{"sf1_id":711280,"sf2_id":null,"title":"VersalStory: Blood Lust","author":"diosoth","words":5004,"posted_at":"2014-05-29T22:58:00.000Z","tags":["Catgirl","Evil","Fanfiction","Human","M/F","M/F/F","Sex","Violence (Not In Yiff)","Watersports","Yiff","maplestory"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/711280-versalstory-blood-lust","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/711280","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=711280\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"","content":"VersalStory: Blood Lust\n\nNight. Long night. The six month night of Versal could be annoying,   \nespecially to those traveling through the forests. Tyran, however, was  \nmerely thankful that his messenger pad was backlit. Tapping in a quick   \nmessage to his girlfriend, switching off, he would soon be home.\n\nPlans change. In an instant, they change.\n\nLeaping from the trees, her Dark Sight canceled out, the feline stuck her  \nblade into the traveler's back, smiling as he screamed in pain. Claws  \nout, hand swinging, Tyran's face was raked, torn open, three clean cuts  \nblinding him as blood filled his eyes.\n\nHolding onto the open wound, desperate to keep the blood from spilling,  \nTyran's escape was futile. Through the cold night air, four steel  \narrows, thin but deadly, hit one by one, the young man's body bound to  \nan old tree trunk, bark soaked in red, Tyran's dying breath leaking out  \nfrom a gurgling final scream.\n\nThe black armor seemed to enjoy the moon, shining in what miniscule light  \nthe night air provided. The hunter, his weapon holstered, searched pockets  \nfor money and valuables. Cutting free the cord holding the backpack,   \nthe vicious feline undid the zipper. \"Scrolls... maybe these won't be junk   \nones unlike the last batch we found.\"\n\nGathering the cash, the hunter said, \"we need to go. The wolves can have  \nwhat's left over...\"\n\n------------------------------------------------\n\nA heavy wooden door closed tight, bolted shut from within, the outside  \nworld locked away from the den of thieves. Tossing the stolen loot aside  \nfor now, the catgirl placed her weaponry on the mantle. Blood Kitty, that  \nwas what the whispers called her. Deadly, fearsome, and practically no  \nconcern for life. Stabbing that man had been the same as cutting food. It  \nwas about profit, about gain.\n\nPulling off the tight, thin top, she turned to the hunter. The Dark   \nBosshunter, whispers knew him as. It was rare for anything to cross over  \nfrom the other world, the Maple World, but that armor had been a prize.  \nOr it had been to the man who'd obtained it, a man left to rot in some  \ncave somewhere with an arrow in each eye socket.\n\nCorruption took the armor almost the second the long haired Ranger placed  \nit upon his body, the metal's shine twisting to solid black, the feathers  \nstained with the blood of countless victims.\n\nHowever, all Blood Kitty seemed to be interested in was the removal of that  \ndark armor. \"I'm gettin' in the shower. You gonna come fuck me or do I have  \nto use the sprayer on my slit?\" She received no answer, a typical reply.  \nShrugging, the cat kicked off her skirt, black paws striding through the  \nfortress, into the bathroom. Clicking open the frosted shower door, her  \nentire body jumped like electricity as a heavy arm grabbed her tight, hand  \ngripping her mound, finger shoved inside with force.\n\n\"I wish you'd fuckin' say something once in a while!\" Turning around within  \nthe vise grip, Blood Kitty only smirked. \"You CAN play nice...\"\n\n\"You prefer it rough,\" he stated bluntly, pinching one of her breasts.  \n\"And you're already horny, so why wait?\"\n\nDragging his body into the shower and latching the glass door, the cat  \nmumbled, \"we took a big haul tonight... and killed a few idiots who were  \ndumb enough to get killed...