# Munyu vs. The Hero

Author: Admiral Akio
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Watch justice unfold as a supernatural creature is punished by a great Human Hero!
Commission for gogog, an implacable beast that can be found at https://gogog.sofurry.com/

As the festival of lanterns wound down, the mortals started to go&nbsp;

to sleep. It was nearly the time of night where they would all be&nbsp;

fast asleep, but the spirits of the forest demanded holidays&nbsp;

every month. The people didn't really mind; celebrating every&nbsp;

month was fun, children loved it, and parents loved time with&nbsp;

their children away to try to make more. But it was told that&nbsp;

those boys who were virgins could try to seduce one of the&nbsp;

spirits of the wood under the full moon.

This is what the cat-spirit wandering through the woods was&nbsp;

waiting for. Her reputation as a fertility goddess was well-

deserved; she had introduced untold generations of men to the&nbsp;

world of sex, and only grew more beautiful with every passing&nbsp;

century. She had a face that looked something like a cat, and&nbsp;

something like a mortal, being one of the lesser spirits. Her&nbsp;

nose was pink and wet, and her smile bore tiny fangs. Her skin&nbsp;

was covered in a soft pelt of cat-like fur, with a bright splash&nbsp;

of white fur on her face reflecting the moonlight.

Her clothes were minimal, ceremonial- just a simple silk robe&nbsp;

that covered her enormous, pert breasts and the large, bright&nbsp;

pink nipples that they supported. When she swished her long, thin&nbsp;

tail too high, or the wind picked up, the robe would sometimes&nbsp;

lift and expose the small piece of cloth that covered her&nbsp;

pillowy, firm rump in a false show of modesty.

\*

She was not alone in the forest, however. Wandering through the&nbsp;

town that week was a traveler that heard of her legend and&nbsp;

decided to seek her out for himself. Having heard that she loved&nbsp;

to be treated well and only took to young men, he sang a love&nbsp;

song as lightly as he could to draw her out.

The well-endowed furry perked up her ears and started to bite her&nbsp;

lip when she heard the notes of the song echo through the dark&nbsp;

forest in the dead of night. She jumped into a tree with grace&nbsp;

that belied her incredibly curvy proportions. As she leapt&nbsp;

silently from branch to branch, drinking in the melody, her robe&nbsp;

fluttered open, revealing that the white fur pattern carried down&nbsp;

past her titanic bosom and drew the eye to her barely-covered&nbsp;

nether regions.

She landed easily and silently from over twelve feet in the air,&nbsp;

closing her robe and checking out the scene she came upon. A man&nbsp;

sat upon a large rock covered in dry moss that could have been&nbsp;

used as a bed, surrounded by old trees. As he sang, every once in&nbsp;

a while he would nervously withdraw a small mirror from the large&nbsp;

backpack he kept on his back to check his face. The cat stalked&nbsp;

around until she was behind him as the last notes of his song&nbsp;

drifted out of the glen.

He sighed and withdrew the mirror one more time, mumbling to&nbsp;

himself, "A sonnet, maybe? Spirits like those, right?" As he&nbsp;

brought it up to his face, the furry smiled and prepared to give&nbsp;

him a surprise he would never forget.

\*

The man's eyes in the mirror snapped on to her. He grinned&nbsp;

hugely, and then calmly placed the mirror back into his backpack.&nbsp;

When he withdrew his hand again, he was holding something golden&nbsp;

and studded with gemstones. After taking it out, he swung it down&nbsp;

in a low arc and then stood and spun suddenly, catching the girl&nbsp;

in the strange chain. It seemed to wrap itself up her body on its&nbsp;

own volition, binding her arms and her robes tight to her body.

As he yanked on the chain, she fell flat onto her front- with a&nbsp;

cry of pain as her huge tits were crushed under her. He stepped&nbsp;

out of the shadows and into the bright moonlight.

