{"sf1_id":5599,"sf2_id":"bebWNYKm","title":"RedTails : The Paddled Princess Chapter 01 - Street Sentence","author":"Scarletdown","words":6678,"posted_at":"2005-04-29T03:51:00.000Z","tags":["Authority","Bunny","Exhibitionism","Humiliation","M/F","Prostitution","Punishment","Rimming","Sci-Fi","Spanking","Tiger"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/5599-redtails-the-paddled-princess-chapter-01-street-sentence","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/bebWNYKm","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/8b/65/8b65c8b1-9ff1-45a0-a4ed-e108ca326a14","description":"#1 of RedTails : The Paddled Princess","content":" This story, and in fact, the entire RedTails and ShadowRealms line, are  \ncopyright 2007 - G. Sutton, some rights reserved. These works are released  \nunder the Creative Commons terms of Attribution / Share-Alike / Non-Commercial.  \nThis means that my works may be reposted elsewhere provided that proper credit  \nis given, the full work is available verbatim, and no fee or other restrictions  \nare implemented in order to access my works. Additionally, as per the  \nShare-Alike term, derivative works (such as other stories based on mine, audio  \nrecordings, images, and video) are permitted and highly encouraged. Such  \nderivative works must also be released under the same terms as this original  \nwork.  \n  \nRedTails : Reckonings  \nThe Paddled Princess  \nBy  \nScarletdown  \n  \nChapter I: Street Sentence  \n  \nPowerful muscles rippling beneath soft black leather pants and matching  \nsleeveless top, a Furling Tiger, born and bred to hunt, stalked with grim  \ndetermination through the busy streets of Lovenmusk. Warden Arlin paused as he  \nneared the city's Techno-Leisure district and sniffed at the night air. His  \norange and black striped tail twitched with annoyance, and a disdainful snarl  \ncrossed his feline muzzle as he took in the nearly overpowering mix of aromas  \nthat permeated this part of town; a mix of beers, ales, and hard liquors from  \nseedy bars and raucous clubs; cheap foods from the many sleazy diners and little  \nhole-in-the-wall vendors; and most importantly, the people. The walks flanking  \nthe wide streets were an endlessly flowing river of flesh, fur, scales, and  \nfeathers. Nearly every species imaginable on Lockke, and many from off-world,  \nwas represented here, and their scents mingled together as one.  \nThis part of town never slept. Business of all types was conducted at  \nall hours. Street musicians and dancers performed for passersby, in hopes of  \nreceiving coins and scrip for their efforts. Grey merchants peddled their  \nwares, ranging from gaudy jewelry, to high tech gadgets of questionable origin,  \nsensory chips, assorted chemical substances, and even other people; pleasure  \npets, trained, ready, and willing to satisfy any desire a well-paying master or  \nmistress may have. For those who did not care or were unable to afford the  \ncosts of actually owning a pet, but still wanted to satisfy primal urges;  \nprostitutes, male and female of many diverse species were readily available for  \nhire on the street corners and in high priced brothels. Indeed, most anything  \none might desire could be found in this section of town.  \nArlin was not overly fond of this area. However, his excellency, Regent  \nTormanin, allowed this place to operate freely, provided the shady activities  \nwere confined to this sector only and some semblance of order and safety for the  \ncitizens could be maintained. Tormanin explained early on that the people  \nneeded a place where they could let their inner animal nature freely come forth  \nwithout having to constantly look over their shoulders for the law coming down  \non their tails. However, the people understood that there was also a rigidly  \ndefined boundary as to what was acceptable behavior here, and crossing that line  \nwould result in severe punishments, some of them instantaneous.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; As the Tiger neared the intersection that marked the boundary of the  \nTechno-Leisure district, he was approached by a Furling Rabbit. She had large,  \nliquid blue eyes, and a thick mane of sunny blonde hair which dropped in wavy  \ncurls down to just below her shoulders. Her fur was two toned; a golden brown,  \nwith a blue-white treasure trail that started at the lower half of her fluffy  \ncheeks and muzzle; covered her neck, chest, and firm stomach, and continued down  \nbetween her muscular thighs. She was wearing nothing but a tiny black vinyl  \nthong, a black half shirt that dropped to just below her breasts, thigh-length  \nblack fishnet tights, and black sandals with low heels. She looked most  \ntantalizing. Her eyes were half closed and her ears seductively laid back as  \nshe put a gentle paw on Arlin's shoulder.  \nArlin cocked his head to one side and gave the Rabbit a look through  \nsquinted eyes, \"Erm, may I help you, miss?\" he politely asked.  \nShe giggled and shook her head, \"Well, actually, her voice was soft and  \nwispy, I was going to ask you the same thing. Perhaps we can help each other?