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Sometimes the trickster is the one that suffers the most delightful tricks. Would that I had known what gaining the knowledge of all stories would do for me, oh how I would have had the first laugh. Knowing them all means two things; that you know all the worst ones, the ones you'd rather have not known, and that you never get to hear a new one.

But sit yourselves down and I will tell you one I think you and I will both enjoy. This one is about my daughter, Cunni, and one of her more... intimate bits of trickery. The wise among you will see my history repeating itself through her, as ever it does. The same tales told from different points of view, with different characters and settings, even sometimes with different endings. Of course I will still tell you this story. After all, what is a story that is never told?

• Anansi, spider god of tricks and stories

The savannah was fresh and green after the rains had come and gone. The predators were glutted and sated while the herbivores had plenty of fresh growth to feed their endless grazing. The cycles of life reached their peak after the rains and life was good. But while many took the time to enjoy the peace, there are ever those for whom peace holds no sway.

Carniva, daughter of Osebo the Leopard, prowled through the tall grasses. Her golden eyes darted to and fro as she sought out any signs of a target. Though her belly was full from successful hunting, it was abhorrent to her mind that she should slow down. Indeed she had left just enough room to give her an edge of hunger, a tinge of desire. While other predators lay indolent and stuffed, the daughter of Osebo worked toward becoming the best of predators.

Ahead, toward a glittering pond, a small pack of dik-diks. A splinter group, only a dozen or so strong, took turns drinking in the fresh waters, so recently replenished by the rains. Carniva saw her opportunity, one of them was lame. She knew the small antelope-creatures would scatter, but they didn't matter. Another predator might get confused, but the daughter of Osebo would not be so easily fooled.

The small deer started as Carniva burst from the concealing grasses. As expected they went this way and that, dodging and weaving, but Carniva took no notice of the distractions. Eye on the prize, she plunged toward the injured dik-dik who... danced nimbly out of the way just seconds before her claws reached it. Carniva could only puzzle after this for a second before the ground dropped away and she fell into darkness.

The susurrus of falling grass and dirt filled her ears but somehow she'd never hit the hard ground of the bottom of the hole. Something had caught her, bounced her, and held her still. The smell of dust was the only thing left as she waited for her eyes to adjust. Face down, she turned her head to try and see daylight. In moments her feline eyes adjusted to the darkness and the light from above, but try though she might, she couldn't twist herself around enough. Something had caught her... something was binding her.

"Well now, what have we here," said a voice from the darkness, "Oh my, now that is surely the biggest fly I've caught all week!"

"Release me at once!" Carniva growled, "I might even spare you."

"Oooh now, that's no way for a meal to act. You should know better, being a predator and all. I caught you fair and square."

"A trick? A trap? That is what you call 'fair and square' is it?"

"Of course it is. Just because you don't use them..."

"Now see here..." Carniva began.

"Oh no, none of that. By the rules of nature, I caught you as a spider should, I get to do with you what I do." The voice interrupted.

"I swear to Nyame, Cunni..."

"But just like a spider should, first I need to make sure I wrap you up tight!" Cunni giggled, "I've got a lot to do to make use of you."

"You can't eat all of me," snarled Carniva, "Let me go before something bad happens.

"I can certainly try. But maybe you're right, I'd be full for months if I managed to eat you all up. Perhaps I should just go and find something smaller."

"Wait! You can't just leave me here!"

"I most certainly could. Buuuut maybe I can let you go... if the price is right."

Carniva felt herself rolled over and was suddenly lying on her back in a hammock of silken threads. The light from above angled in, not reaching halfway down the wall of the pit. Above her, on an elaborate little silk trapeze, Cunni hung watching her with those wickedly tricksy eyes. Lithe, crafty, and every bit the predator that Carniva was, if only not by the same tactics, even now Cunni was something to be both admired and denounced.

"You know what I want," Cunni said slyly, innuendo dripping from her smiling mouth, "and what I want, I get."

Well, this was, thought Carniva, 'annoying' wasn't quite the right word. But it was hard to stay angry for too long. At least not just right now. She would be angry later. Right now, with those eyes upon her and that knowing lustful smile, one instinct, that of a poised predator waiting to pounce, wanting to fight and strike, slipped away to make room for another. It was the conquered mate. The instinct that told her to submit, give over, and bide her time. Everything else would come later

Carniva opened her mouth to speak but Cunni was quick. A squirt of webbing gagged the great cat in an instant.

"Ah ah ah," Cunni tisked, "no speaking unless the mistress approves.

