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Duhey simply nodded this time, and let out a breath of relief as the ropes around his neck were finally loosened. Yelleena was a level beyond skillful with the ropes, and though Duhey could never quite figure out how, a few quick pulls and adjustments at different spots on his body left him dangling only from his thighs, and with a quick, high swipe of the sword, Yelleena cut Duhey down from the tree and caught him...but he was given no time to enjoy the warmth and strength of her embrace. Literally the moment after he was caught, Yelleena dropped him to the ground and forced him onto his knees...before taking a stance behind him.

"Then you'd better get to it, you messy little fennec," Yelleena ordered. "You've got her awfully close to cumming, and if you dare to leave her unsatisfied, you'll bear a punishment worse than you can possibly dream of..."

Right at the moment, Duhey had a hard time believing in those words. He did his best to embrace the gryphon from behind, as Yelleena leaned his body forward and forced him back into the trickling moisture that happily drooled from Gwendolyn's feral folds, but even as he started to taste her once again, he could feel Yelleena pressing her full, unfairly soft breasts into his back, urging him to move in even further.

" Do it, Duhey...taste every inch of her passage and earn her cum..." Yelleena whispered into his ear, knowing full well by know what her voice could do to the captured fennec. She pressed her hips tight against his uncovered rear and kept her body as close to his as possible, letting him bask in the sensation of her own heated sex grinding on the base of his tail, using it for her own sexual gratification.

Much as he was enjoying it, it seemed that Duhey was the only one not getting any real action, until Yelleena finally gripped his cock with one of her gloved paws, and gently started to stroke it. The material of the glove stayed slick, even as it gathered the large, dripping mass of precum at the tip and worked it down into his shaft, touching flesh that was long overdue for stimulation, and quick to respond.

She nearly made me cum just by touching me...I...I'm really giving into this, aren't I?

Everything about the moment still had an air of depravity to it, as Duhey couldn't forget that his act was forbidden, but the fact that his innermost, deepest fantasies were being fulfilled helped him to overlook the forbidden nature of his deeds, and even enjoy the way that Gwendolyn's inner muscles were able to clamp down on the flesh of his tongue, squeezing around it with all of the milking muscles that she would on a cock.

He even found himself enjoying the way that the end of his muzzle, and even his nose, was forced to press right into Gwendolyn's tailhole, literally giving the fennec no other choice than to embrace a muskier, even more forbidden scent as his tongue probed the folds of the feral, lustful creature.

"Now now, don't be shy, Duhey!" Yelleena told him, as her arm wrapped up around his torso and held onto him. Her hips were grinding against the base of his tail, rubbing upon it with a powerful arousal that couldn't possibly be answered by something so simple. "Get all the way in there and truly learn the flavors of Gwendolyn...experience her, and satisfy her every need...unless, of course, you want me to stop...?"

Yelleena held her paw still for a moment, refusing to even squeeze the full, throbbing organ in her paw until she heard Duhey whimpering with need, his voice muffled by how deep he was plunging into the gryphon. Gwendolyn was trembling with delight as an orgasm started to build inside of her, but she still wasn't versed enough to give Duhey a proper warning...she could only writhe in his clutches, and flutter her inner walls around his long, flat tongue as her body started to do what came naturally. She looked back at Duhey with a need in her eyes that transcended words, until they were finally forced to wince shut from the pleasure that rocked her body down to the very last nerve.

Knowing that her mount was on the verge, Yelleena decided to reward her captive fennec. Her paw suddenly picked up the old pace and immediately surpassed it, jerking back and forth with rapid, fierce strokes. She worked all of the precum that she could gather into his shaft, and started working her pawtips along the underside with each stroke, hoping to coax his messy yield out of the thick, pleasant veins that she felt throbbing through the skin of his stiff cock.

