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• Well, we round out January with this lewd little episode showing Maid Marian celebrating the newly liberated Sherwood the best way she knows how... parading her pair of foxy sluts through town. Beautiful. As always, this is written by the legendary Jeeves, so follow him on SoFurry or FurAffinity, and maybe donate to his Patreon.

The Sluts of Sherwood

Things had changed in Sherwood since Prince John was deposed and his former Sheriff imprisoned. No longer were the villagers living under tyranny and hardship. No longer was Sherwood Castle an impenetrable bastion for the rich and wealthy alone. Now markets filled the castle courtyard, bustling with the common folk and the local nobility alike. Laughter and music rang from all corners, the villages, the castle, the forest itself. And although life was not perfect, if such a thing existed, the people were happy, and the people were free.

Free not just to live without fear, but, by the decree of the recently married Lady Marian of Locksley, free to indulge in all the joys, the vices, and the passions that life under the Sheriff of Nottingham had made impossible.

And of course, as any good ruler should, Marian was certain to lead by example.

"Come on, boys..."

The vixen murmured gleefully as she tugged on her leashes, stepping out from the doorway within the castle walls into the bustling market courtyard. Immediately, countless eyes fell upon her. They stared in awe. In wonder. In open lust at the once captive, delicate maiden, now standing proud and tall in a leather corset, thigh high boots, and not a stitch more on any other part of her body. Behind her, trailing at the end of two leather leashes, followed two more foxes. One, her husband. Robin of Locksley; the hero who had worked with Marian to undo the Sheriff's stranglehold on the region and humiliate Prince John sufficiently to make him impotent even before King Richard's triumphant return. The other, a visitor from a distant city known as Zootopia, but a visitor who had made quite the impression on Marian and Robin right from the start, and who had been in their intimate company almost constantly ever since.

The two men were dressed in even tighter fitted leathers than the Lady leading them. Despite their lack of breasts they too were wrapped up in corsets that showed off the sway of their hips as they walked, but where Marian wore boots, they simply had leather bands around their skins with metal loops affixed so they could easily be tied to whatever their Mistress wished. Similar bands covered their wrists, and two gags complete with a dyed, thick leather ball held their drooling muzzles wide open as they followed in Marian's wake, leashes connected to collars around their necks. Both men's loins were as bare as Marian's own, and though at first their rigid, dripping, bright red canid cocks were what drew the gaze of many, as they began to move through the marketplace it was their raised tails and the plugs visibly stuffing their rumps beneath those tails which sent ripples of giggles and moans through the wide-eyed audience.

Robin and Nick were red faced beneath their fur as they were led through the market, but the way their cocks throbbed at every giggle, every whisper or cat-call they received from the crowd betrayed their undeniable enjoyment of what they were being exposed to. Marian however remained utterly without shame. For the most part the crowd was too taken aback by her boldness to comment on the unladylike nature of her dress or her attitude, but when one man, a rabbit farm-hand working one of the produce stalls, called out his approval at the curve of Marian's ass, the vixen responded immediately. Dragging her leash-bound lovers behind her she moved with a determined grin over to the suddenly wide-eyed and crimson cheeked rabbit, who began to stammer an apology and how much he respected her for everything she had done for them since coming to power. The vixen cut him off however by grabbing him by the collar and dragging his face to hers in a deep, sloppy kiss, and once he was suitably pacified by the lip-lock, she circled around to the rear of his stall, hiked up her tail, and began to wiggle and grind her ass back against the rabbit's crotch.

"O-ohh, Lady Marian! M-mnhh... my lady... I... I c-chaahh... can't... ohh_god_!"

It took less than twenty seconds of wriggling her rear against the bunny's britches before she felt his cock lurch and start to pulse, wetness soaking through the hand-woven fabric against her ass as he began to cum uncontrollably while the entire rest of the market stared on. Marian groaned in satisfaction as she felt the male's seed ooze through his garments and onto the fur of her ass, but soon pulled away from the spent, weak-kneed bunny and looked out at the rest of the crowd.

"This is not a time to be prudish. To be restrained. Too long we lived under the yolk of the Sheriff's whims. Too many times we sacrificed our hopes and dreams just to survive. No more. These lives we live are far too short, and we will not waste them hiding away like we were forced to under his tyranny."

Her eyes blazed with passion, with belief in her own words. Beyond that though, they burned with lust. With desire, the very opposite of the disgust and horror she had felt whenever the Sheriff so much as looked at her with his lecherous gaze. Ever since she had been freed from his clutches, from months locked away in that tower with no privacy, no ability to make choices for herself, Marian had been unable to hold herself back as far as her libidinous urges were concerned. More to the point, she neither wanted, nor had to hold herself back. She would never again allow herself to be so cowed, so limited by anyone or anything. No man. No king. No God would stop her from satisfying her every whim as it crossed her mind, and thankfully it seemed that those she cared for, not to mention the citizens of Sherwood in general, were simply looking for someone to lead them to those same conclusions.

"Sluts..."

Marian moaned as she tugged on her lovers' leashes anew, and watched with a gleeful, longing giggle as both Robin and Nick fell to their knees before her.

"...eat me. Eat me hard. Make me squirt, and if you're very, very good... I might let you get yourselves off tonight."

She growled, reaching out one boot-clad footpaw and ever so gently rubbing the leather tip of that boot against Robin's straining, dribbling cock as her husband crawled towards her. As soon as he was close enough, she reached down and with practised ease unfastened his gag. A second later, like a homing pigeon set free from its cage, the fox was latched onto her pussy and suckling on her clit like it was the fountain of youth. Marian threw back her head and yelped in pleasure, but didn't allow her bliss to distract her for long enough to keep her from removing Nick's gag too, the other fox hurriedly crawling around to the backside of her body and pressing his nose between Marian's curvaceous buttocks. His tongue lashed her pucker, and mere seconds later was wriggling deeper and deeper inside the vixen's ass as she yelped in rapture and began to rock her hips back and forth, thrusting in turn against both men's faces while all around them the market's many attendees murmured, whispered, and moaned in increasingly overt desire at the spectacle ongoing before them.

