know; too close
to tell. I guess we should have arranged for a photo
finish." Jenka laughed and pointed at one of her Pirates.
"Shumaker, go get a video rig. I want it set up right here,
so we can play the tape back and see who wins." Turning to
Tanj, the Pantheress smiled; "Dear, I guess we're just
going to have to race again. Both the Lion and Dahlia
Tanj squirted some water from a squeeze bottle into the
Lion's mouth; "Now I realize she's better at a long distance
run, but I still think you can beat her. I think the way
you handled it was good, but you're going to have to start
the final sprint a little earlier next time…… Here's the
way I want you to handle it…….
The Lion scanned the crowd from the corner of his eye as
Tanj talked. They must have made a PA announcement on
the upper levels of the station; it looked like several
hundred furrs were there…. And some even had hand-held video
cameras. He even spotted one expensive three-D rig….
Sighing to himself, he shook his head in amazement.
Zassa chuckled and grinned up at Chris; "Master, might this
slave make a small request?" The Fox looked sternly down at
her for a moment and then nodded. Lithely Zassa rose, to
whisper in his ear. After a moment, the Fox grinned and
nodded and reached out to unclasp her leash. Grinning,
Zassa skipped off through the crowd.
This time, Kath waved a handkerchief as she brought her paw
down, and then the two were off, amidst the cheers of the
crowd. Wanda could see a great deal of bets being placed
and she wondered who was the favorite.
As he ran, the Lion did his best to ignore the distractions…
but his balls were starting to throb, and his ass was
getting MIGHTY tender. Still, as he panted, sucking air in
past the bit in his mouth, he pushed himself as hard, as far
as he could…….
Dahlia grumbled as the Lion again took an early lead. She
wasn't no dang quarterhorse, nor was she a thoroughbred.
Clydesdales were powerful, but they weren't fast….. Still,
she moved as fast as she could, determined not to loose.
The Lion slipped as he rounded one corner. He couldn't
throw an arm out for balance, bound behind him like they
were, and his claws scrabbled at the deck plate. Somehow he
stayed upright, the sulky cart wobbling wildly behind him as
he charged off down the next corridor. Behind him, Dahila
saw him stumble and grinned; the gap was closed slightly…..
Kath watched as the crowd roared. The contestants were in
sight, both in full charge. This time, she swore she
wouldn't chicken out. Raising her right arm, holding the
handkerchief as if it were the checkered flag, she waited……
The Crowd roared as they crossed the finish line; it was
another dead heat, and the crew around the video camera was
mobbed as everyone pushed forward to see the playback.
After a moment a swell of laughter broke like an ocean wave,
sweeping through the crowd. Jenka, having leapt from the
seat of her sulky, shoved her way through to look. Then she
too broke into laughter; "Tanj, Dear, usually a steed
will "win by a nose," but in this case, your Lion had shoved
his head down; that chain from his nose ring had gone slack,
and, well, the first part of him to cross the finish line,
centimeters ahead of Dahlia, was his… well, he won by a
cock!" Again, the crowd roared.
Zassa grinned and lowered her video camera. She'd gotten a
good portion of the race, the "photo finish" and Jenka's
victory declaration on tape. Now all she had to do was to
sweet-talk Chris into letting her e-mail it home… and she
had a few ideas on that one…..
The Lion stepped backwards carefully as Jenka tugged on his
reins. The Pantheress had maneuvered him back and to one
side, until he was standing next to Dahlia. Behind him,
Jenka grinned at Tanj; "the second sulky was built with
some special features in mind. It has clamps, here, and
here, and here, that when engaged like this, turn the two,
into one. Now, Dear, what say you and I take a ride
together; a victory lap as it were?
Tanj laughed and snuggled Jenka on the seat as the
Pantheress took both sets of reins in her hands and snapped
them. For a moment Dahlia and the Lion surged against each
other, but after a moment, they found the rhythm and were
pulling together. As she snuggled the Cheetah beside her,
Jenka maneuvered the team through the corridors at a sedate
The crowd had mostly dispersed when they'd returned. Jenka
set the brakes on both carts and tossed the reins over the
heads of her steeds; grinning at Tanj, the Pantheress
purrred; "I'd heard tales about something that happened back
on Elysium, when your Slave was doing this for a living..
would you mind if I "rewarded" the winner in my own fashion?
It sounded so deliciously kinky…. Tanj frowned; "just
what do you have in mind?" Jenka grinned and leaned forward
to whisper in Tanj's ear; slowly a broad grin formed on
the Cheetah's face and she nodded enthusiastically.
Jenka smiled at the remaining spectators and padded around
in front of the Lion, pulling her dress off over her head.
Standing in front of him, she reached up to undo the thin
little chain from his nosering. His cock immediately
dropped, pointing at her, just above the horizontal.
Purrring, she dropped to her knees to carefully work the
cock ring off from the base of his shaft, as her tongue
teased the head of his cock. Her attentions soon had it
pointing much more towards the stars than the horizon.
Smiling, the Pantheress put her arms around his neck, and
then carefully put first one foot, and then the other on the
shafts of the sulky cart. Hoisting herself up, her weight
on the shafts connected to the Lion's waist, she snuggled
close to him, before allowing her body to slide gracefully
down his front. Her hips wiggled a little more and then,
having centered the head of his shaft just where she wanted
it, with a purrrrr, she continued down into a squat,
impaling herself on the Lion's rampant shaft.
Tanj had considered getting off the seat of the sulky, to
wander around the OTHER side of the Lion, perhaps to add a
caress, or lick of her own to Jenka's efforts… But as the
Pantheress put her weight on the sulky's shafts, she felt
the cart move underneath her and decided Jenka's efforts
would be better served if she remained as "ballast."
Grinning, she settled back in the seat to watch.
The Lion groaned past the bit in his mouth as Jenka's wet
sex enveloped his cock, gripping it with a delightful
tightness. There wasn't much he could do, but stand there,
and yet, every nerve in his body screamed for him to take
her, to buck his hips up into her….. Groaning in
frustration, the Lion shuddered as she slowly started to
hump his shaft.
Jenka panted, savoring the feeling of the thick, veined
shaft sliding in and out of her; she LOVED it when she was
in total control, and the way he was harnessed into the
sulky, held SO immobile… Urrr, She was going to have to
remember this; despite the tension in her leg muscles as she
rose and fell, despite the precarious balance, it was
Dahlia grunted and then whinnied as she watched, more than a
little ticked. She hadn't asked for this, hadn't been given
any choice at all in whether she wanted to participate in
the silly race…. And now, the Lion was getting fucked… and
not only wasn't it HER doing the fucking, she had to just
STAND there and watch! And half the station was standing
there LOOKING at her. Embarrassment, rage and jealousy
warred within her.
Jenka moaned and shuddered; her first climax had come
rapidly, driven forward by the novelty of the situation…..
Now she fully intended to settle down and work at the next
one… but as she paused, she caught, from the corner of her
eye, the angry toss of the Mare's head. Smiling, Jenka
chuckled; "Feeling a little left out, are we? Upset that
the victor's reward didn't come to you? Tell you what; I'll
see if I can't find you a consolation prize……" Looking
around the crowd, Jenka called; "John, would you be so kind
as to come over here and give our runner up the "consolation
prize?" I think if you stand behind her, you might be able
to……" Amongst the crowd, the Stallion nodded, and moving
forward like an icebreaker through pack ice, started undoing
Dahlia couldn't see what was happening, but she felt someone
step behind her, between the shafts of the sulky. Then she
felt two massive hands slide up her waist, to cup her
breasts as someone pressed themselves against her from
behind….. someone HUGE.
The Lion felt the shafts of the sulky cart buck and shift,
felt Jenka grab tighter at his neck, voicing her surprise.
And then the entire rig started to shift, to inch forward in
little jerks. Jenka laughed and hung on tight, still
finding a way to rise and fall on the Lion's cock.
Dahlia had grunted as the Stallion had forcefully spread her
legs as far as the situation would allow, crouching behind
her, to rub his thick shaft against her sex. The labia
rings, with their dangling rods, and the balls at the end,
swung wildly, adding to the sensations flowing through her.
And then with a grunt, the Stallion had tightened his grip
on her breasts, pulling her back and down onto his shaft;
then he was rising, her feet actually leaving the floor as
Tanj watched the Stallion take Dahlia from behind and
smiled; maybe, just maybe that Horse would distract her,
make her forget about the Lion… HER Lion….
The Lion had a hard time keeping his footing as the Stallion
started powerfully fucking the Mare. He could hear her
hooves hitting the deck over and over, and realized that the
Stallion's powerful thrusts must be literally lifting her
from her feet. Grunting, he struggled to stay upright as
Jenka, thrown about by the Stallion's efforts, rode his
Dahlia panted breathlessly, her chest heaving in John's
grip; this Stallion was HUNG, his shaft stretching her WIDE.
She could swear she could feel every contour, every ridge,
every vein in the Horse's huge cock as he drove it in and
out. Rapidly, she felt herself being driven towards the
most powerful climax of her life!
Something clicked in the Lion's mind as the Stallion labored
next to him. With Jenka wrapped around his throbbing cock,
writhing like a starving succubus, the temptation to loose
his load was incredible… but…. She hadn't given him
permission to cum, and he wasn't about to loose this race
either! Gritting his teeth, he tried to concentrate on the
way the dong in his ass, at the end of the bearing rein,
sawed at his sore ass….. well, maybe that wasn't the BEST
thing to concentrate on…..
Dahlia couldn't stand it; throwing back her head she let out
a long, loud whinny, as her sex spasmed, clenching tight
around the Stallion's driving cock. She shuddered and felt
her knees go weak, and if he hadn't been holding her so
tight, she would have collapsed…….
John smiled as he felt the Mare climax; she was good, this
one was…. But he wasn't done yet. Not yet. Something in
him wanted him to show this Mare just what he was made of,
just what he was capable of….. Grinning to himself he
started varying the rhythm of his strokes, starting with
five short, followed by two long and hard….. Next to him,
Jenka squealed and giggled as she found it harder to hang on
to the Lion, as the motions became less predictable……
Leaning forward, Jenka nipped at the Lion's ear, growling;
"cum when I do, Slave; when THEY do. All together now….."
Dahlia panted hard and swore beneath her breath; the
Stallion just wasn't stopping! What was he, a Machine?
Heedless of all those watching, of the noise of the crowd,
she moaned, feeling her passions rise, the feelings
intensify, shoving her rudely towards another massive
Kath watched from Wanda's lap and then grinned. Kissing the
Wolverine on the nose, she rose, to squat in front of the
bouncing Mare. The cart was still moving slowly forward a
centimeter at a time, driven forward by the Stallion's
thrusts, and it only took a minute for the Mare's well
spread pussy to inch its way to her waiting tongue.
Chuckling, the Mink flicked her tongue from the Stallion's
driving shaft to the Mare's clitty and back again.
Dahlia felt the tongue and tossed back her head, the chains
from her nosering tugging harshly at her nipple rings, and
HOWLED; her body shook and spasmed as an even more powerful
climax claimed her.
John felt the tongue, and then felt the Mare spasm; before
he could even try and stop himself, his orgasm caused his
world to explode. Whinnying loudly, the Stallion's cock
started to throb, shooting wadd after wadd of cum into the
Jenka felt the release of the two next to her as one would
feel an earthquake; twisting her body as she drove herself
down on the Lion's shaft, she screamed "NOW!"
The Lion couldn't help himself, couldn't hold back a moment
longer and with a Roar, he came, his cock spurting, pumping
until his jism dribbled from the Pantheress, dripping down
to coat his bound balls.
Tanj watched as things gradually wound down. If the
Stallion hadn't been holding her, it was obvious Dahlia
would have collapsed. After a moment the Mare recovered,
leaning back against the Stallion, who seemed to be in no
hurry to move off. Jenka climbed down off the Lion,
standing there, nude, dripping and panting hard, to pat him
on the cheek. Then, with a smirk, she returned to where
she'd dropped her dress, to fetch something from a hidden
pocket. Chuckling she rose to tiptoes to feed the Lion a
sugar cube, with a "good boy."
Zassa smiled and again lowered the videocamera; looking up
at Chris she purrred; "Master, you were right. That was
worth waiting for… but NOW can I go send it off?
Tanj smiled and rose to tiptoes to kiss her Lion; "that
was good." She'd taken the weighted collar off his balls
first, as they were starting to look a little sore and
swollen… and then the chains and weights. But at Jenka's
request, she hadn't released him from his harness, leaving
him standing there next to Dahlia. "I think" Jenka purrred;
"we'll let them cool off there for a bit, and then get them
to trot to the showers. As for us, we have one more task
before we can rest…."
Parks shook his head as the Brou device glowed with an evil
light, and almost all the power that the Intimidator’s
massive engines could produce vanished seemingly without a
trace. Alarms were howling all over the ship as everything
from the movie in the forward lounge, to the navigational
shields, to life support itself shut down due to lack of
power. It was unavoidable; the Brou device was doing
SOMETHING, he just didn’t have a clue as to WHAT it was
doing…. And the thought-control interface was giving him
such a headache….. it took a half dozen tries just to get
the thing to disengage itself, the nimbus gradually fading…
and then it just sat there, in the middle of Cargo Bay four,
inexplicably covered in frost as if it had been left in the
depths of space for a thousand years. Looking down at the
printout the Mouse, Mark, had sent him, he scowled and shook
his head, wondering what to try next……
Hinoki was sound asleep when they re-entered the playroom.
John kneeled to show Jenka what he'd come up with;
"Mistress, what you asked for is being made… things in that
size just don't exist here, but we have several patterns to
work from. In the meantime, I thought you might find this
interesting…." The Stallion laid out a rubber body suit,
obviously designed for a male. It looked like it was sized
for a child, and obviously the rubber was meant to be
tightly stretched over his body. Pointing out the special
features, the Stallion watched his Mistress' face. After a
minute, Jenka nodded; "I guess it will do, although it
doesn't speak directly to his fetish. John, I'm not
displeased, but I'm not pleased either. You and I will have
to discuss your performance, later." The Stallion nodded,
his face carefully neutral; "Now, Mistress, shall we put him
The Lion twisted his head carefully, trying to look around.
It LOOKED as if everyone had gone back into the playroom.
Turning his head just a bit, careful of the bearing rein, he
chuckled; "So, Dahlia, what brings YOU here? How'd you get
sucked into this little trip?" Next to him, Dahlia groaned,
her chest still heaving a little; "well, it CERTAINLY wasn't
what I intended… I didn't know Tanj was taking her ship
out. I just thought she was going there to "play." Thought
I'd sneak on board, see if I could talk to you some." The
Lion chuckled; "well, it looks like this MIGHT be the only
chance we get. If I know Tanj, and Jenka, we'll soon
have gags filling our mouths again. Not that this bit makes
Hinoki awoke to many hands moving over his body; it felt as
if a dozen people were all working on him at the same time.