"Gwendolyn is about to bless you with a rare treat, Duhey...and it f-feels like you're about r-ready to join her..." Yelleena suggested to the fennec, able to feel the more powerful pulses of his cock in her tight, gripping paw. Precum was soaking through her gloves as she worked, and though the fennec was too occupied to make a proper response, his whimpers of delight made it clear that Yelleena had him pegged. It was only a matter of seconds before his body would cave under the delightful pleasure she provided him with, a stark contrast from the stinging pain of moments before.

As the sun finally dropped down behind the horizon, leaving the sky with a soft, powder blue hue, Gwendolyn finally made her way over the summit, and her vaginal passage clamped down tightly upon Duhey's tongue in her orgasmic bliss.

"Nyeee! Nyaaah!" the lusty gryphon cried out, as her long, feathered ears finally went flat against the sides of her head. Her beak hung open, and her tongue started to dangle from the corner as she clutched the ground desperately, never knowing an orgasm from anyone other than Yelleena before. Duhey was skilled in his own regard, and his longer tongue was able to reach depths for Gwendolyn, both internally, and in pleasure, that she could never achieve on her own, as a feral.

Yelleena could feel the first bursts of vulpine cum streaking along her paw in the form of slick, slippery heat, much hotter than the precum that oozed out before it. This mess came out in a long, thick, streaking strand that fell just short of lashing Gwendolyn across the belly, but even as he climaxed, Duhey was faithful in his task to pleasure the gryphon, leaving Gwendolyn to stamp her hind legs uncomfortably from the simply overwhelming sensations.

"That's it, Duhey...drown in that sweet, tasty gryphon juice...lap it all up, or I'll make you lick your own yield from the very grass we rest upon!" Yelleena stayed true to her nature and firm in her orders as she refused to give Duhey's body any sort of a break. Her paw was a blur as it rapidly jerked the fennec off, her paw sliding with a feverish pace, all the way from the base of the shaft to the crown of the glans. She made sure to rub her pawtips around the head between spurts of cum, trying to coax even more seed out of the tortured fennec as he showed off a volume that was impressive...

...Even to a lioness who thought she'd seen everything.

"My goodness!" she called out in surprise, watching below Gwendolyn's body as Duhey's member finally seemed to be running out of steam. Only small, weak spurts of seed remained, and they left Yelleena with a deeply stained glove as she slowed her pace in time with the fading release. "I was beginning to think that you might never run out! I can feel that sticky, messy cum seeping through my glove and into my fur...sheesh. You should really get off more often, Duhey. Carrying around that kind of pent-up pressure isn't good for a warrior in the field...after all, look at where it's landed you now!"

Duhey couldn't hope to blame the fact that it had been weeks since his last release for his earlier defeat, but it wasn't until he was able to see the gathering puddle of his mess, pouring through the blades of grass like the slowly advancing waters of a flood through a village, that he realized just how badly he needed the climax he'd been granted. He was lucky to get such a treat from Yelleena and her infamous ways, but the way that Gwendolyn turned around after she was finished and nuzzled into Duhey's cheek was a warmer, sweeter kind of affection...the balance of sweet kindness and spicy lust was one that was helping Duhey to slowly work into the world of being dominated by a female, but it wasn't going to be enough to prepare him for what had to come next.

"Well, you gave me your word that you wanted to spend your remaining time at my side, on your knees..." Yelleena suddenly spoke, breaking Duhey out of his aroused trance. "And I'm a woman of my word, as well, so we'd better head that way..."

With the growing dots of light in the sky, a literal blanket of stars acting as their only guide home, Duhey was actually lucky to have the ropes still wrapped around his wrists. It gave Yelleena an easy way to lead him back to her domicile. "Y-you...you were serious about that...?"

Yelleena looked back at Duhey with a grin that shimmered in the light of the moon. " Dead serious," she confirmed, as she stood up and gave a quick tug on the rope. "And the way that Gwendolyn has taken a liking to you, there's simply no way I can let you leave now...I'm afraid our fun is just getting started."

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