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CHAPTER FIVE

The rain filled skies of old Duripant, city of a thousand spires the capital city of the

kingdom of mankind, a hub of constantly evolving technology or so it was said.

It was the birth place of the musket and black powder cannon used by the human

armies to defend it borders as well as its allies though in recent month these well-

equipped warriors of the kingdom had slowly been withdrawn from the colonized

settlements in the Fur Empire.

The great water wheels that provided power to move the vast steel gates to the city

walls as well as to turn the large bronze cannons upon vast platforms along the wall

and pointing out across the harbour entrance where a sight to behold as cogs and gears

would grind as counter weights swung back and forth animating the great technology

of man.

But times change and the will and drives of royalty have become superseded by the

codex of the new religion that has spread throughout the land calling all human kind

to rally behind the building crusade against the fell corruption of the impure

abominations that dare to walk on two legs and talk like a man.

To the leaders of the new order it was heresy that the other races could think they

were equal or superior in any way.

The large ship yards worked diligently to turn out ships of the line armed with cannon

and powered by paddle wheels to propel the vessels at great speed in any weather.

Throughout the human kingdom diplomats as well as merchants from the Fur Empire

are hunted down and skinned alive their pelts fashioned into rugs while their furless

remains burned screaming at the stake at the orders of the Priests of this new religion

that had gained control over even the King himself who dwelled chained with in the

dungeons of his own castle as his own wife now a convert to this new faith sits upon

his throne.

The smell of burning flesh could not be smelt from city to city, town to village as the

people fell in line either from zeal or fear it mattered little for those who did not

convert and comply to the new social norm where slaughtered along with their

families so the contagion of corruption could not be spread onto others or so it was

deemed by the priests that preached across the human domain.

Those who lived across the waves where considered lost and in need of re-education

to be brought back into the fold or purged by fire and sword to save them from their

heathen ways.

** -OOO-**

The seas raged as the cold night roared with screams of the wind through the sails of a

struggling vessel caught in the mercyless grip of an ill wind, a lone female earning her

passage aboard a Slaver Vessel, a hooded figure busied itself with its duties ignoring

the please and cries from below the deck from those captured and shackled.

The sea’s churned as the darkness around her as only the dim light of the ships

lanterns gave even the bare minion illumination to work in.

A caress of air brushed against the females orange and black striped fur, it sickened

her to be party to such as this but she had a job to do and this was the only way to

bring her closer to her goal.

The large Feline’s biceps bulged impressively as she struggled to hold down a length

of rope leading from one the main sails, it was all most as thick as her own head and

took ever last ounce of her strength to pull enough slack for it to be tied off.

“Shadow Claw?”

A Voice calls up to her, looking down uninterestedly at the rat before her she growls a

reply to him.

“What do you want Draftwood?..I am busy!”

The old rat grins up at her enjoying the sensuous body of a feline goddess she held

even with her mighty physique, after another deep menacing growl he replies with a

startled squeak.

“Da Boss want’s ya missy!”

Shadow sighs shaking her head slightly wondering what the self-proclaimed captain

wanted, she had gone out of her way to keep a low profile so as not to have to answer

questions about why she was actually there.

“Fine!”

She grumbles following the Driftwood as he led her in from the large waves rolling

and rocking the vessel like some fragile toy, the only thing she could give thanks to

was to no longer having to taste the salty after taste of the sea spray blown about but

the storm as the swells crashed against the creaking wooden hull of the vessel.

Descending down the steps to the captain’s cabin the rat looks back over his shoulder

giving the big cat a toothy grin or at least what blackened decayed teeth he had left

any way, Shadow just glared back at him hiding her distaste for the rodent as they

reached a large solid looking door.

Rapping his knuckles against the thick panel door a smug swab voice call out from

within the captain cabin.

“If that’s you Driftwood come on in!”

Driftwood smirks as he struggles with the stiff handle for a second before finally

turning it and pushing the door open to reveal walls draped in masterful works of art

and antique furniture, behind a large highly detail desk a Golden Retriever dressed in

somewhat over the top captains uniform.

**“Ah welcome my dear, please do take a seat, Driftwood my fine fellow fetch the lady

a drink, she must be dreadfully parched and cold from being up on that filthy deck all

night”**

The dog noted with a dismissive wave of his paw like hand, the Rat grumbled

somewhat but hobbled off towards the drinks cabinet leaving his boss and Shadow

alone as the feline suspiciously sat down her eyes focused on the Male behind it.

**“Far be it for me to pry into the dealings of a Tiger, one can only guess that you’re on

your way to that wretched place of lizards and serpents in the capacity of a mercenary

though to the life of me why someone as beautiful as yourself would even

contemplate doing so.”**

The Retriever noted softly with a warm soothing tone to his voice, his eyes looking to

hers with a charming elegance that made her quiver slightly as his words began to

make her blush slightly, she watched him still slightly wiry of his presence as he

walks around to her slipping his paws into her paws so he could raise them and bush

his muzzle slowly against them.

**“Your eyes so fierce yet desirable, demanding only the most worthy dare court your

affections”**

Shadow gulps deeply feeling a little wobbly in the knees as she sat there wide eyed

her muzzle open slightly as she felt the charm in his words and actions, then she felt it

the males muzzle parting hers kissing her so deeply that she felt as if her mind would

explode from the heavenly sensation.

The Tigress couldn’t believe what was happening to her as she leans into the kiss

feeling so vulnerable and giddy at his touch and words it was then her expression

hardened as she pushed him away sending him sprawling cross the floor with

rumbling growl before getting to her feet.

“I have work to do!”

Shadow sneered hating herself for falling for such shallow charms from some filthy

slaver, jumping to her feet the feline stormed off leaving the Golden Retriever

somewhat confused.

“Guess that gift of da gab doesn’t work to well on tiger’s boss?”

Driftwood smirked downing the brandy meant for Shadow while offering the other

glass to the Retriever, frowning slightly the dog rubs his somewhat bruised rear before

composing himself.

**“Her loss though I shall indeed have the pleasure of her company in my bed before we

reach port, for now fetch that cute young ferret from down in the hold she will do just

as well for my needs this night.”**

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** -OOO-**

Standing naked out on the balcony James could feel the sting of the rain against his

skin, it was both soothing as it was refreshing at the same time, the night air moves

against his cheeks sending a shiver through his body.

Tenderly claw tipped fingers raked along the front of his chest leaving red lines along

his skin that soon faded away while a long forked tongue eased along the back of his

neck.

The Contessa’s shapely hips pressing up against his taunt firm rear forming a perfect

fit between them both as leans in close to him her arms ease around his body as she

draws against his, her small lizard head leaning along the top of his broad shoulders.

The sensation of the mistresses hard scales against him felt so good as the rain

continued to pour and the distant sound of thunder tore through the skies above.

It was a strange yet beautiful sound causing a soft content sigh to leave his lips.

**“It would ssseem Tyranusss consssentsss to our breeding my beloved Human,

my off ssspring will be hatched ssstrong and fated for great thingsss”**

Volkoff whispers softly as her long tapering tail coils around his leg, he feels one of

her hands turn his head as she brings her parted jaws across his cheeks slipping her

long reptilian tongue in along his as she kisses him deeply to the sound of the heavy

rain.

Her body staying warm in the coldness through James’s body heat, it was a

sensuously romantic moment he found himself sharing with the female Lizard but one

that would remained etched into his memory forever.

Finally after several minutes of deep intimacy the Contessa broke the kiss as her claw

like hand slipped into his and led him back inside to make love to him one more time

before dawns light would be upon them to signal a new day.

With a soft alluring smile Volkoff eased herself down onto her circular bed pulling

him slowly over her as her thighs rose up along his hips, a moan escapes the Human

as he lays over her easing his swelling bulbous end against the entrance to her colic

then with but a swift yet firm motion eases up along her ventral scales as he slide up

inside of her, Volkoff’s back arches to accommodate his entire length as she takes

both his hands once more into her own as they took pleasure of each other.

**“Oooo Jamesss…uhnnn….mnnnn you feel ssso good inside of me…ssso hot and

firm, I love how you make me feel when you breed with me”**

The Contessa moans enjoying the sensation of her cold blooded body being

penetrated by his hard muscle, lifting her hips up trying to take in as much of his

member up inside of her as she could she pants deeply closing her eyes as she feels

the wave like motion of his body easing against hers as he moves that bulbous head to

and thro.

He was nothing like the other mammals she had used for her sexual needs, they had

been so rough and aggressive in taking what they wanted with her body yet this

Human was so gentle….so tender in his actions she felt as if she was floating on

imported air.

The pressure building deep within her body was beginning to rise as she felt his body

move with stronger swifter strokes but even then they were so gentle compared to the

other species she had done this with.

But then the Humans where much more weaker and fragile than the other species of

the warm bloods, still she could hear her own moans as she hold shim closer shaking

wildly before climaxing with such force she felt as if she was being torn apart but in

good way, his warm sticky cream flooding deep inside of her once more, she had

forgotten how many times that night they had done this but each time felt as special

and spectacular as the very first.

Holding him as he held her she the Contessa began to slowly close her eyes as sleep

finally over took her, the feeling of James deep inside of her fertilized body was

paradise.

As the hours passed by and the rain began to slow to a stop to allow the dawns firs

trays to strike down through the windows of the Contessa’s bed chambers James was

the first to awake still held over his owners body, his man-hood still held in side of

her despite having become limp and soft once more.

As sense of guilt filled him as he thought of his mate Dorothy, he knew she would

have been okay with his taking pleasure with another female but he still felt shame as

he missed her so very much.

A gasp suddenly leaves his lips as he feels Volkoff’s body stirring beneath him, her

inner muscles clenching and releasing his flaccid member as she moves slightly, after

a few seconds her eyes slowly open and she smiled lovingly up at her pet before

rolling him over playfully so she was over top of him.

For the next hour she busied herself kissing in the way only a lizard could with a

human while using his warmth to get the rest of her body going, she loved the taste of

his mouth as her jaws carefully eased across the sides of his face, her tongue

dominating his.

She was sure beyond a shadow of a doubt she could never let her pet go not when she

felt so complete when in his arms.

“If you ever try to run away I ssshall kill you!”

She whispered softly as she broke her kiss with him, her eyes looking into his as she

runs her claw tipped finger gently lovingly along his face.

** -OOO-**

James pulled at the ring of leather around his neck feeling the slight unfamiliar touch

of it against his neck, the Contessa frowned slightly as her hand tapped his lightly

signalling him to stop but every now and then he would have his hand back up there

trying to put my slack between his throat and the thick treated skin of some fur.

**“Sstop that my pet, I know it feelsss uncomfortable to have the hide of another sssub

ssspecies around your neck like that but out ssside my essstate you are required to

ware a collar sssave that you ssshould be consssidered a ssstray or essscaped ssslave.”**

She noted softly as she hooked a cord like lead through the bronze ring on the back of

his collar, he looked around the Contessa’s chambers as if trying to distract himself

but it didn’t help.

It wasn’t so much the collar itself but that it wasn’t feral bovine that had been used

but another sentient creature, he felt some what sick to the stomach at the thought of

some anthromorphic bovine screaming in terror as the Tanner gutted and skinned and

skinned them alive.

**“Don’t worry we are not as barbaric as you sssubsspeciesss think, the creature would

have been killed mercifully before being ssskinned, now come along Jamesss the

carriage a wait’sss, we are heading to a near by town ssso I might ssshow you off to

an umber of my friendsss from court.”**

Volkoff noted gently pulling him behind her via his lead, looking back she cocked her

head as if having an idea to barter at least a more willing response from her pet after

all she had to admit she to would feel uncomfortable if she was forced to ware a gown

fashioned of snake skin.

**“If your good I’ll commisssion a Tailor to make clothesss more befitting for your

posssition asss my persssonal property.”**

James looked at her for a second and nodded slowly in agreement to the deal, while

the collar felt so wrong he would dearly appreciate some thing other than the thin silk

sheet draped around his body especially if he was going to be dragged around a town

in front of who knows how many sets of eyes all staring at him.

He noticed the smile form on his owners lips as she lead him out of her chambers and

out down the hall, he blushed brightly slumping his shoulders as he felt the eyes of the

other slaves fall upon him as he passed them by.

Looking around he tried to distract himself as he took in the beauty of the vast

hallway in the day light, he could see the massive portraits of the Contessa’s family

separated by statues of male and female reptiles is varying poses all naked yet

extremely tasteful in their craftsmanship.

Leading her beloved slave out of the manner and into the courtyard she lifts James

easily as if he was weightless up into the carriage before climbing up into it herself,

Closing the door behind her one of her chameleon attendants bowed her lizard like

head before climbing up to take her place on top of the carriage next to the driver.

“The journey will not be long little one, but long enough to amussse ourssselvesss”

The Lizard Mistress smiled with a smile that held a meaning he knew all to well, he

was still a little exhausted and sore from the previous night but at least the bumps and

dips in the road would aid him as Volkoff took what she wanted willing or otherwise.

** -OOO-**

Shadow Claw rubbed her forearm along her brow as she and a team of bears finished

adjusting the main sail through block and tackle, in the distance beyond that of the

naked eye a harbour town surrounded by an imposing wall could be seen along the

outside as if to keep those in the town itself from entering the rest of mainland.

The Tigress accepted the ladle fro one the cabin cubs carrying water around in

buckets for the crew to parch their thirst and drank deep from it before returning the

laddel to the bucket for then person to use.

She spotted a wolf from across the deck his face still strapped up when he learnt the

hard way why you don’t mess with a Tiger even if they may be female, she had gone

easy on him only using a light blow but it had been enough to seriously dislocate his

jaw and remove all the teeth on the side of his muzzle that her paw had cuffed him

with.

The wolf was a green-horn and would know next time why even females of her race

was able to travel freely unmolested aboard a seafaring vessel, the male looked away

not wishing to make eye contact with her.

“T'will be a shame ta see ya go lass, ya’ve been of great use to the crew”

The head bear noted holding a large paw out to her, accepting it she gave a slight

smile in respect to some one she could easily call an equal in sheer brute strength.