Massive hands under his arms pulled him upright, while hands
worked at his arms behind his back, pulling something over
them, as others worked on his feet, pulling something
stretchy over them as well. As they worked, he found he
could move, after a fashion, although any motion in any
direction met increasing resistance until he had to relax,
and let his limbs return to their former position… and then
someone was working over his sex fondling his cock and
balls, stretching something over them……… And then he was
back on the floor, on his back. They'd let go of him, but
could he move? The more he tried, the more he struggled,
the more exhausted he became.
The Lion chuckled and nodded; "Me too, but you know, that
too will pass. So tell me, what have they got you set up
for? They do a decent job finding you a place to go?"
Dahlia shrugged; "Oh, I suppose. I’m supposed to be in a
group going to an Agricultural world. I'll show up there
with passable papers and enough money for a start, but to
tell you the truth, all I'm suited for is day labor. Never
did learn a trade. Some how I just can't see it being a
whole lot better than where I was….. Slaves at least seldom
starve to death." The Lion winced; "I dunno, I remember
what they fed us there and I'm not too sure I'd agree with
that…." Dahlia laughed; "ah, yes, but you couldn't snack
from the local crops. Me, I can eat grass, if I have to,
and survive….." The Lion nodded, and shrugged, the whole
sulky shaking with the motion. After a minute, the Mare
whispered; "So what is there between you and Tanj,
anyways…. I'm getting the feeling that she's REALLY jealous
of any attentions I might pay you….." The Lion smiled; "its
kind of a long story……"
Tanj looked at the figure cocooned in stretchy rubber and
smiled. From the rubber helmet covering his head, thick
eyepads blocking vision, foam plugs filling his ears, to the
V-shaped arm binder behind his back, to the shiny black
covering his torso, to the matching V-shape covering his
legs, holding them together. For a moment Hinoki tried to
scissor his legs apart, and Tanj watched as the rubber
stretched… and then pulled his legs back together….. But
the truly devilish portion was what ran from his crotch to
the rubber covering his muzzle…..
Dahlia shook her head; "After what she did to you in that
Academy place, I can't imagine you buying her for any
purpose other than revenge!" The Lion chuckled and shrugged
carefully; "Oh, what happened there wasn't her fault, not
really. She showed a level of imagination, daring, and
resourcefulness that I admired, and as you know, those are
fairly rare qualities. And, over the years, she's, well,
kinda "grown" on me……. The Mare tossed her head back and
laughed; "Yeah, RIGHT. I bet it was Love at first sight!"
The Lion sighed; "someone like me's got no business being in
love. I've ALWAYS thought that I'd never live through what
had to be done. In fact I never thought I'd get as far as I
have….." Dahlia nodded; "why in the heck are you even
bothering with a place like Elysium, anyways? Surely the
Brethren could turn a profit somewhere a little more….
"reasonable." The Lion chuckled and nodded, wincing almost
immediately as the bearing rein reminded him of just where
he was. "Oh, sure. Plenty of places to make more money.
Plenty of places to make a "safer" buck too…. but… well, it
all started back when I was a slave…. The FIRST time I was a
slave… You see, my Mistress was murdered by those
bastards…. A possibility she'd foreseen. She left a message
for me, in the event of her death, that told me exactly what
she wanted me to do, tasks I was to accomplish. I was to be
her revenge, her vengeance. I admit, I had quite a bit of
latitude in HOW I accomplished her instructions, but no
matter, when we liberate Elysium, her instructions will be
fulfilled, and I'll be free of her geas." Dahlia nodded
(carefully) and cocked her head to one side; "and then what
will you do?" The Lion chuckled; "you know, you're the
second person to ask me that in the last couple of days…."
Hinoki struggled, seeking to learn the limits of his
motion…… Jerking his head back, he felt the rubber sheath
they'd slipped over his erect cock stretch, and slide over
his flesh…. And then snap back, pulling his head down.
Something connected the tip of his muzzle to the slick
rubber sheath over his cock. Making the motion again, he
smiled; it felt rather good, almost as good as a wet pussy
working over his erect shaft….. Chuckling to himself he
masturbated by bending his body back, in a bow, tugging the
rubber around his shaft out, straining against his elastic
bonds, before relaxing, letting it slide back. It felt
GOOD…. But then, as he panted, he realized that the plug gag
in his mouth had a little hole in its center… he explored it
for a moment with his tongue…. And then sharply drawing in a
breath, he realized that in response, the rubber sheath
around his throbbing cock grew tighter… The two were
connected! It was a TUBE that ran from the sheath covering
his cock to the plug gag in his mouth! It was a delicious
irony; if he made himself cum, he'd get a mouthful. He was
laying there, trying to figure out just whether he wanted to
"play" with himself or not, when the plug they'd stuffed in
his ass came to life, vibrating wildly…. The decision made
for him, he groaned and writhed on the floor, the rubber
sliding slickly, delightfully, back and forth over his
John chuckled at the Cheetah's motions, and grabbing his
tail, the only exposed part, off-handedly dragged him out
into the corridor. Almost immediately a passing couple
stopped to look at the strange form, the lady Rabbit's paws
reaching down to caress his balls where they bulged from the
rubber covering just about every other portion of his
anatomy. Then, with a laugh, the couple turned and
continued their walk.
Jenka smiled at Tanj; "I'll have security watch him.
Right now, I think you and I need a shower. Lets mount up,
and get our noble steeds to carry us to the baths."
Tanj just yawned and nodded.
The Lion fell silent as he heard footsteps approaching from
behind. Then the poles of the sulky bounced twice and he
felt the reins tighten. "Lets go, you two; slowly. I want
to see you two start us off smoothly, with no jerking. Get
it right or we'll do it over until you do!" The Lion jumped
as the tip of the buggy whip flicked over his ass, and then
putting an even strain into it, he and Dalia started them
Tanj smiled and squirted water at the Lion. His paws
were bound behind his back with a simple plastic wire-tie,
and she was enjoying washing down her "steed." Next to her,
Jenka cavorted, nude, in the running water as she slowly
covered Dahlia in liquid soap. The Mare stood quietly, eyes
closed, seeming to enjoy the attention…. Especially when
Jenka let her soapy paws wander over breasts or crotch…..
Finally they all withdrew to the dryer grid, rubbing each
other as the cyclone of hot air swirled around them, drying
their wet fur. Tanj was pleased to see that the fur dye
was starting to wash out of the Lion's fur, leaving him a
yellow-white, and that the "perm" was coming out of his
mane… He was starting to look a little more normal…..
except for the ex-puffballs at wrists and ankles. As she
looked at him she smiled, and decided she really did like
his crotch trimmed like that……
They were just heading for the door, when John stepped in,
to look enquiringly at Jenka. Jenka smirked and tilted her
head towards the Mare; "John, take her back to her quarters,
and see that she gets some rest. Then meet me in Ops; we
have some work related things that have gone unattended too
long." The Stallion nodded, and with a small bow, gestured
Dahlia to proceed through the door before him. Turning to
Tanj, Jenka sighed; "Work. You know how it is. What say
I join you for…. Um, is it Breakfast? No matter; I'll come
by your suite in about four hours." Tanj nodded and
yawned, and gesturing to the Lion, headed down the corridor
to her quarters. They'd gone a half dozen paces when the
Lion sighed; "you know, I really should check the e-mail……"
Tanj stopped, and sighed; "yeah…. So should I. I'd
rather go get some shut-eye, but you're right. Lets head up
The Lion's sigh turned heads all over the communications
center; 'Three hundred, and eighty-two messages! Geez, I'll
be here all night!" Tanj frowned at her own in-box…..
most of the items looked routine, but….. Sighing and taking
a sip from her coffee, she opened the first one…..
Jenka smiled and looked down at the bound form in the
corridor. Hinoki, in his writhings, had actually moved a
dozen meters down the corridor. Bending, the Pantheress,
squirted some goo from a tube in to her paw and then gently
rubbed it around the tight sack of the Cheetah's bound
balls… For a moment the Cheetah was still, and then his
motions redoubled. Jenka chuckled and winking at the
security camera focused on them, turned and headed back to
Hinoki howled as the paw that had caressed his aching balls
suddenly left them feeling as if they'd been set on fire!
IT BURNED! Howling, he squirmed even more, seeking an
escape, and in the process, the rubber sheath encasing his
still rigid shaft only took him closer to the next uncounted
Tanj closed the last e-mail message and sighed. She had
been right. Nothing seemed to be happening, the sector
rather quiet. While she was sure it was the lull before the
storm, she still wasn't going to object. Looking over at
the grumbling Lion, she realized she had some time before
he'd be finished. Too long a time to just sit there,
probably too short a time to go back to her suite without
him….. sighing she turned back to her terminal and started
a search for prominent Wolverines on Elysium…… There was a
distressingly large amount of data…..
Zassa yawned and sat up. Scratching her head, trying to
bring some order to her hair, she looked around… Chris
seemed to be gone. Somewhat surprised, she rose, and padded
nude into the bathroom, to clean up some.
The Lion shook his head as they walked back to Tanj's
quarters. "You know its awful difficult trying to get
anything done here, especially with the schedule we've been
keeping." Tanj chuckled; "Oh, you'll be back to
schedules soon enough, Slave. Right now, you're NOT
SUPPOSED to be worrying about that. Now be quiet, like a
good slave. One step to Tanj's left, and one step behind
her, the Lion just grumbled…..
Zassa pulled the Tee-shirt on over her head, flipped her
pony tail out from under the collar and turned for the door.
She wondered what the others were up to, wondered what Jenka
might have planned for them next, and under it all, she
wondered if she'd see Chris again…… Padding from her
quarters, she looked left and right, wondering where she
could get something to eat, before looking for the others…..
Jenka looked down at the quiet, latex-covered form. His
chest was still moving; he was still breathing, but it
looked as if he'd masturbated himself into exhaustion.
Chuckling, knowing JUST what would bring him out of it, she
uncapped the tube and squirted more goo into her palm.
Bending over, she once again smeared the stuff over the
Cheetah's bound balls…..
The Vixen heard something behind her just as she rounded the
corner at the intersection of the corridors. It was an
unusual sound, just unusual enough to draw her attention,
and she turned to look behind her….. Suddenly she ran up
against something large and soft. Starting a muttered
apology, she tried to step back, turning her head to look at
whomever she'd run into, when suddenly something was pulled
over her head. Suddenly afraid, she struggled, trying to
bring her paws up to grasp the hood, but strong paws caught
hers, holding her, while someone else tightened the opening
of the leather hood around her neck. Then her wrists were
pulled back down, to be bound together behind her back, her
ankles were trussed, and she was unceremoniously tossed over
someone's shoulder. Squirming, she tried to scream……
Hinoki groaned, coming all too rapidly awake as something
set his balls on fire again. Panting, squirming, he felt
strong hands lift him from the floor and shift him to….
something. A moment later he felt himself moving, and
decided that they must have put him on some sort of cart.
Groaning, he lay there, wondering if his poor balls would
ever be the same…….
Jenka smiled as she entered Tanj's quarters, John
following with a serving cart. "I thought brunch might be
more in order, and of course, I couldn't make up my mind, so
I had John bring several of everything. Why don't you call
your friends, and we'll all break our fast together?"
Zassa grunted as her body hit the floor. It had seemed like
they'd carried her for an hour, the person who's shoulder
she was being carried over making many twists and turns.
Three times she'd felt the sensation characteristic of being
in an elevator… in short, she had NO idea where she was.
When the hood was pulled off her head, she opened her mouth
to scream, but as she did so, something large and soft was
shoved into her mouth. At almost the same instant, a
heavily padded blindfold was pulled over her eyes, both
devices being not buckled, but apparently locked behind her
head. Screaming into her gag, she twisted and turned to no
avail. Her captors rapidly made short work of her jeans and
tee-shirt, deftly cutting them off, reducing them to rags….
And then she was being dragged across the floor, to be
stuffed into... something. It felt like a padded box.
Forced to kneel, she could feel something metal between her
legs. Ankles and knees were strapped down to the floor of
the box, bound paws pulled up behind her, bending her
forward, to be tied to the roof. Strong hands held her head
while someone locked a thick padded collar around her neck,
the collar attached to the walls of the box in what seemed
to be four dimensions…. Up, Down, Left, and Right. And then
there was a slamming sound, and the sound of power tools, as
if fasteners were being tightened…. She'd seen boxes like
this before. They were for transporting individual slaves.
The metal between her thighs would be a trough for
collecting bodily wastes, and she had the suspicion that the
soft plug in her mouth would probably secrete sugar water
from time to time…. Then suddenly the crate shook and
tilted. She was being taken somewhere…..
Wanda purrrred as Kath popped another grape into her open
mouth. After chewing, she looked at Tanj and shrugged;
"No, haven't seen Zassa since she went off with that brown
fox…what was his name? Chris?" Jenka chuckled; "I wouldn't
worry about those two. Chris is likely to keep her
"entertained" for a good long while. Don't worry, he'll
have her back here by this evening. Tanj nodded slowly;
"Hope you know him REAL well; I'd hate for him to hurt
Zassa grunted as the crate hit the floor. Getting dropped
was beginning to get old…. Once again the sound of power
tools reached her ears, and she sensed, more than heard the
side of the crate being removed. The voice of Chris
suddenly filled her ears, the Fox obviously whispering
directly into her ear. "You're such a delightful little
thing, I've decided to make off with you. I'm bailing out
on Jenka. Never could make enough money around this place
anyways. I’m taking one of her Raider ships, and some data
that I know others will be interested in….. And I'm taking
you. I know a buyer that will pay a very pretty penny for a
slave like you. And I think you might be useful in easing
the boredom of a long trip, for me and my crew…. So sit
back, and enjoy the ride." Zassa tried to shake her head as
the fox shoved foam inserts into her ears, his chuckling
gradually being muffled, first from one side, and then the
other… and then she felt, more than heard, the side of the
container banging closed. In the silent dark, bound on her
knees, she wondered what was to become of her. Would
Tanj even know she'd been abducted? Would Tanj be
able to find her? Rescue her?
Jenka touched her napkin to her lips and sat up suddenly;
"Oh, my! I've completely forgotten! Rising from the table,
Jenka padded across the suite to the breakfast cart.
Pulling back the curtain that covered its lower half, she
exposed Hinoki's bound form; "Somehow I doubt he's hungry;
he's been "snacking" regularly, I'm afraid, but I do suppose
we should let him up….."
Zassa groaned. The crate under her was vibrating. She knew
that vibration. It felt like a starship's drive. After a
while, she started getting a little cold, as if the icy cold
of space were sucking the heat out of a ship's cargo bay……
She'd completely lost track of how long she'd been in the
crate, but she knew she'd missed at least one meal. The
sugar water excreted by the porous gag in her mouth did
absolutely nothing to ease her hunger, but she did have to
pee…. Did the trough between her legs have a collection pot,
or would it just slosh there….. Groaning, she decided she
could put off knowing a little longer. Listening to the
sound of her own heartbeat, she wondered how many more meals
she'd miss before someone came to release her…..
