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A thief like no other had chosen a pair of fellow thieves for her mark, a duo of shifty Argonians that prided themselves on their smooth, bloodless tactics, choosing to work more with their tongues. Or, when the situation called for it, their genitals. Nobody had ever tried to rob the two of them. When they were away from their lair, it was sealed with a solid stone door, and behind that, a myriad of cunning traps that would impale, burn, behead, and otherwise dispose of any would-be plunderers. And though the traps were deactivated when they were home, it would still be anything but a cakewalk. Cunning and cold-hearted, Zed-Kho and Vek-Cul had not abandoned their bloodshedding roots, and with their quick reflexes and sharp eyes, nothing would get past them. Not alive.

Who would attempt to steal from two such thieves, then? A vixen. She had amassed many riches in her relatively short career, and her trademark was to go after only other thieves. Zed and Vek knew well of her; in the black market, her name, Desiree Longhair, was one that evoked both respect and anger, often in the same individuals. The two Argonians had some respect for the girl, in particular that such a young thing, of the fairer sex, no less, had such a revered record as a criminal, but they would give no quarter if she ever came to their lair; and they knew, with a bit of smugness, that she would eventually try to rob them blind. They were simply too high-profile not to fall under her crosshairs.

Dressed in skintight leathers that were dyed a deep, royal blue to better blend in with the colors of the night, Desiree scaled the back wall of the two Argonians' cliffside fortress, dodging broken glass and nails jammed into the mortar to discourage her kind. Nearing the top, she effortlessly climbed over the last of the wall, landing quietly on the ramparts, her padded feet bare to avoid any noise whatsoever. A fox-raccoon hybrid, the girl had a natural thief mask, and her hair was tied back into a tight ponytail. A beautiful creature by any stretch, Desiree was a vixen who could seduce the most powerful man she wanted with her feminine figure, slender hips, and swollen bosom, but she chose a life of independence and danger, an admirable ambition, to say the least.

The cunning fox made her way into the fortress with vulgar calmness, but her prize, the vault, was at the very bottom, hidden below in the never-used tomb. She had no idea, of course, just a thief's intuition; that was the only place to hide loot, well below the ground, behind layers of traps and many locks. Her advance was cut short before she could even leave the top floor, however; a locked wooden door to the stairs. A simple lock was no deterrent to such a thief as Desiree Longhair, however. Pulling a pin from one of her pockets, she easily wiggled the lock apart and shoved the door open, going down the moonlit stairs with care in her steps.

It was unnerving to Desiree that she met no resistence; no traps, simple locks, and no signs of Zed or Vek. As much as she knew something was wrong, however, she couldn't resist the loot to be had. A brief tour of the fortress brought her to the catacombs, and inside, lit by torches and magnificently glistening, she found a dragon's hoard of tresures. Piles of gold and other precious metals and thousands of assorted glistening stones, sapphires and rubies in abundance, with emeralds and diamonds peppered here and there. The vixen felt her heart flutter. It was the the loot of the century!

The girl didn't have too long to think of her new fortune. She was so enamored with the beautiful treasures that she noticed the cold presence behind her too late. Vek-Cul snatched her close, one arm around her slender midsection, and in his free hand, he brandished a sharpened dagger, which he pressed threatening to her neck. "Sss... Thought you were clever, girl? Coming into the lair of a pair of trecherous thieves with only your beauty to protect you?" Though a skilled thief, Desiree had never taken a life, nor seen any combat to speak of. Stealth was her preferred method. With a submissive whimper, she closed her eyes and begged to be spared. With a contemptuous huff, Vek began to drag the knife across her throat, drawing a trickle of blood. The girl yelped, but before he crossed the vital arteries, an authorative voice, free of the hissing that plagued most Argonians, demanded that Vek cease. "Now, now, my sweet Vek-Cul... A man, we'd kill without question, but a lady... Such a lovely one at that... We must be gentlemen." The hidden Argonian stepped into view, from around a pillar in the treasure room. Zed-Kho grinned broadly, and though Vek first snorted, wishing to kill the girl and be done with her, he found himself chuckling. "But of course, Zed..." Vek agreed, tucking away the knife, shoving the vixen down upon a pile of glistening coins. "Where are my mannersss?"

Zed knelt and put a clawed hand on the trembling girl's head, forcing her face-first into the treasures she so lustfully sought. Though she squirmed and whined, the cruel Argonian would not relent, not yet. "Sniff it, girl. This is what you wanted, is it not?" The loot reeked of musk and sex; all at once, Desiree realized the two reptiles must have mated in the piles of treasure many a time. Despite the fear of death, and the shame of capture, the potent reptilian musk sent an odd shiver down her spine, but not enough to outdo the primal sensations she felt. Not yet, at least.

