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A knock on the door brought the weapon-smith down from his room. The short otter stumbled over a chair, cursed

and made his way to his front door. Torin flicked a switch and a soft light just outside turned on; opening the

door, he greeted his visitor sleepily.

"Prince Senthius," the otter blinked several times "how can I help you this evening?"

"It's time." The panther said simply.

"Very well." Torin took a deep breath, turned, went into the lounge room then returned in a warm robe. "It's in the

workshop, this way." The weapon-smith closed his front door and led the prince to his workshop a few blocks

away.

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"Where did you go?" Alira sat up as Prince Sen attempted to sneak into his bed chamber.

"I thought you were asleep, sorry." The panther placed a long, rectangular wooden box on the chest of draws

next to the door and made his way to the bed. "I had to pick something up. I hope you weren't lonely."

"Not at all." Alira smiled at her prince and patiently waited for him to crawl into bed.

Prince Sen's pants fell to the floor as the panther lifted the sheet and moved beneath it. Moonlight streamed

through the window fully illuminating the room. Alira leaned against her prince and kissed him on the nose, her

full breasts pushing against his chest.

The two figures kissed and ran their hands over the body of the other at the same time. Alira's hands moved

over the panther's body, working it's way down to his growing manhood, his soft black fur running through her

fingers.

Sen placed his padded right hand on his new servant's waist and slowly moved it downwards, gliding over her

smooth, dark brown skin. Alira lifted one leg over the body of her prince as his hand groped her round butt and

squeezed it firmly before shifting his attention to her ample breasts.

Under the sea of white light cast by the moon outside, the dark brown 17 year old, human girl pushed off Sen's

body and kneeled over his lower abdomen, a leg on either side. She threw her head back and closed her eyes

as the panther cupped and massaged her breasts in his large, padded hands. The nipples on her bust grew hard

as Alira began to slowly grind her hips back and forth on Prince Sen's belly, his fur growing damp with her

juices.

She shifted backwards and lifted her body, allowing the royal penis access to it's new mistress-servant's

pussy. The panther continued to knead the female's breasts as she lowered herself gently onto the thick shaft.

"Mmmm, you're so thick; I've never had someone so thick inside me before." Alira moaned just a little as her

folds fully engulfed the panther's erection. Sen wasn't the least bit surprised to discover she wasn't a virgin.

"Don't worry," the dark skinned girl leaned forward to kiss the creature beneath her, "I will not betray you.

Though it may only be sexual, I intend to remain faithful to my Prince." With a smile, Alira sat up again and

began slowly bouncing on the panther's lap.

Sen admired the slender figure of the human girl perched on his penis, he took in every detail the moonlight

revealed as she bobbed up and down. She had a young face with a prominent nose and a set of brown eyes

that looked as though they could peer into one's very soul. Her bosom was full and round, looking just a

fraction out of place on her trim figure. Sen's ears quickly grew attuned to the intensely heavy breathing that

came from the chest of this girl.

The prince soon found it hard to concentrate as he felt pressure and pleasure build in his lap. Well lubricated

by Alira's own juices, the royal erection slid in and out of the almost black lips between her legs, her motions

increasing in speed. Only a soft moan emerged from the girl every so often as she took in deep breath after

deep breath, her body surging with bliss, every touch feeling like an electrical jolt to the senses.

Alira reached her peak first, her body shuddering with ecstasy as she pushed herself onwards in order to lift

the panther to the same heights. Sen felt the life inside her shifting about in excitement and knew where she

was. Sitting up, he embraced his mistress-servant and lowered her to his side, keeping himself buried deep

between her legs. Now lying on top of her, Sen lifted his body, supporting it on both his arms.

Their eyes locked on each other in a moment of lust as Prince Senthius sharply thrust himself inside the

female, sending new waves of ecstasy through her. Grabbing the fur on the panther's chest, Alira arched her

back in a state of pure bliss as the beast above her quickly followed and reached his own peak.

The dark brown girl was amazed at how much the feline released inside her, catching her breath in the final

moments of her orgasm, Alira's mind raced around in a maddened state trying to figure out if this level of

pleasure was even possible.

