[EX] Jemm [The Labyrinth]
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				Title: <strong>[EX] Jemm [The Labyrinth]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Odin</strong> on <strong>11-01-2011, 03:00:48</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://www.vietnamholidays.cc/Upload/Vietnam-tours/Experience-the-world-heritage_1879513_laos1.jpg)<br><br>Opening out more, this part of the cave seems to have no roof. The climb upwards though, looks impossible, and coming down would certainly mean a tragic fall... Or perhaps its just more of that magic that spread through the cave. The large waterfall powered down the cliffs, making a form of curtain for the large cave that served as both the den of this cave's inhabitants, and the way through.<br><br><strong><span class="bbc_u">Syron &amp; Lyre</span></strong><br>(http://douglawrence.files.wordpress.com/2008/09/wolvestwo.jpg)<br><br><strong>Name:</strong> Syron<br><strong>Species:</strong> Wolf<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Male<br><strong>Likes:</strong> Anal. Vaginal.<br><strong>Dislikes:</strong> N/A.<br><strong>Terminal:</strong> No.<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Straight.<br><strong>Can impregnate:</strong> Yes<br><strong>Bio:</strong><br>See Lyre.<br><br><strong>Name:</strong> Lyre<br><strong>Species:</strong> Wolf<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Male<br><strong>Likes:</strong> Anal. Oral.<br><strong>Dislikes:</strong> N/A.<br><strong>Terminal:</strong> No.<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Straight.<br><strong>Can impregnate:</strong> Yes<br><strong>Bio:</strong><br>Syron(White) and Lyre(Black) were brothers who set off on an adventure to find an endless supply of women. After both being alone for so long, they decided to seek out their fortune in women. When the opportunity of the cave came up, they jumped at it, and after they succeeded, they were turned in to wolves to symbolize their loneliness, and placed inside one of the many chambers.<br><br><hr></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] The Dens [The Labyrinth]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jemm</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 03:13:14</strong>
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				Anita would find herself wandering through the twisting dark maze, a lantern clenched in her gauntlet-clad left hand while her right remains rested near her hips where the scabbard of her sword hangs. Anita's youthful face and petite form could only be made out thanks to the light warmly emitting from the lantern, fighting the shadows back while the girl attempts to navigate the depths of the labyrinth. Anita's decision to pack light was a welcome one when considering the amount of walking she was doing. The red-headed girl was clad simply in a chest-plate and a single gauntlet for armor, preferring her quick feet to protect her. Underneath the armor she wore a simple short-sleeved V-neck shirt, plain white, as well as a dark violet colored pleated skirt around her hips, hanging a a bit above her knee to conceal her shapely thighs from view.<br><br>Soon Anita would break from the dark tunnel ways of the cave, wincing as a new type of light washes over her. Raising her free hand up to her head to shield her eyes, she stood still and waited for her sight to become bearable again. Anita had come across the section of the cave with no ceiling. The roaring of the waterfall that was before her had led her here through that twisting maze. She takes a few steps closer to the waterfall, gazing about her surroundings and taking in the scenery. The place seemed peaceful enough. Anita began to consider climbing upward upon seeing no other ways to continue, though for now she continued inspecting the area.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Jemm [The Labyrinth]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Odin</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 06:41:24</strong>
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				Syron and Lyre both watched the girl from further up the cliff cave. Syron blending with the white rocks part way up, and Lyre standing in the entrance of the cave. The path seemed to end at a large bunch of rocks, which looked to lead up to the main waterfall. The rocks looked to be a pretty big climb, though the rest of it was just too steep or impassable terrain. The rocks really were the only way forward. <br><br>Syron moved closer in among the huge white rocks on the second shelf, a small flat section in around the middle of the climb, which he laid down at to base in the sun, and the cool wind, when Anita had come wandering in to their domain. Lyre however stayed in the cave, sitting to one side, equally being invisible due to his coat. Syron was a white, just a small difference to the rocks he used for sun bathing, except when the sun hit them, and disguised him completely. And Anik was completely black, the contrast of looking from light in to darkness covering his body perfectly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Jemm [The Labyrinth]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jemm</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 10:20:30</strong>
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				As Anita reached the end of the path she would end up fishing around inside one of the pouches on her waist belt, taking out a few pitons and a hammer. She had made sure to bring some climbing gear in case the cave had any sudden drops. She douses the lantern, no longer needed with hte light pouring in to the area from up above, and hooks it on to her belt before preparing to climb the rocks.<br><br>Reaching her hand upward, she feels around for a good handhold on the rock while staring upward. Anita had not noticed Syron at all, especially thanks to the way he blended into the rocks naturally. She digs the toe of her long boot into the side of the rock, preparing to hoist herself upward and begin the climb.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Jemm [The Labyrinth]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Odin</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 10:33:32</strong>