This was no virgin boy, but a fully-grown man, complete with&nbsp;

something of a stubble beard and a well-developed musculature. He&nbsp;

laughed openly as he wrapped the chain around his hand, striding&nbsp;

towards her. The chain seemed to originate from the great&nbsp;

backpack that he carried with him.

The gemstones that touched against her skin- mercifully few&nbsp;

thanks to her robe- burned like the embers of a fire. She cried&nbsp;

openly a few more times, with eyes closed from the shock, before&nbsp;

she looked up and saw someone advancing on her. She sniveled&nbsp;

pitifully and cried out again, still in shock from the first&nbsp;

attack.

"What are you doing?!"

"Saving the village from a naughty spirit, of course." He replied&nbsp;

very calmly, arriving at her feet and switching out the chain in&nbsp;

his hand for a collar that he had hidden in the folds of his&nbsp;

adventuring gear.

\*

The man tilted his head reflectively as he turned the spirit over&nbsp;

and surveyed her front half.

"You're Munyu, right?" She wailed and nodded her head in answer.&nbsp;

"I heard there was some kind of spirit prostitute out here.&nbsp;

Trying to make an army of half-human monstrosities, or just&nbsp;

trying to get more tribute from those poor villagers?"

"I don't! I don't!" She whined desperately, still trying not to&nbsp;

look at the collar and attached chain.

He took her head in his free hand and dangled the collar in front&nbsp;

of her. As he released his fingers, he revealed the main strap of&nbsp;

leather dangling from his thumb- and four more small straps&nbsp;

linked with chain. The spirit's eye's widened and she started to&nbsp;

struggle to break the chain even harder than before, a loud&nbsp;

sizzling sound now heard from the gemstones that were digging&nbsp;

into her thick, well-toned thighs and slender thighs.

The man removed the burning length of jewelry from her ankles to&nbsp;

her shocked gasp of relief and slipped the first two restraints&nbsp;

up over her feet, taking his time. He then brought the collar up&nbsp;

to her neck and closed it cruelly tight. Her cries were now&nbsp;

muffled as she struggled to maintain enough air, slowing down her&nbsp;

breathing. She looked down and saw that while her ankles felt&nbsp;

better from having the chain removed, he had arranged them with a&nbsp;

wooden bar in the middle that kept them spread wide when she tried&nbsp;

to close them.

"Is that too tight? Oh no," he mocked as the burning chain fell&nbsp;

the rest of the way from her and snaked back into his bag. He&nbsp;

ripped open her robe, forcing it past her wild flailing. She&nbsp;

tried to gasp as he smacked one of her nipples, but it got caught&nbsp;

in her throat and choked her. "These are incredible," he marveled&nbsp;

as he gave the other one a sharp smack next, watching the mound&nbsp;

of flesh jiggle to the beat of his captive's strangled moan.

\*

The man quickly lifted one of her legs and attached the wrist&nbsp;

restraint to it, grabbing her arm and bringing it with great&nbsp;

strength into the leather strap. He pulled the restraint closed&nbsp;

to a great cry from the spirit he was binding. His face turned to&nbsp;

hers, and she flinched as he raised his hand in a threat to slap&nbsp;

her.

After she opened her eyes again and was about to see why he&nbsp;

didn't hit her, the slap connected. She gave one more yelp of&nbsp;

pain before silently weeping.

He easily lifted her other exhausted arm into the contraption,&nbsp;

leaving her legs spread wide open and her arms uselessly strapped&nbsp;

to them with a long wooden dowel keeping them apart. Whenever she&nbsp;

tried to struggle, she just rocked to one side or the other,&nbsp;

threatening to disable herself further by falling over. He smiled&nbsp;

and took off his backpack for the first time, withdrawing one&nbsp;

more item.

He collapsed in a heap on top of her, the conversation officially&nbsp;

over. A gag was hooked around the back of Munyu's head, and the&nbsp;

hard bit was shoved into her mouth. She had to stretch her jaw to&nbsp;

fit the hard piece of wood and metal between her fangs- it was&nbsp;

leaving her mouth wide open. Ironically, the gag did not serve to&nbsp;

silence her, only make her screams more garbled and nonsensical&nbsp;

as the man loosened her collar slightly to let her breathe easier&nbsp;

in the device.

