Afterparty
She had to fuck harder to compensate, so that was just what she did, ramming into the pantheress as the cat began to squirm more and more.
Tya's Family Fun - The Characters and The Goods [WIP]
She is an all black pantheress, taking after her mother. she is about 5'6". she has shoulder length, thick, wavy black hair. has golden yellow eyes, and matured very early; sexually, physically, and emotionally.
A Brewing Storm --- Part 2
Blood sprayed accross the pantheress' face, soaking her fur. rake nearly dropped his weapon in shock. his second in command had turned on him.
Ebony work out
As he enterd the gym clad in a muscle top and some decent boxers he usually works out in, he noticed the sounds of someone already inside. he slwoly crept in and in the weights area there was a pantheress.
Daemon - Chapter 22 (The Ritual)
During our exchange i realized that the demon was not using any of its normal tricks or abilities, because for this brief moment the pantheress had control.
Big Cats in the Bedroom
His moans were muffled by the pantheress upon him, only briefly escaping when she rose up to swap positions.
Showbirds
She manipulated mira's body to make sure she was in just the right position, and the pantheress did the rest.
The Prince of Vara - [Chpt 1]
An older pantheress directed her gaze to me before directing it back to him. "damian, why must you be so difficult on this? martha is a lovely tigress and has won the hearts of many suitors.
Jessi's Tale
"please can i go now, i don't like it here." jessi asked softly, the pantheress not seeming to notice. she looked the girl over and then left, leaving the girl to lie there alone once more.
Fateful Pride - Part I
The pantheress only chuckled and then leaned forward once more. "you have to say it like this..." and she told him. no. no. he heard his own horrified voice in his head.
A Child's Vengenance; Chapter 2
The pantheress smirked, nodding. "you could say that. it goes along with protection and the like." internally, genira felt the urge to retaliate. despite the jackal and the pantheress's tough attire, both looked rather timid than intimidating.
A Worthy Prize
Hethkar murred, arching against the pantheress' skilled paws, not even flinching as they worked over the bite wound on his neck and shoulder, asking, "mistress....? d-do you mean...?"