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The heat of battle was almost never as glorious as the war stories carried back home from heroes who were either lucky or skillful enough to survive it.

The spoils of victory, on the other hand, could be either of the most exquisite delicacy, or the lowest filth, scraped from the muck of a foul swamp.

It really all depended on which side of the outcome you were on, and in the case of Auspex, as his ebon reaver sat in the dirt, the tip of the blade forced into the ground by a set of powerful paws, he had to mentally prepare himself to spend time unknown in such a swamp as foretold.

" Quickly! Strike while he's down!"

The drow, sometimes called a dark elf in other lands, found himself bent at one knee as the other leg forced painfully hard against the ground, trying in hopeless desperation to free his blade both from the clutches of the earth, and from the firm, tense grip of the white tiger that was combating him.

It was enough to keep him distracted from the blow that the tiger male called out for, one that was delivered with deft precision and accelerated speed. Though she used only her paw, one that looked soft enough from the plush, cloudy coat of fur upon it, the snow leopardess struck with all of the force and ability of a trained warrior, and the blow found a soft spot at the crest of Auspex's chin, one that sent his brain rattling back and forth against the internal armor that was his skull.

In an instant, Auspex was given a concussion, and his legs, once steadfast and pressed hard into the ground, quickly turned to wobbling tubes of jelly. No longer a threat to either the tiger or the snow leopardess, they stood back and watched as their opponent quickly dropped to the ground, his knees slamming harshly into trodden dirt. His head was only saved from a second blow by the sudden fling of a tail, as the snow leopardess, in an act of unfathomable mercy, flicked the soft end of her lengthy appendage outward to catch the fallen warrior, cradling his head gently down to the ground.

There was no longer a look of hostility in the eyes of the two large, standing felines, a pair that had been in battle together for as long as, if not longer, than they'd been in love.

There was simply a look of concern for their former opponent, as his eyes finally did close, and unconsciousness put an end to the terrible dizziness that came with his injury.

"His armor is black adamantite...it's extremely durable. If he'd been wearing any sort of a proper helmet or cover over his chin, it's not likely we ever could have fallen him," the snow leopardess pointed out. Her own armor was rather spotty, all things told, as thick, yet pliable leather hides covered up her breasts, and a skirt of the same flowed down to the tops of her knees, with a mesh of chain mail to cover up the gaps that were left over her bare tummy, and each of her legs. "It's fortunate for us that we were able to bring him down before he caused himself anymore trouble."

Bold stripes of black against a fur coat of white were the stark and striking characteristics of any male tiger in the world of Vanadia, but this particular male was renowned for the thick, proud muscles in his arms and chest that he'd worked so long to build, and the fact that he refused to wear any armor over them. Whether this was a move of vanity to show off his physique, or a strategic move that allowed for greater mobility was always up for debate, but there was no chance to strike him below the waist, as thick, steel plate armor covered him up all the way to the peak of his navel, giving him at least one guarded area.

"That's his loss for attempting to fight the both of us at once. We were sure to find a weak point sooner or later," the tiger suggested. "I don't suppose he'll be waking up any time soon...you really let him have it, didn't you?"

The snow leopardess sighed. "He didn't leave me any other choice. If we'd continued fighting as a group, it was only too likely that one of us would be seriously wounded before too long, the way he was swinging that sword around. I felt it best to make sure that he'd be out cold for at least an hour or two."

"Hopefully he can remember his name when he wakes up," the male replied, letting out a quiet sigh. He didn't relish in the thought of dragging a drow all the way back to his home in the middle of the day, with the sun beating overhead and making any task feel like a chore. "I've got quite a few questions for this dark elf when he finally does come to."

**

The world was still spinning, just enough to make Auspex feel an overwhelming sense of nausea when he finally woke back up, and for what it was worth, he was grateful to be tied to a chair when his mind made the room turn end over end.

"Looks to me like he's waking up," came a voice that was delicate, and quite feminine. It was actually very pleasant on the ears, and the only thing that Auspex could look forward to in his groggy state was for her to keep speaking. "Though his eyes clearly aren't focused yet."

In the perpetually spinning room, Auspex found the voice to be right: he couldn't focus on any singular object, and trying to focus even on a wall or on the floor dizzied him up even worse. He wished he could just close his eyes and fall back asleep, but he felt the soft stroke of a fur-covered pawtip touching under his chin, right in the same spot that he'd been struck before.

