{"sf1_id":703122,"sf2_id":null,"title":"Mr Smith Learns a Lesson","author":"StGeorgesHorse","words":5095,"posted_at":"2014-05-10T12:39:00.000Z","tags":["Cat","F/F","Feline","Leopardess","M/F","M/F/F","Steam Punk","Story Progression","Striptease","Threesome","Tiger"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/703122-mr-smith-learns-a-lesson","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/703122","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=703122\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"#6 of The Life of Diogenes\n\nSorry for any editing errors. I only had time for a once through. Busy week, and busy weekend. Oh, and this story got away from me. Didn't mean to make it so long.","content":"                Diogenes\nwalked away from the scene with mixed feelings. But he kept his resolve; no one\nwas going to be torturing anyone on his watch. He hooked his arm into Kakhra's\nand walked away. She looked him over, assessing his present mood.                \"May I\nask something?\"                \"What?\"\nHe was more terse than he meant to be.                \"I\nheard you. You said you loved me.\"                \"I said\nin my own way. I'm not certain what I feel.\"                \"Yes,\nbut you said you loved me. Why would you say that?\"                He\nstopped walking. \"Because I could never find a person to love me. So I created\none that I could without fear of rejection. That was you. So I guess you're as\ngood as it gets for me.\"                She\nshocked him by roaring and pouncing. \"I am not as good as it gets. I'm better!\nJust because you can change my appearance doesn't mean you can change my heart.\nI have loved you from the day you created me. I know nothing else!\"                Diogenes\nheld his tongue. He didn't know what to say. Sadly, his body was at no such\nloss. He felt a rise in his middle section, right where she happened to be\nsitting at the moment.                She\ngrew even angrier. \"Is that all I'm good for? Getting you off? Blowing your\nwad? Giving you your jollies? Dumping your balls, being your little fuck...\"                He\nsilenced her with a kiss. \"Yes. All of those things and more. Do you think I\nhad any idea that what I dreamed became real? You made my nights more pleasant,\nand gave substance to my day dreams. But never have I experienced you like I\nhave now. So why are you so angry?\"                She\nbegan crying. \"Because now that you've come here, you can have whomever you\nwant!\"                \"You\nknow, you're right. I can.\" And he gave her a huge hug.                 She\nsniffed back tears. \"But I thought you'd be more interested in everyone else.\"                \"I am\ninterested, you silly feline. But once they're free, who will be there for me?\nYou !\"                She\nexpressed all of her frustration, love and relief in a way he had never dreamed\nof before. While he could easily have thrown her and pinned her, he was much too\ncaught up in the fierceness of her love making. So he lay there as she poured\nevery ounce of herself into showing him how much she cared.                It was\nlater that they still lay where they were, wrapped up in each other's arms. She\nwas cuddled in close to his side. He was fighting the urge to go again. He\ndidn't want her to think that was all she was good for, but the fact was, that\nhad been the reason for her creation. He was remembering the first time, in his\ndreams, when she first appeared. It was funny how those things were getting\nclearer now, and his former life was fading. But then, to hell with that life.\nIt had only been work and misery.                He\ncouldn't help wondering what other felines there were here. Pomeroy had been a\npleasant surprise. The big fellow was handsome, but he had been a he. Despite\nhis attraction to him, Diogenes didn't feel that he had any homosexual\nfeelings. In fact, come to think of it, he found he didn't have any distinct\nsexual orientation at the moment. That gave him pause for thought; that didn't\nseem right. What he now had was a complete sexual orientation. He was an equal\nopportunity lover!                \"Kakhra?\"                A\nsleepy voice whispered up to him. \"What is it?\"                \"How\nmany felines are there here?\"                \"Oh,\nyou and your stupid questions. There's probably one more than you can count.