The Sphinx
James always believed he was working to save mankind, but from the first moment he saw the Sphinx chained inside the laboratory he was certain that he needed to save the creature.
“Hellfire,” James Swallows muttered under his breath, watching the creature restrained against the wall inside the laboratory. The visits to the viewing room always depressed him, but he never managed to keep himself away for long.
The creature couldn’t see him, not with the two inches of reinforced, bullet-proof two-way mirror between them, and yet it seemed to be looking right at him with a predator’s intent. James’s gaze skimmed over its bare, firm breasts and the straining muscles of its well-defined physique. It wasn’t entirely human, the lower legs were distinctively feline and covered in silky white fur, her strong arms pulled on the chains, rage distorted its face that seemed to be mix of feline and human. Its eyes were of a scintillant gold, her nose was large and flat like that of a feline, her ears where like those of a large cat, scarred by the constant experimentation she had endured during the last years.
It had small wings that looked like those of a bird of prey, not enough to lift it from ground, but a constant reminder of its origin. This creature had been created cleaving the DNA of the gryphons and mixing it with human DNA to try and create something that could stand against the gryphons in the name of mankind.
They had tried dozens of variations that now were kept in laboratories all over the country. This specific variation was commonly called “Sphinx” and so far, had proved to be one of the most formidable creatures, mixing the ferocity of a lion, the swiftness of a falcon, and the intelligence of a human. The only thing missing was reproduction, all the sphinxes created to this day had been female.
While they couldn’t crack this problem, they were using the creature’s enhanced metabolism for testing new drugs they had developed to enhance the hunting parties and poisons to hunt the gryphons.
This particular specimen was one the biggest sphinx he had ever seen, nearing seven foot and incredibly strong. He had seen how much damage it could take and dish out during some of the tests. Some of the Regional Managers back in the Headquarters were already talking about billions of dollars in contracts as soon as they could mass produce the creatures, all the remaining governments were interested in them.
Empathy and compassion made James ache for it. The creature had been born inside the walls of the laboratory, stripped of freedom and dignity in order to save a species and eliminate another. James had to admire its determination and strength, it had never stopped struggling against the chains, there was clever ferocity in its eyes and the scientists had quickly learned to begrudging respect its intelligence and cunning. James lifted his hand to touch the glass. He couldn’t help but feel a certain admiration.
Most of all, he wanted to experience its tender flesh, to touch and caress it. In his dreams the creature would reward him with untold pleasure if only he could get it out of this hellish prison. James knew he deserved it.
Movement in the corner of the room drew his attention away from the creature that plagued his dreams. Fear made his heart race as a scientist entered the room. William Miller had to be one of the most brilliant men who worked for Ubisphere Industries. Most of the time the man was detached and uncaring, treating the creatures as nothing more than laboratory equipment, under his orders dozens of the creatures had been pushed until destruction along the years, he always had a speech ready about not only saving mankind, but the possible profits that would eventually come from this research once they were ridden from the gryphons. Things had begun to change about a month before, when the Sphinx had almost severed William’s ear when he had gotten too close to the claws of the chained test subject, since them the man had grown irascible and prone to bursts of crying or rage. He especially targeted this one with his newfound cruelty.
“Hello, Sphinx,” William mewled as he walked inside the laboratory. “My superiors have finally approved my new project. You know what that means, right?” William placed a large bag on top of the exam table in the corner with a loud thump. “It means I get to do all the things I’ve wanted for a really long time without even worrying about keeping you alive. You’re going to suffer for what you did to me.” He glanced up at the security camera in the corner and with a wave of his hand the camera was turned off.
“Shit, shit, shit,” James chanted under his breath as panic seized him.
“The camera is off now,” William grinned. “There will be no record. You will suffer a horrible death, abomination. You shouldn’t have fucked with me! I don’t know what you injected me with, but I’ll cut you open till I find the solution!” He pulled out a syringe. “You’re going to die, you cunt!”
This can’t be happening.
James hadn’t struggled through the daily nightmare life had become for the past six months only to lose the sphinx now. He’d lived in constant fear of being discovered as a deserter, but witnessing the sphinx’s rough beauty had given him the strength to face each day. He’d taken dangerous risks to collect enough supplies and information to set him and the Sphinx free.