\*

As the cat looked straight at him in horror, the man pulled down&nbsp;

his pants and revealed his stiffening manhood. He smacked one of&nbsp;

her breasts with it, making a soft patting sound on her nipple&nbsp;

before his length stood to be fully erect. He grabbed her chest&nbsp;

from both sides and squeezed her breasts together cruelly with&nbsp;

his brute strength. The cat-spirit shook her head and continued&nbsp;

whining as he slipped himself in between the soft mounds.

He pumped his length in and out between her breasts, panting and&nbsp;

giving small moans of pleasure. The girl started to look away&nbsp;

from the whole situation, her eyes starting to glaze over. Before&nbsp;

she could, the man hooked a finger around the metal in her mouth&nbsp;

and yanked her head back to face him.

The man continued to smash the spirit's bosom all around himself,&nbsp;

until he started to slow down and make more measured thrusts. He&nbsp;

cruelly twisted her nipples, making her cry through the&nbsp;

restraints in a high-pitched sob. Chuckling slightly at this, he&nbsp;

twisted them even harder, pinching them between his fingers with&nbsp;

all the strength of his massive arms. Munyu kept on yelling and&nbsp;

spitting through the gag in pain, unable to escape or even&nbsp;

struggle against the assault while bound so completely.

The man kept on molesting her chest with his hands until he&nbsp;

seemed to remember that he had revealed himself. He started to&nbsp;

rub himself off with one hand, smiling hugely into her tear-

spewing eyes as he continued to grope her other breast.

"It's time you got what you want," his soft laugh met her furry&nbsp;

ears again as she gave a cough from the salty smell his groin&nbsp;

gave off. "Not where you want it, of course."

\*

\*\*\*

\*

He re-adjusted himself, pulling his pants off the rest of the way&nbsp;

and throwing his shirt away, as well, left only in an undershirt&nbsp;

that did not hide his broad shoulders or hairy chest. The boy-

loving spirit moaned softly in protest as he lowered his genitals&nbsp;

to her face, a drip of his own spit from stroking himself&nbsp;

dripping off of the shaft.

The thing was slipped in between her lips and she tasted a salty&nbsp;

drip of fluid leak from the tip. Her tongue reflexively waggled&nbsp;

it to the back of her mouth to swallow before she gasped for air&nbsp;

and tried to push it away with her textured tongue.

"My gods, that feels amazing," the man said as her tongue&nbsp;

comically slipped out of her mouth and licked his head. The&nbsp;

spirit wept silently at this complement, and he started to get&nbsp;

her mouth ready by slipping two fingers in and out of it&nbsp;

repeatedly.

Munyu never let any of her partners do anything like this, and&nbsp;

they never asked because they were always so excited to stick it&nbsp;

in and hump her for a few moments before blowing their tiny load&nbsp;

inside of her. Most even masturbated while they waited for her,&nbsp;

thinking that she was just a legend, and that made them even&nbsp;

softer and even less full of seed. Now, the entire head of the&nbsp;

stranger's member was entering her mouth, slipping easily past&nbsp;

the caged fangs. Her tongue was suddenly tasting even more of the&nbsp;

salty syrup that was starting to come in a steady stream of clear&nbsp;

fluid down into her throat.

\*

Munyu started to choke and sputter, her mouth and nose flinging&nbsp;

slime everywhere as the man put almost all of his length into her&nbsp;

mouth with one thrust. He couldn't get any further than the&nbsp;

restraining collar, her throat closed off to him, and the human&nbsp;

sneered with anger, withdrawing himself and slapping her again.

