# A good day for a walk! Author: Kaurenwind Tags: Blowjob, Collar, Cum, Draenei, F/Herm, Hyper, Leash, Tit Fuck, Worgen, World of Warcraft, walking (( People seemed to like my last story, so here's a longer one! ))     Rhiandra snoozed on the floor of the kennel she had been put inside, the  dull lights of the room buzzing with electricity, a large pile of hay and  feathers having been provided for her as an area to rest between her  breedings. Already stuffed full of doggy cum, with a whole litter of  puppies on the way, the guild had given the worgen some time off; even let  her off her leash for a week so she could more easily adjust to her new  life as The Kith's breeder.  The door to her room slowly creaked open, a  tall, blue woman trotting inside towards Rhia, easily recognizable as a  draenei female. "Excuse me." She said softly, peering down over the sleeping Glinean, her  tail slowly swaying behind her as she tried to wake up the woman as gently  as possible. "Ahem~ excuse me!" She let out a bit louder, her right hoof  prodding at the worgen's belly as she ramped up her attempt at rousing the  woman from her sleep. At the push to her body, Rhiandra couldn't help but  mumble softly and reach out to bat weakly at the intrusion, a second prod  by the same hoof quickly following, coaxing the slumbering girl awake. Rubbing her eyes, Rhiandra blinked once or twice while she stared up at  the figure standing next to her, crawling up into a sitting position and  yawning heavily to the draenei. "Mmmf... what is it?" She asked with another  yawn, her hands moving to rub against the collar around her neck, giving  it a tug as she was reminded of her position in this guild. Thinking back,  she smiled softly at how she came to be a part of the Kith, a blood  contract had been signed a few weeks ago, binding her to the guild,  promising her food, shelter and a family. The guild's HQ was stationed in the ruined Barracks of Stormwind, where  the Park used to be before Deathwing obliterated it, that kennel of hers  placed in the basement. Giving the woman a soft pat on the top of the  head, the draenei offered her a hand up, which was quickly taken by the  Gilnean who was hoisted to her hind paws with silent thanks. Once  standing, Rhiandra soaked in the sight of the gorgeous draenei, almost  undressing her with her eyes, though she didn't have much to go! The woman  was so scantily clad, those huge tits of hers almost busting out of her  top, the nipples nearly visible, a ridiculous amount of cleavage showing  from the tightly stretched shirt. Rhia trailed down to the woman's hips,  blushing just slightly as she noted those wide, womanly curves, the worgen  nowhere near as endowed as this draenei. "I'm to take you for a walk today, pup. The name's Perspective, I'm the  leader of the Kith, and your new owner in a way. The blood contract you  signed saw to that." The woman smirked as she attached the worgen's leash  to the ring in her collar, tugging her along as she trotted out of the  kennel, up the long stairs to the main floor, and then out the large door  at the front. Pers slowly started to walk through the Canals of Stormwind,  a wide grin on her face as she paraded her new breeding slut around,  showing her off for the whole city to stare at and know that she was her  owner. A feral sense of belonging crept up on Rhia as she was leashed and dragged  along by the draenei, the blush disappearing from her muzzle as she  obediently crawled on all fours behind her guild leader, like a real pup!  When she had been bitten by the cursed worgen, the doctor had done  everything in his power to help her become human again, but she was too  weak to take the entire potion, and was forced to remain in her worgen  form. Since that day, her canine senses had become one of the most  important points in her life, one of the highest determining factors in  everything she did. She couldn't help but feel good about being led around on a leash, her  rump waggling in the air as she followed the draenei around everywhere she  was paraded. Those canine feelings and emotions had been amplified by  being stuck in her worgen form, a heightened sense of smell, a need to be  loved and owned, and the simple joy of having her head patted and belly  scratched. She was much more dog than she was human, and she absolutely  loved it. Perspective tugged her little pup slut into a back street in Stormwind, a  wide grin on her lips as she backed the woman up against a wall, her long  blue tail flicking around behind her. "Mmm... time for a little fun, you  whore. I was watching you in your kennel when you were being bred like a  good girl, I had to have some of that fuzzy ass for myself." Sliding her  hand down to her leggings, the draenei tugged the buckle off, then pulled  the pair of pants down to expose her achingly bulging panties. The large  drae-dick held back by the thin fabric, but just barely.  