Flipped || Incant
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				Title: <strong>Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>19-08-2014, 21:27:09</strong>
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				It had to be done in a discrete location.<br><br>There was no way that the man could bring his neko (http://pustakkeramzytowy.deviantart.com/art/Bunny-girl-394189622) out into the open – there was always a possibility that he could get robbed. And while he didn’t want the female any longer, there wasn’t a chance that he was going to lose money on this deal. He was taking her to the flipper for a reason; he’d spent too much money on her in the first place, and now she was broken. Not completely, perhaps, but broken enough and now scarred. He didn’t want some scarred creature for pleasure when he preferred beautiful, unflawed things.<br><br>She was bound with her hands behind her back and a collar around her neck. It was large, far too large for her thin, petite frame. It hung heavily upon her neck, around her collar, and was weighed down even more with the chain that was attached to the single ring in the front. The large, anthro man on the other end of the chain was a bear, tall and brutish, and known as someone who was harsh when he lost his temper. And judging by the fresh marks upon his little slave… he’d lost his temper with her probably the night before. Crop and whip marks were welted onto her bare ass, her upper thighs, and her breasts. But the worst of the marks were probably the burns. She had cigar burns on her under arms, the underside of her breasts, and a trail of them down her sensitive little spine. There was a fresh, throbbing mark about every inch or so down. <br><br>All of these things were visible on the naked neko as the anthro male tugged her out of his car. He yanked her harshly onto the sidewalk, not giving her time to realize where to step, and causing her to almost stumble. She was shaking, obviously affected by being out in public with no clothes – further punishment for the night before – and her soft, light brown rabbit ears were flopped over near her head as she struggled to keep up with her Master. He’d not told her where he was taking her; he just told her to shut up or he’d burn her again. Her little, fluffy tail was dirtied and stained, and she was in strong need of a bath – not that she smelled horrifically, but she had dirt on her hands, feet, and knees, and her wounds definitely needed washed out.<br><br>Pert breasts bounced a little as he tugged her into the private auction room. They were pierced with rings, which looked red and almost irritated - as if abused recently. This place was an old club that now served to exclusively sell and trade slaves of all shapes and sizes and purposes. He tugged her in the door and dragged her to a corner, private booth, where he forced her onto her knees at his side on the sticky floor. The poor bunny was shaking, unable to see anything behind the blindfold, while the bear checked the watch on his large wrist, checking to make sure he was on time. In fact – he was a bit early. He just had to wait for the flipper to come and exchange the money for his neko… if he found her worthy of flipping.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>19-08-2014, 23:38:42</strong>
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				The call to The Flipper had been picked up by one of his assistants, but the voice on the other end of the line was already known well by his assistant. The young pup couldn't help but roll her eyes while she took down the information about the prospective slave. Of course the big selling point of this sale would be the fact that she was a neko, and not just that but a bunny mix which was rather unique in their world. The note was quickly passed from the hands of the young fledgling assistant to her employer. <br><br>Once the message was in his possession &nbsp;Mr. Carson (http://i1083.photobucket.com/albums/j392/cmrobbins86/F-list%20Blanks/Malefur.jpg) quickly ran over the details given to his assistant from the perspective seller. The name on the card was a familiar one, a bear renown for both not knowing his own strength as well as going over board with punishing his pets. Mr. Carson knew very well that the longer he waited the worse condition he was going to find the neko in. It was disappointing to both parties that they could not arrive at a time on the same day to meet up, and very unfortunate for the young girl who was intending to be sold since it left her with one last night with her current master. <br><br>The flipper spent the majority of this day readying the lower level of his home for his new project. He did have a few current projects just finishing up, and in most cases he wouldn't have taken a 3rd girl on. However, with her rarity he was sure that the profit turn around would be well worth the bit of extra stress, and he was feeling comfortable enough now with the two he was finishing up with to take on the extra load. <br><br>Mr. Carson knew he was going to be a little late to the meeting, but he wanted to be sure to have enough cash with him to make sure the negotiations were going to be fully funded. The large canine anthro whose physique was swelling with strength under the sheen of his clean multi-toned brown fur, with hints of cream across his chiseled abdomen and darker tinges over the muscular caps of his shoulders, entered into the very exclusive club. This afternoon Mr. Carson wore only a pair of black dress pants. The well tailored pants hung low on his hips so that his long tail free to sway with the smooth movements of his stride. Dark green eyes shifted over the lovely young hostess who quickly took him back to the private room. In this world clothing was more used to keep the body warm, and less for complete modesty. Of course there were still those humans left who clung to the idea of modest and dressed fully, but it was not uncommon to see a completely naked anthro wandering out in public with or without a collar strapped around their neck. Clothing was also used to accentuate certain features, as with the human hostess who was wearing a tight black corset that amplified her curves, as well as a pair of heels to accent her legs and ass. Mr. Carson indulged in the view as he carried the large metal brief case at his side and was led to the private booth in the corner.<br><br>From across the room Mr. Carson had already laid eyes on the young naked creature with the floppy brown ears and the multitude of burn marks and assorted other wounds. Even from the other side of the room the canine knew that he was going to get a hell of a deal on this creature in her current state, but he also knew he would have to walk away if the price was too high. The closer he got the more it was clear the bear was clearly in a hurry to get rid of his little neko. Since he didn't even give her a bath and make sure all her wounds were dressed. Approaching the booth he slipped into the seat across from the bear and gave his order for a single barrel scotch to the young hostess before she was off. <br><br>Once it was just the two traders Mr. Carson's voice broke the silence first. " I hadn't believed it, but she really is a bunny hybrid. Why would you want to get rid of such a rare creature?" The curious question was also a bargaining chip to be used once the negotiations began, but this would be the first time that the little blindfolded bunny would hear the calm powerful voice of her soon to be trainer. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>20-08-2014, 00:15:12</strong>
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				The bunny female had tried so hard during her entire time with her Master. He had gotten her fresh, when she'd just turned of age, and had tried to train her himself. He'd never trained a pet before, not from scratch, and so she was taking the position of his first. And boy, did he <em>not</em> know what he was doing. He never gave her time to adjust to her new position in his life; where she had been the eager, happy little bunny who simply wanted to please... he'd torn her down for every, little mistake that she'd made. So the bright life that had filled her, the hope and yearning to please, was shattered shortly after he'd taken her into his 'care'. He didn't have the patience for training any of his pets, and honestly, she hadn't needed much... but he'd never even given her a chance.<br><br>The Master's official name was Darren Graves, and his impatience didn't stem simply from his caring for the young bunny - it had always been a part of his life. He'd been a harsh person who wanted instant gratification from his purchases. In his eyes, he had spent money on a slave that wasn't worth the purchase. And she knew it because he made sure she knew it and understood it. He tapped his big fingers on the table for a moment, looking down at the pathetic image of the bunny sitting beside him. She looked pathetic because she <em>was</em> pathetic. He snorted with disdain, a sound she recognized, and it made her quiver gently beneath him. No sound left her; she wouldn't dare make a sound with him so close. Her ears flattened a little, as if she were trying to hide them away in her cropped, blonde hair. If she could shrink enough, maybe she could just disappear from... well, wherever he'd brought her.<br><br>Graves looked over in time to spot Mr. Carson, The Flipper, as he walked into the area. He huffed softly, slight agitation in his voice, as he looked down at his watch again. He had places to go, people to buy. Especially now that he had to replace this one. He scoffed down towards her again, but she didn't respond to it, immune to some of the sounds he made. It was only when he gave a sharp tug of her leash that she lifted her head up - because she had to. Her angled chin was poised upwards, and her blindfolded gaze was tilted towards the ceiling. It made her easier for observation, for Mr. Carson to look her over without wasting much time trying to angle her himself. Graves nodded towards Mr. Carson, raising an eyebrow and running a hand over his head for a moment before he hitched a thumb in the oblivious female's direction.