<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/40M2nVq.jpg)<br/>https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1335897</div>Shea deftly dodges the liquor bottle as it's thrown squarely towards him and instead smashing against the wall in front of which he had stood moments before. The cat was particularly out of it tonight it seemed, the fox had been with her for a number of years now and been witness to a good number of benders but she'd never been this bad before. Especially, as it seemed, that she had gone off the deep end and was looking for her apprentice to dominate her.<br/><br/>The cage she was currently straddling was made for someone of a much smaller size than herself, specifically one of the bunny girls that she would bring back occasionally, those who had nearly been spent from all the crystal seeds used on them. He smirked, grabbing the nearest choke collar available and moving forward, his cock growing more rigid with each step as he approached his mentor from behind. He leant over her, burying his member between her luscious cheeks in the process in order to secure the collar around her neck, one.. no, two notches a little too tight to give her just enough air to pant like the slut she was before overpowering the drunk and stuffing her in the cage, the wire bars digging into her tits, thighs and ass as he locked it in place. She was positioned in just the right way to get a lovely view of her backside with enough room to stuff her pussy when he was ready, or shove himself deep into her throat.