FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

I like how this story turned out, even though it started to feel similar to other yiffy stories I wrote. This one got a way better story though. Also this story was a gift for Dsae . Parts of the story and the characters were his idea I just filled the gaps and made it better. How do you think it turned out?

_Disclaimer: This story contains semi-consensual sexual intercourse between anthropomorphic characters. It features the following acts: M/F, blowjob, master/slave, obedience, doggystyle, tying, lots of cum ... If for whatever reason you are offended by this, don't read it. All characters are original characters by me and require permission to be used. _

Adventurer's Guile

By Phenrir

"Tread lightly! Ground here is treacherous." Sand trickled through the opening in the old stone they had just created. Shortly thereafter a fox carrying a torch stepped into the ruinous remains of what once had been a great structure. He coughed for a moment, then looked around.

"Wow, this place is pretty old. How did you find it again?" wondered the fox out aloud.

The torchlight illuminated him barely. Being of average height with brown eyes, yet with a quite muscular frame, the fox appeared strong and swift. His clothes of worn leather depicted him as someone who was used to doing hard outside work and he wore a small worn-out backpack full of useful tools. Nevertheless, there was a distinct aura to the fox that went beyond his almost orange fur, or the weapons at his side. A cunning glance, combined with a charming smirk, gave him the impression of an adventurous explorer.

As he looked around, examining ruinous walls, another figure stepped through the crevice in the stone wall. "That's none of your concern, Tair." Nsia was a lioness garbed in expensive clothes that seemed practical enough for an adventure like this.

Sighing Tair turned around to look at her, before the fox spoke in an annoyed tone. "I've told you before! My name is pronounced Tair. Not tear, not tar, it's TAH-EER!" His ears laid back the fox looked at her, but the lioness only answered with one of her signature stares. When she looked at him like this Tair was not sure what to think.

Nsia was strong, in a beautiful way, she must have been older than him, Tair could only guess how old though. Despite her age and wealth, which was apparent by her whole demeanor, Tair had to admit that she had preserved a well-toned body. Her sexy frame was hugged by extravagant fabric. At the same time there was a sense of superiority in her motions. She stared arrogantly at Tair in a, 'I am way better than dirt like you and I know it' kind of way.

"Who cares about your stupid name," she said blatantly, before moving several steps into Tair's direction.

The fox couldn't believe what he heard. Their whole journey had been a confusing ride between hate and lust. If she hadn't looked like a tantalizing beauty, whose looks inspired song and story, it could have been way easier. Why couldn't it have been an old hag?

"Go on, I don't pay you for lecturing me. You are here to look for traps!"

"Alright, I'm going." Carefully Tair moved on.

His orange tail flicking in excitement, or maybe arousal. Nsia did pay him handsomely to get her into this ruin and keep the lioness from harm. Of course she didn't know that normally ruins like this were not labyrinthine dungeons of doom ridden with traps.

She did payhim though, so why should Tair let the lioness down. It seemed like she was some kind of noble. Tair did neither know, nor did he care. He had other things on his mind.

As he slowly walked forward Tair noticed again that the ground was somewhat fragile. Doing all kinds of exploring all the time the sly fox had an eye for things like that. So he chose each step he took with ease. Sometimes when just the tip of his paw touched the ground it began to break away, clearly this place was very old.

"What are we looking for by the way?" he asked while looking at the ground with concentration. Nsia hadn't mentioned why she had to accompany him, even though she clearly was not used to do any kind of work. Chuckling the lioness came closer. Tair had the sudden feeling that he'd said something dumb.

"This is the tomb of the Archon Sehrab." As if this was explanation enough Nsia fell silent again. Stepping through a gloomy corridor both were silent for a long moment.

"Who?" asked Tair. He had never heard that name before. However, there were some things he understood. The first was 'tomb', which meant that someones remains and possibly riches had to be here. Just how Tair liked his ruins!

"Don't you know anything? You are the sad excuse of an explorer, but I guess it does explain why your services are so cheap!" The second thing Tair understood was that Nsia had a serious attitude problem, that was nothing new though, it was to be expected when meeting a noble. "Everyone knows that practitioners of the arcane, who practice their magic without care, burn out! They turn into demons corrupted by their sins and twisted by their powers. Even a lowly fox like you must have heard of demons."

