Lady of the Manor
It's good to be the lady of the castle. Whatever I ask for I receive, and this time I s...
It's good to be the lady of the castle. Whatever I ask for I receive, and this time I see something I want. It's a male Catari, or cat person. He looked like a cat that grew to human size and learned to walk on his hind legs. His fur was long and orange with darker orange stripes, and his long tail swished indignantly as the guards hauled him away.
That wasn't my doing, by the way. His meager loincloth seemed to offend the people, and it didn't help that he walked up and pissed on the elf's Tree of Motherhood. It was not his fault, really. Airemos, his native land, is far more primitive. The first time they saw an airship, they tried to throw javelins at it. The first time they met a magic user, they all hissed and backed away. Though now there are a few Catari magic users, most still seem superstitious and avoid magic users.
The guard had his eyes on him for some time now. Once he entered the city, they had to confiscate his weapons. Though most weapons are allowed to be carried, they are required to be holstered or sheathed. He still had a javelin in a quiver on his back, but it was only one out of maybe twenty he originally had. It's not like he needed them all anyways, it seems. He managed to fend off five guards using the javelin. He used the blunt end as a beating stick rather effectively against heavily armored guards, and even managed to knock one of them unconscious. Then twenty more guards came, some of them with guns, and all ready to kill the cat person.
He gave up, however. No amount of fighting skills made one-on-twenty-with-guns a fair fight, so he complied. He didn't speak much of our language, but he understood enough of it to know they weren't going to be merciful. Though he obviously had no intentions of killing anyone, chances were he would be put to death. Unless, of course, he was willing to make a deal. I am still certain he didn't know what he was doing, and he could have saw the guards as aggressors, so I asked that they brought the tall feline to my quarters so I could... explain.
Two guards hauled him in. He spent some time in jail, where I heard he fought some of the other inmates. He was still squirming and fighting, unsure of where his captors were taking him no doubt. His hands- Paws?-were shackled in front of him and jingling with his fighting. "Unhand me, you cursed furless monkeys!" he hissed out in his native tongue, his long fur standing on end
"Calm yourself, Catari," I said, also in his language. He stopped almost instantly and eyed me up. The first human to show him any compassion was a female that also spoke his language. It also seemed like he knew I was in charge.
I have to admit, he was rather attractive up close. He had a well defined musculature, but he wasn't thick. Also, since his people were predatory, he was lean and dense with sinew. No doubt, the guards had their work cut out for them.
I looked at the guards with a smile. "Thank you, gentlemen. Uncuff him and leave him with me." They looked at each other, and then at me like I was crazy. "He is more dangerous to himself than he will be to me, now do as I say." Without anything more than "Yes, m'lady," they uncuffed him and left.
The catari stood and watched the guards leave, still unsure of what to make of his situation. First taken to jail, now up in the private quarters of a dark haired, pale skinned woman. "What do you want from me?" he asked with little hesitation.
"I want you to sit, if you please." I lead him to a pair of chairs next to the fireplace. He was hesitant to sit, but finally relented and did as I said. He didn't regret it, either, as I heard him purr in comfort. "I'm sure you know why you're here," I said.
"All I have done was relieve myself. Why do the knife-eared ones care so much? There are thousands of trees, what made that one special?" He sounded a little peeved about his situation.
"It's a symbol of motherhood for the elves," I said. "That was insulting to them, because it was like you relieved yourself on their mother."
"But it was a tree!" He said, followed up by a few curse words in his language a Lady would not repeat. "They are not tree people! If it were any other tree, they would not have been upset!"
I had to chuckle a little. "It is their culture. The tree is just a symbol. It's not really their mother." It still seemed like he didn't understand, but he accepted my answer for now. "Then there were the five guards you assaulted-"
"No, they assaulted me!" he cried, his fur standing on end again. "I didn't want to fight them until they drew their swords!"
"But you didn't give up, you took out your javelin and fought them."
"Because I could barely understand them. I didn't even know what I did wrong!" He started to calm down a little bit, but he still seemed angry.
