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Karsa smiled and pat the head of a small squirrel child as she walked through the village square. The child shrank back, no doubt from the showing of the tigress's teeth and the two large male tigers flanking her, one with a black black hanging from his belt next to his saber. Karsa chuckled lightly. It was likely the child had never seen anything like the General and her guard its entire life.

At the far edge of the square sat a tent, no doubt erected just for Karsa's visit. Probably the nicest tent that the village had, it still seemed basic even compared to what Karsa's soldiers had used during their campaigns. A soft breeze caused the flaps of the entrance to waiver back and forth, carrying with it the scent of farming from just outside the village.

Standing next to the tent entrance was a young male squirrel, anxiously wringing his hands and watching them approach. He bowed awkwardly as they neared. Karsa had found out that this younger man had been chosen as mayor after the last had suddenly died. She had to admit, if he had been chosen over undoubtedly older options in the village, he must have remarkably intelligent and mature for his age.

"Mistress Karsa. I humbly welcome you to our small town. I hope your journey was comfortable."

"Yes, yes," she responded with a wave of her hand. "Enough with the worthless pleasantries. I trust that you made the necessary arrangements?"

"Of course Mistress. We held a lottery for the towns young women, as you described. The chosen girl was upset-" His eyes widened as Karsa's tail twitched in irritation. "B-but I explained the situation personally! She will be fully cooperative!"

Karsa sniffed dismissively and snapped her fingers. Her guards took up position outside the tent as she pushed her way inside. Seated off to one side in a very ordinary wooden chair was a young female squirrel, looking down at her hands in her lap. She wore a cream dress over her brown fur, the make nicer than most Karsa had seen on her travels to these small towns. He long fluffy tail seemed to twitch softly behind her.

Karsa took a second chair from next to a nearby cot and placed it across from the girl, sitting with a small flourish of her cape and crossing her legs and arms. They sat in silence for a moment, the tigress studying the girl who didn't move an inch.

"Do you know who I am?" Karsa asked suddenly. The sound of her voice caused the girl to jump slightly and then nod in response. "Speak when I ask you a question, rodent. Am I understood?"

"Y-yes..."

"'Yes, Mistress!'" Karsa growled, claws visibly extending and tail lashing.

"Yes, Mistress!" the girl replied. Her gaze had never left her hands, yet Karsa could see that they were now shimmering with the beginnings of tears.

"Now, now," the tigress said with a smile. "There's no need to be so distressed. You understand why I am here, understand that you now belong to me. Do as you are told and you will have nothing to worry about. You might even learn to enjoy it-"

The girls hands clenched into fists in her lap, her body shaking with effort. "No..." she said softly, her gaze still downcast.

"Excuse you?" Karsa raised an eyebrow and leaned forward in her seat. This was new.

"No!" the girl repeated loudly, finally meeting Karsa's gaze. She looked as though she would burst into tears at any second. "You can't do this to people... It's wrong!"

After a moment of processing that this little long-tailed rodent was actually defying her, Karsa smiled. It had taken a long time, but finally someone had tried to call her bluff. Her expression noticeably unnerved the squirrel.

"You truly don't know who I am after all. General Karsa of the Tigris Empire, Blade of the Empress, second only to the Empress herself. Commander of the strongest armies of the world, conqueror of all the clans and villages of this nation, including the one we are in now. Do you truly think that if I wished it, I could not simply wipe this shit-stain of a village from existence with no effort? Just a wave of my hand and everything you know and love, gone forever."

The girl shook her head, trembling. "You can't do this... You can't just play with people's lives! It's not right!"

"The lives of every being here mean nothing to me," Karsa replied calmly. "All of you exist simply for me to fuck or kill at my convenience, nothing more. The Empire flourished before you were a part of it, it will continue to do so without you. It is your choice, but this is your last opportunity."

The little squirrel was sobbing now, still shaking her head. Her mouth opened and closed a few times as she tried to find the words to say. "It's wrong-" she finally managed, barely speaking above a whisper. "You can't just do this... You are pure evil."

Karsa smirked and stood, looking down at the fool. "The Empire is not simply good, or evil. We are all."

The tigress strode back to the tent entrance, sticking her head out of the flap and motioning towards the little mayor who was still standing off to the side and wringing his hands. Karsa stepped back into the tent and waited until the male squirrel entered and took a few steps forward.

"It would seem that you have lied to me, rodent mayor," she said, slowly circling the fearful man. "The girl refuses to cooperate, despite the consequences for her people. Perhaps you did not explain the situation to her properly."

"Please Mistress, surely there is a mistake," he stammered, panicking. "Perhaps given a few moments, I can help her understand."

"Oh, no need to worry yourself." Karsa stopped behind the man. With a speed unique to a Tigris warrior, her hands gripped the mans head and jerked it with a twist. There was an audible pop. The mayor crumpled to the floor at her feet. The girl in the tent covered her own mouth in an attempt to stifle her scream.

Karsa picked up the body effortlessly by it's clothing and tossed it out of the tent like a sandbag. She stepped out just enough to address her guards and retrieve her black bag, speaking loud enough to be sure the girl in the tent could hear.

"Bring in the contingent from outside of the village. Destroy it all. Do whatever you want with the people." The guards saluted in response and moved off. Karsa turned back into the tent.

The girl was staring at the floor, mouth hanging open and her breathing quick. The rest of her was completely still. Karsa approached and stood over her, pushing back the squirrel's head to look into her eyes.

"Poor, selfish little fool. All you had to do was endure, and life would go on. Instead, you decided that everyone here had to suffer." Karsa pulled the girl to her feet. "What did you believe was going to happen? That you would now be free to go on your way? Or perhaps you would simply receive a swift death, not having to live knowing what you had done?"

Karsa pulled the dress up over the girls head, leaving her bare. The squirrel offered up no resistance. Karsa ripped the dress and used it to bind the girls arms behind her back regardless, before pushing her face-down onto the nearby cot. The tigress took a moment to disrobe herself, pulling her strap-on gift out of it bag and slipping on.

"You certainly won't get off that easy."

Stepping up behind the squirrel, Karsa roughly gripped her tail and lifted, positioning the girl on her knees. With her free hand, she ran her furred fingers along the girls exposed slit. The squirrel squirmed feebly, squeaking in protest. Karsa inserted a finger into the girl, then a second, a third, stretching the her pussy, making her cry out. For all of her moral outrage, the squirrel couldn't keep Karsa's deft fingers from making her wet in short order.

Removing her hand, Karsa placed her fake canine cock into place and thrust as deep and hard as she could. The squirrel jerked and yelped. Karsa was disappointed that the little squirrel wasn't large enough for her to feasibly fit the toy in all the way past the knot, but decided that fact would not keep her from trying. One hand tightly gripping the base of the girl's tail, the other digging claws deep into the flesh of her hip, Karsa began viciously thrusting.

The squirrel sobbed and pleaded between moans, body gyrating in failed attempts to escape the onslaught of pain and pleasure. Karsa did not slow her thrusting, even when the girl's cries became louder and her lithe body convulsed in orgasm. Growling and reveling in the catharsis of dominating her prey. Karsa continued fucking the girl into climax after climax.

Some time later, panting softly from the extended effort, Karsa stopped and pulled her toy out of the squirrel. The girl collapsed onto the cot, breathing heavily, moaning and whimpering loudly. Taking her black velvet bag in hand, Karsa leaned down close to the girl and whispered into her ear.

"Don't get too comfortable, rodent. This is only the beginning for you."

Karsa slipped the black bag over the girl's head.