He did know what demons were. Although his question had been 'who' and not 'what' thisSehrab guy was. Mages tended to be quite powerful, yet not everyone could handle power. Those that couldn't sooner or later turned into demons.

A mage with a lack of willpower became a monstrosity. Loosing their will entirely those were wild creatures bringing destruction without a care in the world. More skilledmages turned into defilers. Overusing their abilities turned them mad and according to stories they sought to do the same with all those around them. However, according to legend the most powerful mages managed to preserve their will as they burned out. Those were called archons and they were amongst the most powerful magic-wielders, some say.

"Archons do not exist! That's nothing more than a legend," Tair meant in a neutral tone, convinced that she was kidding. Many doubted that demons existed and who was to blame them? Most anthros had never even seen a mage. Stories about vengeful destructive monsters did seem like a fairy tale designed to scare little children, or to inspire devotion amongst the many followers of different gods. Tair was not a religious fox, which was why he had such a hard time to believe that archons existed.

Both of them still moved deeper into the ruins. The cold stone corridor was framed by several columns, but the sparse light did not show anything of interest.

"You are a fool if you believe them to be an old wives' tale! It is clear that you lack the understanding to see the importance of this quest." As she said that Nsia moved in front of Tair, brushing past him without a regard for safety. Before the fox could answer with the snide remark that burned on his tongue already, the ground under the lioness gave out.

Nsiarealized her mistake too late. Fixated on her superiority she had ignored how unstable the ruin was. The stony ground cracked, before Nsia started to fall down, gasping in surprise. Under normal circumstances Tair would have left it at that. Why save someone who hated your guts? Yet out of reflex his paw darted forward.

Tair grasped her arm and the sudden weight of Nsia began to drag him down with her. In a swift motion, he got down on his knees to support the weight. His senses hadn't let the fox down. The ground under him was stable enough. Nsia dangled over a black abyss as the fox held onto her arm and thus keeping her from falling into an unknown fate.

Everything had happened so fast, that neither Tair nor Nsia had been able to say something. The sudden fall had surprised her so much that she had let go of her torch, which was falling down and illuminating the darkness until it hit the ground in a quiet thudding noise about thirty feet further down.

"Tell me again how foolish I am," he challenged her, while glaring at the lioness. Some part of Tair really wanted to let her go. After that he would listen for a scream, maybe a crack as she hit the ground. This whole 'Archon Whatshisname' business intrigued him however. Nsia looked up with a silent snarl, finally holding onto Tairs arm. As she dangled there helplessly the lioness tried to grab the edge of the hole she had fallen through. It was to no avail.

For a moment she was silent. Clearly getting rescued by someone she thought was beneath a noble lioness of status pained her. "Pull me up already." Her voice sounded defeated, even though there was no apology in her words.

In his mind Tair went over how dumb she was to judge whether he should just simply let her go, when he saw something on the ground way below Nsia. "I think your carelessness was useful after all!" Grunting, he hoisted her up until she could rest her upper body on the hole's edge and help herself. Then he looked down at where the torch was lying.

"There is a huge chamber down there. Might be that this is your tomb." Without waiting for an answer the fox put down his small backpack. A moment later he was armed with his trusty rope. Every adventurer needed one of those. The corridor still had columns at its sides. Choosing the best one Tair began to tie the rope to a stone pillar. "We're gonna climb down there." Satisfied with his knots, for which he, like many other canines, was famous for, Tair threw the rope down.

He didn't wait for an any kind of reaction from Nsia. There were probably several insults stuck in her throat, fighting to get out. So the fox just climbed down the rope. Being a skilled climber it was easy for him to get down the rope. He had to leave his torch up there, using just one paw while descending was an unnecessary risk. What he saw of the room below seemed promising. Even though he could only make out vague details.

There was a platform, where Nsia's torch had landed, and it illuminated somewhat stable ground as well as a fallen pillar, which lay on its side. A small bridge of some sort connected the platform like a distant island either to a wall or another safe haven made of stone in this all-engulfing darkness. Tair could not see where the bridge led. Actually the word 'bridge' might be a little far fetched, for it was nothing more than a narrow pathway, less than a foot in width. Finally the fox reached the ground. The first thing he did was pick up the torch. Next he took 'precautions', but Nsia would not see those high up as she was.

"I think there is something," he called up to Nsia while looking around. Yeah, there was definitely 'something'. Following the bridge-like pathway with his eyes the fox vaguely saw another platform with stairs leading up to something that looked like a big rectangular block of rock. Atop this rock, which might have been a coffin or just a simple table was a small greenish flickering light.

