He laughed, cruelly, at her protests; he almost seemed to be enjoying that as much as he was enjoying her body. "So much for your earlier enthusiasm," he snarled. "But now, I think it's time for my fun. Normally, I'd use your mouth, but given your claws, I'm not going to take my chances," he said. He leaned down, and grabbed the ropes binding her with both hands, lifting her up, turning her around, and shoving her, face first, onto the table, pushing aside the dead body that lay there, leaving her bound, face-down, with her back side exposed to him.<br/><br/>Immediately, his fingers returned to between her legs, now thrusting a pair of fingers inside of her, as he alternated between spanking her, and stroking her tail. "This is what your master uses you for most, isn't it? Bending you over and using like a toy? You're built for it, aren't you?" he asked, continuing to play with her until he was satisfied she was slick enough for him, before pulling his fingers free, and moving both hands to her waist... and driving his cock home with a satisfied groan.