A RedQuest Tale

Chapter 4 - Blackthorn and Skiprudder talk more in Captains quarters.

Author's Note : This was my first attempt at writing a novel of sorts, taken from ideas I had of Redwall at the time but wanted to try something new but in the same aspect, a new world, lands but with hints of Redwall'ish from within it. Unfortunately the story wasn't completed but after long thoughts I decided to post it up nonetheless. This was written during the month of November back in 2005.

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Meanwhile on the other part of the ship, Blackthorn was still holding onto Skiprudder as both looked out from the open window. Pointing out, Blackthorn purred softly. "And that's where our god lives, right there."

Skiprudder looked at the star that the black panther was looking at and nodded his head slowly. "I didn't know that stars were those that had died... I thought they were just small twinkling lights that came from far away fireflies."

Blackthorn wrapped his paws about the otter and shook his head. "Well, maybe to you but in our culture the stars are very important to us as well as the moon itself. You see, there are a lot in my country that worship the moon goddess as well as seeing that all those that are important go up to watch down over their people and well, I feel ashamed." Letting go of Skiprudder the black panther headed back further into the cabin and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Turning around, the otter blinked and looked at Blackthorn while leaning on the open window sill with his paws behind him. "Why?" The otter looked questionably at the darker form staring back at him with green emerald eyes.

Blackthorn took a deep breath. "I had explained before. I failed in allowing Bloodstripe to take control of me and making me hurt others. It's an insult to what I had become in the eyes of my god who watches all the time. I haven't exactly helped my people that much while they are slaving away building for their masters or worse."

Taking a sigh, Skiprudder padded up to where Blackthorn was and sat down next to him, placing a paw around the cat's neck. "Listen, you had to do what you had to do and I will admit that I wanted to kill you once or twice. But I didn't know the full tale at first and well, I have to admit I finally got it out of you gradually. I don't feel hatred to you anymore on taking me away. I am too old to hold grudges anymore anyways." The otter looked at the window. "Don't worry about it, you have a chance to put things right."

Blackthorn leant into the otter and purred. "Now I never thought I see a slave give a slaver advice." He felt an otter finger press against his nose as Skiprudder smiled. "I wouldn't if I didn't know you were one yourself and still are." Turning the cat's head towards him, the otter kissed Blackthorn deeply while in the moonlight's glow.

Both remained like that for a while before breaking their lip embrace to Blackthorn murring softly. "I'll try and keep you safe. But you have to do what I say." He nuzzled Skiprudder gently, running his paws along the otter's sides.

The otter smiled and nuzzled back gently, licking the cat's whiskers with his tongue, nuzzling his nose against the cats, churring gently. Pulling back slightly, he smiled softly. "I know you will, but please don't let him keep me for so long." He rested his head on Blackthorn's shoulder.

Blackthorn smiled as he placed his paw onto Skiprudder's chest and scratched gently with his claws. "I never allow him to do anything like that, never." He slowly kissed the otter on the nose while feeling the old rough fur between his fingers.

Skiprudder murred softly, he placing his paw onto Blackthorn's thigh while nuzzling him gently. "What do you think is happening down there?" He felt Blackthorn press his lips against his and whispered. "Don't think about it, you sleep better." The black panther looked at the otter directly into his eyes, placing a paw onto the otter's cheek gently before rubbing it with his fingers. "He'll be a while and I want to have as much time as I can with you before he returns back. But excuse me for a moment." Pulling away from the otter, the panther made his way to the door and opened it.

Skiprudder watched as his ears twitched slightly to Blackthorn's voice coming from outside the door. "Get some to bring the bath to the captain's quarters and heat some water. I have to bathe this new slave of his. Make sure that fresh water is on the stove as I have no doubt that the captain will want one himself to clean himself." The otter watched the black tail flick about a few times before he slowly closed the door and smiled. "They will be here shortly." He slowly padded back to where the bed was and nuzzled the otter. "I hope you understand I have to keep my pretence with the crew?"

