FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

The Deal of the Century

For Inscrutable

By Draconicon

"Watch your hands, you oaf."

"Hey, you were the one that wanted to be walked off rather than cuffed and dragged away," the panga behind Serena said, shaking his head. "Gotta say, though, it'd be hotter if you were cuffed. Seriously; you'd make a killing on a pole rather than in a lab. Then again, if your brain's as fine as your ass -"

"Don't you dare finish that sentence."

Serena Sagittarius, a secretary bird and scion of the Sagittarius family and corporation, grumbled under her breath as she was 'discretely' marched from the front of the casino to the elevators at the back. She could feel the eyes of the other gamblers following her, probably wondering what was happening to the well-dressed woman that they'd seen gliding from one table to another over the past week. Considering that she'd made a spectacle of herself time and time again, just showing off how beautiful her hard-won garments were and how she could fill them out while having fun, she supposed it had been pushing her luck to stay in one place as long as she had.

But she hadn't expected Zan Zheng to show up and make a problem for her. She hadn't expected her family to get desperate enough - or stupid enough - to hire him.

They reached the back of the house, past the floating neon lights and the holograms of simulated races, past the hard-light projections of the erotic performers that streamed their work from distant lounges elsewhere in the casino. She should have done some of that herself, she supposed, really flexing the wealth that she had while maintaining privacy, but it hadn't been a problem before today. The high-tech casino, the jewel of this particular space station, had been surprisingly secure.

"Nngh. Do not touch me," she muttered as he gripped her wrist.

"Sorry, lady," he said, chuckling. "Seriously, though, what's your issue? Can't be that you don't want to be touched, considering all the things I heard in the news."

"Really? And what have you heard, pray tell?"

"Eh, mostly that the bimbo Sagittarius girl had been spreading her legs left and right, leaving every guy blueballed after they stopped paying for her nights, and then moving on to the next sucker. Spending her family's money like water, too, which is the whole reason that they sent me. Zan Zheng, the -"

"I know who you are."

Every one knew who the panda was. She shuffled from talon to talon as he preened beside her. Overweening was probably the best word for someone like him, too taken with his talents by half and believing that he was as good as his own stories made him out to be. There were so many with an arrogance problem in the world, and he was just one more problem that she'd have to deal with.

Shaking her head, she looked at the elevator. The little blob of light that indicated how far off their little metal cubicle was continued to descend, but while she debated throwing herself inside and getting off on another floor to lose her captor, she quickly thought better of it.

Even though she mocked him, even as the panda in the golden jumpsuit continued to chuckle and brag in his low-level drone, she knew that he had at least a little skill. There were other bounty hunters that had found her and tried to convince her to come along, but this? This was someone new.

"You know, I heard that you managed to convince old Shiv to buy you a couple of drinks."

"That was the mantis, yes?" she asked.

"Yeah. Older guy, pretty good with a knife?"

"I remember him. Yes, a couple of drinks, and a good look down my dress."

"Always was a tits guy. Guessing you out-did it?"

"Something along those lines," she said, shaking her head.

In reality, it had been painfully easy to play the idiot around that one. He'd just kept staring down her dress at her breasts, small as they were, and had been completely ignorant of the gradually-increasing doses of tranquilizer she'd been tipping into his glass. When he'd dropped out, she'd had his unconscious body taken down to the hangar and shoved onto a cruise liner. Probably was still out there on a tab that was rapidly running out, as far as she knew; good riddance to bad rubbish, in her mind.

The other bounty hunters that the rest of her family had sent after her to bring her back to a responsible life had been equally easy to manipulate. They weren't bad people, as far as she knew, but they were trying to bring her back to a life that she had no interest in.

So what if she had left the family with a significant sum of money meant to go to the research labs a few systems over? She'd won more than enough to make up for that and sent it back, with interest. Was the whole thing about her being the one doing the gambling that much of a problem for them?

It seemed that the answer was yes, considering that the bounty hunters had just kept coming.

"Do you ever stop bragging?" she asked as Zan continued on some diatribe or another about the hunt that he had just made or...something. She'd stopped listening several minutes ago. "I thought that you were supposed to capture me and take me away, not bore me to death."

"Well, I wouldn't just make you leave without your things."

"...They paid you to take those back, too, didn't they?"

"Hardly. I'm a man of some honor, Ms. Sagittarius."

...Well, there's possibilities.