"Calm yourself," I said again. "Tell me your name."
"Ti' Rio," he said, finally calm again.
"I am Lady Morgan." I gave him a friendly smile. "You may call me Morgan if you want."
"Lady Morgan..." he said, slowly thinking about what to say. "What will happen? What will I be charged with?"
"Public urination, defacing a land mark, and assaulting guards. Assaulting guards may be enough to put you to death."
"What?" He called out.
"Take it easy. If you are willing to make a deal, you may only get public urination. You didn't know what you were doing was illegal, and you did say the guards attacked first, but you will have to serve a few days in jail."
"I'll take the deal," he said without much thought. It took a moment for "What is the deal?"
"You must perform a special... service to me." I grinned seductively, but I forgot that he might not catch onto my advances.
"To you?" he asked with a confused look.
I had to put this in terms he could understand more easily. "You see, I am in heat and I need a male. I have heard rumors about your species'... gift." Of course I wasn't 'in heat.' I just wanted a man's touch, and the feline seemed like a good candidate. His kind is bred to be breeders. Well endowed, lots of stamina, and a couple other 'gifts' I have heard about. Now I get to see if they are true.
It took a moment for it all to process, but when it did a big grin formed on his face. "Lady Morgan, it would be an honor."
That was all I needed to hear. I slowly stood up, untying the back of my dress and letting it fall to my waist. I have a slender build with perky breasts that would be a little more than a handful for an average man. Both mounds were peaked by a pale pink nipple. He just sat there with a grin, his loincloth stirring a little at the sight.
"You like these?" I hummed seductively, playfully massaging my breasts before walking up and bending over for him. "Yes I do, Morgan," he hummed, groping both of my tits. He leaned forward and licked one of my nipples. My body shivered as I felt dozens of rough spines rub my nipple. He switched over to the next nipple, and he kept switching until both of my nipples stood erect. He then started to play with them using his fingers, rubbing , squeezing and pinching them at times.
My hands rested on his thighs until one of them decided to venture to his crotch. It was unusual at first: He had no real visible penis, just a large... sheath. I could see the tip of his manhood poking through the tip of the sheath. To help coax it out, I kneeled down between his legs. "What-" I interrupted him. "Calm yourself, Catari," I hummed in a seductive tone. "There is something I must show you. I think you'll like it too." He almost objected until I ran my tongue up his sheath. Now even more of his tip popped out, up until I saw one o his 'gifts.'
Around the head of his cock were several barbs. I gripped his hard sheath and ran my thumb under it. They were somewhat hard, but didn't feel sharp at all like some would think. I wrapped my mouth around his tip and started sucking and licking it, causing him to purr and murr. His cock grew in my mouth, and I could feel even more barbs rubbing my tongue and the roof of my mouth. I pulled away with a lewd pop and began stroking it. His shaft barbs are a little bigger, but also more soft. I could feel myself growing wet as I thought about this inside of me.
I kept it up, sucking and stroking until I could see all of his cock. It was a little more than seven inches. There was a couple inches without any barbs, but near the base they were bigger and a little more flexible. His sheath was almost non-existant, stretched to its capacity and pushed back by his barbs.
I wasn't done just yet. I kept sucking on as much as I could with one hand playing with his base barbs and the other massaging his furry set of balls. Mewls, mrowls, and moans filled the room as I sucked off the primitive feline. "Lady... Lady, I'm about to burst!" I didn't care. I kept sucking and bobbing my head until he let out a small growl. I pulled away and stroked his shaft until ropes of cum shot over my face. His seed wasn't as thick as human's, and ran down my face rather easily. I could feel some of his load land on my breasts and run in between my cleavage to my belly. Some of it shot into my mouth, which I swallowed down eagerly.
Once he was finished, I giggled and leaned in to lick his cock clean. I worked my tongue around his barbs and tip in order to make sure he was clean. Not surprisingly, he was still hard. That's another of his gifts; He could go more than once without taking a nap. I started to wipe the cum from my face to my mouth, but I let everything else go for now.