“Thanks, but I have pressing business that must be taken care off.”

She replies though speaks not of what her business was, the grizzled bear looks at her

for a moment but does not push for more information, many if not all the crew had

signed on for service aboard the ship like so many others on other slaver ships to

escape some crime or past they could not other wise avoid.

In some cases a form of transport where no record would be available to the eyes of

any authority to track their ware about's.

Raising her snout to the air Shadow took in the scent of the ships captain not the

owner but the one who really held the reigns of power, it was a strange scent neither

male nor female yet both but defiantly a wolf.

**“Advarst thar matey’s tis no time ta be jawing ‘less ya be seeking da caress of the cat

of nine?”**

Shadow looked up at the poop deck her eyes meeting the wolf herm’s square on and

unflinching as if to dare her to try it, for a moment the wolf’s paw dropped to the hilt

of the rapier scabbard against her hip as a lured voice call up to her from the deck

“Ma’am da boss seeks a word?”

Driftwood noted all most to afraid to get between the two females both as dangerous

as the other, he was relieved when the Wolf herm finally acknowledged him.

**“Very well Driftwood tell that land loving bilge maggot that Ol’Scar Fang be on her

way!”**

** -OOO-**

The trip to the town of Sawbeck had left James slightly drained and was grateful for

the last ten minuets of the journey when the Mistress had finally eased her self up off

of him to take a seat opposite him, lifting the storage chest set into the floor the

contessa draped around him one of the spare dark brown capes used when the weather

was cold, sliding down onto his side he rests still trembling.

The cape felt warm yet at the same time light, he watched the Contessa from under his

make shift blanket as she looked out of the window as they past through the town

gates where large snake like guards stood in leather and ring armour, each holding a

halberd in their claw like hands.

The road became less bumpy as the gothic architecture common place through out the

scalie empire was visible even from his view point, soon the smells of freshly cooked

goods from pastries and bread to meat and perfumes filled the carriage as they pass

through the housing area into the commerce section of the town, the sounds of music

and traders calling out their wares was all most familiar.

It reminded him of home during market day though the medieval style buildings

where different every thing else seemed eerily the same.

Easing his head up to the window with the cape firmly wrapped around his shoulders

he peered out watching in awe as reptile and amphibian of all shapes and sizes went

about their business.

In some cases local pick pockets would delve their claws into some merchants purse

and steal away with several gold pieces for their efforts while other where caught and

a fight would break out.

His mouth must have been hanging open as he felt the Contessa’s fingers under his

chin lifting it up to close it as she giggled lightly in amusement to his reaction.

**“I ssshall take you for a walk around town after we have resssted at home of my dear

friend the Contessa De’Floar.”**

Volkoff smiled warmly to James reaching over and softly running her long forked

tongue along his cheek while street merchants with trays hung around their neck via

thick straps gathered along side the carriage a sit slowly made its way through the

streets.

Each merchant eager to sell their wares and declaring how tasty or well made their

product was, it amused the Contessa how they scurried about like insects attracted to

her wealth and like the parasites they where,.

She felt charitable enough today and purchased two pastries filled with fruit

preserves, slipping one into her pets once more gapping mouth she laughed gaily his

eyes lit up as the flavour filled his taste buds.

Easting eagerly at the treat he smiles gratefully to Mistress as she slowly takes her

time on her own.

Soon the shops and voices of the merchants faded away as they entered into the more

higher class lived each home surrounded by a high wall for privacy as the roads

passed between and around them.

Eventually the carriage stopped before the arch way like gate house of one the highly

impressive homes where a gate keep kept watch for visitors and deliveries, a voice

from an open window calls down to them.

“Sate your business?”

To which the Driver called back his reply.

“I come baring the Conteassa Volkoff!”

The gates where soon open allowing the carriage to enter before closing once more

behind them as they came to a stop in the courtyard.

“Come James!”

The Lizard Mistress noted tenderly giving a light pull on his lead to add authority to

her command he sits up right in readiness as the carriage door was opened and the

Contessa stepped down out before reaching in and lifting her beloved pet down onto

the ground.

“Volkoff!”

Came female hiss as the main entrance to the impressive house opened, a snake

slithered out from the waist up she was humanoid though he had met one of her race

before some time back.

“De’Floar!”

Came the counter cry from his mistress as she rushed both females clasping both of

the others forearms with their claw tipped fingers before embracing.

Looking at De’Floar he had to admit her dark purple gown was quite eye catching and

could not have been cheap since that was one the more expensive colours to dye silk

in that day and age.

“Oh my what a darling pet you have there!”

The serpent noted swiftly slithering over to James bring back quite a few unpleasant

memories, unconsciously he grasped where he had once been bitten and stepped back

a long fear written about his face causing Contessa De’Floar to pause and tilt her head

slightly.

“You poor thing did one of my kind hurt you?”

She asked with a soothing one to her voice, he wanted to run and hide but there was

no where really for him to go as she inched a little closer her long fingers easing a

round his chin while the other.

The serpent down at him sternly before sliding his hand away from his shoulder to see

the healed dot like marks upon his shoulder, her eyes widened before softening with a

remorseful expression.

**“Husssh human it isss okay no harm ssshall befall you, I have never ssseen one who

hasss sssurvived a bite from my ssspecies before you re a most remarkable example of

your sssub ssspeciesss, human.”**

She smiles slowly as Volkoff made her way over to her pet more than willing to

defend him if needs be, there was few awkward moments between the two females

before De’flaor bursts in to laughter and gestures for her friend to follow her inside.

**“Ssstay clossse to me Jamesss, while I my trussst my friend De’Floar her off ssspring

I do not.”**

The Lizard Mistress noted in a hushed voice to her pet human as she lead him via his

lead into the house,

** -OOO-**

Scar Fang growled slightly at how lady luck had shown misfortune to her misfortune

though truth be told she blamed herself more for letting her arrogance and greed get

the better of her, had she even had an ounce of the humbleness she had now to back

then maybe her crew or more importantly her dear first mate would still live.

More still she would not have to work along side the infuriating land dog though she

would give him his dues he was a silver tongued devil who could talk his way out of

most situations and those he could not her sabre would do the talking for them.

Theirs was a strange partnership but a most lucrative one, the Golden Haired canine

had connection in most places and those he didn’t he could so easily make.

But he lacked the stomach for the more sordid requirement where blood needs to be

spilt and lives taken, she smirked to herself as she walked across the poop-deck and

down the into stair well leading to the captains cabin or rather an office they both

used.

She’d had met him brooding over a tankard of ale complaining to his little rat

underling about the same pride and human that had been her undoing, it was pitiful to

listen to his whining on about how his mercenaries had cut their losses and abandoned

him.

But much to her mixed giving had consoled him with her own tale and a soon both of

them had talking up a storm proving to be stronger where the other was weaker, a

perfect team safe for his insufferable obsessive compulsive nit picking at the finer

details though she guessed he probably had problems with her brutal frankness.

“Heh perhaps m’lady luck ya haven’t abandoned ol’scar after all”

She muttered as her boots trod loudly down the wooden step like planks, her small fist

clenching the handle as she turns and pushes the door open, the scent of breeding was

heavy in the air as trembling wreck of a Ferret female lay over the desk naked and her

partner pacing agitatedly from one side of the room to the other some thing that didn’t

bode well as it was the first time she’d seen him act in this manner.

“Calm ya self mattie, ya be disturbing the barnacles with that pacing ya be doing”

Scar noted firmly taking a stern stance, the Golden Retriever looked up and sighed as

he went over to the drinks cabinet and our two shot glasses which gave her even more

concern since he never resorted to manual labour even the pouring of his own drinks

was beneath him.

“Come talk ta ol’Scar Fang let’s hear what be getting ya all out of sorts?”

The Wolf Herm smiled softly trying to look approachable but only made her seem

more intimidating if the reaction the female on the desk was any thing to go by,

ignoring the ferrets reaction the Male sighed sweeping his arm along the desk

knocking the female slave off of it and putting the two glasses down.

“Driftwood take the toy back to the cages I need to talk to good captain alone”

The Retriever noted to the rat who gave an understanding while dragging the abused

ferret away by the legs.

“Okay now ya be talking ta me Jake what be troubling ya?”

Scar asked a second time her tone more softer now as she took up a glass and

downed it in one, easing her slime firm haunches up over the top of the desk she sits

down here eyes seeking out his only to find them unable to meet her gaze.

“That..That Tigress up on deck…..”

He started pausing to sip from his the other glass.

“Aye I be knowing the one ya speak off”

The Golden Retriever smiled wincing at the some what gravely after tone of her

voice.

**“Last night I had her in my paws a quivering and all but egging to be taken, then she

knocked me flying breaking free of my charms, I swear she would have cleaved me in

two with her bare claws had she not left first.

She rejected me…I just can not conceive how she did this when so enthralled to my

words….am I loosing my touch?”**

Jake sighed shaking his head slowly his head bowed, Scar Fang looked at her partner

in crime and before bursting out into laughter much to the canines shock and

frustration.

**“Ya called ol’scar fang for that, me dear dear mattie listen to the words that we both

know ta be true and heed them well……Cat be trouble we both know that especially

the big ones their the most troublesome of all, soon she’ll be gone on her merry way

an out of our fur.**

**As fer rejecting ya advances ya silver tongued Jackal, thar be no figuring dem cats

day be a lore un-ta them selves so they be, but ‘till do ya good to know rejection once

in awhile, curve some of dat arrogance ya be wearing but Ol’Scar Fang can help you

with one problem ya seem ta be having!”**

The Wolf Herm smirked nodding to the still some what impressive bulge in his tights

that the slave had failed to sate, the Golden Retriever gulped deeply as the Privateer

leaned in from across the desk parted his muzzle with her own locking jaws with him

as she forces his tongue to submit to hers with brutal domination.

**“Mnnn been some time since Ol’scar be tasting the richer things in life, now strip

before Ol’Scar's sabre does it for you and leave ya with some scars of your own”**

She growled firmly dropping a hand to the hilt of her blade making the Canine

whimper but comply with her demands, his paws pulling and tugging at his clothes as

he stripped naked as quickly as he could.

The moment his tights eased down his sheath sprung into view with his dog-hood on

full display in all it’s swollen glory, it’s knot like muscle all ready fully swollen near

the base of his length.

**“Ya be carrying a fine cannon thar jack, I would hazard a guess it fires a might

broadside, some thing I intend to find out when our keels grinds”**

The canine choked at the some what crass description she had just laid out to him, a

moan soon leaves the Retrievers muzzle as her small paw wrapped itself around his

hard red muscle firmly with her vice like grip making him whine while her head

lowers and slips her tongue along the very tip of his dog-hood forcing a little pre-cum

to escape as she teases him.

Her cold dangerous eyes close as she dips her muzzle downwards pushing herself

down over his twitching member with much delight, it had been some time since she

had had the pleasure of a male and she was going to make full use of this opportunity.

Scar Fang’s cold dangerous eyes close as she dips her muzzle downwards pushing

herself down over his twitching member with much delight, it had been some time

since she had had the pleasure of a male and she was going to make full use of this

opportunity.

“UHNNNNNNNN…oh god my dear Scar Fang…ahnnnn…”

Jake could not finish his sentence nor was the privateer going to give him the chance

to use his verbal prowess upon her, she was gong to be in charge of this moment of

fun, soon the tip of her snout was against the very top of his knot as she took him

down through her tight throat.

She could feel him squirm as his length was squeezed firmly moments before she

eased back up off of his impressive length leaving only the tip barely between her

lips, her hot breath brushing over the entire length of his dog-hood while her tongue

curled and eased down around it.

With deep lust filled moan vibrating along the Golden Retrievers member he watches

her head bob down hard with a rapid nodding motion, his paws held the back of her

head moments before he fell back on to his chair his legs unable to handle the ferocity

of her assault.

Not letting her prey escape so easily she was soon laying over the desk her shoulders

leaning over as she continued her assault, turning the male into a quivering mess of

yelps and whines, she could tell from the sounds he was making just how close he

was to feeding her what she wanted.

Jack panting deeply could feel the intense burning heat around his knot as he started

release into her relentless action, her small paw rhythmically massaging his knot like

muscle was just to much as he released a torrent of thick sticky seed in to her awaiting

gullet, he could feel every swallow she made as she kept milking him as though there

was no tomorrow.

Leaning back he felt a second then third blast of his cream leave his twitching balls as

she finally slowed to a stop swallowing and panting deeply before spinning around on

the table until she was sitting before him an evil glint in her eyes as they open and her

long tongue licks her muzzle clean with a slow twistedly evil smile.

Slowly so he could see she began to ease her own clothing off taking her time to

allow the canine to see every last detail of her body, her boots where the first to go

flying against the wall so she could use her paw like feet to caress his sheath while her

hand began undoing her coat and blouse.

She smiled more as she watched the look of pure lust slowly start to take shape upon

Jack’s face, discarding her tops she slips her leggings down up over her hips letting

him see how they eased along her long shapely legs as her feet left his now exposed

shaft so she could remove her tights completely.

“Mnnn permission ta come aboard!”

She whispers to him, her body easing down astride his lap so her panty clad lower lips

pressed against his swollen length, she looked into his eyes savouring the look of utter

need for her body.

Locking her muzzle with hers with a full passionate kiss she eases the gusset of her

panties to one side with one paw and the other guiding against her entrance before

easing down fully taking him all the way in, breaking their kiss she yelps out feeling

the pure delight of penetration into her passage way.

Grasping her hips firmly the Retriever starts grinding and pushing hard up into her

tight hot body, the sheer sensation of her tight entrance stretching around his tip had

been amazing but now he wanted oh so much more of the privateer’s beautiful body.

She could feel his tip against her cervix a she drives deeper and deeper with every

blow of his pelvis between her thighs, baring down she forces a good measure of his

sheath up in through Scar Fang's vaginal opening forcing the tip to stretch the pouting

entrance to her womb and violate her inner most sanctum.

“AHNNNNNNNNN…..FUCK ME !....BREED ME TA DAETH!”

