Magnus let out a throaty moan as Lisa clenched down and squirmed on his barbed cock. Each barb sending jolts of pleasure to him as she grips them. For now that was enough teasing and rocked his hips. He started off slow and gentle, well as gentle as you can be with barbs. Each thrust he would go a little deeper and pull out a little further. Slowly easing her into longer painful rakes. His paws reach up to her chest to grope her big udders while she got mated. Not satisfied with feeling her through the dress, the tiger extends his claws to rip away the clothes until nothing but tattered rags were left and her breast hung freely.<br/><br/>Now he had her right where she needed to be. Gagged, bent over, naked, and exposed all to give her the best fuck of her life. His thrusts were getting rougher now. His body slamming into her with enough force to knock her shoulders up into the pillory. Big tiger paws kneading large handfuls of her tender flesh while the kitty stretched and scraped her poor sore pussy. All the while Magnus stared at Fey, watching her as if he was already picturing doing the same to the stuck up elf.