\"                Her\nanswer wasn't as cryptic as it sounded. There was probably more dream creatures\nbeing created every minute. He was still interested in find out.                \"I want\nto see the felines of this world!\"                It was\na terrible thing to ask for. In the next instant the couple was surrounded by a\nsea of furry bodies, ranging from house cats to lions and tigers, pumas and leopards,\nocelots and cheetahs; even a few saber tooth cats, the great\nSmilodons.  Kakhra reached down and\npinched his ass.                \"Really?\nIf you're going to occupy yourself thusly, I think I get to have some fun too!\"                He\nstood and pulled her erect. The crowd was buzzing with conversation. He\nbellowed above the noise. \"Listen up!\" His voice carried like a sonic boom.\nEveryone went silent.                \"I'd\nlike to introduce myself. I'm Diogenes Smith. I don't know much about this\nplace and you don't know much about me. But from what I understand, I'm called\na creator. And it seems I have to power to set you free. So...who would like to\nbe free?\"                Pandemonium\nbroke out. A wave of feline bodies pressed down on them. Kakhra was feeling\nclaustrophobic within seconds. Apparently word was spreading like wildfire, and\nmost, if not all who were present, were aware of who he was. To be called forth\nfrom their respective places had to be the most exciting thing to ever happen\nto them.                The\nproblem was now down to whom he would choose. She had her own choice already\nmade if he would allow it. His deafening voice carried over the murmuring of\nthe crowd.                 \"I'm\ngoing to thin you out for now. I guess you're all excited, but I can't handle\nthis many at once. I'm going to pare you back until I can deal with this much\nchoice. With a wave of his hand, all the other leopardesses vanished. Kakhra\nlet loose a sigh of relief.                With\nanother wave, every lion in the crowd vanished. \nThat left a lot remaining. There were tigers and tigresses, and a horde\nof smaller felines, right down to the cute little house cats. Kakhra was hoping\nhe had no intention of trying anything with them. Despite what was said about\nbeing able to handle a lot of abuse, she couldn't imagine his present form\ntackling some poor little thing like that. There were creators who had no\nqualms about it.                In the\nnext instant, he waved his hand and every normal house and small cat\ndisappeared. This took some of the wild cats as well. That still left a\ndizzying array of fine felines to choose from. Luckily for her, the one she\nliked was in that group. Diogenes continued to pare the group down until he had\njust one. The leopardess was both elated and saddened. Apparently he saw the\nsame qualities as she did in this wonderful person. That meant he was going to\nget her and she wasn't.                The\nperson in question was a fantasy mix of tiger stripes, the black of which was actually\ncomposed of cheetah rosettes. Instead of orange, the colored fur was a rosy\nred. Her eyes were sunlit pools of turquoise and her mouth was purrrrrrrrfect. But\nwho knew what hid beneath those layers of clothes, for she wore a dated costume\nof unknown origin. Diogenes was walking around here, examining her in minute\ndetail.                He\nnever was much for fashion, but he approved of her clothing. \"Steam Punk...yes?\"                She did\na little bow. \"Yes milord!\"                \"My\nname is Diogenes. Please use it, or call me nothing at all.\"                \"Well\nDiogenes, I know a little about you. Sometimes there is little to do here, so\nyou can rest assured the news of anything important travels like wildfire. What\ncan the humble Madame Voltura do for you?\"                \"Humble?\nDressed like that?\"                She\nlooked down at herself. \"Do you think I chose this get-up?                \"Uh...now\nthat you mention it, I suppose not. But I happen to like it!\"                She\neyed him carefully. \"Just what are you into?\"                \"At the\nmoment, you.\"                \"Not\nyet you're not. I'll have you know my creator was a female...\"                \"So?\"                \"I'm\nnot your run-of-the-mill female.\"                \"I\nnever said you were.\"                She\nsighed. Kakhra saved her from any further explanation. \"Madame Voltura is a bit\nmore on the homosexual side of life...