Scar howled at him as her body jerked and pistoned with deep grinding motions

against every up and inwards stroke of his hips, she could feel his swelling knot

starting to take form just inside of her teeing them together as she grinds and presses

her haunches as firmly as she can against him wanting to take his entire knot.

Grunting and growling the canine felt himself being locked into place by both knot

and her cervix closing around base of his tip refusing to let it go until it had filled her

with his virile cream.

The pressure and warmth building inside of Scar Fang was driving her wild as her

first orgasm in ages began to wash over her sending her senses spiralling out of

control as his hot stick juices began to flow into her flooding her womb as her own

sheath began to quiver and the small pink tip exposed itself out of the top of her

panties.

Jack began to grin as he found himself starting to gain composure once more as Scar

began to loose all of hers as she leans back yelping repeatedly in sheer ecstasy as she

climaxed a second time, he could see her sheath now the outline clearly visible, taking

it firmly in his paw as he grinds against her making her whimper pathetically.

Firmly and knowing well what works best he slide his paw along the thick girth

forcing more and more of her wolf-hood free from hiding before moving his grip up

along the pink swelling muscle itself and firmly pumping his fist back and forth in

time to his short sharp thrusts causing the Wolf Herm to cry out in pure over

whelming pleasure.

“UHNNNNNN!..P..Prepare for a boarding action Captain ahnnn!”

He moans firing one last eruption of seed up into her womb as her own wolf-hood

unloads across her own chest fur forcing her into an explosive orgasm, flopping

limply over the Golden Retriever she pants deeply as he leans back in the chair

exhaustedly.

---

Panting deeply Scar Fang waited for the Retriever’s knot to grow flaccid and allow his

dog-hood to slip free from within her before easing up off of him, her body still quivering

slightly from the sheer force of her climax, his hot sticky seed trickled out from between

her lower lips as she give a soft cruel smile.

She watched the male slowly get to his feet as she holds her hands out to him invitingly,

drunk on his afterglow Jack staggered to his feet slipping his paws into hers as she drew

him close to her pressing her chest firmly to his parting his muzzle in a deep canine kiss.

Then without warning he felt her break the kiss spinning him around and forcing him face

down over the desk as the tip of her sheath presses against his tight virgin ring, the hot

pointy tip nudging its way in before suddenly extending her entire wolf shaft up inside of

the male stretching and splitting his poor little opening as it was forced to stretch around

the increasing thickness of her girth.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIE!”

The Golden Retriever squeals as Scar presses deeper her sheath pushing firmly up into his

tight deflowered rear until she was all the way in, her eyes rolled up into the back of her

head as she enjoyed the tight hot grip of the inner walls of his rear passage way.

The Wolf Herm’s tip was forcing through the tight orifice like opening to his bowls pushing

and sliding its way back and forth as Scar Fangs haunches grind and push firmly against his

rear, it felt so good to be buried inside of someone again.

She had forgotten how intense it felt, Jack’s body convulsed a couple of times only increasing

the sheer ecstasy she felt as her knot like muscle began to swell half way up inside of him

causing his eyes to grow wide and his muzzle to quiver.

He was being used like one of his slaves, he felt a deep sense of outrage yet at the same time

a second sensation one of pure excitement as hit business partner was breeding him just as

he had moments ago took his pleasure of her, all ready the pain was subsiding and he was

starting to relax or at least as much as anyone could with something thick and long pressed

deep inside of them.

“That’s it mattie ya be relaxing for ol’scar and she’ll be giving ya tha’ride of ya life!”

Scar Fang moaned deeply her hips slowly pressing with a deep circular motion against the

Retriever’s rear lifting the male off of his feet by a few inches with every aggressive short

sharp thrust forcing a yelp and a groan from Jack’s muzzle.

His eyes where glazed over as he pants deeply while his paw like hands grip the opposite

end of the desk tightly for support against the ever increasing speed and power of the Wolf

Herm’s assault upon his body.

“UGHNNNNN!...YA TAKE IT JACK..YA TAKE IT GOOD...AHNNNNNN!”

Scar bellowed trembling with pure desire and the need to unload her sticky virile cream into

his deep canine cavity, all the male could do was hold on for dear life and whine pathetically

in sheer pleasure and pain as his world seemed to spin while stars danced before his eyes.

His own dog-hood extended and trapped between his own fur and the hard wood of the table,

he could feel his reproductive juices flowing freely as the pleasure over took him repeatedly as

he felt himself orgasm so hard so many times that everything had become a complete blur to

him.

Gritting her teeth tightly Scar Fang could feel the old familiar warmth building at the very base

of her sheath, she was going to fill her captive male with her hot sticky cream at any moment,

a mixture of disappointment it was all most over was accompanied by the sheer exquisite

pleasure that lasted but a brief moment of exploding in side of someone.

The tight vice like passage way that held her entire length up inside of the males body felt as if

it was trying to swallow her alive, Scar was panting deeply as the pressure began to build to

unbearable

levels until with one last grinding press of her hips she releases explosively into his bowls flooding

Jack with her seed a deep howling moan leaving her muzzle as she climax’s uncontrollably against

him.

The Golden Retriever was shaking beneath the Wolf Herm tied into place until she released him,

she had made Jack her bitch and he knew it all too well not that he seemed to care right then as

his mind was completely blown from the experience as she laid over him resting her muzzle

between his shoulders.

---

** -OOO-**

The interior décor of serpent Contessa’s manor was a far cry from that of his own

mistresses home the walls where covered in long strips of panel printed paper while

the floor was laid with deep plush carpets leading from one room to the other

separated by flat bars of brass each room holding its own colour scheme and design

depending upon its use.

But even for the vast difference between the two manors it was still no less elaborate

and demonstrated the level of status and wealth the owner enjoyed, the room two

females final stopped in was equally as grand as the others filled with warm relaxing

colours both pleasing as well as easy on the eyes, even the small statues and busts

carved from the finest marble remained elegant and all most fluid in there creation

leaving not even a single edge or straight line every thing curving giving it an all most

organic and alive feel to each one.

The Contessa De’Floar smiled softly to Volkoff a gentle expression about her snake

like face as clapped her hands together summoning one of her servants a brown furred

mouse, the anthro mice species while having evolved along the same lines as most the

other animals on third earth where more submissive though this was true for most

though not all of the prey types.

Looking up nervously at her mistress the mouse smoothed out the ruffles in her silk

coverings, her head bowed low so as not to cause offence to De’Floar or her guest.

**“The Contessa Volkoff and I have maters to discuss take her pet to SSSerina’sss

ssstable and sssee to it ssshe understandsss that I expect her to keep him sssafe and

properly entertained.”**

James looked over at Volkoff who smiled reassuringly as she slides a claw along his

side and whispers lightly in to his ear.

**“Go but keep your eyesss open for her daughtersss, hey will have their way with you

ssshould they come acrosss you”**

With a deep gulp he give a slight nod feeling his mistresses claws pressing firmly into

his skin making her word a more dangerous none verbal tone to them, it was all most

a relief when he felt the small mousse paw like hand slip in to just one of his and pull

him along behind her as he was partly pulled partly dragged by the enthusiasm of the

small female.

“This way this way!”

The mouse would squeak to him when ever he would start to slow down, his legs

unable to completely keep up with hers, he could see rooms pass him by though while

he could admire there intricate styles he found himself unable to fully appreciate them

as he eventually lead into the servant come slave area of the manor, this was less well

decorate and more bare and drab with only the bare minion requirements.

It was like a maze all the corridors and passage ways interconnecting like some

warren, he was glad the Servant was guiding him or he would have been lost for sure,

he noticed her looking up at him with a wicked smile about her face as she pulled

open a door only to close it again behind them and locking it.

“Serina can have you sure but right now I am not giving up this opportunity to breed,

the mistress is very strict about keeping males and females apart but right now she did

not say I could not entertain you as well human!”

The mouse gasped her chest heaving heavily with a deep lustful undertone to her body

language as her dress such as it was swiftly discarding revealing her tiny sensuous

body, she was a little more than half his height and even in the dim light of the

flickering candles her brown eyes seemed to all most glow as she ran a hand along her

soft warm orangey brown fur before running her paws up along the sides of his face

drawing him down in to a deep passionate kiss.

His eyes widened at the sheer need displayed as her muzzle parted his lips hungrily as

one of her paws swiftly began disrobing him, her petite hand pausing by his man-

hood feeling how it began to swell and grow causing her body to quiver against his.

He wondered if her small frame could even handle his girth, while he was not

amongst the most well-endowed compared to most males he knew, James was sure he

would be more than even an anthro-mouse could handle.

“Y..Your size….if it get’s any…any bigger it won’t fit..”

She whimpered breaking the kiss leaving him some what disoriented and dizzy, then

he felt her shove him backwards over the straw matrice like bed before partly

pouncing on him and struggling to ease his bulbous tip between her lower lips, her

fingers eased his foreskin all the way down as with some pain she forced her entrance

to stretch around his tip sliding him up inside of her with a muffle cry into her free

hand.

James was trembling now a she felt the sheer heat and tightness of her passage way,

he could feel her growing tighter and tighter as he became fully erect inside of her.

It was all most painful and he could see how much pain she was in but there was all

so a look of pure sexual need as well that overruled any pain of suffering.

There was no amount of talking or words spoken that was going to change her mind

she was going to breed with him willingly or not even if it meant causing herself who

knows what damage to her body.

Easing his hands slowly up along her front he grinds his hips slowly and gradually,

listening to her muffled squeaks and whimpers as suddenly collapsed over him

grasping him closely her face pressed against his well-formed chest as he mercifully

gave her body what it needed.

It was hard going at first even with her slick juices lubricating her inner walls, every

motion of his length sent a cascade of intense pleasure though his body met with a

sharp sting as her passage way would instinctively clamp down for a few seconds

before relaxing again.

Looking down with some effort into her face he could see all traces of intelligence

was for the moment gone replaced with a distinct feral expression, her mind was no

longer there she was lost in heat now with only one thing that mattered and nothing

else.

Her small slender hips bucked and spasmed against his pelvis as he slowly moves

pushes himself up through her entrance a few more inches feeling her cervix gladly

give way before closing up around back of his bulb like end keeping him buried deep

inside of her womb allowing his tip slide back and forth through what space her small

womb offered.

He could feel the bump of her tummy where he was so fully engulfed within her as

her body relaxed its grip now he was held in place until his seed filled her, he smiled

softly glad the hot vice like grip became more bearable and he could grind and thrust

his muscle much more freely up into her though even then he could only fit half way

in.

It was enough though as he felt her small soft tongue grooming his skin instinctively

as some resemblance to a sentient mind returned but she was still a quivering mass of

fur one he knew he had to satisfy if he wanted to escape from his predicament.

He could hear her cry out cutely with every upwards push of his hips forcing his end

to press firmly against the back of her womb driving her primal state of mind into

deeper depths of desire and need.

He had all most forgotten how incredible the hot sensation of plunging through a

fellow mammal’s body could feel like after so many nights with the Contessa

Volkoff’s cold yet equally as intense cloaca, James was starting to actually enjoy this

as he felt her breathing became rapid panting.

Her chest fur heaving up and down swiftly as her eyes closed tightly, she was close to

her climax already while he was only just starting to get going.

He grunts loudly as her nails dig into his sides, her body shaking wildly from the

continuous assault upon her womb, James moans as he feels her bare down but it’s

not enough to keep him from moving inside of her as wave after wave of pure ecstasy

rocks her world.

He could feel it now though the increasing hot pressure at the base of man-hood a she

hammered into her now forcing her in to a second, third, fourth orgasm her poor little

body holding onto his for dear life as he gave deep short gasps feeling his own release

all most upon him.

It felt so good so incredibly good that he didn’t want it to end, with one last deep

stroke pushing his bulbous head as firmly up against the back of her womb as he

could James let out a deep moan and unleashed a torrent of virile cream deep into her

body flooding over last inch of her passage way as they lay there holding each other

close both lost in the afterglow of their pleasure.

It would be a good half hour before either of them could gather enough of their wits

let alone strength to get up his now limp muscle slipping free from her sore over used

entrance, smiling softly she blushed brightly running a hand along her tummy before

leaning up and parting his lips in a more shy subdued manner.

“Th..Thank you sir…forgive my earlier behaviour, I..”

She started only for James to smile warmly and place a finger against her lips.

“You were not yourself, its okay”

He finishes for her pausing her blush to grow even more, neither said anything more

after that as they dressed, with a slight giggle she led him paw in hand to where he

was actually meant to be in-spite of her somewhat laboured and staggered pace.

** -OOO-**

---

Entering the stable complex James had to shield his eyes as the light from the

windows all most blinded him, the narrow claustrophobic passage ways opened up to

more open hall way, the décor was not that much better but in the light of day the flag

stone floor and walls where much more agreeable.

Every now and then a statue of the mistress could be seen strategically placed to

remind those who gazed up on it who their mistress was, along the walls at intervals a

tall oak door could be seen each with a name plaque of it occupance beyond.

**“These are the Mistresses prized slaves, all pedigrees bred for as well as to only the

purest of stock, each hold championship titles in one competition or another, as such

are treated accordingly.”**

The mouse smiled noticing James’s curious expression as they came to a door with

the name, Serina painted upon it.

Knocking respectfully up the hard thick door with her tiny knuckles the mouse waited

for a response.

“ENTER!”

Came a deep powerful voice as the door opened inwardly, looking up James gulps as

he found his eyes traveling up along from the hoof’s up along the immensely

muscular legs and thighs to the hips before quivering slightly feel quite intimidated,

something deep within his sub-conscious forced his eyes to continue up along he well

defined torso all the way up the impressive trapezius either side of the Serina’s neck.

It took a monumentus effort to force his head up further straining to look up into the

equine eyes of the female Shire Mare.

It didn’t help that she was smiling at him, reaching out a large hand more than capable

of wrapping around the front of his head with ease; he let out a perfect mouse like

squeak making both females suddenly burst out into laughter.