The elevator arrived, and the avian allowed herself to be marched into the small tube without a word. Zan joined her and the doors slammed shut, leaving her facing a reflection of herself for a brief moment.

She wasn't doing too badly for herself. The many riches that she had earned at more than a dozen casinos at this point had paid for a long dress, one that was slit right up the side to her hip and exposed her long legs, soft and smooth in the thigh before narrowing in the calf to her talons. Her toes curled, exposed but ringed with a few gifts that had been given over the last few weeks, and the plunging neckline of the red dress exposed her chest down to her navel, though there was little enough to see. Nature had blessed her with brains, but not so much in the case of other endowments.

That said, it wasn't as if her curvaceous hips weren't trying to make up for it...or that she didn't get looks, regardless. Even without looking directly at Zan, she could tell that the panda was eyeing her up, though he was taking steps to hide it. She chuckled.

"What? The famous womanizer taking care not to stare?" she asked.

"Oh, I'm staring. I just don't want to look too long. Just in case, you know."

"You think I'm going to steal your gun from you?"

"I think you're desperate enough to try a very stupid thing for a very smart girl."

A little respect. Not horrible, and certainly better than the condescension of some of the others that she'd dealt with. But at least he was interested, which meant that she had a chance to get out of this. That said, it might take more than what she'd offered the others. Quite a bit more, as a matter of fact, considering the leverage that he had on her.

A fate of being sent back to her family wasn't a disaster, precisely. It didn't mean that she would be rendered any sort of horrible future; the worst that they'd do was give her a talking to and, more importantly, someone to keep watch over her. They would ensure that there was a constant eye on her, drones or employees alike, and getting away from that stuffy old lab would get quite a bit more difficult in the future.

Which meant that she had to make sure that this particular departure happened on her terms. It had to happen when she decided, not when someone else dragged her out of it. Her family had wealth, means, technology that they would eventually start passing out to those that hunted her. Perhaps to this Zan Zheng, if he lost sight of her; he was the only one that had gotten this far with his ambitions of bring her back, after all, and that was with only the most base tech that she had seen one of her hunters using. If he ever got something better...

But if I get a good deal out of him...

She rested her wrists against the small of her back, folding her arms behind her as the elevator went up. The bracelet around her wrist hid a stunner that had a fairly strong charge in it, and she imagined that it would probably be enough to render the large, black and white panda rather unable to pursue her. All it would take was one touch, and he'd be on the floor, spasming and gasping for air while she went about her business.

Of course, she had to make contact to do that, and that was the difficult part...at least, for her dignity.

"Have you done this before, Zan Zheng? Captured young women to have your way with them?"

"Heh, I have pursued many. And I have bedded many women on both sides of the law, both for thanks and for justice," he said with a clear laugh.

"I'm sure." She shook her head. "And many offers, I assume?"

"Of course. I am, after all, Zan Zheng. Gentleman adventurer, captain for hire, and all sorts of things."

"Mm-hmm."

And conceited and more than a trifle arrogant to boot, all of which made her feel better about her plans going forward. She turned to fix him with a small smile, cocking her head to the side as she looked him up and down.

Not unpleasing...

He was, as a matter of fact, rather pleasing now that she took a better look at him. Not fat, as some pandas tended to get as they matured, but not too skinny, either. Some meat on those bones, enough to give contrast to her own slender frame. His jumpsuit showed off his body quite well, and she could see some muscle in the arms and chest. Not too much of a package, either, not adjusted or augmented like some of the big boys that she saw on the dancing poles. Something to be more suitable for someone else, rather than just some eye candy to show off for money.

Not the sort of thing that she would normally bring to bed with her, but needs must.

The elevator pinged as they reached her penthouse floor. He nudged her and she stepped forward, the pair of them walking down the short hallway to her door without ceremony and without a word. She tapped her other bracelet to the metal wall, and the panel door slid to the side, revealing an opulent silver-walled main room.

"One second," he said, nudging her to stand by the door as it slid shut. "You don't have any traps or anything waiting, do you?"

"Do you think I'd be stupid enough to tell you?"

"Probably not, but do you really want to be in the room when room service decides to come check what happened?"

"..."

"I am, after all, Zan Zheng. I can talk my way out of anything; even if you try and pull the whole 'A thief came into my room' card, I can make them question you just as much."

"...A restraint-field generator beneath the rug, in front of the couch."

"Good girl."

