Dry Lagoon
I, and three of my good friends, went on a road trip over spring break to another good friend who moved away. I brought my laptop, they saw the sweet picture of Khaesho that Shouyousei drew that also serves as my desktop background, and the fact came out that I was a furry (Scaly, but who's counting?) They asked if I was artistically inclined, I said I wasn't but I wrote fiction and stories, and they (All three of them, non furries) demanded that I read my furry porn aloud to them during the car trip. So, I grabbed the first chapters of CotS, and started reading. I am very much inclined to brag, but even despite that, I have a good voice when I want to, and my vocalization of the story was damn near audiobook quality. They laughed and made fun of both me and it the entire time, but we're all bastards, so it was always in good fun; I was laughing too. After the first sex scene, Ressy (We all use nicknames, even IRL.) pulled two dollars out of his pocket and asked if it was enough for a commission.
"Gee, Ressy, two dollars is enough to pay me to pretend to care and vomit words onto a page in a sexual pattern for an extremely short mini story."
He thought that was a sweet deal at a fly price, and wanted me to write sex for this one time he banged an alien during a D&D session. He paid, I wrote, this is the result. It is easily the worst thing I have ever written, but he called it two dollars well spent. Comment on how bad it is, and if you compliment, I'm going to laugh at you. Attached at the bottom of the page is literally all that he gave me as backstory, setting, characters, ETC.
Rin was a B'thern, one of the more unusual species that the galactic union had found. They were twelve foot tall creatures that were close to what might have been called a centaur, but with enough differences that the name was considered incorrect. They had leathery, furless grey hide that covered their entire bodies, except for the scaly, reptile tail. Their six legs ended in hooves, and their fingers ended in curved claws adapted for digging. The B'thern lived out their entire existence in a vast network of underground tunnels. They were no savage race; an entire nation of farmers, blacksmiths, and even bartenders lived their entire lives beneath the earth. Rin frequented one such establishment, looking for nothing more than cheap ale and good company. What she'd gotten was something else entirely.
She'd run into someone earlier at her favorite bar, and on a haphazard impulse, had invited him back to her cave. Something about him... When he entered the room, all eyes went to him, including hers. She'd looked at him, and felt something stirring in her breast. His gaze swept the room, and when his eyes met hers, she shivered. He was a human soldier, the rough sort with a dozen scars from a hundred battles, and there was an unyielding strength in his eyes that melted something within her. He'd walked to where she knelt alone, swiping a mug of ale from a serving girl as he passed. Their conversation had been short, and to the point. His voice was gruff, like nails over sandpaper, and she felt her heart flutter to hearing it.
"You look lonely."
"I am lonely."
"I could fix that."
"Please?"
"When and where?"
"My cave. 1549 crooked branch 23619. Can we leave now?"
"I'm busy. Have things to do. Ten o'clock?"
"I'll be waiting."
He had turned and walked away without even a backwards glance, and Rin immediately left the bar to get home. She wasn't the sort to fret, but she paced her comfortable cave the entire time, hooves clopping softly against the rock as she fretted. She worried that he might stand her up. She worried about what might happen if he didn't. She wondered what kind of person he was, and whether she would regret this. After the most agonizing wait of her life, she twitched as she heard the sound of heavy boots striding purposefully upon the stone of her dwelling. He walked with purpose in his stride, with a pride and confidence only found in those who had been through the crucible and found themselves worthy. His heels clicked as he came to a smart, military halt and looked her over from hoof to head with his hard, unyielding eyes. His voice was just as it had been earlier. Commanding and hard, it left no room for disobedience.
"You're overdressed."
"What?"
"Your clothes. Remove them."
She was a farm girl, no one important, and she was used to following orders when they were given. She started to disrobe slowly, to give him a show, but he simply crossed his arms and started tapping one foot. She blushed, then quickly shed the rest of her garments. It wasn't long before she stood before him naked, and his eyes travelled up and down her body appreciatively. She shivered beneath his glare, both dreading and wishing for what would surely come next. After several seconds of her all but cowering beneath his gaze, he nodded, as if what he saw was acceptable.
"On your back. You are too tall for me."
She blushed darker before rolling onto her back obligingly. He stepped around towards her rear with hard, clicking steps to continue his inspection. Her posture revealed her cunt to him in a way that left nothing hidden, and she blushed beneath his still critical eyes. Her lips were moist already, though he had yet to even lay a finger on her. Part of her recognized that following his orders like some dog was demeaning, but a larger part of her wanted to be demeaned. She wanted him to control her. She wanted him to use her for his own pleasure, and that realization scared her almost as much as it excited her.