His eyes instantly dropped back down low finding his gaze at her thighs and the

primitive coverings she wore, it was merely a cord over hips tied at both ends and a

sheet of silk slipped up over cord and warn up between her thighs and come back over

the front to form a loin cloth.

Basic but none the less extremely effective.

**“Relax little male I will not do you harm, my equine species are more friendly and

less aggressive.”**

Serina boomed with an amused tone her large hand grasping his shoulder in

expression of affection, turning to the mouse she gives a welcoming nod.

**“So Sora, what is it that our illustrious owner wishes done with our timid little friend

here?”**

The completely dwarfed Mouse smiles quite undisturbed by the mountain of muscle

standing before her, cocked her petite head in an adorably cute way before replying.

**“The mistress would have you entertain him as he is the Contessa Volkoff’s personal

pet, she also request you do not break him like those other males she sent into your

care.”**

Serina blushed brightly looking a little embarrassed.

**“Fair enough, I shall be extra careful with him and not break any bones, isn’t that

right my little human mouse-ski!”**

Sora giggled gentle enjoying the pet name the large powerful equine had given James

before taking her leave.

“Come..Come do not stand outside my chambers on ceremony!”

Serina bellows with care free tone to her voice partly lifting him off his feet as she

draws him into her room via his shoulder, the door closes loudly behind them as he

trembles.

The furniture was basic though sturdy of course it had to be with its user being over

two and half thousand pounds of solid muscle, she smiled as she passed by a shelf of

trophy’s and ribbons before gently sitting him on a large mahogany bed.

**“Now you just lay face down mouse-ski and let ol’Serina give you a good massage,

should help ease all that tension you got going on there in your body.”**

She winks before pretty much flipping him from a sitting position over and onto his

front with one swift yet gentle cuff of her hand, he gave a grunt and gasp as the air

was knocked out of him as her gentle touch was still pretty rough for his poor body.

Feeling the bed creak as she eases up onto it astride his rear James finds himself

surprised at how easily she remembers not to place even the slightest amount of her

body weight upon his.

His pelvis would easily shatter without any effort at all if she so wished it yet she was

so tender and controlled it was all most nice the way her hips pushed and moved

against his rear while her massive hands kneaded and expertly squeezed his shoulder

muscles.

He guess having so many of her own she must have a great deal of knowledge about

such things either way he was in pure heaven as she massaged his stressed tired and

battered body.

A soft moan left his lips as he felt her working all the knots out of his shoulders and

back, Serina smiled proudly her people had evolved in many ways apart from the

obvious bipedal form they enjoyed the use of in the here and now, it was the natural

talent to understand the workings of the bodies musculature that the Shire Equine held

most prized that and their skill in working metals.

**“I can tell from the condition and development of you muscles that you have had

quite hectic ordeal lasting a long time, why don’t you share that with Serina my little

Mouse-ski?”**

She mused softly turning him into so much putty in her massive hands, James gave

one more deep moan and began to tell his tale starting from the Vixen who had been

his mate through to the encounter with Golden Retriever and the Wolf Herm and up to

present with Volkoff, the Equine listened intently her fingers working the tension

right out of him as he felt himself at peace and more relaxed that he had been in a

very very long time.

At the end of his tale it was starting to get dark out and Serina had lifted herself up

enough to softly roll him onto his back, his coverings laying discarded now on the

floor as she eased her own loin cloth sheet laying alongside it as her lower lips

pressed firmly against his limp soft man hood.

Her hands began once more to work their magic this time along his chest making back

arch and his length of his member press firmly between her vulva, a soft moan leaves

her lips as her hips push back and forth slowly as they had earlier.

His length didn’t remain soft for long but neither seemed to care as she enjoyed

massaging his body and he enjoyed being its recipient.

Biting her bottom lip she let out a slight gasp of air feeling her clit swell and harden

against the sliding motion of the warm smooth shaft brushing against it send ripple

after ripple of pure pleasure through every fibre of her body.

---

Panting deeply she found it hard to focus on what she was doing, she didn’t want to

harm James as her weight and strength would make that all to easy, all it would take

would be a simple lapse in judgment and she could end up crushing his rib cage with

her hands as she massages his chest and torso.

But it was becoming more and more difficult as she felt his hips moving in time to her

hips as they moved and ground against his pelvis with every motion of her arms

pushing and running her fingers along his soft warm body, it felt so good the way his

fully erect length moved against her lower lips especially the sensations from her

swollen cliterous it was blowing her mind making her physically tremble.

James gasped as he looked up at the large female the majority of his body hidden

between her thighs, he could hear her deep laboured breaths as she moved against

him.

He was glad she was being gentle with him a she dared not even think of what would

happen if she lost all control of herself, the mind numbing pressure began to build at

the base of his shaft with every firm relentless stroke of her body as her hands

squeezed and moved along the muscles of his body driving him wild.

Suddenly a sheering pain wrenched through him as her hips moved a little too hard as

it pushed down and along his pelvis causing it to creek and all most snap, it wasn’t

until his screams filled Serina’s ears that she snapped out of her lust fuelled delirium

it felt as her heart was tearing in two at harming someone.

She moved swiftly unstradling him her hands hovering over his pelvis a look of panic

about her face unsure if she should even touch him in case she hurt him more, it took

a few moments for her to calm herself and carefully check for any damage that she

may have done.

“I..I’m so sorry mouse-ski …I didn’t mean to …..I wouldn’t “

She babbled mortified at what she had all most done, James smiled softly wincing

slightly as he sat up right taking her large muzzle between his hands and parting her

equine lips kissing her as best as any human could with a horse, her eyes widened

then closed slowly as she leaned into the kiss allowing him to guide her down on to

her back.

“Let’s try that again but with a few changes?”

He whispers softly breaking the kiss and easing down along her warm smooth dark

reddish chestnut brown coat, he could feel the thick massive muscles move against his

chest like coils of steel cable as he slides his way down along her body until his face

was between her thighs.

Serina gave a timid chirring sound followed by a loud whinny as she feels his lips part

around her swollen clit suckling and pulling at it like a foal would a mother teat, it

sent sparks of ecstasy ripping through her body as her massive hands gripped the sides

of her bed tightly.

**“UHNNNNNNNN……T…THAT’S IT ….S..SO GOOD….I…I ODN’T KNOW

WHAT YOUR D..DOING BUT FEELS SO GOOD…UNNNNNNNNN!”**

Serina moans shaking her head from side to side as he pulls at her nub as far as it

would stretch before slipping free from his lips, his hand teasingly sliding his index

finger along the undersides of her lower-lips as it traces its way up to her winking

entrance.

He could feel her thighs quiver as her back arched in sheer pleasure, mischievously

James eases his finger slowly around her entrance as it spasms open and closed

erratically before dipping it in a knuckle deep.

He was rewarded with a deep chirring from Serina as he all most felt his finger being

torn right off by the sheer greedy hunger of her moist starving orifice, James smirks as

he hears her voice her complaint as he eases his finger slowly out.

Of course he wasn’t done with her yet, not by a long shot.

“D..DONT STOP MOUSE-SKI PLEASE..PLEASE….GIVE IT TO ME!”

She cries out begging him to continue un-awhere of his intentions, James smiled

softly as he releases her cliterous and eases his tongue to her opening running tip in

circles around it tasting her juices making her whimper and stiffen as she hits her first

orgasm not that he going to let up now.

“AIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIE!”

She screams out feeling the rush of heat and sheer ecstasy tear through her with

unyielding wave after wave of sensation forcing her onwards towards the promise of

other climaxes to come.

James winces slightly as he feels her inner muscle s grasping and drawing at his

tongue trying to keep it from escaping as he traces the inner muscles that formed her

vaginal tract, she tasted so good and it felt strange he could feel the different textures

that most mammals would have there but too small to truly notice, a muffled cry left

his lips as he ran he tongue along a rough section of muscle tissue and her thighs

instantly clasped around the sides of his head as her juices flowed freely

accompanied by the unmistakeable sounds of Serina hit yet another orgasm he had

found her sweet spot.

Swallowing her freely flowing juices the best he could so as not to drown in them he

laid an assault upon the rough area with in her causing her hips to rise and fall even to

grind helpless against him as she remained at his mercy.

Over and over her juices flowed and her mouth parte d in a screaming cry of

unbridled pleasure until her throat was sore and barely able to make a sound, her

powerful body shaking and exhausted as finally he eased his face away and knelt

between her thighs his fully aroused length slapping against her sore over swollen clit

with his bulbous end.

Looking up along her body he could see she was completely out of it, slowly he eases

himself into her now extremely moist passage way pushing hilt deep with the first

stroke gripping her hips firmly resting his face against her navel as her orifice winked

firmly around his offering.

He was nowhere endowed enough to even reach half way to her cervix but that didn’t

matter now as she had her pleasure now it was his turn.

Taking a deep gulp of air or two he slowly starts to grind against her until he could

more readily start a stead thrusting pace but it was proving impossible as her entrance

convulsed and squeezed with such rhythmic power he was close to firing his seed into

her after only having started.

The swift build-up of heat at the base of his manhood suddenly erupts as he explodes

inside of her with such force he all most passes out, his cream floods her passage way

flowing with all speed towards its goal and purpose, but this wasn’t the end by a long

shot her entrance continued to milk him forcing him to just hold on for dear life as his

body brought to a second release inside of her.

James felt a large hand softly hold him against her with a gentle touch as her body

forced him over the edge again making him cry out in pure delight as she held him

close with a reassuring caress of her fingers along his back.

He was completely helpless unable to do anything but hold onto her as he was drained

dry over every last drop of his fertile juices but he loved it every last moment of it as

he leaned against her soft warm coast feeling the muscles beneath move and contract

Against his whole body it was a sensation he would never forget.

Even after finally being released by her body he remained there against Serina, her

hand around his back sharing both the afterglow and the moment with her.

---

** -OOO-**

---

Port Claw a costal town walled off from the rest of the vast land mass to keep the

undesirable scum from going any further than the port itself yet still allow them to sell

their ill gotten wares such as s laves and human black powder weapons some thing

considered to be all most as valuable as a healthy young human slave.

The vessel Shadow Claw had worked her passage upon had docked and was off

loading the slaves that the Golden Retriever had acquired through one way or

another, chained manacles linked each one via their ankles as they where led down

gang plank of the ship where the ports auction master awaited with cart like cages.

The tigress did not really care much for this, she was blocking the sounds of tears and

pleas for help as it would not serve her purpose to do any thing about it.

Giving a slight grunt she grabs the side of the deck rail and with little effort vaults

over it clearing the gap between the dock and the boat with ease as she lands on one

knee as though it where child’s play.

No one paid her much attention those that did would do so trying not to be noticed,

Tigers where not uncommon if any thing they where often hired as body guards or

more normally as assassins so one scalie noble could ascend to a higher position in

the royal court, promotion in this manner was most common as such it added extra

notoriety amongst the other big cat races giving cause to a great deal of prejudice

especially between the Honorable Lion Prides and the Ferocious Tigre Clans whose

rivalry runs deep into the legends of old.

Padding off along dock Shadow mad ether way towards the nearest inn, it had been a

long journey and she needed a drink the one tot of rum a day had been a nightmare for

her more so that it had been of poor quality and greatly watered down to last longer.

No she needed to get a decent flagon of ale down her gullet before she could even

start the process of locating the necessary establishments that would lead her to her

quarry.

Barging through the entrance of the nearest inn its sign of serpent coiled around a keg

of ale swinging slightly in the breeze, her eyes focused fully on the bar she moved

with purpose the barkeep all ready having spotted her had begun to pour a flagon of

ale in readiness, he’d been around long enough to recognize that look all to well.

Just a few stools down a couple of male tigers where refreshing themselves with a

number of jugs filled with mead, neither of them speaking rather just downing flagon

full’s of the amber liquid with much pleasure.

Taking a seat Shadow slams down a copper piece which was swiftly swapped for the

flagon of ale freshly poured, drinking deeply from the flagon shadow gave contented

sigh as she enjoyed the taste and long drawn out flow of liquid flowing down her

gullet leaving a refreshing tingling sensation in the roof of her mouth.

“Much better!”

The tigress rumbled contently as she lowered the now empty flagon down and placing

another copper coin down next to it, both picked up by the barkeeper and a refill

placed before her.

The group of tigers just down from her had begun to watch Shadow, they where

young probably only a few years into their adult hood and full of reckless and filled

with the reckless desire to prove their worth that the young was so prone to.

The more bolder or rather foolish of the group approached her with a deliberate

swagger in his step as if trying to look impressive but it just made her want laugh and

cuff the youth to send him on his way.

“So what’s a female like you doing here?”

He asked, no sooner had the last words left his feline lips than he was face planted

into the side of the bar, his body collapsed, crumpled up unconscious on the floor.

While she had been to happy to just let him save face with a dismissive Growl of

disinterest his foolishly chosen words earned him a lesion in manners.

“Put those blades a way cubs, do not let the ale guide your actions!”

She snarled aloud, she could hear the friends of the unconscious tiger starting to draw

their blades only to pause and resheath them hurriedly upon her words of warning.

A small smile played across her lips remembering how rash and impulsive she had

been when she was their age.

Outside it was starting to get dark, in a port like this it was ill-advised even for a tiger

to be out and about on their own.

“Barkeep do you have any spare rooms?”

Shadow rumbled placing a silver pieces on the counter, looking greedily at the coins

the Scared Lizard grinned and nodded reaching under the table and sliding the keys

over to her, a large flat disk on the top of the key with a room number clearly stamped

into it.

“Yes ma’am we have a cancelation on a room, I’m sure it’ll fit your needs nicely”

The bar barkeep grinned widely showing his sharp needle like teeth as he ran a pencil

through a name on the large register like book and sliding it over to her to sign, with a

swift caress of the pencil tip against the parchment like page she made her mark.

Taking her flagon with her she headed towards the stair case leading to the upper

levels where the guest rooms would be located her thoughts turning to her next step in

her quest to locate her target and bring him back alive if possible dead if not, just as

long as she had a body to show her client.