Hinoki groaned as the hands unbound him. As the latex hood
was stretched away from his face, he blinked at the bright
light, his vision gradually resolving into Tanj's smiling
face. The Cheetah smiled, and crooked one eyebrow up; "You
O.K., Dear?" Hinoki chuckled hoarsely; "Oh, LORD that was
marvelous! I have GOT to get me one of these!" All around
the suite, everyone broke into laughter.
Zassa heard the sound of power tools, dimly through her
earplugs. Somehow, as the crate was shifted, as the side
was removed, one of her earplugs fell out. A strange voice
growled; "Yeah, the boss was right. This one's a looker all
right." Another voice chuckled; "Yeah, I just LOVE dem
Vixens, but do you really think we should be doing this? I
mean, if the boss catches us…." The first voice growled;
"Nah, she ain't no virgin, and the boss has already
determined she ain't got no sexually transmitted diseases.
We get her cleaned up and back in her box, he won't know the
difference. Its not like SHE'S going to tell him, now is
it?" The second voice just chuckled… and then two sets of
paws were working at the straps securing her into the
Hinoki sighed as the water cascaded down around him. Nice
and Hot. Steamingly hot. It felt SO good after being in
that latex prison for so long. Pouring some liquid soap
into his paw, he started rubbing it over his tummy, just
delighting in the sensations… moving his paw down, he washed
on either side of his sheath, and then moved down a little
further….. Suddenly his eyes went WIDE open! His balls,
his balls that had been repeatedly coated with something
that burned like fire, where HUGE! Stepping out of the
water, looking down at himself, he beheld two balls the size
of…. well, they FELT like grapefruits, but were actually
smaller….. more the size of large lemons, and seemingly
perfectly round. The skin of his sack was stretched tight,
so tight they seemed to be held right up against his body…..
For a moment he wondered if having them bound by the latex
suit, a constriction between testicles and body, had injured
them somehow… and then he remembered.. A feminine paw
caressing him there, time and again, and each time they'd
burned so….. Thinking of the cream that females apply to
their breasts, to make them increase in size, he chuckled
and wondered if Jenka or Tanj hadn't come up with
something just for guys….. Finishing his shower, he stepped
onto the dryer grid, straining to catch a look at himself in
the foggy bathroom mirror……
Zassa gasped as her gag was unbuckled…. Her captors had
dragged her from the box, only to force her BACK down onto
paws and knees. They hadn't seemed too interested in
freeing her completely, loose restraints dangling from
wrists, ankles and neck, and her blindfold still covered her
eyes. In fact, she could feel one of them, apparently the
larger one, moving around behind her, one paw roughly
grasping the base of her tail, while the other took her head
by her ears and rubbed her muzzle against his crotch…. They
were only interested in one thing, that was obvious…… As
she heard the male in front of her growl; "Open up, Baby,
Daddy's got a snack for you" she wondered if it would help
any if she bit him……..
Hinoki, a towl around his shoulders, but otherwise still
nude, padded out into Tanj's Suite. He couldn't believe
that Jenka, Tanj's long-time "part time" Mistress, didn't
have her in a kennel somewhere…. It was strange to see
Tanj treated as an equal….. still, he wasn't going to
complain. Moving over to the breakfast cart he started
lifting plate covers, seeing what was left.
"I'm gonna get them for this" Zassa growled to herself. The
furr in front of her had shoved a ring gag into her mouth
when she'd parted her lips for him. Now she couldn't bite
him even if she wanted to. The furr behind her, a Bear she
thought, was bucking his hips at her with little finesse,
his large cock driving deep into her, and now the smaller
one, an Otter, she thought, was fucking her face. In other
circumstances, she might have enjoyed their attentions,
Jenka smiled at the Cheetah male from Tanj's bed. The
Pantheress was sprawled across it, her feet hanging off one
side, her hair hanging off the other. With her head propped
up on one paw, she grinned wickedly at Hinoki; "now that
you've replenished your strength, I have a challenge for
Zassa moaned; she just couldn’t help herself. She'd done
just fine until the Bear had moved one massive paw around
her hips to rub crudely at her mons. The Otter had then
released her ears to lean over her head, his paws reaching
down to cup her swaying breasts, to tug and twist at her
nipples. In spite of herself, she was getting aroused,
getting hot…… Getting to the point where she didn't want
them to quit, to go away, to release her……. Groaning,
Zassa's tongue licked at the Otter's shaft, her pussy
clenching around the Bear's, as she sought her climax…..
Hinoki grinned as he knelt on the floor. His ankles were
bound together, his paws tied behind his back, to his
ankles. Otherwise he was unfettered. Kath had her paws
tied behind her back, her ankles tied to the floor on either
side of Hinoki's hips, and a rope around her waist was
threaded through an eye-bolt in the floor. Hinoki chuckled
to himself, thinking on Jenka's station, no well appointed
suite was without eyebolts in the floor, for tying down
slaves….. Kath grinned and slowly lowered herself onto the
Cheetah's hard cock, purrring a little as she snuggled onto
his lap. Then Wanda was measuring the length of the rope,
and tying it off to the Eyebolt. If the Wolverine had done
her job right, Kath would be able to lift herself off
Hinoki's lap, but wouldn't be able to rise off his cock.
There was also only about a foot of chain between their
collars. Jenka's challenge had been explicit. Hinoki had
been instructed to move in such a way, as to make the Mink
climax, and to make himself cum. Kath, on the other hand,
had been ordered by Wanda to move in such a way as to
prevent EITHER of them from cumming. Generous rewards were
promised to the one that succeeded, along with dire
punishments promised to the one who failed. As Jenka
shouted "GO", Hinoki dropped his head as far as he could, to
nuzzle at Kath's breasts……. Kath, for her part, assumed
that Hinoki would start by bucking his hips up at her, and
had risen, until the rope had gone taut, only making
Hinoki's assault on her breasts all the easier…..
Zassa grunted as the Otter came in her mouth; she was soooo
close, so very close. Greedily she sucked at him,
swallowing every droplet of his spunk, as she rocked back,
shoving herself back at the Bear……..
Hinoki chuckled and moved in as unpredictable a manner as
possible. Most of the time he succeeded in faking Kath out,
making HER move on HIS shaft… and he could tell it was
having an effect too; the Mink's face was drawn, her eyes
closed tight, her mouth hanging open as she panted.
Chuckling the Cheetah rolled his hips to the left, shifting
and then drove up and to the right. Kath felt the movement
and had shifted to Hinoki's left, moving with him, his
sudden thrust catching her unawares…..
Wanda watched and chuckled; "I think she's going to need
more practice in this game….."
Zassa HOWLED at the top of her lungs; the Bear, behind her,
had pulled out of her pussy at the last minute, seemingly at
the last second, just an instant before she gained her
release. Grunting, the ursine must have been stroking his
own cock, as a second later, hot drops of his cum were
raining down on her back…. She'd been SO close to her
climax….. Frustrated she screamed out her displeasure.
The Otter winced and snatched the ring gag from the howling
Vixen's mouth; before she could shut it, he jammed the plug
gag back into her mouth, silencing her. Grinning at the
Bear, he turned to shove her towards the waiting crate…..
Kath couldn't take it any more; it seemed like EVERY motion
she made only made things worse; and the harder she tried,
the worse it got; the worse it got, the less she could
concentrate on what she was doing! Finally with a long,
drawn out groan, her body betrayed her, her climax arriving,
warm waves of pleasure, mixed with little electric jolts,
radiating out from her pussy, to engulf her. Hinoki felt his
"victim" writhe, heard her cry, and knew he'd won. Speeding
up, fucking her harder, bucking his hips up into her, making
the rope around her waist go tight time and again, he sought
his own moment of release, his own "triumph"!
Tanj chuckled as she drew a paw lazily over Jenka's hip;
"That DOES look like a challenge. I'll have to try that
someday…." In front of her, on the bed, Jenka purrred; "Oh,
you will. You will……." But right now, what say we see how
John, and your stowaway play the game…..
Zassa sobbed silently. She'd been so close, on the very
edge of release. And now, they were gone, having strapped
her back into the crate, leaving her back coated with the
Bear's cum. She couldn't move. There wasn't ANY way she
could get herself off, strapped down like she was. She
couldn't see; they'd even replaced the one earplug that had
fallen out. She was SOOOO frustrated!
Dahlia looked down at the Stallion's cock. He WAS huge! He
knelt there, tied as Hinoki had been, waiting patiently.
Shifting her hooves to either side of him, her crotch almost
in his face, she crouched, sinking down, until the head of
his shaft was just touching her crotch…..
Zassa was getting cold again. The vibrations still came
through the floor, the ship apparently still under way. The
Bear's spunk was drying on her back, making her itch and
there was NO way she could scratch…… As the plug in her
mouth started to ooze sugar water again, she wondered how
long she'd be able to hold out, before she had to void her
Dahlia looked into the Stallion's eyes and grinned, waiting
for Jenka to signal the start of their match. And then it
struck her…. Here she was, impaled on his cock in front of a
bunch of people, and she didn't care. Alone, or in front of
a crowd, it didn't matter to her anymore….. what a marvelous
thought. So lost was she in her revelation that she didn't
even hear Jenka shout "go" and click her stop-watch…. And
the horse's motion under her came as a complete, but not
"Can't…. I just can't hold it any longer" Zassa whimpered to
herself. Not knowing just what would happen, she relaxed
her muscles, and peed. The sound was almost musical, the
stream of liquid striking the metal of the trough between
her thighs….. And there was a gurgling sound… after she'd
stopped, after a few seconds, there was another sound of
water, obviously a water spray "flushing" her urine out of
the trough, into some receptacle. "Pretty sophisticated
kidnapers" she groaned; "and that means I'm probably going
to be here for a LONG while……." Sighing to herself, she
wondered what she could think about next, to try and hold
the boredom at bay….. Revenge fantasies floated through her
mind; in her time with the Brethren, she’d heard all sorts
Dahlia chuckled; she thought she'd hit upon a winning
strategy. It might not work for the Mink, being smaller
than the Cheetah, and the Cheetah being nicely muscular to
boot… But she was a Clydesdale, and wasn't exactly built
light…. Oh, the Stallion was a powerful beast, and had been
moving under her quite delightfully… but he was beginning to
tire. All she had to do was to sit heavily on his lap, even
if his cock was buried almost painfully deep within her, and
eventually he'd be too tired to stir. Then, time would run
out and she'd win. Chuckling she bent her head to nuzzle at
the side of his neck, licking here and there, gradually
working upwards until she could whisper into one of his
ears; "you're going to loose……"
Kath watched the Stallion's muscles bulge, watched his body
move… He was a magnificent male machine… but Dahlia was
almost as big as he was, and her weight was holding him
down, gravity fighting every move he tried to make.…..
Tugging again at her punishment, a rather harsh metal and
leather chastity belt, locked around her waist, she sighed.
She was getting so hot watching those two "fight" and there
wasn't anything she could do about it!
Jenka sighed and shook her head; "TIME!" John, you are such
a disappointment to me. I just don't know WHAT I'm going to
do with you. All right, now for the winner's reward……"
Rising from the bed, moving forward, Jenka proceeded to
untie the Stallion's arms and legs, and the rope around
Dahlia's waist. "Okay, John, I want you to fuck her to
three climaxes, but don't you DARE cum yourself. That's
YOUR punishment for having failed." Dahlia eeped as the
Stallion's paws came up to grasp her waist, their bodies
swaying, tilting, until her back hit the floor with a thump,
the Stallion's body coming down on top of hers.… She shifted
a little, her arms still bound behind her back… and then the
Stallion's hips were bucking, pumping that thick shaft into
her…….. Grinning at having "won" she concentrated on the
sensations, determined to enjoy her "prize"…. No matter who
Zassa came awake slowly. Unable to see, hear or move, one
part of her wondered how she knew she was awake and not
still sleeping. Then the crate moved again, and she
realized that the vibration had stopped. They were…..
somewhere. The crate thumped against something, tilted a
little, and then thumped again. Then there was the
sensation of movement. She was on some sort of dolly, or
cart, being wheeled somewhere……
Dahlia whinnyed at the top of her lungs, her body
shuddering. The Stallion's thick cock was buried to the
hilt within her, its head pushing at her cervix. Somewhere
along the line, the Stallion had turned her over onto her
knees and with his hands on her waist, holding her in
position, and was thrusting into her like nothing she'd ever
felt before. Tossing back her head again, her breasts
swaying wildly, the Stallion's shaft again spreading the
tunnel from lips to womb, she let out a scream of
Zassa felt the crate stop. Then start again. Then stop…..
John slowly lowered the Mare's body to the floor, and gently
unbound her hands. Her third climax had been so powerful,
she appeared to have passed out. Smiling in satisfaction,
he turned, to kneel by Jenka, head bowed, a slight smile on
Jenka nodded to John, her face a mixture of sternness
warring with approval. When the door chimed she looked at
the clock and grinned; "Ah, perfect timing. John, will you
let them in, please?
Chris looked at the naked Stallion sporting the huge hard-on
and chuckled, shaking his head. Nodding to Jenka, he turned
and grabbed the handle of the anti-gravity pallet, tugging
it into the room. On the pallet was a green painted crate……
Zassa sensed the scream of the power tool, felt the side of
the crate being pulled away…. And then someone was pulling
the plug from her right ear….. An all too familiar voice
said : "Mistress, I have a present for you. A Vixen we
captured, enslaved for your amusement. She's had a long,
hard "voyage" here, but I'm sure she will be more than eager
to please you.….. As per our agreement, I give her to you,
for sanctuary from the pirate Jenka…….
Chris reached into the crate, to unfasten the Vixen's arms
from the roof of the crate, her ankles and knees from the
floor, her collar from the straps holding her in position…
and then he was dragging her bodily out of her prison, and
onto the carpeted floor. Jenka chuckled, making her voice
husky, disguising it; "She is Beautiful… but she looks a
little the worse for wear. Perhaps she'll clean up well,
though. Tell me, is she talented, or will she have to be
trained……" Chris chuckled; "Ah, Mistress, she is most
talented, and delightfully responsive. Shall I demonstrate?
At Jenka’s nod, Chris forced the Vixen to her knees, and
pushed her head forward, to the floor. Zassa panted, her
cheek against the carpeted floor, her ass high in the air,
paws still bound behind her back, as the Fox settled himself
behind her…. And then she felt the gentlest of touches along
her labia, stroking from base to clit…..
Tanj watched silently as the Fox stroked Zassa,
conflicting emotions playing over the Vixen’s face. It was
obvious she was pissed as hell at being held like that, but
bound as she was, she knew discretion was the better part of
valor….. and yet, as the Fox stroked her, it was obvious
that she was enjoying his touch. No matter how much she
might want to deny it, it was obvious that Zassa was
enjoying his caress.
The Lion yawned and stole a look at a wall mounted
chronograph…. And then did a double-take. He’d known it
was getting on towards evening, but evening on THAT day?
