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The night air teased the edges of FD's shirt as she huddled into it and stepped out of the humid air of the French Quarter and into the front of the hotel room. The AC blasted around her and only made her shiver a bit more as she licked her lips. She hadn't said anything to Ropes, she hadn't even seen him when they'd left the club. Hiss had melted away with a panicked apology and that had left her with his seed running along the inside of her thigh and the surety that he had had his father's mark when he had released inside of her. The ruby and gold dragoness licked her lips as she stared at the hotel desk and gave a dip of her head. She wanted nothing more than to get into the hotel room and clean up as best that she could and try and find a way to tell Ropes exactly what had happened.

Hiss, Hiss she'd have to deal with later when she'd found out where he'd disappeared too. It would be best if she could find him alone so that they could try and discuss what had happened. She wished he hadn't taken off, it was going to be hard enough facing her mate as it was. She gave her head a shake as she stepped into the elevator and pushed the button for their room. At least he'd left early and hadn't seen. It wasn't unlike the demonic cougar to slip off if he got particularly bored of something or saw something he wanted to do. Sometimes he'd leave a message on her phone, other times she caught up to him later after he'd wandered home.

The dragoness fumbled with her key card and made her way to her hotel room and let out a breath of a relief as she padded into the empty darkened front room that marked their suite. It was empty, not even the TV on to indicate that Ropes had come in and settled down to watch a show while he waited on her mate. She closed the door behind her and leaned back with relief that she had some time to clean herself off and find a way to talk to him. As she stepped away and tossed her key card on the table a soft feminine whimper and then cry stopped her from moving to the bathroom. The sound was high pitched and for a moment she dismissed it as coming from the room opposite there's, but it repeated.

FD's head came up and she turned to the doors that separated Ropes and her room from their children's and found it open a crack. There was light spilling from the other side as the sound of a bed squeaking and the soft whimpers grew a bit more desperate. Her entire body tensed up as she imagined Hiss deciding to have a taste of his sister as well as his mother. The thought set her tail to snapping and she cautiously opened their side of the door before inching the second one open. At the first sight of her daughter, Helena, with her arms bound above her head and the brown furred form pressed between her legs with the short muzzle teasing her folds she nearly stormed into the room snarling her son's name.

Except, it wasn't her son. The back was too broad and the muscles that rippled along them weren't ones that the youngster possessed. Hiss was thinner and a bit more slender, and the tendrils that came from his back weren't as long or as controlled. Her jaw parted slightly as her husband's tendrils wound themselves around his daughter's ankles and forced them upwards and apart more. Helena was a younger version of herself, a bit smaller and youthful, but mother and daughter shared the same pattern. And the position was familiar to FD as her stomach turned and she watched her daughter arch upwards when the tongue resumed it's work.

"D-daddy.." The soft voice piped up in a high pitched cry before it was stifled under the next plunge of the tongue.

FD made a sound, she knew she had to of, but she didn't remember it later on. Her eyes were locked on the sight as Ropes pulled his head back and turned it so that one amber eye locked on her. She felt pinned in place as his glistening lips were cleaned by a swipe of his pink tongue and he loomed upwards. Helena's legs dropped as the younger dragoness let out a protesting noise. Ropes turned, the demonic feline completely nude, and yanked the door from her hands so it was wide open. His rumbling growl seemed to vibrate the very ground beneath her as one of his tendrils hooked about her arm and yanked her forward.

"So... back so soon from your time with Hiss?" He purred the words dangerously close and stepped close enough that she felt the brush of his hardened girth rubbing nearly against her belly. "Just in time for you to see me with Helena. I'm not one to neglect my debts...mm?"

FD's mind hit a blank as his hands moved to grip her hips and dragged her all the way into the room. She was aware of her daughter's wide eyed stare, but didn't dare take her eyes away from the powerful male that gripped her. What had she done? What was he doing?!

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Ropes twitched his whiskers at the scent of his son still lingering on his mate. It broke through the fresh sweet scent of daughter and his hands were rougher then he intended as he pushed FD into the chair he had specifically set to one side of the room. He had brooded his entire way home with his daughter at what he had seen on the dance floor. His mate bucking and grinding against his son, the obvious inattention both of them were paying to anything but each other. And as he pushed her into the chair one of his lower tendrils flicked out to force its way between her legs. The dragoness shuddered as he coiled the tip right against the soft folds and felt the viscous cream clinging right to the tip. He flicked his ears back as he pulled the tendril out to see the pearly seed clinging to it.

"And you come still leaking his seed." He murmured softly and FD started to stammer a response, but he silenced her by trailed the tip of the wet tendril right over her muzzle. "Ssssh.. now now, we're not going to start blaming and apologizing here. Are we, Helena?"

"No, Daddy.." His daughter's voice was shaking slightly and despite himself his lips quirked up in a grin. She had been shocked and had protested, when he'd first approached her, but the protests had melted to soft cries as her body reacted.

