<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/9v1R90n.jpg)</div>In one smooth motion Cinder throws open the window and tumbles into the room.<br/><br/>"Do you have any idea how much I hate running? It pisses me off," she says as she draws naked steel. As she speaks, she draws in deep through her nostrils, confirming that this is indeed her prey.<br/><br/>She steps closer, sword at the ready. "You've got two choices, bitch: fight or fuck. Which will it be?"<br/><br/>The simple move would be just to run the bitch through and have done, but that would deny her boss Crescentwood the opportunity to interrogate her. And, Cinder admits to herself with a shrug, fucking is a lot more fun.<br/><br/>There is a trick to it. Maeryll always picks on her that she doesn't know magic, but that's not true. She just doesn't know the boring stuff. Now sex magic? Cinder could write volumes on that, if Cinder ever bothered to write anything.<br/><br/>For monstergirls, fucking for pleasure is very low on the list of priorities. They do it, but only with a creature that has been properly dominated first. Then there is fucking to feed and fucking to breed, even fucking to kill (which is why monstergirls live so long and Cinder doesn't really age, but that's a whole other thing). But first comes fucking to dominate. There is a trick to it. Fucking to breed is default for mortals. That's why they get pregnant and Cinder never will, unless she chooses to. She knows the trick.<br/><br/>Fucking to dominate is similar. But instead wagering an egg (or sperm in the case of a dude), you wager free will. You have to give to get, just like a normal bet. And you have to actually fuck. If you don't get horny, if you don't put yourself at risk, you can't dominant your lover. Those are the rules. That's how it works. Most mortals don't have the stamina to go toe-to-toe with a monstergirl, but she is Cinder-fucking-Cotton.<br/><br/>So fuck her into submission and drag her back to Crescentwood, or kill her.<br/><br/>"Well, what will it be?"