In fact, he half expected the security guards to come after him at any second. He’d become so frantic to collect enough food and clothes for their trip for their escape of the research facility that he’d grew reckless, stealing food, clothes, and a gun with some ammo. He was sure that at any moment they would review the surveillance tapes and then he’d be caught for sure. They would arrest him immediately and make his fate as grim as the sphinx’s. They both would be dead by the end of the day.
He wavered between doing something incredibly stupid to attempt to save the Sphinx and following orders from his boss to keep his head down and keep working. He was on the short list for a promotion, a few more months of hard work and he would be entitled for a better position on the higher floors of the Company, with some luck he could even be rewarded with one of the exclusive sex dolls, some day he may even be allowed on the top floors and receive one of the real wives. He had an opportunity of making his live here, if he just kept his head down, his mouth shut, and didn’t draw unnecessary attention of anyone. It would mean doing nothing while William murdered the Sphinx restrained to the wall.
His gaze locked on the Sphinx. Out of all the prisoners, he wanted to free her the most.
She had kept him up nights since he’d been transferred to this laboratory, after almost two years fixing and cleaning a small outpost near the ruins of Florida, he had blessed his luck for having been allowed inside the laboratory. The Sphinx had become the last image he saw before he drifted to sleep every night. Sometimes, he admitted guiltily, she even featured a starring role in his dreams. His decision quickly slammed into place. It would be unacceptable to just watch this happen. It would break his soul. He couldn’t live with it if he did not even attempt to save her.
“You’re not going to be able to fight me this time. You’re going to be defenseless. I want you to know you’re going to die,” William’s voice grew desperate. “But not before I hurt you, abomination.”
James spun around, no plan in mind, but desperate now to save the Sphinx. He fled the room, forced his movements to slow when he stepped out into the hallway, more than aware of the security cameras located there, and stopped at the supply room to grab the duffel bag he had been filling for the last months with everything they would need on the outside. He had made sure to keep the gun on the very bottom of the bag, it would do no good to him during the escape attempt.
The bag was standard issue, used regularly by the maintenance personal to carry around their tools, so that at least he wouldn’t attract any unduly attention by walking around with it. However, if he tried to take it across any of the checkpoints the guards would immediately notice
He yanked the green bag out of the cabinet and tried not to appear guilty as he felt when he entered the hallway again, but knew he needed to hurry to the Sphinx’s holding cell before William had time to do something horrible.
Cameras are watching me, James remembered, resisting the urge to sprint down the hallway. He strolled casually to the Sphinx’s cell as if he didn’t have a care in the world. At least he hoped that was the appearance he gave.
Dear God, he prayed silently, let me reach her in time!
His fingers trembled as he punched in the code on the digital lock. The door beeped when it accepted his password and the steel locks made a distinctive sound as they slid away, allowing him to open the door. He entered the room quickly.
He forced a smile. “I’m here to fix the air conditioning.” The door automatically closed behind him, the locking pins slammed into place to seal him inside the cell, and a quick, sharp buzz sounded to underscore that fact. He took in the scene and gasped at what he witnessed.
The sphinx was free of her restraints, standing against the operating table while William licked her feet and jerked off his small cock.
James face flushed with arousal, his cock jerking against his pants as he kept watching William licking the sphinx’s feet, his tongue stroking the fur with great love even as he kept jerking his shrunken cock. Before he realized the Sphinx’s intent, she pushed William away and took a step towards James.
“No,” he whispered desperately as her head raised, her gaze narrow, staring down at him, blistering with the heat of lust and a glimmer of fury.
“Mine,” she growled.
Her lips came roughly over his, slanting against them as she claimed him with a kiss that rocked James to his toes. Her tongue pushed past his lips, pumping into her mouth with slow, deliberate strokes, teasing his, making him groan in hungry need as her arms came around his shoulders. His hands smoothed up her waist, cupped her breasts. His thumbs traced slow, intricate designs around her hard nipples.