\"\n\nRunning her hands down his chest playfully with a grin, her tongue poked out,  \nrunning across her lips with seductive purpose. \"Watch those fingers,\"  \nthe hunter ordered.\n\n\"Aww, you know I'd never hurt you, I'm always gentle...\" It was, perhaps,   \none truth about these two that held. They were murderers with no regard  \nfor any living thing, taking advantage of whatever could provide an  \nopportunity, yet they were somehow bound to each other since they met.\n\nsix months ago. When night fell, when she saw that armor. Blood Kitty's  \nplan was to rob and pillage in the cover of darkness as she was prone to do  \nduring nightfall, until she saw him. Always a slut at heart, instead of  \ntrying to rob him, the cat offered the stranger oral sex instead.\n\nThey'd been inseparable since, building a fortune contained within the  \nsolid walls of the hunter's old family house. Piles of gold, cash money,  \nweapons, taking up space and ensuring a wealthy life, assuming they lived  \nlong enough and avoided the fate many of their prey had endured.\n\nHoisting a leg up and around his body, the cat eased the throbbing,  \nerected rod into her dripping hole, body sliding back and forth as it probed  \ndeep within, touching nerves and filling her void. Hands on her ass,  \nsupporting his partner's weight gently, thrusting with steady rhythm,  \nthe hunter inquired gently, \"where do you want it?\"\n\n\"Yeah, you're as horny as I am, aren't you?\" Groaning between breaths,  \nKitty replied, \"deep in me. Keep going...\" He had seen it before taking  \noff his own armor, the wet soaked spot on her skirt. It was no secret to him  \nthat what they did drove her wild, both mentally and sexually, and he'd been  \nthinking about this all day, their return home and screwing in any  \nposition imaginable, in any place imaginable.\n\nThe ear-splitting cry echoed in the shower space, Blood Kitty's pussy  \nscreaming out in a language only her body could feel, hot jizz flowing   \ninside, glazing her cervix and splashing out as her lover withdrew.\n\nPlacing her foot back down, balanced against the Ranger's chest, the  \ncat girl allowed her body to calm, breathing slowing, pressing in tight  \nas she let loose, her own little disgusting ritual after having sex in  \nthe shower. The warmth was soothing, piss dripping down the hunter's  \nlegs, his balls drenched in yellow.\n\nIt was their dirty secret. The hunter wasn't fond of being urinated on,  \nthough he was well aware that his lover was driven intense with pleasure  \nby holding her bladder right before sex and the shower was the only spot  \nin which he agreed to this.\n\nTurning to the faucet, her furry hands twisted both water knobs, warm,  \npure water spraying forth to clean away their sweat and other fluids.\n\nBut it would never wash away their sins.\n\n------------------------------------------------\n\nIt had been yet another fine meal as was the norm. Piles of meat and  \njuice, with that little bit of alcohol to tingle the senses. Sitting  \nnaked at their table, counting the large pile of money, Kitty contemplated  \nthe possibility of using a roll of cash as a small sex toy. Perverse ideas,  \nof course, and the mere thought of handing some clerk at a store money that  \nhad been soaked in her sex liquids seemed almost thrilling.\n\n\"Hey...\"\n\n\"What is it?\" he begged.\n\n\"Just wondering... you know much about that other world?\"\n\nRolling over on the sheets, the Dark Bosshunter scoffed at it. \"They can   \nhave that idiotic fat mouse for all I care. It's some messed up world  \nwhere people care about honor.\"\n\nThe cat asked, confused, \"honor? What the fuck's that?\"\n\n\"It's something people with no money like to brag about.\"\n\n\"Eeuugh... yuck.\" The idea churned her stomach worse than even the wine  \ndid. \"People over there probably fuck once a month and worship gods or  \nsomething.