The immediate and radiating sensation of pain from the wound, made fresh by that delicate poke, slowed down the spinning sensation just a bit, but at a heavy cost.

" What in the holy fucking blazes?! Graaaaah!!!"

The groans of pain were more than enough to make the paw pull away from his flesh. Auspex would normally do his best not to be a rude house guest, but in this case, the only things he could feel were pain and nausea. He couldn't see. His ears were still ringing slightly from being hit so hard. He was literally tied to a chair, even if he could move.

Everything about the situation was downright awful.

"That is no way to react if you really want me to help you feel better," said the feminine voice again, though this time, there was a stern strength behind it, one that was bringing short term memories back to the surface...a strength that reminded Auspex of seeing a beautiful snow leopardess charging at him with a battle stance that was too hardened; it betrayed the gorgeous looks that she carried with her.

After that, everything went dark, and though his brain had nearly been scrambled, the fluffy tail that caught his falling head spared his memories, and perhaps even kept him alive.

"A-are...are you the ones...who put me in this pain...in the first place?"

Even the words were groggy as they escaped Auspex, and his lips trembled just slightly as a knowing shiver ran through his body. His opponents never had the decency to just kill him and give him a proper burial, but instead, they'd captured him and brought them back to what he could only assume was a dungeon or a torture chamber.

He was going to feel terribly embarrassed when he realized that he was trapped in nothing more a calm, quiet home, deep in the woods. The only bricks and stones were used to make a chimney for the fireplace, and the only torture devices were ones meant to help spice up a marriage that was already too hot for many to handle.

"Yes, I'm afraid that we did, but you didn't really give us any other option," admitted the voice, one that Auspex was now sure was a female. Thanks to the terrible pain that was now every bit as wide awake as he was, the room was starting to settle, and his eyes felt a bit more comfortable staying open past a squint. With them, he could see the form of a snow leopardess that was still wearing the same leather battle armor from before. "I've got to admit, though, you really are quite the scrapper for being such a little guy."

Tall was never a word that one would use to describe Auspex, and it didn't help that even though the snow leopardess was the shorter of the pair, she still stood over him by at least four inches. "Forgive me for not taking that entirely as a compliment. I...I lost, remember!"

"Of course I do! I was there," she replied, actually giggling just a little bit at the sentiment. It was clear that the pair of fur covered beings no longer saw Auspex as a threat, and it wasn't until he realized that his armor had been stripped away, and his weapons stolen that he figured out how they could treat him with such a cavalier attitude. "But there are worst things in life than being defeated, you know. You just had the misfortune of wandering into our territory, and lacked the wherewithal to act peacefully toward us..."

Auspex didn't think himself the bad guy in all of this, but then again, he was still having trouble piecing together what had just happened to him. Now that his eyes were realigned, he could see the bare midriff of the snow leopardess, exposed by the gap in her armor, but the chain mail mesh did nothing to cover up the dark, chocolate brown rosettes and their thick, black outlines. Her eyes were pure feline, made of a bright blue that was every bit as cold as her namesake, and yet, there was an affectionate warmth in her soul behind them. Despite the thick coat of fur upon her body, there were still long tresses of headfur that spilled down from between her rounded ears, locks of blonde that reached to the small of her back and bounced gently with each step she took around the room.

At least I was captured by something lovely, Auspex thought, though he'd forgotten almost entirely about the person who actually put the rope to use in tying him to the chair. Still standing behind him, between Auspex and the door, was the male white tiger who managed to rend the sword from the drow in the first place.

"You really are very fortunate, stranger. If you were any smaller, we might have cooked you up and eaten you."

That voice, much deeper and thicker than the other, was enough to make tiny hairs stand up on the neck of anyone, and Auspex found himself no exception. "I...don't suppose the watering boiling over in the kitchen is for me, is it? I promise I don't taste nearly as good as I look."

"A shame, really. You look good enough to eat, quite literally," the snow leopardess confirmed, "But we'll take your word for it, on this one. We've got a different offer for you, instead...a way to pay back your transgressions, so to speak."

"You'd allow me to pay for my trespass and go free?!"