Chuckling to himself, he shook his head; my how time flew
when you were having fun…..
Zassa panted; she was holding herself as still as possible,
resisting the urge to move back towards that teasing,
tormenting finger.. She was still horny from the previous
session with that blasted Bear, and now this slow,
languorous teasing was driving her CRAZY. If she ever got
out of this, she swore she’d KILL that danged Fox!
Chris smiled and watched the Vixen, the motions of his
finger slowing, almost stopping, and then speeding back up,
watching her responses, knowing, feeling how close she was
getting to her release. After a while, he pulled his paw
back, to move around to the Vixen’s side, to unbuckle her
gag. "Is my little Slave horny? Does she want something?"
Zassa’s growled reply sounded highly uncharacteristic of
her; "Yes you ba…. Grrrrr, Yes, Master….. This slave wants
to cum!" Chris reached around to stroke her twat again.
After a moment he looked up at Jenka; "see? What did I tell
you? Amazingly responsive. As furious as she is, she’d
rather I fingered her to a climax, than to try and kill me."
Looking back at the Vixen, Chris slapped her ass hard,
making her jerk; "Now, my little Slave, what will you do, to
earn your release? Will you please your new mistress? Will
you please all her counselors? Will you please the lowliest
of her slaves? Will you please ME? What will you do?"
Zassa was silent for a moment, panting, as the Fox’s fingers
toyed with her tender bits. After a moment she shuddered,
"Any of it, you flaming ba…. Master, I’ll do anything. I am
yours to command….." Chris smiled; "Very well; the price of
your orgasm, Slave, is that you bring everyone in this room,
myself included, to an orgasm. But I’ll let you cum
first….. If you agree, nod your head. From this moment on,
you will be silent, on pain of the Lash!" Zassa sighed and
nodded. Chris grinned, his paw stroking between the Vixen’s
thighs a little harder, a little faster, soft little liquid
sounds the only noise in the room, save for the Vixen’s
Zassa rested her forhead on the carpet, as the Fox’s fingers
labored within her sex. She would rather he’d fucked her,
but his fingers were talented, obviously knowing just where
to stroke, just where to touch her. She fought it bravely,
wanting it to last, but in scarce minutes she was screaming,
her vaginal muscles clenching spasmodically around his
Hinoki chuckled, and tugged at Tanj’s tail; "Me first,
Mistress? Please?" Tanj looked at the irrepressible
Cheetah and smiled; after all the sex he’d had in the last
couple of days, you would have thought…… ah, but most of
that had been "solo" sex, hadn’t it? The gimmicked powered
armor, and the latex body suit… Grinning, Tanj just
nodded and waved a paw at the Vixen. With a whoop, Hinoki
launched himself across the room, sliding to his knees just
before the Vixen. Grabbing her ears, he forced her head up
just a little, and then bucked his hips forward, shoving the
head of his cock at her lips.
Zassa almost gagged as a hard cock was shoved into her
mouth… for a moment she was tempted to bite, no ring gag
holding her jaws apart… but a deal was a deal. She’d been
trained by the Brethren; if escape was to be had, she’d
escape, she’d fight her way home, to her friends, and in the
process leave this bastard in a world of hurt……
Hinoki grinned at the Fox, now seated behind Zassa, lightly
toying with her sex as the Cheetah male fucked her face.
Acting the part of the barbarian, Hinoki took her roughly,
his paws twisting her ears. Zassa for her part, stroked him
with her tongue, expertly, if not enthusiastically. It
didn’t matter to Hinoki; her mouth was warm, and wet, her
tongue slithering here and there, doing just what he liked.
Groaning he savored the feeling as her tongue stroked the
most sensitive underside of his shaft, flicked over its
head, and then stroked back towards its base. Purrring with
delight, the Cheetah’s hips bucked involuntarily, driving
his shaft between her lips, over her tongue, until the head
of his cock forced its way past the back of her throat,
driving down, filling her throat…..
Zassa gagged for a moment around his shaft, and then she
swallowed involuntarily. As her throat muscles rippled and
surged around his shaft, the Cheetah threw back his head and
HOWLED, cumming immediately.
Hinoki’s cock pumped wadd after wadd down the Vixen’s
throat, his oversized balls pressed against her chin. In a
way, he was amazed that he had any cum left to give her…...
Zassa was starting to struggle, to seek escape, his shaft
blocking the passage of air to her lungs, when Hinoki
finally pulled back. Wiping his cock on first one cheek and
then the other, he purred and tossled her unkempt hair;
"Zassa, I have always said you were great at that…."
The words were no sooner out of his mouth than Hinoki’s eyes
went wide, one paw slapping over his own mouth as if to cut
off further comment. Jenka groaned and flopped back on the
bed… and cuddled in Wanda’s lap, Kath just laughed.
Zassa’s ears stood straight up! How did they know her name?
That had sounded just like Hinoki!…. And then paws were
working at the fastening of her blindfold, unlocking it….
Blinking at the light, Zassa looked around…. There was this
HUGE Stallion….. at first she didn’t recognize him, but then
she turned, blinking, looking around. Seeing the smiling
face of the Lion, still looking halfway like an oversized
Poodle…. Wanda, and a laughing Kath….. Tanj lying on a
bed, and Jenka… JENKA! Jenka taking Hinoki by the throat, to
yell in his face…. With a groan, the Vixen toppled onto her
side, to pant; "you BASTARDS!"
Kath worked at unbuckling her wrist cuffs, and chortled; "oh
come on, Zassa, you should have KNOWN Tanj wouldn’t let
anything actually happen to you. Now tell me the truth;
didn’t you find it just a little bit exciting?" The Vixen
stretched her arms, and then rubbed her wrists; "if I had
KNOWN it might have been… I might have been able to enjoy
it… but it was so REALISTIC! I HONESTLY thought…. Oh, where
IS that Fox! I’m gonna….."
Jenka, sitting on a yelling Hinoki, his shouts muffled by
her posterior, looked over at Zassa; "You’ll do EXACTLY what
you promised, or I’ll tie you up and hand you BACK over to
Chris! Besides, he left. ‘Bout three, maybe four minutes
ago. He knows this station too well; you’ll never find him.
Now be a good girl and go see what you can do for John; poor
boy’s had a hard on for HOURS…..
Zassa looked over at the Stallion and then did a double-
take, a smile spreading over her face… "you know, I said I’d
give them each an orgasm…. But I didn’t say HOW, did I?"
Jenka looked at Tanj and grinned; "No, and we didn’t say
how you had to either, if I remember correctly….." Zassa
smiled, a predatory look on her face; "Good. I do it MY
way. Now, Horsie… BIG Horsie… be a dear and lay down on
Tanj snuggled Jenka and watched… "Don’t you think he’s
just a little …. Big for her? Jenka shrugged, and shifted,
letting Hinoki up; "I suspect, given what Chris did to her,
that she’s probably more than just a little sexually
frustrated. Maybe John’s just what she needs…….
Hinoki yawned; "well, as Zassa’s fulfilled her obligation to
me, if no one minds, I’ll head back to my quarters, and get
some shut-eye. Tanj smiled and nodded, and with a wave,
Hinoki, still nude, padded from the suite.
Tanj watched Zassa for a while; the Vixen was squatting
astride the Stallion, the massive head of his cock wedging
apart her labia. Grunting, the Vixen was, inch by inch,
working his massive tool into her pussy. John had a look on
his face that seemed to be half way between ecstasy, and
fear for the safety of the Vixen, while Zassa had a look on
her face of commingled pain and delight…. Chuckling,
Tanj reached down to grab the Lion’s collar; "come on,
you; I want to see how well WE do in that little game Jenka
had Kath and Hinoki play. Betcha I can take you!" The Lion
rose, to follow; "bet me? Bet me what?" Tanj chuckled;
"uppity slave! I’ll bet you a day of your slavery! Win and
I’ll reduce it by one. Fail and it increases by one." To
Tanj’s surprise, the Lion chuckled; "No Deal! Have you
looked at the clock lately, MISTRESS? If we’re to be home
by the time your contract runs out, we have to leave
tomorrow!" Tanj did a classic double-take, checking
first one and then a second Chrono…. With a sigh she
shrugged; "Just a day then. To be determined later. Win
and I’ll be your slave for a day; I win, and you’re mine for
a day. A WHOLE day." The Lion chuckled and nodded;
"Mistress, you’re on!"
Jenka paced around the two; the Lion was kneeling, his paws
tied behind his back. Tanj was astride his lap, the
Lion's thick cock filling her. Her paws were also tied
behind her back, and a rope encircling her waist limited her
vertical movement. A short chain between their collars
further limited their "travel." Jenka smiled, clicked the
stopwatch and growled "GO!"
The Lion chuckled, starting with Hinoki's opening move. He
just sat there. Tanj tensed, as if to rise on tiptoes,
following any motion he might make, but mostly she stayed as
motionless. The Lion grinned at her. With small motions,
his hips jerking up just a little, he slowly drove Tanj
upwards. The Cheetah HAD to follow his motions; there was
no way she could force him back to the floor….. Finally the
rope around her waist went tight, the Lion pressing up into
her from below. For a moment they were immobile like that,
muscles straining, and then the Lion chuckled, licked
Tanj on the nose, and dropped to the floor, his cock
almost sliding completely out of her. Tanj groaned, and
was tempted to drop down after him, following him, but then
she realized if she did, such a rapid, violent motion would
just take him (and her) that much closer to an orgasm.
Groaning she slooowly lowered herself onto his shaft,
panting…. He only gave her a moment's rest before again,
incrementally bucking up against her, forcing her up and up,
until again the rope around her waist drew tight…. And then
with a grunt the Lion let himself fall down to the floor
Zassa could swear she could see the outline of the Horse's
shaft in the fur of her tummy. She'd probably been
stretched wider, the last time she'd been fisted, but this
just wasn't the same….. Somehow this felt like "more"…..
Groaning she struggled to move, inching upwards, and then
moving slowly, carefully back down, humping the Stallion,
riding him in slow motion…..
Dahlia watched the Vixen with a strange twinge of jealousy.
Who was this little slip of a girl to take on something more
properly belonging to someone her size? Did she really
think she could do as good a job bringing John off, as she
could? Lord, the Vixen must be almost painfully tight on
the Stud's cock!
Tanj groaned; at the rate things were going, they'd both
cum before the time limit ran out. Somehow she just
couldn't think of a strategy to defeat him. He was strong
enough to keep this up for a good while, and she wasn't
heavy enough to tire him out, or to weigh him down, forcing
him to stay on the floor……. At one point she tried holding
herself high, at the limit of travel, the rope taut against
her ass.. but the Lion just whooped and shifted into
overdrive, fucking her hard for a moment until she realized
the error of her ways and just dropped back down onto his
lap in exhaustion. Groaning, Tanj did everything she
could to match his movements, to minimize the friction of
his shaft in her pussy…… praying that time would run out
The Lion chuckled, feinting, jerking his hips just a mite,
and then as Tanj tried to rise, to mimic his motion he
dropped down a bit and then as she STOPPED moving, he drove
his hips upwards, impaling his cock to the limit in her
wetness. This was fun, teasing her like this, but he
wondered, if it was HIS job to prevent them from cumming,
how would HE do it? Glad he had the easy job, the Lion
moved as randomly and as unpredictably as possible, with
Zassa looked down at the Horse beneath her and grinned.
Moving carefully, she threw one leg up, and brought it down
on the other side of the Stallion, slowly twisting on his
shaft. John watched, his eyes bulging out, as the Vixen
shifted, changing position, rotating on his shaft until she
faced his feet. Leaning forward, bending his cock more
towards a perpendicular position, putting a strain on his
sheath, the Vixen gasped and started moving again, both paws
dropping down into her "lap" to fondle the Horse's balls…..
Tanj shuddered; she should have risen, but instead, he'd
tricked her and she'd let herself drop, just as he thrust
his hips up; it was the final straw, and with a moan of
dismay, her climax blossomed within her…… The Lion grinned
ferociously, moving as hard and as fast as he could,
thrusting into her now unresisting body.
Jenka sighed and looked at the stopwatch; "unlucky for her.
She had only 13 seconds to go." Then with a grin, the
Pantheress purrrred; "Ah, well, its obvious she too needs
more practice…." Her train of thought was interrupted by
the Lion's Roar, as he too found his release.
Wanda smiled and nudged Kath; "wake up, Dear; I think the
floor show is winding down. Lets head back to our quarters,
and get some sleep." The Mink blinked and nodded, smoothly
rising to her feet, waiting for Wanda to collect the end of
Tanj sighed and sagged in defeat, leaning against the
Lion's chest. She felt Jenka working to untie the rope
around her waist, but ignored it for the moment; she'd been
so sure she could win, that she could "master" the Lion….
But somehow it just hadn't worked out that way. Had she,
deep down, really wanted to loose? She didn't know. Maybe
she'd never know…..
Jenka chuckled and tied the rope to the collar Tanj had
put on for the "game." Come along, Dear; for your little
"vacation" I've treated you as you wanted to be treated.
But now, if you're going to have to leave tomorrow, for this
last night, I'm going to treat you as you DESERVE to be
treated. For this night, once again, you are my Pet. Now
come along." Tanj smiled wistfully, and shook her head;
she knew Jenka would get around to this eventually, and it
didn't exactly displease her…. Tilting her head up, she
gave the amused Lion a goodbye kiss, and then, sloooowly
rose off his cock, to padd off after Jenka.
Jenka paused at the door, to look back. Zassa was still
slowly humping the Stallion, but it was plain from the look
on his face that he wouldn't last much longer. "John, when
you're through with her, take the Lion and the Mare down to
the Kennels. Can't have random slaves running around. Let
the staff amuse themselves with them, if they choose. And
bring me breakfast at, um, 0900 tomorrow." Tugging on
Tanj's rope, the Pantheress walked through the door, a
smile on her face.
Dahlia watched, from her kneeling position on the floor, as
the Stallion's head came up, as his muscles tensed. It
actually seemed like, for a moment, his eyes crossed, and
then he was arching his body, lifting the Vixen from the
floor…… Frowning a little, she wondered if, given the
chance, SHE could do that to him……
Zassa screamed as the Stallion came inside her; he was so
thick, her sex stretched so tight around his shaft that
there was no way his cum could leak out… And thus, as his
cock spurted and pulsed, she felt like she was blowing up
like a balloon, his hot seed flooding her, filling her.
Writhing, she struggled through her own climax, brought on
by the Stud's throbbing cock…….
John had to move very carefully; the Vixen had literally
passed out, falling back against his chest. She was still
SO tight around his cock, so warm and delicious, that he was
tempted just to LEAVE her there, but duty got the best of
him. He had things he had to be doing. With paws under her
armpits, he pulled, gradually drawing her off his shaft.
Dahlia grinned as the Vixen's pussy tried to turn itself
inside out, as the Stallion pulled her off his cock. She'd
be sore tomorrow!