<br><br>"Made too many mistakes," he replied gruffly, never once admitting that it was simply because he was a poor trainer that she hadn't been groomed the way he'd desired. She'd tried - oh, how she'd tried! - but she'd never been good enough, and always endured punishment. In fact, right now, she was enduring punishment. Being naked was humiliating, and it seemed to keep her in a constant state of tremors. But they only worsened as a soft gasp left her, and she ducked in on herself, blatantly tugging against the leash. "Quit yer moving!" he bellowed, making her yelp and cower, shaking. He was getting rid of her?! A weak sound left her lips, to which she winced after, ducking her head before he even had to move or say anything to reprimand her.<br><br>"Are ya interested? The price that I originally stated still stands," he muttered, which only made her cower more. She had thought, that maybe, he would do it. She knew that he'd eventually get tired of her... but so soon. She'd been with him less than a year, and she was already being sold. How shameful. She'd tried her hardest, and this is what had happened? Her little tail quivered before she merely quieted down, feeling tears well in her eyes. They softly began to wet the dark blindfold, while the bear was completely oblivious to this as he watched Mr. Carson steadily.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>20-08-2014, 06:05:01</strong>
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				The fear radiating out of the little bunny girl was so strong that Mr. Carson tasted it on the air. She was settled into the posture of a toy that had been broken by someone who didn't know what they owned, or how to treat them. The Flipper was very accustomed to seeing slaves in such a condition, but normally it was humans or anthros who had been treated horribly because their owner's knew that they were expendable. This little girl was worth far more than what he was going to be paying this afternoon, and he was sure of that, but in her current condition it was clear to see he had all the leverage. <br><br>The dark green eyes peered over the edge of the table and angled down slightly to take in the full sight of the young girl, or at least as much as he could while she was still cowered in that kneeling posture. Mr. Carson was rather disappointed that she was already naked, and showing all those wounds, since he preferred to have at least a bit of contact with his purchases before buying them. With her fully exposed already there was no need for his warm furred hands to roam over her body and search for imperfections, but from where he was seated he could see many. The encouraging factor was that the imperfections were all cosmetic, and as long as she didn't scar he was hopeful that that lovely flesh he could see between her wounds would be restored. <br><br>A thoughtful hum slipped from his lips was his only response to the words of the bear across from him. He had not doubted the girl had made mistakes, all learners do, but he doubted that they warranted such severe punishments. The short interaction between the seller and his product made it clear to Mr. Carson that a new owner would do this girl worlds of good. "I'm very interested, but I was thinking that she would be in a much better state physically then she is in now. " The Flipper's tone was all buisness. " With her as she is I will need to address her wounds to make sure they do not scar over, and slow my process down so not to reopen the wounds. " His eyes now off the girl as he lifted the briefcase from his side of the booth and onto the table with a solid thud.<br><br>"That is why I will only purchase her if you give me a 5% discount. " He rose a hand to silence the bear's objection. " Mr. Graves please, both of us are busy men, and I can see that you do not have time to barter. Let me assure you though that merchandise in this state often goes for 10% to 15% less than untrained market, and so since you gave me the first opportunity to meet with you I'm giving you the discount. " Mr. Carson waited with the briefcase still closed, but the lid facing him and not Mr. Graves. "So unless you're going to take her home and allow her to heal. I hope you know how to prevent scarring. I wouldn't advise leaving this table without taking my offer. " <br><br>As Mr. Carson quit speaking his drink in the short glass arrived and he happily accepted. Curling his fingers around the glass he patiently sipped at the amber liquid while waiting for the counter offer or for Mr. Graves to accept his offer. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>20-08-2014, 15:22:42</strong>
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				A gruff sound left Graves as he realized what Mr. Carson was saying - and therefore, implying, about his treatment. He managed to keep his anger under control, but his hand did tighten around the chain that held the little bunny close to his side. Even on her knees, and terrified, she never moved too far from his side. If she had been able to, she would have taken off and hidden somewhere a long time ago. But she'd pulled that once, and only once before, and the beating she'd received had been so severe that she hadn't been able to walk for a week. She never tried to run from him again, despite how appealing it may be. No, the broken girl merely sat there, taking the beatings, each and every blow a reminder of how much she seemed to not please him. It added another shattered piece to her, each single strike to her petite body.<br><br>However, Graves was a fairly busy person, himself. He had other places to be today, and despite how he had known he wasn't going to really get the full price for the bunny - he didn't have much time, nor the patience, to negotiate with Mr. Carson. His eyes settled on the canine's features as he considered the deal, knowing that it was a fair offer. He still opened his mouth to object - maybe he could get him at a lower discount, even? - but he was cut off by the other man rather quickly. Tapping his hand, the bear clenched his jaw at how calm and collected Mr. Carson seemed to be. It was almost unfair. He wished he even had time to get a drink, but there was nothing on the table before the bear - another hint to how little time he really had to negotiate. And Mr. Carson was right - it was still a deal, managing to only get a 5% discount from the prestigious flipper. He was quiet for a moment, glancing down towards the silenced bunny, before he looked back up and merely nodded.<br><br>The bunny was only silent because her shoulders were shaking slightly; she was trying to hide her sobs. Her blindfold was soaking now, but it was difficult to see in the lighting. She trembled for a moment, her arms aching from being latched behind her back with a thick rope. This position hurt most of her marks, especially the burns on her spine, but she never once complained. The small bunny never had a chance to, anyway. He'd promised her that if she kept quiet, he'd keep a gag out of her mouth, and she'd instantly complied. Anything to make this situation a little less humiliating for her. Her floppy ears twitched a little as she picked up on their words, but she never seemed to show any other notice that she was actually listening instead of just being lost in her own sorrow. It was, truthfully, a combination of both.<br><br>"Fine, Mr. Carson. Ya drive a hard bargain, but I'm ready to be rid of her," he said gruffly, looking at the briefcase and then back at Mr. Carson. He would wait for the money to be handed over before he swapped it out with her leash. And once he was satisfied, and counted the general sum, he would nod his head and stand up. The large bear would step over the bunny without another word, and leave the place, seeming more satisfied than when he arrived. And with that, she was completely vulnerable, remaining in the same spot where she'd knelt onto the floor. The only thing that seemed to return to her was her trembling - yet, her floppy ears were slightly standing up, her curiosity getting the best of her as she realized that she was given to this 'Mr. Carson' person. She had a new owner? Her heart ached for a moment, but she was almost thankful... she doubted many could be as bad as her old Master. Knowing that she was officially traded, she ducked her head, and simply trembled as she waited, ignoring the ache in her knees, wounds, and her arms.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>20-08-2014, 16:53:22</strong>