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** -OOO-**

---

It was dark in the stable when James awoke, the pale moon beams filling the chamber

with just enough light to see but not enough to pick out colours or fine details.

He moved slightly only to let a deep gasp as Serina’s tight slick entrance contracts

around his limp man-hood squeezing him firmly as it winks causing him to swell fully

inside of her passage way, the Shire knickers softly in her sleep but doesn’t awaken as

he slowly with considerable effort draws free from with in her.

James shivered slightly as the blanket that had covered him fully had slide down

around his waist, exhaustedly he slide up along side Serina as she subconsciously

rolls over onto her side now he was no longer between her thighs.

Easing the vast blanket back up to cover them both he felt her arm drape over him

drawing him in close to her warm hard body, it felt soothing and secure as if he could

pretend every thing was normal and he was back home, he knew it was an illusion

but still it was a welcome false hood.

As he closes his eyes to just enjoy the moment and with luck slip back into sleep once

more he never herd the sounds from outside of the chamber doors as Serina’s two

swollen nipples brush against his back causing the female to press a little closer to

him.

Again the sounds of something sliding along the floor could be her as whispered

hissing filled the night air before the door knob began to slowly turn lifting the

internal door latch, all motion stopped as the first creak of the wooden door sounded

as the door was pushed open a few inches.

There was silence for a few minuets followed by more whispered hiss like voices

before the door was opened again this went on for bet part of half an hour as if afraid

to awaken the Shire Female with in.

Eventually a lithe all most humanoid snake like head eased around the side of the

door peering into the room a tongue flicking out to taste the air before two claw like

hands covered in warm woolen mittens could be seen followed by the well toned body

of a warmly dressed anthromorphic snake slipped in her serpent half slithering

stealthily along the floor soon followed by a second then third female.

Each sporting a twisted grin of excitement and nervousness they crept closer and

closer towards their prey, the sisters had herd whispers of a human in the manor

house, they had never been with a human before true they had experimented with

other mammals but never a human.

They where more than a little eager to try one out now without their mother or the

slave’s owner finding out, with quivering hands fighting both fear at being caught and

the cold of the night air the cold blooded females reach up under the blanket feeling

the sudden boost of warmth from with in.

**“I take it young mistresses that you are cold and seek some where warm for the

night?”**

Came Serina’s voice, one of her of eyes opening as she smiles knowingly.

“If you be promising to be good and not wake me you may share the blanket”

The three sister looked at the Shire with guilty faces before nodding their heads and

slithering under the thick warm blanket gratefully before slipping out of their clothing

and coiling around James to share his and the shire’s body warmth.

At first he was concerned but one look into Serina’s eyes was all it took for him to

feel every thing would be okay.

Their smooth hard scales felt cold at first but soon warmed up as the held him firmly

their small young bodies pressing firmly against his cocooning him between the three

snake girls.

He was still fully erect from when he had woken up something not lost on the sisters

as each took it in turn to softly brush the slit like entrance to their cloaca’s against his

bulbous end savoring the sensation.

Three tongues brushed around his neck softly as if tasting his scent while her small

claw like hands move along the areas that wasn’t engulfed in their coils, one of the

sisters unhinges her bottom jaw and engulfs his mouth from cheek to cheek forcing

her tongue down along his to muffle his cry as his member was eased with some

effort up inside of one of them while the other two contracted and relaxed their coils

forcing his hips to grind and push with a firm yet slow rhythm.

He wasn’t sure which sister was kissing him and which was mating with him as the

other two locked jaws to muffle any sounds of pleasure they may make themselves.

The caress of naked skin against bare scale was so intense for all four of them that

even James had stopped panicking and trying to struggle against the sisters, he only

hoped they where of age as he would hate to think he was breeding with them I they

weren’t.

A deep moan leaves his mouth only to be engulfed by the sister kissing him so deeply

that her tongue was lustfully easing down his throat.

He could feel the pressure swiftly building as he tightness around his entire length

was reaching fever pitch not that this seemed to be stopping the other two from

moving his hips for him.

James could feel the cold tight depth of snake sister his length was fully sheathed with

in, it was so tight if any thing painfully so.

The thicker end of their serpentine halves where no more thicker than his own thigh

unlike there full grown mother, he wanted to plead with them to stop that this was

probably a very bad idea but his mouth was muffled by that of one the other sisters as

he was forced to grind firmly as the coils squeezed and manipulated his ever motion.

Outside of the scalie cocoon barely a movement could be felt or seen by the Shire

Mare as she slept soundly once more.

Alone their bodies would have had trouble accommodating and forcing the human to

pleasure them but together cocooning him he was at their mercy, his nose was free

from the strange inhuman kiss being forced upon his allowing him to at least breathe

as he was used as he three females play thing.

Despite the tight cold stinging sensation he felt his body stiffen and convulse or at

least try to as his living prison kept his body completely immobilized, James’s eyes

closed tightly as he felt the first intense hot eruptions explode freely from his bulbous

end filling it recipient with his fertile juices much to the delight of one the sisters

moaning quietly into his ear as she reaches her own release of pleasure.

Much to his relief his bulbous end was pulled free spraying a little of his seed along

the three females scales, the coils around him gave way as the jaws around

his face pulled free moving down to gap made in the squirming cocoon and fully

engulfing his poor sensitive length taking it all the way in side of her mouth milking

his man-hood back to life for the next sister to use.

A second sister suddenly clamps her mouth around his I the same fashion as the first

had muffling his cries as he felt himself release a second then third time on short

consecutive moments as the serpent mouth clamped firmly around the very base of his

member swallowing deeply before sliding slowly off as the coils closed back up and

the next sister’s cloaca was eased into place.

The serpent trembled feeling the thick bulbous end forcing it’s way up inside of her as

her sisters forced their captive to push his hips up against her forcing the strange tip

stretch and penetrate her most intimate of passage ways, the sheer heat against her

cool inner walls acted like an aphrodisiac for her body as it reached the tight entrance

to her birthing cavity.

A part of most of those reptile and amphibian who had evolved had developed to give

their eggs an additional boost in life before being laid and hatched, in away it was

their solution to the mammal’s womb.

Trembling slightly she could feel the bulbous head strain and press firmly before

finally forcing its way in to the cavity sending a shiver of over whelming pleasure as

well as a sharp piercing sensation through her mind as she clamps down around the

entire shaft trying to hold it in place but her sisters where forcing the human in and

out of her cavity as she had helped do with her sister only moments earlier.

It was a truly amazing sensation one that tor eat the very fabric of her sanity as she

felt completely helpless to the pistoning length of hot human muscle slipping and

sliding through her cold blooded passage way.

She was some what larger and older than her younger sister so it wasn’t quite so hard

to handle the males thick length but even then it was stretching her passage way, she

wanted to scream and scream but the moment she started to, her older sisters mouth

clamped around her own silencing her screams.

The pressure and sensation was building swiftly inside of her, she was going to

climax all too soon, she wanted it to last longer than this but it was just too much for

her young body to handle.

The relentless force of her sisters coils forcing the human’s hips to assault her body

was just to much to handle any more as her entire body stiffens while wave after wave

of pure ecstasy washes over her sending her mind spiraling as the thick hot cream

from the males tip poured into her birthing cavity triggering her body to start to form

its eggs to be fertilized by the deposited seed.

A sudden empty sensation filled her as the males shrinking length was withdrawn

form inside her pleasured body.

James was laying there in the cocoon of coils as jaws around his cheeks released and

headed down to take his sore over used member to ready it for the eldest sister to take

her turn, he wasn’t sure he could handle any more, he had released far more than he

thought possible for his species what with his mistress on the journey here, then the

Shire now these three, he was sure he was going to die at this rate but he was helpless

to prevent any thing from happening as the oldest sisters snake like mouth struck

taking him fully in one sudden skillful motion.

It took much longer to force his man-hood to harden one more time but the older

sister had expected this to happen after all the male had been put through quite the

ordeal.

Whimpering into the mouth of the youngest sister as she engulfing his mouth

caressing the his throat with her long thin long serpentine tongue he was one last time

positioned into place his bulbous end tender and extremely sore was forced into the

elder sisters coalac.

His exhausted whimper was rendered soundless as his entire length was pushed into

the last sisters reproductive tract, she was some what more looser and less tight than

the other two sisters making penetration that less painful for him especially as her

juices began to flow freely down over and along his intruding length.

The cold texture soothing his burning hot member easing his suffering greatly as his

hips are pushed relentlessly against her, he wanted to just pass out and loose himself

into the sweep embrace of oblivion but every time his eyes began o sag and close a set

of clawed fingers raking his skin would snap him full conscious again denying him

any form of escape.

He could hear the eldest sister’s moans and gasp quietly in his ear as she to was

swiftly feeling the effects of his strange shaped tip sending her over the edge making

her body convulse uncontrollably as reluctantly his body unleashes what little virile

seed it had left before darkness finally engulfed him.

The three sisters remained coiled around him as they finally lapsed into their own well

earned slumber allowing James’s over worked muscle to slip free and his mouth

liberated from the youngest sister’s tongue.

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** -OOO-**

Night past by the sleepers as dawn swiftly came upon them sending the first few rays

of the new day upon them all, the three sisters stirred as their bodies began to absorb

the warmth of the early suns rays, the combined body heat of both Equine and Human

beneath the blanket with them had kept them nice cozy through out the night but it

was time for them to take their leave save their mother should find them absent from

their chambers.

So drowsily they slithered from beneath the blankets pausing for a time to gaze upon

the human whose seed filled their bodies before heading off, easing up close to

Serina’s sensuous powerful body the Shires mighty hands eased down around him

holding him close.

A creaking of the stable door filled the chamber causing James’s eyes to flicker open

as he was awoken from his sleep, he could feel the massive steel like muscle fibers

beneath the shire’s fine hair move showing she to, was awake even if her eyes

remained closed.

Peering towards the door his eyes squinting as they focused he could make out Sora’s

small curvy form in the door way looking nervously in, beckoning to him to come

with her.

With a sigh he pressed his lips against Serina’s wide broad shoulders and with some

effort forced his sore body to move and dress himself the best he could in the dim

early light coming through the window.

The Shire smiled as she listened to the door close her large hand running slowly along

her womb.

Along the corridor James hobbled at time seven hopping along after Sora as he put his

sandals on, pausing for a moment as the small mouse turned around her snout pressed

against his chest and sniffing at him before wrinkling up her nose.

**“We’d best have you bathed before I take you back to your mistress or both our heads

will be forfeit”**

She smiled faintly taking him by the hand and almost dragging him behind her down

the corridor turning down a number of passage ways before a flickering light and the

sounds of talking and laughing could be herd, he could feel the warmth of a fire the

closer to they got until emerging into a wide elongated chamber with a vast pool like

bath, one end water poured continuously in while the other it was drained keeping the

pool constantly clean.

**“This is the slave communal area where come to eat bathe and gather, the mistress as

your own is fond believer in keeping her slaves clean and happy, all she expects from

us is obedience and loyalty.”**

Sora noted her voice a quiet hushed sound while her small paw tugging him closer to

the pool, a couple of mice lounging by the pool look up and give a delighter chitter

before scampering over to James’s only to recoil as the scent of the three Serpent

sisters hits them.

“Hurry yes yes..clean him we must….quick quick, leave no scent we must”

One of them a some what nervous male blurted quietly as he helps disrobe the human

his head bobbing back and forth looking around the room all most as expecting some

axe wielding guard to come in and behead every one there.

James winces his sore brused body protesting at being yanked one way then the other,

he was getting more than a little fed up at being rudely woken up then made to

undress only after just getting dressed.

Even his patience was getting tested at this point more so when he was led and pushed

into the pool, he was plesently surprised to feel the warmth of the water rather than

some cold biting chill engulf him.

He wasn’t sure how but the pool was heated which made him wonder as his head

broke the surface if the water that was drained at one end was filtered and heated

before being pumped in some way back into it again.

“Hurry Hurry scower him scrub him!”

Sora and the other two chittered together having slipped out of their own clothes and

arming them selves with a luffa sponge and bar of soap each, in no time the poor

human was covered in soap suds as the rough texture of the luffa’s rubbing against his

skin.

Closing his eyes tightly trying his best to just bare with it he found himself getting

more and more agitated by with every passing moment.

“Stop provoking that poor thing, sheash you mice have no idea do you?"

Came a soft female tone it was more bold and firm than that of the more subdued

voices of the mice, it was clearly of another species though with his eyes closed and

soap over his face he could not tell exactly what this new female was.

“You three just go calm down and let me deal with this.”

The voice said again while two firm larger paws began scooping water up and

positing it over his face to clear his eyes, slowly rubbing his eyes he blinks a few

times as the female slips astride his lap draping her arms around his neck.

“Better?”

She asks as James looks into the eyes of an otter her lips smiling as she presses her

self against him, he could feel her body moving slowly as she rubs her wet fur against

his body removing the scent of the snake and replacing it with her own.

**“The names Drill, I’m in charge of training the pleasure slave how to best pleasure

guests, it gives me some liberties such as having my way with the slaves of the

mistresses visitors…Like You Human!”**

James gulped deeply much to Drill’s amusement he could feel her naked body

brushing firmly against him in a sexual way, he could feel her lower-lips sliding

against his exhausted man-hood but nothing else.

“Mnnn this is much better than those nasty ol’sponges, feel free to come all you like”

She whispers into his ear while gently nipping his lobe playfully.

**“Now your clothes thankfully don’t have that stink on them so you wont have to

borrow some thing to ware which is a shame as I think you’d look good in my

clothes..ooooooooo!....My your defiantly a big one!”**

Drill moans feeling his length swell fully between her moist labia, he could feel the

moist heat from her entrance as her body slide slowly up along his chest, her firm rear

pushing back and forth with a slow deliberate pace.

Her long torso brushing against his soft silky skin as her brow press against his, he

could feel her breath against his lips as she pants slightly with every pacing stroke.