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				The wolves looked at each other, then to Anita. They both sat, waiting for her to reach the second level, and continue climbing. They both remained reasonably still, making sure to not give away their positions. Hoping that she simply ignored them, or continued her climb.<br><br>Lyre and Syron already had a plan for the young woman. To reach the very top, you would have to reach up and pull yourself with both hands from a small bundle of large rocks, and that is where they would trap her. Syron's nose caught the moisture in the wind... As well as her scent, as she began her climb up towards their den. Little did she know, that would also be her residence for a few hours, to a few days, depending on how much they liked her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Jemm [The Labyrinth]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jemm</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 10:54:22</strong>
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				After a bit of testing the handholds in the rock and the available grip she could manage, Anita steps back down to the ground. Putting the Pitons and hammer away, she opens up another pack on her belt and fishes out a long length of rope with a grappling hook at the end of it. Anita takes a few more steps back as she swings the grappling hook around, gathering up momentum before letting it loose, the hook sailing up into the air. With some well-placed aim, the hook manages to catch on to a good spot on the rocks. With a few test tugs, Anita is convinced the rope is sturdy enough to use for an aid. She steps back up to the rock and begins her climb again, using the rope every so often to help her reach the next handhold. It would not be long before Anita manages to reach the top of the rock after a careful bit of climbing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Jemm [The Labyrinth]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Odin</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 11:11:08</strong>
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				Lyre and Syron looked to each other as she began to climb, using the hook and rope. They watched her make her way up the cliffs, and then more on to the second section. Lyre watched as the hook flew up to the top, and hooked around one of the large roots of the trees. He slowly walked out of the darkness, knowing she couldn't see him because she was climbing up the cliff side.<br><br>When her hands grabbed the final ledge to pull her up, Lyre set his paws on them, and stared down over the cliff at her. He was heavy. Heavy enough to stop her hands from being able to move, to grab the ledge better, or let her fall away. He stared in to her eyes a moment, as Syron moved from his spot, climbing the rocks below her. Her toes could just touch the rocks below, but her hands were stuck, and she was caught in the predicament well and truly. Syron moved on to the rock under her, and jumped against the cliff face, getting higher, so he could put his hands up her skirt, and press his nose to her crotch.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Jemm [The Labyrinth]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jemm</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 11:27:08</strong>
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				Anita grasped at the top of the ledge with both her hands, having finally made it to the top. It was then that the sudden appearance of Lyre pouncing down on her hands caused her to gasp and lose her footing. Her body collides with the side of the cliff, dangling helplessly as Lyre's weight on her hands are the only thing keeping her from plummeting. Anita struggles against the grip, kicking her legs a bit before realizing that coming free of the wolf's grip would be a bad thing. She grits her teeth and tries to maneuver her feet to try to get some more stable footing. It was then her eyes would widen, feeling the sudden nosing by Syron as he ventured underneath her skirt and pressed up against her white panties. "H..Hey!" She cries out in surprise, causing her to squirm and struggle some more, even with her very limited mobility.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Jemm [The Labyrinth]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Odin</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 11:38:23</strong>
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				Lyre stared down at her, as Syron pushed his nose against her slit, clothed only by her thin panties. Squirming did nothing as Syron continued to sniff at her lightly, before pushing her panties aside, and sniffing at her bare slit, and enjoying her scent. Lyre also got a good view of her breasts, and didn't mind the fact he couldn't touch her yet. Once Syron had touched her a little, he would let her up, and enjoy her body. But for now, Lyre held her, as Syron sniffed at her bare cunt, having pushed her panties aside so he could do so.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Jemm [The Labyrinth]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jemm</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 11:44:13</strong>
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				Anita's face would go red, glancing down in both an attempt to hide her face and to see just what was pressing up underneath her skirt. Syron would find her smooth, shaven entrance warm and soft to the touch while her lovely scent filled his nose. Though not having the best angle for it, Anita tries desperately to kick Syron away from her, her insistent struggling continuing. as Lyre peers down to take in her form, he would notice that Anita was fairly flat-chested, so the chest plate she was wearing would obscure any peeking down her V-neck shirt that he attempted. As Anita struggles so energetically, her sword sheath rattles a bit from all the movement, frequently colliding against the rock wall that Anita was hanging up against.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Jemm [The Labyrinth]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Odin</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 11:53:55</strong>
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				Lyre could hear her struggling and kicking at his pack mate, Syron, and swiftly set out to put a stop on it. His paws lessened on her hands, then put his full weight back on, allowing her to slide and inch or two downward towards the rocks below. Syron adjusted his position, and pushed his head back up her skirt, and once again pressed his wet nose to her hairless little mound. He then gave her a small lick, tasting her, and enjoying what she tasted like, as well as her scent which filled his nose. All of her movements and squirming served no problems for Syron and his adventurous tongue and nose, which was now licking at her lightly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Jemm [The Labyrinth]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jemm</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 12:05:45</strong>