The otter nodded his head. "I understand but please do be careful. The..." He felt the paw of the panther shut his mouth shut. "Shh, I don't want to hear about it. I don't want to know about what is being planned. Besides you don't know who could be listening now." His ears twitched as he turned around and got up, calling out. "Alright, bring in the stuff."

Several rats came in with a big metal bath tub and several jugs of water which had steam coming from them. They looked at Blackthorn for a moment as he frowned at them and sneered. "What? So I wanted a bit of fun and fucked him. Captain wants him cleaned up though. Just leave the stuff here so that I can get him cleaned up properly."

Looking at each other the rats nodded their heads and left the cabin while closing the door behind them. Sighing slightly, Blackthorn got to where the jugs where and picked one up. Slowly he began to fill up the bath as he looked behind him and smiled. "Come on, I need you to get into this so that I can clean you up."

Skiprudder nodded and made his way over as he watched the panther slowly continue to pour the water into the tub as he took a side glance to the otter's sheath hanging out slightly near to his face.

Slowly the otter went and stepped into the tub, the sound of water splashing slightly before turning around to face Blackthorn again. Kneeling down, the otter smiled as he placed a paw on top of the panther's head, scratching it gently.

Blackthorn smiled and lifted up his black furred paw to slowly cup the grey ballsac and began to gently rub the soft orbs held within with his fingers. Seeing the otter moan slightly, the panther leaned forward as he pressed his nose to the sheath fur and sniffed the otter's scent slightly, mixed with a hint of Bloodstripe's. Frowning on that, the panther ignored it as he slowly slipped out his tongue, letting it slick across the hairs as he moved his head upwards.

Skiprudder shuddered as he placed two fingers on each paw to gently kneed and rub the small round ears of the panther, feeling his sheath being licked as it throbbed and swelled up, making the tube of fur to fall slightly further away from the body.

Blackthorn smiled as he slowly began to lick the sheath fur again with his tongue. Tasting that familiar taste on his taste buds as he murred feeling the otter get aroused again, much faster than usual. Slipping his paw from holding and fondling the ball sac of the otter, the panther slowly began to move his fingertips to the sheath as he caressed the fur softly.

Skiprudder churred as he began to spread his webbed paw around the head of the panther and churred softly. Feeling his sheath being fingered made his belly tighten up before he let out a gasp, some of the water splashed about from his tail moving side to side, enjoying the hot water around his lower legs, easing the pain from his knees pressing at the bottom of the wooden tub.

Pulling down the otter's sheath gently, the panther licked his lips as he saw the otter's cock slowly came into view, throbbing as the smell of the otter's musk hit Blackthorn hard. Feeling his head swirl about, the panther slowly licked his lips and nose to re-wet it again. Carefully, he continued to move the sheath downwards until he saw the otter's cock slowly dip forwards, hitting him on the forehead.

Skiprudder looked down and churred softly feeling the cock hit the soft pointed hair on top of the panther's head and arched his back forwards slightly, making the cock slip forwards to rub against the head as pre began to drip out from the tip and onto the forehead of the panther.

Moving his head back a bit, Blackthorn felt the cock slip down his head before moving to the side as it fell down, brushing past one side of his face, flicking past his right eye which had closed over as the tip left some pre on the eye lashes. Blackthorn felt the hot member slip past his cheek fur, hitting his whiskers as it fell down before coming back up again to hit the panther on the nose.

Blackthorn backed up a bit more, smiling as he slowly wrapped his fingers about the shaft as he moved it into position and just held it there. Feeling the otter slowly stroke his ears and head with his dull claws. Smiling the panther carefully moved his fingers about the shaft, the slick cock skin rubbing against his hard paw pads. Each movement making the otter shuffle about a bit in the tub. Carefully opening his muzzle, Blackthorn drew out his tongue as he pressed it against the bottom part of the shaft before moving his tongue upwards as it collected some of the pre that was hanging on the very tip.