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				Mr. Carson's pointed ears were focused forward, but he was also picking up the soft sounds from near the table. Sure she wasn't moving, saying, or even shifting all that much, but those facts alone told him a bit of a story about what was going on in the little creature's mind. The flipper was calm after he had spoken his side of the bargin and his broad thick muscular shoulders were leaned back into the well cushioned back of the booth. The canine's thick mane of fur was a bit thicker around his neck and dipped down into a point between his firm chiseled pectorals. When reaching out for his glass again the impressive musculature of the masculine physique shifted slightly beneath his furred flesh. The drink was lifted to his lips as another sip was taken while the bear thought about his situation.<br><br>"Great to hear sir." The drink was set back down upon the table top and his hands moved to the front of the briefcase. The lid was flicked open to show the significant amount of cash that was within the briefcase. Instead of spinning the breifcase immediately Mr. Carson removed 2 of the bound stacks of bills and set them on the table top. It was the 5% cut in price. The briefcase was then spun and offered to Mr. Graves. The canine pulled the two large wads from the from the table top and slipped them into his pocket under the table. Once Mr. Graves finished counting the bills within the case Mr. Carson took the leash that held the collar around her neck. <br><br>The Flipper gave his business partner a slight nod as he departed from them. The canine shifted slightly to the edge of the booth and his touch slipped down. He reached down and pulled the blindfold's knot free. She was suddenly given the gift of sight again in the very dimly lit club. Looking down at her the canine's green eyes slowly shifted across that wounded and marred flesh. Her perky breasts and the reddened pierced nipples exaggerated by the posture of her arms pulled back behind body. "Stand up for me girl, and turn around. " The command was given as he took the fabric that was used as the blind fold and lifted to be set on the table top. Once she was turned around to present her back and bound arms to him he reached out and unbound her wrists. <br><br>She would notice now that he wasn't currently holding the leash, and instead it was hanging fully down between her breasts and thighs. The Flipper wasn't afraid that she was going to start running, he was rather certain that had been beat out of her. However, if she had decided she wanted to get away once he unbound her arms she wouldn't be getting too far in the club. There were not very many patrons at this time in the afternoon, but those that were within the club kept a curious eye on the private booth where a sale had very obviously went down. Mr. Carson's skilled hands freed her wrists and arms. After she was freed he leaned back onto the bench of the booth and spoke to her in a calm tone. " Now come and sit in my lap girl while I finish my drink, and then we will go home and I will begin to treat your wounds. "
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>20-08-2014, 19:32:37</strong>
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				In front of the collar was a solid nameplate, stitched through the material of the heavy thing, that had a simple name on it: Tulip. It may have seemed strange, but it wasn't for her. She was hardly ever called by her name anymore, as it was. She only ever seemed to get degrading titles from her old Master, words that helped her to feel as low as he wanted her to feel for all of her mistakes. She trembled as she felt the shift of the leash, feeling the weight shifting on the heavy collar about her neck. Her head tipped ever so slightly up, making up for the adjustment before she caught the order of her new Master. Her first order from him, and despite all of her beatings, being told she was a 'fuck up' in everything she did... she was still trying her hardest. <br><br>And she got her first look at him, and he the first look at her full face. It was angled, soft and delicate, and beneath the large blindfold was a gash across her upper left cheek, just beneath her eye. It spread across the bridge of her nose, ending just above her right eyebrow. It had been perfectly covered by the blindfold, an obvious strike mark. Her blue eyes opened, watery and a bit red from her silent tears, glancing at Mr. Carson - her new Master - for only a brief moment before she turned them back down respectfully. They were a vivid, bright blue, and the main drawing point of her entire face that was framed by her gentle, cropped blond hair.<br><br>Knees wobbling, she managed to stand with a little difficulty, maintaining her balance the best she could being able to only use her knees. Her eyes remained downcast as she turned for him, revealing the burn marks and the whip marks along her body, her legs shaking a little bit as he began to untie her wrists. The rope was far too large, and was unnecessarily tight around each of her thin arms, having left soft abrasions. Once she was freed, she let her hands simply drop to her sides, a wince touching her features as her spinal injuries fleshed out from the skin and stretched a little by the change in position. Her little, fluffy tail wriggled a bit as he spoke to her once more, giving her another command. A simple nod, no words, and she padded softly over and sat down across his lap. <br><br>Her actions were careful, and nervous. She seemed skittish, but it was evident she wasn't going anywhere. Where would she go, if she escaped? She didn't have a home, or friends, or... anything, really. All she had was this life, and it hadn't started off so well. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>21-08-2014, 17:05:38</strong>
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				The gash that was revealed when he removed the bandage that crossed her eyes caused the buyer to feel even more disrespected, but he also knew that if he wasn't getting a hell of&nbsp; deal on her already that he would have inspected her more completely. His dark green eyes studied her young beautiful face beneath those harsh scars and wounds that covered her soft face. His eyes tilted down to take in that heavy collar that hung about her neck. He noted the name, but didn't exactly pay all that much attention to it since her collar didn't fit her frame at all. Those facts alone made it difficult for him to believe that it was her name. <br><br>He leaned back on the cushions of the booth and allowed her to crawl into his lap and both warm herself and display his protection for her. She was his now and he wasn't going allow her to be hurt any further. The cute little tail placed upon her round perky little ass made him smirk as she wriggled it a bit. Once she sat on his lap he adjusted her slightly. Her bare smooth thighs were set off one side of his lap, and her side was placed against his chest. The firm wall of his muscular chest was soften by the cream colored fur that coated the wall of his firm muscles. The canine's right arm was behind her, and his head tilted back to fully examine her wounds.<br><br>" You're in pretty tough shape little one. " His voice was calm, and relatively soothing as his fingers gently traced down her back. His touch testing the strength in her muscles as they avoided her burn marks. Mr. Carson's smooth knowing touch held just enough pressure to work through the tightness of her muscles as it slipped down to the small of her back where it slipped from the small of her back and around her hip. Wrapping his arm around her she was drawn back slightly into his chest, the warmth of his body, and the faint scent of his masculine musk tickling her nose. <br><br>His left hand left the drink upon the table top and his fingers drew back from the drink and touched her chin. The light pressure caused him to turn her face up and look up into his eyes. His dark brown features were handsome as canines were considered, and with his muzzle tilted down to her she could give the full look across his face. Those tall ears were perked up looking over her face, and the wounds that marred her. " Do you want to be a good girl, who will be a prize in your owner's collection? Or has your insubordination earned you these marks?" The calm tone demanded the truth, but before she spoke he continued. " Now do not fear repercussions from Mr. Graves, he is no longer a part of your life. I always will expect the truth from you." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>21-08-2014, 19:12:29</strong>
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				Tulip had adjusted into the position easily, her legs draped across his lap and her pert ass settling against the opposite thigh. She was tentative to lean on him, unsure about the semi-affectionate pose, but it was evident what he wanted when he held her close. There was a change in her demeanor as he actively allowed her to curl into him, and she seemed to take complete advantage of the situation. It was obvious by her curling into him that affection was something rare to come by when it came to Graves. In fact, she wasn't sure that he ever showed her affection in the entire time she'd belonged to him.<br><br>Her slim frame rested into him easily, and it was obvious that she wasn't properly fed because of how light she was. Her ribs were beginning to show, stretched against her skin beneath her breasts. He hadn't kept up with her the way he should've, and he definitely didn't treat her correctly. Hearing his words, his voice calming her easily, finding it more appealing than Graves' constant barking at her. Her head lowered, knowing his words were true - she really wasn't in the best shape. But she was beautiful beneath it all and just needed someone to take the time to see it. <br><br>Her ears were slightly perked, but the softly-furred appendages always remained half-flopped over. In the light, it was more obvious that she had light brown ears that faded into a darker shade near the tips, and the insides were a soft, pretty pink. Her muscles eased beneath his fingertips, her body shuddering at the treatment she found she was enjoying immensely. He wrapped his arm around her and she leaned against it, finding herself hesitating less and less when the touch she was receiving didn't have a harsh anger behind it. She was very compliant; Graves never had enough patience to see that.<br><br>Tulip felt his fingers at her chin, and she looked up at him with her wide, gentle gaze. Confusion seemed to write itself into her features, not used to looking at the person who was her Master. She'd never really been allowed to look at Graves before, just like how he preferred her to never talk, just make noises whenever he pleasured himself. The moment he spoke, asking if she wanted to be a good girl, she was nodding desperately. The little bunny had always tried her best, but it had never been enough. She winced as he mentioned insubordination, her eyes widening before she bit onto her plush bottom lip and began to chew on it nervously. Her heart was thundering in her chest, and her body trembled a little as her gaze never left his own.<br><br>"I-" her voice was soft, quiet, and gentle. Almost too tentative, like she was unsure she was supposed to be speaking at all. "I tried my best," she said, her shoulders slumping. "No matter... what I did, I always... he always got mad at me," she said, shuddering for a moment. Her wide eyes looked at him, welling slightly with tears again as she trembled. "I-I want to be good; I-I w-want to be a good girl," she said, her voice shaking a little and beginning to get quieter the more she spoke. Her eyes flicked from his own, skirting around the room before she looked back at him, shivering beneath his intimidating gaze.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>22-08-2014, 04:43:06</strong>