"Swallow it," he commanded harshly, and nearly instantly it was&nbsp;

back in her mouth. She wailed a hum and gulped under her collar,&nbsp;

the offending weapon slipping a bit further down. Her neck bulged&nbsp;

out around the leather strap and the man groaned loudly from the&nbsp;

tightness- as he mashed his pubic bone into her pink, wet,&nbsp;

dripping nose. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as she&nbsp;

gagged hard, her throat twisting itself around the length as the&nbsp;

man roughly drove his tool into her. As he took it out again, she&nbsp;

took a gasp of breath, and then he had inserted it back in all&nbsp;

the way yet again.

His face screwed itself up into a grimace as the man started to&nbsp;

shake violently and hump the bound feline's mouth even more&nbsp;

violently. He wasn't like the boys she was used to, and prided&nbsp;

himself on the huge, fully-grown balls that swung into her chin&nbsp;

every time he drilled into her. They were full of over a weeks&nbsp;

worth of hard traveling with no access to release, and tightened&nbsp;

up around his shaft as his orgasm built to climax. Munyu's own&nbsp;

face started to become like a grimace, as well, her tears and&nbsp;

snot now flowing freely and intermixing with her spittle and the&nbsp;

horrible-tasting pre that dripped all around on the ground&nbsp;

surrounding her head.

\*

The man gave a final long shudder and grabbed the spirit by the&nbsp;

back&nbsp;of the head, holding the gag's strap and digging her as far&nbsp;

into&nbsp;his lap as he could. His other hand grasped her cheeks,&nbsp;

hooking&nbsp;around her chin and pressing cruelly against her gag.

He leaned back almost until his head was against her ankle&nbsp;

restraints. Her eyes widened until her pupils seemed to be mere&nbsp;

pinpoints, his whole length now slowly and lovingly working its&nbsp;

way in and out as she stopped trying to fight it, letting her&nbsp;

throat open to please him so that he would stop trying to get&nbsp;

stimulation near the base.

The orgasm started to burst from the end of his shaft while he&nbsp;

was pleasing himself with her tongue, but he didn't even seem to&nbsp;

notice the first two or so ropes. They laid themselves all over&nbsp;

her sensitive, pink, textured organ, making her eyes close as she&nbsp;

analysed the strange taste. It was clearly impure- tainted with&nbsp;

age, with many previous lovers, and even with alcohol from&nbsp;

earlier in the night. Her nose wrinkled up as she sputtered some&nbsp;

of this first release out of her mouth, leaving a trail of white&nbsp;

gunk on her chin and neck.

The man roared as he started to feel the release, and he dug his&nbsp;

victim's nose into him one more time. Her throat closed around&nbsp;

the shaft as wave after wave of hot spunk flowed into her gut.&nbsp;

She gagged and shook violently, trying to escape from the meal of&nbsp;

sperm that was being injected into her. She rocked from side to&nbsp;

side aimlessly, her throat bruising from the neck restraint&nbsp;

pulling tight on her. This only served to make the sensations&nbsp;

more pleasurable for the howling man, who left no less than&nbsp;

twelve massive pumps in her.

\*

Munyu started to black out from lack of breath, just like a&nbsp;

mortal would. The man withdrew his dirtied member and gave a few&nbsp;

happy moans as he rubbed the slime on her face, getting some that&nbsp;

was still dribbling out into her eyes. She started to give coughs&nbsp;

instead of yelps, and her body continued to gag from all of the&nbsp;

cum that was left in her mouth.

The man withdrew his softening pride and grinned hugely, removing&nbsp;

the gag. Instead of letting her talk, however, he slammed her&nbsp;

mouth closed and covered her cat-like nose with his thumb. She&nbsp;

looked into his eyes with a hurt expression as she swallowed&nbsp;

every bit, a tiny amount at a time slipping through her clenched&nbsp;

gullet. The man smiled at all of this, still stroking himself and&nbsp;

leaving a small drip of white on her forehead.

As she swallowed the last bit, she blushed deeply and started to&nbsp;

cry fresh tears again. The man took this as a signal that she was&nbsp;

ready for the next round of ministrations, and took his hand away&nbsp;

from her cheeks only to slap them hard again, once on each side.