She bit back her immediate reaction of chewing him out for calling her that, watching as he stepped forward and disarmed the trap by finding the wire to the pressure sensor and disconnecting it. He knew what he was doing, which meant that it was all the more important that she take her chance and give him part of what he wanted. If he actually did get her off-station, the chances of getting away from him later were far worse than trying to get away from him now.

"So...how much is my family paying you?" she asked.

"Three times what you ran off with."

Well, there goes bribing you with money...

She'd done well, but not that well. She sighed, leaning back against the wall. Might as well bite the bullet and make the offer; the worst that would happen would be that he said no, and at least then she had time to start coming up with a better plan than just...offering herself.

"They say that Zan Zheng is a good lover," she said, tilting her head to the side, letting the crest of feathers along the top-back of her head stand up a little taller. "Are those stories true?"

"Mmm, my lovers say so. And so did one of your cousins, before I left your family's house," he said as he walked around the rug, checking the couch, clearly not trusting her word. "Why?"

"Can I make a request?"

"Perhaps; I will certainly hear it."

"Could we make a deal on that?" He looked up; she smiled. "I can tell you this; I'm much more experienced than any of my cousins, and you'll have a better time with me than you ever did with the rest of them."

"...Mmm, you're looking for a get-out-of-jail-free card, aren't you?"

"Perhaps."

"I'm afraid I can't do that. My reputation, you understand; Zan Zheng can't just sleep with someone and let them run away, or everyone would do that. And as much as I do love the ladies, I can't just lose that many jobs."

"..."

"But, I can give you a head start." The panda smiled, leaning against the back of the couch, one hand on his hips and the other on the furniture. "Tell you what. You and I have a little fun, and I'll give you four hours to get on the run. Then, I'll get back to chasing you."

It was the best deal that she was going to get, as much as it stung her to admit it. And she still had the stunner at her wrist, which wasn't nothing; if she could get one good moment of contact, she could flip this whole thing on its head, and then she would be the one calling the shots. Not much of a benefit, but a lot better than nothing.

"Agreed."

"Then show me what a Sagittarius girl looks like out of her clothes."

She didn't mind that; she'd been asked worse since she'd come out here, and usually far more crassly. She smiled as she stepped away from the wall, gesturing towards the bedroom, and he nodded.

A short walk later, and they were in a much larger, better situated room for the fun that they were about to have. She gestured at the wall, the various transmitters and receivers embedded in them taking the command to lower the lighting, giving it a more intimate, warm feel, while she turned to the bed. It rolled out, expanding to fit more than one person, and the sheets changed to something red rather than something black.

As Zan Zheng took his place, unzipping the back of his jumpsuit, she focused on herself. She had to do this properly, or he was going to expect more. Time to take it to the next level.

You've been an airhead. Show him a slut.

It was easy to do that; she'd been holding back with too many, blueballing herself as much as she had been the people that came after her. The panda wasn't that bad looking, and she was desperate enough to think that this might not be bad. A little bit of action before she went on the run...just a bit.

She reached for the buttons at the back of her neck, making her motions smooth, gentle, but confident. She flexed her beak in a smile, a teasing tilt of her head, a slow close to her eyes barely being open. Just a slit, just enough to show interest -

Bingo...

He was getting an erection, proof that she was on the right track, at least. She smiled, swaying her hips slowly, letting the movement bring the dress up and down, up and down, taking the slit to make sure that it showed her legs better than before.

As he groped himself, she turned slowly, turning her back to him. Her tail feathers came up, showing off her ass. It was curvier, bigger than her chest was, and she made full use of it as she leaned forward, delicately extending one leg to show off just how she could pose, offer herself, and then stood up again. The buttons were coming undone one by one along her back, and she let the red fabric slide along her shoulders, showing off the delicate features and fine bones of her shape.

A little more. Just a bit more.

Pop, pop, pop went the buttons, ending just under her tail feathers. She sighed as she lifted her arms over her head, posing in a position that was just short of a tasteful nude, feeling the air passing through the gaps of her dress to touch her more intimate places. Serena looked over her shoulder.

"Enjoying yourself?"

"You know it."

"Well, get ready for the real thing."

She smiled, bringing her arms back down. The movement made the dress fall off in one fell swoop, exposing the skimpy black underthings that she'd brought with her. Her thong barely covered the gap between her cheeks, leaving just the illusion of a black line there to cover her modesty, while her top was all but nonexistent, wrapping around her sides in cups and pasties rather than a proper bra. She turned slowly, letting him get a good look at the brown-red thing, how it cupped her breasts perfectly, giving a nude illusion.