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				Her malnutrition wasn't the flipper's greatest concern. A good diet over the next few weeks could easily help add enough strength and size to the fragile figure that no one would be worried about seeing her ribs. Instead they will be drooling at her curves, perky little ass, and how bouncy her tits will become. The flipper was much more concerned with the wounds, and he knew that while most of them would heal normally there was a chance that some of the deeper ones could end up as scars.&nbsp; Scars in certain places, like the face, breasts, and stomach, were much more concerning to buyers than just how perfectly trained a slave was. <br><br>When he allowed her head to tilt up to look him in the eyes Mr. Carson was more than happy to see that she didn't resist his manipulations of her jawline, just like a good girl would. The way those cute little ears flopped so slightly when he shifted her head was absolutely adorable. Her little body curling in against his firm smoothly furred musculature showed both an eagerness to be accepted into the warmth, and a quickness to trust. Something that even the idiotic untrained hands of Mr. Graves hadn't beat out of her. Certain aspects that he would do his best to keep encouraging even as he tested her boundaries of pain, pleasure, and stamina. <br><br>The hesitation in her voice was simply waited out as his right hand, that had curled around her back, was now resting on the top of her thigh. The weight of his hand on the top of her thigh was unmoving, but his strong fingers were curled into the middle of her thigh. The warmth of his hand remaining there close to the nude apex of her thighs. He watched those big beautiful blue eyes well with tears as she forced the words out of her sweet lips. The canine anthro knew that she was genuine with her words, and he trusted her words far more than he did Mr. Graves. His finger pad gently caressed under her eye to wipe away the trace of her tear. <br><br>"Do not worry girl. I will teach you how to be a good girl." His touch on her cheek slipped up into her golden blonde hair. The short canine nails at the tips of his fingers gently dragged against her scalp as he turned her eyes up over to look upon his face. " What have you learned from him? " The canine wanted to know where he stood with her training, but was mostly assuming that he'd have to start over from the absolute beginning with her. His hope was though she knew about certain fundamentals that even Mr. Graves understood. So far though she has demonstrated that she was very able to follow directions and sit quietly, but undoubtedly it was due to fear beyond anything else. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>22-08-2014, 04:58:58</strong>
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				Tulip's fears were beginning to wane as Mr. Carson displayed that he wasn't going to harm her, or at least punish her, simply for existing. Graves had, sometimes, participated in such a heinous act. He'd called her a 'pain in the ass' and the like, punishing her for no reason, just to blatantly hit her because he remembered a mistake she made, or because she'd been breathing too loudly. She'd seen him with other girls, seen him have patience, yet he never seemed to show her the same kindness. She'd tried her hardest, tried to earn his attention and affections, to compete with the others... only to be torn down and left at the bottom of the barrel. <br><br>His hand felt heavy and almost invasive upon her thigh, the heat spreading over her lean muscle almost soothingly. The presence of it, however, made her tense a little out of habit - all touch seemed to initially form the same reaction from her, something that seemed innate after her treatment with Graves. Her little pink tongue appeared to sneak out from between her lips, wetting them gently while she kept her gaze on his. Dark circles were beginning to form beneath her eyes, showing a lack of true rest and sleep, hinting towards her naturally impending exhaustion that was sure to come sooner rather than later. Graves had worn her down, thinned out her abilities, and always left her at the end of her energy and adrenaline.<br><br>Her head naturally, slightly, tilted into his hand as he wiped away a tear that had managed to leave her eye. The blue, endless pools refocused on him as her heart seemed to steady out a natural pace in her chest, instead of thundering and racing with her nervousness. "Thank you," she instantly murmured to him, thankful and appreciative that she was going to be given another chance. He was going to teach her, properly, and she didn't want anything else. Her body tensed slightly, stiffening for a moment at his next question. It was a loaded question, she knew it, so she took a deep breath and tried to remain calm as her soft voice spoke for only him to hear.<br><br>"He trained me in how to please him, pleasure him," she began, her tone rather flat as she talked about him. "He... he showed me positions. He told me to not talk unless directed to, and to not cum unless he gave me permission..." the last thing seemed to bother her a lot, remind her of something, haunting her gaze. "He taught me how to orally pleasure a man without gagging... how to use all... all of my holes...," she wavered a little with her words, her voice weakening and losing confidence. He'd taught her, sure, but had she really learned? Or had he been a shoddy teacher? "It was always for him," she admitted quietly. It should have been, and that understanding showed on her features... but rarely had he reciprocated anything to her. It hadn't been a give-and-take relationship - she'd given it all and received very little in return.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>23-08-2014, 21:01:47</strong>
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				Mr. Carson's hand on her thigh did note the mild tension that built up in the thin smooth little leg, but it wasn't all that much of a concern to him. The large canine did not seem to even outwardly note that she had a bit of hesitation under his touch, and his hand didn't bother shifting away to make her more comfortable anyway. The position he had her in made it clear that she was his and under his completely protection within the club full of hungry eyes and opportunists who were always looking to make a good deal. <br><br>Those dark green eyes shifted over her tired features that ached for rest and the knowledgeable hand of master or trainer who would treat her correctly. Her beautiful eyes were a gateway into the soul and heart of the little neko bunny. She was so full of potential that had been nearly beat out of her by the overbearing bear that Mr. Carson was sure a lesser girl wouldn't have had the chance to keep her whits about her. There was a strong will in Tulip to live and serve how one of her place in life was expected. The male remained silent as she began to speak of her past training. The slight shift of his body under and against hers&nbsp; would remind her of the strength within his body and the softness of the layer of well groomed multi-hued fur that coated very inch of his exposed upper half. <br><br>Her training had been simple and amatureish. It was a mistake that non-professional trainers often made with their slaves. Focusing on the pleasure of the master with little attention paid to that of the slave. Sure some girls could find pleasure with simple servitude and pain naturally, but with most it did not come as an instinct and had to be trained into their bodies. Mr. Carson was torn to weather he was happy she had been trained in all her holes or not. It did save him the bit of time that it would take to make sure she was able to accommodate all that may enter her, but it also lowered her price compared to if she was a virgin in any of said holes. As she spoke his hand idly began stroking up and down her inner thigh where it rested. The warmth of his padded fingers gently slipping further between her smooth nude thigh. Mr. Carson's touch was not overly lewd or forward, but the location would have been enough to start the arousal of one of his properly trained girls. A test from the canine to see how receptive Tulip was to pleasure, or if she was capable at all of finding it.<br><br>While she had been speaking Mr. Carson had taken his glass once again with his left hand. He had sipped slowly at the drink while she shared her experiences with him.&nbsp; Silence held on the air when she was finished speaking and he lowered the cooled glass to lightly begin to tease her body. The chilled bottom edge of the glass that was dripping with condesation lightly rolled against the tip of her pierced nipple. " I see. Well then Tulip let me start out with these ground rules. You may speak to me when you choose, but your tone must remain respectful. I am here to train you and I may undo the shoddy teachings of your old master." The green eyes were boldly shifted over her perky young breast as the glass continued to tease it. " As it stands now you are permitted to cum whenever you feel you can't hold it back anymore. That privilege may change, but I will tell you when. " His smooth tone continued as his right hand gently stroked a bit further up her thigh causing that muscle bound strong arm around her waist to draw her little frame tighter against him. The pressure of his large bicep molding against her flank as he held her tight and his right hand slipped even further up between her thighs. <br><br>" My philosophy with training pleasure slaves is rather simple. If you're enjoying what is happening you will not only be more involved in your servitude, you'll also be more eager to preform whatever duties that are required of you. " The canine's eyes shifted to her face while the teasing lower rim of his chilled glass was set back on the table. Her nipple that had been teased was now glistening with the water from his glass and the nearly ice cold water dripping onto her thighs. " Were you ever truly able to orgasm with him? Or did you simply fake it when he gave you permission?" A simple question, but one that the canine was curious of none the less. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>24-08-2014, 16:30:00</strong>
