Moan she did, shapely young body writhing and twisting before him as Bak'Ran's thick, rough finger teased her delicate folds. The lusty young catgirl practically seemed to dance, her body gyrating according to the movements of the minotaur's finger.<br/><br/>"I...I can't!" The girl sobbed weakly, hating herself a little as she felt her willpower break down. "I s-shouldn't!"<br/><br/>An hour ago she'd an innocent little virgin, and now here she was, on the verge of begging a monster who'd practically threatened to kill her to ravish her. She couldn't help it, she knew. Catfolk were naturally sensual people, it was one of the reasons females of her species were so highly prized as sexual pets. Some legends said their race had been created by elven wizards seeking the perfect beautiful, submissive slave girls, and Leila was certainly living up to her people's reputation.