Lustful, hungry, desperate, their mouths mated. The Sphinx alternated kissing James and William, their tongues twining, giving and taking until the males thought they would explode from the pleasure of that alone. She drove them insane, her powerful, lustful needs seemed to infect them, to instigate a fiery heat that neither had felt before.
James knew that it went beyond just this blistering, immoral heat. There was a need that curled inside his very soul, stretched and roared in demand. He whimpered beneath the onslaught of heated yearning and awakening emotion, his nails bit into the Sphinx’s hard shoulders and her tongue pressed passionately into his mouth. His lips closed on it, his mouth drawing on the swollen flesh. Her lips covered his, her tongue stroking, fueling the lust building between them.
All it took was a gentle touch on his shoulders for James’s knees to sink into the floor. The Sphinx put a possessive paw around William’s waist and pressed his head against her nipple.
“That’s the way I want you,” she told him, her voice was husky and deep. “On your knees, bent over for me, screaming as I use you.”
She smiled deviously, her voice sent shivers up his spine. It was part threat, part pure seduction as she stared at him on his knees, one hand resting on his head, petting him slowly.
His smile was content, fulfilled. “I have come for you,” he whispered. “I’ll take you out of here. I have dreamed about that for so long now, I just want to be of use to you!”
“Both of you will be of great use to me,” she purred.
James trembled. Her voice was so rough, so dark, it was almost a physical caress as it stroked over his senses. His cock throbbed, an ache like nothing he had ever known before pulsing in the very depths of him. He wanted her. Wanted to feel her tongue stroking over his flesh.
“Open your mouth,” she commanded, watching him intently.
He trembled, licking his dry lips as hunger throbbed inside of him. The orders sent shivers racing over his spine. Nothing was known about the hybrids sexuality. Some rumors had hinted that some scientists had been having sex with the hybrids, he had always thought that was only gossip. But James was now more than eager to know the truth. The Sphinx had stroked an arousal inside him that nearly consumed his rational mind, William seemed to have already been consumed by it, kissing and licking her breast with enthusiastic desire. Now that she had touched him, it didn’t matter if she was woman or animal. He had to know her touch, had to know her possession.
His mouth slid over her hot pussy, his tongue stroking through the narrow slit of her swollen folds. He parted them easily, drawing the thick juices into his mouth, lapping at her heatedly.
“I’ve dreamed of this,” he whispered against her sensitive flesh. “Dreamed of drowning in your pussy, lapping all your sweet juices into my mouth.”
His tongue plunged into the clenching depths of her vagina. It was the most incredibly erotic thing he had ever known in her life, feeling his tongue lapping deep inside her cunt as her golden eyes mesmerized him. Licking delicately through the slit once again and circling her clit with tormenting strokes before returning to the pulsing well of her pussy.
William’s lips were at her breasts, stroking over the flesh, rolling the nipple between his fingers. He pressed his whole body against her sides, rubbing his small cock against her sides. The sphinx felt the small, half-hard cock against her tight, but didn’t care about it, later she could take care of it.
Over and over again James satisfied her, licking at her teasingly, pushing deep and hard inside her clenching vagina as she purred at his tormenting touch. Her fingers were locked in his hair, pushing his head hard against her warm pussy.
“Mistress, please!” He was nearly sobbing now as he sucked at her clit, his tongue stroking softly around it. “Please. Please.”
His thumbs spread the folds of her pussy apart, his mouth moving deeper against her, his tongue increasing its strokes. He could feel the heat coiling in the swollen bud, the sensitivity increasing as his lips and tongue drove her closer to the edge.
James trembled in anticipation, the Sphinx’s thighs shuddering against his shoulders even as she forced William to drink the milk that came from her nipples, her hips writhing over him, dripping with arousal. Her eyes flew open as it struck her. Like a blast of heat, an explosion of pure, intense sensation swept through her body, arching her back, dragging a loud roar from her chest as she came in his mouth.
He drunk it all, savoring her pleasure that seemed to rip past the fabric of reality and flinging him into a world of endless pleasure. He shuddered, drinking her debauched pleasure, his cock throbbing and begging for release.
“Now,” she moved over his body, staring down at him with savage intensity as the bulbous head of his cock nudged against the sensitive opening of her feline pussy.