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				Tulip was surprised that he didn't chastise her for tensing up, something she was used to. In fact, she felt like she was chastised even for breathing, being alive around Graves. She never understood why he'd purchased her in the first place if he wasn't going to try and enjoy her. She had done all she could to try and please him; she had even agreed to try things she'd never wanted to try. Like anal - she hadn't been accustomed to the idea, nor had anyone ever even brought it to her attention as a pleasurable act. Graves hadn't made it pleasurable, either, and ultimately she was now terrified even by the idea of anything going in back there.<br><br>The little bunny knew that she may seem like she didn't know much, sometimes, but she was actually terribly intelligent. Graves had simply caught her off-guard most of the time, using fear to cripple her. She knew why Mr. Carson was asking these questions, and she knew that her value would increase in the long-run, had she been a virgin in anything that she could be. Graves had discussed it briefly with someone while she'd been in the room, and a few nights later he'd 'decreased her value' by taking her anally, and very much against her will. She could remember the day vividly, and it wasn't something she liked to focus on. Her eyes watched Mr. Carson's features as she waited for him to speak, keenly able to feel as his hand stroked further and further up her silky thigh. Where he would have anticipated arousal from another girl, only tension seemed to come from Tulip. She recognized the touch as gentle, but it was a foreign feeling to her - she only knew how to anticipate pain, especially these last few months with Graves.<br><br>After a moment or two, though, the tension seemed to release as she recognized that he wasn't going to hurt her. The gesture was affectionate, something she yearned for, and it was evidently. Her thighs relaxed, she curled a bit more against his frame, not seeming to mind the slightly invasive touch of his large fingers. A soft gasped lifted from her lips, however, when he lowered his chilly glass to one of her red, irritated nipples. The coolness of it helped tremendously, and it managed to draw a soft whimper from between her lips as he rolled it gently along the sensitive, consistently erect, nub. Her ears shifted a little on her head, allowing him to notice that shew as listening to his rules, and even accompanied the motion with a few nods for further indication. A relaxed stance seemed to settle into her shoulders as he commented that she could speak whenever she wished, as long as she was respectful, and she could cum when it became too much... for now. The impending change that may occur unsettled her a little, but only for a few seconds.<br><br>His arm tightened around her small frame, holding her closer to his softly furred chest, and she molded right against him with no hesitation. If he'd wanted to hurt her, he would have done so, already. Tulip found that she was enjoying being held like this, even if it wasn't necessarily the embrace of someone who cared, or loved, another... like she'd always secretly yearned for. It was one of her biggest dreams, finding a Master or finding someone who grew to love her, and eventually freed her from this life, or kept her permanently and loved her. But it was a dream she kept hidden away, not wanting it to become a weakness that was exploited by Masters like Graves. She was too smart to simply spill information like that to anyone. Focused on his hand creeping further up her thigh, a blush seemed to settle in her cheeks - showing him, ultimately, that the female was still capable of feeling shame, and embarrassment. It was a trait that hadn't been beaten out of her.<br><br>The glass was removed from her nipple, and the nub was achingly hard, strained around the piercing and red for a new reason. Licking her lips a moment, she focused on him, her gaze watching his face at his questions. She found herself frowning a little, shifting slightly in his lap, unsure how to really answer the question. He wanted the truth... and she knew she'd have to give it. Her shoulders slumped a little; talking about her old Master was always exhausting.<br><br>"He... used to let me, at first. And then he controlled it, told me to ask permission. And I-I've never been... been good at that..." she trailed off, looking away, speaking down now as she admitted something that had gotten her beaten many times. "So he directed everything to his pleasure. He would... he would ask if I needed to cum, and if I said yes... he'd give me permission, eventually." Sometimes, not soon enough, and she would feel like she was going to mentally snap. "But... but with him hitting me, I stopped getting pleasure from any of it. He stopped asking. I used to fake it, for his sake, but he found out..." she winced a little at the memory, her voice dropping lower, a shiver running through her. "So he simply just stopped trying to pleasure me at all. I haven't... gotten to orgasm since the first month, or so, that I was with him." It had been a long, long time for someone who was supposed to be in the business she was in. But it also explained quite a bit about her, and her situation.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>28-08-2014, 02:44:28</strong>
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				Mr. Carson's eyes lingered on her young perky breast topped with that now reddened little nipple that had recieved the attention from his cool, but now empty glass. Her body's responsiveness was more than satisfactory. The trainer was more than confidence that with a little bit of training and the right direction she could easily become much more enthusiastic about how her prospective future masters may end up using her very alluring body. Sure she was small, but her curves were enough that even the most discriminant of men would have to look twice, or at least they will be when she is properly fed and is no longer showing off those ribs. <br><br>Mr. Carson was not in the business of making his slaves fear him or wish to please him. No he was in the business of making these human commodities return the most on investment as possible. He did not think of himself as a slaver, but more of a coach or trainer and business man. The canine had come to realize that he did not overly excel at owning girls, and so he had only two that he had kept around for an extended amount of time. One had been in his family since he had been born, and now she was essentially the maid of his household and assisted in teaching the ones he trained to clean. The second was a human female cook who had a leg removed by her previous owner, and Mr. Carson had bought for a steal of a price. <br><br>Neither of his slaves tended much to his physical desires, and that was mainly because he saved that particular sort of energy for the girls he trained, but he also went to them for physical comfort such as he was getting now from Tulip as she cuddled herself comfortably into his lap. The warmth of her little frame was enjoyed as she relaxed just that bit more and the reddening blush in her cheeks continued as his hand wandered higher. At the conclusion of her story his index and middle fingers had found their way to the absolute apex of her thighs and his warm fingers were gently stroking up and down the outer mounds of her smoothly shaven cunt. <br><br>Once her story was finished a smile gently touched his handsome features and he nodded. " Well then it sounds like you have quite a lot backed up, and we might have to make up for lost time. " The canine's probing bold fingers that were stroking her smooth lower lips gently drew back. His touch rolled back over her thigh and around the swell of her cute little ass. His grip squeezed gently into the tender flesh, with enough force to get her attention but not harm her. " For now though I believe it is time we get on our way, and to do that you need to move from my lap." His voice soft as he spoke into her half folded ear. "And for your first lesson. A slave must never look down on her master, so if I am sitting you must be kneeling. But I don't want you curled into a little pathetic ball like you were when I walked in. No you are an example of your owner's wealth, and you must display your body in a way that shows others the high standing of your owner. Now show me what you think that means. " The instruction was a bit complex, but he wanted to know if the little bunny would make him proud. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>28-08-2014, 03:43:49</strong>