Gently laying Zassa to one side, the Stallion staggered to
his hooves. Grinning, he reached down to clip a leash to
the Lion's collar, and then, pulling the Lion along behind
him, to clip one to Dahlia's collar as well. Then, without
preamble, the three of them still nude, he led them from the
Tanj purrred softly as she washed Jenka's hair. Jenka
had decreed a bath, with all the luxuries, and Tanj was
to wait on her. Tanj had drawn the water, added just the
right amounts of perfumed oil and bubble bath, checked the
temperature, laid out the towels, poured the champagne…. And
then Jenka had soaked in the hot tub, a look of bliss on her
face, as Tanj washed her, stepping into the tub only long
enough to soap her Mistress up and down. Retreating from
the hot water, Tanj had knelt by Jenka's head,
occasionally refilling the champagne glass, waiting for
Jenka to signal that she was ready to continue….
Vandrosky set his tray down next to Henley’s in the
cafeteria and grinning, settled down onto the bench next to
him; "Talked to Parks over on the Intimidator. Seems he’s
not a happy camper these days." Henley chuckled; "let me
guess; the Brou device?" Vandrosky just nodded; "He’s been
averaging a half dozen messages a day to that mouse, I’m
told, and getting very frustrated when things don’t seem to
work the way the Mouse says they will. But he has gotten
the thing to run on less than the full output of the ship’s
engines, and I’m told that he HAS gotten small objects to
vanish. I’m told that one test object, an urn, popped into
existence on the station here… direcly over a big pot of
chilli in the galley; seems after it materialized, it fell a
half dozen feet, scoring a direct hit, splashing most of the
galley staff with scalding hot chilli." Henley chuckled;
"Ooooh, they’ve kept THAT one quiet…. I think we need to
blow the lid off that one…." Vandrosky hmmmed and shruged;
"not sure I want it spread around. If the device CAN move
things from here to there, then maybe the Mouse DID make a
phantom attacker vanish…" Henley nodded; "see your point..
By the way, where WAS the urn supposed to reappear?"
The Rabbit looked up from the console as the Stallion led
his charges into the Station's Slave Kennels, and grinned;
"Well, John, it looks like YOU'VE been having a good time
today! What we got here?" John smiled; "Harry, you don't
know the HALF of it. What I got here are two slaves
belonging to Mistress Tanj. You're supposed to keep them
until they're called for. No restrictions on their
activities in the meantime." Harry looked the Lion up and
down and shrugged; "heck, he's not my type. But I bet you'd
be interested in signing out the Mare." Behind the
Stallion, Dahlia blushed furiously, to the Lion's amusement.
Before the Stallion could answer, the Lion chuckled; "Oh, I
definitely think he'll be interested in a rematch; you see,
he lost to the Mare in a little contest of skill and stamina
earlier. That’s gotta hurt. But……. I think I know a way he
can regain his honor….."
John scowled at the Lion; that was NOT the way a slave was
supposed to address his "betters"…. And a slave wasn’t
supposed to speak without being spoken to, either….. But
his curiosity got the better of him; "and what would that
be, Slave? The Lion chuckled; "Mistress Tanj ran a
slightly different game, on the way out here. Dahlia saw
it; she knows about it… Tell me, do you know the position
known as "the swing?"
The Lion knelt on the floor, paws bound behind his back by a
simple wire-tie, as the Stallion got ready. With a mighty
surge, he pushed himself off the mat, arching, until only
hands and hooves were touching the floor, his body forming a
bridge from one side of the mat to the other. Dahlia,
unbound, ran her hands over his body, feeling the muscles,
studying his physique. Grinning at the Lion, giving him an
uncharacteristically lascivious wink, she threw one leg over
the Stallion's body, to straddle him. Bending her torso
almost horizontal, she squirmed back, slowly impaling
herself on the Stud's cock. Chuckling she straightened, and
with paws on the Stallion's stomach, she began to move…..
Harry watched for a minute and then shook his head; "If I
tried to do something like that, I'd have a sore back for a
year. Assuming I could move at all…. Just how's this
"game" run again? The Lion turned to look up at the Rabbit,
and smiled; "simple. First one to collapse looses. Harry
shook his head; "no way he's gonna win." The Lion just
chuckled; "Wanna bet?"
Tanj found it a most delicious way to be bound to Jenka's
bed. Long ago, she'd had a piercing done on her clitty; a
vertical piercing through both her clitty and the hood that
covered it. With a simple barbell stud passed through the
piercing, a single link of chain could be inserted between
clitty and hood, held in place by the piercing. Now, she
wore Jenka's collar, with a large, horizontal D-ring in
front. A light chain ran from the link through her piercing
up her front, between her breasts, through the ring in the
collar, terminating in a large ring, a ring too large to
slip back through the ring mounted in her collar. Most of
the weight of the chain, therefor, was taken up by her
collar, with only a few links, from the very end of the
chain, supported by her piercing. Until someone tugged on
the ring. And from that ring, at the moment, a chain ran
back down her body, attached to the foot of the bed.
Tension on the chain tugged directly at her most tender
parts, and that’s exactly what she was doing to herself.
With paws bound behind her back, she struggled to squirm
forward on the bed enough to lick at Jenka's sweet sex, each
strained motion causing her to tug the chain to her own
clitty. As she licked and nibbled, making Jenka purrr and
moan, she brought herself, via the jerking chain, closer and
closer to her own climax…… But Jenka had said if she
climaxed first she'd be punished….. Tanj grinned, licked
harder, stretching her tongue to the very limits, and
wondered what her punishment would be.
John's muscles quivered, and he seemed on the verge of
collapse.. but then he'd seemed on the verge of collapse for
the last five minutes. Dahlia, meanwhile, wantonly rode the
Stud's cock, putting on a display for the dozens of faces
pressed to the cell bars all through the Kennel. The Lion
watched, smiling, as the Mare pleasured herself. It was
good to see Dahlia so happy.
Harry's eyes went wide and he let out a strangled "no!" as
the Mare climaxed hard, her body shuddering, a loud whinny
escaping from her mouth. And then she was sliding from
John's body, collapsing to a heap on the floor next to him.
Slowly, almost painfully the Stallion lowered himself to the
mat, and then turned to nuzzle Dahlia. She smiled and
kissed him back, and then wrapping her arms around his neck,
she pulled him over on top of her; "You're not done yet,
Stud; not until YOU'RE satisfied. That's the winner's
prize!" John just grinned, and shifted, and in a moment his
cock was driving into the Mare to the tune of her grunts and
Jenka chuckled; the chain only let her pet half-way onto the
bed, and yet Tanj insisted in sleeping like that, her
head between her Mistress' thighs. Feeling Jenka shift on
the bed, Tanj yawned and then turned to start her licking
again…… no one was going to get much sleep this night…..
Harry looked at the Lion and shook his head; "I still can't
believe you won. Don't worry, I'm good for the credits.
But I'll tell you this. Its just going to make what I have
to do even easier……" The Lion looked up at the grinning
Rabbit and frowned… Now what?
Tanj awoke with a start as the doorbell rang, and then
yelped as her motion caused the chain to go tight, jerking
at her sore clitty. Jenka laughed and called "Come!" and a
moment later the door was sliding open to admit the
Stallion, once again pushing a breakfast cart. Tanj
looked at the cart and wondered if once again a bound Hinoki
was secured under its drapings….. Jenka yawned and mumbled;
"Just set a place for one, John. I'm going to go to the
bathroom, but while I take my morning shower, I need you to
punish this horrible slave. She disobeyed me repeatedly
last night, cumming when I'd told her not to. If she's that
horny she obviously needs to be fucked and fucked silly. I
want you to fuck her so hard she can't sit down on the way
home. Use the mounting couch if you want; its in the next
room. But drag it in here so I can watch." John just
nodded and began unloading the breakfast cart, as Jenka rose
from the bed and padded towards the bathroom.
Tanj stared at the Stallion, remembering the sight of
Zassa mounted on his long, thick cock, and wondered if she
could take him without ripping somewhere…… "Aw heck" she
thought to herself; "if Zassa can do it, so can I….."
The Mounting Couch was a padded piece of furniture that
supported Tanj in the traditional "hands and knees"
position. One heavily padded section went under her hips,
with her thighs strapped against its back. Her calves and
ankles were similarly strapped to its base, with more of the
velcro strapping. At the other end, a padded bar supported
her torso just above her breasts, and again, her arms were
strapped to that, above the elbow and at her wrists. Her
head hung freely, and again, where her chin might strike the
"couch" it was padded. When John had finished, she was
about as immobile as she could be. The Stallion then
attached small springs to the base of the couch, stretching
them up, to hook them to her nipple rings, tugging her
breasts downwards. A similar spring at her rear was
attached to the ring still held by her clitty piercing,
tugging her sharply there. And then the Stallion was
kneeling behind her, covering her ass in lubricant, working
it into her pussy……. And into her ASS!
The Lion blinked in amazement as Harry led him to a cell,
releasing his paws, and locking him within. He had water,
and a place to lie down… and as tired as he was, that was
welcome… but what had the Rabbit meant, about "what he was
going to have to do to him"? What were they up to now?
Tanj groaned as the Stallion grabbed her labia rings, to
tug apart the petals of her sex…. And then she felt him, the
head of his monstrous cock pressed against her, wedging her
apart. With a grunt, the Stallion slowly started to push
his length into her.
Jenka padded out of the bath, fur still a little spiky with
dampness, and grinned. The Stud was slowly working his
shaft into Tanj, giving her time to adjust…. Time to
stretch… barely. Striding over, the Pantheress knelt before
the bound Cheetah, to lift her chin; "Pet, I want you to
lick me to a climax, BEFORE he makes you cum, or I'll let
him have your ass. Start licking! Gasping, Tanj craned
her neck to obey, shuddering at the thought of that monster
in her ass! Behind her, as if to emphasize the point, the
Stallion placed one broad finger at her anus, and pressed……
Zassa groaned and stretched on the bed. Laying there, she
suddenly realized how wet her midsection felt. Stroking a
paw down her tummy, she grinned as she encountered the
matted, sticky fur of her crotch. That Stud had been
marvelous….. but she was still all stretched out, and his
cum had flowed out of her like a river, making a MESS of the
bed….. Struggling to her feet, the Vixen stripped the bed.
Her initial thought was that if she could find the Laundry,
no one would ever know how she'd abused Jenka's
hospitality…. And then she grinned; around here,
Housekeeping must be used to the problem. Never the less,
she stuffed all the sheets into one pillowcase, and then
padded off towards the bathroom. She wondered where Tanj
Tanj grunted with each stroke of the Stallion's cock; she
was so close to her release, and yet she had to hold it off,
stave it off, until she had licked Jenka to a climax…. The
thought of that Horsecock in her ass gave her the shivers!
Working her tongue furiously, she licked hard, almost
desperately at the Pantheress.
Hinoki yawned and clutched the pillow to his chest as if it
were a lover. Opening one eye, he looked at the chrono and
sighed. They were going to have to leave soon. If Tanj
were to get the Lion back to the Brethren on schedule,
they'd have to leave REAL soon. Grumbling he got up, to
look around, wondering where he'd left his shorts……
Jenka's body shuddered and she moaned softly. Gently
pushing on Tanj's head she backed up a little; the
Cheetah's tongue still lashed the air, as if she was too far
gone to even know Jenka had climaxed. Chuckling, Jenka bend
over to whisper in the Cheetah's ear; "you may cum now,
Love." Looking up at John, she chuckled; "Finish her, but I
want you to mark her with your seed. I want others to know
what she's been doing this morning….." The Stallion just
grinned, and started moving faster…..
Tanj howled and writhed, fighting her bonds; the
Stallion's driving shaft had spurred her to a sudden, heart-
stopping climax, but he hadn't stopped; he was still fucking
her roughly. She could feel his shaft compressing her
insides with each stroke, stretching her pussy until she
thought she'd burst, driving into her until the head of his
cock forced the entrance to her womb, filling her most
private places. Filling her completely. As another wave of
liquid pleasure crashed over her she yowled and thrashed,
her pussy clenching hard at his shaft.
John panted harder and harder, and then suddenly JERKED his
cock out of the Cheetah; wrapping one hand around himself he
pumped furiously as he came, spurting his seed all across
Tanj, from the back of her head to her ass. Despite his
previous bouts, the Stallion still had enough spunk left in
his massive balls to leave a continuous trail all down the
Jenka smiled and bent WAY down to kiss the exhausted
Cheetah; "you rest here, Love, while I get cleaned up again,
then we'll have some breakfast… and then I'm afraid you're
going to have to be on your way…….
Tanj's chest was still heaving as she knelt by Jenka's
feet. "Having Breakfast" meant Jenka feeding Tanj an
occasional piece of melon, or bite of eggs, as the Cheetah
slowly dripped John's seed onto Jenka's carpet…… Jenka
hadn't allowed her to go to the bathroom, or to clean up in
any way. As she knelt there, Tanj tried not to
concentrate on the feeling of cool air tickling her insides;
her sex was still stretched wide open, gaping, dripping.
She wondered how long it would be, before she was back to
normal…. If she'd EVER be back to normal…..
Wanda smiled as Kath roused her with her tongue, just the
way she'd been taught. "Mistress, if we're to leave on
schedule, we'd better get up….." Wanda chuckled and nodded;
"True; but they'll just have to wait for us. Finish what
you're doing first……" Kath just grinned and nodded,
stroking her nose against the Wolverine's sex…….
The chain jangled most distractingly. Jenka was leading
Tanj, still a mess, still nude, towards the docking ring.
The chain leash was hooked to the big ring at her collar,
its swaying and little jerks transmitted directly to the
piercing in Tanj's clitty… and it was making her hot
again, making her pussy drip…… To try and distract herself
from what she knew was imminent, Tanj whispered;
"Mistress; could I beg a favor of you?" Jenka stopped to
look at the Cheetah; "what's that, Pet?" "I'd appreciate it
if you'd keep Dahlia here. I think something might develop
between her and John; I've seen the way she looks at him……
especially when Zassa was riding him…." Jenka nodded
slowly; "but that’s not the real reason, is it?" Tanj
hung her head; "no, Mistress. I think there may be
something between her and the… and my Master, and I'd rather
not have the …. "competition." Jenka smiled; "you're
jealous!" Tanj could only nod…..
Jenka stopped at the airlock leading to Tanj's ship.
There, by the airlock was a leather wrapped bundle; it was
obviously a furr, kneeling, calves bound to thighs bound to
torso, arms bound behind back, all encased in tan leather.
Only the bare tail sticking out showed that it was a Lion.
Tanj chuckled as she saw the small sign hanging from the
tail, near where it emerged from the leather, saying "fuck
me here". And it looked as if he'd been well used there
too. Tanj had to wonder how long he'd been bound there
Smiling, Jenka reached out to unclip the leash from
Tanj's collar, and then to turn her, to untie her paws.
"Dear, I've truly enjoyed having you and your friends here.