Zed at last let the girl up, and ordered her to stand. With slow, heavy, defeated movements, she stood, looking up at the dominant Argonian with a broken expression. He grinned menacingly at her, and the two lizards converged on the vixen, undressing her in a flurry of careful claw swipes and lewd gropes. The pair took full inventory of her beautiful body, cupping her breasts, squeezing and bouncing them in their cold claws, playing over her sensitive snatch with the same possessive, yet casual motions. "Sss, Zed, I think fortune has smiled upon us..." Vek hissed to his mate, and the dominant reptile nodded in agreement. As his partner squeezed the vixen's breasts from behind, Zed took hold of her shapely bottom, kneading her ass cheeks in a similar way. "Indeed, Vek... Look at this fine treasure that's dropped right into our laps. We should be grateful for such a thing, you know."

Already, Desiree felt helplessly broken and used. Here she had planned to rob the two lizards blind, and instead, she found herself being felt up, with all manners of sexual abuse ahead of her. She wasn't even allowed the honor of a quick death, rather than her fate as a cockwarmer. "Speak, girl... What is your name?" Zed said gently enough, though he knew the answer already. Closing her eyes, speaking quietly, she whispered: "Desiree Longhair." Vek squeezed the girl's breasts tightly, making her shriek in pain. "Louder, girl, nobody can hear when you whisssper like that..." With a shudder and a huff, the vixen nearly shouted her name, and Zed pulled back, trailing a finger up under her chin. "So I thought. Desiree Longhair, the Masked Vixen thief. An inexperienced thief like you must have assumed we'd be an easy mark. How insulting..."

Vek let go of the vixen's chest and stepped back from her as well, watching her shiver in the cold tomb. Reaching out, the Argonian hastily yanked the tie out of her hair, listening to her yelp when a few strands came loose with it. Snickering venomously at her pained cry, he trailed a claw down her spine, stopping at the base of her tail. Zed nodded towards the stairs, and gently clutched the fox by the throat. "Vek, would you go prepare our new treasure's bed for her? I'm going to... Get to know her a bit better..." With a hissing cackle, Vek disappeared up the stairs, and Zed forced Desiree to look him in his cold, slitted eyes. "You're a pretty girl, for a mammal. It's a shame your life comes to this, but you have nobody to blame but yourself..." The Argonian pushed his new slave to her knees then, and he slid off the silk robe he had worn, an outfit made solely for relaxing at his home. Already, his shaft was exposed from molesting the vixen. It stood at nine inches, curving upwards in a way that could please men and women alike in wonderful ways, but slender enough to be accessably pleasant.

Desiree looked upon the Argonian's musky, stiff length with fearful eyes, though it was impossible to truly dispel the mild arousal she felt. She had an unusual interspecices lust for Argonians in particular, though she had never actually mated with one of the scaled creatures. In truth, she was morbidly curious to know how it would be. And she was about to find out, like it or not... "Get to work, now." Zed said with menace in his voice, pushing the back of the girl's head gently. With a little huff, Desiree slowly took the more-or-less human-shaped dick into her muzzle, closing her eyes as the musky flesh slid across her tongue. She simply couldn't contain it, and she let out a soft, shivering moan, much to Zed's amusement. "I should've known... That is the joke about you foxes, isn't it?"

Desiree looked up at her new "owner" with pleading eyes, but Zed had no mercy to give the vixen. Pulling her in, he slowly forced the entirety of his shaft into her warm, wet mouth, closing his eyes in contentment. As she felt that curved, reptilian cock slip into her throat, she began to suck firmly, busying herself to keep her mind off of her fate. Yet, as she worked that dick, suckling and lapping over it, lavishing that cold flesh with her hot muzzle, it began to feel... Natural.

The vixen closed her pretty, green eyes, and let a paw rest upon Zed's scaled hip. Slowly, her other paw slid down her own body, and she teased across her hot, moistening folds with a subtle moan. Though he wasn't looking, Zed was no fool. He could smell blood a mile away, so it was no challenge to smell the fox's aroused snatch. He was fully prepared to beat and rape the girl into utter submission, but if she wanted to bow to him willingly, how could he refuse such a thing? "Enjoying yourself, little vixen?" He asked with a chuckle, gently swirling a finger in her hair, wrapping a few locks around it. Desiree didn't answer, and the Argonian knew already. She just kept working on her captor's swollen, dripping pride, gulping on it with an unmistakable enthusiasm.