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				Tulip wasn't quite sure what Mr. Carson was, when it came to his job. Was he a Master? Did he have other slaves? For some reason, she didn't believe so, but she was completely unaware of who he was, honestly. Graves hadn't even told her where she was going when he'd tied her up and blind folded her. She'd only become aware of her being sold when she'd heard the deal commencing above her. She hadn't heard of a 'Flipper' and there would be a little confusion, perhaps, if she were to ever really learn about him and what he did. She was simply used to someone selling her, or having a Master. Not someone who was almost like a go-between man.<br><br>Her ears shifted a little as he whispered into them, speaking calmly and in a collected way that helped her to remain calm, as well. His voice was smooth, and she found that she rather enjoyed it, overall. In fact, Mr. Carson was a handsome man, a handsome canine. Finding out that he wasn't her new Master might actually be a little disappointing. Her eyes peered up at him as he further pressed his fingers between her legs, allowing them to explore and travel, stroking along the outer edges of her smooth pussy, making her eyes widen for a moment while she gasped simultaneously. A blush rose into her features and she turned her gaze back down towards her lap, her body curling into his own as it seemed to tense a little, wondering where his touch was going to end up, ultimately.<br><br>Then, he was withdrawing. And in a way, she was relieved - she was absolutely terrified of sexual acts in public, where people could see. She was constantly on edge, even around Mr. Carson and his affection, simply because she was nude in public. The humiliation was a huge trigger for her, and she only appeared to be calm because the body and form of Mr. Carson was blocking most of her nude frame from the view of others sitting in the area around them. So when he instructed her to get off of his lap, but in a specific way, she seemed to get a bit nervous. Her ears flattened slightly on her head, tipping back, while her little tail quivered. She licked her lips; she really wanted to please him, to do something right... for once. Nodding, she kept herself quiet as she shifted from his lap carefully, trying to avoid irritating her injuries in the process of obeying his first, official command for her.<br><br>The little bunny knelt down beside him, slightly facing in his direction, with her head raised to poise her lean neck in an extended way. Her back straightened, with a slight wince, and caused her pert breasts to present themselves proudly. Her hips and spine were straight, indicating that she had wonderful posture at some point, and her knees were comfortably together on the ground. She didn't even rest her ass upon her heels, keeping her thighs straight and lower legs comfortably parallel to the floor. Her hands reached around carefully, and they clasped themselves together near the small of her back. The action made her wince ever-so-slightly, her shoulder blades pressing together a little, irritating the burns between them. But she seemed to keep her head up high, proud, though her eyes respectfully remained downcast.<br><br>Her ears twitched a little bit, standing up proudly as well, with the upper half flopping down naturally. And with that, Tulip remained still, getting past how she felt about being nude in public, the pain of her burns, to simply try and be a good girl. To show him that she was willing to work as hard as she could... especially now that she had been given a second chance.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>29-08-2014, 22:58:39</strong>
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				Mr. Carson was satisfied with the way Tulip took his advances while they had been sitting at the table. Sure she hadn't responded anywhere near as well as she would when he was finished with her, but the fact that she didn't try to fight his touch, no matter how probing it had been, was a plus. The blush that had crept over her pale cheeks added to the innocent allure that she exuded. Sure she had been used as a pleasure slave, and her body was scarred from the tortures of her previous master, but the innocence and eagerness to please was starting to show through the more he treated her well.<br><br>Her fear of sexual acts in public would be dealt with another time, but for now Mr. Carson simply wanted to get her home to be treated and bathed. The wounds that covered her body concerned him enough that he wasn't going to allow her to wait any longer without being treated, but it didn't mean he was going to forgo etiquette. Mr. Carson remained seated, and only shifted slightly to allow her to shift from the spot on his lap to kneel as commanded. As she moved his sharp green eyes slipped from her movements to the others around the room. The interest in Tulip had gone down slightly, after it had become clear that she was no longer for sale. The occasional glance still was shot her way to either get a good look at the arousing frame of the naked neko bunny, or to see if they were going to get a free show from her.<br><br>Once she had finished moving he shifted as well. The turn of his body on the booth caused the cream furred abs to tighten. Each hard square of his washboard abs helped to shift his legs from beneath the table to the side near her. His bare feet, padded as a canine's were expected to be, rested in front of her knees. With ease Mr. Carson erected himself to the full imposing height. His right arm lowered, the thick biceps stretching as he extended his touch to slip under her chin and draw her head up. As he lifted her with ease, by just curling his middle and index finger beneath her chin, the flipper took in her posture, and body placement. All of it was acceptable, but there were a few small details he would change. When he stopped forcing her to raise up she was eye level with the significant bulge of his manhood in the front of his brown pants. <br><br>The size of his endowment was enough that even when unaroused it was noticable through his clothing, and now she was eye level with it. "Good girl, " The kind soft words were spoken as his hand slipped from under her chin to lightly pet the top of her blonde head before teasing the inner edge of one of her floppy ears. "I want you to remember this height because if your master desires to take your mouth it is not your duty to make him ask, but rather make it so he does not need to ask. " A comment given as his hand slipped away from her head and was held palm up as he took one step away. "Now give me your leash and we will be going." Normally Mr. Carson does not use leashes, but with her common collar that bared no indication of ownership he didn't want to take a chance in losing his purchase. <br><br>Once he had her collar in hand she was allowed to stand and he walked out of the club, leading her into her new life.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>30-08-2014, 01:32:28</strong>
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				It took a lot of control from Tulip to not look up and gaze around the room, to look and see if she could spot the pairs of eyes that she felt scanning over her skin. She merely kept her gaze downcast, her head not necessarily following it, as she tried to keep her chin projected upward for a show of pride for Mr. Carson. Slaves were supposed to be proud of their Masters, to show their status, to show that they belonged to someone who mattered. Especially if they were experienced and expensive slaves. Some may not know what they're worth, but she had heard the conversation Mr. Carson had with Graves. She apparently was worth plenty... she'd just depreciated in value when it came to her condition.<br><br>Despite how she wasn't watching the people, she became instantly aware the moment that Mr. Carson began to move. He was shifting his legs, adjusting them to face her, and he soon had unfurled his body to stand before her. Unable to help herself, and her curiosity, her eyes lifted briefly so she could scan over the muscular body before her. The little heart in her chest began to beat very quickly as she felt truly, honestly aroused for the first time in a long time. Graves wasn't bad looking - not in the slightest - and she'd been aroused and excited, eager to please in the beginning. But the first time his fist had hit her, or the belt was used... well, that changed around very, very quickly. She wasn't the type to be aroused by someone who abused her. It wasn't pleasurable; it was probably the worst way to approach the gentle little bunny.<br><br>His bulge was close to her face, but not quite at the level of her mouth. Soon, she felt his finger beneath her chin, curling to direct her to arch herself up a bit straighter. There, that was where she needed to be. It strained her slightly, especially with her petite frame, but she was obviously very willing to at least give it a shot. Her eyes flickered up, the wide pools gazing up towards his face as he held her in place gently, speaking to her. The praise he gave her, hearing those two simple words, seemed to settle an uneasiness inside of her. She'd been <em>praised</em>. It was hard for her to try and think of the last time that happened. Her head tilted gently as he traced the inside of one of her ears, a soft sigh leaving her lips as she nodded gently. "Thank you, Master" she managed to say quietly, unsure how to address him as she directed her eyes back down. She called him what she assumed he was, simply out of habit.<br><br>A soft, delicate hand lifted up the leash and handed it to him, allowing him to lead her as she stood carefully onto her two feet and walked through the area. She seemed to shrink a little, trying to get past the idea of being nude with these people watching her. She'd made it there easier because she couldn't see their looks and wandering eyes... but now, she was just as exposed mentally as her body was physically. He would find that he never had to tug on the leash as she kept up with him, walking close to his side as she felt was necessary. Though, in reality, she wanted to just huddle against him and cover her body as much as she was able, or get away from the eyes of others as soon as she could. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>03-09-2014, 23:56:47</strong>