"Now, since I was forced to watch you and our son, you will watch me and our daughter." He leaned forward to kiss FD's forehead lightly and saw the tongue flicker out to gather up some of the seed before disappearing again. It only made him grin more.

"But.. Ropes, I didn't-" She started to speak again and he gave his head a short shake to stop the apologies and explanations.

"We're not talking tonight. We'll talk tomorrow, first..." He pulled out a coil of bright nylon rope with a grin, "We can't have you running off from the show."

He was adept with his name sake and despite the distraction of his nude daughter lying on the bed he concentrated on tying his mate's arms down to either side of the chair. He didn't do it roughly or painfully, but just firm enough that he knew she wouldn't be able to pull them free easily. He tightened to bindings on each arm before repeating around her waist and just beneath her breasts. While he stepped behind her he teased and nipped sharply right against the curve of her shoulder to feel her tremble. As he nipped along her neck and let his hands work blindly, he watched his bound daughter staring at him. Her eyes were wide and unfocused, her body curved and lithe as it stretched out on the bed. Her soft breasts rising and falling with each breath. Oh he was going to enjoy this.

"No closing your eyes, no looking away, you're going to watch me as I watched you and Hiss." He lifted his head away from FD's neck as he spoke and she nodded. "That's my good girl." He murmured and moved his hand to stroke right over her breast.

The demonic cougar stood up straight and padded back to the bed and his bound daughter. He'd tied her arms up purposefully so he could enjoy seeing her spread out as if a meal for him. As he came beside the bed he turned his head to watch his mate's face as his lower tendrils trailed and began to rub right along her legs. Helena trembled under the touch and a whimper escaped while the leaf shaped tips rubbed upwards to wrap along the curve of her hips. He squeezed slightly there before he allowed one to dip down between her legs and the glistening taut sex he had been teasing with his tongue. The moment the tapered tip brushed her outer lips his daughter cried out and her back arched up against the bed.

FD's eyes widened and he watched her draw in her lower lip as he teased the outer lips lightly enough that he barely parted the folds. The tip flickered and pressed between them so the agile cups on the underside could rub right along the swollen pearl of Helena's clit and the younger dragoness squirmed in place. Her hips jerked upwards into the air and held there for a moment as he fluttered the tip of his tendril back and forth. Ropes took his eyes away from his mate before dropping a paw down to cup one of the golden breasts in the palm of his hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. His fingers kneaded against it lightly until he felt the nipple firming up against his palm. Helena seemed to be unconscious of her mother watching as her hips rolled up against the tendrils fluttering touch.

"What do you want, little girl?" He purred teasingly and the entire spread of his tendril's tip cupped against her mound and the muscles beneath the smooth flesh rippled to knead against the slickening mound. "Tell your mother what you were whimpering for only moments ago."

"I want you, Daddy.." The teenage girl flicked her eyes up and tried to focus, but the attempt was lost as the tendril on her mound squeezed again. Whatever she was going to say was lost in a whimpering moan.

"Now now, that's not what you told me earlier, tell me what you told me earlier and you'll get it?" He teased and shifted his hand so that the pad of his thumb teased her nipple back and forth. He heard a muffled noise come from behind him as his mate watched.

"I want you to fuck me." Helena gasped the words out as the tip of his tendril pushed between her folds and he felt the wetness gathering there. "F-fuck me."

"Fuck me what, Helena?" He teased and slipped his knee onto the bed as his daughter's hands balled up into fists in the restraints and her body jerked upwards.

"Fuck me, Daddy." The dragoness gasped the words out before whimpering as his tendril slipped itself free and pulled away from her quivering sex.

"That's my little girl." He praised her and leaned down to run the broad pad of his tongue right along the underside of her breast. He curled it slightly and flicked it up right at the tip so that he fluttered over the taut nipple.

The bed squeaked under his weight as he slipped onto the bed and loomed over his daughter. His hand moved to stroke along her side as his tendrils flicked out to curl around her legs. He turned his head just enough to see the strained look on his mate's face as the upper tendrils wrapped around Helena's thighs and the lower ones took her calves. He pulled her legs upwards and held them bound in the ropey appendages so that her knees bent and her folds were entirely exposed as they were forced apart. He grinned down at her ruby and gold muzzle with the smile still on his face while he deliberately flicked his tail up. He'd positioned the chair just right so that she could watch everything that happened with as little interference as possible.

His tendrils kneaded and squeezed against Helena's legs and he moved his paw down to wrap right around the tip of his shaft before dragging it down to lightly stroke along her outer lips. He rubbed lightly back and forth while she arched and squirmed beneath him. The barbs caught against her outer lips before a spill of slippery precum welled up and spilled down right along the outer edges of her lips and she whimpered out. He dipped his head down and deliberately used his tongue to swirl and work around one nipple as he rubbed his tip back and forth lightly. Each time he rolled his hips forward and felt the barbs catching delicately against her folds and her body arched up against him in response, or at least she tried too.