\"\n\n\"I don't care... they have night and light periods every day. How...  \nbland.\" His voice hid the disappointment. The six month night was about  \nto end and soon, it would be light out. Their work would be done. Trapped  \naway for six months, going out, pretending to be normal, such thoughts  \nand ideas were depressing. He wasn't someone who worked well in sunlight.  \nThe shadows, they were his tool of choice. They concealed him, made his  \nbody invisible, made it easy to stalk those weak enough to take advantage   \nof.\n\nLeaving their stolen earnings alone, Blood Kitty slinked to the bed,  \neasing down. She'd seen her partner eyeing something in his hand. \"What's  \nthat you got?\"\n\nShoving the object away, he responded, \"nothing...\"\n\n\"No, no, no...\" Pouncing his muscular frame, the nimble girl reached for  \nthe tiny treasure. \"A ring? Probably not worth much, it's just- hey...\"  \nExamining the small band closer, it seemed to be a perfect match for her  \nown finger. \"Was this for me?\"\n\n\"Well... if you want it...\"\n\nLeaning back into the pile of pillows, sliding it over her furry digit,  \nthe cat girl smiled. \"I wondered if you really felt that way... I mean,  \nI know we screw and all that but fucking is fucking.\" Grinning ear to ear,  \necstatic over the discovery, Kitty opened the end drawer, grabbing hold of  \na small shiny object, and with a quick grab, held the hunter's hand steady  \nto slip it on his finger.\n\n\"Uh...\" Sweating with a chill, she was nervous. \"I- aw, fuck it! I think  \nI love you! No... I know I love you! There! I said it! Think I'm some  \nloser who has stupid feelings but that's how I feel!\" The fear of such an   \nadmission had long held her back, the idea that a murderer without so much  \nas a shred of remorse could feel love felt like a joke.\n\nLooking up, expression wavering between distrust and longing, the hunter finally  \ngrabbed onto her body, pulled close and kissed. A simple kiss, untrained  \nand forced, but a kiss. \"Wow... that's the first time we made out,\" she  \nmoaned, \"strange... we can fuck and suck but kissing was THAT hard?\"\n\n\"I haven't been close to anyone since my mother died,\" he lamented, painful  \nmemories welling up within. \"Not since she died and my idiot father started  \nblowing away the family money. Guess he regretted that when I cut his   \nthroat.\"\n\n\"Fuckin' sucks, don't it? I never knew my dad, probably didn't matter if  \nI did or not. At least mom's tolerable, most of the time... guess I  \noutta tell her we got married.\"\n\n\"Married? I don't think-\"\n\nCupping his mouth shut, the cat said, \"you want a big ceremony? That costs  \nmoney out the ass! The rings're good enough. But... say it!\"\n\n\"Say...it? Oh...\" Facing the deadly mushrooms, hunting down people to  \nrob, those were easy tasks. Three words, hardest of all. \"I love you!\"\n\n\"Wasn't so bad, was it? We'll practice the next few days...\" Light would  \nsoon fall and they'd be stuck indoors. \"We'll say it while we're fucking.  \nMakes it easier to get used to! Speaking of fucking, I'll be going into  \nheat in about three days so I'll be wetter than a river.\"\n\n\"You got that medicine?\" he asked.\n\nThe cat responded, \"fuck yeah, I ain't gettin' pregnant!\" An odd medicinal  \ndrink, made of crushed birds, that prevented pregnancy in her kind while  \nthey went into heat. She'd kept a healthy supply on hand at all times,   \nmaking her sex much more tolerable during those two days in which her pussy  \nburned. \"Wanna get some hookers?\"\n\n\"About that...\" Eyes rolled, the hunter sick of her game. \"I don't mind  \na few more girls to play with but do you HAVE to keep killing them?\"\n\n\"And let them go knowing where we live?