The Royal Treatment
#1 of Flavor Text
A lovely little sketch commission by the very talented yoshi2332 on FurAffinity depicting my own Mallory with my very lovely friend Sapphire as the red panda! And I would be remiss not to include some nice flavor text.
Art is by https://www.furaffinity.net/user/yoshi2332
Character and story by me.
Even if the collar was held taught, it was easy to see that firmness was not needed to hold the cat in position. She looked at the knotted cock in front of her with a passion so deep it approached reverence. On her face was a blush so strong it could be seen through her fur, while sultry half-lidded eyes looked at the object of her affection without concern for anything else. The way she was content with her positioning on her knees in front of him while he looked down at her with a confidence begotten by months of servitude, it set a pretty clear picture of how they both felt about each other.
It was almost easy to forget that mere months ago it hadn't been like this at all. Back then Mallory had been the one with more power, the cat being no less than the Princess of the massive combined Southern Kingdoms. Comparatively the red panda had only minor position. He may have been a prince, but only of a coastal city-state. It was a rich little province, but nothing like the vast stretches of land and people that the Southern Kingdoms controlled. That was all to change quickly though. When the Lynx principality turned on the higher throne all hell broke loose for the felines. Deprived of their best generals and troops the conquest was swift.
All throughout that turmoil the red pandas were there, cutting off sea access to all cat ships while lynx sailors passed swiftly and freely. The gamble in allegiances paid off though, and once the crown fell there was a debt to be paid. The princess herself, Mallory Gwynn, was handed over as part of that payment. With her royal title stripped her next best use was quickly found. The girl had been blessed with a lovely body, and through some heavy applied training her firebrand-like royal princess temper was toned down until her inner submissive self was fully exposed.
Now she serves her Prince without hesitation, the cuffs and spreader bar more for show than anything else. A collar has replaced her crown, while bare fur has supplanted any silks she might have worn. The only mentions of her old life are just comparisons to show how far she's fallen, not that either of them mind. She's used as a favor and reward for the Prince to hand out, but mostly as his personal pet. And honestly these days the mere sight of that thick knotted member is enough to get her relaxed and ready excited for whatever awaits her next.
A sassy princess is fun, but one that knows her real place is even better.