"Looks like a green fire. A candle maybe..."

Tair had no idea what it was. Maybe some kind of gem, or a ghost light, here to play tricks on their minds. For some reason Nsia seemed to be in a hurry, to get down though. Quickly the lioness descended the rope with a grace Tair did not know she possessed.

"It has to be... Yes, Sehrabs final resting place... remains, and lifeflame..." The fox did not understand all of it. She whispered while staring at the green light from the rope.

"Seriously? You think it's that guy's lifeflame?" Tair asked her baffled just as she arrived at his side.

He had heard of the term of course, yet to him it was nothing more than another strange piece of a story. Supposedly a lifeflame was a person's life force. Everyone was born with a finite amount of fuel to keep oneself burning. Mages, who overused their powers began to burn their life away and when they burned out they either died or turned into demons.

If archonsdid exist, and this Sehrab guy had been one, and this was his tomb with his life force, why was his lifeflame still here? Those were pretty big 'if's. Nothing did make sense to the fox. He had expected gold, artifacts or other riches, but no! This stupid bitch was hunting for a fucking candle.

Nevertheless Nsia had money. She had promised to pay half up front and the rest when they returned, so Tair decided to play it cool and do what the hot noble feline wanted.

"Alright, how do we get there? The ground doesn't look that..." Tair was about to say stable. For he did not really trust the footing of this small path. Before he was able to speak and warn the lioness she tackled him off the edge of the platform.

A tough fox like him would have been able to hit her stupid-ass face, or simply step out of range, but the bitch surprised him. It didn't take more than a strong push to force him down. Flailing his arms, he tried to grab hold of something. Cursing her name as he fell into an eternal abyss. Facing death, he vanished in the darkness.

He put on a great show for the lioness. If she thought he was dead, he could get rid of her easily. Tair always had expected that Nsia would screw with him and trick him out of the money she owed. In his business it was to be expected. So he had taken the time to prepare another rope. Something he had stolen from a priest.

The thing was about as thin as string, but with a will of its own and strong enough to lift heavy crates. Or strong enough to save orange foxes from certain death. When he fell down his magic rope rushed after him. One end tied itself to the fallen pillar, the other end around the fox before he fell too far. Immediately Tair tried to hide so that Nsia would not see him. He needn't have bothered.

She moved forward, wasting no thought on her foxy travelling companion. Transfixed Nsia had only eyes for the greenish light. Putting one paw before the other she balanced over the narrow pathway. Meanwhile Tair began to climb up his magic rope. Being as stealthily as possible his plan was to surprise her. With a little push the lioness would get a taste of her own medicine. Surprisingly Nsia almost reached her destination.

Only mere feet from the second platform she began to struggle for balance and even though the fox could not quite see it from afar it seemed like the ground gave out under her feet once more. There was a high-pitched 'eep' and Nsia jumped in a desperate attempt to reach safe ground.

Unfortunately, her jump came up short, her feet barely touched the edge of the platform, before she flailed her arms in a vain attempt to regain her footing. That was until another piece of stony ground broke free and with that Nsia.

Tair had to grin. From afar, he was only able to see half of the show. It didn't matter though. He was more than capable to guess the rest and his mind was filled with pictures of a clumsy stupid lioness.

After he reached the first platform again Tair did not waste any time either. This ruin was way too unstable to remain here for long. His magical rope wrapped itself around the fox's waist. Then he began to balance over the pathway himself. With grace Tair managed to reach the part where Nsia had failed in a matter of seconds. Just like he had thought the last part of the bridge had broken off, leaving the fox on frail ground for a short moment.

"Really? She couldn't make a jump like this?" he wondered aloud. It wasn't that far. Tair feared that more of the pathway might crumble if he tried, but he simply had to go on.

An adventurous fox like him had to see what was so important that Nsia was ready to kill for it. Stepping several paces back Tair took a moment to pray to whatever god might fancy him today. He was not picky and would take any help he might get.

With a running-start he jumped. Soaring through the air driven by a certain elation he reached the other side easily. Nothing broke. There was no treacherous ground where he stood a mere foot from the edge of the platform.

"I did it!Wohoo!" he screamed, jumping in the air in excitement, his tail wagging a little. Tair's celebration was cut short by an all too familiar voice.