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				Mr. Carson didn't mind that she took those few moments to shift her gaze off of the floor and look up to him as he moved to his feet. He knew that some other trainers or masters wouldn't want the curiousity or interest to enter into the mind of those they were training, but for him he felt that any bit of motivation that she could derive to become a motivated servant was good. The tall canine-anthro physique stood tall and confident before her for those few moments she peeked up at him. The broad dark brown furred shoulders rolled back to increase the broadness of his size that easily could offer her protection if she desired and earned it. <br><br>Her responses to his touch impressed him. She was easy to control with just the simplest motion of his fingers under her chin to lift her, and she was smart enough not to move when put in a position. While she had been in that slightly elevated position he had thought about testing out her oral skills in the middle of the club, but decided against it since it was just their first time together. Instead he let his fingers linger in her hair a few more moments to continue the petting that she seemed to enjoy. <br><br>Once the order was given to stand and hand him the leash she didn't waste a moment, nor did she give a second thought to calling him master. Mr. Carson didn't correct her titling him as such, and she was correct in his position as it stood right now. The leash was thin and simple, and did it's job of keeping a bit of control on her collar from where it hung. The lead of the leash was held relaxed in his right hand as he turned his back to her and lead her out of the dimly lit club. <br><br>Mr. Carson did offer a glance back to her, and with her posture and stride he could see that he would need to work with her, but this was not the time nor place to delve into such training. Instead he once again couldn't notice the significant amount of wounds and the dirt that hid the gem of a slave beneath their distractions. The trainer could see why her master had paid a good sum for her, and he found his eyes wandering over her a few times to admire her nude form. The trainer did not find himself often enamored with a nude slave since he saw accessories as a near necessary portion of an attractive slave, like decorating a tree or adding spices to a meal, but sometimes there were those that could manage to stand out without such. She was not quite at that point yet, but he was thinking she had that potential.<br><br>The walk outside was short, but long enough for her nudity to be spotted by a good number of people. Some simply ignored her as they would a pet on a leash, and other's stopped and enjoyed the view, but none of them bothered the two. Once they were at the side of a sleek black luxury sport car Mr. Carson paused. "Now you may sit in the front with me, but that is only if you promise not to give me any trouble. " His left hand produced a keyless entry keychain and a button pressed to open the trunk. Inside the trunk was an assortment of bindings and gags locked in a clear box against the back seat, but the main body of the trunk was a large pillow-like bed. " Otherwise I will put you here, and I can promise you the ride will not be nearly as comfortable." <br><br>Once her choice was clear he simply nodded and took his seat in the driver's chair with her either in the shot gun spot or with her locked in the trunk, he kept his word to her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>04-09-2014, 00:41:19</strong>
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				Tulip, overall, thought she was doing fairly well. But she only had the past experience to base it off of, and quite frankly, that wasn't a good base. She was judging her progress so far based on the idea that she hadn't been hit or scolded yet, reprimanded or forced to her hands and knees to crawl like the 'animal' that she was. More often than not, she'd wanted to tell Graves that he was technically more animal than she was... but she didn't want to even consider what kind of lashing that would earn her from him. His fists were big, and his hits weren't delicate. That much could be evident simply by looking at her timid little frame, and watching her actions whenever someone spoke too loudly, or moved too quickly towards her.<br><br>Walking outside, she could feel the eyes of those who bothered to look at her, feasting upon the sight of her skin. They seemed to be able to notice past the marks, those who looked on her with desire. And though she didn't see them, there were a few who looked at her almost sadly - the marks showed that she'd been in pathetic, abusive conditions, and though slaves could be used how the Master wished... it wasn't something that a lot of people seemed to agree with. Slaves sometimes got into the profession simply because they enjoyed pleasing people, no matter the way they had to do it. Abuse was typically at the resulting actions of the Master, and hers warranted a belief that it probably wasn't always her fault. Hers were simply too extensive to be all the result of mistakes she may or may not have made.<br><br>Tulip's eyes widened slightly as she gazed at the car, admiring it and how sleek it looked, before she canted her head and her ear twitched - she was listening. She chewed on her bottom lip for a moment, standing still as she nodded gently. She didn't want to give him any trouble. Her eyes drifted as he opened the trunk, revealing the situation that would be if she ended up back there. By instinct, seeing the bindings and gags through the clear box, she took a small step back. Her little tail quivered behind her, and her ears fell back on her head with hesitation. She shook her head once, firmly. "I can behave, Master," she murmured softly, shifting once she had permission, to climb into the passenger seat beside him.<br><br>She sat quietly, not making any noise or a fuss if she was sore leaning back into the seat. Her burns ached a little, yes, but not one peep left her. She folded her hands into her lap, her head downwardly focused as she wrung her fingers together lightly. "I'm afraid of the dark, Master," she admitted to him softly. Another reason she'd opted out of the trunk. She let him know simply because she figured it may save some time and trouble, if she were ever put into a situation where she'd be surrounded by darkness. Blindfolds were different than dark rooms, however, and she found that she had been okay with blindfolds in the past. It was dark spaces that she was terrified of.<br><br>And her level of terror was vast.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>04-09-2014, 18:52:40</strong>
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				He didn't want her to be an animal. There was no reason to own an animal or pet when you had a slave. Mr. Carson saw animals or pets as creatures that needed to be taken care of and catered to, but a slave was there as someone who worked for their master in one capacity or another. A slave would put the master's needs before their own, unlike a pet who was only there to be pampered with no redeeming qualities, if he wanted a pet dogs were easier to train than intelligent creatures. The master's pause when he turned from the car to face her was brief, he maintained his hold on the leash until she had made her choice at which time he let it go and went to his side of the car.<br><br>The large male was settled into the front seat comfortably. The soft black leather molding against his furred back, and his tail adjusted down along his side. The interior of the car was what she would expect to find in a luxury vehicle, high end stereo system, a screen for navigation, a stick in the middle of the console as a gear-shifter, and every inch of it was spotlessly cleaned. Even the back seat didn't seemed to have an extra bit of dirt or dust on it. Once she was settled into the passenger seat her waited for her to buckle up. " I just paid a good amount of money for you I want to make sure your safe so buckle up." Mr. Carson spoke patiently as Tulip guided the nylon safety harness across her body to nestle between her nicely sized breasts. Once she was buckled in he put the car in gear and they were on their way.<br><br>Anyone who has driven knows the intricacies that come with driving soon turn into unconscious movements that keep the car in the desired direction without disastrous damage. So as he drove he was more than capable of turning his attention to her even though his gaze remained on the road. "I see." The Flipper seemed to have been caught of guard by her statement and was taking a few moments to digest it. " Well your sleeping area will be shared with two other girls, and if you are sleeping with them then I think that is something you three will discuss. However if you feel you are too scared to sleep when I take you to my bed for company then I will have to make sure you're thoroughly exhausted or you will have to rely on my protection." <br><br>After he was done speaking Mr. Carson reached his large hand out to curl around her thigh. The softness of his touch grew stronger as he gave her little leg a bit of a squeeze. "Now that you are mine I will see to it you have my protection. However, there are going to be times when I do cause you pain. Those times will not be to punish you, unless you deserve it. Instead I will be teaching you what is expected of a slave to be a good girl. " Mr. Carson's hand remained on her body, gently stroking the inner portion of her thigh, and with the extended reach of his muscular arm her eyes were sure to catch the girth sliding beneath his furred flesh as he teased up and down her leg. The canine-anthro's fur was soft and silky to the touch, and it was clear that he took pride in both his physical hygiene and appearance even though it was not a priority for someone in his profession. <br><br>They still had a few more moments to speak before they had left the more commercial part of town and into a residential area. The further they drove the nicer the homes became and the larger and more frequent the fences continued. Soon they turned the corner and he pulled into a driveway, and into the garage of a nice home that looked larger than any one would expect a single man would need. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>05-09-2014, 14:19:29</strong>