\"\n\nHe sighed in disgust. \"Just seems a waste of real talent. Some of those   \nwomen were hot and experienced!\"\n\n\"Alright... maybe I can blindfold them and lead them here so they won't  \nhave a clue. Happy?\"\n\n\"Very.\"\n\n\"Yeah... speaking of eating pussy, think you'll start with mine more often?\"\n\nLeaning up to look down at her bush, he remarked, \"I would if I wasn't  \nafraid you'd piss on my face!\"\n\n\"Hey!\" Mildly offended, the cat stated, \"I only do that in the shower after  \nwe fuck! I'd never piss on your face... anyway, a pussy's nicer to eat  \nwhen it's clean.\" Kitty's been bisexual all her life and playing with  \nother women only seemed to enhance her fun. Not only sixty-nining but also  \nwatching them scream as her partner nailed them, watching their labias  \nstretch out as they were penetrated, clits swollen and juices spraying.\n\nTaking a quick glance at their bedroom walls, the girlie posters were  \nuseful for a quick turn-on. It was her concession to decorating the house.  \nShe left most of it alone so long as the bedroom was her domain.\n\nThe hunter feared stuffed toys and pink hearts. What he got were posters  \nof stuffed, fake breasts and pink snatches, bikini girls and naked whores  \nplastered everywhere. Somehow, convincing anyone that a woman had  \ndecorated the room would be a difficult task, perhaps impossible.\n\nRolling on top of his partner in crime, the hunter thrust deep inside,  \nher tail curling wildly as both legs wrapped around his ass. \"Someone's  \nin the mood for a party!\"\n\n\"We just got married,\" he mumbled, \"I think we're supposed to get it on   \nwhen we do that!\"\n\n\"Yeah, and we told each other we loved each other,\" she responded with  \na wide smile. \"That means we have to fuck ten times harder than we did  \nbefore or it's not genuine... or something like that, I don't know...\"\n\nBiting on her lip with gentle force, the two began to make out, sucking  \non each other's tongues playfully as their hips rocked, slowly, unlike  \nwhat they had typically done. \"Take your time... Di-\"\n\n\"UH!\"\n\n\"What? Your name is nice...\" She couldn't understand why the sound of his   \nown name offended her lover so much. Whispering it softly, the cat asked,   \n\"did that sound so bad?\"\n\n\"No. You can call me that... just when we're alone, okay?\"\n\nLaughing gently, enjoying the feeling of the hunter's hard cock within her  \nbox, she remarked, \"I'll keep all your secrets safe...\"\n\nSomehow, in their evil desires, their blood-stained past, a hint of love had   \nfilled the room. Perhaps a miracle had occurred. Whatever had happened,  \nit wasn't an event that could be easily defined.\n\n------------------------------------------------\n\n2 weeks have passed\n\nThe smog-filled air of Henesys City did little to block out the sun. Bright,  \nrelenting, peering through, and it would do so for six long months. Six  \nmonths of time off. It was simply too much trouble to sneak around without  \nthe darkness to provide the needed cover.\n\nMushroom Park remained one of the very few undeveloped corners of the city.  \nA simple patch of grass around the statue of Athena Bloodwake, an immortal  \nwoman who came to this area a thousand years prior and conquered the land.  \n\"So... what to do...\" Her tail fluttering through the slot in their bench,  \nBlood Kitty looked upward to the statue, feeling adventurous. \"Wanna go  \nsee if she's up for some three-way action?\"\n\n\"Filthy whore's probably screwing some new recruits right now,\" the Dark  \nBosshunter answered. Normally he would accept but not in the light. She would  \nbe busy and personally, Diosoth was beyond intolerant of the woman.\n\n\"Aww, c'mon,\" Kitrina protested. \"I could double dildo the stuck-up slut  \nwhile you take her in the ass!\"\n\nHarshly waving a hand to quiet the catgirl, Diosoth ordered, \"we should go  \nto the boat. That's what we're here for instead of being HOME...