Sheva felt fear gripping her heart as she hear yet another recurring presence of the guards. It had been a daily routine, them coming inside of the cage room every handful of hours and dragging off another unfortunate victim kicking and screaming. The only ones that seemed to go quietly were the ones so malnourished and so fatigued that they had passed out or simply didn't have the strength to muster any type of resistance. She could feel herself quickly approaching the same fate.<br/><br/>Inwardly Sheva prayed it wouldn't be her that would be selected next. Whilst she hated seeing others being dragged to their deaths, secretly she had sighed happily that it had not been her. With the guards approaching she quickly cowers to the corner of her cell in some desperate attempt to make herself as unnoticeable as possible.<br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Essnton wrote:</cite>"Oh. What happened to tall, white, and handsome?</div></blockquote><br/><br/>A long exhale emanated from Sheva as Essnton appeared. He had the nasty habit of showing up at the worst of times. Oddly enough she found herself a bit relieved that her friend had shown up, it was nice to see a friendly face, even if it wasn't to friendly most of the times.<br/><br/>"Hey Essnton..." Sheva said weakly and quietly, looking up to her old ghostlike friend with the best forced smile she could muster. "I wish I knew. I was approaching his tent...then I woke up here. I don't know how, but I know why. Seems we are being dragged off one by one and never returning" Looking up at her ghostly friend it somehow reminded her of when they were kids, carefree and not a trouble in the world, she missed those days, missed when life was just fun and games. Sighing once more she spoke "Essnton...I know I've said it a thousand times, but I'm sorry I fell asleep that night..."<br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Altrayie wrote:</cite> "Awww, poor little kitty....want me to bring you some fish-bones? Numnumnum!” </div></blockquote><br/><br/>"Why me..." Sheva said quietly to herself as Altrayie approached her cage. It was easy to peg the annoying half-elves personality. Likely somewhere along the lines of a coward when she didn't have the upper hand on someone and boasted about herself when she did. If nothing else the elf would provide a little bit of entertainment.<br/><br/>Sheva snickered in a taunting tone. "The egotistical mocking villain role has been played a thousand times over sweetie. It's no secret that those mimicking the act today were born from insecurity and fear. It must set your nerves on fire, seeing a starving feline stuck in a cage, having not had a bite to eat in the last few days and still being more beautiful then you ever will" If she was going to die, the least she could do it wound those that captured her in some manner.<br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Millan wrote:</cite> "I bet I could find you a little bit of bread...”</div></blockquote><br/><br/>Despite how much Sheva despised those who had captured her, Millan's deal was sounding incredibly pleasant after three days without food or water. Sighing she realized just how desperate she was becoming, to even consider giving this hyena boy oral pleasure for nothing more then a few scraps from bread. Gazing upwards for the first time since Millan had began complimenting her and offering her a number of deals her eyes widened seeing his cock already free from its bonds. With the surprised expression still upon her face she gazed upon his cock, then back at his eyes, then back to his manhood.<br/><br/>"A bit of food if I suck on you?" Sheva said curiously, running over the number of things she could do with the situation. Pondering if she should flat out refuse and not give him the pleasure of her lips wrapped around his shaft, or perhaps actually suck on him, but only to get him even more aroused so she may stop half way through and attempt to lure him into her cage so she could try to put something much larger and more squirmy inside of her belly. Or lastly she could do as he asked, maybe pleasing him in such a manner would make him want to keep her around, give her some food and possibly save her life if she made herself desirable.<br/><br/>Getting upon her knees Sheva winced and clutched her stomach, the raw gnawing hunger pain that had caused much discomfort since the first day she had arrived swiftly returning. Looking up at Millan one last time she knew this might be her only chance to either escape or make someone wish to keep her around so she wouldn't be hulled off as the others have been. "Have I really become so desperate?" She sighed to herself before crawling towards Millan's manhood sticking through the bars. Then as quietly as possible she whispered low enough that hopefully only her ghostlike companion could hear. "Essnton...please don't look..."<br/><br/>Reaching up with her left hand Sheva gently removed Millans from his shaft. "Water too...please..." Without even awaiting his response she leaned in before extending her tongue and flickering it once across the head of his cock. Her eyes widening and a low moan escaping her lips as she tasted the hyena's pre-cum upon her tastebuds. Having not had a scrap of food for the last three days the mildly salty flavor was heaven sent. Moving her tongue in a slow circle she traced it around the entire head of his cock before placing her lips upon the tip and beginning to suck softly.<br/><br/>Millan could feel the warmth of her breath coursing downward along his shaft as Sheva exhaled. Slowly the soft folds of her lips began to descend upon his manhood as she took a full inch of him between her lips. The heat and moisture of her mouth clearly felt as she suckled lightly. With that light suction she slurped downward along his shaft, every inch and curve of his thick manhood that had entered her mouth treated to a gently massage of her lips before being sealed within the tight confines of her mouth. Flickering her tongue along the underside of the two inches of his manhood between her lips she licked it slowly, enjoying the taste of having something...anything in her mouth. Using a bit of her tongues strength she pushed his cockhead to the roof of her mouth and squirmed her tongue roughly along the underside.