"If you're done, help me up here!"

Looking over the edge the fox saw a stressed lioness holding on for her dear life. It seemed like she was not strong enough to get up on her own and her paws, with their feline claws unsheathed were the only thing that kept her from falling.

Tair grinned. Seeing her like this gave him a perverse pleasure. "My oh my, you are a persistent one are you? Almost looks like you cannot hold on for long. You know I did warn you about the ground, but you wouldn't listen. Are your arms getting tired already?"

"I will pay you. We still have a deal. You'll get even more," she offered. Clearly she started to get desperate. "Come on we'll split the loot and you'll get double of what we agreed on." The fox did consider it. How bad could it be? Of course he had worked with bitches like her before. It didn't sound that bad. "Tair?" As she spoke his name it sounded like 'tear'. How stupid of her, he would have said yes.

"It's Tair!" was all he said. Nsia's expression changed as she realized the fox would not help her. She struggled to get up, but it was to no avail. With hate and desperation in her eyes, she looked up and screamed.

"You dirty fucking lowlife! Get me up this instant! Filthy vermin like you will never accomplish anything, you might think you have a fancy name, but there's nothing behind it. I know your reputation, you're a womanizing coward and a criminal..."

Nsia began to curse his name and everyone he knew. Invoking all the gods she could name the lioness ranted on. Tair did not listen to her. For all he cared she could scream until her eyes popped out. It would not help her to get up. Sooner or later her strength would leave her and the most arrogant lioness that existed would fall to her death. May she find no mercy in the afterlife!

Now that the lioness situation was taken care of Tair could focus on the thing that had caused all the commotion. A short flight of stairs led up to what looked like a huge sarcophagus. On its top was something that looked like an oil lamp, yet Tair had neither seen oil like this nor had he ever seen a flame, which burned in a pure yet dark green.

Curiosity came over him and he moved up the stairs to take a closer look at this thing that was supposed to be a very powerful mage's lifeflame. "What are you and more importantly, what shall I do with you?" He was whispering as he tried to think of anyone he could sell it to. Sadly, he wasn't friends with any mages or priests, who might have a use for something like this. Maybe he could sell it as some kind of curiosity. Tair would simply take this thing with him and think about all of that later. When he touched the lamp to pick the thing up his world got turned upside down.

Pain shot down his arm into Tair's entire body. Even though he wanted to he could not let go of the lamp. A sudden gale manifested around the fox like he stood in the eye of a powerful storm. His whole body started to clench and Tair could not move a muscle. Suddenly there was a loud noise coming from the sarcophagus. A skeletal hand punched through the stone lid as if it was nothing and grasped Tair's neck with a strength he did not know existed. Just a little more force and the hand would crush his throat, breaking his neck like a twig. A skeleton emerged, moving so that its eyes were right in front of Tair's. The fox had to stare at a skull that could have been canine.

"You've found my remains!"

Its voice was a raspy dry scream that shook the fox to his core. The skull's eyes were nothing but empty sockets filled with a green glow. "You will get my powers... will get my curse until eternity or madness claims you." Finally the frightening figure let go of him. Under Tair's terrified gaze it crumbled. Turning to sand in a mere heartbeat, nothing of the creature that might have been an archon remained.

A moment later everything began to normalize again. Panting ragged breaths the fox stared at a closed sarcophagus. The pain was gone and Tair could move again. He would have dismissed it as some kind of illusion, if it weren't for the pile of sand in front of him. "What the..." Tair looked at the lamp again, which was still within is paw, yet it wasn't burning anymore and there was no fluid within.

When the shock had passed Tair let go of the lamp. It seemed so useless now and hit the ground with a loud clink. Apart from being a little shaken, he felt good. In fact Tair hadn't felt that great in years. There was an incredible sense of elation... a feeling of... power.

Looking at the sand the fox tried to think straight. The skeletons words were still fresh I his mind. 'You will get my powers.' Curious again the fox touched the sand. It shifted, trickling through his open fingers like it didn't want to be touched. They were in a dessert. Sand was everywhere and practically useless. If only he could do something with it. That was the moment when the sand began to compress, bending to Tair's will and becoming hard like rock.

"I just realized why you wanted to come here." Tair spoke loudly with a smile on his face. All the doubts from before about the existence of demons were gone now. Slowly his mind began to fill with distant flashes of memories. It wasn't clear, more like a special kind of instinct. Binding, stealing and shape-alteration. Possessed by a sudden idea the fox moved to where Nsia still held on.