Cunni scuttled across the webbing, making sure her bonds were tight. A few additions and she had bonds thick as ropes and thrice as strong around each of Carniva's wrists and ankles. A couple of skillful snips and Carniva's legs fell apart from their bonds, hanging wide open from lines anchored at the pit's edge. Happy that her lines were secure, Cunni pranced along Carniva's bellyfur down toward her prize. Carniva struggled and pulled at her bondage, but could barely make the iron-hard webbing budge and did nothing more than to cause herself a little swing.

"Alright, I think you're secure," Cunni mused aloud, "Oh and look at me, I forgot the best part of all this. Be a good girl and wait for me to come back. I won't be a minute."

Waiting... that's always the hardest part. Even the short time Cunni had promised seemed like an eternity to Carniva who could do nothing but twitch and watch the sky-lit opening. She heard all the goings on above her; the sound of feet and wind on grass, birds chirping and... something being dragged. Surely it had been many minutes by now! Where was that little imp?!

"Here we are," Cunni's voice said from over the lip of the pit before Carniva saw a bundle hoisted up into her view, "just a couple of things to make this interesting."

Two oblong shapes, wrapped in a veneer of silken threads, caught Carniva's eye. Smooth and tapered, they were carved of rich dark wood and gleamed with polish. One was all of the same shape, like an elephant's tusk, but straight. The other had a wider base affixed to the end. The predator's eyes followed these as they descended down past her knees. The rounded points of each facing her and swinging only slightly.

"I hope you enjoy these," Cunni said brightly as she gracefully descended on a single silken cord, "You have noooo idea what craftsmanship like this will cost you here on the savannah."

Carniva made quite a few noises as Cunni lined up the smooth polished dildos with her tender entrances. However, the gag of webbing made the litany of rants and curses come out a mumbled noise instead. That mumbling became a gasp of surprise as the tip of one touched her quivering vulva. Carniva's eyes shot wide open as the slick shaft pushed into her. A low, primal, growling moan escaped through her gag.

"Oh I knew you'd like that," Cunni said as she finished sliding the solid shaft in as deep as it would go, relishing the little squeak of discomfort as the tip bottomed out within Carniva, "my, my, but you can take a lot of that! That's how I know you're nothing but a dirty little girl playing at being a big bad predator. But you're_mine_ now, and you'll take exactly what I give you! Ready for number two?"

Still recovering from the deep penetration of the first rod, Carniva cried out against her silken gag as the second shaft pushed at her tight little anus. At first she struggled vainly, but still the spiderweb cords held her tight. Inevitably, the tip pushed in, slippery and well-lubed, into her tail-hole. A deep breath and a loud moan as the wooden invader widened her back door beyond anything she'd known there before.

"Don't clench now! You wouldn't want this to be uncomfortable. Relax little kitty!"

The butt-plug slipped in another inch as Carniva forced herself to take a deep breath and release it. The fullness of the false-cock opened her wide, rubbing her insides against the other shaft already buried deep within. As she relaxed yet more and the plug slid yet further, she found that it wasn't all that unpleasant. She let out a huge sigh of release as she felt the wide base touch bottom within her.

Cunni, satisfied that her pulley system would let her do what she wanted, hooked the lines that controlled the dildoes around her feet and used her arms to lower herself down onto Carniva. Perching just above the leopard's spread labia, Cunni sat spread-eagle facing the protruding shafts. With a huge smile of triumph on her face, she looked over her shoulder at her bound captive's helpless, gagged face.

"Now let's just lay back and see where the afternoon takes us," she say coyly. With a few pulls at her cords, the dildos pistoned themselves in and out of Carniva's tight, sensitive holes. "Oh yes!" Cunni exclaimed as she rode the bucking Carniva through her throes of passion, "We're going to be here a while!"

It was too good! The pair of fake cocks pistoning within, filling her up, was better than she had ever known before! Jitters of pleasure coursed up and down her spine with every thrust and pull of the butt-plug, while the shaft in her pussy sent zings of delight through her. The pair worked in concert, playing to a rhythm inside her like a steady drum-beat. Sometimes, Cunni would speed things up or slow them down, breaking any chance of Carniva getting used to the pace of things.

Worse yet, Carniva could feel herself building toward release. Her body was invigorated at the feel of pleasure beyond her control. Of all the times and all the trysts, nothing excited her like being restrained. Though she put on a good show of resistance, growling and pulling and giving Cunni dirty stares, secretly she loved every second. Cunni knew just how to hit things to make her squirm. Today had been a total surprise, however, and without preparation she simply didn't have the stamina she was used to.

"Finished already?" Cunni chastised as Carniva went into spasms beneath her, pushing against the intruding toys with such force that Cunni had to bear down to keep control of them, "Well that just won't do! You normally last twice this long at least! We're going to have to do something to correct that!"

With a laugh of pseudo-sadistic glee, Cunni started the dildos going once again.