"That was far less than you deserve, I'm sure."

"I didn't deserve any of that," she choked through her collar in&nbsp;

a high-pitched whine. "I only make mortals feel good. This mortal&nbsp;

made Munyu feel bad." She looked with defiance into her captor's&nbsp;

face, and he wiped a smear of his juices off of her face gently.

"You're right, Munyu. I'm going to make you feel good, too, okay?&nbsp;

I think that's fair." She snapped at his hand angrily before he&nbsp;

went back to his backpack.

\*

He left her field of vision, and she was suddenly sorry that she&nbsp;

made him leave. The sound of him rummaging in his bag still&nbsp;

reached her sensitive ears even though he was ignoring her pleas.

"Are you still there? Hello? I'm sorry, please untie me," she&nbsp;

started to say in as even a tone as she could muster. But then, a&nbsp;

sound like a child's paper trumpet started up, and didn't stop,&nbsp;

only growing in intensity to a loud, low rumbling and humming-&nbsp;

like a spinner's wheel being run by a galloping horse.

"What's that? Who's there?" she started to panic, rocking from&nbsp;

side to side in her restraints again until the wood that kept her&nbsp;

legs spread was grabbed onto to steady her.

Something tickled her thigh more than anything had a right to&nbsp;

tickle her. It was a humming orb on the end of a pole, that the&nbsp;

man was holding in a gloved hand. The loud toy made her laugh&nbsp;

recklessly as he traced it over her legs and around to her tail&nbsp;

and firm butt cheeks. Then, he laid the bronze and wooden gadget&nbsp;

right on top of the silky slip of underwear that she wore, and it&nbsp;

was a very different sensation.

The vibrations seemed to shoot directly into her deepest regions,&nbsp;

and no matter how many times he removed it and put it back, it&nbsp;

always seemed to be a surprise when it connected again. Her body&nbsp;

very slowly started to build with orgasmic pleasure as she&nbsp;

finally started to feel the intended effect of the strange&nbsp;

clockwork tool.

\*

Her nether lips started to lubricate themselves as the device was&nbsp;

pressed up to her most sensitive spot. Her face twisted into an&nbsp;

insane grin as the machine was pushed up in her undergarment and&nbsp;

made direct contact with her.

The man slowly removed her ankle restraints and the wooden pole&nbsp;

that kept her legs spread as she started to shake with orgasm.&nbsp;

When she finally reached the tipping point, almost the entire&nbsp;

round head of the device was digging itself into her welcoming&nbsp;

pink tunnel. She writhed and kicked her newly freed legs as he&nbsp;

popped it out and teased the nub of flesh that stood above her&nbsp;

hole, her pleasure building to its maximum.

She had never felt anything like the buzzing clockwork wand&nbsp;

before. Her body fell limp as she came harder than any boy could&nbsp;

make her cum. Her yowls of pleasure echoed into the woods as she&nbsp;

released a torrent of fluid against her will, squirting her load&nbsp;

for the first time in hundreds of years. The man's kiss was&nbsp;

readily accepted in shock as the last shudders of her climax wore&nbsp;

off, and&nbsp;she looked with awe at him as he stashed the wand back into&nbsp;

his&nbsp;backpack.

He still held the ankle restraints in his hand, keeping her on a&nbsp;

collar with her wrists bound. He lifted her by the arms and&nbsp;

looked her up and down like a fish he had caught. She threatened&nbsp;

to crumple because her knees were weakened from the pleasure.

"I'm going to clean off. You stay right here," the man joked as&nbsp;

he locked the restraints around a tree and left with his clothes.&nbsp;

Munyu didn't last long after that until she blacked out, the sun&nbsp;

rising behind her. A chorus of birds sang her to sleep as she&nbsp;

rubbed at her bruised neck with her hands- now bound tight&nbsp;

together- and waited for her new owner to return.

Source: https://sofurry.com/s/J1O6XQkn
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