The Final Straw Part 1
#4 of NSFW
Frech finally pushes Scar over the edge and the result shocks her.(Art by SmilingScorpio )
This is a the first of a multipart series involving my character Scar, and my Editor SmilingScorpio character Frech. This is a gift to her. Enjoy.
Also, this is a NSFW story which means no viewing if your under 18.... oh what do I care. You've probably skipped this. Bad fluff butt. lol
This story takes place three years before the leopard siblings moved in the house. Before them, Scar had another roommate that was even more wild in nature than both Sal and Ava combined.
Her name was Frech, which meant naughty in German. Boy did that fit her to a T. She was a gorgeous, green furred feline whose arms, legs and paws looked like they had been dipped in ink. She stood at 5'8 and had a slender figure. With B cup breasts, usually covered by a tuff of yellowish fur, and a tight little ass, she was certainly a sight for sore eyes. To the naked eye, she looked like a perfectly normal young fur, but that was far from the truth. She was a shape shifting demon who worked under Krampus, the nefariously wicked Christmas demon. This Christmas themed fur ball hated the holiday with a burning passion. Her job was to torture and kill the naughty children who made it onto Krampus's list. She had several powers including the ability to change the shape of her body and mess with the minds of mortals. She could also choose whether or not a certain person could see her
She certainly did live up to her name, as she constantly used her abilities against Scar. From making sex jokes, to constantly striding around the house naked while morphing her body. It drove the male feline absolutely insane with lust. It wasn't uncommon for the male to have lust filled dreams about fucking the female demon until she begged him to stop. Whenever the male managed to get into an actual relationship, Frech would mess with him. Stalking him on his dates and make it seem like he was insane and Scar them away. This went on for two years before Scar finally snapped.
It was a warm day in June. Frech had been relentless with antics. When he took a shower at 8:30 in the morning, she decided to burn him out of the shower by flushing the toilet. When he jumped out, there she stood bent over the sink with her ass pointed directly at him. She looked over her shoulder with a seductive grin. Two fingers snuck between the lips of her pussy and spread them open, giving him a perfect view of her. "Guess I'm too hot for you to handle." She chuckled. She stuck her fingers inside of her lips to collect a bit of her juices on her fingers. She then brought them to her mouth and sucked on them. "Mhmmmmm, tasty." She stood, gave her ass a firm smack, then skipped happily out of the doorway. He stood there with his member standing at attention.
"Fucking Frech, I hate it when she does this shit." He growled to himself. He turned and began to reenter the shower.
Around 11:45 am, he entered the kitchen to make a sandwich only to find Frech. She sat on counter top and looked at him as he entered with a seductive grin on her face. She sat on the cool granite counter top, her bare ass resting on it without a care in the world. She had expanded her normal B cup breasts into a phenomenal set of perky D cups. She reduced the fluff around them, which allowed her hardened nipples to show though. "Well hi there kitty cat, see something you like?" She grabbed a can of whipped cream and brought it to her maw, spraying a burst of it into her mouth. She licked her lips and smiled. "So creamy and good. But I think something is missing. Hmmm. What could it be?" Her grin widened into a devilish smile as she kept her eyes locked on his. She spread her legs far enough to reveal her entire pussy, her arousal dripping down into the crack of her ass. She brought the tip of the can to her nipples and sprayed a thick layer of white onto each one. A pleasured moan escaping her lips from as wave of please washed over her from the cold cream against her sensitive area. But much to Scar's dismay, her show wasn't over. She put the nozzle to the bottom of her clit and sprayed a healthy amount onto her slit, covering it completely. "Care for a taste little kitty?" She chuckled.
His jaw hit the floor, his mouth watering as he watched her. She knew this was a fantasy of his and she knew how to use it against him. "I... I think I'm good." He stuttered. He wanted nothing more than to dive forwards and lick every morsel of cream from her delectable body. But he had to force himself to control his urges and remain faithful.
"Oh come on kitty cat. I know what you're thinking. You want to stay faithful to the bitchy cougar woman. But forget her and have me instead, I know you'd love to fuck me senseless." She snickered. She slowly reached down between her legs and ran two fingers against her folds, collecting the cream and brought it to her mouth and licked her digits with her serpent like tongue. It sensually coiled around them and thoroughly cleaned them.
He shook his head and gave her a rage filled glare. "Shut the fuck up Frech, and get out of my fucking head." Scar hissed. He stomped over to the fridge and flung open the door. He grabbed a slice of cold pizza and turned around, slamming it shut with a mule kick before stomping out of the room. Frech sat there smiling. She was far from done with him.
It was around 6:30 in the evening when Scar called his already late girlfriend. She picked up after 2 rings. "Hey are you coming? You where supposed to be here an hour ago?" He asked.
The female voice on the other end tried to sound as though it belonged to a sorry fur. "Sorry love. I have to cancel the date tonight. Something came up at work." She stated.
His eyes rolled as he had heard this excuse several times within the past few months. "Oh for fuck sakes." He growled, not bothering to hide his anger.