I hope, someday, you'll come to stay. You KNOW I can treat
you better than this oaf ever could. But if you insist on
leaving, well, I'll help you drag him onto your ship…..
Tanj just threw her arms around Jenka, to kiss her hard;
"Tempting offer; BELIEVE me, it’s a tempting offer, but
there are things I have to do, and you know…. You know I'll
always belong to him……" Jenka nodded and kissed Tanj
softly; "the offer will always stand. Now, help me get this
lug onboard your ship. Turning, Jenka reached down to grab
one of several handles built into the leather encasing the
Hinoki padded onto the flight deck, a mug of coffee in each
paw. "Where's Dahlia?" Tanj took the mug, and took a
long sip before she replied; "She's not coming. Jenka's
keeping her." Hinoki's eyebrows went up "Oh? Ah…. Um.
Care to talk about it?" Tanj smiled; "not just yet.
Don't worry, she won't be a slave. Jenka promised to help
her find something she likes doing. Dahlia didn't seem too
wild about the situation she was headed for back home, the
one the Brethren had arranged for her. Maybe Jenka will be
able to help her find a better future. And I think she
might like that Stallion too….." Hinoki looked at Tanj
for a long minute and then just nodded. But the look on his
face said he didn't believe her for an instant.
Tanj yawned and stretched. The ship was on autopilot for
home; the cloaking device was functioning correctly and
there wasn't any other traffic on the scanners. She'd had a
bite to eat, and a shower… and now she thought it was about
time she unwrapped her Lion. The leather encasing him was a
sea of buckles and straps, and it took her a good while just
to get to the point where she could pull the portion of the
suit encasing his head off. She was just about to turn to
the next strap when she stopped, blinking… turning back she
grabbed both his ears to haul his head up. Looking into the
Lion's face she growled WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?"
Parks growled in frustration; the Brou device was supposed
to work, at least partially, off mental commands, but still
he found himself yelling at it. And now, if he didn’t know
better, he’d SWEAR it was sulking. Commands that had worked
before were producing no result. Well, no result, if you
discount the fact that the whole ship, a Ragnarok class
BattleCruiser, was doing about 3 RPM around its vertical
axis….. and glowing purple. Trying to calm himself, to
ignore the splitting headache, Parks tried again;
"Displacement destination coordinates are……."
Jenka blinked at the image on her monitor; "Wrong Lion?
Dear I don’t know WHAT you mean!" Tanj growled; "the
Lion all wrapped in leather by the airlock to my ship was
NOT the one I came with! I'm on my way back, and by God,
you WILL give me back the RIGHT one!" Jenka just chuckled;
"Ah, well, Love, you KNOW how hard it is to tell those
leather wrapped Lions apart when they're all done up like
that. I'll see if I can find you the right one by the time
you get back…..
Tanj was wearing a blue jumpsuit when she stalked through
the airlock. There by the door was another leather wrapped
lion. Without a word, Tanj handed the leash of the other
Lion to Jenka and bent to start unwrapping the one at her
feet. When she'd satisfied herself that this one was the
RIGHT one she trussed him back up and then waved to Hinoki
to help her drag him back onto the ship. Jenka watched, an
amused smile on her face, offering neither an apology nor
offering to help. As the airlock started to slide closed,
Tanj turned and gave her a hard look, but at the last
second, her frown dissolved and the Cheetah shot Jenka a wry
As the inner airlock door closed, Tanj bent to unzip an
earflap on the leather encased Lion….. "I think we're going
to have to do something about her. While you wait for me to
get the ship launched and on course, think about what we
might do by way of a suitable revenge….." Zipping the flap
back up, she turned and padded off to the flight deck. They
were now seriously behind schedule….
Hinoki looked down at the Lion and smiled; lifting his tail
he examined the small cardboard sign that said "fuck me
here". Bending down, the Cheetah observed that the leather
covered almost everything, but that just under the Lion's
tail, his asshole was exposed. Chuckling, the Cheetah
hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his shorts, pulling
them down as he muttered; "well, if you insist….."
Jenka looked at Dahlia and raised an eyebrow; "you're SURE
you don't mind?" The Mare chuckled; "no, no, you've been
most generous, Mistress. I think I'll fit in well, in that
department. It'll give the the opportunity to learn a trade
that isn't just manual labor….. And the pay is most
generous…. AND the fringe benefits……" Turning her head, she
grinned at John for a second, but then she turned back; "but
if you think I'm going to give up any claim I might have to
the Lion, you’ve got another thing coming!" Jenka laughed
and nodded; "ah, yes, The Lion. We really do need to put
our heads together and figure out how we can get him here
again, if not forever. I'm sure we can come up with
something, between us…." Smiling, Jenka turned to slip into
the seat of the Sulky cart. Cracking her whip on the Mare's
ass and then on the Stallion's, she urged her "matched team"
to motion, tugging on the reins, to head them towards the
residential section of the station……
The Lion, un-encased from his "travel bag" had been scrubbed
thoroughly, the dye almost gone from his fur. The
"puffballs" had been trimmed from ankles and wrists, and his
mane combed out…. He was almost looking like himself again.
Now he sat, wearing nothing but Tanj's collar, at the
communications console, as he tried to catch up on his e-
mail. He had almost deleted that one by rote; it was a mass
mailing, seemingly to everyone in the Brethren; such things
were common with jokes or funny stories, and with all the
work he had to catch up on, he just didn't have the time…
but then, he'd thought, it never hurt to check on the morale
of the organization, and the kind of humor they circulated
frequently gave a clue as to how they felt. And he could
use a good joke about now, he thought to himself. The file,
however, had a number of video clips attached, and he
wondered if someone was e-mailing porn around… Clicking on
the first video clip, his eyes went wide as he beheld the
"sulky cart" race on Jenka's station, him and Dahlia lined
up at the start line, waiting for Kath to start the race…
There was Tanj seated behind him….. she couldn't have
been doing the filming….. and he KNEW where Hinoki was at
the time…. Wanda was in the crowd near Kath…. Where was
Zassa? Growling to himself, he ordered a trace on the
message, to see who had started it…… And when he found
The Lion rubbed at his burning eyes. He didn't know HOW
many messages he'd been through, but he thought he'd made a
dent in them. He was staring at the screen, wondering which
one to tackle next, when a new message blinked into
existence at the bottom of the stack. It had a "Black
Fleet" return address, and on impulse he opened it.
Surprised to see Dahlia's name, he started to read; "Love, I
know what you'd told me, that day on the station, but I
thought you ought to know….."
The Lion watched the chronograph on the wall of the wardroom
carefully as he did the dishes. They were close to being
home, being back to the Brethren's base, but they weren't
going to make it…. And that suited him fine, as he'd rather
do what he had to do here, than there. Rinsing the last
container and setting it on the dishtowel to dry, he turned
and checked the Chrono. Tanj smiled and nodded; "Yes,
yes, I know, your week is up. You are now officially no
longer my slave…." The Lion nodded; "its over, but we're
not done yet." Tanj looked at him curiously; "Oh?
What……." The Lion growled and reached out to take Tanj
by the throat, hauling her to her feet; "Where's Dahlia?
Why did you leave her behind at Jenka's Station without
asking her? Who gave you the right to mess with her life
like that?" Tanj looked at the Lion, wide eyed, and then
sagged; "Master, I was Jealous. I feared that she and you…
that she…. That she might take you away from me." The Lion
nodded slowly; "I feared as much; before you abandoned her
there, you SHOULD have asked me what she meant to me.
Haven't I told you before what place you occupy in my life?
Haven't I TOLD you what you mean to me?" All Tanj could
do was nod…
The Lion growled; "with all the furrs that you have had sex
with, I have TRUSTED you to always come back to me; that
occasional recreational sex, or even long lasting
friendships would not change what we have. I trust that
even your relationship with Jenka would not change what we
have! And you should trust me to do the same. Yes, Dahlia
and I are friends, perhaps even a little more than that; but
it does NOT change our relationship. You failed to trust me
in that, and now, NOW I'm going to teach YOU a lesson in
Grabbing the neckline of her jumpsuit, the Lion roughly
ripped it downwards, his claws shredding the fabric until it
hung in tatters around her feet. Then, shoving Tanj down
to her knees, the Lion growled; "Wrap your arms around my
legs!" When the Cheetah had complied, the Lion growled;
"now take one of my balls into your mouth. Hold it there."
Tanj opened her mouth, and tilting her head forward,
slurped one of the Lion's testicles into her mouth, holding
it with tongue and lips, shielding it from her teeth…. "You
hold the most sensitive portion of my anatomy in your mouth;
you hold the chance I might have offspring someday between
your teeth. You'll hold it there safely and warmly while I
The Lion methodically whipped every section of her back, her
ass, and her upper thighs, and as he worked, as he talked,
Tanj responded by swirling her tongue around his captive
ball, holding her teeth well away from it. The Lion let go
one end of the strap, swinging its full length, letting the
end curve under Tanj's ass, letting its end flick up
between her legs to snap at her sex. Tanj flinched in
surprise and in pain, but the look in her eyes clearly said
that she understood, her tongue moving over his captive
testicle as she endured her lesson. With each slap of the
strap he told her of all the reasons she was his, of her
beauty, and of her brains, her cleverness, and her warmth,
and the depth of her love. Finally the strap fell still,
the Lion's chest heaving with the exertion. Reaching down,
he pulled her to her feet, to kiss her passionately. As the
broke the kiss, Tanj looked up into his face, and
whispered "Master, what will you do with me now?"
Hinoki blinked. Had he been so blind? He KNEW that the lion
and Tanj were close, but THIS close? He tilted his head
to the side a bit and smiled some. Ah, what he'd not have
given to hear those words from Tanj! Well.. it was
obvious now he was never going to be first in Tanj's
heart. He knew she still cared, sure! And he knew she loved
him. Perhaps he might not be first... but he was CERTAIN
that he was a close second! The Lion.. the lion on the
other paw was a different issue entirely. He was straight..
could TOLERATE same sex interaction but obviously didn't
enjoy it. He grinned as a thought came into his mind. It'd
be a lot of fun to be the Lion's and Tanj's pet.. He
thought Tanj would give it a go. But how to convince the
Wanda watched the Wardroom door slide closed behind Tanj
and the Lion. He hadn't said a word, only picked her up and
tossed her over his shoulder, carrying her out of the
wardroom. Looking at Kath, the Wolverine blinked; "well,
THAT was different….."
Hinoki looked up, his reverie broken, as the door slid open
again and Zassa meandered in, yawning. "Hey, Y'all, what's
been happening?" Hinoki looked at Wanda and Kath and
shrugged; "If I told you, you wouldn't believe me…..
Thinking to himself, Hinoki grinned widely, as plans started
to unfold in his mind. It'd been some time since he'd
seduced a hetboy and bent him enough to walk both sides of
the fence.. to have him enjoy sucking cock as much as he did
munching carpet. He had a challenge again! First.. he'd need
to synthesize female lioness pheromones...
Tanj lay face down on her bunk; her back was still much
too sore to lay on. The Lion was standing her watch on the
flight deck, and she was trying to rest… trying to, as her
back, from her shoulder blades to the backs of her knees
throbbed and burned She couldn't help but think of her
"lesson" with each beat of her heart, with each throb of her
sore back. She was laying there, half asleep when she felt
something tickle her leg….. for a moment, it felt like a
lover's caress… and then her eyes went open WIDE! She was
alone in here, wasn't she? Then something like a finger
stroked her sex, softly at first and then more firmly….. she
was about to rise to her knees when something slick pushed
its way into her, making her gasp….. Rising to hands and
knees, she dropped her head to the bed, to look between her
breasts, down along the length of her body; there WAS no one
behind her! And yet something was definitely moving in her
pussy…… shifting, wiggling…. Moving with almost panicked
speed, she shifted, to sit on the edge of her bed, Legs
splayed, head bowed, she STARED at her crotch; the bulge of
inky black between her labia, holding her sex spread wide
open, with tendrils wrapped in her labia and clitty rings
LOOKED just like the creature she called her "living
dress"…. But it was much too small for that…. Rising
carefully, the thing pulsing and squirming within her, she
rose to reach for the box in her overhead…. Yes, the
creature was there, moving sluggishly, but it looked
somehow… smaller. Suddenly it hit her; the creature had
reproduced by fission; SOMEONE had been playing with it, and
the "babies" had escaped! Sagging back on the bed,
surrendering to the pleasure the creature was bestowing on
her as it fed on her sexual energy, a small corner of
Tanj's mind wondered how many others there were hiding in
her ship…. And then she laughed; after a week on Jenka's
station, the Babies would be hungry, seeking out anyone who
might "feed" them… They were going to have an interesting
flight home…… Purrrring, Tanj laid back, winced and then
rolled onto her stomach; she knew where this one was, and
knew it wasn't going anywhere for a while…. Knew SHE wasn't
going anywhere for a while…. She'd deal with this new
problem, in a little bit.
Zassa blinked as the inky black spot oozed out from under
her bed to "assault" her ankle…. She'd thought she'd put
that thing back in its box in Tanj's cabin… she KNEW
she'd put it back in its box…. So how did THIS one get here?
Giggling as the thing flowed up her leg, headed for her
crotch, Zassa just shrugged to herself, laying back on her
bed. Reaching down, the Vixen used the fingers of both paws
to spread the petals of her sex, and then groaned in delight
as the creature flowed into her, stretching her pussy,
filling her SO nicely… "This one," the Vixen thought to
herself; "This one, I'm going to keep. I wonder if I can
train it to do….. *OH*! To do to me the things I like
Kath let out an "EEP!" and dropped the stack of laundry she
was putting away. Wanda looked up from the nursing journal
she was reading, and following the direction of the Mink’s
gaze, did a double-take. Then she chuckled; "Oh, I know
what that is. Don't be afraid. I don't know how it got
loose, but its just a creature that belongs to Tanj.
Tell you what, put the laundry down, and come over here……"
Kath looked dubiously at Wanda, and then at the black spot
flowing across the floor towards her, but after an instant's
hesitation, obeyed, placing the stack of clothes on top of
Wanda's dresser, and moving to the indicated place. Wanda
smiled and nodded; "Now, slave, assume the kneeling
position." Kath immediately dropped to her knees, her paws
palm up on her thighs, showing her submission, her knees
well spread. Wanda nodded; "now, you just hold that
position, no matter what happens. Don't move. You can cum
as much as you want, just don't move…."
Kath watched the black, viscous… whatever-it-was ooze across
the floor, straight for her; it slithered between her knees,
stopping directly under her pussy. Leaning forward a bit to
watch, her head bowed, she watched in amazement as it formed
a phallic shape, growing from a puddle to a cylinder,
reaching upwards for her, until ……
Wanda smiled as Kath let out a gasp, as the creature invaded
her sex….. she'd seen what the thing could do to Tanj,
heard all the tales…. But she wasn't quite ready to
experiment with something like that; not quite yet. She'd
let Kath keep it, and borrow it when, and if, the spirit
ever moved her…..