\"  \nShe ran her fingers along his jawline and under his chin, then did a half turn  \nand gazed at him over her shoulder with a look that Arlin knew all too well.  \nShe patted her wide, plush, gold and blue rump and twitched her tail invitingly.  \n\"My rates are most reasonable, and I'm willing to submit to nearly  \nanything that you might wish to do with me, within reason of course.\"  \nArlin nodded thoughtfully and gave the girl a cool gaze that caused her  \nto instantly realize that she had just made a major error here. He flashed her  \nhis i.d. and introduced himself, \"Miss, you are attempting to sell your services  \nto an officer of the Regency Court, and outside the boundaries of where  \nprostitution and other grey activities are tolerated.\" He gestured to the other  \nside of the street. \"That is a class C offense, and I must now declare you  \nunder arrest. Please present your identification.\"  \nThe Rabbit's expression promptly changed from one of sultry  \nseductiveness to wide-eyed fear as she reached into her shoulder bag and  \nextracted her i.d. card. As she surrendered her card to Arlin, she made a  \nfeeble attempt to talk her way out of her predicament.  \n\"Please, sir, please. I didn't know. I'm new in town and was just  \nhoping to earn a little extra spending money since me and my employer have had a  \nstreak of less than stellar contract jobs, and...\"  \nArlin looked over her i.d. and shushed her with a touch of his finger on  \nher muzzle, \"Miss Karma, of Arborvale; co-decker aboard the Shadowglider Silver  \nBanshee, registered to one Firefly Hollebrange of Arborvale,\" he took a gentle  \ngrip on her shoulder and guided her over to a bench beside a hover train stop.  \n\"We have regulations to uphold here that maintain a very fine balance  \nbetween order and anarchy in this part of town,\" he explained. \"Grey activities  \nare to be confined to the Techno-Leisure sector, which begins across the street  \nthere. That helps to keep the peace for the rest of Lovenmusk, and we have zero  \ntolerance for those carrying on such activities outside the prescribed  \nboundaries.\"  \nKarma again pleaded for lenience, \"But Warden, Arlin, I truly did not  \nknow. If you could just give me a warning, I'll hurry over to the other side of  \nthe street and never venture over here to conduct my business again. I give you  \nmy solemn word. Please? I don't want to get locked up in the dungeons.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The Tiger sniffed at the scent sample on the back of Karma's i.d., then  \ngestured towards the long wooden seat, \"Please face the bench and bend over,  \nfeet apart and paws on the back rest.\" Karma obediently complied, knowing  \nbetter than to disobey a Street Hunter. She assumed a very tantalizing  \nvulnerable position, with her back arched and her fluffy teardrop-shaped tail  \nheld straight up. Arlin then knelt behind the frightened spread-eagle Bunny,  \npulled aside the narrow strip of vinyl holding her thong in place, pressed his  \nmuzzle between the soft mounds of her delicious-looking bottom, and took a deep  \nwhiff of her intoxicating scent. Satisfied that everything on her i.d. was in  \norder, he stood up again, and continued his explanation of how this town  \noperated.  \n\"So then, Miss Karma,\" he began. He placed a paw firmly on the middle  \nof her back to keep her in place when she started to get up, \"No, keep your  \nposition, girl. Remember, you are still under arrest. Now, as I said before,  \nwe have a zero tolerance policy for grey activities outside the prescribed  \nboundaries, and you are guilty of violating that regulation.\"  \n\"But I didn't know,\" Karma repeated.  \nArlin gave her a firm smack on her upturned rump with his open paw,  \n\"Shush, please and listen. We can not allow ignorance as an excuse to let  \nviolators get off free and clear. If we started making exceptions, then others  \nwill start pushing beyond the limits we set here since they saw someone else go  \nunpunished. That would cause this fragile balance we painstakingly maintain to  \nultimately break down into chaos.\"  \nKarma sighed and sniffled, \"Then...then what's going to happen to me,  \nWarden?\" she asked, \"Am I going to be locked away in the dungeons now?\"  \n\"That is one possible outcome,\" he growled, \"or you can accept a street  \nsentence instead. Look at me.\" Karma turned her head and blinked nervously as  \nArlin removed a narrow rod from his belt and gave it a squeeze. The rod  \nextended into a full-length riding crop, which hummed softly with energy.  \nThe Rabbit swallowed hard and her tail dropped down over the crevasse of  \nher ass like a protective flap, \"A lightning crop? So you are going to give me  \nan electrified spanking?\"  \nArlin nodded his head, his expression most serious and grave, \"Yes,  \nKarma of Arborvale. Ten strokes at medium charge across your bottom is the  \nstandard street sentence for a class C offense like you are guilty of.\"  \nThe Rabbit gave a frightened whimper, her whole body trembling  \nnervously, \"That seems a little harsh for something so minor and harmless.