FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

"The Devil Inside Me"

by: Juna of SoFurry

Densetsu (c) Juna of SoFurry

Jex (c) FC32 of Furaffinity

Densetsu often takes the reins with whomever she is with, but from time to time the pretense is shed and her guard lets down. The exception to this rule are women. A truth that Jex found and manipulated to its fullest. The red headed skunk and the Bengal tigress got together for a girl's night in. After some kinky role play the two initiated the heavier fun.

The tigress took to her role as the poor seraphim caught by the evil demoness. She knew Jex enjoyed the role of predator greatly and taking the feline down was the icing on her sexual fantasy that night. With her arms behind her back, the feline groaned then fell to her side. The heavy weight of ropes and cords grabbed at her arms and legs. Jex expertly teased her prey. Before the feline could experience further deviance, the skunkette place a silken face mask about her eyes. There the tigress lay blindfolded with only her senses to guide her.

Jex watched the feline gasp as she twisted her pierced nipple. As the tiger opened her maw, Jex stuffed a ball gag into her mouth. Den's lips molded to the rubber stopper. The succubus skunk kept plucking the strings of Den's sexual frustration. For the time being Jex fondled the ample breasts of her angelic prisoner. Den made the cutest groans despite them being muffled by the gag. A pleased look fell over Jex's face. She figured if the kitty could moan from nipple tweaks, then she could get off to a stronger stimulation. Jex released the flushed teats letting the feline sway in her bonds, while she inspected the damage down below.

At Den's mound lay glistening rivers of thin, clear need smeared into her creamy under fur. The sensation of torture and role play added to an already kinky night. Den's captor knelt down between her elevated legs taking note of her aroma. Potency, strength, uncertainty, fear, and hunger...The appropriate combination for one hell of a hormone cocktail. The skunk tested the feline's resolve by licking a slow line over her slit. Den jerked in her restraints huffing out hot air from about her gagged muzzle. Seems that the skunkette managed to find the first pressure point of many.

Jex approached her prey in the same manner again, but this time she put a spin on the enticement. She licked at the feline's mound, then flicked at the small kernel of flesh dropping from its hood. Den's body betrayed her with a leaking pussy confirming the treachery. The demoness whiffed at the evacuated juices smearing thin lines in the creamy tiger fur. Jex's plaything winced then shuddered as a thin rush of female need slipped out once more. A strong tang gushed into Jex's muzzle. What a good little kitten. She was eager for this more than Jex thought. The tigress couldn't see Jex slipping down to eat her out, but she felt the tongue open her up, delving inside to taste her honey. Den's pink cavern spread apart for the invading devil who delighted in making the feline squirm.

A ragged breath left Den's muzzle. She fought with the skunk eating her out. A blush crept over the feline's snatch causing the mound to appear pinkish beneath her creamy fur. Jex felt the wash of the tiger's heat against her muzzle. She liked how the tigress enjoyed female domination. But that was all right. It meant the real fun could be spent torturing the feline into degradation. Jex found little resistance to her tongue pushing through the pussy lips. The walls of Den's channel spread apart for the entry. Jex slipped inside, causing the feline's muscles to contract around the invader.

Warmth traveled into the tiger's snatch, finding a nice home in the depths of her pussy. Den reared back in her leather restraints, this made the metal shackles clink against the D-rings. In the meantime Jex ran a hand up the dancer's leg feeling her muscles move like velvet under the soft feline fur. This little party was starting to get interesting. What was a simple date turned into a kinky romp of tiger and skunk. Or angel and demon as it were. Jex drank from her lover's fountain. She heard little complaint from Den given the circumstances. She'd been strapped in and made to suffer sexual oppression at the hands of her lovely, red headed date. But the joy ride was about to come to a end. That wonderful sensation of impending need was raking at the tiger's nerves. Every time her companion pushed against her walls, she shook with anticipation.

Under the blindfold the tiger's vision blurred from tears welling up at the corners. She met her fate as the skunk would have predicted from the beginning. The arousal finally broke the feline's resolve after the long feasting of her wet cunt. Jex wasn't about to be denied a chance to taunt the feline as she fell from grace. "Hm, poor angel without a prayer. Are you going to come for me? Why, yes you are! And there is no one here to save you. Go head, cream yourself kitty."