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				Anita lets out a surprised cry as she feels the wolf up above take a bit of his weight off of her hands momentarily, feeling herself slip down a bit before she was caught underneath his paws again. This managed to get her to stop struggling for a moment, meanwhile still squirming as she feels Syron press his nose against her smooth mound. She winced as she felt the cold moist nose against her, shivering as she receives the tasting licks. "H..Hey! S..Stop that!" She cries out, twisting her body left and right as she continues to dangle. She tries to get her boots dug in to the rock wall, though even then she still had the problem of the wolf up above keeping her hands pinned down to the ground. Meanwhile the smooth texture of Anita's entrance is a pleasurable feeling against Syron's tongue, and he would find the girl would soon become slightly moist from the attention as well as his saliva.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Jemm [The Labyrinth]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Odin</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 12:13:19</strong>
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				Lyre watched as she became more passive after nearly falling to the ground below. With Syron below her, she would surely fall awkwardly, and land in a bad way. Instead, she was held there, as Syron violated her. Only until they were sure she'd be happy with what they did to her. Syron left her mound, instead robbing her of her panties, biting lightly between her butt cheeks, making sure not to hurt her, and pulling them down, right to the point they fell from her toes. He pushed his muzzle back up, and pressed his nose to her again, starting to taste her again, closing his eyes and enjoying the taste of the sweet woman's bare slit. There was a strange taste to her, that Syron adored.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Jemm [The Labyrinth]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jemm</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 12:21:43</strong>
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				Anita closed her eyes for a moment as she felt Syron tug her panties down her smooth, slender legs, the girl a bit more still now that she was concentrating on getting a stable hold on the wall with her feet. She would try tugging away from Lyre's paws in an attempt to free herself from his grasp, her face gaining a deeper blush to it as she felt Syron continue to lick against her smooth entrance. "Ah..S..Stop it! Let me go!" Anita cries out, her breathing becoming heavier as she helplessly dangled over Syron, her skirt hiding the lewd act from view. Syron would find more of her enjoyable taste beginning to coat his tongue as he continues to lick and taste between Anita's legs, the helpless girl becoming more moist from each press against the warm, slick tongue.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Jemm [The Labyrinth]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Odin</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 12:33:44</strong>
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				Syron drew away from her, and instead moved underneath her, lifted her a little, allowing Lyre to lean down and grabbed the back of her armor, lifting her and throwing her across the clearing at the top. Syron joined him with a single leap and they both watched her. Once you were actually on even ground, they looked a lot bigger. Bigger than a normal wolf, by far. And much more powerful, by the way they threw her around easily. Lyre and Syron passed each other, and began to circle her, one going either way, so that she couldn't possibly watch both of them. Warrior she may be, but their size and strength put them over her easily.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Jemm [The Labyrinth]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jemm</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 23:17:53</strong>
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				Anita would end up kicking with her legs after losing her foothold again when Syron pushes underneath her to lift her up. She finds herself still unable to fight back while Lyre grabs hold of her armor and uses it to toss her. Anita ends up tumbling from the momentum, though thankful the wolf hadn't tossed her in the other direction. She scrambles to her feet as soon as she stops rolling and regains her balance, not delaying a moment to pull out her sword. she shot a look in front of her, then behind her, finding that the two were surrounding her and circling her. Anita keeps the sword pointed at Syron, though she then turns her head to face Lyre. With just a moments delay to think, she frantically fumbles with the lantern at her belt, trying to light it and then wield it in her free hand.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Jemm [The Labyrinth]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Odin</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 01:34:19</strong>
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				Lyre took advantage of the fact she was watching her. He dashed towards her, and leaped through the air, to get all of her focus on him, and Syron swept under her, knocking her down, and making Lyre go straight over her. Syron turned quickly, and stepped on her hand, and stopped her from swinging her sword. He stared down in to her eyes, his powerful body rippling as he stood over her. Lyre circled back around too, and stood a few feet away, watching. Syron flicked her sword away, towards Lyre, and stared down in to her eyes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Jemm [The Labyrinth]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jemm</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 02:59:17</strong>