"I know it sucks. But I had no choice." She sighed. He knew damn well that she wasn't sorry.
"Really? You didn't have a choice? Usually when someone doesn't have a choice and have to cancel they call instead of making me worried. Is that hard?" He growled again.
"I guess I just forgot. Sorry dickhead. Anyway, I have to go. We'll reschedule when you calm down." She stated before hanging up on him.
"Mother fucker. Every time we have a date planned she bails without telling me." He angrily growled and threw his phone onto his bed.
He was really getting tired of her. The relationship was nearing its 6thmonth and he was tempted to end it. This was far from the first time she had pulled this type of thing. But some unknown force kept him within her clutches.
"Well there's no point in staying dressed up." He quickly discarded his suit, shirt and pants on the floor in a pile, not caring if they got wrinkled or not. He had planned to take her to an upscale restaurant to celebrate her birthday. But it was clear that his efforts where all for nothing. He walked over to his desk and sat down in his large, black padded office chair. He tapped the power button on the tower of his computer and listened as it roared to life. After 30 seconds, he was able to log in and opened up his Firefox browser, beginning to surf the web for porn. "I can't believe I'm doing this again. It's a Saturday night, I basically just got stood up and the only thing I can think to do is sit here wallowing in sorrow watching porn" He sighed, "Where did I fuck up in life to end up like this?"
Freche silently opened the door to his room and snuck in on all fours. She stood up behind him and watched as he scrolled though the porn's archive of videos. "Find anything good?" She asked, trying to scare him. The male didn't even bother to look back at her as he continued scrolling. She looked over his shoulder to see if he was hard. She chuckled into his ear, giving it a slight nibble. "Wow not even a slight hard on. Then again, maybe you have nothing left in you to get hard. You sure as hell jerk off enough for it to go limp." Her tail curled around and rested on his crotch, the added weight and movement made his member grow a bit.
His eye twitched with annoyance as he felt her lean on his shoulder. He closed the browser window and stood quickly. The chair had enough force to knock her over. "Ouch. Oh come on fur ball, lighten up."
"Fuck off Frech. I basically just got stood up by my soon to be ex GF and just want to spend the night alone." He turned towards his bed. All he wanted to do was curl up and disappear for the night. However, by the time he turned around she was already laying on the bed. She was laying on her side facing him, a hand on her nipple as she playfully twisted and pinched it. "Oh you poor thing. Your girlfriend is leading you on and has cancelled another date. Hell she's probably off getting fucked by someone else right now. Someone who actually has the balls stand up to her and order her around." She chuckled in a mocking tone. She knew exactly how to push his buttons and get him going. "And now you're here alone, left to watch porn and play with yourself while you wallow in misery and disappointment. It's quite sad to be honest."
He scoffed and turned away, walking over to lean against his large oak dresser. "God damn it bitch! First off, I didn't ask for your fucking opinion on this. So keep it to yourself. Second, I'm already up set and would appreciate you fucking off and leaving me alone." He smashed his clawed fist into it. This was the last thing that he needed at the moment.
Her all to familiar chuckle echoed through the room. She slid off the bed and playfully skipped over to him. She wrapped her arms around his waist and began playing with his covered cock. "Sorry fucker. My sole mission is to make you as crazy as possible. It's thrilling to see you this upset." Hands began toying with him even more and more, pinching at his ass and chest. "I can't let this perfect opportunity pass without playing with you. Hell I might even be able to break you mentally."
He looked up into the mirror to see her reflection grinning at him. Her hands toying with his body and making him excited. In that moment, something within him broke free. Years of torture and sexually taunting had finally driven him over the edge. A crazed smile grew across Scar's face as he looked at her reflection. "You are fucking RELENTLESS!" He shouted. His eyes darkened and he briefly licked his lips. He grabbed her arms and pried them off of his body. He spun around and looked her in the eyes. "For the past 2 year, you're goal has been to destroy my sanity using lust. Now its time for me, to break you." His face looked practically demonic, his darkened eyes giving her a chill that ran down her spine.
Frech just glared at him, her look more annoyed than anything. "Is that supposed to scare me? Because I'll tell you something fluffy, it ain't doin shit." He tone was cold and aimed to break his confidence. She hadn't really seen this side of him before and was morbidly curious about what he would do.
"Shut up you Christmas themed SLUT!" He grabbed let go of her right arm and grabbed her by the ears, pulling her into a kiss. His lips pushed forcefully into hers. Soon after his tongue began pushing against her lips, trying to slither into her maw. She reluctantly gave in and opened her mouth, his tongue took full advantage of this and slithered in.
The demon feline's eyes went wide in a mixture of shock and lust. For two years she had taunted him, hoping that he would cave in and fuck her. That he would abandon that horrid bitch of a girlfriend and be hers. But this was something else, she had pushed him too far. It was apparent to her, as his tongue danced around in her maw in a truly animalist fashion, that she had pushed him over the edge of rational thought. The once contained and controlled male that she had lived with for the past two years was now pinning her to the bed and forcing her to kiss him. She was going mad with lust. She let out a moan as she became lost in the moment.