Den almost came on the spot once Jex removed her tongue. But the tongue was swiftly replaced by two rude fingers jabbing into her mound. Jex rapidly finger- fucked her prisoner, tthe flesh seizing up. A muffled scream echoed from behind the ball gag. Densetsu's pussy held down on the fingers, but it couldn't stop her climax. The feeling of release awoke parts of Den she never knew she had. Her flesh sheltered the two digits as far in as they could go. Female desire leaked around the skunk's fingers, down the feline's backside, and stained the bed beneath. Jex smiled.

Jex admire her masterpiece. Few people questioned the red head's methods. She put both her heart and passion into her work. The skunk moved a free hand up the firm, inner thigh of her partner, which was strung up high above the other female's waist. Jex massaged her fingers into the strong muscles. Densetsu's body pressed back into the skunk's caress. A lovely dancer like Den required a workout to limber up. No wonder she shuddered in her bindings. Jex continued thrusting her fingers deep into the slick hole of the tigress. The tiger's body betrayed her; with the treachery running between her legs in a glistening line.

"I don't know why you struggle," Jex reached from the twitching leg, then down to the feline's full, left breast. The nipple piercings glinted in the low bedroom lighting; they grew ever enticing to play with and pressure the feline into submitting further.

Den laid there with her ears pinned back. A blush reddened the skin beneath her fur as her gut churned with a undeniable feeling. Longing. She longed to remain the plaything of the skunk who ravaged her moist folds. As if on cue, sounds of flesh slapping against slim fingers interrupted the tiger's thoughts. Louder and louder rose the noises. The constant smacking of baited the tigress on. Jex imparted the best treatment for her little guest wrapped in the spider-silk of bondage. This wondrous female lavished great attention upon the feline. It was such a lovely remedy to the hunger pains of unfulfilled desires. The muscles in Densetsu's lower stomach tightly clenched on the fingers slipping through to her g-spot.

A pair of keen blue eyes observed the rosy complexion blooming up from flower below. The skunk knew how to press her sexual deviance upon others. Her current victim writhed in the leather bindings. Den's euphoric high made her head loll side to side. She tried to vocalize pass the ball gag. Nothing came out. The tigress shuddered from her torment. No. She trembled under the might of her mistress. The skunk wanted to applaud but her fingers refused to leave the wet sheath. She merely nodded and carried on in the merriment. Jex smiled at the feline's final acceptance. This meant Jex could continue her exploits without interruption.

Jex pummeled the swollen mound harder than the last time. She received a furious moan from Densetsu. "I can't hear you pass the moans, my dear. Pretty kitty had to go and get herself caught. Good thing you did, or how else would I be able to enjoy such a tasty morsel?"

Den's shoulders rose and fell in tandem with her breathing. She lifted her head to the voice addressing her. The tiger's chocolate mane tumbled over her sweat stained face. Densetsu's cheeks burned in the aftermath of demoness' entertainment. The succubus never relented in satisfying her lustful cravings. Jex wondered how to prolong the inevitable of her partner. Her two fingers resumed exploration of the silken depths. The skunkette found the muscles hot to the touch.

"My lovely creature I've captured you. No one will save you." To emphasize the deathly truth, the polecat thrust her digits at a rapid speed. "This debauchery is your initiation into my fold. What I want, I shall have. From you, my pretty pet, I shall take another scream."

Jex leaned forward, her attention honing in on the bundle of nerves above the abused pussy. The clit ached from the sensations reserved for its neighbor below. But the small button gained the skunk's consideration at long last. Jex's pink tongue touched the tip of the kernel. The skunkette wasn't prepared for the shove from the tigress. Den's nerves jolted from the mere whispered touch rubbing the clit. This made her body jump in its restraints. The tiger wanted release.

The demon's pink tongue went back to licking over the fleshy rise. Back and forth the wet muscle traveled. It ran the area of the small kernel. The tongue flicked at the hardening peak dropping from its hood. Time and again the skunk worked over the delicate tissue exposed for her pleasure. Densetsu's nerves raced between the excessive pressure in her loins, and the gnawing sensitivity of her clit.

