Richard Borrin is enjoying the high life. After finding a magical collar and bracelet and taking it to the best mages in the dark city of Lampwick, to only find that it was a magical set of powerful enchantments that turns whomever wears the collar into a catgirl while the bracket turns the wearer into a powerful catguy. Naturally the young and dashing rogue tricked one of his associates within his Thieves Guild to put on the collar, get turned into a kitten, and subsequent raped silly in front of some of the other guild members.<br/><br/>A week later and a subdued kittengirl later, you find yourself in your office, looking over reports of your other guild members and what haul they have succeeded at over the days. Naturally members that meet or exceed their quota get a reward, usually a moderately powerful magical item or the permission to fuck his personal catgirl, whom has developed quite the reputation as having the best pussy on any girl ever, even if she detests every male and doesn't take too kindly to getting raped. Only a permission from you and a personal note can a guy safety fuck her.<br/><br/>Naturally you have set new rules about the girls in the guild, reducing them to property for the rightfully more handsome and deserving males of the guild. Naturally, you get free reign of any girl you want, which usually ends up with them bleeding from the crotch from your barbed kitty cock. They have a tendency to survive such an ordeal, but even after healing such girls tend to be quite damaged mentally. Oh well, rogue girls are only good for their looks and their pussies.<br/><br/>Speaking of which, you have one such girl under your desk, licking your barbed kitty cock and licking up any straw precum that comes out. Naked and wearing fake kitty ears and a tail butt plug, trying her best to look like your mate Flora. You raped her a few days ago, her mind mildly shattered by the ordeal and with her thinking that she is a real house kitten. Mewling and purring and trying to be adorable. Looking over your reports you find that the amount of girl rogues in your expanding organization is dwindling from no fault of your own, as there will be a need to do more recruitment.<br/><br/>While you mull this over, your door opens to find your second in Command, Jeff FireSky, casually strolling in with a smile. Not being able to see the girl between your legs from his point of view,<strong>"Say there bossman, I just got a tip from the northern gate. The Church of Selyum is getting in a fresh shipment of priestesses, fresh from the convent. Virgin girls man, ripe for the kidnapping!"</strong>