Kath knelt on the floor, eyes wide; it FELT like a male's
cock driving in and out of her pussy, as if a VERY talented
male were using her….. but at the same time, something was
tickling her clitty… it felt almost like a tongue…. And the
combination was almost perfectly attuned to what it took to
bring her to a climax; she felt it building, its power
gathering like summer thunderheads….. Wanda had said she
could cum as much as she wanted, so she didn't do anything
to hold back, to stifle her feelings…… And somehow it
seemed that the creature KNEW just what she liked, almost as
if it were reading her mind….. Panting hard, she started
thinking to herself; "YES! OH YES! More! I like that
better… OH, Do that AGAIN!" and sure enough, the black thing
between her thighs accommodated her, doing exactly as she
Wanda watched her slave writhe through yet another climax
and smiled. It was obvious that Kath would be too tired to
do much tonight…. Picking up the last nursing journal in the
stack she sighed, and wondered if perhaps she could borrow
Zassa's tongue for a little loving, later.
Kath moaned softly as the thing within her gradually slowed
to a stop. It was as if the creature was finally sated….
Moving carefully, tensing her muscles to hold it in place,
she rose, to stagger off to the bathroom; she was a mess!
Tanj padded towards the wardroom, a glob of inky viscous
blackness wrapped around her left paw. The creature was
finally sated, and she needed to find something watertight
to keep it in. One of the leftover containers in the
wardroom would probably do until she could find something
better…. As she rounded the corner, she saw Kath, coming in
the opposite direction; Wanda usually kept the Mink nude,
except for her collar, but this time, Kath was wearing a
very skimpy black thong… and then Tanj grinned; "I see
one of the little devils found you too…." Kath just grinned
sheepishly; "Yes, Mistress let it have me, until it was
sated. Now she says I can keep it, if I can prove I can
care for it correctly and that I can keep it away from her,
until she's ready for it." Tanj shrugged; "its OK with
me, but how do we know these two are the only ones loose?"
Kath just shrugged, and then grinned; "you know, Tanj, in
all of the Empire, only YOU would have a ship with such a
"vermin" problem….. Then, before Tanj could reply, the
Mink laughed; "What say we put one of these things, suitably
starved, into Hinoki's powered armor?"
Benedict fretted, pacing back and forth. The Elysium
Defense Forces Cruiser "Arbalest" was in port after a rather
routine patrol. A completely frustratingly routine patrol.
Everywhere they’d searched, they’d come up with nothing. No
pirates. No smugglers. No Rebels. No Nothing! Needless
to say, when they’d docked at the orbital defense facility,
most of the crew had been particularly eager to find the
nearest bar and drown their frustrations….. But he, he’d
stayed, as the officer of the Airlock Watch…. Not because
he’d wanted to, but because that damned Wolverine knew. He
didn’t know HOW the Woverine knew his secret, didn’t know
how the bastard had managed to get pictures of him and that
little coyote girl… how was HE supposed to know she was only
13? Grumbling, he paced. One little "task" the Wolverine
had said, and he’d hand over the holos…..
Their homecoming was almost anticlimactic. Almost. The
Lion, wearing a pair of shorts he'd found somewhere in
Tanj's cabin, kissed her at the airlock, and hurried off.
He hadn't gotten ten feet before Ben intercepted him. And
then Willoughby from Maintenance. And then Dufosse from
Logistics. By the time he made the personnel lock at the
far side of the docking bay, it looked as if he was leading
a parade. Wanda showed up next, leading Kath by….. a leash
who's end seemed to disappear up between her legs. Tanj
blinked, trying not to stare, but to Kath's apparent
embarrasment, Wanda chuckled and insisted on showing it off;
"It’s a going-away present from Jenka; something called an
"egg-leash"… There's this little egg-shaped gizmo on the end
of the leash that fits up her quim… and when I push this
button on the handle, somehow it inflates, or expands, or
something, until she can't remove it. Oh, and this button
here makes it jump and wiggle, and this one just makes it
vibrate….. With each experimental push of a button, Kath
let out little "eeps" and squirmed, to Wanda's visible
delight. After giving Tanj a kiss on the cheek, Wanda
growled; "come along, Slave" and still playing with the
button's on the leash's handle, "dragged" the Mink off
Tanj turned to go get her bag, when Hinoki pushed by her.
Tanj stopped and turned to look; "Hinoki, are you all
right?" The Cheetah just grinned and nodded, and then
turned and moved through the airlock…. Tanj watched him
depart for a moment, taking in the cast of his ears and his
tail, and frowned… Something was up. He was plotting
something. She wondered what it could be, and what might be
needed in the area of damage control?
Zassa, as usual, was a bit of a mess, her clothes stuffed in
a bag, a few loose items in her paws. "Gotta run; now that
we’re back, I'm late for my shift!" And then the Vixen was
gone, and Tanj was alone in her ship. Suddenly it seemed
so… hollow, so empty…. Putting the thought from her head,
she made sure the systems were correctly powered down,
grabbed her bag and headed off. She too had things to do,
and she suspected, more than a little to catch up on…… She
wondered what'd happened in her absence…..
Onegin watched Guevera’s back as they moved towards the
airlock. It had been nerve-wracking, first to infiltrate
him and his crew onto Elysium, and then to don EDF uniforms,
to present carefully forged orders to the transportation
officer at the shuttle port, and to board a shuttle with
dozens of REAL EDF personnel, had almost been more than
Onegin had been able to stand. And yet, somehow, it had all
worked; they’d been able to pass themselves off as real EDF
troops. And now their team were approaching the Cruiser’s
Tanj had only made it half way across the docking bay, on
her way towards Intelligence, when a young ursine
approached; "Um, Tanj, Ma’am?" Tanj stopped to look
at the Bear, one eyebrow rising; if he was after sexual
favors, this just wasn’t the time…… Clearing his throat the
Bear looked left and right, as if looking for backup, or
maybe a place to hide… "Um, Ma’am, while you were gone we
had a guy, a fox, show up in a singleship…… He just APPEARED
on the scanners….. Scared the Crap outta everyone, arriving
like he did…… When they’d boarded his ship, he said he
worked for you…. Well, down in security, we don’t have
records of all your field agents, as you well might expect,
and your boss thought it would be better if we left him in
detention until you got back…. Most of your records on field
agents, I’m told, go to great lengths to protect their
identity……" Tanj frowned at the thought of one of her
agents left in a jail cell while she was off "playing"….. "I
think you’d better take me to him….."
The Bear, who seemed to go by the nickname of "Bobo" after
some obscure and ancient video reference, didn’t seem to
know how to shut up….. He regailed the Cheetah with the tale
of how the base had gone to a full alert in record time,
interceptors being launched, only to find no resistance at
all. The boarding party even found the singleship’s airlock
unlocked, the outer door wide open and waiting for them….
And the fox inside had been sitting quietly, paws folded in
his lap, as if he expected it all….. "Since then, he’s just
SAT there in the cell. He eats when food is provided, and
occasionally exercises, but mostly he just SITS……. Finally
they were in the security area, and Bobo led Tanj through
the barred doors, and forcefields that kept the place
secure. It was so much trouble just to get IN, even with an
escort, that Tanj wondered how anyone could ever expect
to escape from that place…… Finally they were in a circular
room, with a security desk in the middle, eight pie wedge
shaped cells opening out from the periphery. Most were
empty, a few were full of pirate crews sleeping off a drunk,
and in one…… Tanj sighed, stepped forward, and looked at
the figure seated calmly within; "Hello, Entity. I have to
admit, I never thought our next meeting would be like
Benedict watched the big Bear squeeze through the personnel
lock, and come to attention, to salute him; "Ensign Guevera,
and team, reporting for temporary duty, SIR!" Benedict took
the proffered orders and opened them. His eyes went wide as
he found a single sheet of white paper with "GET DOWN"
hastily scrawled on it. Looking up at the Bear, he found
himself staring into cold black eyes… and then his knees
Stevens watched Lieutenant Benedict fall to the deck, and
wondered for a moment if the Lieutenant was ill; as he
turned in concern to look down at the Lieutenant, he never
saw the fighting knife the Bear produced flash down towards
his back. The first warning he had was the searing,
indescribable pain as the knife penetrated his right kidney.
Benedict felt like throwing up. The three ratings standing
airlock watch with him were suddenly, violently, and almost
completely silently dead. The Bear had wiped his knife
clean on the tail of the furr he’d killed; looking up,
catching Benedict’s eye, the Bear shrugged; "They say that
being stabbed in the kidney is so painful you can’t even
scream. Guess its true." Waving to the rest of his
commando, Guevera hauled Benedict to his feet. As he was
all but dragged down the corridor, Benedict noticed that
three of the Rebels had taken the place of the furrs killed
at the airlock.
Tanj walked towards the residence area with Entity at her
side. For a while, neither talked. It had taken Tanj
quite a while to convince the Security folks that Entity not
only did work for her, but was a trusted and valued field
agent. Finally, they released him on her authority, to the
non-secured areas of the station. They said they’d start a
background check to prove he was who he said he was… but
somehow Tanj didn’t think they’d ever find any
significant record of the Fox. After walking in silence for
a good fifteen minutes, they arrived at the modest visitor’s
quarters Tanj had gotten assigned to Entity; "I need to
check in at the office; I’m sure you have something of
significance to tell me, but I assume by the fact you
haven’t already told me, that its not time sensitive. Is
that true?" The Fox tilted his head to one side, as if
listening to some inner voice… "No. There is time. Go and
do what you need to; I’ll be here when you have time to
talk." Tanj nodded; "I’ll come by at about 18:30 hours
and collect you for dinner. Or does what you have to say
require more …. Privacy?" Entity smiled and shook his head;
"Not particularly. It may be unbelievable, but all will
have to know eventually…… Dinner is fine." Tanj nodded
and turned, to padd down the hall towards Intelligence, with
a rapid stride……
The Intelligence office was much as she’d left it, save for
the hardcopies stacked up in her in box. Tanj looked at
the heap of paper, threatening to collapse out of its spot
at her work station and cascade over the desktop and the
floor. Wondering if she really went through that much stuff
in a week, Tanj sat down and fired up her terminal….
Benedict shook his head; "I was supposed to get you into the
computer center and get you out; no one was ever supposed to
know you were on board! How in the world am I ever going to
explain THIS?" Guevera just shrugged massively; "Change in
plans. We’re not going to steal just data and codes; the
Central Committee has decided we’re going to take the whole
ship. Comrade Onegin has furrs that can handle a ship;
they’ll fly us out of here. Now you can either help,
joining the glorious People’s Revolution, or you can die on
the spot." Stopping, the Bear turned to look at Benedict;
"your choice, Comrade." Benedict swallowed and after a
moment’s hesitation he gulped; "Auxilliary Control is this
way; the Bridge is defended……
Tanj was on her third cup of coffee, and had handled most
of the more important issues; sitting back in her station
chair, she checked the time and sighed; almost time to head
out to the cafeteria….. She hadn’t eaten since breakfast,
and didn’t want to miss dinner……. With the few minutes she
had left, she leaned forward, fingers seeking out the
keyboard once again… There were things that she could do
from her ship, and things she could do remotely from Jenka’s
station, but there was nowhere she knew of that was as well
prepared, as well equipped as the Intelligence office at the
Brethren’s base, for some things. Carefully working on the
search string, she restarted her search for any Wolverine of
significance, any Wolverine in a position of power, or
authority…. Any Wolverine that might be Xylex, anywhere on
Elysium, that had shown up in the Brethren’s database in the
last couple of weeks……
Onegin smiled and looked from his personal organizer to the
console in front of him. The override codes had been stored
on the gizmo, and while he’s always preferred paper and
pencil, at least this gizmo could be erased with the simple
touch of a button. Nodding in satisfaction he pressed a
series of keys in sequence. All through the ship, klaxons
started howling, as all the inner and outer airlock doors
started to open, together. Reaching up, he touched fingers
to the seal of his own vacuum suit’s neck ring, knowing it
was sealed, checking it anyways. Air howled through the
ship, creating a blizzard of papers and loose items. And
all through the ship, those not on leave, died. As the
hurricane gradually died, Guevera nodded to his commandos;
"check the ship; make sure no one survived. Then guard the
airlocks; they are sure to try and stop us. Onegin, for his
part, looked at his crew, almost all former Roughnecks, the
ex-pirates supplemented with a leavening of Reds who knew
something about spaceships. "OK gang, lets bring up main
power; they’re sure to know something’s wrong, and we need
to get OUT of here! Remember, we’re on a schedule!"
The Lion shoved over a bit, making room for Tanj,
Slasher, to his right, grunting as he shoved against him……
Reggie looked to his right and then carefully slid over
some, making way diffidently for the Fox. Tanj sat down
next to her Lion, placing her dinner tray neatly before her,
and looked around; "Ma… Uh, Boss, Reggie, Slasher, this is
Entity, one of my better field agents. He has some…….
Disturbing information……. Reggie gave the fox a long, hard
look, leaning away from him slightly as he peered at him.
Entity returned the gaze calmly for a moment and then,
turning back to look across the table at the Lion, the Fox
stared at him for a moment and then whispered; "There is a
battle coming; a battle involving treachery, and deceit. An
attempt on your life will be made. I am here to foil that
attempt." The Lion calmly took another forkful of…..
whatever tonight’s casserole was, and chewed for a moment;
"things like that have been tried before, and I’m still
here. We’ve GOT pretty good security……."
Reggie turned to stare at the Fox again; "and if the
opposition were to try and infiltrate an assassin, such a
ploy might just be a good way of getting him close to his
target….." Tanj sighed and nodded; "unfortunately,
Entity, there ARE procedures we have to follow….." Entity
turned to look at her, his calm demeanor almost unnerving.
After a moment, he nodded; "I understand; I will wait, in
the non-critical areas of your installation. When the time
is right, when I’m needed, I’ll be there." Tanj frowned,
but didn’t say anything; she’d "known" Entity for a long
time and his information had always been first rate… but it
was the Lion’s life they were talking about here…… "I’ll
start the background check myself; we’ll expedite it as fast
as possible…." The Lion just nodded, chewing, as he looked
critically at Entity. Tanj watched him curiously,
wondering what was passing through his mind. After a while,
he turned and looked at her and asked her a question about
the Blues rebel group on Elysium…. And Tanj figured that
the change of subject was tacit agreement.
Clicking on the recorder, Tanj looked at Entity; "Tell me
what you can about your background, things that are
verifiable…." Entity smiled softly and shook his head;
There is little that you will be able to verify….
Commodore Nielson looked down at the display in the
station’s command center; "I don’t know what they think
they’re doing, but they’ll never get away with it. There’s
no way mutineers can steal a ship from this base and live to
tell about it!" Next to him, his aide sighed; "True, Sir,
we’ll blow them to pieces before they’ve gone a thousand
kilometers… but still, our victory will also be a defeat for
Elysium. It will cost us an almost new Cruiser. And we
don’t have that many left." Nielson sighed and nodded, the
Fox’s ears and tail drooping; "try the prefix codes again.
