DREADWOLF Chapter4
This one was covered in blue tattoos and had piercings all over its wrinkly skin where it wasn't covered in rags.
Dangerous Route Ch. 1
He had been gagged, an unpleasant tasting rag stuffed in his mouth. he moved his legs and was surprised that he wasn't injured or tied down. the cheetah tried to move his arms but couldn't, they were tied together above his head.
Hero, Chapter 14 - Sente
Reya snagged a cleaning rag from the counter-top next to what was frankly the biggest pot of stew she had ever seen. the clean beige rag was easy to spot in contrast to the absolutely filthy countertop.
Purifying The Species
He jerked forward only to let out a ragged cry of pain as he tugged harder against the knot. the claws flexed down, turning his cry of protest into a ragged scream of pain. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
The Shadows in My Mind
I slid off the bed and grabbed the rag i had used with the chloroform. i found the bottle and added more to it, and put the rag up to her nose and let her inhale for a moment. i put the things away, and set about removing the tethers.
On the Brink
She just giggled, whimpered happily, and pecked him on the lips once more before whispering to him in her own ragged, breathless glee. "i know you can keep going. i... i know we both can. we _have_ to."
Anthro Sex Squad Story 2 - Winfred's Story; Chapter 3
He rustled about in the pile, selecting one of the rags there. with a tug, it came free; bringing along with it the upper section of the skeleton that still wore it.
Born to Serve - 06
"i find it hard to believe that they would want to live in a small room that requires them to sleep in filthy rags, use a public chamber pot, and then be drugged into a delirious nightly orgy!"
Broken Things
Taking a bucket that leaked more water than it could hold, sheppy slumped down and picked up a rag. wringing it out in the water, he began to wash the dirt and filth off the synth.
Welcome to the Jungle
Natalie roared, her voice ragged and broken in her sheer desperation and bliss.
Of Warlords and Pleasures: Slagar the Cruel
Tess was yanked from her chains and thrown down in front of the fire, clutching her pitiful rags of clothing to her body. threeclaws and the other two captains shifted position eagerly.
High Level
A bit of oil beaded at the external fitting, but that was all; she grabbed a rag, and wiped it clean, and heard the dog burst into laughter. "eh? what?" "sorry, i--did you--uh. the rag. did you..."