Sen finally slumped on top of her and rolled to her right. Both lay still, catching their breath and listening to the

thumping of their hearts.

"That was amazing." Alira breathed as she leaned once again on the side of the panther.

"One night of many to come." Sen smiled.

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The moon was high above the stone castle, very little light shoning into the prince's room. Alira lay on her side,

pressed against the panther's back, her left arm reaching over him. His ears pricked and his fur bristled as the

familiar sound of Victoria's screams of joy echoed down the empty halls.

"Bastard." Sen muttered under his breath.

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"The sun rises Prince Senthius, it's is time you did as well." A soft voice woke the prince from his slumber.

Smiling at the rabbit standing at the side of his bed, Sen greeted her and began to rise from where he lay.

"Looks like you enjoyed yourself last night, ay?" the rabbit smiled as she turned away and went into the joined

bathroom to prepare the panther's bath.

"Mm, good morning." Alira spoke in a sleepy voice behind the panther.

"Good morning, my you are a beauty aren't you?" the rabbit returned, her yellow fur glowing golden in the

sunlight shining through the window. "Would you like me to fix you some breakfast?"

Alira blinked at the rabbit, then remembered she was in a castle, with maids.

"That would be nice, thank you." The girl replied happily.

With a smile on her face, the rabbit took a step closer to the human and hushed her voice playfully, "As his

servant, it's now your duty to wash his royal body." the maid giggled and left the room, closing the door behind

her.

"It was one of the main duties of a servant decades ago, as I said before, it's more of an image thing now,

mostly just tradition." The panther moved towards his bathroom, stopping a moment to look at the long, wooden

box he'd brought in the night before. "You don't have to wash me if you don't wish to, but you will be required to

at least look like you're doing my bidding in front of any officials that are around." The prince added as an

afterthought.

Alira trailed after Sen, her breasts bouncing a little as she strode into the adjoining room. Light streamed in

from several large, colored windows, blanketing the room in a rainbow of vibrant colors. In the center of the

large tiled floor, a bath had been carved out of the stone.

Running all around the circular design of the bath, large steps were made to both step into and sit on. Sen sat

chest deep in the steaming water, across from him was a tap, but no water dripped from it.

"How did she make a bath so fast?"

"Tessica commands both water and fire elements, a rare combination, but quite helpful for making a fast bath."

The panther flicked water at Alira as she stepped into the hot water.

"Oh my..." the human girl breathed, "This is amazing."

"Yes, the heat is quite enjoyable, unfortunately we cannot enjoy it this morning, things must be done before

midday." Sen picked up a soft bristled brush and held it toward Alira, "Wanna brush me?"

The bath was short lived, Alira attempted to provoke the prince into another sexual romp, but other matters

were on his mind.

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"Our first stop is the tailor." Sen said. His tone had grown almost distant as he led Alira around. She hurried

behind him, wondering if perhaps she'd upset him somehow. Sen sensed her worry and turned to her.

"I'm sorry to pull you around like this, I just have a couple of important things on my mind right now and there

are several things to do before the ceremony. We will have plenty of time to ourselves soon enough, I promise."

Quickly putting the girl's worries at ease, Sen kissed her on the lips and led her onwards.

"Prince Senthius, so good to see you." The elderly badger that owned the tailor shop greeted the prince with

open arms then turned his attention to the girl. "So it is true, you've taken a human as your servant, interesting.

This way my dear, we will have you measured and fitted inside the hour." The master tailor ushered the Alira

into a back room with Sen following behind.

In the back room, the prince took a seat and instructed the tailor how he wished his servant to be dressed.

After explaining the design, he turned to Alira, looking for approval. The human nodded in acceptance and soon

found herself stripped and covered head to toe in measuring tape.

"My my, you are an attractive young thing aren't you?" the badger said as he admired the naked beauty.

Alira admired her own body in the four large mirrors that stood around her as she waited for he clothing to be

completed. She twisted and turned, taking a good look at herself for the first time. Sen had been taken to another

room for his own fitting and Alira had been left alone. Finding her own body quite attractive, she couldn't help

but run her hands over her bust and play with her nipples, making the hard and perky.