The firm hold he had on her legs forced her body to be nearly immobile as he teased her, and himself. The soft outer lips stroked and caressed around his tip until a shiver ran down his spine and his hips rolled forward automatically. His glans spread the outer lips parts slowly and he felt them yawning open just a touch before he brushed against her opening. Her body trembled beneath him and her fingers curled against the broad expanse of his chest as he pressed forward and gave a harder roll. Her cry was sweet to his ears as slowly he began to stretch her open and the next viscous drop of precum spilled into her warm unprotected passage. The head of his shaft popped into his daughter's body as he hissed out and heard his mate make a low cry behind him.

He had little time to worry about her, not when the velvety muscles rippled and clamped down tightly around his tip. His entire body tensed up as he eased forward and forced her walls open wider and wider so they molded around him. Helena let out a short moaning cry and her hips tried to rock upwards, but he continued at the slow deliberate pace to savor the feel of his daughter's silken walls quivering and flexing around him. Her wetness spread over his shaft and mingled with his pre before he gave a final nudge and his heavy orbs pressed right up against her scaled rump cheeks. Every inch of passage contracted down almost too tightly around him and he hissed out softly to himself before jerked his hips backwards.

The moment he did the dragoness let out a sharp cry as his barbs flared out and stroked through her passage and teased all the way to her g-spot. Ropes bared his teeth in a fierce grin before rolling his hips back and forth so the barbs plucked and worked over that spot making her cry out again. His eyes flickered back briefly to see his wife staring with eyes as wide as saucers as she watched their daughter taken. The puma flicked his tail above his hips before suddenly bucking forward and slamming home with a slap of his orbs against her rump. The moment he hilted there was a slick sound as some of the wetness was forced out around her before he pulled backwards again. The barbs flared out and this time he didn't stop as he tugged them past her g-spot.

He deliberately popped his tip free with a lewd noise and a strand of his precum clung to her folds as he left her partially spread and rolled forward to mockingly rub his tip up and down against her folds. Helena's breath came out in a soft puff against the curve of his cheek as he rubbed up and down.

"Please, Daddy... please.." Her voice was strained and he flicked his tongue out to curl beneath her nipple.

"When you ask so nicely..." He purred in response and pushed forward to force her walls to strain open around him again. A bit of her wetness was forced out just by the tip of him and then he bucked forward to hilt himself in one smooth stroke.

This time he barely rested as he hilted within her before pulling backwards again. He teased and worked his barbs through her. The slow deliberate movements pulled and suckled hotly around him as if trying to draw him inwards each time he drew back and he was all too happy to oblige. She was tighter then his mate and lacked the experience, but he was all too happy to teach her. His paws moved to grip her hips as his tendrils forced her legs upwards to press nearly against her chest. Her hips curved upwards as he started to thrust in short hard strokes. The position let him press in deeper until the very tip of his cock brushed and rubbed right against her cervix before he pulled out again.

Each time he pulled back she let out a soft cry and when he looked up her head was leaning back as she felt her father's girth plunging in over and over. The tip of his cock leaked out dribbles of precum that oozed out into her and mingled with her own arousal and he twitched his whiskers at the warm sweet scent of the dragoness on the air. It all compounded to make it even more intoxicating. The walls quivered and milked around him at the apex of each thrust until it was hard to drive himself past the clenching tightness. His fingers dug into her hips and pulled her back as he arched above her with a rough snarl and began to work his hips back and forth in short rough bucks that pushed her against the bed and rattled the headboard back and forth.

He could think of nothing but the growing lust inside of him as his orbs clapped up firmly against her upturned ass time and time again. His fingers kneaded against her hips as he pulled himself nearly out and brushed against her g-spot before plunging in again. The moment the fleshy barbs teased that sensitive area Helena cried out beneath him and her body jerked. Her walls pulsed and squeezed almost painfully tight as he shortened his strokes into rough bucks that claimed every last inch of her time and time again. His breath came out in harsh noises as her orgasm caused the muscles to ripple and tighten so that his barbs dug just that much more into her passage and stimulated her.

The puma's tendrils twisted along her ankles and pulled her legs together so that they wrapped around him as he felt his balls tightening up. His lips curled back to bare his fangs as he gave one last thrust forward and his entire body shuddered above her. The orbs pulsed and he wedged the very tip of him against the spongy opening of her cervix before the first thick rope of his cum erupted out of his tip and flooded his daughter's body. His entire form shuddered and he gripped her hips almost bruisingly as another hot creamy rope bubbled up to spill into her cervix and another. The sperm rich seed flowed deep within her unprotected body while he made no move to pull out or pull back. He wanted only to fill her, flood her, claim her as his own. She was HIS!