"Mammals like you always have so much more loving mouths than my fellow Argonians do..." Zed remarked, finally looking down at his pretty, young slave once again. Desiree blushed at the unusual complement, stroking up and down the length of Zed's thigh, while she skilfully but shamefully teased at her own cunt. The Argonian gently interrupted the girl's slow, sensual cocksucking, encouraging her to pull back with a little tug on her hair. As his manhood slid free of that skilled muzzle, he patted the top of her head as though she were a common pet. The cruel reptile wasn't done yet, however. Easing the girl back, until she laid in a mound of golden coins, he straddled her smooth belly and let his shaft rest between those beautiful, furry tits. Desiree squeaked in indignance as Zed clutched them tightly together and started to fuck her soft, round breasts, despite loving the feel of that cold cock and icy pre on her sensitive boobs. "Aah, I've always wished to try this..." Zed hissed, closing his eyes, kneading the vixen's chest as his cock slid in and out of that hot, soft cleavage again and again.

Panting, and already quite aroused from the girl's cocksucking, Zed found himself nearing a climax. It didn't help that he was titfucking the pretty young vixen hard and fast, violating her sweet, sensitive breasts with his cold, swollen manhood, making her whine and squirm beneath him, though the truth was that the vixen was enjoying it just as much as Zed, if not more. Squirting pre on that pretty face, the Argonian grunted and shuddered, squeezing Desiree's breasts firmly, his long tail lashing behind him as he at last came, splattering the girl's face and cleavage with his cold cum, spending a few moments relaxing and admiring the facial he'd given the bitch. Grinning, he leaned down, licking a rope of his icy jizz off her face, only to kiss her, forcing it into her maw. "Semen face paint is a good look for you, slave. I think I'll leave it on you... Now, on your feet..." Zed's tone went from mischevious and naughty to downright menacing as he stood, and the broken vixen obeyed without hesitation. Zed reached out and took hold of one of his new treasure's young, modest breasts, clutching it in his cold claws, making the fox gasp and shiver in a way he found most pleasing.

"It's so nice to see you cooperating. I've had to do away with so many mammals who just wouldn't acknowledge their place." Desiree lowered her ears, clasping her paws behind her back shyly. "Mn... How long are you planning on keeping me?" She asked with a sweet, shy tone, and Zed simply chuckled. "That's not the sort of question such a pretty girl should bother herself with. Now, this way." Zed dismissively commanded, leading the girl up the stairs, and across the fort to the Argonians' bedroom. It was a gem in the cold fortress, a miniature palace of sexuality and decadence, but suspended near the bed was a heavy, iron cage, like an oversized birdcage. Vek stood near it, fastening a few chains to the ceiling, the final touches, as it were. At the sight of it, Desiree let out a helpless whimper and pressed into Zed, knowing all at once that it would be her new home.

Vek, seemingly the more sadistic of the two, opened the heavy, swinging door and gestured with diabolical grandeur towards it. "Go on, girl. I prepared thisss just for you..." He said, grinning broadly at the vixen. As if expecting him to save her, Desiree looked up into Zed's eyes, but instead, he lifted her and set her gently inside. The girl knew running would only worsen things for herself, and so she pressed her rump to the ice-cold steel floor, hugging her knees to her chest with a defeated whine. As Vek fastened the door, Zed reached through the bars, stroking the girl's hip. "Now now, sweet slave, you won't rot in that cage. Only when we have no immediate use for you will you sit in it... Perhaps we'll fashion you a leash and collar if you behave." His voice was surprisingly calm and soothing, and, even more surprisingly, Desiree responded positively to it. "I understand."

Soon, the two Argonians ate their dinner, a fragrant stew made from deer meat, and, though she was in no mood to eat, they offered the girl a bowl of it. After their meal, in plain sight of their slave, the two reptiles soon made love, with Vek showing unwavering submission towards Zed, even going so far as to show a masochistic side as time went on, a fetish that Zed gladly obliged in him in. What began as an admittedly arousing spectacle for Desiree degenerated into a disturbing look at what might await her if she misbehaved.

Much later, as Vek left for a post-sex swim, as he often did, Zed laid in bed, looking over the prone vixen with curious eyes. "Tell me, girl..." He began, and Desiree's head snapped over to the reptile with a sharp, attentive "Hm?" Her eyes were puffy and red, from crying, no doubt, but she had a passable poker face on. "When my love showed you the cage, you looked to me for help. Now, why would that be?" The vixen looked away, blushing and stammering, searching for an answer that just wouldn't come to her. "Did you expect me to simply change my mind?" He asked, smirking, sitting up slowly. "I may treat you with care and consideration, but know your place, Desiree. You are now our personal slave. Don't look to me for help if Vek decides to punish you. Do I make myself clear?"