"You like?"

"Mmmph..." Zan smirked, pulling one arm from his suit and nodding, groping at his rising bulge. "Oh, I like."

"You think this is worth six hours, perhaps?"

"Four, girl. Don't push it."

"Oh, well. I had to ask."

"Ask away, as long as you don't expect too much."

It was worth a try, though it was more to keep him from paying too much attention as she shifted her stunner to face outward. A good touch, just at the end of the romp, and they'd be done with this. She'd leave him shaking, probably for a good eight hours, at least, and then get her stuff together and off on one of the better pleasure liners. No shuttle for her; some rich entertainment was all but required for the life she wanted to lead.

"Come on, girl, don't get shy now."

"Oh, I'm not..."

She smiled as she stepped closer, rolling her shoulders and all but shrugging off her bra. Her breasts were, perhaps, her smallest feature, little more than A-cups, on the smaller side of B, but they were still there. Elegant, too, just enough to get the eye and hold them, fitting with her slender frame. She leaned forward, all but inviting him to reach out and touch them, and he groaned in clear desire. He reached out -

"Ah, ah..."

Turning on her heel, she hip-checked his hand.

"Not yet...Not until I'm all the way naked."

"Mmmph...I'm not used to a woman holding out on me like this..."

"I know."

She turned, hearing the soft stretch and pull of his suit coming off. When she turned back, she knew that she'd see him completely naked, probably hard, probably ready for her to start riding him. She was ready for that - she hoped - and took a few deep breaths to steady herself. It was the first time that she'd taken the 'bribes' and such this far, and it was the first time that she'd really taken someone like this that would have some power over her if she got this wrong.

In a way, it was almost...intoxicating. She wondered what it would have felt like to do this more often.

She put that out of her mind, slowly shuffling her way out of her thong. Serena took her time, making sure that every inch of the fabric sliding down her hips exposed more than it needed to, more of her ass and her curves and everything than just shucking them off would do. She swayed, she rolled her hips, she bounced her ass, and she could hear the soft gasps and grunts from behind. The little plap-plap sound of a hand stroking hard only made it better, in her opinion.

"Mmm...sounds like you're ready for me, alright," she said.

"Turn around. I want this...and I know you do, too."

Her body definitely did; she wasn't sure that she did, but there was enough going on in her head to fake it. She turned around -

And was rather shocked to find that he had a pretty decent shaft. Nothing huge, but a good seven inches, and thick enough to make sure that she'd feel it when she was riding it. It was already a little slick at the tip, and she smiled; it wouldn't take long to get him the rest of the way there, with what she knew of men. She smiled, spreading her legs slightly, running her hands up her thighs to spread her sex, and was almost surprised to feel just how wet she was down there.

...Maybe too long of a dry spell...

She didn't let it show on her face. Instead, she climbed into bed with the panda, gently pushing him onto his back and straddling his hips. His cock rested against her thighs, sliding up them to rest just under her pussy. It was harder and hotter than she thought, and the secretary bird groaned without meaning to as she settled over him.

"Mmmph..."

"You're gorgeous, ma'am," he said, chuckling as he rested his hands on her hips. "And if there's not been someone to tell you that for a while, then you're clearly in the wrong place."

"Mmmph...shut up..."

"And fuck you. Heh, with pleasure."

She expected the sudden pull, but she didn't expect just how good it would feel to have something inside her again after she'd lost interest in her dildos and other toys. The sudden stretch, the heat, the rigidity, all combined to hit buttons that the secretary bird had forgotten she had. A shameless moan slid past her beak, and she huffed as she slid her hips forward, taking him to the hilt right from the start.

It wasn't a painful stretch, but nor was it an entirely easy one. It was that perfect sort of thing that just fit with her, and her inner walls clenched down hard as she reminded herself what she needed to do.

Ride. Give him a good time. Keep him from paying attention.

She slid her hands from her hips to his shoulders, leaning forward as she started to ride him properly. Up, down, up, down, each time feeling his hips rise to meet her when she came down, each time feeling that soft squelch as his cock popped into place inside of her. She kept back the other moans, just riding him, giving him the feeling of being inside someone far above his station, knowing that this was the sort of thing that someone like him would rarely get.