**“UHNNNN!....Ooooo yes …mnnnnn…I must try you out when uhnnnnn…your fella

down there ahnnnn…has had chance to recover from its annnn…..a.abuse from the

mistresses daughters”**

The sheer sensation of her thighs wrapped around his length as she eases back and

forth with a skillful yet gentle motion sending his mind sprawling in sheer pleasure.

She moans deeply her lips finally pressing against his parting them deeply sending

him over the edge as much to his surprise he was able to unleash a small drizzle of

seed, her own body shuddering and stiffening against him for a few seconds before

relaxing against his own.

Panting loudly her chest heaving heavily against his she lays there with him for a few

more moments before pushing away along the surface of the pool with a slow tender

wink, her voice calling out to Sora and the other two mice.

“He’s all yours mice dry him off and make him look presentable for his mistress now!”

** -OOO-**

t was still dark out as Shadow Claw moved swiftly along the out skirts of the city wall, keeping close

to the shadows the tigress pauses sampling the cold bitter wind coming towards her; the scents

hadn’t changed and she was close enough now to hear the idle hisses of the lizard guards native

tongue, the sound was dull and almost bored if not drowsy so she was sure she had yet to be

detected.

She was reaching the grate to one the rivers that filter in to merge with the harbour estuary, an arch

had been built over each rather than trying to redirect them.

She smiled to herself as she reaches the fresh water’s edge slipping slowly in with a deep gulp of air

moments before her head submerges beneath the surface.

With little effort she paddles through the fast racing water taking only a couple of seconds to make it

to the grate before slipping her paw like fingers though the gaps and puling with all her strength, at

first nothing seemed to happen as her feet pressed themselves either side of the disk like barrier for

extra leverage.

As her muscles bulged and strained there was a silent cracking sound as the partly crumbled stone

began to give, suddenly the grate came free launching her backwards through the water with

considerable speed.

The Tigress had travelled a fair distance down river and could feel the pull of the estuary on her back

by the time she realized it was free, shadow had to struggle now as she discarded the metal grate in

order to scramble and swim her way to the surface.

Her lungs screaming for air as her muzzle broke free from the waves taking in massive gasp of air she

clings to the river’s edge, her claws dug firmly into the dirt, it took a good few seconds before she

could gather her strength and slowly climb her way partly through the water partly on the bank to

escape the hungry pull of the estuary.

If she allowed herself to be dragged in she would in less than a blink of her eyes be pulled to sea or

pinned down in one the eddies to be drowned, either way she wished avoid either scenario.

Inch by inch she made her way until she was far enough to ease back under water and swim back to

the opening she had made only moments ago, thankfully none of the cold miserable city guards had

even realized what was happening.

With a few kicks of her legs she was through and on the other side of the wall where the more

trouble-some part of her mission would begin.

** -OOO-**

It was cold and the street crews where dowsing the street lamps in readiness for the

start of a new day, the merchant district was eerily quiet as stores unlocked ready for

the morning trade, James could see his breath in the chilled air as he was led behind

Volkoff a silk cord leading from his color into her small claw like hand.

Flanking them as they mad ether way through the fog filled streets where two large

kimono-dragon guards each keeping an eye out for any foolish enough to cause their

mistress harm.

He could hear the echoed sound his sandals made on the cobbled floor as he walked

along the cobbled pavement as the odd coach rolled past on the road next to them, it

all felt so surreal only the cold nip against his bare skin reminded him it was real.

While he felt quite embarrassed walking in only a fine silk sheet draped around his

body there was little he could really do as now and then the Lizard mistress would

give a gentle tug on his lead to keep him in pace with her.

The part would pause from time to time to look in shop windows and admire some of

the wares before continuing on but eventually they stopped b a door way with a sign

showing a needle and scissors the universal symbol through out the races of the Tailor

and seamstress.

“Come!”

Volkoff smiled softly not really giving James a choice as she gave a slight tug on the

lead, the two large guards stood patiently either side of the ornate wooden door to

await their mistress.

Inside the smell and the warmth of the place engulfed him fully with a welcoming

sensation from the fire place in the far end of the store, the scent of cinnamon and a

fine fruity perfume which assaulted his mind the most as the vast rolls of material

lining the walls on spindles ready to be pulled open and cut as needed filled his

bulging eyes with wonder.

The wood work was well crafted some thing he could easily admire and understand,

the expensive deep purple carpet was a statement of true elegance and class

representing the status of a master tailor.

“Greeting, what may I do for you this unfortunately miserable morning?”

The old turtle asked looking over at his customer and her pet.

**“Massster Tailor I wisssh to commisssion your ssskillsss in the creation of a garment

for my pet, I would like sssomething to keep his frail human body sssafe from the

elementsss yet retain an elegance and presssence worthy asss the property of a noble.”**

The Contessa replied firmly her claw like hand holding up a purse of gold, it was not

an uncommon request since many of the noble and wealthy merchants would have

their pets dressed up in splendor and finery to better show offer their own status in

society, the grander the outfit the more important the pets owner.

Though some times this did tend to lead to very uncomfortable and quite miserable

conditions for the slaves forced to wear them.

**“I will endeavor to create something both worthy of your beauty yet still comfortable

and practical for your dear pet.”**

The turtle noted in response looking at the human, he had to admit he did enjoy

crafting outfits for Human’s since they had no wings or tails, just a head, two arms

and two straight legs.

A true pleasure in its simplicity allowing him to focus on the style and intricate

craftsmanship of his work.

“Now if I may, I will need to make measurements!”

The master craftsman requested humbly to the Contessa who merely nodded her

consent, the tailor snapped his fingers to one of the Geko’s who swiftly approached

the human holding out a long piece of string, every so many inches there was a knot

in the string to allow accurate measurements to be taken.

James took a step backwards for every step the green male lizard took forwards, the

old turtle smirked to himself letting this particular apprentice learn from experience

while the others watched curiously.

Volkoff watched her pet as his back made contact against her body, her claw like

hands eased gently down around his waist before running backup along his chest then

down along his wrists before tenderly holding his arms out for the Geko to do his job.

“It’sss okay my pet they won’t harm you!”

She whispers gently to James as the assistant began calling out the measurements,

leaning his head back James felt his owner’s chest expand with every silent breath she

took.

It had a somewhat calming effect on him while her face lifted to look at the Geko with

a firm no nonsense expression upon her face as if daring him to make a liar out of her.

Working swiftly with a rather deep gulp the assistant called out James measurements

for one the other apprentice's to jot down upon parchment and pencil.

“Good, good now with that out of the way I can get to work ma’am”

The old turtle noted heading over to one the shelves behind the work table, their

where a large selection of coloured fabrics, rubbing the scales upon his chin he turns

towards the Contessa and her Pet.

“Any particular colour?”

Volkoff smiled softly letting her human go and gently ushering him forwards with a

gentle pat against his rear, her voice a tender hiss.

“Ansswer the nice male my pet!”

A little nervously James edged his way towards the turtle he had many tales about the

Geko race and how they were short tempered and violent he wasn’t sure if that was

true but he didn’t really wish to find out.

The few moments it took to reach the turtles side seemed like an eternity to James but

he made it, the Gekos where all watching him as he gulps loudly; while he was sure

the Mistress would step in should anything untoward happen he still felt a great deal

of fear.

**“Do not fear my apprentices they will not harm you, true a Geko are of more warrior

born clans they seldom resort to violence without good reason unlike the tigers; now

please choose a colour?”**

The turtle noted with a quiet soft tone the corners of his mouth turning upwards with a

gentle smile, James smiled back feeling somewhat more bolder than before and

looked up at the fabrics his eyes running across them one by one.

Raising his hand to the black roll he replies.

“That one please?”

** -OOO-**

While the experience in the master tailors store had been most eventful it was to pale

compared to where he was now, the auction house was a most misleading name for it

was vast and took up one the entire streets of the merchant section of the town, such

was it size that a large a tunnel was built through the base of the massive structure to

allow carriage to continue down the adjoining roads.

Reach several stories in height it was a most impressive land mark that had the

original architect been permitted his way would have eclipsed the Royal Place in its

very shadow, but unfortunately the said architect met with an untimely demise from

the poisoned blade of an unseen dagger to the back leaving his work to be finished by

his apprentices in a less ambitious way.

Up on the second level of the vast auction house the Contessa Volkoff watched the

centre stage as high quality slaves walked down a runway to show themselves off to

prospective buyers, every one having been raised from birth to be a willingly

submissive servant to others as had their parents and their parents-parents.

James partly laid on his side with his owner draping a leg over him as they lounged

upon a chateau chaise, his body leaning against hers.

One claw gently caressing his skin as it strokes his torso affectionately, the other

holding a flute of fine red wine as she observes the merchandise from her private box,

her gaze ran skillfully along each slave with an expert eye, just behind her a lizard

dressed in gold and whit silken suit held a set of flags ready to signal any bid the

Contessa decided to make.

**“Mnnn fabulous absssolutely, all waysss sssuch firssst class merchandise but then

what isss to be expected from a company that holds favour with the royal houssse

hold, sssadly even here you humansss are an extremely rare commodity”**

The Mistress whispers into James’s ear her claw like hand easing lower and lower as

it strokes him until it touches his groin, he gulps heavily as she runs her tongue gently

along the back of his neck, her eyes widened as she felt his man-hood start to swell

his attention suddenly taken up by a dancing slave on the stage.

The female weasel moved with a sensuous grace and agility that was captivating a sit

was arousing, her hips moved and her body curved in a manner n human no matter

how supple could copy.

James was quivering slightly as he watched the performance, the Contessa smiled to

herself and raised her hand to witch lizard behind her raised his flag making an initial

bid, this was soon followed by an number of other flags from other private boxes as it

became all to apparent others had an interest in this particular slave as well.

Volkoff raised her hand again to increase her bid while her cold scalie hand slipped

up under her pet’s loin cloth grasping his erect member directly and massaging it

firmly, her tempo increasing with more and more intensity every time she voted as the

mistress felt a deep thrill run through her.

It was no longer about getting a replacement for the feline she had lost but the sheer

excitement of the bidding war, it was intoxicating engulfing her senses as sheer bared

her clenched needle like teeth as if she was in some hard fought battle.

James was gasping deeply as he felt himself trembling and bucking against her fist as

the smooth hard scales of her palm slipped back and forth with such vigor he felt as if

he was going to pass out from the sheer fury of her sexual actions.

Again and again the flags where raised though each time in a different configuration

and flag types as the bidding continued at a blurring pace, slowly but surely many of

the other bidders dropped out of the running unable to keep pace or afford the levels

of gold being offered up.

Until finally Volkoff was the last bidder left and the slave was hers at which point

James felt himself being spun around to face his owner as she rolled onto her back

dragging her gown up and unceromonsly bringing her pet hard up between her thighs

plunging his quivering bulbous tip up though her cloaca with a deep gasp and moan as

sheer explosion of emotions and passion over whelmed her.

Her claws digging into the skin of his bottom she ground and slammed her hips up

against his pelvis sating her needs weather her pet wanted to or not.

Pushing and pulling his thick tip back and forth through her cold slick passage way

she bites down into his shoulder to keep her cries of pleasure from being herd, his

bulb shaped head was plunging its way back and forth though the egg chamber of her

anthro body that took the place of a mammals womb.

It only lasted a few seconds of wild violent motions before a burst of mind blowing

ecstasy engulfed her with wave after wave of pure orgasmic pleasure.

The fact he had been unable to release inside of her especially after the previous

nights escapades was lost on her as she enjoyed the euphoria of her after glow.

The lizard behind the chateau chaise kept his face looking forwards used to such out

bursts from the aristocrats that used the private viewing box’s, down on the stage the

weasel having finished her performance made her back along the runway to be

prepared for her new owner.

Meanwhile James could feel his mistresses inner muscles convulsing around his entire

swollen length bring him off the rest of the way, though there was little in his release

as his body was still recovering from Serina’s entertainment followed by the serpent

sisters surprise visit previous night.

Slowly recovering from her sudden frenzied assault upon her pet she looks down a

little embarrassed but filled with a sense greatness as if she could take on any thing

and come out on top every time.

Running her tongue along the crimson marks along his skin she could taste the

coppery tang of his blood sending a shiver of delight through her body, after a few

moments she eased her claw like hand down slipping his quivering limp member free

from with in her.

**“When you have recovered we ssshall go collect my latessst edition to my collection,

I look forward to ssseeing her in action with you Jamesss!”**

The Contessa hissed softly into her human pet’s ear with an emphasis on the word

action.

** -OOO-**

Sitting patiently in one of the basement waiting rooms the dancing slave looked

around the chamber, it was well ventilated yet warm at the same time for most part it

was a pleasant place with large cushions laid across the ground completely covering

the floor with a small round table holding a vase of flowers for decoration while the

walls of the circular chamber was draped in tapestries each depicting some great

battle or other.

Not that the female Weasel cared one bit, she took great pride in being born a slave

and not just ant slave but one who was bred from the finest of stock, versed in many

forms of entertaining who ever was lucky enough to own her, she hoped her buyer

was male as they where the easiest to manipulate using sexual favors and mind games

to mess with their mind and sway them into believing or doing what ever she wanted.

Around her other slaves of differing species and gender sat, knelt and laid in waiting

their new masters or Mistresses to collect them, there was an air of elitism about them

as they looked down on wild slaves that had been abducted from out side the Scalie

empire, they where outsiders and heathens yet to learn the beauty of the great god

‘Tyranus’ .

“Tanya your owner has arrived!”

Came the owner of the grand auction house, the large some what obese lizard noted

form the open door way, his rich gold and purple robes sparkling in the lamp light,

slowly getting to her paw like feet she walked out shielding her eyes slightly as she

walked out into the more brightly lit hall way, it took a few moments for her eyes to

focus but she could smell the scent of two individuals one male one female.

Her heart began to beat a little faster as she smelt a strange male presence, it wasn’t

like any thing she had come across before yet it made her body quiver and tremble as

if she was desired to drag the male down and breed with him right then and there but

her will power easily over ruled this initial reaction.

As Tanya’s eyes focused the Weasel felt as if her knees where turning to rubber as she

looked at a Human a real live Human and a male one at that, she had hit the jackpot;

true it wasn’t a male master who now owned her but she still had the potential to

doing the same through this male.