Skiprudder growled softly as his cock sprang up a bit more from the panther's tongue, dripping more pre onto the rough pink member that went back into the cat's muzzle again. Using just his thumb and finger, the cat made a ring around the base of the otter's cock just as his warm black lips pressed against the tip of the otter's member and kissed it. Blackthorn felt the heat against his lips as he breathed out slowly through his nose.

Skiprudder continued to look downwards as he saw his cock pressing against the panther's lips, the red tongue slipping in and out underneath as it pressed itself against the underside of the cock, rubbing against the tip. The otter shuddered and churred deeply, pressing his fingers more into the panther's head.

Blackthorn purred as he slowly drew the otter's cock tip into his muzzle, the lips slowly stretching and changing shape as he felt the moist cock slip into his muzzle, pushing apart the sharp teeth as he slowly made his lips slip past the head. Blackthorned suckled softly the panther murred around the shaft as he felt the pre flow out from the otter's slit and onto his tongue. Carefully, he began to move his paw up and down the shaft, pawing off the otter while he sucked on the head within his muzzle.

Skiprudder shuddered and arched his hips forward slightly, his balls swaying back and forwards slightly as they gently swung against the panther's paw, the otter stroking the top of the panther's head as he looked upwards towards the window, growled softly as he felt his need begin to rise up within him, his cock throbbing fatter with each passing second.

Blackthorn made soft slurping sounds as he felt the otter's cock throb around his lips, the strong taste of the salty pre against his tongue as he smelt the throbbing flesh with his nose, the musk alluring him onwards as he felt his own member push against his pants, tenting it to its limits.

With a loud growl, the otter felt his balls contract upwards towards his body, his back arching forwards a bit more as his shaft slipped a bit more inside the panther's muzzle as the first stream of white panther semen shot to the back of Blackthorn's throat, time and time again as Blackthorn moved his tongue to lick around the head as his muzzle changed shaped to move the white gooey stuff down to the back as his throat muscles swallowed it down.

Blackthorn pulled away, licking his lips as he backed away. Skiprudder looked at him for a moment and then slumped into the bath tub with a slosh of water. Looking at Blackthorn for a moment, the otter churred softly. "Well, I suppose that's it for now?" The otter looked a bit glum as he looked down into the water, seeing some of the remains of his cum float about in the water from his cock tip.

Blackthorn smiled and moved to a cupboard where he picked up some soap and a sponge, moving back again slowly. "You know it has to be for the time being." He slowly knelt down again and leaned over the tub as he went about his business in dipping the sponge into the hot water, pulling it out to the sound of the water falling down as he applied the soap bar and began to rub it against the soap, watching bubbles form quickly.

Skiprudder nodded his head slowly and looked to where the door was as he felt the panther lift up his arm and began to rub the sponge into the fur. "When do you think the captain will get back?"

Blackthorn shrugged. "Whenever he's finished doing on what he is doing." The panther didn't say much as he continued to clean the otter up, putting the sponge into the water and bringing it to the arm again to clean the sods from the fur.

Skiprudder nodded his head. "Why did you have to tell the captain about the castle? You know he kill everyone there just to get what he wants." The otter pulled his arm away from the panther as he looked away.

Blackthorn sighed. "You're bringing this up now. Look, we were heard. You didn't see it but one of the main crew on here heard and made me know about it. If I didn't say anything then we could've both been in front of him with explanations to say." Skiprudder nodded his head as he let Blackthorn continue to wash him, looking at the door a few times, worried that Bloodstripe would come in.

Eventually Blackthorn had finished bathing the otter as he let Skiprudder get up and out of the tub while wrapping the otter within a towel. Calling out, he saw the door open to some rats and spoke quickly. "Get this tub emptied and then refilled with more water. The captain should be back shortly. Also bring some clothes for this slave here." He saw the rats nod as they slowly picked up the tub, moving towards the door again as they carried it outside. Blackthorn closed the door and sighed. "We have to move you soon." Moving to some clothes he tossed some at the otter as he sat down in a chair. "So get dressed as I don't think the captain will be long in finished in what he has to do."