Rhia gasped as her eyes locked onto that thick bulge, her mind racing with  thoughts of being bred like a good bitch, ravaged by such a large member.  The worgen gulped audibly, Pers waiting for the girl to do what she knew  was best, those fuzzy hands of hers slowly moving up to gently rub across  those tented panties, eliciting a moan from the tall draenei. Quivering  behind the tightly stretched fabric, that blue cock jumped and throbbed at  the worgen's touch, the musky scent of the woman powerfully influencing  the Gilnean's mind, causing it to go into overdrive, coaxing the feral  side to the fore.  Pers recognized the glazed look from when she was bred, a soft cackle  escaping her lips as she tugged the worgen's leash, forcing the woman's  nose right up into her crotch, flooding that strong canine muzzle with  heated pheromones. At this point, Rhia began to drool like a hungry dog, a  growl emitting from her lips as she greedily tugged the panties from the  draenei's legs, the long blue dick flopping out to smack against her  muzzle. Well over a foot long, that throbbing blue meat drooled her thick  precum, that slutty worgen wallowing in the scent, soaking it in, loving  each and every texture that she could pick out from the overall smell. Not wasting any more time, Pers reared her hips back, smirking as the  worgen opened up her muzzle receptively, before thrusting her cock deep  into the awaiting maw. The submissive woman instantly wrapped those lips  tightly around the thick, veined shaft, her throat opening up to take in  as much drae-cock as she could. Only halfway inside, the draenei hit her  max, unable to thrust any deeper inside of this little cockwhore of a  girl. Rearing back and thrusting forward, the dominant guild leader began  a long, pleasurable rhythm of fucking the girl's face, eliciting more  moans from her own lips as her balls swayed between her legs, sloshing  with lots of yummy seed. Doing the best she could, Rhiandra used that talented tongue of hers to  lap across the length of her new cock treat, murrling so lustfully around  the shaft, working it up and down with her warm, wet muzzle and tight,  constricting throat. Growling and humming, she let her throat vibrate  sexily around the yummy blue dick, sending shivers and thrills up the  other woman's spine, coaxing as much salty precum down her throat as she  could. Her mind was ablaze with thoughts of pleasing the thrusting meat,  her female sex simply dripping wet, so receptive to breeding, just from  getting to suck off such a delicious tasting length. With a heavy groan,  Pers tugged off the little puppy's buttoned-up shirt, exposing her meager  bust and instructing her to wrap them around her fuck stick. Despite their lack of size, the worgen used her tits to the best of her  ability, using them like a little holder, a tunnel of sorts to perfectly  direct that yummy cock straight into her throat. The draenei was in  seventh heaven by now, absolutely loving how her shaft was pleasured by  the fuzzy chest of the girl beneath her, those heavy balls of hers  churning out a whole mess of her precum. She could feel her climax quickly  approaching, her hips thrusting even faster into that obedient muzzle,  deep grunts escaping her lips with each heavy thrust. "Mmm... good doggy. Puppy wants a treat, doesn't she? Oooh yes! You're going  to get it!" Perspective shuddered and quaked as she continued her frantic  thrusting, desiring nothing more than to feed this little girl with more  cum than she could handle. With a few more humps into that tight throat,  the draenei roared out, echoing through the alley as she shoved her cock  as far into the warm muzzle as she could as she erupted with explosive  force into the worgen. Load after load of sticky cum poured down Rhia's  throat, the doggy slut not even having to swallow, every hot spray of seed  going directly into her belly, filling it up nice and full. Her orgasm was nice and long, expanding the worgen's stomach just  slightly, before she pulled out and unloaded a few last ropes across the  girl's face and chest. Panting lightly as she came down from her high,  Pers' hand softly stroked over the Gilnean's head, a smile on her lips as  she cooed down at her. "Goood girl~ such an obedient little pup slut. Get  your shirt on girl." Still caught in the thralls of feral lust, all she  could hear was a muffled sort of command, but the petting assured her that  she did a good job. Very slowly, she came back to her senses, realizing  that she was half naked in the alley, with her guild leader fully clothed,  sitting on a barrel next to her. Rhia immediately buttoned her shirt back up, a heavy blush on her face, as  well as a sticky feeling, shyly reaching up to wipe the seed from her  muzzle before her leash was tugged on again. "Come, bitch... we have some  more for you to do before the day is done." Perspective chuckled, leading  her new pet along behind her, the worgen obediently following on all  fours.   