Payment was required for mistress' pleasure. She wanted a scream from this writhing mess of a feline. Den couldn't see the growing smirk etched into Jex's muzzle. Pure knowing curled at the edge of the skunk's lips. The lovely tiger fell from grace. A ragged succession of breaths heaved from the fastened lips of the angel. Densetsu undulated in the throes of pleasure. Her nerves splintering off from the white heat. The raw energy of climax rose to crescendo and brought the seraphim toppling with it. Den's entire body bowed to the constraints holding her in place. Metallic clasps clinked and the leather straps tugged the feline back.

Den panted through the ball gag, fangs digging into the back of the rubber stopper. The walls of her channel submitted to Mistress Jex. Den felt her honey pot prepare to spill over, but her siren's wail cut its victory short. There was beauty to that wail. The way it echoed from the mouth; how it grew louder the harder a partner pleasured. This delicious vocalization signaled both the beginning and the end. Poor little angel. She remained stationary in bondage. The cries of her pleasure reduced to muffled groans.

Jex watched her fallen angel recover, while the feline dangled in bondage. The set-up proved a work of art. Red tethers strapped into the walls, sides of the bed, and acted like a strange network of crimson spiderwebs strewn about the room. The fitting net to catch a lovely rose. Jex sat across from her queen sized bed admiring Den's spent form. She inhaled sharply as the smell of mating lingered in the air. The scent of the tigress danced into her nostrils. A sudden memory came to mind. She remembered back to a date the two shared months back.

The evening of the opera entered the skunk's thoughts. She traced the night's events. Two friends met up at the tiger's apartment. A lovely stretch limo ferried them to the performing arts center; but the ride to the opera had taken an interesting turn. Jex and Densetsu kissed, teased, and otherwise made out. They created a performance of their own. Lips touched like fine silk. Den held the skunk close, dipping her hands through the cleft of her legs. She felt against the warmth tucked into her lover's mound. Jex returned the affection by playing at the massive teats heaving against her.

They persisted in making love at the theater. The box seat hid their follies behind shadows. Densetsu begged the other female for more. A smile spread across Jex's face. Den was taken to her seat with reassurances, the notion that she would have more. Silence fell upon the tigress. For the rest of the opera, the two females sat in awe of the foreign company performing a morose number meant to instill sadness. That night in the city made for a lively experience, though the aftermath lingered in Jex's mind.

A subdued ride awaited the couple. Den cuddled next to the skunk, while her heart thundered in her ears. The females intended to take their deviance to the bedroom of Jex's apartment. Here the tigress could indulge in her secret desires. Jex happily provided the feline with the a healthy dose of depravity. Densetsu behaved as a brazen mistress to submissive males. She knew boys loved a domineering female who slapped them about making them her toys. This proved effective in obtaining lovers. But the moment the curtain closed, a new side to the Bengal came out. She stripped down the facade and submitted to a stronger female, thus a female who caved into the expectations of another female.

Jex sighed at the past memories flooding her skull. The date in question was months ago, but the activities of the night laid fresh in her mind. It was hard to imagine that one night in particular could wrestle forth such desire. The two females weren't casual "friends-with-benefits". No. With what little history existed between them, Den and Jex shared a mutual affection. Something akin to two lovers who have no claim to another.

The skunk wondered how much time passed traveling down memory lane. She glanced over to the tigress. A steady rise and fall of the tiger's chest indicated normal breathing. Jex smirked. The tigress gained back some of her energy. Jex walked over to where she last sat with her prey. Light from the bedside lamp shone down on Den's wet pussy, showing off patches of glistening moisture. The wet mound rewarded Mistress Jex a bittersweet treat she'd love to taste, but the indulgence would have to wait. She allowed ample time for recuperation, because the real fun was about to commence.

Jex's home existed as an adult playground. The mainstay being her bedroom where toys, trinkets, and sexual conquest went hand in hand. Jex ruled her kingdom with leather, lace, blushes, and climaxes. Her precious Bengal stirred in the bondage get-up. Jex thought to grab a strap-on with two phallus. One for the lover and one for her. Jex relished bending women to her will, and the thought of getting off enticed her, but she instead chose a single dildo strap-on.