\" It was a   \nneeded reminder. His crime partner was many things, but tied to her duties  \nwas not one of them. \"We just have to convince her guards we're worth seeing.\"\n\n\"They had better or-\"\n\n\"Stuff it, woman!\" he cried out, clasping a hand over the cat's mouth. \"They'll  \nwant money. We have it. They have no reason to turn down a meeting.\" Dragging  \nhis partner along, they two made their way towards the Pirate docks.\n\n--------------------------------------------\n\nTall, well-built and as dangerous as they were sterile, the Pirate boats  \nwere at rest along the water's edge. Guns aimed outward, at no particular   \ntarget, but a sign of their power. Shuffling along, the underlings hauled  \nbarrels and crates, no doubt food supplies and stolen goods. This was their   \ntime to replenish at the major port, during the day. As with any vicious  \nthief, the Pirates found it best to work in the dark.\n\nThe couple were offered no confrontation in their passage through the main  \nvessel, until they reached the head doors. Within, their leader. Outside,  \nan odd man, muscular, burned face and bandages. A long knife tied to his wrist,  \ncaked in dried flecks of blood, told his tale. This man was a bodyguard.\n\n\"We're here to see your leader,\" Diosoth stated, unwavered by the guard's  \nappearance. \"It's business.\"\n\n\"Piss off,\" he screamed back. \"You ain't got business.\"\n\nSlinking around seductively, doing her best to show off cleavage, Kitrina  \nfound it strange that the guard paid her no attention. \"You're blind!\"\n\n\"True. You still ain't gettin' by me!\"\n\nThrusting his forearm under their blockade's chin, pushing down hard,  \nthe dark hunter blocked the knife arm. \"You did not hear me, I said we have  \nbusiness to discuss!\"\n\nSliding open, a machine lock releasing, the door revealed the leader of this  \nband of thieves. \"Muirhat! Let them in!\"\n\n\"But they...\" he began to protest, still struggling under a crushed  \nwindpipe.\n\nShe sighed. \"Muirhat, shut the fuck up and get out of here.\" Releasing the  \nburly man, Diosoth watched him run away, beaten. \"Help... can't get any good  \nhelp anymore.\" Tall, beautiful, in barely more than a bikini and boots,  \nher pistol hung off the hip. Kyrine, the woman of legend. An eyepatch hid  \nsome unknown wound, short hair kept trimmed and out of her way. \"What do you  \ntwo want?\"\n\n\"Guns.\" Diosoth was to the point. \"Lots of them. We have the money.\"\n\nLights flicked on within Kyrine's mind. \"Come in, we'll talk.\" Allowing the  \nstrangers to join her, the duo were greeted by a private room lined with  \njewels, gold and paintings of nude women. \"Depends on what you need. Pistols?  \nRifles? Or miniguns?\"\n\nGrinning, the jackpot hers, Kit replied, \"we'll have to talk prices before  \nwe can say...\"\n\n\"Fair enough,\" Kyrine babbled, pointing them towards a large, plush sofa.   \n\"Sit.\" Crossing her legs as she rested in the throne, the Pirate girl pointed  \ntowards Diosoth. \"You. Show me your cock.\"\n\n\"Slutty little bitch,\" Kitrina smirked. \"Go on, big man, flash her your dick.\"\n\nUnzipping, pulling out his manhood, the dark hunter peeled back the foreskin.  \n\"Uncut,\" she noted, \"I like that. Carpet matches, too.\" His yellow pubic hair  \nmade the woman smile. \"Not many guys have that.\"\n\nPutting the junk back, he stated clearly, \"I'm not here for that. We want to   \nbuy guns.\"\n\n\"Guns... we'll talk when I'm satisfied. You, little kitty, you skip on the   \npanties?\" Kyrine demanded to know.\n\nHer legs apart, Kitrina flashed the stubble over her box. \"Panties get in the  \nway.\"\n\nPleased at the pair's eagerness to do as asked, the woman unstrapped her   \npistol, tossing it to the hunter, he caught the weapon. \"You trust me with   \nthis?