Rhiandra snoozed on the floor of the kennel she had been put inside, the    dull lights of the room buzzing with electricity, a large pile of hay and    feathers having been provided for her as an area to rest between her    breedings. Already stuffed full of doggy cum, with a whole litter of    puppies on the way, the guild had given the worgen some time off; even let    her off her leash for a week so she could more easily adjust to her new    life as The Kith's breeder.  The door to her room slowly creaked open, a    tall, blue woman trotting inside towards Rhia, easily recognizable as a    draenei female. "Excuse me." She said softly, peering down over the sleeping Glinean, her    tail slowly swaying behind her as she tried to wake up the woman as gently    as possible. "Ahem~ excuse me!" She let out a bit louder, her right hoof    prodding at the worgen's belly as she ramped up her attempt at rousing the    woman from her sleep. At the push to her body, Rhiandra couldn't help but    mumble softly and reach out to bat weakly at the intrusion, a second prod    by the same hoof quickly following, coaxing the slumbering girl awake. Rubbing her eyes, Rhiandra blinked once or twice while she stared up at    the figure standing next to her, crawling up into a sitting position and    yawning heavily to the draenei. "Mmmf... what is it?" She asked with another    yawn, her hands moving to rub against the collar around her neck, giving    it a tug as she was reminded of her position in this guild. Thinking back,    she smiled softly at how she came to be a part of the Kith, a blood    contract had been signed a few weeks ago, binding her to the guild,    promising her food, shelter and a family. The guild's HQ was stationed in the ruined Barracks of Stormwind, where    the Park used to be before Deathwing obliterated it, that kennel of hers    placed in the basement. Giving the woman a soft pat on the top of the    head, the draenei offered her a hand up, which was quickly taken by the    Gilnean who was hoisted to her hind paws with silent thanks. Once    standing, Rhiandra soaked in the sight of the gorgeous draenei, almost    undressing her with her eyes, though she didn't have much to go! The woman    was so scantily clad, those huge tits of hers almost busting out of her    top, the nipples nearly visible, a ridiculous amount of cleavage showing    from the tightly stretched shirt. Rhia trailed down to the woman's hips,    blushing just slightly as she noted those wide, womanly curves, the worgen    nowhere near as endowed as this draenei. "I'm to take you for a walk today, pup. The name's Perspective, I'm the    leader of the Kith, and your new owner in a way. The blood contract you    signed saw to that." The woman smirked as she attached the worgen's leash    to the ring in her collar, tugging her along as she trotted out of the    kennel, up the long stairs to the main floor, and then out the large door    at the front. Pers slowly started to walk through the Canals of Stormwind,    a wide grin on her face as she paraded her new breeding slut around,    showing her off for the whole city to stare at and know that she was her    owner. A feral sense of belonging crept up on Rhia as she was leashed and dragged    along by the draenei, the blush disappearing from her muzzle as she    obediently crawled on all fours behind her guild leader, like a real pup!    When she had been bitten by the cursed worgen, the doctor had done    everything in his power to help her become human again, but she was too    weak to take the entire potion, and was forced to remain in her worgen    form. Since that day, her canine senses had become one of the most    important points in her life, one of the highest determining factors in    everything she did. She couldn't help but feel good about being led around on a leash, her    rump waggling in the air as she followed the draenei around everywhere she    was paraded. Those canine feelings and emotions had been amplified by    being stuck in her worgen form, a heightened sense of smell, a need to be    loved and owned, and the simple joy of having her head patted and belly    scratched. She was much more dog than she was human, and she absolutely    loved it. Perspective tugged her little pup slut into a back street in Stormwind, a    wide grin on her lips as she backed the woman up against a wall, her long    blue tail flicking around behind her. "Mmm... time for a little fun, you    whore. I was watching you in your kennel when you were being bred like a    good girl, I had to have some of that fuzzy ass for myself." Sliding her    hand down to her leggings, the draenei tugged the buckle off, then pulled    the pair of pants down to expose her achingly bulging panties. The large    drae-dick held back by the thin fabric, but just barely.  Rhia gasped as her eyes locked onto that thick bulge, her mind racing with    thoughts of being bred like a good bitch, ravaged by such a large member.    