Where there was once a warm smile on the muzzle of the female, a devious, sinister grin started to form, as fangs poked out into sight. "Well...not exactly that, no."

Auspex could feel a chill running down the length of his spine and into his feet, even as a pair of large, warm paws, coated with thick, soft fur came to rest on his shoulders from behind. "You see, my friend, my wife and I have been in need of a little extra help around the household, and there is no limit to just where an extra pair of hands can be useful. I'm afraid we can't allow you to leave, but...we could at least allow you to live."

There was no way of knowing just how serious the pair was. This could be a legitimate threat at his life, or, it could just be a couple of felines playing games with what they thought was nothing more than a common rat. Auspex couldn't be sure, and as a drow, he had an excellent sense of self-preservation: if there was a way to survive a situation where the deck was stacked against him, he would find it, and he would run with it.

"And you promise my life will be spared, so long as I conform to your demands?"

"Yes," the female replied, "But...you must conform to any and every demand, no matter how difficult the task, and no matter how depraved it may seem..."

"De...depraved?"

"The secret to a happy marriage is exploration, both with yourself, and with others," the tiger explained. "My wife and I are very happy together, but that doesn't mean we aren't willing to let others join in on the elation that we feel every day...or that we'd mind having an extra body around to play with when the mood strikes."

Auspex suddenly felt that being stuck between a rock and a hard place would be preferable to being stuck between the wiles of two scheming felines, but he was no virgin, and felt himself to extremely versed in the ways of physical love. If the key to survival is nothing more than acting as a sex toy for a pair of heated cats, then how hard can it really be? he thought, even managing a tiny smirk, despite the soreness that ran all the way up from his chin into the corners of his jaws.

"Be honest with me...I don't really have a choice in the matter, do I?" Auspex rationalized, given the way that the snow leopardess was looking at him as though he were nothing more than a male to be spent and cast aside so that she could move along to the next one.

The male confirmed his fears. "Not a one, I'm afraid...but keep acting unwilling."

"...What?"

"It'll be a huge turn on for me and the misses..."

Some would refer to the situation as pure misfortune. Others would refer to it as the luckiest moment of their lives.

For Auspex, who was still reeling in the aftermath of his defeat, it was little more than confusion.

"You're forcing me to become your slave?"

"Forcing is an awfully strong word," the snow leopardess mused, her voice carrying an air of sarcasm with it. "We'd prefer to think of it that we're giving you a new lease on life, and the opportunity of a lifetime."

Though the felines had been playing games with Auspex up until then, there was no more joking around to be had. They were dead serious about their offer, and so far, they'd given no indication that there was any other way for Auspex to survive the ordeal.

Be taken, or be killed...not exactly the toughest decision I've ever had to make.

"If that's the way it has to be," Auspex started to speak, his voice actually tinted with arrogance, "Then I suppose I concede. You two will just have to do your worst."

He couldn't see it, but standing behind Auspex, the tall, powerful tiger was grinning every bit as deviously as his wife. "I'm sure you'll come to be grateful that we spared your life, stranger...but I'm_just_ as sure that you'll come to regret being so cocky."

"Don't take my husband, or his words, too lightly," the wife chimed in, as she leaned a little closer to the tied down drow and grinned cheekily at him. "That's the only piece of advice that you're getting for free, I'm afraid. The rest, you'll just have to pick up on as you go, and punishments will be very swift when you act up or step out of line!"

So far, everything still felt like nothing more than a silly, sexual game to Auspex, who could actually feel his concerns melting away at the overly cheerful nature of his feline captors. The way their eyes narrowed was so predatory, and yet, their ambivalent nature made it clear that they weren't intent on killing him any longer.

They were now much more intent on the sadistic pleasures that they could bring into his life...the kind of elation that they would get from watching him squirm, wiggle, and even suffer, so long as it was for their bemusement.

"And have I done anything to deserve a punishment yet?" Auspex asked, his question clearly sarcastic.

"You already received your first punishment in the battlefield, but...this isn't battlefield. It's our house, a rather humble home...and in this house, pets have to follow the rules."

" Wait. Pets?"

"You're not going to be any ordinary slave, my dear drow," the snow leopardess confirmed, as she rested her paws on the loose, comfortable slacks that Auspex typically wore under his armor. The felines had been kind enough to leave those garments untouched...until the wife started to dig her claws into the fabric. "You're our pet now, and rules are rules...pets are not allowed to wear clothes, for starters, and they must be caged up at all times!"