Once she had properly seduced him first, then she could control the Mistress through

her Pet.

The Contessa looked over her new property sternly as first impression between slave

and mistress was most important, if she came across to soft their would be little fear

and respect from female standing before her.

She ran her inhuman slit like eyes narrowed as they ran across her chestnut brown fur,

the shine from the lamp light was beautiful while the immaculate white of the front

fur running from between the Weasels thighs and up under her chin showed the

quality of her breeding.

Tanya felt an edge of concern ripple deep within but kept her body language steady as

she maintained a submissive over tone to her scent allowing her new owner to believe

they where in charge, besides from the looks of her guards there would be little

chance of her survival should the Lizard Mistress take a disliking of her.

“Come!”

Was all the Contessa said with a firm tone to her hiss like voice further more

installing a sense of dominance into her new purchase, turning she heads back

towards the stair well of stone steps leading upwards towards the main lobby of the

great auction house.

James winced slightly as he felt the Contessa pull firmly on his lead wincing slightly

as he was forced to either walk or be dragged behind her, James chose to former of

the two options as the Weasel familiarized herself with the Contessa and the Humans

scent.

Tanya watches the human, enjoying how his buttocks move as he walks; perversed

un-whole-some images begin to fill her imagination with every step she takes.

After a few minuets they entered the light of day as the sound of other patrons going

as about their business in the lobby, James was not fond of the loud voices as each

individual spoke louder and louder to be herd over the sound of every one else.

The only real consolation was the Mistresses guards making sure no one got to close

to barge into or knock any of them about, a couple tried but where rewarded for their

obnoxious behavior with a sudden trip to the floor where their haunches broke their

fall.

Shielding his eyes James looked about the streets that had only a short time ago been

dark and void of life was now a bustling scean of activity, the contessa’s carriage was

waiting for them the driver forewarned of the Mistresses need of his services had

swiftly made his way to the front to pick them up.

“In!”

Volkoff hissed, though this was mostly for the Weasel’s ears as a tug on his leash was

all that was needed for James to know what was demanded of him, once in the guards

closed the door to the carriage and climbed up into place at the front and rear.

Inside James was feeling some what on edge almost expecting to feel the Lizard

Mistresses Claws gouge into his flesh at any moment.

He flinches as he feels her cold scaly hand touch his chest making her smirk in

amusement, her eyes remaining firmly focused on Tanya.

“Ssso you have been trained fully in the art of entertainment correct?”

Wolof asked to which the Weasel slowly nods respectfully her voice low and humble.

“Yes mistress!”

The cold cruel smile he had seen so many times when she planed some thing

unpleasant was slowly forming across his mistress’s muzzle, and the way her claws

scraped against his soft silky skin made every fiber in his body go cold with terror.

**“Then take my Pet’sss penisss between your lipsss and pleasssure him with your

mouth!”**

Tanya’s eyes widened slightly but did as she was told not wishing to give a bad first

impression to her owner, small paw like hands reach out sliding James silk material

away form his groin before easing the foreskin of his poor over used and sore member

down over his bulbous head.

Her small warm tongue felt moist and soft against his exposed member, in away it

was all most soothing sending a tingling sensation through his body as her lips or

what passed for them close gradually around his length.

The weasel didn’t suckle but slowly eased her head down sliding his along quivering

muscle a few inches before easing back again with slow repeated motions, he could

feel the saliva coating the end of his man-hood as she works him over with practiced

ease.

Tanya smiled to her self as she performed her give duty, she had seen just how badly

abused his reproductive organ was; any lesser skilled individual would have made the

unfortunate human scream in agony.

It was a test and she knew it.

“Mnnn doesss it feel good my pet?”

The Contessa whispers into James’s ear as the newly acquired slave eased her sleek

head back and forth between the mans thighs taking him deeper and deeper with every

slow gentle nodding motion of Tanya’s head.

James was panting softly in pure delight, it felt so soft and warm; his eyes closed

tightly while deep gasps could be herd from his lips.

He had forgotten how incredible it felt to have a hot hungry mouth milk him with a

slow gentle pace.

“uhnnnnn!”

James managed to moan to soothing sensation of the Weasels tongue as his entire

length was easing firmly through her muzzle, his bulbous tip lodged down her throat

as she pushes her lips against the very hilt of his member before easing away, it was

pure heaven.

His only regret was he had nothing left in which to reward her with as the pleasure

and heat began to build, he wasn’t going to last much longer, James had to admit she

was all most on par with Dorothy.

Memories began to flood his mind of his Mate and head bobbing mischievously as

she did to him what Tanya was doing right then and there, he could see his lover’s

eyes looking up at him begging for him to fill her muzzle with his seed.

This last image proved to much and he tensed up reaching his orgasm surprising even

himself when a torrent of virile cream floods into the Weasels mouth and down along

the sides of her muzzle, swallowing hard she pants softly for breath before using her

tongue to carefully clean him up.

The Contessa watched with an approving glint in her cruel eyes.

** -OOO-**

The days passed by swiftly for James, most of his time was spent in recovery or to be

more precise sleep, he had been pushed beyond his limits and the excellent precision

of Tanya’s skills in the art pleasuring had proven just a to much for his poor body to

handle, he had blacked out shortly afterwards and took the rest of the day just to

arouse him from his unconscious state.

Now for the last three days he had been awoken only to be fed and bathed that and a

wondrous massage by one of the Contessa De’Floar’s servants her paws working

wonders on his tense sore muscles.

He had not realized just how close to death he had come in regards to exhaustion,

some thing that had worried his Mistress greatly since he had cost her a fair deal of

gold to acquire.

De’Floar had sent her daughters to the family’s country estate suspecting more than

being able to prove any real connection to prized slave of her dear friend, the last

thing she needed was alienate herself from one of her main allies in the imperial

courts.

Though she was highly impressed that he had survived both the equine and her

daughters all in the same night, such prowess was commendable.

It was on the sixth day that James’s strength had finally returned to him and he was

able to leave his bed and feed as well as bathe himself, he had a promise to keep one

to an Otter named Dill.

He found her in her usual place during the early hours of the morning floating in the

servants communal bath, it had taken him a while to find the way but Vole in a maids

uniform had happily lead James.

Looking across the water his eyes met those sly brown eyes and he shuddered

catching his breath with a sudden deep gulp as he eased out of his silken loin cloth

and sandals before stepped slowly into the warm water sinking deeper and deeper

until the moment he was waist deep; it was only then that Dill came floating over to

him adjusting her angle she was standing chest to chest before him her muzzle a mere

breaths distance from his lips.

“Welcome back, I take it your back to full strength?”

She asked softly draping her arms over his shoulders in a lazy fashion.

“Yes, I ..”

James started to reply only to have his lips parted by her muzzle as she kissed him

slowly yet with an intensity that sent his mind spinning, she was good extremely so;

maybe on par to his Mate and that was saying some thing.

He could feel her hips pressing firmly against his pelvis as she floats there her thighs

either side of his legs gradually pressing and undulating with a clear objective.

“Mnnnnnnnn humans really do taste good”

She whispers softly breaking the kiss, she could feel the unique shape of his human

length swelling and hardening against her causing her to run he tongue wolfishly from

one side of her muzzle to the other.

“Thank Y…”

He went to say only to be engulfed into kiss once more, he could taste fish though not

in an unpleasant way as her small warm tongue slipped down along his while a small

paw slipped down between them sliding his foreskin back and aiming his bulbous

head between her lower lips, the motion was almost missed by James as she slide up

along him brushing her soft wet fur along his smooth warm skin and let gravity pull

her down along his tip.

His cry was muffled by her muzzle as he felt his end stretch and penetrate her

entrance, she was so hot and moist inside that he almost unleashed his seed straight

away, thankfully she held her self against his body keeping him form going any

deeper.

Breaking the kiss she allowed him to pant and recover watching the look on his face

with pure amusement before pressing down and allowing a few inches to ease in

behind his bulb like tip, she shuddered in pure delight at the way he stretched her

inner walls with his odd shaped end.

Pausing again this time with him half way inside of her though this time not just for

his sake but her own as it fell so good she almost climaxed before they even got

started.

After a few moments they both laughed slightly as Dill presses her brow to his while

taking a few breaths and pushing her self down a little more feeling him penetrating

deeper and deeper until he was against her cervix.

Unlike with humans where it could prove painful to be so deep for a fur it was

heavenly a blissful sensation of pure sensual pleasure equivalent to that of an

erogenous zone.

James was gasping and panting deeply as his body quivered from the sheer intensity

and need to let loose his inner lust, she smiled softly keeping her brow firmly against

his for a few seconds longer then with one firm hard thrust she drives down hard, like

all the anthro mammals the entrance to her womb was designed to stretch and allow

entrance then close up around the male to trap him in place until mating was

completed, it allowed for a better chance for impregnation to take plus it felt so good

to both parties involved.

Some thing she could tell by their combined cries and moans as his bulbous end

twitched and jerked inside of her womb.

Dill felt so hot a sense of euphoria filled her from being fully penetrated like this, he

wasn’t hilt deep inside of her but that didn’t matter he was as deep as he was going to

go and it felt incredible, nothing else seemed to matter at that moment in time only the

sensation was important.

Her muzzle parts slowly tenderly against his lips kissing softly while her hips squeeze

and grind with slow circular strokes, soft meek whimpers leave her lips as she feels

his thick shaft ease back and forth only slightly through her tightly clenching cervix

sending ripples of intoxicating pleasure through her senses as she begins to breed with

him.

It was so hot so tight yet soft at the same time, as if she was being molded around his

entire man-hood or at least the three quarters that could be accommodated by her,

even in her current state of mind she had awareness enough to keep him on the brink

but not quite letting him release inside of her yet, no she needed it to last longer

wanted to savor this experience to it fullest first.

Clenching the Otter’s firm soft rear firmly in his hands he squeezes and kneads her

cheeks together driving her even further into her pleasure riddled euphoria, he could

feel the sudden sharp jerks of her hips against his pelvis, the inner soft vice like

pressure around his member as she sheaths as much as her body will take with every

sliding motion of her body against his own.

Burying her head into his chest she muffles her screams of pure delight and groans of

lust as the pressure began to build deep with in her very core to the point where she

could no longer hold it back as James began to grind and push his hips into her down

ward stroke adding his own presence to sexual encounter between them.

It was just too much the final straw, her body grew stiff as her pelvic muscles

squeezed and convulsed against his milking him demanding his seed deep inside of

her womb.

Dill’s climax washed over her with such force and violence she all most blacked out

as shrieks over and over against into James’s chest as his thick human organ starts to

pulse and blast the thick veil cream her body was demanding.

James wasn’t sure how long their after glow had lasted or who may have witnessed

their coupling but he didn’t care he felt so alive, his body felt so warm and relaxed

now holding her against him as her inner muscles spasamed to milk every last drop of

his baby making juices from him.

** -OOO-**

Moving through the shadows keeping herself shrouded amongst the shadows as much

as possible Shadow Claw darted from street to street avoiding the patrols of local

guard as kept down wind from them as much as she could to avoid detection.

This was the main part of the harbor reserved only for reptile and amphibian kind that

was unless you where a slave warring a collar and was accompanied by your owner,

graceful and fluid her motions wasting as little energy as possible yet moving like a

blur she drew up behind the hall of records.

The structure held copies of the most influential and wealthiest of families through

out the Scalie Empire, most harbors and ports as well as cities with in the empire held

such documents as it helped the local authorities to turn ignore the illegal activities of

those with power and money and those who had none and would be arrested on the

spot.

It was pretty much the same old corruption but on a more organized with a crookedly

honest twist, of course it made acquiring locations for individuals like her much more

easier as long as she didn’t get caught.

Searching the out side for a way in she ignored the window as breaking or cutting it to

allow her to unlock it would still leave a suspicious hole that could alert the harbor

patrol, same with forcing the door.

Contrary to belief the keepers of the law where not as stupid as most might think, just

tied down with far to man regulations and paper work for their own good; no she

needed to be carefully about this.

She smiled as her eyes fell upon the shutters to the building coal shoot, it wouldn’t

take much to pry them open and in the dark it would be all to easy to miss any

tampering done to them.

Leaning down by the chute Shadow began to grasp the padlocked bar across the

trapdoor leading into the chute, it took some time but gradually the wood began to

give way around the bolts that held the locked brace in place until with a slight crunch

the trap door pulled open the brace still in place.

Easing herself through she let the trap door close back down, then with a deep breath

allowed herself to slide down the cute wincing as she hit the coal hard.

Looking around the dark cellar her feline eyes could see perfectly well as they picked

up on what little minuscule particles of light there where allowing her to focus and

navigate towards the stone stairs leading up to the ground floor with little trouble what

so ever.

The steps proved slippery under foot as she made her way to the cellar door which

while also locked proved little hindrance to one of her strength, putting her shoulder

against the wood the lock pulled free from the door it self with all but a silent

cracking sound.

Walking into the room she looked around it empty and dark with only chests and

shelves containing the kinds of things that would be common found for a scribe

amongst which ink and parchment not to mention quills ready to be sharpened to a

writing point.

The next door pretty much gave way like the last one but this time she paused before

opening it fully checking the air but the only scents where old, she smiled to her self

as she entered into a vast chamber lined desks running the length of the three of the

four walls, every so often the desks where partitioned off to form cubicles, Shadow

had admit to her self the scalies where efficient in their organization, a search of each

cubical came up empty of any scrolls or parchment work with what she needed to

know.

Taking a seat on one the wooden stools her brow frowned as she considered her

options, she began to wonder what she missing, she was positive with any doubt the

information she needed was there some where….but where.

Here eyes widened as she palm slaps her self in the head, the name she was seeking

would have to be in a position of power to be able to take part in the black market

slave auctions so it wouldn’t be located with in a clerk’s desk.

Along the forth wall where two more doors one with a name plaque with some name

etched into a gold plate and the other that she was sure lead towards public area of the

town hall.