\"\n\n\"Number one,\" Kyrine answered, \"you won't shoot someone who you know will  \nfuck you later. Number two, if you did you'd never get out of my ship alive.\"  \nThat fact alone was evident. The compound was teeming with loyal Pirate  \nguards, all of them armed. \"That's my personal weapon. Easy to load, never  \njams, accurate.\" A marvel of gunsmithing, cold and heavy, a pistol worthy of  \nthe Pirate's leader. \"However, you may prefer something a little more suitable  \nfor crowds.\"\n\n\"I think maybe a full show of what you have would be better,\" Kitrina   \nresponded. \"We're in the market for quiet weapons. Silencers... one shot kills.  \nEasy to carry. Maybe some bigger guns for those special occasions. We'll also  \nneed ammunition, lots of it and that's where a large amount of our money  \nwill have to go. We'll need to keep a healthy stock.\"\n\nThe weapon returned to her hand, Kyrine smelled profit. \"As we're the only ones  \nwho could supply you with ammunition, you'll be dependent on our supplies.  \nI do have a few models I could show you.\" Tossing off her thin jacket, dagger   \nheels stamping the steel floor, \"I'll prepare a small kit and bring them to   \nyour preferred location in a few hours. Alone, of course.\"\n\n\"Alone?\" Diosoth questioned her. \"No guards or escort?\"\n\nRolling her one eye, the Pirate replied factfully, \"this isn't going to be  \njust business. I haven't been nailed in months. You two fuck me proper and  \nthen we'll talk sales. I don't need an audience and as loyal as my men are,   \nthey're also a bit stupid. I wouldn't want them thinking my screams are a  \ncry for help.\"\n\n\"Ain't been laid...\" The revelation made Kitrina suspicious. \"You've got men  \nall around you and you ain't been laid? I might have to wonder why...\"\n\n\"Little kitty,\" Kyrine scolded, \"most of these idiots wouldn't know what to do  \nwith a woman if they had a booklet. Sex isn't instinct, it's skill. I'd bet  \nthe two of you bang pretty often. I'd do it now but this isn't such a good   \nplace.\" She sighed with the thought. \"Interruptions, people listening in...  \nit's annoying.\"\n\nSlinking upright, tail wagging with the anticipation, \"I trust you. Not   \nentirely but for now... I'll met you at the Henesys City entrance gate. My  \nboyfriend will get the place cleaned up. If I think you have anyone\u0026nbsp; watching  \nfrom a distance I won't show up, am I clear? Three hours! I'll wait five  \nminutes past but I'm gone after.\"\n\n\"Very clear. I'll be there on time, so don't get your tail in a bunch.\"   \nOpening the security lock on her private door, Kyrine led them out to return   \nhome. Wheeling past, a large tank of water held some vicious creature, swimming   \nin the confined space. Angry, horn shining in the artificial lights, it seemed  \nto frighten the handlers. \"That's my latest prize. He is known as Sharil,  \nthe prince of the whale monsters. Very mean.\"\n\n\"I'll bet,\" Diosoth grunted. Pity to any man who would have to face it.\n\n--------------------------------------------\n\nPractically forced open, the wooden door was more like a gate. \"Not bad,\"  \nKyrine complimented, \"this place is practically a fortress.\"\n\n\"We like our privacy,\" Kitrina responded. \"Babe, we're here.\"\n\nNoticing the heavy latched box in Kyrine's hands, he pointed to the table.  \n\"There's fine.\"\n\n\"I think you two will like this one the most,\" she said, pulling out a sturdy  \nhandgun. \"The silencer is built in, holds fifteen rounds, easy to clip load.  \nI suggest the hollow point rounds, they'll expand and shatter, it'll do more  \ndamage to anyone you shoot. Guaranteed kill.