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				Anita watched as Lyre dashed toward her and with one quick shift of her body her sword was now pointing at the black wolf instead. Anita was unable to defend against the simultaneous attack that Syron provided, however, completely losing her footing as she was tripped, her body sailing to the ground. As Lyre lands on her lithe frame, Anita moves to slash at him, only to find Syron pinning her sword arm to the ground. Anita lets out a soft whimper as the wolf stares down into her eyes. After Syron flicked her sword away, and Lyre moved off from on top of her, she tries to struggle back into a kneeling position and does not hesitate to swing a gauntleted fist at Syron's nose, working desperately to take advantage of the sudden relinquishing of her pinned position.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Jemm [The Labyrinth]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Odin</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 03:07:17</strong>
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				Lyre watched as she battled with Syron, sort of amused... And a little turned on. Syron dodged her fist, and latched on to the gauntlet, then used it to drag her forward, as he ripped of the gauntlet. He watched her skid along on her chest plate, and he waited until she was looking at him to drop the gauntlet, and step on it, dropping his full weight and strength down on it, and crushed it under his paw. A small smirk crept across his face, then slowly began moving towards her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Jemm [The Labyrinth]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jemm</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 04:25:34</strong>
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				Anita falls forward as Syron latches on to the gauntlet and begins to drag her forward across the ground.&nbsp; While trying to tug the gauntlet free, Anita manages to unlatch the lantern from her belt with her free hand, promptly collapsing against the ground after Syron wrenches the gauntlet free from her slender, delicate hand. Anita stands up again as Syron drops the gauntlet and crushes it beneath his paw, the sight intimidating enough to cause Anita to step back. Anita successfully relights the lantern and begins to swing it at Syron to discourage his further advances, the flame inside burning strong.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Jemm [The Labyrinth]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Odin</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 06:53:57</strong>
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				Syron's eyes watched the flickering flame travel back and forth in the darkness, only illuminated by a small amount of moonlight, but enough to see. Though it didn't mind the wolves, they could see just as well as in the day, if not better. Syron began slowly moving towards her, as Lyre began moving again too. When Anita began backing up, she would hit against Lyre, and slide over his back, falling backwards to the ground. Lyre grabbed the lantern from her, and moved away a little, then set it down carefully, as to not start a fire. Syron continued his advance, in more ways than one, as his head traveled up her skirt again, and pressed firmly against her bare slit again, his size giving him the power to do so easily.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Jemm [The Labyrinth]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jemm</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 07:10:04</strong>
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				Anita lets out a cry as she lands on the ground, tripped by Lyre. She would sit up in time to watch Lyre take the lit lantern away and set it to the side, and then turning her gaze over to Syron. Anita gasps and winces as she feels the wolf press up underneath her skirt and up against her smooth moist entrance, causing Anita to frantically crawl backwards away from Syron. She would try to situate herself up against a tree, that way Lyre wouldn't get behind her again, though she still needed to come up with a solution for Syron.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Jemm [The Labyrinth]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Odin</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 07:15:22</strong>
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				Lyre watched, sort of amused, as she backed herself against the base of the trees. Syron slowly moved to her again, his muzzle going by her head, and he gave a deep and dangerous growl, then drew back slowly, locking eyes with her again for a moment, before lowering his head, and pushing her skirt up against, his nose pressing to her womanhood, his wet nose sliding up her slit, drawing in her scent.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Jemm [The Labyrinth]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jemm</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 07:21:53</strong>
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				&nbsp;She froze as the wolf stared into her eyes and gave her a menacing growl, her eyes widening at the display. Anita winced again as she felt Syron push back up underneath her skirt. She attempts to close her legs together and force the wolf away from her, shivering all the while upon feeling the damp cold nose slide up against her entrance. Her hands gripped against the grassy ground as she whimpers softly. She still had a few things she could use in her belt pouch out of desperation, though now she was a bit too intimidated to try it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Jemm [The Labyrinth]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Odin</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 07:29:01</strong>
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				Lyre's eyes were on her from where he sat, the lantern between his legs making his eyes flicker and dance as it made his coat glow a light orange. Syron began lightly licking at her, his tongue only just skimming over the small slit, then he stopped, and instead giving her stronger licks, his tongue striking at the full, hairless mound that was tucked nicely between her legs, enjoying her taste, and her scent.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Jemm [The Labyrinth]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jemm</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 07:39:06</strong>