At the same time, she threw in the slow swivels of her hips, making good on her promise that she was better than her cousins. She knew how to take a dick, how to make it feel good. Even now, so far from the old days, females needed to know how to keep a male twisted around their fingers. Pleasure, pleasure was the key way for that, and being better at giving it meant a better chance of leading men around by the dick.

Usually.

Oh, yes...that's it...

And he was showing his pleasure, too. Zan Zheng, the famous panda, had his eyes closed as he huffed from her tight pussy wrapped around his cock. The secretary bird smiled, fanning her tail feathers again, using them to tickle his sac as he groaned and huffed under her. Every time she rolled her hips back, she felt his balls jump, spitting more pre-cum inside of her. The idea of taking him so far, making him this excited so quickly, was quite the ego trip, she had to admit.

Up, down, up, down, and she found that she really didn't have to fake her pleasure as she rode him. She was getting into it, her cheeks burning slightly and her nipples getting harder as she started to pick up the pace. The wet smack, smack, smack of their hips colliding, his firm grip around her hips, the way that he grunted when she shifted the way that she rode him - sometimes leaning forward, sometimes back - only added to the whole thing. She had forgotten how sexy the sounds were that a lover could make when they were getting fucked.

Up, down, swiveling, taking her time to slide her hips to the left or right on some of her bouncing motions. She could feel him gasping, shivering under her, his hands clenching tighter on her hips but never keeping her from doing it. He was only setting the pace; she set the direction, the angle, and he made sure that she always landed right at the base of his cock every time that she came down.

Firm.

Full.

Large.

The harder she rode, the more she felt it. The stiffness and heat was like the perfect spread for her sex, and she huffed under her breath. The stunner was almost forgotten, but the fact that she couldn't use it while they were touching without risking being stunned herself no longer bothered her. It was more an excuse to keep this going. To keep riding, to keep feeling that thing going into her.

In, out, in, out, in -

"Mmm...you're beautiful..."

She was, and the throbbing pleasure of him trying to hold back was almost as arousing as the feeling of him inside of her. She was the beauty of the family, better than the others, and smarter. And here she was, about to escape again.

"Give it to me," she whispered. "Flood me."

Up, down, up, down. She was as wet as he was hard, and she could feel the sheer heat of their bodies grinding together more than ever. Her clit throbbed, her pussy was clenching down hard, and her talons were gripping at the sheets as she rode that shaft, harder, faster, slamming her hips down time and time again. It felt so good, and she wanted...oh she craved...she was -

"NNNGH!"

Zan Zheng slammed in, and she sat down hard, feeling his cum spurting into her like a wake-up call. It almost pushed her over the edge, but she clung to sanity, holding out against the waves of pleasure. This was almost her chance. Almost time. Almost.

He kept cumming, cumming, cumming, until his hands finally slipped from her hips. She rolled to the side, all but falling against the bed, panting as she tried to catch her breath. Her legs were shaking, and she could tell that she could have cum if she hadn't been holding back just a bit. Just a bit. To make sure that she was ready to run. Oh, she was full. So full, so warm, so...so wet as it started oozing and bubbling out of her.

"It's a pity," she muttered.

"What?"

"To say goodbye."

She reached out, her wrist against his chest...and realized that the bracelet was no longer there. Serena's eyes went wide, only for the panda to hold up the bracelet in his other hand, flicking it around his finger.

"Figured you were planning something sneaky." He chuckled. "That said, I'm not opposed to keeping to the terms of our agreement...but how do you feel about raising that just a bit?"

"...I'm listening."

"I will give you an additional two hours for every round we have. A base four, and then two more for every round we do going forward."

It was degrading and completely unsurprising that the panda would want to continue this. Serena was, after all, quite the talented woman, but...

Well, she supposed that she could use as much time as she could get. Her legs were shaky, but she was still well on the edge of being satisfied, and if he could keep going...well, she wouldn't say no. Even as she told herself that there was every reason to fuck as long as possible and just treat him like a tool, some part of the secretary bird wondered if there was a way to take him with her...

As a toy, of course. Not as anything more. Certainly not as a lover.

The End

Summary: A scion of a rich family ends up getting caught by a gentleman adventurer, and offers some pleasure to be let loose.

Tags: M/F, Bounty Hunter, Sci-Fi, Sex for Freedom, Stripping, Teasing, Vaginal, Orgasm, Cum, Creampie, Wet, What, Panda, Giant Panda, Secretary Bird, Avian, Riding,