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The morning sun was rising, it's light beamed across the encampment of Cluny the Scourge. All the beasts in the horde were still sound asleep; having been thoroughly exhausted from their numerous failed attempts to breach the abbey of Redwall.

One creature was now up. Sela the vixen, naked and blinking the sleep away from her eyes, looked over at the massive rat sleeping beside her, snoring loud enough to wake the recently deceased. The two had spent a fun-filled evening together, with Cluny at the end of the intimacy letting Sela know that he wished her to stay with him as his mate. Sela, finding that she was in love with the warlord, quickly agreed.

The vixen grinned, lying on her side as she saw the rat's muscular chest rise and fall with every breath he took. She leaned over, giving his face a few light licks in an attempt to wake the slumbering beast. Cluny, still in deep sleep, simply grumbled and kept snoring. Undaunted by her failure to wake her mate, Sela devised a plan. Crawling underneath the covers, she placed her muzzle at the rat's crotch, inhaling the strong musk of masculine rat. Feeling her libido rising, the vixen took to licking at the still flaccid penis of Cluny. Enjoying his taste even more than his scent, Sela went to work, lubing up the quickly hardening member before taking it into her mouth.

Cluny, snorted loudly and opened his eyes. Feeling something pleasuring him, he removed the covers to see Sela going down on him. The vixen, cock in her right paw, stopped sucking to look up and grin at her lover.

"Morning, My Lord. I thought you'd enjoy this."

Cluny grinned, petting her ears affectionately. "I see you already know me quite well, my pet."

Rubbing his cock to keep him stimulated, the vixen asked. "Would you like me to continue?"

"Of course," Cluny said calmly.

She fluttered her eyelashes before resuming her task. Cluny put his arms behind his head, still watching his vixen pleasuring him. All of his thoughts of failed conquest had abandoned his mind, his only thought at the moment being just how wonderful it was to have this vixen as his mate.

"Ah, get ready," he said straining.

Sela tasted the flood of his seed pouring into her maw, happy to guzzle down every last drop of her reward. She licked his member clean, then climbed on top of the large rat, grinning with foxey slyness. Cluny grinned back at her.

"You're quite good at that, my dear," he said, taking his right paw and feeling her rump.

"Thank you, My Lord. I'll let you in on a secret."

"Oh, and what might that be?" he said pointing at his ear.

Sela leaned in, playing his game. She whispered. "Vixens love to suck their lover's cock."

"Well, that is certainly good news for me!" said Cluny

Sela place her head up against Cluny's chin, nuzzling him warmly. The vixen felt safe and secure in his embrace, not wanting the moment to end, but knowing that Cluny had battles to plan.

"Will you be attacking Redwall today, My Lord?"

Cluny rubbed the vixen's naked breasts. "I suppose I should, though I'd like nothing more than to stay in this bed with you."

"Thank you, my handsome rat!" she said.

Cluny licked at her face, causing Sela to open her mouth as she wanted further intimacy with her lover. Carefully, Cluny rolled over, putting himself on top of the vixen. The two locked eyes.

"My God, you are the most gorgeous creature!" he said as he entered her folds. Sela just leaned back, gritting her teeth as she felt the rat's massive girth stretching her pussy.

"My Lord," she said with a strained voice, "make love to me!"

Happy to oblige his vixen's wishes, Cluny took to giving her a good pounding. Though he had climaxed only minutes ago, his enormous sexual appetite had yet to be satiated. Cupping his paws on the vixen's breats, he squeezed at her sizable nipples. Sela emitted a loud groan, loving every touch of her rat lover. Though the tent was hardly any protection against sound traveling outwards, neither beast cared as they were too lost in the moment to care about such trivial matters as being discovered by the horde.

Sela could feeling her breasts rocking back and forth violently as the rat fucked her like there was no tomorrow. The sound of Cluny's ballsack slapping against her mixed in with her moans of pleasure and the rat's heavy breathing. A shout that could fill all of Mossflower Wooods came from Cluny as he blew his wad into the vixen. Taking only a moment to regain his strength, the rat gathered his clothes, dressing for the new day.

"Forgive me, my dear, but I have business to attend to."

Sela, still panting from having her brains fucked out, managed to blow her lover a kiss. "Good luck to you, my love!"

Cluny had gathered several of his captains together for a special meeting. He let them know that further failure at penetrating Redwall's defenses was no longer acceptable; the horde was expected to win at any costs in lives to conquer the coveted abbey. As Cluny lectured them, he realized the looks of confusion that hung on their faces.

"What are you idiots looking like that for?"

A weasel raised his paw and spoke. "Uh, what was all that yelling we heard earlier, chief?"

Proud to boast of his new love, Cluny elaborated. "That was Sela the vixen and I enjoying each others' company. She's my mate now!"

Juvenile cackling came from all the captains. They had all seen Sela before, and as the saying goes, there's no such thing as an ugly vixen. Cluny, however, was not amused in the least by their antics.

"Let me tell you idiots right now," he screamed, instantly silencing them. "No one, and I mean no one is to go in my tent when I'm not here, understood?"