Blackthorn while sitting down on the chair, watched Skiprudder slowly slipping on some new garments that was found from a rat that had died last winter. Nodding his head slowly, he smiled. "They should do you, but sorry about them not fitting you exactly."

Skiprudder looked down and pulled out the pants as they went out far from his body. "I can't wear these, come on. I look ridiculous with these on." Still holding up the baggy pants the otter frowned at the cat. "Isn't there anything else?" He looked towards the door and shook his head. "For reasons I won't tell you as I am not sure if I do trust you fully yet but I rather not have baggy pants."

Blackthorn nodded his head and threw over something else. "Try this and if it doesn't fit then you are on your own." He got up from his chair. "I rather not risk staying here if the captain comes back. When he makes an order, he expects it being done." Walking over to the otter, the black panther gave Skiprudder a frown as the otter slipped into the new clothes and nodded his head. "These will have to do." The panther said as he pulled the otter close to him and kissed the otter gently. Pulling away as he heard another knock on the door, he moved away from the otter and opened it as the tub was carried back in again empty with new jugs of steaming water. Nodding his head to them, he dismissed the rats and began to pour the hot water into the tub again.

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Bloodstripe got up from the floor and stretched, the smell of blood was very strong in the air as he looked all around him to the sight of the blood on the walls and floor. There lying on the ground dead was the mouse that he had fought with a few hours ago. Looking down at himself from the flickering candle light, he smiled as he saw his coat full of blood, matted in places but most of all his paws were covered fully of the stuff. Picking up the lantern again, he opened the door and stepped outside.

The corridor was dark apart from the lantern that he was carrying. Making his way past the room where he had undressed before, the tiger didn't say anything until he reached the stairs to head up. Making his way up, he stopped and knocked on the door. It was Bloodcreed who answered. "Yes captain?"

Bloodstripe smiled as he spoke on the other side of the door. "I am going to come through as I make my way back to my quarters. I do not wish to see anyone on deck. Pass the word quickly with your friend and ensure that Blackthorn isn't in my quarters before I get there. After he sends word that everything is okay, then you may come back out to do your duties. Understood?"

Bloodcreed spoke back. "Yes captain. Is there anything else?" He heard an annoyed growl from the other side of the door and turned to face his fat friend. "Come on, we have to send word quickly. He won't wait long."

Both rats got up and started to knock on all the doors that they went past. "The captain is coming through. He doesn't want to see anyone at all, you know the drill. If you are seen you will be killed."

Blubbersnout panted as he made his way after his friend. Both rats eventually made their way out to the main deck, the fat rat holding onto his side as he coughed and spluttered. Bloodcreed shook his head. "You definitely need to lose a few pounds." Coming to a stop on the middle of the main deck, he faced his friend. "Go back to your quarters and wait inside to after the captain has gone past then return to duty, you never make it back in time." Looking at Blubbersnout nodding his head as he turned around and went back through the door, the rat shouted. "All inside and make it to the nearest room, quickly. Captain will be arriving here shortly and he doesn't want to see anyone!"

Running across the main deck, Bloodcreed skidded to a halt to the now un-guarded door as the two big rats had run past him a few seconds before. Knocking on the door, he saw Blackthorn open it as he panted. "Captain is on his way. Is his bath ready for him?"

Blackthorn nodded his head. "It's all ready for him. I have to take this slave to another part of the ship though. The captain wishes to see him tomorrow. I am planning on putting him in the cabin near to your sentry position. The doors and windows will be locked. Make sure that they are done before I arrive with him and make sure that he doesn't leave the cabin at all, understood?"

Bloodcreed nodded his head as he ran off. "Understood. sir!" The rat running across the main deck as if his life depended on it. Blackthorn felt the otter stand behind him as he spoke. "Why do they do that if they know that he does these things?" Blackthorn quickly moved to getting dressed himself, the cat taking no time in getting back into his clothes and making his way to the otter and tied a rope around his neck. "Sorry, but we're back on old terms again. I won't be able to speak again in friendly terms."