"That type of pleasure can wait. I've allowed you to rest, but the time has come to make you mine." The temptress skunk reveled in this corruptible scene. An evil demoness lured a holy creature into her lair of sin and delight.

The feline slowly regained her strength. Exhaustion had diminished the tiger's previous excitement. Den awoke from her slumber with a groggy mind. Her memory washed over in shadow with imaged blurring into a blinding white light. Somehow she pieced together the situation. Jex. The tigress shuddered in her restraints. She saw nothing, but she heard the soft padding of the skunk growing closer. Densetsu pinned back her ears. A noise rose up from the side of the bed. She couldn't see Jex reaching into the night stand drawer for a pink strap-on.

Jex wasn't a stranger to dominating females. She turned her companions into writhing messes. The unraveled bedsheets of the skunk told the tell; more than could the walls. Jex gradually slipped into the strap-on's harness. This delicate process of female domination required a tender hand. The feline endured the first part. Now. The real test.

The strap-on easily fitted the curve of the skunk's hip. Jex adjusted the toy, while her settled on the writhing form of the tigress. "No force in heaven or on Earth will save you."

Densetsu grunted. A hard phallic intruder kissed the entrance into her mound. What was going on? The cloud of drowsiness lifted from her mind. She saw nothing but the dark backing of the silken blindfold. But below the waistline, the skunk crawled atop the mattress like a whisper and started teasing the outer labia. Clearly, the mistress sought to join with the tigress, connected by a fake, rubber member.

No one but the walls spoke of the adventures in the skunk's bedroom. Jex played the nights away with pleasure a constant companion. The tigress happened to be the perfect instrument of desire. This willing female permitted the skunk to bind, gag, and suspend her with little trouble. Harm never entered into the equation, only blinding passion. Densetsu knew the blinding part well enough. The tiger felt another poke at her labia. Mistress Jex was ready to play.Desire gripped at the pit of the tiger's stomach. Her nerves fluttered like a butterfly caught in the wind. Excitement built up in her womb, and she realized her channel squeezed on emptiness, nothing but air. A great deal of self control marched through the tiger's body. Though her nerves danced as if on fire, the rest of her remained calm regardless her insatiability. Den relaxed for her partner; the feline's obedience mattered to mistress.

Her pussy lining was wet. Jex figured as much. The tiger's last orgasm ripped apart her senses. Jex glanced down at the trembling feline. Her playmate bucked from the proximity of the dildo. A satisfied smile played over the skunk's muzzle. Jex made a lovely mess of Densetsu, a mere brush against her body and the tigress wanted more.

Densetsu teetered on the edge of gratification and struggle. Mixed emotions washed over the feline. She wanted to be pressed face down into the bed and fucked senseless. Another part wished for nothing more than a slow corruption. But the skunk already established slow and steady, this made "fucked senseless" next on the list. Jex rubbed the pink strap-on over the wet slit of the feline. She wanted her little angel to enjoy the last of her sanity, before having a thick cock shoved into her pussy.

Little dignity remained for Densetsu. A warm flush crept over her cheeks, and a smothered groan lifted up from her lips. Jex lingered at the pussy mound. The tiger had been reduced to nothing but a whore moaning for her mistress, and the skunk thought it was the most beautiful song an angel could make. There was no turning back. Jex wanted her seraphim. Den felt the head of the toy poised against her mound. Mistress Skunk pressed her hips forward and sunk the tip through the entrance; the dildo barged into her tight puss and split her open. A carnal scream ripped through Densetsu, but none could hear her heavenly chorus.

When Jex heard the helpless cries of her partners she deemed it an honor. It meant she was doing her job. And if the succubus wasn't doing her job, then what was the point? She gained a lovely pet in this tigress. The skunk hoped to abuse the sexual privilege of mistress and pet. She suffered no disappoint in her little angel. Densetsu thrashed in the bondage, ears twitching at the smallest sounds. A soft metal clink echoed in the bedroom. Jex situated at an angle over the prone tigress. She pulled out from the wet pussy with a loud slurp. A sheen of glistening, clear nectar stained the once pristine toy.

"Horny little bitch," Jex held the strap-on in her palm. She rubbed her right thumb and fore fingers over the moist surface, "look at mess you're making." Mistress Jex bent down and smeared the glimmering juices over the pink nose of the shuddering feline. Den forcibly endured her mistress and the teasing.