\"\n\nMore than eager now, Blood Kitty's hands grabbed for the Pirate's tiny top,  \nunhooking the front clasps. Breasts bounced out, massive tits that had been  \ntucked away. Behind her, Kitrina's paws wrapped tight, squeezing the soft  \nbreasts like dough. \"Oh, fuck yeah! I'd have nailed you as the implant type  \nbut these are beautiful!\"\n\n\"I've shot men for touching me less, little cat!\"\n\n\"I'm not a man and you're a slutty bitch,\" Kit replied, knowing damn well this  \nwas exactly what their guest wished for. \"Tell me, you trickle or gush when   \nyou're turned on?\"\n\nChuckling softly, Kyrine enjoyed the fondle buddy's touching as she unlatched  \nthe larger compartment. \"A basic shotgun. Tight cone of fire, modded to hold   \neight shells, for the ones who refuse to stay down. Loud as fuck, though and  \nhard to hide.\"\n\n\"We'll want two of each, and enough ammo to fill one of our closets.\"\n\n\"Not cheap,\" she replied.\n\nOpening the closet in question, coins and jewels were stacked neatly within.  \n\"I was thinking of trading. We'll need the closet empty anyway...\"\n\n\"Aw, shit!\" The pile of money was unreal. \"Where'd you get that!?\"\n\n\"We have our ways,\" Kitrina said smugly. \"A dead body here, a few robberies  \nthere...\"\n\nHands gripping Kit's paws, the catgirl still squeezing Kyrine's soft tits,  \nshe said, \"I'd heard rumors since we got to port. Guess they were true.   \nWhatever works for you.\"\n\nInspecting the shotgun, he asked, \"no plans to just murder us and take   \neverything we have?\"\n\n\"Only an idiot kills off a good thing,\" the woman said plainly. \"You have a  \nneed that only I can fill. I kill you, I get a pile of cash. I keep you  \nalive, the cash rolls in. It's a better long-term investment to let you  \nlive.\"\n\n\"And she's a horny girl,\" Kit mumbled. \"Who doesn't trust her crew to do  \nher good...\"\n\n\"Then let's seal the deal,\" Diosoth grunted, pushing the woman to the table,  \narms pinned back, tying her hands with rope. Stripping off her leather skirt,  \nas he'd expected, Kyrine wore no underwear. Her bare pussy was already soaking  \nwet.\n\n\"HEY! The FUCK? What the fuck's going on?\"\n\n\"DUH!\" Blood Kitty spat, \"he's going to bang your sorry ass 'til you scream!\"\n\nStruggling against the rope bindings, breath heavy with fear and anger,  \nthe woman screamed out, \"I don't like being tied up!\"\n\n\"Why didn't you say so?\" the hunter cried, undoing the knots. \"I don't read  \nminds!\"\n\n\"You need to communicate,\" Kit scolded the girl, \"or else we might stick  \nsomething in a place you won't want it.\"\n\nRolling over to face them, calming down, Kyrine said, \"I hate bondage, I hate  \nanal. Spank me but leave red marks and I might get offended!\"\n\nHumming a tone of disapproval, the catgirl let out a vague grunt. \"Some fun  \nyou are... whatever. I wanna see your eye, how bad is it to cover up?\" Ripping  \nher eyepatch away, they were both taken aback to see the woman had two eyes.  \n\"Hrm....\"\n\n\"Keeps my enemies off guard,\" she muttered, taking the patch back. \"It's  \ntwo-way plastic. Guess we all got secrets.\"\n\nHelping their guest to her feet, Kitrina stripped down to nothing. \"Stay  \nstill...\" Feeding her black tail under her body, between the thighs, Kit  \nforced the end up within Kyrine's slit. \"Feel good?\"\n\n\"Tickles a bit...\"\n\n\"You outta see her fuck herself with that,\" Diosoth groaned. \"It's damn  \nfun to watch!\"\n\nCarefully pulling the furry tail free, Kyrine noticed their couch. \"Later...  \nyou, big boy, drop those pants and go take a seat.\"\n\nAlready straining in his shorts, the Dark Bosshunter did as asked, pants to the  \nfloor. Shoving her customer back, Kyrine took her seat, penis slowly   \npenetrating deep within her lonely, neglected pussy. \"Shit, you're deep,  \nhe complimented. \"Usually I smack Kit's inside when I'm all the way in her.\"\n\n\"Hold my thighs and bounce me, that'll get me off faster.