The detail would be in that office she was sure of it, as before the door held little

resistance to the tigress and in seconds she was in, she could see cabinets more than

likely holding sensitive information about names and map coordinates of where the

names dwelled.

Her Scalie Reading skill like her knowledge of their spoken language was not that

spectacular but basic enough for what she needed, each of the twenty four cabinet was

alphabetically labeled allowing her to swiftly to locate the one holding the family

name ending with a ‘V’ ; running a claw along the books before withdrawing

the one she needed.

Flipping through the pages the tigress skipped to page after page seeking the right

name, some held multiple properties and the higher in position they held in noble

circles the more pages where allocated.

“Valkamaru…Ventress..no….no…no…ah Volkoff…..here we are!”

Shadow Claw whispers to her self while running her feline eyes down the list there

where a fair number of coordinates of properties and businesses in he name but

Shadow was looking for a main place of residence as she was sure that would be

where she would keep a high price slave like a human.

“Gotcha!”

She growls quietly tapping a set on numbers memorizing them before closing and

replacing the book and heading back in to the main chamber where the wall chart like

map was, it took her few moments to find The Volkoff Estate but once she had it

would be fixed firmly in her brain.

“Soon…James…soon!”

Whispered baring her fangs slightly eager to begin the hunt.

** -OOO-**

James smiled softly filled with a major sense of well being, the Otter he had made

love earlier had felt so incredible, it hadn’t been a struggle to keep up more like a

mutual effort just like with his Mate, it was that thought that suddenly dampened his

high spirits a little.

Dorothy and his children would be born soon, he would miss their birth; miss the

chance to hold their tiny bodies in his hands and look upon them as a proud father.

This thought bit deeply in his gut, the anthromorphic races chastation period for their

young had all so changed becoming similar to that as mankind with some exceptions

such as the elephant and whales.

He was sure it must have been close to nine months now since he and his beloved

rabbit mate had discovered she was pregnant, worse was even if managed to escape

some how and even more unlikely find away back home the time it would take to do

so would be weeks if not longer.

James could feel his heart ache greatly as this realization struck hard at him, worse

was did they think him dead; would Dorothy pine for him….he hoped not, he hoped

She would find some one worthy of raising his little ones as their own.

If she did find another and he some how returned what then after all the children

would have imprinted upon his replacement as a father figure and not him.

Shaking his head clear he didn’t even want to think about such thing snow as it was

just to depressing, pausing mid stride he looked around wondering just where he

abouts he was, James had never been to this part of De’Floar’s manner home.

It was different to where he and Mistress had been staying, the walls where coated in

bronze snake style scales while gold made up the coving and skirting, it all held an all

most organic feel to it especially its round all most tube like architect; something that

made him feel most uneasy.

There was not one painting or piece of furniture as the corners where smooth and

curved at the end of the hallway, there where no windows or sources of light yet the

whole area was well lit it left an unsettling feeling deep within him.

Turning the corner or rather the curve which would have been far better description of

it, James found himself in a circular chamber; the floor patter was just like the walls

except spiraling inwards though most of his view was blocked by what looked like a

statue of a giant snake.

He wondered if it was a representation one of the scalie’s deities like his own

worshiped ‘Tyranus’ yet some thing was strange about the statue it seems inflate and

deflate at the sides slightly even though it looked solid especially with the raven black

scales, moving closer mostly driven through curiosity he reaches out running a hand

along it’s smooth hard scales then the side of his face as he felt the rising and falling

motion.

He could hear something that suddenly chilled him to the bone, a heartbeat for a

second he thought the statute to be alive but soon gave a deep sigh of relief as he

shook such thoughts from his mind as he moved further down along the body, he had

to admit it was quite realistically carved it even had cloaca just like a rear feral snake

would have though many times bigger.

James eyes widened as he ran hand along it all most jumping for a second time as the

statue seemed to quiver but he put this to his imagination, a smile passing his lips as

the cloaca suddenly parts around his hand; had he found a secret panel built into the

statue.

A little wiry he eases his hand in further hearing a deep hissing sound similar to when

De’Floars daughters had made when having their way with him but this was louder

and more intense.

It was strange he could feel a slick cool dampness as he reaches in feeling his whole

hand slipping in side all the way to just past his wrist , there was a familiar smell that

was not to un-similar to his mistresses when being used to pleasure her.

Slowly running his hand around the soft spongy inside he felt it contract around his

hand almost immobilizing it, he almost cried out expecting some device to remove his

hand; figuring it to be some kind of deliberate booby trap to punish those thieves

foolish to try and steal from what the stature held.

But nothing happened save for more slick convulsing sensation around his wrist, the

more he inside the more he began to think it wasn’t some trap but part of the statues

purpose.

The giant snake sculpture was probably some kind of statue of a deity that reposented

fertility with an actual working orifice for worships to use in order to offer up praise

to their deity, in James mind it made some sense especially with the detailed shape

and sticky self lubricating substance.

In face the more he felt the soft vice like grasp squeezing and pulling at his hand the

more he started to become aroused at the thought of trying this incredible praying

device out for himself, with some effort he managed to free his hand gaining another

hiss like sound which startled him again for a few moments before easing his loin

cloth a side to expose his man-hood in all its glory.

Lubricating his semi aroused length with the gel like substance James slowly rubbed

his bulbous end against the cloaca feeling the texture send shivers of pure delight, he

wasn’t sure but he all most thought he saw stature shudder but he put this out of his

mind since stone didn’t normally do that sort of thing.

“UGHNNNN!”

He moans deeply easing himself fin feeling the strange moist sponge like insides

contract and grip him firmly as he began to grind himself against the thick snake like

section where he was, in moments he was panting deeply as it felt as if the insides

where massaging and milking his entire length drawing him in fully with a startling

speed and power.

He wasn’t sure how such marvelous piece of engineering like this had been possible

but he could see how praying like this could be so much fun, hell he could easily

become a devout follower at this rate.

The deep lust filled hissing sound came again but even louder now as the statue

seemed to move now, pushing against him with considerable strength.

“Ssseemsss my pet has become mossst fond of you human!”

Came the Contessa De’Floar’s voice from behind him, it was then a sinking sensation

filled him as he finally realized this was no statue, nor was it a living god but a giant

snake and he was breeding with it; though it didn’t seem like he was on the menu so

far.

**“Seems you mussst have lossst your way, you are mossst lucky normaly my dear pet

devoursss any who intrude upon her lair but me; No do not ssstop until you have

copulated fully or you risssk angering her!”**

De’Floar noted firmly as she noticed him try to stop, the coffin shaped head of the

giant female snake was withering and shaking form side to side in pure unrelenting

pleasure as its body sporting a radius of a good eighty inches began coil and

straighten.

When the human had first entered she had planed upon eating him that was until the

sudden sparks of sensation had hit her causing her to feel pleasure normally reserved

for when she was in season and breeding.

“Keep going human ssshe’sss close now!”

The De’Floar whispers as her pet begins to tremble quite physically before going

quite stiff its inner muscles baring down firmly around James entire length causing

him to grasp hold and press his body against the smooth scales of the giant serpent

firing his hot sticky seed deep into the massive females body much to pets delight as

well as that of its owner.

Leaning against the Snake his chest heaving heavily for breath and his man hood still

held fully inside of her he felt the giant long forked tongue flicker out coiling around

him sampling his scent to imprint it upon her mind before finally releasing him from

within her.

“You have impresssed me human”

De’Floar smiled as she caught the human easily in her arms while her Pet fell into a

deep blissful slumber.

** -OOO-**

Leading James back by the hand so that he did not wander off and become lost again

De’Floar led the human through the maze like corridors into more familiar

surrounding, the finely crafted statues an d painting where more in keeping with the

expensive persona that most nobles preferred to show.

He could feel the hard cold texture of her smooth scaled hand as she slithered along

side him, her serpent half easily keeping pace with James; if any thing she was having

to move slowly so as not to end up dragging him behind her.

“Thisss way human, your misstresss is waiting for you”

She hisses softly her inhuman snake like eyes looking into his locking his gaze with

her own almost mesmerizingly like he was prey to be lured to drop its guard so she

might strike with her fangs.

After a few moments she allowed him to avert his gaze with a sly smile about her lips

as if she had taken some kind of cruel pleasure from dominating him like that, James

was just glad he had survived his encounter with the Contessa’s pet though surprised

he had managed to satisfy it so soon after having kept his promised to one of

De’Floar’s slaves.

He couldn’t be sure but he felt as if he had acquired a great amount of stamina since

being made a slave, his body felt lighter if not stronger.

Entering into the guest study he could see his Mistress waiting for him as Tanya

danced for her entertainment.

“I found your wayward pet“

De’Floar announced keeping the part about her own pet to herself, raising her claw to

stop Tanya, Volkoff smiled to her friend and fellow noble.

“Sssuch naughty pet dessservesss to be punissshed”

Volkoff spoke with a soft tender tone, a stark contrast to her words; De’Floar gives

cruel smile before clicking her claw tipped fingers.

Swiftly one of the slaves normally unnoticed as they went about their duties in the

back ground, dusting polishing and ready to bring food or drink when desired came

over dropping to one before the snake woman, he didn’t say any thing rather the

brown furred rabbit kept his head bowed in submission to her.

“Treat the human like a female in heat!”

Logan’s eyes widened at this and began to back off watching the rabbit get to his feet

and turn to face him, those brown eyes looking firmly into his as the thin silk sheet

that covered the male like a toga was pulled free revealing his naked fur coated body.

The legamorph’s sheath twitched as it exposed the tapering bulbous tip that curved

towards the rabbits body as soon the rest of the shaft began to expose its self

hardening swiftly as the girth reached full length.

Taking several more steps backwards James turned to run only for the rabbit to be on

him in mere moments pushing and pulling him down onto the ground face first

against the plush carpet wile the tapering bulb like tip nudged and prodded in its

attempt to find the Humans rear opening.

“Struggling will only make it hurt more!”

The Rabbit grunted as he found his mark, the tapering curved tip easily dipping and

slipping up into the human’s tight puckered entrance, in fact that part didn’t hurt at all

and all most felt pleasant as it barely even stretched him it was when the inhuman tip

began to sink in deeper and the head grew wider a stretching James as the rest of the

shaft followed suit.

In seconds the Rabbit was hilt deep making the human scream out in both sudden

shock and pain as he was penetrated with such force so quickly, his mind was

spinning as he griped at the carpet beneath him while the male began to eases his hips

back drawing out only a few inches before hammering back in with such force a loud

slapping sound filled the chamber.

Again and again with steadily increasing speed the Rabbit continued to force breed

with the human that he was holding face down, his pelvis pistoning wildly as the tight

hot insides of James’s rear passage way griped tightly around his entire girth driving

him crazy.

On the chaise longue Volkoff moans deeply as the tip of her claw runs along

De’Floars cloaca while the snake woman’s long tapering tail tip began to slip up

inside of the Lizard pleasuring her as they both watched the show enjoying the action.

The Rabbit could hear the sounds they made and smell the scent of their readily

flowing juices, it was pushing his mind over the edge to be engulfed by his own

sexual frenzy, the rapid sound of his pelvis against James’s tight little rear could be

clear herd as the bunnies head leant back jaw open with sheer pleasure.

For James though it was a mixed sensation of both unfamiliar ecstasy and all to

familiar pain as the arching tip of the legamorphs bulbous end brushed mercilessly

against his prostate sending him over the edge as the deep pressure and warmth

flowed freely through his body as he was engulfed by an orgasm of momentous

proportions soon followed by another and another not that the Rabbit behind him

seemed to care a she grunted and let rip with a constant relentless pace, occasionally

the humanoid Rabbit would jerk as he poured a spray of warm sticky seed into the

humans tightly grasping passage way but even then he would not stop.

Tanya was kneeling next to the chaise longue her paw rubbing furiously between her

inner thighs as her open muzzle drew in rapid deep breaths, it was becoming harder to

keep her eyes open let alone focused on what was happening before her as she felt

waves of warmth and intense sensation crashing through her.

Behind her partly laying, partly sitting Volkoff could feel her friends pushing and

moving inside of her as the prehensile tail abused the lizard mistress though it was not

all one way as Volkoff’s claw tipped finger was up through De’Floars cloaca now as

she skillfully returned the favor to her friend.

In truth James wasn’t so much being punished as being used as entertainment for the

two Contessa’s as they moaned and bucked against each others internal caresses,

James’s eyes meanwhile had glazed over as he los all control consciously of his mind

as he gave way to the more primal subconscious instincts, his hips pushing back into

the deep blurring strokes of the rabbit as he was drilled mercilessly by the male

behind him, the curved tip moving swiftly yet firmly against his glands; stimulating

them in ways normally a female never could.

Though where he of rational mind he would have preferred a female.

The rampant Rabbit could feel his now mucky cream splattering out against the

humans thighs and his own fur coated pelvis with ever inward stroke, this though only

aroused the legamorph even more as he continued to visualize the human before him

as a female in season offering her self to him rather than a male.

Below James a spot on the plush carpet had started to grew slick and sticky as he

climaxed yet again his poor sore rear burning painfully in a strange wondrous way,

what little conscious thought his mind possessed wondered if this was what the

females he had been with in the past had felt.

A cry from Tanya signaled her bowing out of the orgy as she came with such force

that she was still twitching on the ground completely out cold from her orgasm, this

amused the two cold blooded scalies as the continued to wage sexual warfare upon

each other; neither willing to give in to the other despite the swiftly mounting pleasure

whirling and building deep inside of them both like some typhoon raging out of

control.

Convulsing violently against each other as tail and serptine body withering and

coiling both nobles stiffened and pressed hard against the smooth hard scales of the

other as their climax engulfs them both completely.

This was James’s last sight as he finally succumbed to exhaustion and ecstasy his

mind shutting down as oblivion opened up, swallowing him whole giving James

sanctuary if only for a while until he awoke once more his eyes slowly focusing to

find himself laying over his mistresses bed a silk bag of ice laid between his inner

thighs pressing firmly against his sore painful rectum, ever joint and muscle in an don

his body felt stiff and heavy.

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