\"  \n\"That's our law. We don't fuck around, and the people who work and play  \nin this part of town understand and accept this arrangement. However, you could  \ndecline the street sentence and choose to spend a night and a day in the Regency  \nCourt's dungeons. But I would not recommend such a choice.\"  \n\"Why not?\" Karma asked.  \n\"Because during your confinement,\" the Tiger explained, \"you would still  \nbe subjected to physical punishments, most likely much less desirable than a  \nmere spanking. And additionally, you would also be assessed a rather heavy  \nfine.\"  \n\"In other words, I can have it quick, humiliating, and painful; or drawn  \nout, expensive, and even more painful.\" Karma gave a resigned sigh, bowed her  \nhead, and raised her tail again, \"And then Firefly would roast my ass some more  \nafterwards for costing us so much scarce money. Okay, fine. Let's go with the  \nquick and painful choice. My ass is for your pleasure, Warden Arlin.\"  \nThe Tiger gave her a sympathetic smile and patted her trembling flank,  \n\"Indeed it is, Karma of Arborvale. Indeed it is.\" He rubbed the crop over her  \nbottom. The energy flowing through the rod caused a nervous shudder to course  \nthrough the girl's body, and the fur on her rear to stand on end. She inhaled  \ndeeply as Arlin swung the rod up high over her wide behind. \"Ten at medium  \ncharge,\" he repeated, then brought the rod down in a graceful arc towards its  \nvulnerably exposed target.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The riding crop connected dead center across Karma's butt, landing with  \na dull smack that was followed by the buzzing snap of electricity being  \ntransferred into the Rabbit's nether flesh. The impact caused her to suddenly  \nexhale, and the shock made her gasp, while her back arched and her legs spasmed  \nhelplessly.  \nArlin raised the crop again and gave a warning gaze to the crowd that  \nwas gathering to watch this Bunny whore get her beautiful bottom spanked. The  \nspectators backed off a few paces, and then the Tiger swung the crop down again.  \nThis time, it struck only the left side of Karma's butt, with another buzz-snap  \nas it again discharged its electrical payload into her wide, plush rear.  \nKarma's haunches flexed delightfully, and she gave a soft whimper, blinking back  \ntears that threatened to dampen her cheek fluff as the Warden's crop did its job  \non her bottom. This was followed immediately by a matching blow on the right  \nside of her ass.  \nThe fourth stroke of the crop, like the first, struck dead center across  \nher rump, inflicting its punishment equally on both cheeks, and harder than the  \nfirst two. The Rabbit yelped loudly as the electric fire burned through her  \nass. Her paws took a tighter grip on the back of the bench, and the insides of  \nher long ears began to warm up with embarrassment. She smelled the distinctive  \nscent of arousal coming from the curious bystanders who had gathered to watch  \nher get her butt spanked. And despite the intense punishment, Karma herself  \nfelt a touch of moistness forming under her thong and between her thighs. She  \nyelped again as the riding crop struck, this time along the lower curve of her  \nbottom.  \nFive down, five to go. She sighed and closed her eyes tight, gritting  \nher teeth against the unfathomable pain coursing through her south end as the  \nTiger relentlessly carried out his task, maintaining a smooth and steady beat,  \neach electrified swat as hard and biting as its predecessor. After what seemed  \nlike an eternity in which not a single square inch of her bottom escaped the  \nkiss of the electric riding crop, the tenth and final stroke impacted across the  \ncenter of the trembling Bunny's sorely abused butt, much harder than the  \nprevious nine. A final burst of electricity shot through her rear, and then it  \nwas over. Her street sentence had been carried out in full, and as she held her  \nposition, awaiting the Tiger's instructions, she vowed to herself to never do  \nanything stupid enough to suffer this painful and humiliating punishment ever  \nagain.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Arlin gave the handle of his riding crop a gentle squeeze, and it  \nretracted into itself like a stiff cock going back into its sheath. He put the  \ncrop back on his belt, and gave Karma a gentle pat on her burning rump, \"You can  \nget up now, miss. Justice has been served.\"  \nStill sobbing softly as the intense stinging in her backside lingered  \non, Karma stood upright and gingerly rubbed her sore bottom. While Arlin made a  \nfew more notes in his datapad, she couldn't help but blush as she noticed the  \nprominent bulge in his tight leather pants. She couldn't really blame him for  \ngetting aroused, considering the nature of the punishment he had just  \nadministered on her furry butt, but it was still rather humiliating knowing that  \nhe had enjoyed carrying out his task, and that the bystanders, judging from the  \nexpressions on their faces and muzzles, thoroughly enjoyed the little street  \nshow at her expense. The Tiger finished his incident report and handed Karma's  \ni.d. card back to her. She stashed it in her pack, then accepted Arlin's  \nproffered arm, and he escorted her across the busy street.  \n\"I do hope you learned a valuable lesson tonight about our laws and  \ncustoms, Miss Karma,\" Arlin said, as they walked together, arm in arm.  \nKarma nodded and sniffled, \"Indeed I did, Warden. I will be much more  \ncareful of where I operate here in Lovenmusk from now on. And I will be sure to  \ndownload the city ordinances to ensure that I don't fuck up like this again.\"  \n\"That is a wise idea, m'lady. You definitely do not want to cross odds  \nwith the Street Hunters again. Because a second offense would result in twenty  \nstrokes, plus a series of rectal shocks, light setting but still quite painful.  \nAnd a third incident would land you in the dungeons for three days.\"  \nThe Rabbit shuddered and protectively placed a paw over her butt as she  \nthought about how such a punishment would feel, \"Oh, trust me. There will never  \nbe a second offense from me, Warden.\"  \nThey reached the other side of the street, and Arlin released his gentle  \ngrip on Karma's arm. \"Well, here we are, miss. Now you are free to sell your  \ntail all night.\"  \nShe nodded and smiled at the big Tiger, \"And my offer still stands,  \nWarden. I'm sure that after spanking me in front of all those people back  \nthere, you could use some relief...\"  \n\"Perhaps later,\" Arlin cut her off, \"I am on the hunt tonight, and  \nreally must get back to my mission.\"  \nKarma pouted, then gave him a tender kiss on the cheek, \"Well, I'll be  \nout late anyway. So you should be able to find me if you change your mind.  \nGood hunting to you tonight, Warden Arlin.\"  \n\"And good hunting to you too,\" Karma, Arlin replied, \"May you return to  \nyour lodgings with a buttload of coin and cash.\" He started to turn away and  \nhead up the street, then turned around and gave the Rabbit a curious gaze. \"Oh,  \nKarma? I have just one other question for you.\"  \n\"Fire away, Warden,\" she said.  \n\"Your info shows that you are a decker on a Shadowglider,\" Arlin stated,  \n\"However, your info also shows that you have no neural socket, which is a  \ncritical trait for a decker. Does this by chance mean that...\"  \nKarma giggled and blushed, her ears flattening down against her back as  \nshe interrupted his questioning, \"Yes, Warden. It's true. I have no neural  \ninterface socket. That is something I never had a desire to get installed, too  \nintrusive for my tastes. Instead, as you have guessed, I use one of those new  \nventral interfaces.\"  \nThis time, it was Arlin's turn to blush, \"Er...well...isn't that just as  \nintrusive?\"  \nShe shrugged and smiled, \"Yeah sure. It might be. But it is intrusive  \nin ways that I don't mind.\"  \nThe Tiger nodded understanding, \"I see. Well anyway, again, good  \nevening and good hunting.\" He turned around again and padded down the busy  \nsidewalk, his thoughts still filled with the images of the Bunny's plush bottom  \nupthrust for all to see as it received the full measure of the street sentence.  \nDepending on how his hunt tonight went, he decided that he may very well seek  \nout Karma later and purchase her services for an hour or two.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; This part of town was even busier than normal tonight, Arlin mused as he  \nwaded through the crowd. He paused occasionally to take a peek inside various  \nnight clubs and bars, then continued on his way when he did not detect the  \nscents of his quarry. As he made his way deeper into the heart of the  \nTechno-Leisure sector, angry curses were heard coming from up the street. The  \nsource of the disturbance came into view in short order. A sleek,  \nfour-passenger road speeder raced past him, its hoverlifts keeping it knee-high  \noff the ground as its driver, an Ornith Crow, expertly maneuvered the car  \nthrough the heavy, slow-moving traffic. Close behind the fleeing speeder, a  \nStreet Hunters cruiser matched it move for move. The cruiser sported the  \nmarkings of the Regency Court, and Arlin recognized the pretty Furling Otter  \nlass at its controls.  \nDenali was one of the newest recruits in Arlin's department, and the  \ngirl was already proving to be one of the hottest Street Hunters in Regent  \nTormanin's service. She was naturally skilled with the controls of her street  \ncruiser, not even needing a neural interface or any other biohardware to enhance  \nher abilities. She also bore an investigative instinct that put many of the  \nveteran Hunters to shame. But as is common with most young, raw recruits,  \nDenali's innate talents and enthusiasm for her work were tempered by brash  \nimpulsiveness and the recklessness of youth.  \nThe cruiser swerved to the left, narrowly avoiding a head-on collision  \nwith a public transport hover train. Denali ended up over correcting by just a  \nsmall margin, resulting in her clipping a street lamp with the rear end of her  \ncruiser, and also taking out a parked powerbike as well; leaving its pissed off  \nowner, a Furling Ferret, swearing like a Goblin and shaking her little fist in  \nits wake. Fortunately, the Otter's recklessness could and would be corralled  \nand reigned in over time, with frequent disciplinary sessions. In fact, Arlin  \ndetermined that first thing in the morning, Denali would have one of those  \nsessions over the Tiger's knee, and she would experience the first of what would  \nprobably be many meetings between her pretty bottom and his paddle. This was  \none of the fringe benefits of the Court Warden's job, and it was no secret that  \nthe Tiger absolutely loved this delightful duty which he unfailingly and  \nvigorously carried out with great enthusiasm on the bottoms of his subordinates.  \nHe allowed himself a brief smile as he thought about tomorrow's proceedings,  \nthen turned his attention to the latest police business at paw.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Arlin padded over to the Ferret girl as she mournfully looked over the  \nwreckage of her bike, and presented his identification, \"Pardon me, miss,\" he  \nbegan, his voice low and calm, \"Warden Arlin, Regency Court at your service. On  \nbehalf of our Security Forces, I wish to express my sincere regrets over your  \nmost unfortunate mishap and...\"  \n\"Regrets?\" the enraged Ferret chittered at him. Her sable fur bristled  \nas she gave the Tiger a chilling glare that could make any of the Infernal  \nRealms freeze over, \"Unfortunate mishap? My sweet musky ass! I'll tell you  \nwhere you can stick your regrets and condolences, law boy...\"  \n\"Please please,\" Arlin interrupted, unshaken by this girl's  \nunderstandable rantings, \"try to calm down for a moment or two. I am here to  \nhelp you.\"  \n\"Calm down?\" she huffed and looked up at the gathering crowd of curious  \nbystanders, \"Calm down he says! Why the fuckity  \n\"My bike gets totaled by one of your hotshot Street Hunters, and all you  \ncan offer is regrets? Well fuck that! Your regrets can't replace my ride or  \nprotect me from the roasting my daddy's gonna give my butt when he finds out  \nabout this. He paid an assload of goldcreds to buy this bike for me, and now  \nlook at it. It's fucked beyond repair!\" She circled around the bike, surveying  \nthe damage once more before continuing her rant.  \n\"How the fuck am I going to get around this city now, or get home next  \nweek? Sprite Lake is a fuckuva long way from here y'know, and not easy to get  \nto by land unless you have a good powerbike that can handle the wild mountain  \nterrain, which I had up until your high and mighty Street Hunter came along. I  \nmean, fuck in a fountain! What the fuck is it with you people? It's like you  \nthink that you rule the streets instead of your precious Regent! I swear, you  \nCourt Security guys are a bigger menace than the gangs that skulk about  \nLovenmusk.\" She huffed indignantly and resumed her icy stare. Arlin took  \nadvantage of the moment of tense silence and cleared his throat.  \n\"M'lady,\" he began, \"rest assured that I am indeed here to aid you. My  \ndepartment will assume full responsibility for the damages and any associated  \npersonal inconveniences that this incident may cause.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The Ferret began to calm down and her expression softened. Warden Arlin  \nhad learned long ago how to effectively work sub vocal subliminal tones into his  \nspeech, which could soothe even the most irate or strung out citizens. This  \nsituation control technique had served him so well over the years, that he could  \nbarely remember the last time he had been forced to resort to any of the harsher  \nand more primitive methods such as: pulse nets, Skunk Mist, stun wands, or  \ntranq darts.  \nArlin gently placed a massive paw on the girl's shoulder and crouched so  \nthat he was face to face with her. He detected a faint scent of mild arousal,  \nwhich caused the insides of his ears to heat up. It wasn't coming from the  \nFerret, however, but from several passersby who slowed down behind him to check  \nout his muscular, leather-clad thighs and rump. After they had moved on, the  \nTiger looked the Ferret over and gave her a warm smile that calmed her even  \nfurther. For all her feistiness, this girl was a cute one, no doubt about that.  \nTypical of her species, she stood at most, all of four feet high,  \nbarefoot on shapely digitigrade legs which made her look as if she was in a  \nperpetual crouch. She was covered from head to toe by a plush pelt of  \nsable-colored fur, with darker fur along her forearms, the undersides of her  \ncheeks, and around her eyes like a Raccoon's mask. A silky mane of dark red  \nhair, streaked with green highlights that matched her eyes, framed her face and  \ndropped in a thick, single braid to the middle of her back. Her small, lithe  \nbody was clad in a shiny, light blue, sleeveless minidress made of a very flimsy  \nmaterial that molded itself to her feminine curves. It showcased quite well the  \nswell of her small, but more than adequate breasts, and was low cut to display a  \ngenerous amount of fur-covered cleavage. A narrow belt of dark blue leather  \ncinched the dress around the Ferret's waist, causing it to properly skirt out  \nover her hips. In addition to being low cut on top. The girl's outfit also had  \na hemline that displayed plenty of thigh. And in fact, it just barely provided  \na minimal amount of up front modesty. But as Arlin had discreetly observed  \nwhile she was mourning the loss of her ride, it was short enough in the rear to  \nshow off the lower curves of her cute, furry, pantyless bottom.