The Dancing Slave Pt3
He took her fifteen times in the first three days of their dance lessons, leaving Shadi sore, swollen, and leaking trickles of white down the insides of her thighs each time. It never got easier, each time he forced himself upon her as his role...
The Dancing Slave Pt2
Shadi winced as she slowly sank into the waist-deep pool of spring water, running her fingers through the tendrils of steam that bubbled from the surface. The tan furred lioness was entirely nude save for the thick gold slave collar around her neck...
The Dancing Slave
The soft, lofty notes of the violin rang in Shadi's large, fennec like ears, the tufts atop their tips jingling with ornamental charms and beads as she twisted gracefully on her toes, her face furrowed in concentration as she tried to remember the...
Party @ Y House
Shadi groaned as they rolled up to the front of the Frat-house, the music inside clearly audible even through the SUV's tinted and sound-dampening windows. She glanced over at her driver, her butler's ever-faithful son, John, who had offered to drive...
The Merchant's Slave pt2
Shadi was sore everywhere. The little lioness was curled up in the corner of the side room where her captors had left her, a filthy, used slut for the dogs to sate their lusts upon. Her tail was curled protectively around herself, the soft, tan fur...
The Merchant's Slave pt1
The castle was slowly growing larger as they approached. He knew that was wrong though. It simply appeared larger as their airship drew closer. Mighty fortifications like that didn't simply spring from the earth like a tree, but for as large as the...
The Merchant's Slave pt3
Shadi was led by her leash obediently up the gangway into the hold of the massive airship docked against the castle's ramparts. Naked, exposed, and humiliatingly still dripping her new master's seed between her legs, she kept her chin tucked against...
The Merchant's Slave pt5
The cold air bit, chilling his extremities, but it was a good pain. The pain was a good reminder that you were still alive, and Isiat felt very, very much so alive today. He jogged along the outer perimeter of his airship, following the guardrails...
Submission: Day 2
Shadi snickered as she crept into the guest bedroom, Isiat watching her from the doorframe of the master bedroom, his tails twitching mischievously. The vulpine was always up to no good it felt like, but it suited him so, so very well. He ushered her...
22 Weeks 'till home - Teaser
_"Let me put it like this then. You ever have one of those stories? Like, something you really wanted to get off your chest, and just tell someone about, even if it didn't make it all better? Even if it was just to make yourself fell better, to know...
The Chaste and the Bandit
It was a good day, Isaias had decided to himself. The green scaled dragon may as well have been on a merry stroll through the parks with how well off he felt. His journey had been a complete success, in ways that even he hadn't predicted would come to...
Familiar Instincts
Kaycey sighed wistfully, the vixen's large, bushy tails flicking to and fro slowly as she looked out over the field in front of her. The deck underneath her feet was nice enough, stained red wood, like the rest of the modest home, a strange modernist...