The worgen gulped audibly, Pers waiting for the girl to do what she knew    was best, those fuzzy hands of hers slowly moving up to gently rub across    those tented panties, eliciting a moan from the tall draenei. Quivering    behind the tightly stretched fabric, that blue cock jumped and throbbed at    the worgen's touch, the musky scent of the woman powerfully influencing    the Gilnean's mind, causing it to go into overdrive, coaxing the feral    side to the fore.  Pers recognized the glazed look from when she was bred, a soft cackle    escaping her lips as she tugged the worgen's leash, forcing the woman's    nose right up into her crotch, flooding that strong canine muzzle with    heated pheromones. At this point, Rhia began to drool like a hungry dog, a    growl emitting from her lips as she greedily tugged the panties from the    draenei's legs, the long blue dick flopping out to smack against her    muzzle. Well over a foot long, that throbbing blue meat drooled her thick    precum, that slutty worgen wallowing in the scent, soaking it in, loving    each and every texture that she could pick out from the overall smell. Not wasting any more time, Pers reared her hips back, smirking as the    worgen opened up her muzzle receptively, before thrusting her cock deep    into the awaiting maw. The submissive woman instantly wrapped those lips    tightly around the thick, veined shaft, her throat opening up to take in    as much drae-cock as she could. Only halfway inside, the draenei hit her    max, unable to thrust any deeper inside of this little cockwhore of a    girl. Rearing back and thrusting forward, the dominant guild leader began    a long, pleasurable rhythm of fucking the girl's face, eliciting more    moans from her own lips as her balls swayed between her legs, sloshing    with lots of yummy seed. Doing the best she could, Rhiandra used that talented tongue of hers to    lap across the length of her new cock treat, murrling so lustfully around    the shaft, working it up and down with her warm, wet muzzle and tight,    constricting throat. Growling and humming, she let her throat vibrate    sexily around the yummy blue dick, sending shivers and thrills up the    other woman's spine, coaxing as much salty precum down her throat as she    could. Her mind was ablaze with thoughts of pleasing the thrusting meat,    her female sex simply dripping wet, so receptive to breeding, just from    getting to suck off such a delicious tasting length. With a heavy groan,    Pers tugged off the little puppy's buttoned-up shirt, exposing her meager    bust and instructing her to wrap them around her fuck stick. Despite their lack of size, the worgen used her tits to the best of her    ability, using them like a little holder, a tunnel of sorts to perfectly    direct that yummy cock straight into her throat. The draenei was in    seventh heaven by now, absolutely loving how her shaft was pleasured by    the fuzzy chest of the girl beneath her, those heavy balls of hers    churning out a whole mess of her precum. She could feel her climax quickly    approaching, her hips thrusting even faster into that obedient muzzle,    deep grunts escaping her lips with each heavy thrust. "Mmm... good doggy. Puppy wants a treat, doesn't she? Oooh yes! You're going    to get it!" Perspective shuddered and quaked as she continued her frantic    thrusting, desiring nothing more than to feed this little girl with more    cum than she could handle. With a few more humps into that tight throat,    the draenei roared out, echoing through the alley as she shoved her cock    as far into the warm muzzle as she could as she erupted with explosive    force into the worgen. Load after load of sticky cum poured down Rhia's    throat, the doggy slut not even having to swallow, every hot spray of seed    going directly into her belly, filling it up nice and full. Her orgasm was nice and long, expanding the worgen's stomach just    slightly, before she pulled out and unloaded a few last ropes across the    girl's face and chest. Panting lightly as she came down from her high,    Pers' hand softly stroked over the Gilnean's head, a smile on her lips as    she cooed down at her. "Goood girl~ such an obedient little pup slut. Get    your shirt on girl." Still caught in the thralls of feral lust, all she    could hear was a muffled sort of command, but the petting assured her that    she did a good job. Very slowly, she came back to her senses, realizing    that she was half naked in the alley, with her guild leader fully clothed,    sitting on a barrel next to her. Rhia immediately buttoned her shirt back up, a heavy blush on her face, as    well as a sticky feeling, shyly reaching up to wipe the seed from her    muzzle before her leash was tugged on again. "Come, bitch... we have some    more for you to do before the day is done." Perspective chuckled, leading    her new pet along behind her, the worgen obediently following on all    fours. Source: https://sofurry.com/s/rm8OVYYe