Keep trying. But if we can’t wrest control of the ship back
from them, we WILL have to destroy it!"
The reports weren’t good. The first known record of
Entity’s existence was when he was found stowed away on a
freighter exiting the Starsurma sector, a rather remote and
enigmatic part of the Empire. If the rumors were to be
believed, the Empire had been fighting a secret civil war
there for some time now….. Somehow, he’d snuck on board,
and then convinced the ship’s Captain to take him on as
crew. He seemed to have significant computer abilities and
stayed with that ship for a little over a year. However,
the report from that ship related that at a port, one day,
he became quite nervous, and then simply disappeared. The
ship, with all his possessions still on board, had departed
on schedule, and they’d never seen him again. As a sidebar,
there was a note that enroute to their next destination,
they’d been boarded and searched by an Imperial Cruiser.
Such things weren’t uncommon, and no problems were found,
but someone had found it curious enough to tack the note
onto the record. From there, Entity had surfaced in various
different places, taking on various different jobs, never
staying anywhere for too long. And of course, there were
large gaps between appearances in the database. Most
recently, he had been serving as a professional bodyguard;
in several instances his presence was the only thing that
had saved his employer’s lives…… More curiously, in all the
assassination attempts he’d foiled, he’d never killed any of
the assailants, and most of them weren’t even severely
injured. There were instances where he’d suddenly left
someone’s employ, only later for it to be found out that the
employer had been involved in something unsavory…. All in
all, the holes in his background were large enough to drive
a small moon through…. In fact, it reminded her of the
background of a certain Mouse….."
Onegin grinned; they’d undocked, and raised shields, but
were holding themselves close to the station’s bulk; too
close for the station’s own weapons to bear on them. Too
close for the Station to effectively attack them. While
their delay gave the EDF time to man other ships for the
pursuit, it was necessary…..
Nielson’s head snapped around at the shout from the sensor
operators; "Sir, we have incoming unidentified ships…..
six…… seven…… Sir, I make it Nine warships of various sizes
and ratings, supported by …. Thirty one fighters and
bombers." Nielson nodded; "Launch all available
interceptors, and tell the captains of all the docked ships
they’d best launch as soon as they can…." Turning to look
at his aide, the Fox sighed; "This can’t be a simple mutiny.
This has to be Rebel activity; this is too much of a
coincidence for it to be uncoordinated…."
Tanj smiled and shook her head; there were over 2,000
Wolverines of prominence on Elysium. With a sigh, she
started weeding through them, looking for the one that might
be Xylex reborn…..
Xyloff smiled, and broke the Comm link. He’d known Piper
would see the logic of his situation….. He’d always been an
egotistical one, and Xyloff knew the Elysium government just
wasn’t in the mood to stroke his ego. Oh, he was a decent
enough General, but nowhere near as good as he thought he
was. Still, with the promise of a Field Marshall’s baton in
the People’s Red Army, and a little occasional "stroking"
he, and his Division, would be a major asset. Especially
when his unit changed sides in the middle of the offensive
the Reds were about to launch. And once the Revolution was
over, well…… he was eminently disposable, if he didn’t toe
the line…. The Party Line…. Xyloff’s line.
It wasn’t even in the search results. She ran across a
reference in a field report one of the Blues had filed, on a
co-ordination meeting they’d had with the Reds command
staff. In that, he mentioned that he didn’t trust Comrade
Xyloff; that the Wolverine seemed to have objections every
time the Blues wanted the Reds to do something that might be
hazardous, or have a significant chance of failure. He’d
mentioned that this one was oily smooth, seemingly having
legitimate reasons why the Reds couldn’t do this, or help
with that. On the other hand, he was one of the most
strident voices calling for the Blues to take on the most
difficult of tasks in any joint venture. And the report had
said that Chairman Quistling seemed to hang on Xyloff’s
every word, and to depend on him heavily. Tanj re-read
the report four times, and then composed a message back to
the Blues, asking for all the information that they had on
this "Comrade Xyloff"…. She thought about warning them who
he might be, but then decided that was probably
presumptuous….. Taking a hardcopy of the report, she rose,
to go find Wanda……
Onegin smiled and stretched in the Captain’s command chair.
The battle had been furious, but short. The whole goal of
the raid had been to distract the station’s weaponry from
the escaping cruiser, and that had succeeded splendidly.
Oh, they’d lost the old Corsair "Red Dog," and a handful of
fighters, but in return, they’d gained this magnificent
ship. And in the process, they’d dealt the Elysium forces a
bloody nose. He had no doubt, that Wolverine, Xyloff, would
use it for the basis of a major propaganda victory.
Settling back for the ride "home," Onegin wondered again how
the Wolverine had been able to get all the codes, all the
security clearances, and even bribe that wretch, Benedict.
However he’d done it, he’d managed to turn what he’d
initially thought was a suicide mission into a magnificent
triumph. Watching his bridge crew for a moment, Onegin
wondered what the Captain’s cabin on this ship was like?
Grinning, he wondered if the previous occupant had left any
decent liquor there……
Wanda nodded slowly…. "Yeah, that sounds just like something
he’d do…… One step away from the very top of the ladder.
Anything goes wrong, this Quistling can be blamed; if it all
goes right, they’ll know who to congratulate….. The only
thing is…. When the Rebels win, he’ll have to share power
with the Blues….. and all the other factions. He won’t like
that." Tanj nodded and sighed; "Yeah, that’s what I
thought…. And Entity’s talking about Deceit in a final
battle…. I think I’ve got to go talk to my boss……." Just
then, the intercom came alive, with a page for Tanj.
Padding over to the nearest intercom, Tanj listened for a
moment, and then grinned widely; "Come on, Wanda; you’re
going to like this. Best bring Kath too……."
Hinoki decided that there was comparatively little point to
put off his plan. In fact.. the sooner the better! After his
shift was over, he padded down to Medical with a bounce in
his step, even if he still walked funny from the dildo
that'd been in his arse while he was in the armor. "Wish I'd
thought of that when I was an instructor," he mused..
wandering around a corner into the Medbay proper.
The sight before him, however, brought him to an abrupt
halt. The Lion... Tanj.. Zassa.. Jenka.. everyone was
there. The operating theatre had been brought online with
the table configured for heavy bondage. His fur bristled as
he saw the video cameras activate.. and heard guards closing
the doors behind him. "Ahh..." Hinoki stuttered.. "I don't
suppose we can talk about this?" The Lion grinned and shook
his head. "Not on your life. Remember the saying.. payback's
a bitch. Now get that scrawny ass over here NOW!" Hinoki
blinked.. and instinctively took several steps forward. The
Lion wasn't any slouch when it came to Domination, either!
Maybe he'd been an instructor.. nahh. He didn't have it in
him. Did he? On the other hand, he’d been in Command here
for more than long enough to know how to issue an order…..
The Lion grabbed Hinoki by the scruff and lifted the cheetah
to his toes. "Now then, everyone. Hinoki has earned a
punishment from me, and I'm going to need all of you to help
me out. That includes anyone who is viewing this telecast as
well. But for now.. enjoy the show." The Lion dragged
Hinoki over to the operating table and held him down whilst
the others strapped him in. The lion grinned, then took a
very long, very slender metal tube and slathered it
thoroughly in lube……
Hinoki squauked as the lion took his cock into his paw and
squeezed to torment the bound cheetah with pleasure.. then
push the tip of the thing into the "eye" of his cock! He
YOWWLED as it slid deeper and deeper into him.. and YIPED!
The tube pushed it's way up into his bladder, and a straw
colored stream leapt from the other end to splatter to the
floor! His ears turned CRIMSON.. The lion, however, loved
it. "Well! What /HAVE/ we here? Surely he can't be an adult!
Adults don't piss all over the floor during a routine exam!"
Hinoki's eyes flew WIDE open! His fur bristled.. but not in
anger, rather.. surprise! He looked at the Lion who simply
chuckled and winked back. "No.. adults don't do what he
just did. So I guess he's not an adult! For the duration of
the week, he's a little baby. A baby that will still have to
perform his duties, but the /ONLY/ clothing allotted him is
going to be a diaper! He's got to wear it Twenty four
seven.. and only another crew member can change him. If
anyone catches him changing his diaper, or trying to take it
off.. they're under orders to report it. If they so choose,
they can punish the little boy themselves by spanking him..
then re-diapering him and THEN reporting it." The lion
grinned evilly, an expression that made Hinoki's fur bristle
"There's a reason for the diaper, ladies and gentlemen. This
little boy has no bladder control anymore.." He flipped a
switch, and Hinoki felt a sharp stinging around the
bladder's sphincter.. then the region went curiously numb.
"Seems the little baby boy can't hold in his pee.. he NEEDS
his diapers! Medical says that it'll be that way for a
week.. if he's good!" The lion carefully withdrew the
electrified catheter then set it aside. Tanj flipped a
switch, and Hinoki found his legs lifted into the air and
spread.. lewdly exposing his cock and asshole for all to
see. He could SWEAR he felt a camera move in for a closeup..
a thought which rather embarrassed him!
Of course... the embarrassment was increased a hundredfold
when he felt cool cream smeared over his buttocks, groin,
and lower belly.. then felt the liberal dusting of
babypowder dusted into his soon to be diapered crotch.
There was a distinctive rustle as something was slid under
his bottom.. then he found himself lowered. He felt.. he
felt one of his own diapers underneath him! One of the
/THICK/ disposables! He blushed crimson.. someone had to
have gone into his quarters to retrieve them. But.. they
felt so good as he was lowered down onto them. They felt
even better as they were folded up between his thighs and
taped into place with deft and strong hands.
Hinoki felt his bonds released, then.. of all things!
Tanj came up behind him and cuddled him into her arms,
pressing a baby bottle to his muzzle! He mewwled softly,
looking into her eyes as he tried to turn his head away.
Tanj would have none of it.. "Shh.. hush, little Hinoki.
I'm here for you.. shhh.. we're all here for you.." Hinoki
shivered a bit.. then settled into Tanj's arms. The soft
look in her eyes.. the gentle smile that the Lion shot him..
maybe.. maybe things WERE possible between the three of
them! He smiled and cooed a bit.. starting to nurse from the
bottle. He detected an odd metallic taste, but Tanj held
the bottle firmly to his muzzle, not letting him miss a bit!
That taste.. what was it.. lasix? It tasted like lasix.. a
Hinoki never felt sleep claim him. In addition to the lasix,
there was also a decent dose of a safe sedative.. Tanj
and the Lion both felt that Hinoki had a hard day.. and a
good night's sleep, the sleep of the child.. would be just
what he needed. They were right.
The old Fox looked at Tanj and sighed; "Yes, it sounds
like something Xylex would do, exactly like something he’d
do…. And I admit you’ve gathered a fair amount of
circumstantial evidence, but its still only circumstantial….
And yes, I DO trust your instincts. But I just can’t pass
this on as an intelligence "finding"…… Now, I won’t mind if
you communicate your fears to the Blues, and to the Black
Fleet, and to the Boss, but I just can’t give it the
department’s official sanction. Not yet. See if you can
get some more definitive proof. A DNA sample perhaps, or a
link between this Xyloff and Xylex’s financial resources.
Then we’ll scream it from the rooftops. Lord knows, the
Blues could use some propaganda like that…. The Reds seem
to be growing like a Cancer….. Their recent "acquisition"
of a first line Cruiser from the Elysium forces is MOST
worrying….." Tanj sighed and nodded; gathering her
notes, she rose, to go find her Master, to let him know what
she suspected, what she feared.
Tanj had finally found her Master in Ops. He and Ben were
deep in a discussion, as they tried to plot an upcoming
mission against one of the increasingly rare Elysium
convoys. She didn’t want to interrupt, not given the weight
of her suspicions… as she stood there, half listening, she
wondered if her boss, the old Fox, was right. Did she
really have anything more than her own fears? Was she
paranoid at Xylex, fearing him behind every corner, lurking
in every shadow? Her thoughts were interrupted by the shout
of one of the communications techs… "Hey…. HEY! HEY, we got
Priority Traffic comin’ in…." Ben and the Lion looked at
each other and then wandered over to read over the Tech’s
shoulder as he got the decrypted feed from the comm center
several floors below them….. The Lion sighed; "its
starting." Ben nodded; "Too early to plan any support
missions, but we’d better put the fleet on alert." Tanj
squeezed between them to look. The message was actually an
intercept from an Elysium Militia unit, calling for help.
The Reds were launching an offensive on a broad front, and
the Militia unit was crumbling under their attack. As she
watched other messages came in; intercepts from the Elysium
government, intercepts from the Reds, and updates from the
Blues, and a few other minor groups. As the Reds offensive
grew, as it gained momentum, the other Rebel groups were
using it as the signal to start their own operations…."
After watching for a while, Tanj stage-whispered; "Boss,
I’ve got to get back to the Intelligence shop; they’ll need
me down there. But I think I’ve found something on Xylex;
he may be tied in with the Reds….." The Lion just nodded
and patted her on the rump; "we’ll talk later. I think
we’re all going to be very busy for a while…… Ben, look at
this… the Elysium Government’s going to try and move up the
225th… they’d have to use this road net… if we were to
launch a strike here… and here, that’d slow them to a crawl,
if not cripple them……" Tanj nodded and slipped out
Xyloff looked at the tactical display and smiled. He’d
harbored those IFF codes for a long time, almost until they
were due to be changed… but now they were allowing the Reds
forces, HIS forces to get within visual range of the
Government troops before the deception was discovered… And
even after the Government troops had broadcast a warning
that the enemy knew the IFF codes, it was still bearing
fruit as reinforcements were treated with suspicion, and on
two occasions actually brought under friendly fire…. And
now Piper’s Division had turned and assaulted the units on
their left flank. The whole front was disintegrating, his
commandos and guerillas creating havoc in the rear. If they
could just take the Remagen river bridge, the way to the
capital would be open. Success… nay, VICTORY was at hand……
And when the Elysium government had all but fallen….. he’d
deal with those others! Smiling, confident that his plan
was working just as he’d envisioned it, he turned to the
sidebar and poured himself a generous glass of icewater…..
soon, very soon, his position would be so secure, he could
pour a snifter of Brandy, and no one would dare criticize
This story is a work of fiction, and any resemblance to
any characters, living, dead or imaginary is purely a
coincidence. Tanj is copyright Kittiara's player.
Kittiara can be found on Furrymuck; telnet
220.127.116.11 8888. Hinoki, and Zassa are copyright
their players (Zassa can be found on FurryMuck, and
Hinoki on Tapestries (or as Jollimon on FurryMuck).
Thanks to Hinoki’s player for all the inserts he wrote
(can you pick out which they are?) Mark and Mala
are copyright Ann'katar's player, who also can be found
on FurryMuck. Dahlia is copyright her player (but she
wants to Keep who that is a secret…) Copyright 1999.
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