\"                \"Oh.\"                There\nwas awkward silence.                \"Listen\nup creator man. I am what I am. I didn't chose it, it was chosen for me.\"                \"Which\nmeans what?\"                \"Which\nmeans if I had a choice in things, I might be more attracted to your offer. But\nI'm just not into males, even one as handsome as you.\"                \"Is\nthat so?\" He leaned forward and kissed her passionately. She allowed it for a\nmoment before slapping his face.                \"How\ndare you force yourself upon...\" SHe stopped a moment. \"What?\"\nShe was staring at him. \"I don't know. Suddenly I find you attractive. I mean, I thought you were handsome, but now...I don't know.                 \"I'll\nhelp you figure it out. I just released you from your servitude, so you can make up your mind\nany way you want.\"                \"What?\nJust like that? Rumor had it you needed to engage us on a more personal level.\"                \"I\nthink that might get to be a little tedious. I happen to like sex, and I happen\nto really like sex here, but if I am to help everyone, I don't think screwing\neverything that moves is a good idea. I mean, really? Little house cats? That's\njust stupid. I'm sure I could shrink myself, or make them bigger, but what's the\npoint?\"                \"You\ndon't sound like much of a creator...\"                \"Why?\"                \"Because\ncreators are selfish and egotistical.\"                \"Yes I\nsuppose you're right. Well, that being said, I guess I'll leave you now.\"                He\nturned to go. A lovely hand reached out to stop him. \"Don't go.\"                He did\nan about face. \"Make up your mind. If I was going to lord it over you, I'd be\ndoing it. I have given you a choice now. You can tell me to go to hell if you'd\nlike. I don't own you nor do I control you.\"                \"You're\nnot kidding are you?\" She turned her gaze to Kakhra. \"He's not, is he?\"                The\nleopardess was drooling slightly. \"No he's not. As his creation, I can tell you\nmost emphatically he is not.\"                 \"Ok.\nLet's say I believe you. What do I get out of this?\"                \"You\nalready got it. I gave you freedom.\"                \"But\nwhat if my creator returns? What if she wants me back?\"                \"Do you\nwant her?\"                \"Well...I\nthink so.\"                \"Then\nreturn, but as a free spirit.\"                \"You\nmake it sound easy.\"                Diogenes\nsucked in a breath. \"Look. If you want to sit here and debate things, find\nsomeone else. I pulled you from the crowd because I found you to be\ninteresting.\"                The\nleopardess mirrored his words. \"Interesting. Yes, she is very interesting!\"                \"What?\"\nThat was from Diogenes and Madame Voltura both...at the same time.                \"Hey! I\nhappen to like her too!\"                Voltura\nlooked from one to the other. \"A creator and his pet want to take on me? I\nagree. This could be very interesting. In fact, as I think on it, this opens up\nso many possibilities.\" Then she frowned. \"But we aren't allowed to mingle with\nour own kind!\"                \"You\nare if you're free.\"                Voltura\nstepped forward and grabbed Kakhra by the shoulders and planted a kiss on her\nlips. The leopardess melted in her arms. Diogenes got a hard on watching. She\nbroke the embrace and worked her way down to her hips. The leopardess collapsed\non the floor. When Voltura finished there was a literal black puddle on the\nfloor that had once been Diogenes' creation. She was now a quivering mass of\nfeline flesh.                \"Apparently\nthis works on more than my old mistress. I think I'm going to miss her.\"                \"Who\nsays you have to leave her. Just take a more active role.\"                \"Active?\nBuddy, you've not seen me in an active role yet. And I've never had the chance\nof bedding male. Now that prospect sounds more appealing.\"                \"So?\"                \"So why\ndon't we try it out? I'm finding that I'm suddenly less averse to things as I was\nbefore.\"                A small\nvoice called up from the floor. \"Can I join? Please!\"                Voltura\nsmiled down at the limp leopardess. \"Honey, haven't you had enough?\"                \"Of\nyou? I don't think so!\"                Diogenes\nput on his best hurt face. \"Am I yesterday's news already? What happened to\nloving me?