Being cramped into a cage in the corner didn't sit well with Auspex, and suddenly, the allure of death was growing for the dark elf. However, as his eyes looked past the snow leopardess and scanned the room he was in, he was quick to notice something.

There were walls and floors of wood, a dining table and some old chairs in the living area by the fireplace, and a walkway into a kitchen that didn't look nearly large enough to house any sort of a cage.

It had to be a bluff.

"And just where might this cage be?" Auspex inquired, raising a brow at the female captor, until she actually presented him with one piece of evidence: a small, silver key.

" I'm holding the cage," the tiger admitted, "But it isn't one that your whole body would fit into."

RIIIIIIIIIP!

"Just a certain part of your anatomy."

Auspex couldn't begin to guess at what kind of a cage would be made just for the anatomy of a male, but after the devious snow leopardess dragged her claws down through the thin, helpless fabric, Auspex was looking at his own genitals, seeing how easily they were exposed when his pair of captors wanted them to be. The tiger and his wife certainly could have taunted Auspex further if they wanted to, and they did take their time in admiring his unique, humanoid member, but the snow leopardess showed she was just as eager to put her new pet in his place, as she happily took a small, metal cage from her husband and displayed it to the drow.

"This is what they call a 'chastity cage,'" she explained, "And a pet like you needs to be locked up in one at all times...after all, you're not even of feline blood. A creature like you simply can't be allowed to breed or properly mate with others..."

There was a small series of quiet, metal clicks as the female undid the chastity cage and opened it up. It was shaped like a tube, shining with the same silvery glow of the key that opened it, and though it wasn't overly small, Auspex was worried about whether or not his cock would actually fit inside of it.

With a touch was every bit as gentle as the snow leopardess looked, she carefully guided Auspex's manhood into the base of the cage, and closed the top half around his flesh, keeping it from moving or growing any further. She turned the key in the small lock at the base and admired her handiwork, knowing that the tight ring near the base of his shaft was just a little extra insurance to keep the device from moving at all.

"I think we have ourselves a very proper little pet, my dear," she said, as she stood up and looked her husband right in the eye, her orbs of cool, icy blue sparkling with a mischief that was equaled in his own. "Shall we put his obedience to the test...?"

The tiger crossed his arms over his chest and grinned. His fangs were gleaming in the low warmth of the gas lanterns that provided light to the cabin, and within moments, Auspex was wondering all over again if he'd made the right decision. "I think that's a perfect idea, my love...we really should test this drow's capabilities if we're going to keep him around as a full time sex slave."

The snow leopardess rested her paws on Auspex's thighs and used them as a platform to push herself back up to standing. She knew how important posturing could be when it came to establishing a proper relationship with a submissive party, and she wanted to get things started on the right foot to ensure total obedience. "My proper name is Miara, and my husband is known as Rossal, but you are to refer to us as Master and Mistress, and only as Master and Mistress. Using either of our real names will lead to nothing but pain and punishment for you...do you understand that, dark elf?"

Auspex gave a silent, though somewhat distant nod, as if he still wasn't taking the threats too seriously. Saying that Miara and Rossal were hard to read was a generous statement, and neither one of them gave off a proper clue about how much danger Auspex was actually in. They were constantly toeing the line between playful and deadly, and it was entirely by design.

"That's not how we respond," Miara replied to the nod. Her paw moved forward swiftly, taking Auspex by the chin and narrowing her eyes at him. "You say, 'Yes, Mistress,' unless you want to find out what my husband's cock tastes like..."

Though he wasn't always quick to admit it, Auspex allowed his thoughts to wander in the past, occasionally thinking about how strange and wonderful it might be to try bedding another male, though, for the time being, he still preferred to dabble in females.

Thinking about tasting the anatomy of a male was sometimes a tantalizing thought, for him.

Here, in bondage and unable to do more than shake his head or nod, made the thought far less tantalizing.

"Y-yes, Mistress," Auspex finally did respond. The only thing to keep his lower lip from trembling was the surprisingly strong and dexterous paw that held his chin tightly in place, allowing him only the range of mandible motion to speak, and nothing more.

