The big cat lied still, even though Sylvia presented strange items to it. It looked up at her, the big catty eyes, trying to get direct contact with hers. It breathed slowly, accepting its fate as a captive, atleast it think it was. The saber letted out a low growled, trying to seem intimidating once again, but obiviously failed. Soon the big cat stretched out his paw, stroking it lightly against Sylvias thight, it was way too weak to cause any actual damage. As she stood over it, the saber just leaned its head in, and started to lick at her thight, with the big, wet, rough tongue. The tongue slid from her inner thigh, and to the other side, rapidly. It was now in submission, it could do nothing, and it asked for mercy. The cat continued, sometimes the tongue came a little to high, rubbing around the area of her crotch. The cat just started to purr  lowly, the eyes closed. Some blood trilled down from the big wound it had, but it just continued licking onto Sylvias thigh, surrendering to her.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>