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Now, m'lady,\" he began again, \"I am here to help you. You do want my  \nhelp. Am I correct?\"  \nThe girl sighed, and nodded her head.  \nThe Tiger smiled, \"Good, but for me to be able to help you, you have to  \nhelp me. And to help me, I need for you to remain calm and quiet, and to do as  \nI say. Understand?\"  \nShe nodded again, \"You have my full attention, Warden. What'cha want me  \nto do?\"  \nArlin held out one paw to her, and with his other paw, removed the  \ndatapad that was clipped to his belt, \"First, I need to see your  \nidentification.\"  \nShe reached into a pocket in her dress, pulled out her i.d., and  \nsurrendered it to Arlin. He looked it over, comparing her face to the small  \nportrait in the upper right corner beside her name, then inserted the card into  \nthe reader slot on his datapad.  \n\"You are Miss Kata Narisk, only daughter of Narisk Koriev of Sprite  \nLake, I presume?\"  \n\"I am Kata Narisk, yes,\" she confirmed.  \n\"And it says here that you are a student at Pixieglenn Academy,\" he  \ncontinued.  \n\"Aye, that I am. I'm in my second year at Pixieglenn, studying arcane  \nhealing.\"  \n\"Ah, so you are aspiring to become an acolyte. That is certainly an  \nunusual vocation on our world nowadays, and not an easy path to follow,\" Arlin  \nadvised her, \"Why not psionic healing? Your records show that you have the  \naptitude for it, an exceptionally high aptitude in fact, judging by your psi  \ntest scores.\"  \nKata shrugged, \"What can I say? I've always had a fascination with the  \nold ways, with all those elaborate acolytical rituals and spells.\"  \nArlin nodded his head and suppressed a knowing smile as the faint scent  \nof arousal betrayed one of the true reasons for her arcane ambitions, \"Ah yes,  \nthe siren call of good old-fashioned fuck magick.\" He checked the registration  \non the bike and noted that it was tagged only a mere three days ago in her  \nfather's name.  \nThe scent of the Ferret's embarrassment filled the Tiger's big black  \nnose, and he failed to suppress a smile as she indignantly corrected him, \"It's  \ncalled boink magick, and it just so happens to be the most effective means of  \ngenerating the intense mystical energies needed for our spells and rituals.\"  \n\"Boink magick, fuck magick, whatever,\" Arlin chuckled and then sniffed  \nat the scent sample on Kata's identification card, \"I do know enough about you  \nmystic types to know that there is more than just sex involved. I do hope that  \nyou are prepared mentally, physically, and emotionally to engage in other  \ndisciplines equally as important to your path as fuck...er...boink magick.\"  \nHe thought for a moment to recall some of the bits of lore he had  \nlearned back in his post-primary general education years, \"I hope you are  \nprepared to subject yourself to disciplines such as submission, pain, hunger,  \nsolitude...Erm, Kata, what are you doing?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The insides of the Tiger's ears showed a soft reddening beneath the thin  \nwhite fur, and a telltale bulge was forming in the front of his tight leathers  \nas he looked up from his datapad. The sight before him threw the Warden  \ncompletely off his guard. While he had been busy tapping notes into his  \ndatapad, the Ferret had positioned herself over the seat of her bike. Her legs  \nwere spread and one paw was holding her narrow, furry tail up to give everyone  \naround a full, unobstructed view of both the tight, slightly moist slit beneath  \nthe thin down of her mound, and the even tighter opening of her aft passage.  \nArlin chuckled and gave Kata a friendly pat on the rump, \"Well, I see  \nyou have already mastered the afore-mentioned submission discipline. And  \nalthough you are doing a most admirable job of tempting me, it pains me to  \nremind you and myself that I am on duty right now, and do not have time to help  \nyou practice your fuck...er...boink magick.\"  \nThe Ferret sighed and gave him an exasperated look over her shoulder,  \n\"Don't you need to match my scent with the sample on my card?\" she asked, \"I  \nmean, isn't this how you Street Hunters normally do it?\"  \n\"Not always, m'lady,\" Arlin laughed. He reflexively gave Kata's cute,  \nupturned bottom a firm slap, \"We typically reserve that particular technique for  \nparticular types of suspects, when a touch of humiliation is in order. And you  \nare not a suspect in any type of crime.\"  \n\"So you'll put your nose up some street whore's ass,\" Kata retorted and  \nhuffed indignantly, \"but mine isn't good enough for you?\"  \n\"That is not it at all!