\"                \"I do\nlove you. You say you love me, but that hasn't stopped your promiscuity.\"                \"Touché!\"\nHe actually looked dejected.                \"Oh,\nI'm sorry Diogenes! I didn't mean to sound mean. I was just pointing out...\"                \"I know\nwhat you were doing...\"                Voltura\nlaughed. \"Ignore him girl. He's just playing with you. I think he already had\nan idea into what you liked. After all, he did create you. You are a mirror of\nhis desires. I don't mind entertaining two guests. But perhaps we could have\nsomething a little cozier?\"                Diogenes\nlooked at her, thought up an appropriate setting and poof; they were surrounded\nin steam punk opulence.  Everything was\nin copper and brass...and feather beds and silk. Cut glass decanters of brandy,\nsurrounded by equally tasteful glasses, feathers, artwork; and a collection of\n\"toys\" that had Voltura didn't recognize.                \"I love\nwhat you've done with the place, but what exactly are these?\"                She\nheld up an obvious dildo.                \"Oh\nnothing. Parting gifts if you will.\"                \"And\nyou'll think I'll need them? It's not like I haven't used them before.\"                \"Well,\nI won't be able to satisfy your needs all the time!\"                \"Oh? Is\nthat the way this is going to be?\"                \"Oh God\nI hope so!\"                The\nunique feline's laughter filled the room. \"I must say Diogenes, I think I like\nyou. So I can have you, and her, and anyone I want, and still be faithful to my\nmistress creator?\"                \"I don't\nsee why not?\"                \"Hmmm.\nWell let's get busy. I'm sure you have a lot on your platter.\"                \"I have\nnot intention of hurrying this. I don't care what I have on my platter!\"                Voltura\nraised her eyebrows. With a smile she began unbuttoning her clothing. It was\nthen that he noted the number of them. A lot. And she was painstakingly undoing\neach one. Diogenes was a patient man, but this was driving him crazy! She had\nto have a hundred buttons. There were buttons on her vest, and buttons on her\nshirt. There were buttons on her velvet pants, and buttons on her knee high\nboots.                Kakhra\nmoved next t him. \"No one outside of her creator has ever seen her naked. Isn't\nthis exciting?\"                Diogenes\nshrugged. \"I think it's tedious.\"                The\nleopardess hit him hard. \"You have no sense of adventure! Watch her. She moves\nlike the wind. She has the fluidity of water. Don't tell me you don't what her\neven more for the show she's putting on!\"                Kakhra\nwas right. His impatience was a waste. He was looking forward to the\ndestination, and was missing the trip. In fact, it dawned on him that a lot of\nthe beings here were without clothing. His lithe leopardess was. Maybe he\nshould consider some clothing for her. After all, black went with everything.                She was\nsuddenly dressed in a combination of black leather and white lace. She looked\ndown, mildly startled.                 \"Hmmm.\nInteresting. You see. Sometimes what you don't see is more exciting than what\nyou do see. That way, you don't take it for granted!\"                \"True.\nAnd that last thing I need to do while I'm here is get too jaded. Then I'll be\nas bad as every other creator.\"                \"Not\nyou dear. You have a heart of gold!\" She gave him a passionate kiss.                He\nsmiled and playfully batted her away. \"Not now...I'm watching!\"                She\nmoved down to his neck and nibbled away. \"Can you see now?\"                \"Yes...but\nI can't concentrate.\"                \"Good.\nThat's the point!\"                He\nlaughed and pushed her away. She giggled to. \"You know, this world isn't all\nabout sex. You can have a good time in all manners of interaction.\"                He\nsighed. \"I know. But can you let me have this one in peace?\"                \"No.\nBecause I'm joining you. When she's done stripping, I am so getting off on her.\nIt's only fair. She has been around for decades and no one outside her creator\nhas ever had the opportunity seeing her naked, much less going to bed with\nher.\"                \"Decades?\"\nhe asked absently, watching the fascinating feline twirling as she removed bits\nand pieces of her accoutrements.                 \"Decades.\nSome say that's why her creator made her this way. Some of us are young. But back\nin the day, I guess they had more imagination.\"                \"Have\nyou ever seen Voltura's creator?\"                \"As a\nmatter of fact, yes. She has been known to simply walk through the world, arm\nin arm with her pet...err...creation. I have never seen happier eyes than those she\nhas. It was as if she had no cares when she was here. She was beautiful too,\nfor a human. I can't say how she looked in real \nlife, but she had silver flowing hair and smooth porcelain skin. She\nlooked like an elf, and I know what elves look like. There are plenty here.\"                \"Decades...I\nwonder how old she is now? The description hardly means anything. I mean, I was\nme. I never thought about being anything else. Now? Heck, I guess I could be\nanything. That would open up more possibilities.\"                \"You\nsilly man! I told you; size and form doesn't matter here. You could have made love to\none of those tiny little cats you waved off if you had wanted to force the issue.\"                Diogenes\nstifled a nasty comment. \"That may be so. But I'm not the type of person who\nwould feel right screwing a poor little house cat while I was in this huge tiger\nform. No matter how mutual the pleasure might be, I couldn't get it out of my\nhead that I wasn't raping something clutched in my paws. Heck, I can make my\ncock bigger than those little felines.\"                \"And\nyet it'd fit. At the smem time you could make it small enough to suit your sense of propriety. It doesn't make sense, but it doesn't have to. It just is.\"                \"And I\nam just as I am. However...\"                \"However\nwhat?\"                \"That\ndoesn't preclude me changing to a smaller size, something more equal to\ntheirs.\"                \"Hmmm.\nYou have a point. You know, I think a lot of them would like that.\"                \"That's\nwhat I was thinking too.\" His voice drifted away as he looked at Voltura.                She had\nremoved a goodly portion of her costume. Her chest was now bare, exposing the\nmost hypnotic pair of breasts he could ever imagine. They were covered in fine,\nsoft fur. At first glance, the casual observer might assume that she had been\ntattooed, but tattoos would never show through fur. No, what they would see was\na pattern in her fur the formed a spiral, starting at the widest point of her\nbreasts and working in to the nipples. It was in that same rosy pink color. No\nmatter how you looked at them, they brought your attention back to the center.\nBlack nipples might sound strange, but on her, they were magnificent. Even\nKakhra was drooling.                Voltura\ncontinued to carefully disrobe, coyly hiding her body from time to time. Diogenes\nhad been to a strip club only once. He had found the dancer's movements to be\novert and tasteless. This was something not even in the same ballpark. It was a\nscene plucked from One Thousand and One\nNights. The more he watched, the less he wanted her to finish. She was art\nin motion.                The\nleopardess was growing a bit jealous. \"I could do that too you know.\"                He\ndidn't take his eyes off of Voltura. \"Oh, and you will, you will.\" He waited for\nher to hit him. All he got was a purr.                \"Do you\nmean it?\"                \"Oh God\ngirl! If she doesn't hurry up, I'm going to take it out on you right here!\"                \"Shhh!\nBe patient. I think she's about done.\" That much was true. The last little bit\nof clothing was on the floor, or strewn across the furniture. Diogenes was\nstanding there, cock hard and his mouth agape. Even his leopardess sucked in a\nbreath.                Diogenes\nwasn't a fan of the human body. Animals seemed to have more grace, both in\ntheir movements and in their looks. People seemed to be fat, or skinny, or,\nwell just not that pleasant to look at or be with. He never thought he looked\nparticularly dashing. But the creator of this feline made the pinnacle of\nbeauty. He liked his Kakrha, but this girl topped anything he could ever have\nimagined. This lady; this creator, she was a true artist.                