The captains all nodded somberly. Cluny went on. "Let's get one thing straight as well, if anyone of you horny little bastards even puts a paw on my vixen, you will regret the day your whore mothers brought you into this world!"

The captain all gulped. Cluny was not a beast to make idle threats, especially when it came to things he viewed as precious.

"Finally, as long as were camped here and not living in Redwall, none of you lot are allowed sex!"

Whining went up from the captains, Cluny put an abrupt end to their complaints. "Shut up! If I catch any one of you getting off, I don't care if you're banging some slut, getting your knob slobbed, or even pawing off, I will personally castrate you!"

There heads hanging low, Cluny looked them over one last time before giving his orders. "Alright, now all of you report to Redfang and Darkclaw for today's plans."

The group turned to leave, but Cluny still had one last matter to attend to. "Scringe, Cheesethief, you two stay here!"

Both beasts froze in their tracks and did an about face. Cluny walked up to Scringe. The weasel gave a sharp salute.

"Scringe!"

"Yes, sir!" the weasel said firmly.

"I have an important job for you. You are a beast I know I can trust, so you have the honor of tending to Lady Sela's every wish. I expect you to be a gentle beast with her and show her respect, understood?"

The weasel nodded. "I understand and will do as you wish, chief!"

Cluny turned his attention over to Cheesethief. Though the rat had so angered Cluny the night before that the warlord felt it necessary to beat him, that hadn't stopped the clueless rat from smiling stupidly.

"I guess you still need old Cheesethief around, right, chief?"

Cluny grinned sadistically at him. "Indeed I do, old friend," he said reassuringly as he placed a paw on his shoulder. "While I have Scringe tending to Lady Sela, you will see to Scringe's needs!"

Puzzled, and slightly annoyed at being a subordinate of the weasel--whom he despised--Cheesethief felt the need to question his chief's decision.

"Um, what will you have me do for Scringe?"

Cluny looked over his shoulder to see Scringe with rope in his paws. Everything was ready. "Well, let me show you. You'll be right over there!" he said pointing off into the disatance.

Cheeesethief put a paw over his eyes, trying to block out the sun and determine just what the warlord was pointing at. "Where will I be at, chief?"

"Right here!" yelled Cluny as he sent a hard punch to Cheesethief's stomach. Caught completely off guard by the sucker punch, Chreesethief tumbled to the ground like a sack of bricks. Cluny held him down as Scringe tore off his clothes. Barely able to speak from having the wind knocked out of him, Cheesethief protested.

"What are you doing . . . oof!"

Cluny again punched the rat in the stomach. With no fight left in him, Scringe pulled the rat's remaining clothes off of him. The weasel tied the rat captain's paws together, followed by a rope around his neck. Scringe held the rope tightly, pulling the rat to his feet.

"Please don't kill me, chief!" whined the helpless, naked rat. "I'll do whatever you want!"

Cluny clapped his paws together. "Very good! I'm glad to hear you say that because I have a very special task for you!" The rat warlord turned his attention to the weasel. "Scringe, because you've been such a loyal captain and haven't caused me any trouble, I'm rescinding the no sex rule just for you! Cheesethief here will happily pleasure you in any way you see fit!"

Cheesethief interrupted, protesting vehemently. "No, I won't do that!"

Scringe pulled the rope around the rat's neck hard enough to completely cut off his breathing. Cheesethief again fell to the ground as Cluny explained the new rules.

"If Cheesethief decides to give you any trouble, you have my permission to beat him, severely if it's warranted, but don't kill him. Understood?"

"Yes, sir!"

Cheesethief opened his mouth to speak again, but Cluny was too quick verbally. "If Cheesethief still won't co-operate after he's been beaten, you can then pass him around to your friends in the horde. Unless Cheesethief wants to end up being cracked open like an oyster, I think he'll see the sense in co-operating. Now, I'm going to see Lady Sela." The rat walked off towards his tent.

"Hey, chief!" yelled Scringe.

Cluny turned around. "Yes, Scringe?"

"Can I have Cheesethief pleasure me now?" said the weasel, his voice oozing with the excitement of being sexually gratified.

"As you wish, Scringe." answered the rat. Cluny turned around, walking back to his tent, all the while hearing the loud protest of Cheesethief.

Opening his tent door, he saw Sela lying on their cot, still naked, but wit a goblet of whine in her paw. Spotting Cluny, she placed it on the ground.

"Forgive me, My Lord. I thought I would enjoy some whine while your were absent."

Cluny climbed into bed with her, giving her a kiss. "You needn't apologize , my dear. All that I have is yours."

The vixen kissed him back. "Thank you, my love. May I ask what you were doing with the horde?"

Cluny took his clothes off once more. "Oh, nothing much, just motivating them to acquire our new castle."

"Do you think your idea will work?"

Cluny pulled off his clothes, getting on top of his vixen. He tried to imagine being deprived of intercourse with his love. "If they have anyone like you in their lives, they'll do whatever it takes!"