The kiss continued for a few more seconds until he broke the kiss and pulled away. Frech was left panting as she felt like the air had been drained from her lungs. Her eyes where still wide as she tried to process what had just happened. "Holy, shit." She wheezed, still trying to regain her breath.
Scar looked at her with the same creepy smile as before. "What's the matter Frech? Isn't this what you wanted? To break me? To make go absolutely insane with lust? ISN'T IT?" He paused for a brief moment and leaned over until he was eye level with her. His grip on her other arm diminished as he grabbed ahold of her throat, though not enough to choke her, yet. "Day in and day out, you've been driving me up a fucking wall. But finally after two long years, you've succeeded."
She gave a nervous laugh and attempted to mask her nervousness as she spoke. "Oh I'm so fucking scared. What are you going to do? Beat me up? Murder me? Huh? Don't forget that I'm basically indestructible." She hoped that would deter him.
He gave a menacing laugh as he looked at her. "Oh no, nothing like that. Besides it wouldn't do anything."
Now she was truly confused and more than a little worried. "Then what the hell are you going to do?"
"Oh I'm going to fuck your brain out of that pretty little head of yours. I'm going to fuck you like a savage animal until you beg me to stop. I plan to use every single hole on your sexy little body and make you unable to walk for the next fucking week."
A blush began to form under her fur as lewd and pleasing thoughts echoed through her head. She snapped back to reality and gave him a devilish grin of her own. "Really now? That's one hell of a tall order hotshot. But what makes you think that I'm going to lets you? Hmmmmmmmm? What if I escape or if I scream? That will alert the neighbors and you'll be charged wi"
He managed to turn her around and walked towards the wall. He then pushed her head into the wall. "Shut the fuck up and stick out your ass you noisy bitch." His claws threatened to piece the skin beneath her fur. He reached forward with his free arm and tail, gaining a hold her arms and forcing them behind her back.
She hated being the submissive one and was hell bent on making this difficult for him. A small part of her wanted to see just how far he his dominance would go. "Make me pussy cat!" She demanded with the most stern voice she could muster.
"With pleasure Christmas slut." Scar released her head and grabbed her by the tail. He pulled back her tail towards him and held her arms to keep her from torso from moving. Soon she was bent over with her face against the wall. He placed a hand on her back and let his claws poke against her back. They scrapped against her back, sending shivers running through her spine. His fingers finally reached the top of her ass. That's when he grabbed her ass and began groping her, spreading apart and playing with her cheeks. "My my, what a lovely ass. I can't wait to fuck it."
She rolled her eyes as she stared at the wall. "Oh shut uuuUUP!" She squealed as she felt a finger probing her asshole. She groaned as it began to feel good.
"Is someone starting to enjoy this?" He snickered. He brought his middle and index fingers to his maw and coated them in a thick layer of saliva with his tongue. After he was satisfied that they where thoroughly wet he returned them to her ass and pressed it teasingly against her puckered ass.
"Oh shut UP!" She yipped as his fingers penetrated her ass and pushed deep inside of her. He gave her no time to adjust as he began to push them in and out of her.
She winced and moaned as she felt a mixture of pain and pleasure as he did this. "Oh god. Soooo fucking good!" She was trying to suppress her pleasure but she was failing miserably. He began curling his fingers inside of her as he began to pull out of her. He slightly pulled and pushed back inside of her. She could feel herself expanding as he did this. Scar smiled as he began to smell more and more of her arousal.
He wrapped his long black tail around her crossed arms before releasing the grip with of his hand. Kneeling down behind her, he leaned in and took in a long sniff, pulling the glorious sent of her sopping wet pussy into his nostrils. "Shit Frech, you smell so fucking good. Now to find out how you taste." Without a moments hesitation, he leaned in and ran his tongue over her clit and over the rest of her pussy. "Oh man. I love the way you taste. Tart and tangy, a wonderful combo." He snickered. He returned and quickly buried his muzzle inside of her, stretching her open and allowing his tongue to explore her deepest parts. She began wiggling her ass in an attempt to slow the build up of her orgasm. He grabbed her ass and held it firmly in place as went in deeper and harder. Her muscles began tightening around his muzzle as she drew closer to cumming. Her breathing began to get heavier and heavier. She began loosing control and moaning loudly against the wall. By this time, the fingers buried within her ass where pounding her like pistons. The flesh around her asshole turning red from the pleasure.
Her legs began to shake and her groans turned into pleasured yells. Her legs began to violently shake as her orgasm grew closer and closer. With a few final pumps from his fingers, she began to cum. Jets of glistening arousal shot from her pussy and her muscles quickly tightened. She let out a guttural moan as she dropped to the floor. She didn't even try to get up.
Scar loomed over her with a menacing smile on his face. "Awwww is Frech tired? Well suck it up sweet heart, we're far from done."
To Be Continued.......