"Good boy...though, you took just a little bit too long to reply. Don't think that you're out of the water just yet."

It seemed clear that Miara was the more aggressive of the married couple, but that didn't mean that Auspex could count the husband out as a sexual threat. The tiger had been standing behind Auspex quietly the whole time, and something about his silence was even more menacing than the tough front that Miara was putting up for him.

"He reeks of fear," Rossal finally spoke, and Auspex did his best not to shake against the chair, but he simply knew that his legs were starting to tremble. "I suppose we're going to have to toughen this one up after all, Miara. Did you have any ideas on how we might do that?"

"I don't know that I could count all of the ideas I already have for him," Miara admitted, "But I do have a few ways that we could break him in, to start with...we can't just go putting him through the ringer right off the bat, now, can we?"

Rossal grinned and reached down with a paw, letting a clawtip flick against one of Auspex's sharp, long ears. "You're being far more merciful than I am, Miara. I can't think of a reason why we should go easy on him."

The paw that held onto Auspex softened in its grip, now only holding onto the drow with a fleeting touch. "I'm not saying we have to go easy on him, lover mine, but perhaps we should work him into his new position properly. He's feisty, but I think if we break him in, he can learn to be the proper little pleasure slave we've always wanted to have."

"So you're saying we should spit-roast him, then?"

Auspex gulped. His eyes shrunk down to tiny, glowing dots, and his whole body trembled at the words uttered. He threatened to shake right out of his chair, if not for the binding tight grip of the ropes around his body, and an obnoxious squeak filled the cabin as the wooden feet of the chair started to scrape around on the floors of the same material. "W-wait, you guys...you guys can't do that to me! Please let me go!"

Miara raised a brow in surprise as Auspex and his head shook right out of her paw. "Can't...do what, exactly? You're in no position to be making demands, little drow, and I'm afraid that outburst just cost you a little bit of lubrication. I'll have my husband use only half of the usual slickroot."

Given their devious nature, it never would have occurred to Auspex that the couple was using a double entendre, especially one that had such crucially different meanings. He was still completely unaware, and terrified as the pair of felines looked him over like he was just a meal, waiting to be savored down to the very last bite...he could already imagine their fangs grazing along his bones to pick the very last of his flesh from his carcass.

In his panic, the room started to spin once again, and Auspex worried his consciousness might fade, until he felt Miara gripping at his caged member, diverting the blood flow back to his crotch. "As for this, I'm afraid it'll have to stay caged, but I'll give you something plenty enjoyable to do while my husband has his way with your tiny, elven ass."

Wait a minute...slickroot? Lubrication? They...they don't mean...

The last horse crossed the proverbial finish line, and Auspex couldn't help feeling silly, so much that it overwhelmed the subdued pleasure coming from between his legs, as Miara stroked playfully over the silver bindings on his cock.

"Looks like the weight of the world was just lifted off of his shoulders, Rossal," Miara commented. After all, in his position, Auspex could do nothing to hide his physical reaction and panic, and the lack thereof when it faded. "Perhaps this little drow is into the idea of having his ass filled up, nice and deep..."

"It would be for the best if he did, though I have no problem making our new slave suffer for his transgressions against us, on our own soil, no less...even half of the usual recipe might be too gentle a punishment for this little trespasser."

Miara giggled as she hooked the tips of her thumbs into the leather skirt that acted as her battle armor. "If you use any less, you won't even fit, my love. Can't be breaking the boy on his first day on the job...he's got many a long year ahead of him, if I have anything to say about it."

Perhaps the only welcome thing Auspex had seen in the last few weeks, and certainly the only one today, was the sight of bright, muddied brown leather sliding down over the backside of Miara. The battle leather moved down over her thighs as she pressed them together, and though she still had her chain mail on underneath, it did very little to obscure the sight of a thin, tight slit, one that was faintly moist with the excitement of pleasures still to come.

It was the first time Auspex had seen a bare, feline female, and the sight was breathtaking. Warmth rushed to his cheeks, and blood rushed to his caged manhood as he looked through the gaps in the chain mail, seeing the brilliantly bright pink folds of flesh that stood out against her white underbelly. It was as if nature designed her sex to be the very focal point of all of her beauty, and Auspex didn't dare to look away from the treasure before him.