“Now,” she whispered again. “I make you my mates. Now.”
Dear God. She was so tight!
James felt the swollen head of his cock press against her sensitive opening and caught his breath at the tight sensation around his tender flesh. He watched her with almost worship, she put a paw on his chest, moving her hips slowly, riding him.
He whimpered in distress as she paused, then shuddered as he felt a hard pulse of the silky pre-come throb from his cock. A second later, another followed. As it did, he noticed a slow loosening of her flesh around the head and he slid forward marginally.
Oh, that was so good.
She was stretched tightly around his cock and he was greedy for more. He groaned as yet more of the pre-come spilled within her. With each short spurt of the fluid, her muscles eased more.
Her arms wrapped around William’s neck as she guided him towards her, feeling him move eagerly, feeling the heavy width of his erection stroking her ass slow and easy.
"There," she groaned, his lips moving to her neck. "Hold onto me, nice and hot, just like that."
She could feel her ass milking his flesh, contracting around him. His cock was getting incredibly hard, swelling in size with his arousal.
The need built, consuming him, creating a flame unlike any sensation William had yet experienced. She purred and moved her hips against James’s cock, burying his cock inside her as the three of them groaned, moaned, cried out.
“Sphinx,” James whimpered, suddenly nervous despite the incredible pleasure filling him. He slid forward another inch. The head of his cock was now buried inside her.
“So hot and sweet,” she raised herself slowly before descending quickly on his cock, loosening her further, easing her open for him. His muscles were taut, his body corded with his fight for control as he watched his cock sink inside her. James twisted beneath her, breathing roughly as he felt him stretching her, feeling a fire raging inside her that threatened to destroy his sanity. The pulsing liquid he spilled inside her sensitized the tissue, making each inch he worked within her caress nerve endings flared in wicked pleasure.
William wrapped his arms around her, holding her tighter as he kept thrusting in her tight, hot ass, pushing his cock deeper inside of her, throwing himself over the edge of blissful pleasure.
Her claws were ripping James’s clothes, her head tossing as she began to ride him gently, stroking deeper, filling her further. It was exquisite, a building, blistering sensitivity and heat that had him gasping, her womb convulsing as her pussy spasmed around his cock.
The Sphinx was the most erotic sight he had ever seen in his life. Her muscles bulged as she controlled him, her golden eyes blazing down at him, her white hair falling forward around her face, creating the impression of a savage, lusty animal.
“I can’t wait,” he was fighting for breath, for control. “I can’t wait. You’re so tight, so sweet…”
His eyes closed as she drew back, caressing the sensitive nerve endings of his cock before she slammed hard and deep.
James writhed beneath her. The sphinx’s eyes blazed down at him, her hands gripping his arms as she breathed out roughly.
“I’m an animal,” she growled, her voice rough as his cock pulsed inside of her. “Feel it!” She sounded blissful.
The blend of pleasure and pressure inside her pussy was making him crazy.
“Feel it, James,” she demanded roughly. “Feel what I’m doing to you. Only an animal would do this.”
She growled roughly when she felt him pulse inside her again. He needed her. Needed her warm, wet sex giving him pleasure he had never thought possible.
He moved his hips against her, his breath hitching in desperation as he felt his cock moving snugly within her. He was so hard, so hot, so firmly embedded within her cunt that he knew he would never forget this feeling, never he could be satisfied with a human female again.
Her bigger body blanketed his, her elbows catching her weight as her hands slid over his shoulders, relishing the feel of her fur against his skin, causing him to sink deeper inside the tight flesh of her pussy.
Sensations piled atop each other, lightning-hot flares of pleasure and pressure building inside his body. His cock was swollen, throbbing, rising eagerly as her pelvis ground against it. Her nipples were cushioned against his chest, the smooth skin rasping over them.
“I could change you, James,” she whispered in his ears.
His eyes widened at the words, staring up at her in shock. He couldn’t make sense of the words, couldn’t imagine her affecting him to that point. But he realized he didn’t care if she did. Didn’t care how she took him, how much she changed him, as long as he knew that for now, he belonged to her.