"Now I have what you wanted," he said pleased as he saw a mix of disgust and disbelief on her face. "This makes me feel a little generous and I am willing to consider saving you, Nsia. Let's put it to a test! I'll help you, if you swear to obey and do everything I ask of you." Nsia would have probably hit him or spit on his face if she wasn't so occupied with not dying at the moment.

"Never! You're sum," she snarled at him. The fox's only response was to shrug.

After a short moment he lifted his foot over one of Nsia's paws. "Suit yourself," Tair said nonchalantly. Then he lowered his foot. Only a mere inch before he stepped on her paw the lioness interjected.

"Wait! Wait... Alright... I'll promise to obey and do what you ask." Tair could practically see the struggle on her face. Words like that must have tasted like bile to her. It made everything so much sweeter to him.

Grinning like a child with a new toy Tair crouched down and helped her up for the second time today. Maybe it was just because he was in a good mood now, but dragging her up felt easier than before.

"Great! First, let's set a few ground rules. Would you please call me master from now on?" Mixed feelings could be read on Nsia's face. She was clearly weighing her options until she decided to do something stupid.

Raising her paw, claws extended, Nsia wanted to hit him. However, she stopped inches from his face with a look of confusion. Tair laughed.

"We're bound now. You did agree to my terms, which gives me more than enough power over you. But I guess some means of punishment is in order. You did try to kill your master before and I don't want to give you any more bright ideas. Would you get on your knees and open my trousers?"

Tair enjoyed this more than anything he had done in his life. Watching the lioness squirm as she practically had to obey was the sweetest thing he ever tasted, metaphorically speaking. The actual best thing was that he was not done with her. Nsia had to get on her knees and started to open his trousers. It didn't take long to free his sheath from cloth. Already the tip of his manhood was poking out. She did not keep quiet, though.

"Perverted stupid fucking... hngg master!" So, it did work. Nsia had to call him her master, yet the fox hadn't specified any other rules concerning her freedom to speak. Shaking his head, the ears laid back in annoyance Tair decided to take the easy route. With a flick of his paw Nsia suddenly fell silent. Her lips moved, but not a single word emerged from her lips.

"I've stolen your ability to speak, but don't worry, I'll keep it safe. Maybe I'll have use for it someday. He made a gesture as if he took something from her and stashed it in his pocket, even though nothing could be seen in his paws. "Now it's time to use your mouth and pleasure me!" The lioness obeyed reluctantly. Moving her muzzle closer to his crotch Nsia inhaled the male scent. A moment later her feline tongue brushed over Tair's sheath.

This got better and better. Here he was with the bitch that had tried to kill him tamed and on her knees. It made his cock twitch and emerge more from his foxy sheath. After several tentative licks Nsia moved up to taste his shaft. Feeling the rough tongue on his cock made him shiver in delight and his tail wag in excitement. Several drops of pre ran down his shaft and Nsia licked them up. Making a face as if she had just swallowed poison the lioness licked over his entire shaft until it reached its full proud length.

Tair hadn't specified how long she had to pleasure him, but it seemed like she got the idea. Opening her lips Nsia took the tip in her mouth and began to suck. The fox moaned quietly before putting a paw on her head. Finally, his slave and personal bitch did something useful.

Looking at her Tair was reminded how hot she looked. All of her hateful words had made him neglect Nsias beauty, it was a good thing she had to shut up now or she might have spoiled her good looks with a foul tongue.

Taking more and more of the shaft into her mouth the lioness tried to make it as pleasing as she could. Her tongue swirled around the hard shaft, tasted every drop ofpre, and she even used her teeth to nip carefully on the fox member in her mouth.

Grunting with all the pleasure her tongue and mouth gave him, Tair slowly thrust into her mouth. Out of instinct he wanted to fuck this bitch. She produced a muffled sound of protest, yet didn't stop sucking him off. Meanwhile, his knot began to form. With each short thrust it bumped against Nsia's nose. It was way to big to fit inside her mouth. A moment later Tair rammed his cock as far into her maw as he could, then he came with a loud groan.

Sticky fox cum began to fill her mouth. Nsia had to drink as much as she could to avoid choking on the flood of jizz. Nevertheless, part of Tair's load bubbled out of her muzzle. When he was almost done Tair drew his hips back. The last drops of cum hit her muzzle and the fox watched her with a wide grin on his face.