It created the perfect distraction for Rossal to untie Auspex from the chair. The drow hardly even noticed the release of pressure around his body, as distracted as he was, and when the chain mail sunk down to the floor in a puddle of crafted metal, Miara continued to taunt her new sex toy, letting a paw wander down over the soft, plush fur of her tummy and right down to her nethers, where pawtips spread her womanhood wide open to him, letting him see the true opening to her vaginal passage. He couldn't believe just how tight it looked, as if there were no way that the tiger behind him could possibly fit into such a deliciously small gap.

Hey, idiot. This is your dick speaking. The tiger just untied you, and now would be a great time to run for the door and get the hell out of here.

Survival instinct kicked back on for the dark elf, but nowhere near in time. Auspex felt the chair come out from under his backside, and as he hit the floor gracelessly, his arms were tugged behind his back. The same rope that once bound his whole body now wrapped his arms in a tight cocoon, going all the way up to his elbows and completely restricting any sort of movement. It took nothing more than a gentle shove from Rossal to flop Auspex over, leaving his face to meet with the hardwood floor, and his knees and chest to bear the burden of his small frame.

"You didn't really think I'd let you go that easily, did you?" Rossal asked, as he loomed over Auspex and tied the heavy ropes into a firm knot at the end of the drow's elbows. "You're going to learn that this is your place, until you stay of your own free will...whether that takes a week, a month, a year, or a lifetime is entirely up to you...and so is just how painful this first day is going to be."

Miara was still stripping the leather and chain mail from her torso when Auspex was tossed to the ground. The only silver lining to his rough treatment was the view that he had from the floor, one that allowed him to gaze, uninhibited, up into Miara's most delicate flesh. "We'll start easy, today, but every time you resist, you'll be punished...we've always wanted a pet that we could truly care for, but if you act unruly all the time, you'll very quickly lose our affection," she explained, as she started to kneel down in front of the fallen drow. "To decide your fate in the future...I'll need to know just how skilled you are, little drow, at pleasuring a woman...and taking a man."

The spit roast that was mentioned before, the one that had scared Auspex near to fainting, was finally coming to fruition. "Don't get used to these nice fabrics, either," Rossal was more than happy to chime in. His claws, razor sharp and deadly thick, made quick work of the thin leathers that Auspex wore under his discarded armor, tearing through them easily and leaving the tatters upon the floor; no doubt, Auspex would have to clean them up later. It bore no surprise to Rossal that Auspex was completely nude underneath, and though he couldn't relieve the drow of his shirt while his arms were tied, he wasn't worried about that at the moment. He was only worried about the small, yet toned and firm backside that he was looking over. "This sweet, savory little morsel of an ass is to be exposed at all time, and I mean all times. If you truly need more warmth, you may spend your days by the fire, but those days will be as naked as the day of your birth..."

Rossal was already gathering up the ingredients to make a natural, plant based lubrication. It was mostly slickroot, water and a small numbing agent from opiate plants that caused a numbness to reduce pain and allow the anus to relax, and it was the same one that Rossal made for Miara every time that they decided to try something a little bit different. It would be perfect for the drow, though the slightly smaller amount would spell a little discomfort for him...for what he'd done wrong, it was an extremely modest punishment, and one that he didn't have a choice in bearing...he only had the distraction of heated, moistened labia coming closer and closer to his lips as Miara crawled over to his face.

"You're to eat me as faithfully as you can, little drow...and if I give a specific order, you will follow it, or you will suffer dire consequences..." Miara warned. Her nature was stern when it came to sex, it seemed, and it betrayed the sweet, floral scent that drifted from her womanhood, right to the sensitive nostrils of Auspex, who was reminded of the comforting scent of the earliest blooming flowers in the spring.

It was so delightful a scent, he could feel his member growing in the constricting cage and pressing harshly against the silver, begging to be released. "Yes, Mistress," he whispered, as a mix of self-preservation and arousal took control of his voice. No sooner than he opened his mouth to speak, however, than did Miara press the wet warmth of her pubic mound against his lips, and force him to taste her.

If this were the worst part of his punishment, Auspex would have been sure he'd died and moved on to heavenly bliss after his battle.

"And you're going to take me the best that you can," Rossal cut in, ending the divine fantasy before it could truly take hold. "I won't break you just yet, but it is very important that you know your place, dark elf...and that place is on the floor, beneath my cock, and my wife's labia..."