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FD felt immobile by more then just ropes that bound her to the bed. She couldn't move, couldn't breathe, she could only watch as her mate loomed over their daughter and pushed his cock up against her quivering folds. She hadn't been able to stop the sound as she watched the snug plump lips stretch open around the shame shaft that had made her. Helena had cried out and whimpered, but not a single sound of protest had come from her as her body engulfed every last inch of the shaft only to cry out when the barbs raked through her. And, oh how FD knew what those barbs did to her when they rubbed through her passage and teased along the silken inner walls.

As she watched the pair mating in a flurry of pounding hips, she hadn't taken her eyes away from the flash of dark red that pulled out and drove back into their daughter. The wetness gathered and caught against the scales of the outer lips as the lewd noises seemed unnaturally loud in the hotel room. It was mesmerizing to see her daughter arching and begging for his cock when he pulled it free. And she had watched the thick strands of wetness clinging to the tip before whimpering out to herself. It wasn't with horror that she was being forced to watch father take daughter. It wasn't even in jealousy that her mate was with another female. When she'd seen his glistening crown she'd wanted to do nothing more then use her tongue to clean the thick drop from the tip.

As she watched something had tightened her stomach to the point she was aware of the fact she had still not cleaned off. Her inner walls were clenching and squeezing against nothing as she felt a hot flush of arousal at the sight. Every moan and hit of the hips reminded her of what she had done with Hiss or what she had once done with Ropes. The sharp visualizations made it harder to keep still, but when she shifted her hips she realized that she had grown wet. Very very wet. Her panties clung to her mound as she flushed hotly and tried to ignore it as best she could, but nothing could stop her from trying to rub against the chair.

Now, she watched as her mate snarled out and shuddered above their daughter. The heavy cream colored orbs heaved up and started to twitch as he flooded Helena. FD had no illusions about how much was being spilled out or that Ropes was anything other than a virile male. She could only whimper under her breath and watch each twitch of the balls as he poured his sperm rich cum into her. It seemed as if hours passed before the puma groaned out and the powerful tendrils loosened from around Helena's legs. FD lifted her head slightly and licked her dry lips in an attempt to distract herself from the feel of her heart beat pounding along her muzzle and even between her legs. Her arousal untouched and unsatisfied.

"That's my little girl." Ropes murmured down at their daughter as her legs dropped down on the bed now that they were no longer held.

The puma shifted above her before pulling backwards, and it seemed that he did so with deliberate slowness as inch by inch the glistening shaft was pulled out. The softening flesh finally pulled free with a wet popping noise and a thick creamy strand of his seed clung from the tips to her leaking folds. He moved his paw down to rub her rump cheek before stepping away entirely and FD found herself facing her mate as he turned. She wanted to look in his eyes, but she couldn't. She couldn't get her eyes to look any higher than his waste and the slimy mess that had been made in his session with their daughter.

"Now.. what am I to do with you, my love?" Ropes purred softly and moved in front of her. FD swallowed roughly and licked her lips.

"Untie me?" She offered hesitantly, but was silenced as one of his tendrils curled up and twisted itself beneath her chin and over her muzzle.

"Now now, you are being punished, my girl. That's hardly ended." He teased softly before pulling her head forward with his tendril. "I think its fitting that you make sure that I'm clean, after all. You came to me with my sons seed still in you, so now you can clean up your daughter's."

FD managed a soft whimper, but didn't resist as she was pulled towards the half hard shaft. The familiar scent of her mate and the slightly strange scent of her daughter filled her muzzle as she was put down on a level with his shaft. She drew in a trembling breath before flushing and lowering her head. Her tongue flicked out and brushed against the tip so that she gathered up the tip drop of seed that had leaked free. She curled upwards with a fluttering caress all the way towards the barbs before the grip of the tendril loosened on her muzzle. She was embarrassed, humiliated and aroused, but that didn't stop her from working her tongue in slow powerful movements. The slightly salty taste of his seed rolled on her tongue before she swallowed it.

"THE HELL?!" Hiss' voice came as if from a distance, but FD didn't pause in working her long glistening red tongue all the way to her mate's base before working upwards again.

"Hiss, about time you wandered back." Ropes' voice held a purr of high good humor. "Your mother is apologizing for your indiscretions on the dance flor."

"I.. D-Dad, I'm sorr-" Hiss started to stammer and FD opened one eye to see the young puma shifting foot to foot, his eyes flickering over the room.

"You can apologize by cleaning up your sister..." Ropes paused, "With your tongue. It's the least you can do after all the problems you caused."

As the dragoness worked her tongue to drag the slippery wetness from her mate's shaft she closed her eyes. The edges of her lips quirked up in a bit of a smile. Ropes always did have a unique sense of justice. There was little doubt why she loved him so.