He removed his gloves, fixing them to his belt, and then traced a single finger around the outer edges of her lips. His hands were hard and calloused, just like he was, but he managed a surprisingly tender touch despite that. He undid the clasp of his pants to reveal eight inches of iron hard dick. The average among Rin's people, the B'thern, was understandably large because of their large bodies, but even among them, eight inches was nothing to scoff at. The soldier wasted no more time with foreplay; he simply pushed his dick into her. He didn't start slow and build up, nor did he rub her clit affectionately with his hands, he simply rutted against her like an animal: hard and fast. Rin was quickly enough set her moaning, verbalizing her pleasure to the echoes of the caverns, but her voice echoed alone, save for the wet schlops of his dick through her vagina. He pressed in with a vengeance, fucking her savagely and with fury, and he soon enough spent his load inside her belly. She felt his sticky seed squirting against her cervix, and he rubbed his messy cock around inside of her to smear his seed across as much of her tunnel as possible. Rin herself hadn't even come near an orgasm, but the way he used her with no regard for her pleasure sent sick waves of excitement through her.
The moment he withdrew from her, her tail replaced his dick and eagerly began thrusting in and out of her. She moaned more yet as she began to finish what he had started. The soldier pulled his pants up around his waist and stepped around to her head, letting his messy cock dangle before her. Her eyes was closed as she lost herself in the pleasure of her own scaly tail, so he smeared his cum stained shaft against her face, wiping the slime of their mating off on her leathery skin to get her attention. He gave her a hard look, and she immediately knew what was required of her. Ignoring the cream he had spilled across her face, she opened her mouth wide and accepted his dick all the way in to the back of her throat. Her lips pressed against his naval as he shoved the entirety of his manhood, balls and all, into her mouth, and she gratefully suckled and swallowed his dick as she continued to finger herself. He had started to go flaccid, but he was quickly coaxed back to firmness by her skilled tongue. He had meant to have her clean him off and leave, but at the uncontrollably eager way she sucked his dick, he decided that he might as well leave her to it; she had been a good pet, and she deserved a treat. He shifted slightly, then began to push in and out, throat fucking her as she masturbated with her tail. The silky soft flesh of her throat clamped down around him as she tried to swallow, and the sensation almost teased a moan from his throat. They carried on like that for a minute or so, until the soldier began to build towards a second orgasm. Rin was fast approaching a release of pleasure herself, and when she felt his balls tighten up, she began thrusting with her tail harder still, eager to try and orgasm at the same time he did. She came just as the first pearls of creamy spooge splashed into her throat, where she swallowed the salty droplets as if she had been lost in the deserts. She shoved her tail into her vagina as far as it could go, then her muscles clamped down on the scaly intruder as her walls tried to milk seed from a tail that wasn't releasing a drop. The dick she had in her throat was much more eager to comply, and she swallowed and tugged as he came down her throat, willingly swallowing every last drop.
Once they had both finished, he pulled his dick out and wiped it drop on her leathery neck. She coughed and gasped, slightly dizzy from trying to breathe through her nose the entire time, and it wasn't until she heard his hard boots on the stone that she realized he planned to leave without even a backwards glance.
"Wait!"
"Excuse me?"
He turned his hard glare against her, and upside down, utterly naked, and sticky with cum, she cowered beneath the iron she saw there.
"I... aren't you at least going to tell me your name?"
For the first time since she had seen him, he cracked a grim smile. It wasn't kind and it wasn't warm. It was cold and demeaning, just like everything else about him. He looked almost inhuman with the level of degradation found in that glance, and Rin's skin crawled as he cast it upon her.
"They call me Desade."
He turned smartly on his heel and walked out of her house, and Rin never saw him again.
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Desade (Ressy). Desade is Bisexual. Human Soldier, naval fatigues. Scarf. Dog tags. Army cap? Goggles. Ankle holster.
Desade walks into a bar and picks up a 20 foot tall alien hairless centaur rabbit thing to fuck with.
These creatures, the B'thern, are 12 feet tall, have 6 legs and 2 arms, very human like face, they have grey, leathery pelts with hooves for feet, and claw like hands that do have opposable thumbs, the creatures have a centaur like first look to them except their whole body is grey and they have a lizard like tail and two additional legs.