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				Anita leans back harder against the tree, her wavy ponytail scrunched up against the rough bark behind her. Her breathing gets heavier as she feels Syren begin to lick against her smooth entrance harder, becoming slick with the wolf's saliva and the girl's juices. She shivers and continues some weak resistance, writhing her smooth legs about and pressing them together, making it a bit harder for Syren to continue violating her. Anita avoided eye contact with Lyre, instead her eyes searching for some kind of place she could run.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Jemm [The Labyrinth]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Odin</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 07:43:18</strong>
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				Syron moved up, putting his muzzle next to her ear, and giving a short, sharp growl, then scooping her hips out, and then flicking her over, on to her stomach, then pushed her forward, up on to her hands and knees, her shoulder against the tree. He pushed her skirt up, and over her behind, so she was fully accessible, then started to lick at her bare entrance again, contemplating mounting her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Jemm [The Labyrinth]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jemm</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 07:53:00</strong>
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				Anita freezes and shivers as she feels the muzzle offer a sharp growl up against her sensitive ear. The girl was scared and light enough that scooping her up and flipping her over wouldn't serve to be much of a problem. Anita now found herself on her hands and knees with her shoulder up against the tree. She felt her skirt pushed up behind her, revealing her smooth, wet entrance more clearly. Anita winces some more upon feeling the licking continue against her smooth entrance, the girl summoning up some courage to sneak a hand into her belt pouch and fish out the climbing hammer.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Jemm [The Labyrinth]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Odin</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 08:00:19</strong>
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				Lyre spotted her movements, and then the small hammer with the climbing hook on the back. He barked sharply, raising to his feet, and Syron instantly reacted, swatting her hips to the side, rolling her on to her back, and snatching the hammer, throwing it to the side. He grabbed her armor, and stepped on her leg, then pulled her armor off, and threw it aside too. Then he took her belt and skirt in his mouth, and ripped it with his teeth, then bit in to it again, and ripped it away, leaving her in only her top... But not for long. His teeth went between her breasts, grabbing her top, and ripping it away, now leaving her bare and defenseless. He growled at her again, then released her legs, letting her choose what happened next.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Jemm [The Labyrinth]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jemm</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 08:05:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anita gasps as she is rolled over suddenly, becoming too disoriented to react properly. She watches as Syron snatches the hammer from her grip and tosses it to the side, then getting yanked forward a bit as the wolf grabs her armor and presses down on her slender leg. She screams a bit when her armor, skirt, and belt are torn off, leaving her in her top. She scrambles backwards up against the tree as her top is ripped off too, leaving her slender and petite form bare for the wolves to gaze at, her breasts a bit flat and smooth. Anita closes her eyes tight, shivering helplessly while her back presses up against the tree, now completely paralyzed with fear.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Jemm [The Labyrinth]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Odin</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 08:08:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Syron once again pulled her from the base, and forcefully flipped her over, straight on to her hands and knees this time, though actually a bit further from the tree. His tongue began working lightly at her slit again, and Lyre began moving once again, deciding that the fight was over now. He sat in front of her, staring at her as she was forced to accept the tongue on her bareness.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Jemm [The Labyrinth]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jemm</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 08:12:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anita is flipped over in her helpless state once again, strands of red hair getting in her face by now. She closes her eyes tight as she feels Syron's tongue press against her wet entrance once more while Lyre approached her from the front. Anita's hands grip against the ground tightly, though she doesn't struggle much more then that now, feeling the tongue soak her entrance in saliva. Anita lets out soft little whimpers while she faces the ground, still shivering while Lyre looks over her slender curves.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Jemm [The Labyrinth]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Odin</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 08:18:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lyre slowly rose to his feet, and walked to her, growling a little by her ear to get her attention, then pushing her shoulders down a little, and moving forward, his body going over hers a little, his cock coming next to her face. It was huge, and red, and glistening with precum. A simple turn of her head would allow her to take it in to her mouth... If it would fit. Syron's tongue began giving her firmer, longer licks, his tongue pushing between her folds and along her sensitive inner lips.