When I stood up, I left my dress on the floor where I kneeled. I had on some lacy panties and a dark pair of thigh high stockings. "It's my turn to do the same?" he asked with a smile.
"If you want." He wanted. His paws grabbed my ass and pulled me in closer. I thumbed my panties and pulled them down, revealing my eager snatch. I have dark pubic hair that I trim neatly, but it's not shaven to the skin like some women. I felt his rough tongue run over my belly, then through my nether hair, then over my nether lips. Hs rough tongue pulled on my lips and almost made me fall over with pleasure. I had to grip his shoulders to keep from falling, but he didn't stop. He kept licking until his tongue was buried between my delicate lips.
He didn't work his tongue like he really knew what he was doing, but he knew enough about women to know where their clit is. His tongue lashed my little pin nub before sliding back over my slit. I have had my pussy eaten many times, but he was the best so far. I haven't cum that hard or that fast just from someone licking me!
He didn't stop, either. After his first taste of my lady juices, he wanted another taste... then another. I could no longer stand, so I ended up lying in my bed with him mounted over me, his cock thrusted into my mouth as he kept licking my pussy. I had no objections with him fucking my mouth. My head was tilted back so he could thrust his barbed cock into my throat, and both of my hands were on his rump to help guide him. A pair of fingers on my right hand ended up in his anus, which I heard the female Catari do sometimes to milk out a larger orgasm.
Sure enough, they were right. He kneeled up a little bit and started thrusting his fingers in time with his cock. With another small growl, he jammed his length as far as it could go and fired off another load directly into my belly. The combination of this and his fingers sent me through another orgasm as well. He let me finish my orgasm before bringing his fingers to his mouth and sucking my juices away. I coughed a few times after he pulled out, but other than that I was fine. So was he, it seemed.
Next thing I knew, I was on all fours. I looked back and saw him grinding his dick between my rumpcheeks slowly, making sure he was nice and hard. Once ready, he pulled back and aimed for my cunt. "Finally," I panted out as he slid all seven inches in me. It felt good coming in, but once he gripped my hips with both paws and pulled out it felt AMAZING. His barbs pulled on my inner walls as he withdrew, making me squirm and moan out loud. His thrust back in wasn't as gentle as his first, but I couldn't complain. "Ti' Rio!" I cried out, pushing my hips back against his hard manhood. He ignored me and pulled out fast and slammed in once again. I knew I couldn't take much of this. His barbs roughly ground against my G-Spot with each thrust.
I only lasted a few more minutes before reaching one of the most intense orgasms I ever had. I fell forward as he withdrew, and my cunt hole erupted with ejaculate that sprayed his cock and balls. Without waiting for me to finish, he grabbed my hips and roughly pulled me back onto his cock. I then started to convulse around his cock as he continued pounding away, sending me through a few more orgasms to mix with the first one. He lasted far longer than I did, and he made me cum like that three more times before I heard a familiar growl. "Cum in me!" I ordered. He complied and thrusted all of his cock deep inside, unleashing a torrent of jizz. I could feel him filling up my womb. I could feel my whole body shake with a final earth-shatering orgasm. THAT was the most intense orgasm I ever had.
I felt him slowly pull out, his spent cock drooping a little and leaving a large drop of kitty cum on my bed. He then crawled around in front of me and held his cock in front of my mouth. I knew what he wanted. I didn't even bother grabbing it to guide it, I simply used my tongue to lift it to my mouth and let him thrust t in so I could clean it. I couldn't keep my fingers out of myself once I felt some of his load dribble out. I wanted to keep that wonderful warmth inside me. I knew he wanted to keep going, as did I, but we had to stop for now. I felt like I was about to pass out, and he had to go back to jail. I promised to show him a little more about living in my castle once he was out of jail.
I did get his sentence reduced, and despite some arguments from the five guards and the elves, he ended up getting three days in jail. I personally made sure that he got decent treatment. I don't want him to be of bad health once he gets out tonight.