Nsia looked at him with disdain. She refused to acknowledge the cum on her muzzle and did not touch it or wipe it at all. Instead she stared at the fox, waiting for her torment to be over. However, Tair was not done with her. His shaft was still rock hard and smeared with cum.

"That was quite good. Guess you are a skilled bitch. You probably suck so many cocks that you crave more than that. We'll its your lucky day. Get on all fours and stay like this, with your tail raised."

It did take her a long moment to comply, but once again Tair saw that she had to. His newly acquired powers forced her to do his bidding. With burning hatred in her eyes the lioness got on all fours before raising her tail. Of course Nsia was still clothed. Tair had an idea about that though. Slowly he touched her clothes. Each item of fabric he touched did not change its color or texture, but it somehow became liquid. Like water, it flowed down her sides and on the ground, where all the fabric remained as a strange puddle. Nsia watched it confused. This gift of all three he received clearly defied any common sense. Meanwhile the fox was amazed at what he was able to do. All of this was so easy. It came naturally to him now.

Finally Nsia was naked, on all fours and her tail raised. The feline sex was exposed to the fox. So he moved behind her to take in the sights. Two slightly puffy pussy lips. Was she turned on by what she had done, or was it the magic that prepared her. Tair did not care at all, there was only his need for pleasure.

Guiding his cock to her entrance the fox wasted no time. He poked the hot nether lips of the lioness with his dick until the tip of his big foxhood sank in. Then, with a strong push, he rammed his cock inside her pussy up to the knot. Nsia squealed in pain and pleasure at the same time. Her tight walls got stretched by Tair's impressive shaft. Gripping the cock tightly, her pussy tried to force the member out, which only increased Tair's pleasure.

For a moment the fox stayed like this. Looking down at the lioness, staring at the shape of her round ass, her slender hips and per pert breasts. It seemed like she was determined to not look at him at all, but Tair did not care.

Eventually he began to move. Putting his paws on her hips, he started to draw out before pushing forward again and spreading the tight walls. It felt so good. Before long Tair spurted pre again. Even Nsia seemed to enjoy it somewhat. Her pussy became moist with arousal and her lips quivered each time the big cock spread them.

Tair's rhythm got faster. He panted a little and tried to stifle soft groans. After a while Nsia's restraint seemed broken. She moaned openly, threw her head back and started to push her ass into Tair's thrusts. Feeling the tight walls engulfing his foxcock was great, but seeing her submit to him, becoming a bitch in heat with tits that bounced each time he fucked her hard, was even more arousing.

Growling somewhat dominantly he increased his pace. His knot slapped against her moist pussy lips and each time he thrust into her there was lewd smacking noise. Each thrust made his pleasure rise, he tried to fuck her harder and harder, to claim the bitch. Slowly his huge knot began to sink in. It started to spread her lips with each hard thrust and made the lioness moan louder.

Determined to breed his slave Tair leaned forward. He put his paws on her tits, kneading the bouncing orbs, which made her wince in pleasure. Both of their movements became faster, driven by lust. Then finally Tair's knot sank in with an audible pop.

Nsia groaned so loud it was almost a scream. Reaching her climax, Nsia's inner walls started to constrict, massaging Tair's shaft and feeling the big knot that pressed against all her sensitive spots. The fox could feel her juices that flooded her cunt around his shaft. She felt even tighter now, as her walls gripped his big cock and sensitive knot like crazy.

After several short thrusts Tair reached his climax as well. With a loud moan he filled her with his seed. Twitching his cock sent rope after rope of virile seed deep into the waiting needy pussy of his slave bitch. With his knot secured tightly inside her the cum was kept inside. It was so much that Nsia's belly started to appear a little pudgy. Both of them enjoyed the afterglow. Tair was not sure if this finally broke Nsia's will. If not, he would simply try again.

Still filling her with his cum and tied to her Tair looked at the lioness. Now he was strangely thankful that she had tried to trick him. Otherwise, he would have never gotten these incredible powers. There were so many things he could do, so many things he would do, now that he had the ability to enslave, to steal and shape.

"I know what I am going to do first." Lost in thought, he looked up at the hole where they came from. In the right light it almost looked like his eyes were glowing. A green flickering glow.

The End