Blackthorn shrugged as he remembered the question and replied. "They may know that he does these things but the captain does not wish to be seen naked and covered in blood. It would make him look ridiculous and it's something to keep the crew on their toes. Besides, I haven't a real clue what goes on in his head." Turning around, the panther pulled the otter out of the door. "Now do what I say and be quiet, do not make a single sound as our lives depend on it. The captain may still have his killing instinct awake and I may survive an attack with injury but I don't think you will, considering your age. Come on."

Blackthorn pulled Skiprudder along and up the ladder steps to the far right of the door to the captain's cabin, where the rudder control was and pushed the otter to the very rear of the boat, next to a rat who was lying on his stomach. Giving a frown, he pushed the otter down to lie on his stomach and he hissed words quickly. "Stay there and don't breathe." The panther moved away from the otter and turned to the rat that was still there. "Make sure he doesn't make a sound."

Not waiting to see the rat's response to his orders, the panther reached the edge of the deck and looked through the wooden rails, moving his body down to the floor, Blackthorn laid there on his stomach and remained motionless as he saw the door open at the very far end, a dark tall figure moved out slowly as it was looking around him before slowly closing the door behind him as he knew it was Bloodstripe and saw the tiger walk across the main deck.

The panther didn't make a single move, his whole body rigid as if lying on the ground near to some prey that he was hunting. His eyes stared out as he could make out the naked body of the captain, some stripes and white fur were missing from view from the stains of blood as Bloodstripe came closer. Blackthorn closed his eyes and listened to the big paws hitting the main deck before the door opened and then closed below him.

Sighing, Blackthorn carefully and slowly got up as he saw the door on the far side open as some rats came out and Blackthorn got up to standing position, nodding his head that it was safe to come back out. Turning around, he made his way to where Skiprudder was lying on the deck and spoke. "its okay, the captain is in his quarters for the rest of the night. I have to get you down to your own cabin as no doubt we have a busy day tomorrow."

Watching the rat get up as he made his way to the rudder, the panther smiled. "Come on slave. I haven't got all day." Skiprudder nodded, noting that the calm in the panther's voice had gone to a harder, colder tone that he was used to and replied back. "Yes sir." Slowly taking hold of the rope, the panther began to lead the otter down to the main deck.

Skiprudder walked behind the panther as he made his way across the deck, several rats were out washing the deck themselves from the paw prints left by Bloodstripe a few moments before. Skiprudder gave a shudder as he looked to where Blackthorn was taking him to a part of the ship that he had never before been to.

Blackthorn opened the door and went into the hallway, more rats were cleaning the hallway and gave the panther a look, which returned the look with a sterner look and growled. "Just get this mess cleaned up and don't ask any questions."

Turning around the corner he smiled at Bloodcreed and Blubbersnout. "Right, this is the slave of the captain's." He paused and looked at the door that was open. "This is his quarters?"

Bloodcreed nodded his head as he held the key in his paw. "Yes sir. This is the slave's quarters. The port hole has been locked shut." He stopped as he saw Blackthorn moved past, dragging the otter behind him. "Is that okay, sir?"

Blackthorn pushed Skiprudder onto the bed and turned around quickly heading out and closing the door behind him. Taking the key from Bloodcreed, he nodded and locked the door. "Right, he isn't to be disturbed at all or messed with." Handing the key back to Bloodcreed. "Not by anyone. He has been washed and the captain will know if he's been messed with. He has to be fresh for tomorrow." Turning to move he stopped and turned to face the two rats. "Make sure that room down there is cleaned and the body thrown overboard. After you have finished with it of course. The captain may have left some of you miserable lot something to eat but I don't know why." He paused and looked about. "I am heading to my own quarters. Wake me up if anything is going on." Without saying another word, the panther headed away leaving both Bloodcreed and Blubbersnout standing, looking at each other.