\" the Tiger defensively replied, \"As I was trying  \nto explain, the undertail technique is used for its humiliation aspect, keeping  \nthe suspect in a submissive state, which is critical if the arresting officer  \nwishes to maintain control.\"  \n\"It's alright, Warden,\" she persisted. She arched her back to thrust  \nher butt up higher, \"I really don't mind. And anyway, the perfumes in my fur  \nmight improperly mask my true scent. So go ahead and humiliate me. That is the  \nonly way to get a proper reading, don'cha know?\" She gave him an embarrassed  \nsmile and coyly fluttered her eyelashes.  \nArlin sighed and knelt behind the brazen girl, \"Very well, if you  \ninsist, m'lady. We are here to serve the needs of our citizens.\" He took a  \nfirm grip on Kata's rump and buried his wide, feline muzzle between her plush  \naft cheeks.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The Ferret's scent was sweet ambrosia to the Tiger. Her aft end bore a  \ngentle, feminine muskiness that hinted at arousal and excitement as she  \nanticipated her upcoming nighttime activities. Arlin could not help but purr as  \nhe took in Kata's sweetness. The stiffness between his legs pressed harder  \nagainst his tight leathers. All around him, onlookers cheered him on, some with  \ndrunken taunts, others with genuinely earnest and enthusiastic encouragement.  \n  \n\"You go, lawman!\"  \n\"Give her a tongue lashing!\"  \n\"Yeah, you know she wants it!\"  \n\"You know what to do! Just like you'd do your sister!\"  \n\"Just like I do your sister!\"  \n\"Step aside and let a pro show you how to do her right!\"  \n\"Tail dive! Tail dive!\"  \n  \nThe Tiger's ears flattened outward in embarrassment as the rowdy crowd  \ncoaxed and coached him onward. He really was tempted to taste a sample of  \nKata's flavor, but professional courtesy stayed his tongue.  \n  \nKata assured him.  \n  \nShe was now talking to him via the psionic technique known as sending.  \nTime seemed to dramatically slow down around them as her thoughts flowed  \ndirectly into his mind.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;  \n  \nShe gestured with her muzzle towards the storefront right in front of  \nthem. A sign above the door read Alien's Probe Full Body Salon, and had a  \nrather rude animated holographic image of a Furling Skunkette down on all fours,  \nbeing attended to at both ends by a pair of lizardlike creatures. One was  \nworking her hair, and the other was gleefully ramming an ultrasonic cleansing  \nprobe up her ass.  \n  \nArlin telepathically replied,  \n  \nKata chided him.  \n  \n  \n  \nShe paused briefly in her telepathic rant, which gave Arlin the moment  \nhe needed to finally get a thought in edgewise.  \n  \n  \n  \nKata replied,  \n  \nThe Ferret's thoughts were abruptly interrupted as the Tiger's moist,  \nrough tongue pressed itself effortlessly deep up inside her tight, warm  \ntailhole. She gasped softly, then gave a sultry moan which betrayed the Tiger's  \nactions beneath her tail to the surrounding crowd. The small gathering of  \ncurious onlookers responded with the expected cat calls and wolf whistles as  \nArlin expertly probed Kata's sweet depths with his tongue. But at this moment,  \nthe Warden did not care, and would not have cared even if his own mother had  \nbeen present among the spectators. From the instant the Tiger's tongue entered  \nthe Ferret's butt, his mind entered into an altered state of awareness filled  \nwith animalistic desire and magickal passion unlike any he had ever known  \nbefore. The shear heat of unbridled lust even surpassed that he experienced  \nwhen taildiving hot Furlings such as Allisson or even dear sweet Amanda. He  \nwanted nothing more at this instant than for this brief moment in time to never  \nend, to remain in this position until the end of the universe, his tongue buried  \ndeep up inside the rear passage of this delightful young Ferret lass, taking in  \nher sweet scent and even sweeter flavor, both of them oblivious to the rest of  \nthe world around them.  \nBut alas, he knew that he could not neglect his responsibilities like a  \nstrung out sensory-chip addict who had lost all contact with the real world.  \nHis rough tongue slid firmly and slowly along Kata's rectal wall, and then Arlin  \nreluctantly extracted his muzzle from her plush bottom. He gave her rump a  \nfriendly squeeze and then arose to his feet, adjusting his leathers so that his  \nstill hardened cock lay as comfortably as he could make it inside its bonds. He  \ngave the amused crowd a warning gaze, and one by one they dispersed to resume  \nwhatever activities they had planned for the night. When he and Kata were more  \nor less alone, he assisted her to her feet and gave her an embarrassed smile.  \n\"Thank-you, m'lady,\" he said, ever the gentlefur, \"Thank-you most  \nsincerely for such an unexpected and unorthodox gift. This moment, as well as  \nyour sweet scent and most delightful taste will be forever seared into my  \nmemories.\"  \nKata smiled and blushed, a light crimson glow visible beneath the thin  \nwhite fur on the insides of her ears. \"The pleasure was as much mine as it was  \nyours, Warden. Just as your Street Hunters are sworn to serve the people in  \nyour own way, we of the Order of the Mink are sworn to serve in our own way.  \nAnd if you are not otherwise occupied later tonight after you are off duty, I  \nwould be happy to show you more of our ways.\"  \n\"I would be honored, Miss Narisk,\" Arlin replied, \"However, I do have a  \nprevious engagement. And I know not how long that will take.\"  \n\"Oh. Would it by chance be with that Bunny whore you spanked earlier?\"  \nNow it was Arlin's turn to blush again, \"Well, yes. I was indeed  \nplanning on buying her services tonight after my mission is completed.\"  \n\"So then, you will most likely be occupied with her all night long,\"  \nKata concluded, \"I know how those Rabbits are. We have several of them in my  \nclass, and whenever it is time to pair up for boink magick sessions, other  \nstudents are always falling all over each other to get one of them for a  \npartner. Good choice, Warden.\"  \n\"You're welcome to join us if you like,\" the Tiger offered, \"I'll even  \npay your way. That is, if you don't mind a threesome.\"  \nKata smiled, \"Oh thank you so much. I think I would like that a lot  \nmore than you realize.\"  \n\"It's a date then,\" Arlin agreed, \"Now, back to business.\" He tapped a  \nfew more bits of information into his datapad, then removed Kata's  \nidentification card from the reader slot and handed it back to her. \"I have  \nencoded a pass for free use of Lovenmusk's public transit system, which is valid  \nuntil such time as your bike has been replaced, and is good for anywhere within  \nthe Regency,\" he explained.  \n\"Thank-you, Warden,\" Kata replied. She put the card back into her hip  \npouch, then motioned for Arlin to lean down close so they were face to face,  \nafter which, she placed her arms around his neck and planted a firm, grateful  \nkiss on his mouth.  \nWhen their muzzles finally parted, the Tiger added, \"Also, you will find  \nencoded on your card an invitation to breakfast tomorrow morning at first light  \nat the Regency Court, after which, you will personally get to witness Street  \nHunter Denali, that's the Otter girl who totaled your bike, receive her much  \ndeserved disciplinary action for tonight's unfortunate mishap. I think you will  \nenjoy the proceedings.\"  \n\"You mean you are going to give her a spanking, I presume?\" Kata  \nguessed.  \n\"But of course. How did you know?\"  \nShe shrugged cutely, \"Ah, it wasn't too hard to figure out, Warden. I  \ncan tell that you like spanking cute tender bottoms, judging by the way you  \ndealt with that Bunny. Can't say as I blame you though. After all, that  \nparticular pastime does seem to be a highly revered and deeply ingrained aspect  \nof Lockkian culture.\"  \nArlin nodded thoughtfully, \"Yes, it is indeed. I never really thought  \nabout that before. But now that you mention it, people the world over do seem  \nto have a primal interest in paddle-warmed bottoms. I may have to look deeper  \ninto this phenomenon some day.\"  \n\"When you do,\" the Ferret advised him, \"be sure to look me up. Spanking  \nis an important aspect of the Order of the Mink. In fact, legend says that our  \nfounder and her brother, who founded the Order of the Falcon, were the ones who  \nfirst invented spanking as well as other physical, bottom-oriented punishments  \nand pleasures many millenia ago.\"  \n\"We can discuss this later,\" Arlin said, \"For now though, I must get  \nback to my hunt. This really is an urgent matter to which I must attend. A  \ntowing droid will be along shortly to haul the remains of your bike back to our  \nheadquarters. And remember, be at the Regency Court at first light tomorrow.\"  \n\"Good luck then, Warden,\" Kata said, \"And thank-you again for aiding me.  \nWhen you are ready for me later tonight, you should be able to find me at the  \nCrimson Duck.\"  \n\"I'll find you, Miss Narisk. Now, good evening.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; This time, the Tiger managed to cover another full block and a half  \nbefore he was interrupted yet again by another Furling lass, one with whom he  \nwas quite intimately familiar. This one was a Raccoon, provocatively clad in a  \nsuede micro mini skirt and matching lace-up bustier, both of which accented her  \nmodest figure in immodest ways.  \n\"Hiyas, Arlin,\" she chirred, placing a paw gently on his arm and gazing  \nseductively at him through half-closed eyes. She smiled knowingly as she  \nlowered her gaze down to the Tiger's crotch, which still sported a distinctive  \nbulge through the tight leathers, \"I see that you are ready to have a naughty  \nnight, eh what?\"  \nThe Ringtail's other paw teasingly caressed the stiffness between Arlin's  \nthighs, causing him to huff out a frustrated sigh. At the rate his mission was  \nproceeding, he was going to have to put in a double shift tonight if he wanted  \nto track down his prey.  \n  \n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"RedTails : The Paddled Princess","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/9032-redtails-the-paddled-princess-chapter-02-party-crasher.json"}}