Voltura's\ncrotch was nothing like Kakhra's. He had imagined for her a simple, too human-like set of genitals. They looked a bit feline, but he had only caught glimpses\nof the real thing at the zoo, so his mind had erred on the side of caution. But\nVoltura's were sculpted. They were beautiful. Like her breasts, the area around\nwhat had to be a wonderful hole was surrounded. The pattern drew your eyes in.\nThat rosy red swirled in from her belly and her hips to collect right over her\ncrotch. The fur fluffed out in an unusual way to create a rose. Not flat mind\nyou, but a three dimensional, open rose.                 Even\nmore astounding was the aroma. She smelled like flowers, and jasmine, and\nspices, and, and...\"                He felt\nher soft paw on his chin. \"Close that big handsome mouth, my tigerish friend. I'll\ntell you when you can open it.\"                He\nsnapped it shut. \"Sorry. I've never seen anything like you before.\"                \"Oh\ncome on honey. You've got yourself a great gal there. You don't need me. Just\nshow her some imagination. Dropping you pants and getting your jollies is all\nwell and good, but show you care. Take the time to show her she means something\nto you.\"                Without\nanother word, she held out her paws, taking his and the leopardess's and\nleading them to the bed. She undressed the tiger, and cooed over his cock. \"I\nthought you might go bigger. Everyone thinks size is so important.  My mistress has no such organ and we do\nfine.\"                She\npushed him onto the bed. She turned to the other female. \"Clothing? Have I had\nan impact on him so quickly? Good!\" She soon had the black and white outfit off\nand on the floor.                \"I\ncould have made is vanish you know.\"                \"Oh do\nshut up. You want instant gratification. Now do as your told.\"                \"You\ndidn't tell me...\"                \" I.\nTold. You. To. Shut. Up.\"                \"Yes\nma'am!\"                She\nguided the leopardess up on the bed, guiding her over his face. \"He may be your\ncreator dearest one, but that doesn't mean he has to be in charge. Expecially\nnow, as you're free. Make him give you something in return for all you have\ndone for him. \"                \"But I\ncan't do that!\"                \"Sure\nyou can. Now get that body of yours moving. I get the lower part. I am so\ncurious how this will feel.\"                Kakhra\ncarefully lowered herself on to his face. She was afraid of hurting him. Then\nit dawned on her that while he could be hurt, it wasn't as likely in his tiger\nbody. She rubbed herself across his face and nose, feeling his stiff whiskers\ntickle some very intimate spots. She felt his tongue come out and nearly came\nright then and there. This was so naughty and out of character for her! She\nliked it!                The\nother feline lowered herself onto his cock. \"Now listen up big guy. I've played\nwith toys, but never have I had the real thing. I want you to let me do the\nmoving. You may not be able to harm me, but I don't need you getting all crazy\non me.                With\nthat, he could feel the heat of her body increase. If his cock had been a\nthermometer, it would have blow the top out immediately. She pushed down and\ndown and down. It was as if his cock was infinite; as was the depth of her body. There came\na time when he wanted to look past Kakhra to see what the other was doing. It\nwas driving him crazy.                  He did hear her voice. \"You like? You need to\nthink outside the box. Well, inside the box is maybe more appropriate. I'm\ntelling you man, you can have a lot of fun just by opening up your mind. My\ncreator often would forgo her sexual fantasies for other, more intriguing\npursuits. But if you'd like, I'll show you those later. For now, we have\nsomething a bit more personal to explore.\"                He\ngroaned as she pushed down. When she pulled back up, he could feel himself\nlifted off of the bed.  She may never\nhave had sex with a male, but she definitely knew how to do it! He hated that\nhe couldn't actively do anything, except move his tongue. He decided to take out\nhis frustration on Kakhra.                 She was\ndelighted. All their activities before had been centered around his needs. Now\nhe was working on hers. And boy could his tongue reach the right spot! She\npressed down and ground her furry lips until they were spread wide. \"Get that\ntongue in there mister!\" she ordered.                