Behind her stall, an older badger gathered up the front of her skirt and stuffed a trembling paw down the front of her bloomers. Close by two otter fisherfolk visiting to sell their morning catch glanced at one another nervously, before springing into a shared embrace and kissing deeply before the eyes of others for the first time in their years long relationship. Their cocks swelled within their britches, but as they heard Nick and Robin moaning into their mistress' most intimate reaches with pulsing, quivering cocks exposed for all to see, the two men made no effort to conceal their lust for one another, and reached down to grope their partner with adoring hunger.

In a matter of minutes, the whole of the castle courtyard had erupted into a vast orgy. Upon the walls overlooking it, guards grunted and huffed as they fucked one another in a manner normally restricted to the barracks showers or the back room of the tavern. On their hands and knees in the straw-strewn marketplace, commoners and nobles alike mounted one another in semi-clothed states of pure lust. Almost without exception though, all the new lovers sharing their hunger, their needs and wants without reservation did so with one eye on the trio at the centre of all the ongoing rapture. Everyone looked and listened to Marian for their cue on how to act, and as a result the intensity of the burgeoning orgy grew to new and potent heights as the vixen shrieked at the top of her legs, legs quaking but holding her steady as she tugged hard at both leashes, wordlessly commanding both her foxes to eat her harder, to make her cum faster than their skilled lips and tongues already were.

"Yes! Yes!! Eat my ass! Suck my clit! Fuck! Robin! Nnh... Nick! Give me more! Ahhhfuck, i-if... if you want to cum again this entire month, stop fucking teasing me and make me cum!"

Marian threw down the ends of both her pets' leashes, and instead reached in front of and behind herself to grab directly at handfuls of their hair. She pressed both men's heads desperately forward, seeking to drive them tighter against her body as though hoping for their entire muzzles to penetrate and fill her. Her toes curled in her heavy boots. Her nipples ached as they rubbed against the leather interior of her polished black corset. She could feel Nick's saliva dribbling out of her asshole as the fox sloppily tongued her as hard and fast as he could. She could feel her own arousal flooding down over Robin's chin as he pursed his lips and suckled with all the force and pressure his muzzle could provide against the vixen's throbbing clitoris. Still though, she wanted more. She craved more, and in that moment she realised that the lust, the excitement she gleaned from making her men wait like the needy sluts they were for their orgasmic release was only worth it if the experience of watching them squirm made her feel more turned on than the alternative.

With a wild, guttural scream, Marian pushed both men away from her loins just as forcefully as she had dragged them against her, and she staggered, knees trembling, pussy blazing with suddenly unstimulated hunger, until she was staring at both the panting, wide eyed foxes with their rigid but utterly untouched cocks and engorged, throbbing knots.

"Fuck me!!"

Marian wailed so loudly the whole courtyard could hear, half a dozen orgasms ringing out from the potency of her plea alone. An instant later the vixen was tackled to the ground by the two men she loved, and though she was still very much their Lady, their beloved Mistress in all things, she was every bit as powerless as they were under the thrall of their shared instincts as Nick's cock ploughed straight into Marian's ass while Robin's cock plunged to the hilt, pulsing, already swollen knot and all, into his wife's burning, soaking wet pussy. After days and days of constant stimulation, of edging and denial at Marian's behest, the two male foxes rutted Marian like the wild, mindlessly sex-driven animals they were. Knots slurped and popped in and out of her holes, stretching them wide open as her screams echoed beyond the castle walls. Teeth bit down on her shoulders and neck, while she ravaged Robin's back with raking, passionate sweeps of her claws. Dozens and dozens of overwhelmed orgasmic cries echoed out from all over the marketplace as the rest of Sherwood's currently present citizens stared on in wonder and longing, dreaming of such freedom, such uninhibited passion that they could dare to share such obscene pleasures with those they cared for. And as she watched them through glazed eyes, as she heard their yelps and moans and squeals of rapture ring out alongside her own mindless sobs of near-orgasmic euphoria, Marian dreamed of a day not long from now when the citizens of Sherwood would be free enough with their lust, with their own hunger for the joys that sex could bring, that they would not be content to simply watch her and her boys.

She dreamed of a day when she would feel Nick and Robin being pulled away from her by a hoard of lust-stricken villagers, each tasked with servicing a dozen cocks and pussies apiece, while dozens more arms and lips and pussies and cocks would fight for a chance just to grind up against her for a moment. To stuff themselves into her. To use her for their own satisfaction just as Marian wanted the whole world to be ready to service her near limitless urges.

She had been training her lovers well, and soon not only the three of them but the whole of the realm would be ready. Ready to truly let loose, to hold back nothing of their cravings, and to use the three foxes. To turn the lives of the three sluts of Sherwood into a maelstrom of endless, infinite sex, and finally in doing so make Marian's deepest, most heartfelt wishes come true.

"Yes!! Yes!"

Marian sobbed as two knots throbbed inside her holes. As two sets of teeth bit down on either side of her neck, and two muffled howls rang out as two pent up loads of cum began to paint the innermost reaches of her body in near perfect unison. Her body spasmed. Her pussy gushed and her ass clamped down hard, and as Marian wailed and shrieked her way through the cataclysmically potent rush of her own climax, she could almost feel the day approaching when such pleasure would begin to wrack her ever-needy, ever burning loins, and never, ever stop.

By Jeeves.