The skunk bent over the tigress one last time. She lined up the dildo with the wet petals of her seraphim. Jex inwardly moaned at the sensuous sight of her ripe bitch. She plucked the delicious whore from the heights of heaven and turned her to a writhing mess. The succubus dimpled her fingers into the plush fur of her angel, digging claws against already sensitive muscles. Mistress Jex edged the tip of her toy over the puffy labia, and without ceremony drove to the hilt inside her bitch. The soft hole opened and surrounded the silicon obstruction like a cub nursing from a puckered teat. Wet suction swallowed down the succubus and forced her toy to the cervix.

"Now. You're. Mine!" Jex felt muscles tightly clench around the strap-on. The reaction was almost immediate, but Jex expected as much. She spent the last few hours teasing the hell out of her angel. Densetsu's bellowing growl proved testament to this.

Sweat beads formed on Densetsu's body creating a glossy luster. The water droplets slipped over the feline's curves, dipping pass her cleavage, and down her buxom rump. Mistress Jex stared at the feline trapped in the confines of her bedroom. The heat radiating off the feline's cheeks transferred over to the skunkette. Jex tasted the surrender coming from her little plaything. The room filled with the dank smell of their combined musk. Jex held back from engaging in gratification of her own. As much as it pained her to do it, the skunk left out thoughts of personal need and pursued rutting Densetsu.

Densetsu hadn't felt her mistress move since entering her. The thought alarmed her, that Jex would mercilessly tease her, then leave her a writhing mess with no chance of release. To hell with the idea of blue balls, this was blue pussy! A sharp pinch rose up from her budding left nipple. That pain was thanks to Jex. The skunk brought Den back to reality, and whispered in her ear, "It's time to seal my binding to you, my pretty."

The skunk slammed her hips down and the toy broke into the cervix. She kept going. The pace was intense, but the skunk pushed onward. For all her efforts, Mistress Jex invaded the open eyelet and rode out her pet's budding pleasure. Jex thrust down through warm folds and pass through delicate flesh of her victim. There was no turning back for either of them. Entering the feline's wet core solidified the last of Mistress Jex's right to mate with the fallen creature. Densetsu bounced in the restraints; she only existed for the skunk's pleasure. She dangled as a fly caught in the nest of the devil's passion, just as the last of her sanity faded from her mind.

Mistress Jex labored in her task and felt a familiar squeeze. The walls of the tiger tightened again, while her whimpers passed by ball-gag. Jex chuckled under her breath. She slowed her movement and idly humped into her seraphim. Mistress Jex opened a door to a world never meant to be seen. In this world wild fantasies lived between lovers and no one else. But the tiger and the skunk left the door ajar, and the light seeping into the room fully exposed them. The erotic setting hid the passionate truth: Mistress Jex loved her angel tigress. But love cannot ease the shift into oblivion.

Subdued breathing left Densetsu's muzzle. The sounds of her labored breath intrigued the Mistress. During the entire episode Jex watched a mighty tigress submit to a simple skunk with a strap-on. It was almost comical but there was no humor to be found. This is the culmination of two individuals embracing the utmost love for one another. As mentioned before the women existed in a parallel realm where they are between lovers and friends. The amorous relationship brought them into the bedroom tonight, and the intention was to act out a scene of a wicked temptress defiling a sweet angel. But in the last few hours something changed. A powerful revelation burned Jex's subconscious, and she began to steady herself within the tiger's womb. The skunk's sudden break in action startled the tigress. She whimpered. Densetsu worried her mistress grew tired of their festivities.

Strands of crimson hair slipped over the skunk's blue eyes. She pulled back her mane and breathed deeply. Mistress Jex firmly gripped the feline's suspended leg, angled down with her hips, and pushed the dildo as far in as it could go. She felt the tiger's muscles tightening once again. They squeezed on the invader threatening to claim the tigress. The strong muscles were no match for the entity spreading them apart. Densetsu trembled and her world came crashing down.