Her fun was short lived as the badger returned with some small pieces of cloth that looked like little more than

rags draped over his arm. The skirt was much the same as her old one, however the fabric was white silk with

golden chinese dragons embroidered on it. Her new top was a long rectangular piece made of the same white

silk that reach across the front of her breasts. On the lower corner of each end, a small piece of gold hung like a

golden tear; the center of the fabric was parted, connecting at the top, revealing the middle of Alira's full bodied

breast. Gold lace ran along the top of the fabric and up from the ends, over her shoulders and connected part

way down her back where another, slightly larger piece of gold hung on a single golden lace strand. With the

tears of precious metal acting as weights to hold the fabric in place over her breasts, Alira's new clothing was

finished.

Sen entered the room in his own new apparel and handed Alira a pair of golden colored high heels, then helped

her step off the dressing platform. The prince's clothes were mostly black with gold lace trimming and the

Kenedine family symbol on the back, a simple halberd with a crescent moon behind; trousers, a button-up shirt

and a long cloak the reached to the floor.

"Right," Sen started, "time for the tour."

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The castle was large and took almost two hours to fully explore. Sen led Alira from room to room giving her a

brief history on the castle and finally stopped in the throne room.

"If you wait here, I have a couple of things to collect, my father will be along shortly." Prince Sen left and Alira

glanced around the hall. Several tapestries could be seen hanging from the walls with intricate designs on

them, depicting great battles that had been fought centuries ago. Nothing in the depictions that Alira looked at

could be recognized by her eyes. Human men wielded long metal weapons of some kind, many had small

explosions at one end; they wore green, brown and even black. The weapons varied in design but all seemed to

be of the same type.

"They are wars that man fought long before the gods gave us these bodies and the power to stop them from

destroying both themselves and this planet." A gruff voice came from behind the dark skinned girl.

Alira swung round startled, to find a larger built panther standing a few meters behind her.

"King Dorian." The human girl bowed before the head of the kingdom as he walked towards her.

"So you're the one he chose. Hmm, I will admit, you are attractive." The panther looked the girl over with

disapproving eyes. "I keep these tapestries as a constant reminded to what your race were once like. Given the

chance, I don't doubt you will return to these ways once again."

"Those times were centuries ago, humans have accepted anthropomorphic rule, we live peacefully, what

reason would we have to return to such ways?"

"Greed, a desire to have what one does not have. Difference of opinion, it was a leading factor in most of the

great human wars, though they called it religion back then." Dorian stroked the smooth fabric of one of the

hangings then turned to Alira with cold eyes.

"What do you have against me? What possible threat could I pose to you that you would look at me so?" Alira

stood adamantly and stared down the panther. Dorian's stare softened at her boldness and then turned away.

"Perhaps he didn't make a rash decision, some humans have been known to be quite strong willed, we shall

see." Dorian stopped for a moment, "Maybe one day I might just approve of you."

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The ceremony started in the late morning. Sen and Alira stood before the dual stone thrones in the mighty hall,

hundreds of people now filled the room, anthros and humans alike. An old wolf had arrived to ‘bind' Prince

Senthius and Alira. A golden chain was placed around the panther's neck and one around Alira's waist, on each

chain hung a piece of a golden heart that had been broken in half, this both represented and connected the

two beings so that servant could share her master's long life and youth. A black leather belt adorned Sen's hips

now, on his right side, a black sheath was attached, a masterfully crafted steel katana with an intricately

designed handle inside.

"I, King Dorian Kenedine, present to you, the people of the Kenedine Kingdom, Prince Senthius Kenedine,

now officially the heir to the Kenedine throne." The king announced at the end of the ceremony. He stepped

forward and turned to his son, "Now you are guaranteed the throne once I am done with it." Dorian turned away

to face his people.

"If that is the case," Sen started slowly drawing the sword, "then as official heir to the Kenedine throne," his

voice raised higher, Dorian's tail bristling as he turned to face his son, "**My first order of business if to rid the

throne and this kingdom of your sinful reign!**" Before anyone knew what was happening, Senthius swung his

new blade with all his might and a silence fell over the many people as his father's head fell to the floor of the

great hall with a dull thump.