He\ncomplied, finding that while Volture smelled of herbs and spices, his original\ngirl smelled like musk and vanilla. He didn't remember that. What he didn't\nknow is that as he secretly wished for something, it was happening. His tongue\nwent to work double time.                The\ngirls met above him in a furry embrace. Two mouths became one. Soft paws\nstroked even softer breasts. Both girls synced up and got their bodies moving\nin time to each other. It was almost as if they had forgotten about Diogenes.\nThe fact was, they hadn't. But he was learning a lesson himself...a lesson in\ngiving.                He\ncould hardly complain. He was cock deep in one of the most fantastic felines\nthat had ever been thought up. He wasn't being mean to his own, just that this\nother one had been created with more...style. He was going to make it up to\nKakhra when he had the chance. It was just that he didn't have all that much\nimagination. He was now envious of those who did.                Kakhra\nwas going crazy on his face, and if she wasn't careful, she was going to damage\nherself on his fangs. Then he remembered that they could really be damaged,\neven if they could be hurt. Just because they could end up alright at the end\ndidn't mean he wanted anyone hurt on his account. He reached up and grabbed her\nhips and eased her off...just a bit.                She\nhardly noticed. She was enraptured with making love to one of the only other\nbeings here that she had any eye for.  Of\ncourse, to be honest, almost everyone else did. Just as many more were envious\nof her. They all wanted a creator like hers. It was almost as if that person,\nwhoever she was, was an extension of this world, or maybe it was the other way\naround.                Voltura,\nfor her part, was finding being with a male not nearly so tedious as she had\nthought. Of course, she didn't have to hear him utter stupid male nonsense\neither. This lovely black leopardess was effectively keeping his mouth busy in\nthe only way she thought was appropriate. She wasn't trying to think ill of\nhim, but her creator seemed to have no use for males. Maybe she had been wrong.This one seemed well enough\nequipped to reach some very interesting spots. She was riding a real cock for\nthe first time in her life, such as her life was.  She was trying to figure out why it felt so\ndifferent from the various toys that her creator had available. They were all\npretty much shaped like this one; only this one was...warm. Hot even. That was\nthe difference. This one had life to it. For some reason that heat was\nspreading through her body. It was spreading in a way unlike the passion from\nher creator ran through her veins. She was embarrassed to feel this way.  But not\nenough to stop what she was doing.Their session got pretty intense.\nAfter a while, the girls broke apart from their embrace. Each concentrated on\ngetting off, while Diogenes was pinned under. He hardly minded. He was, in fact,\ndoing his best to hold back, waiting for them to achieve their satisfaction\nfirst. He worked his tongue into Kakhra's hole and forced it in deep. She\ngroaned and ground down hard. Voltura was doing the same on his cock. All at\nonce the girls started to come. He thankfully relaxed and let their pleasure\nbecome his. The leopardess came with a\nhalf-purr, half-growl and slid off of his face onto the floor. That left his\narms free to grab Voltura. He pulled her down onto his chest just as she\nstarted to tighten up.  He brought up his\nknees and proceeded to pound away with a fury. He was sorry if he was hurting her,\nbut he had no time to think about her at the moment. He had held back long enough and now it\nneeded to be free.She said nothing. The only sound\nshe made was little grunts with each forward thrust. At the speed he was going,\nshe sound like a machine gun. Her head was bouncing and her tail was twitching;\nher claws came out and locked onto his shoulders. With a final fury of power,\nhe started to cum. The power and the heat made her scream. It was a roar of\npure passion.All three of them lay there for a\nwhile too caught up in the moment, and too exhausted to bother moving. All that\ncould be heard was the heavy breathing. As that settled down, a new sound could\nbe heard. A quiet voice, like the wind through the trees.\"Well. I was worried about how I\nwas going to break the news to you Madame Voltura, but I think I don't need to\nworry now.\" Voltura shot off his cock and was standing\nupright, looking horrified. \"Mistress?\""}