Jex rammed straight forward into the depths of her feline's honey pot. The impact drew out a muffled cry from Densetsu. She wasn't prepared for the ungraceful charge into her cunny. Moisture guided the thick plaything through the warmth of the feline. Once at the cervix, the eyelet was pried open by the bulbous silicon head. Mistress Jex groaned from the vice-like grasp the tigress possessed over the toy. She hungered for this intrusion, and it was no surprise. The succubus skunk primed the senses of the tigress to react from the slightest touch. Densetsu curled her toes until the knuckles

popped. She saw only darkness and shadow beneath the eye mask. The blindfold cut her off from the rest of the world. She had been left to the mercy of the skunk pounding into her sensitive hole. Densetsu heard the wet slaps echo about the bedroom. The symphony of depravity danced about the room. Bodies meshed in an ageless waltz of lovers. A dull pain agitated the back of the tiger's channel. It spread throughout her pussy and inevitable met with Mistress Jex's penetration. Densetsu received a fierce pummeling from the devil within her. The leather bindings creaked from the force of Mistress rutting her angel. Mistress Jex pounded hips into the pelvis hoping to provoke release. Above all else she wanted a show, a chance to see how far into depravity she could go.

Densetsu was not in a stable condition. This bondage arrangement was far from conventional. She literally swung in the throes of ecstasy while her Mistress thrust into her. Jex awaited the inevitable and had been for the last half hour. The muscles of the skunkette weakened from constant exertion. Densetsu knew orgasm was the only option. She loved the endurance between her and the succubus, but this carnal pony show was over. The remainder of their love making hurried till Densetsu couldn't hold out any longer. Mistress Jex felt the vibrations from the squeeze. The final crescendo arrived none a moment too soon. Jex grasped the tiger's leg and pummeled into her pussy, her hips nothing but a blur. Densetsu growled under her breath as orgasm ripped through her. Unlike the previous climaxes, with muffled screams and mind numbing pleasure, this was a subdued burst of juices flooding pass the swollen pussy lips and out onto the bedsheets. The underside of the feline's body became a wet, matted mess. Jex happily watched as her pet's sanity slowly returned to her. No matter how many partners Jex entertained in her bedroom she always loved the outcome: two spent bodies glowing in the aftermath of poweful orgasms.

The scent of sex weighed heavy in the evening air. Jex shuddered as she breathed in the heavy smells. The heavenly aroma sharply invaded her keen olfactory. She sighed from the potency.

"Truly, Mistress took what she wanted from you, angel, " Jex said as she rubbed the exhausted tiger's thigh. "I claimed my seraphim, broke you, and made an example out of you."

Den felt her mistress move, thinking another round was in order, instead the ties were loosened from her gag. Fresh air followed and it was exhilirating. She loved this concept of breathing! But freedom came at a price. No sooner than finding her mouth ungagged, her muzzle was claimed again. This time a warm pair of lips greeted her maw. Jex kissed her deeply, sweetly, and passionately. The feline wouldn't argue this. Den mated her lips to her friend's, savoring the taste of her own juices. Jex blushed at the sweat stained tigress reeling from what transpired that night. She panted as her eyes wandered over the shapely creature beneath her. Jex cupped her lover's cheek thumbing across the soft striped fur. So many things to tell her but all of them meaningless. Jex provided enough body language to state her intentions. Her actions were stronger than words.

The task of freeing Densetsu from the bondage required some effort. After the last leather slipped from the feline's body, Jex dragged her into her arms. She kissed over Den's cheek, lips, nose, over her eye lids, and forehead. Jex cradled the tuckered Densetsu in the crook of her arm. The tigress was weak from having spent the first half of a long night tied up in leather restraints. Densetsu welcomed the heavy throes of sleep. She wanted to tell Jex how much she loved her, but her face buried into the comfort of the skunk's side. Jex heard the soft murmurs. She knew what was said.

First light began to spill out from the morning horizon. The window outside showed the creeping lavendar brushing pass the sun's amber. Morning's orange glow would cut through the calm of night, thus ending the liaison between Jex and Den. Jex figured this was the end. She glanced over at the silly costumes and props used in the nightly romp. Jex shifted her weight with Den in her arms. The tiger's cherub like face made her chuckle. During the course of the night, Jex became the devil inside Den, and she wouldn't have it any other way.