The vixen's only reply was an awkward grunt, and so Zed stood up, grabbing the cage, giving it a firm shake. "Do I make myself clear, slave?" He asked once again, his slitted eyes burning with a hidden rage. "Yes!" Desiree at last yelped, but Zed wasn't satisfied. Not yet. Reaching in, he pulled the girl down by her hair, and when her neck was close enough, he snatched it tightly, pulling her face to the bars. "Yes what, slave? Say it... You know what I want you to say. It's been on your mind since you knelt for me. You want it, and I demand it... Now say it!" Trembling in fear and shame, and feeling as though she was both lying to and liberating herself, the vixen quietly said: "Yes, master."

Satisfied, Zed released the girl and glanced at the steel door. "Do you want to be out of your cage, slave?" Desiree's only reply was a subtle nod, but it was good enough; Zed never did care for incessant use of formal titles anyway. Unlocking the three padlocks Vek had set, the Argonian swung the door open and let the girl hop down of her own accord. There was the door, wide open, yet she obediently stayed by Zed's side, nude and shivering. Though he didn't yet trust the girl entirely, it was a start, and she showed promise. Like a gentleman, Zed took Desiree's dainty paw and lead her to the bed, soft not with savagely acquired pelts, but sheets and a mattress. Lying back with his slave, Zed-Kho kept a bit of distance from the vixen, allowing her to warm herself in the blankets. "I realize you must not enjoy cuddling up to a cold-blooded creature like myself when it's so cold this evening. Behave, and I'll allow you to have a blanket in your cage."

For once, a smile crossed the vixen's semen-encrusted face, but it disappeared just as quickly. "Hah, prisoner to two Argonians, yet you can still find it in you to smile. Such a curious creature you are, Desiree." Then, nonchalantly, he reached over to cup one of the vixen's breasts yet again, squeezing it fondly through the sheets. "These... These are quite nice, slave... Let me see them, now..." Zed ordered with a sultry tone, and of course, the girl obliged. She slowly uncovered her beautiful chest for Zed, and the reptile hissed in approval, leaning down to first nuzzle, then kiss those sweet tits, pressing his scaly lips to one of her nipples, before letting his long, split tongue swirl around the sensitive, pink, stiff flesh. The vixen moaned, arching her back, putting a soft paw on the back of the Argonian's head, finding herself helplessly aroused by her captor once more. "Please..." She whined, but the Argonian said nothing, ignoring her pleas. Soon, he began to suckle gently upon the vixen's breast, making her gasp and shudder, stifling her half-hearted complaining.

Zed closed his eyes, and while his mouth worked on the vixen's breasts, his cold, cunning claws removed the blanket from the rest of her body. With his treasure exposed, the Argonian planted kisses down her body, kisses that were soft and caring, for a reptile. One between her breasts, then just beneath them, another above her navel, and yet another on it... And then he kissed just above that sweet, wet pussy, sniffing softly in it afterwards, hissing in pleasure as the vixen's mammalian musk filled his attentive nostrils. "I love the scent of you mammal women... Compared to my own species, your musk is like a candy. It's sweet and smooth, more of a taste than a scent..." Zed murred to the vixen, dragging his tongue across her tender folds, making her shiver and groan. She said nothing... But that went both ways, also meaning she wasn't asking him to stop.

Zed carefully spread the vixen's delicate lips with his icy fingertips, and he took a few teasing licks across her pink, wet flesh. The girl clenched her jaw and let out a quiet, muffled groan, arching her back and curling her toes. The Argonian licked harder upon her flesh with long, lingering licks that made the girl moan and squirm for him, swaying her long tail as she did. "Ooh... Oh, yes..." She panted to her master, rubbing the back of his scaly head. Zed hissed in what could only be considered affection, stroking his slave's hips with his cold claws, beginning to thoroughly eat the vixen's wet, tight cunt. With every deep, loving lick, Desiree gasped and groaned to Zed, her passion growing as intense as the Argonian's out-of-sight, swollen, throbbing erection.