She was breathing roughly, fucking the two males with almost involuntary strokes. Her cunt retreating then swallowing his cock, over and over again, stroking sensitive tissue and firing nerve endings to screaming life. Her ass was being stretched by William’s frantic thrusts, he was spilling his pre-cum already. The two males couldn’t concentrate. Couldn’t make sense of anything. She was breathing roughly on James’s ears, her hot breath sending shivers of submissive pleasure that made him whimper, her long, rough tongue stroking his neck and shoulder as she rode his cock with steadily increasing strokes.
James and William were mewling in pleasure. The sphinx was growling, her teeth scraping the flesh of James’s neck as he squirmed beneath her. Sweat soaked their bodies, James felt the Sphinx pinning him down with her strong arms.
“Wait, mistress,” James groaned desperately as she moved over him. She couldn’t wait. Didn’t want to wait. She was on heat. Her pussy and ass spasmed around their cocks, needing more, starved for the driving, fierce thrusts she had never known during her captivity. She was tired of toying around with the scientists and guards, she craved something wild and hot. Something that would shred any sense of decorum, any modesty these humans once possessed. She needed them deep, hard, plunging in her with debauched devotion.
She snarled, gripping James’s shoulder with her teeth and she gave him what he was begging for. Sinking into his hard shaft, she set a hard, fast rhythm that drove his erection to the very depths of her, burying his cock to the end and fucking him with a hunger he had never known in his life.
He was hers. Her worshiper. Her mate.
James was screaming out beneath, his nails scratching her back even as William bit her shoulder with a barely contained moan. Her teeth pierced James’s shoulder, William had already been marked by her before. She would enjoy changing them, having them as her loyal pets would make things much better around.
They thrusted deep into her, their dicks plunging in her warm flesh. She could feel their release looming, as she could feel her flesh rippling over their cock.
They would need to learn better control. So close…
She held James still as she pumped him harder, the sounds of wet sex filling her ears, sucking cunt wrapping around his cock as she felt him explode inside her cunt. Her pussy tightened, milking his flesh, fighting to hold it deep inside her as her juices spilled around it. It was too much. Too hot.
William tried to keep moving as he came, tried to plunge his cock as deep as he could into her ass, but corrupt pleasure was ravaging his body. He was shaking, shuddering, feeling it burning inside him, and he gave it to her then. Took her. His hands tightened on her hips, thrusting hard and deep, penetrating her with the thick intrusion of his flesh, until his hoarse shout followed by her primal, smothered roar, tore free in the waves of cascading pleasure.
“No. Fuck, no,” James tried to pull back as he felt the first hard jet of his semen spew inside her. He screamed as her body shuddered spasmodically over him, her orgasm rising in power, ripping violently beneath her flesh. She was so tight around him.
Each hard pulse of his seed throbbed, triggered contractions in her cunt that had her purring hoarsely. He writhed beneath her as another orgasm peaked inside her, causing her to shudder harshly as every hard pulse of his semen filled her depths.
The sphinx tasted blood and realized the sharp tips of her canines had pierced James’s shoulder. Her tongue licked over it, suckling the small wound as he whimpered beneath her. He trembled beneath her, her pussy clenching on the still hard cock locked inside her as she purred at the intermittent bursts of orgasmic echoes.
The sphinx held both of them close to her chest, they breathed in her strong musk, filling their world, dazzling their minds.
James peered up at the camera. Usually a red light blinked but this one didn’t. It wasn’t on. The guard had followed William’s instructions. No one but the Sphinx had witnessed what had really taken place. He had no idea how long those cameras would remain off but he assumed they would until William ordered them to start monitoring the prisoner again.
“It’s going to be okay,” she crooned to him.
He watched the Sphinx cautiously as she allowed his gaze to roam over her naked body.
She is worth saving. He repeated that silent chant a few times while he worked up the nerve to inch away from her.
“I’m going to free you,” he promised her. His hand brushed her silky, white fur.
She’s worth saving. He nodded. She needs help.
He couldn’t deny touching her affected him as a man. She was forbidden, dangerous, and sexy.
He bit his lip, thinking hard about how to get them out of the mess they were in.