\" Hands under the  \nPirate's legs, fonding her to be lighter than expected, Diosoth began to  \nrock his partner, gently, along his shaft. \"Faster! I like it a bit rough!\"  \nshe begged.\n\nDropping before them, Kit's tongue darted out. \"I think I'll eat you now...\"  \nKeeping her head moving to the rhythm, slurping along Kyrene's stretched  \nlips, Kitrina ate the clitoris faster and harder. \"Fuck this bitch like you  \nmean it!\"\n\n\"OH! Yeah... this is incredible!\" Tits shaking harder, slapping her chin,  \nKyrine's body tingled much harder. \"Uh... I think it's a little too much!\"\n\n\"Too much?\" Insulted by such a thought, Kit ran her tongue much harder up  \nthe woman's hole. \"Baby, ram this whore until she whines!\"\n\nSlamming her down harder, his cock on fire, Diosoth felt her juices dripping  \nover his nuts, urged to rock the woman even faster as she cried out louder.  \nHead jugging like a blur, Kit's tongue was rough and harsh. Gritting her  \nteeth, jaw aching, Kyrine felt as if she may slip unconscious. This was more  \nthan planned. \"Please.... it's too much- I- AH SHIT!\"\n\nAs loud as her lungs could, the Pirate woman's screams jittered, choked by  \nunbridled climax, her orgasmic throes sending shivers up her back and down  \nher legs. Exhausted, taken beyond the limits, Kyrine dropped to the floor.  \n\"Ooh....\"\n\n\"Hey, what about me?\" the hunter begged, cock still stiff.\n\nPushing past the breathing woman on their floor, Kitrina said, \"aww, she came  \ntoo fast. Let me.\" Her furry hand on his dick, mouth around the tip, Kitrina  \njerked her lover off until her mouth filled with cream. Drizzling the  \nthick cum down her chin, she asked, \"better?\"\n\n\"Much.\"\n\nClimbing upward, legs now mobile, Kyrine gave him a hard stare. \"That was...  \namazing! Best fuck I've had in a long time!\" Stumbling around as if drunk,   \nshe grumbled, \"shit, gotta get my clothes...\"\n\n\"Leaving already?\" Blood Kitty demanded, sorry to see her leaving so soon.\n\nA smug, evil smirk took to her lips. \"Now that you ask... we're on shore leave.  \nI can come and go back whenever I want. I'm their fucking leader! I can stay  \nhere and get laid until I get sick of it! Why the fuck I have to leave?\"  \nGrabbing Kit's tail, she said, \"little kitty... I wanna try this tail out.\"\n\n--------------------------------------------\n\nSliding the eyepatch over her face, Kyrine handed the two a small key.   \n\"I'll bring the other two guns when I return tomorrow with the ammo shipment.  \nYou can pay the rest then. Seventy five million total.\"\n\n\"I thought your price was a hundred million?\" he asked, suspicious of her  \namount.\n\nGrabbing his ponytail, kissing the hunter on the mouth, she said, \"I'll take  \nthe rest in cock and tail. Shame you're taken...\"\n\n\"I'll share,\" Kit remarked, \"if you share some too.\"\n\nMaking sure her top was on tight, Kyrine mumbled, \"I'll be here until   \nnightfall. Six months on sea, six months on land. You might miss me when  \nI'm gone.\"\n\n\"Don't get smug,\" the catgirl said angrily. \"This is business.\"\n\n\"Whatever.\" Gathering the sack of money, she asked, \"Athena Bloodwake, you  \never nail her?\"\n\n\"Several times,\" he responded, \"both of us.\"\n\nOpening the heavy wooden door, sunlight filling their house, Kyrine smiled.  \n\"She used to mentor me, in many things... I think I'll visit her soon.\"\n\n\"If she's not busy...\" Kitrina said with a teasing tone.\n\n\"Whatever sorry excuse for a guy she's got can just get in the middle then.\"  \nGripping the outer doorknob, she finally said, \"don't hurt yourselves with  \nthose weapons. I'd hate to lose good customers.\"\n\nLeft alone, Diosoth loaded his new pistol, firing two shots into the wall.  \n\"Quiet. Just was advertised.\"\n\n\"Come night time,\" Blood Kitty smirked, \"the bodies are gonna pile and so will  \nthe cash.\"\n\n  \n  \n\n"}