As Zed put his long, slender tongue to sinfully good use, lapping across the fox's deepest reaches, Desiree could take no more. Pushing Zed back, the reptile first hissed, but the vixen whimpered in sexual need to him. "Please... I need more than your tongue, master." Desiree pleaded, begging with her voice, eyes, and body. The Argonian grinned, quickly climbing over top of his slave, pressing his long, curved shaft into her dripping, needy snatch with a low hiss. Desiree gasped in bliss, wrapping her arms around the scaled creature, clenching down upon his cock tightly. Zed slowly sank in to the hilt, and when all nine inches were buried in the vixen, he forced a deep, invasive kiss on the slave. Though she at first resisted the Argonian's long, snaking tongue and cold lips, she quickly gave in, pressing close to him, shivering as her stiffened nipples pressed against his cold scales, and his icy precum squirted up into her sensitive passage.

Though it began with her submission, Desiree found herself aggressively kissing back, sucking and slobbering in Zed's mouth. The Argonian shuddered and hissed, starting to mate the vixen nice and slow, but before he could even get into a rhythm, Vek cleared his throat as he entered the room. "Well, well, my sssweet Zed-Kho, you simply couldn't wait to ssshare the girl with me?" He asked, grinning, his body glistening after a cool swim in the lake, and the more submissive reptile sported a swollen erection of his own. It was another whole inch longer than Zed's, a filling ten inches, but it pointed straight, unlike his partner's. Zed broke the kiss and glanced back at his lover, while Desiree just let out a whimpering huff. "Now now, my slave, you'll still get what you want... Just more of it, that's all..." Zed reassured her, giving her a soft nuzzle.

Rolling over with Desiree, Zed let the girl straddle him, and he took hold of her tail, lifting it up high to expose her taut rump to Vek. The other Argonian didn't need any more invitation than that; straddling Zed's legs, Vek slid his pre-slicked shaft between the girl's ass cheeks, and with a careless buck forward, he penetrated her tight ass, making her yelp and clench down upon both males. Zed grinned at the pained noise, and nuzzled into Desiree's muzzle gently. "Shh, start bouncing... Ignore the pain, be a good girl for your masters." Zed said, soothing the vixen a bit. With a quiet whimper, Desiree began to slowly ride Zed's shaft, while Vek went about rhythmically pumping that tight rump, hissing in absolute pleasure as he did, coating her walls in his sticky, icy precum.

In time, being the flexible fox that she was, Desiree felt almost no pain from Vek's cruel penetration, just a lingering sting now and again. She coiled her tail around his body as she rode Zed, doting on him, kissing his nose and cheeks, while he busied himself with her bouncing breasts, cupping and groping them, utterly fascinated with the vixen's tits. "She's very tight, Zed... I don't think she's had anything under her tail before..." Vek whispered, squeezing the vulpine's hips softly. "I haven't... You're the first." Desiree said quietly, keeping her head low now, feeling a familiar tingling in her loins and belly, an approaching climax, wheather she liked it or not. "Aah, god..." She whined, bouncing harder on Zed, clenching on both swollen, hard penises, wanting their cold, reptilian jizz in her body, to feel their cold claws molesting her. The more she enjoyed the sex, the less she missed her freedom and her dignity. She belonged to them, mind, body, and spirit, and she lived only to please them. Perfect slave.

"Aah...! Cum for me, both of you, please!" She begged, whimpering as she rode Zed's shaft. Vek began to pant, and the urge to fuck the girl raw overtook him. The better-endowed Argonian began to furiously breed the vixen's snug asshole, pounding her with rough, quick thrusts that were sure to leave her unable to sit for a few days, and Zed started to hump up into the vixen, who locked up and cried out passionately as a warm orgasm overtook her, sending a blissful pleasure through her sweet, young body, and as she cried out like a bitch in heat, she covered Zed's pride in a sticky, warm honey, a clear, viscous slime that smelled strongly of her feminine musk. "Good girl, good...!" Vek hissed, pulling her ass back into his thrusts, finally plowing in one last time, burying his cock to the hilt as he blew a thick load of his cold, reptilian cum in her, making sweet Desiree shiver and gasp, clenching down hard as that icy splooge painted her un-sullied walls.

As his partner and slave both came, Zed fell prey to a powerful orgasm himself, pulling the vixen down against him as he let loose, arching his back while filling the girl, shooting his own chilled jizz into her womb, filling her with a fertile but incompatible load of his seed. "Aah... Good girl indeed..." Zed said in a sultry tone, kissing Desiree's neck. The vixen shivered and moaned, and very soon, she passed out between the two of them. Zed squeezed the girl close, then grinned up to Vek. "Shall we keep her, my love?" The dominant Argonian asked, and Vek nodded to his partner.

Desiree was to be their beloved slave forever.