Auspex could feel his rump being spread open, each cheek gripped tightly by Rossal as he returned to the scene with a small bowl of the homemade, lubricating remedy. Auspex had no way of knowing that the tiger had stripped himself in the other room, but he was given a very quick clue, as he felt a surprisingly dry tip of flesh pressing between the cheeks of his ass.

What happened to lubrication?! he mentally cried, but he could only imagine what might go wrong for him if he spoke up. He could do nothing more than make a twisted face at the feeling of unusual, thin, sharp barbs poking at the warm flesh of his tight pucker. He'd never taken a male this way before, and certainly not a feline, giving him no way to prepare for the presence of their trademark, barbed cocks.

"Do yourself a favor and relax...so you might enjoy this as much as we will."

"Y-yes, Master..." Auspex whimpered, his voice almost entirely muffled by the warm clutches of Miara's womanhood. Auspex couldn't free his tongue from the forward, pressing female, and any time that his tongue so much as slowed, she bucked her hips into his face, forcing it deeper into the depths of her vaginal passage. As tight as she was, and as skilled as her muscles were, she could actually capture his tongue when it was deep enough, holding the wiggling tip inside of her body and forcing it to taste her every inner surface, until she would release it.

That alone was enough to make squeals of pleasure ring out from Miara like bells from a clock tower; anyone nearby would certainly hear her heavenly moans, and she couldn't have cared less about it.

"H-he's talented!" she confirmed, reaching down with a paw to take a tuft of his hair in her grasp. The soft, cloud-like fluff upon her tail brushed over the back of the drow, a thankful gesture to him as she tugged at his head, trying to force him further into her loins. "That tongue is so slick, and it reaches nice and deep... he'll get me off in no time...nnngh..."

Rossal grinned as he watched another male pleasuring his wife. Theirs was an open relationship of sorts, but the thing that mattered most to Rossal was the happiness of his wife, on all fronts of life; the second most important thing was her pleasure, and if that meant allowing another male to taste her wonderful treasure, he was happy to do it...especially if he was allowed to plunge the depths of a tight, virgin anus in exchange.

As the slickroot mixture was poured over his cock, Rossal started to gently push the tip of his barbed member inside of the drow, until the resilient pucker started to give way to the slicked cock. Auspex wanted to bite down on his own lip, but he was quickly becoming conscious of the punishments that would follow if he stopped, and Miara was barely giving him any room to breathe.

"T-that's it..." Rossal groaned, his voice low and thick with delight as the thin, barbed tip of his cock finally broke through and started to sneak further and further inside of Auspex, finally completing the spitroast of the dark elf. Inch after inch of feline meat started to fill his asshole, and he could feel more barbs along the way, as Rossal guided his hips into the small, captured drow, not wanting or willing to stop the advance of his body until he was literally sack to sack with the forced submissive.

Auspex couldn't hope to get used to the sensation, as Rossal kept pushing the limits of what the drow could take, until the former finally felt Rossal's hips press gently into his own ass with a quiet, minute slap. With hardly a chance to get used to the unusual, though slightly enjoyable sensation, Auspex was left to gasp into Miara's womanhood, much to her benefit.

"Show him no mercy, love!" Miara cried out, as the warm, thick rush of hot breath upon her folds brought out a new level of desire within her. "We c-can't have him thinking we're soft... not when his poor, caged cock is a-already getting so fucking hard..."

A delicate paw, covered in soft, smooth fur came to rest between Auspex's legs, and through the tiny gaps in the silver, he could feel the fur brushing and teasing at his covered member, something his body couldn't have prepared for. The grouping of different sensations coming down upon his body all at once nearly sent him into a climax that he couldn't control and wasn't prepared for, but the cage wouldn't allow it, and Miara and Rossal weren't nearly done with him.

There was a clarity beyond his survival instincts, as Auspex could feel the gravity and finality of his situation crashing down on him, in the form of a massive tiger cock plowing his haunches, while a snow leopardess literally used him as a living sex toy.

Through it all, there was only one further thought, wrought with uncertainty.

I can survive this... Auspex thought, as his body started to tremble from being so uncomfortably full.

But...can I ever get used to this...?