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Jemm [The Labyrinth]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jemm</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 08:22:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anita opens her eyes as she hears the growl near her ear, her posture bent a bit uncomfortably as her shoulders are pushed downward. She would see the length fill her view, almost going cross-eyed as she stares at it. It would fit in her mouth with a little forcing, though her lips weren't parted at that moment. This would change when Syron begins to lick her entrance with firmer and longer strokes, the girl gasping as she feels the tongue soon push into her tight, squeezing folds. Syron's tongue would be squeezed against by Anita's inner walls, the smooth texture and her taste enveloping it as it pushes inside of her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Jemm [The Labyrinth]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Odin</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 08:27:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lyre slowly sat back, in front of her, waiting a moment to let her wonder what he was going to do, before smacking her arms out from under her, landing her lower to the ground, then Lyre placing his paw on her back, keeping her down, and moving a little forward, his cock now close to her face once again. Syron's tongue left her slick cunt, and instead, after pausing for a moment at her expense, lashed his tongue against her small, puckered anus. Then he began his tongue assault there, starting out light against her sensitive back side.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Jemm [The Labyrinth]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jemm</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 08:30:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anita lets out another cry as her arms are swatted out from underneath her, her chest landing against the ground a bit roughly. She winces and lets out another whimper, gasping as Lyre drops a paw against her curved back, her hands laying at each side of her head. She squirms around a little, though her mobility is severely limited, and tries to turn her head away from Lyre's tip. Anita finds she can't move very much though, and another gasp leaves her lips as she feels Syron's tongue begin to lick against her little hole, causing her to squirm around a bit more.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Jemm [The Labyrinth]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Odin</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 08:35:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lyre thanked Syron in his mind for the opening, as he moved forward, putting some of his cock in to Anita's mouth, and then his claws pushing against her back, right on her spin, daring her to spit him out. He held her there pretty well, at any rate. Syron's tongue increased effort with each stroke of his tongue, pressing hard and long against her small hole, the whole ordeal leaving both Syron and Lyre wanting her body.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Jemm [The Labyrinth]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jemm</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 08:39:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anita closes her eyes shut and lets out a muffled whine as Lyre's length is forced into her little mouth. Lyre would be able to feel her tongue forced up against the bottom of his length as he pushes it inside, filling the girl's mouth easily. Anita squirms a bit as she tastes the bit of pre that had been hanging on Lyre's tip, though she doesn't struggle much with Lyre pressing down hard against her spine. More whimpers escape Anita's mouth as Syron presses his tongue harder against her little hole, Anita gripping against the grass hard.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Jemm [The Labyrinth]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Odin</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 08:52:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lyre's claws touched against her back, and he lightly ran them down her back, lightly scratching the surface of her back, towards her head, then took his paw off her, releasing her with that warning. Syron's tongue pressed harder to her, her anal muscles relaxing to his tongue as it pushed at her, hard. It was her choice now, with what she did to Lyre, though something violent would be her biggest mistake, since they could obviously easily killed her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Jemm [The Labyrinth]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jemm</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 09:02:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anita winces again as she feels Lyre's claws scratch against her soft skin, leaving a few red marks running down her slender back. She closes her eyes tight as Syron pushes his tongue harder against her little hole. Anita wasn't struggling any longer, her resisting completely subdued as she lay helplessly between the two wolves, tasting Lyre's length inside of her mouth.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Jemm [The Labyrinth]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Odin</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 09:15:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lyre growled lowly when she just stayed there, submitted completely to the point she did nothing. "I Would suck properly if I were you" he growled lowly, his voice coming through for the first time. "Before I get pissed" he told her. Syron's tongue did not relent as he lapped hungrily at her ever relaxing anus, his hard licks starting to push against her muscles, almost opening them up. "Be useless, girl, and I will find a use for the meat on your bones" he told her, sternly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Jemm [The Labyrinth]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jemm</strong> on <strong>14-01-2011, 22:06:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anita shivered as Lyre growled at her and threatened her, the girl beginning to suck against the length inside of her mouth. Her lips rub against Lyre, her tongue stroking along the bottom and coating it in her warm saliva. Anita keeps her eyes shut tight as she feels Syron's tongue continue to push and lick into her little hole, pressing against her squeezing inner walls. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Jemm [The Labyrinth]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Odin</strong> on <strong>15-01-2011, 01:39:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good girl" Lyre said, feeling her start to suck at him. Oh how good her warm little mouth felt! Syron could feel her clenching herself back there, trying to keep his tongue out of her, and he thought it was kind of cute. He stopped licking her, and instead climbing over her, his cock pressing against her ass cheek. It dripped and glistened with precum, slathering her rear in the sticky substance.
			</dd>
		</dl>
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