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				Tulip had almost forgotten about the existence of seat belts; Graves never took her places, and it had been quite sometime since she'd been in a vehicle. Graves had transported her there in his van, where she'd been in a cage in the back, like most of his purchases were transported. Her leash had been lashed to the wall of it, but that was the only safety precaution he'd bothered to take when it came to her. She adjusted herself, her ears falling back, before she mumbled a swift apology and buckled herself into the seat quietly. The strap rested between her perky breasts, sitting close to her flesh as she tried to sit up as straight as she could. It ached the marks on her back, yes, but she knew better than to say anything. Maybe Mr. Carson wouldn't care, but he held an air about him that made her want to be an item at his side that impressed others.<br><br>The little bunny was nervous as he drove, but she remained quiet and calm in the seat beside him. He seemed to absorb her admission of fear relatively easily; he must have met others who had fears, too. And granted - darkness was not her only fear, it was simply the most prominent. Turning her gaze towards him as he spoke of her sleeping area, her eyes widened softly and she seemed to actually smile... even if it was only a little upturn of her lips. She would have a room with other girls? The idea was almost exciting; maybe they would want to be friends? Tulip had been often neglected and lonely when it came to Graves, so the idea of being around others and getting to know them was rather exciting. She hoped they were nice. Her teeth chewed on her bottom lip lightly as he spoke of when he would be taking her to his bed. She had no doubts that he would keep his word.<br><br>"Thank you, Master." The words slipped easily and naturally from her lips, sincere. She had been thoroughly 'discouraged' from saying false niceties by Graves. Mr. Carson's hand slipped onto her thigh and it seemed to tighten a little, though it wasn't immediately obvious from what. He squeezed it and a soft, unannounced giggle left her lips. Quickly, her cheeks heated with embarrassment as she ducked her head slightly, hoping that maybe he didn't notice? But what was the likelihood of that, with him right beside her? Ears twitching, the moment passed as she listened to his words, and she seemed to shy away a little as he mentioned pain. Pain, currently, only equaled pain when it came to Tulip. All she knew was harsh pain, pain that sometimes had no justification behind it. It was simply pain to hurt; never pain to please. "Okay, Master," she responded once more, shivering a little bit as he ran his soft hand along the inside of her leg.<br><br>Heat was beginning to radiate gently from her apex, making her feel a little uncomfortable now that he was actually arousing her. Pert nipples rose to attention on her soft mounds of breasts, making her bite onto her bottom lip with her small, white teeth. Her eyes slipped up, stealing a few glances of his mass beside her, taking in how handsome he was. The heat only seemed to grow then, and she was to the point where she could almost scent her own arousal: a delicate, flowery scent. Turning her gaze, she tried to distract herself, watching the houses roll by as he drove, and she realized that the further from the city they traveled, the nicer and more expensive the homes looked. When he pulled into a driveway, her eyes were fixated upon the house, her mouth slightly parted with surprise and awe. It was a beautiful place, far fancier than any place she'd ever been before.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>06-09-2014, 22:48:42</strong>
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				When she thanked him the large canine simply gave her the slightest bit of a nod to acknowledge that she thanked him. Of course in the over all scheme of things it didn't matter if she liked the world she would be coming into, but it was her obligation to deal with it and not make life more difficult for her master. She would have been trained to thank her master for any sort of gift, kindness, or even pain if instructed, but the fact that she gave that thanks so quickly was a minor compliment to either her previous master or her quickness in learning. Either way Mr. Carson was glad that he wouldn't have to waste time on such basic instructions. <br><br>He had guessed that she would be uncomfortable with those wounds left over from Graves, but there were few positions that would keep her free of pain and completely comfortable with the numerous wounds all over her body. So he didn't try to make her any more comfortable at this point in time. Most everything that had been done to her was superficial, but there were some that needed additional treatment to make sure they didn't scar over and leave her with a decrease in value. <br><br>The warmth of his hand continued to gently stroke up her leg. His touch was not light, nor was it overly firm, it was just the natural weight of his large hand resting on her leg. The canine was quite enjoying the feeling of her soft pliable flesh under his hand, and the warmth of her body responding to his was not a bad thing either. His black sensitive canine nose began to pick of the scent of her own arousal that was building between her thighs. The more she tried to distract herself, the more his fingers would ride up her thigh. The large size of his palm rose further up the top of her thigh to allow his hand to travel higher on the flesh. The skilled touch soon found its way to the absolute apex between her thighs. His right little finger just at the crease of her thigh and torso.<br><br>By now they had pulled fully into the 3 car garage that held another vehicle, a large SUV, an a number of storage containers that lined the far walls. The engine was killed as he turned his attention fully to her. The furred torso shifted in his seat and the thick muscles that adorned the large torso shifted as he turned to face her in the dim light of the garage. His full attention shifted to her, the sharp green eyes commanding her attention, and his left hand curling under her chin to coax her to look at him. " Now we are home, and you are mine until such a time that I decide you no longer need to be here. I expect you to be on good behavior, and treat all the others you see within with respect. You are the newest, the lowest on the totem pole. " Mister Carson's tone was smooth, without fear or anger, but he still brimmed with confidence. " There are 2 who wear black leather collars, and are dressed in very little. They are the two you will be sharing a room with, they are also here to be trained. There are also two others who are more modestly dressed and wear a silver collar. Those two are my permanent house slaves, one cooks while the other cleans. If I am not with you, you will be under one of their command. While they do not have complete authority over you they will report to me." His touch shifted from her chin to free the leash from her collar, his hand guided the cool metal clip down her breast and lightly circle it around her hard nipple. "Your word will have no strength against theirs, but they will not lie to just see you punished. " <br><br>"Do you have any questions before we leave the car? " Mister Carson was done with his little lecture, but his hand on her inner thigh had continued its light patient teasing. The strong thick fingers had now turned fully between her thighs and he was gently stroking between her thighs across the bald little mound. He was testing both the warmth of her loins and the response of her to his touch while he spoke to her of important details, as well as attempting to distract her mind with pleasure building between her thighs. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>07-09-2014, 02:03:30</strong>
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				Tulip's ears flopped back weakly as she lifted her head, glancing towards her newest Master with curiousness in her gaze. The pretty little thing was often curious and interested in others, especially since she often spent most of her time very much alone. Her look was something risked, she knew, and so she chose not to look for too long. The last thing she wanted to do was get on Mr. Carson's bad side, already. Tulip was trying to think of this whole thing as a 'new beginning' for her. She was going to try her hardest to please this Master and make herself a good girl, like she wanted to be. This was her lot in life, the role she had been destined to have, and she was going to make the best of it. Slaves didn't have to be unhappy; slaves could have great lives. That was all she'd wanted... she'd just been put into the wrong hands at first.<br><br>The bunny was very much aware of his hand rising further and further up her thigh. A feeling was beginning to blossom in her gut once more, beginning to really develop and turn into a frantic heat that was straining her senses. She wanted to listen to his words, give him her full attention as he lifted her chin and faced her frame with his. Her eyes met his, wide and vulnerable, as she nodded into the grasp of his left hand. "Y-Yes Master," she said softly, though her voice was low with arousal and her eyelids felt a little heavy. She fought the feeling so she could pay attention, giving him all the focus she could manage as he spoke about her being the lowest totem on the pole. She was used to being on the bottom; that was fine with her. She nodded into his hand, still paying attention. Black collars were her roommates, silver collars were permanent and had power. She could understand that clearly, and she wasn't the kind of slave that would prove to be uppity or try to command others. That much was obvious, simply based on her personality and what she'd shown him already.<br><br>"Yes, Master, I understand."<br><br>And she did understand - though it faltered as he shifted his hand down to free the leash from her collar, the heavy thing sitting loosely about her throat and feeling heavy against her collarbones. She was happy to have the leash removed, though a soft sound and a shudder left her as he guided the cool metal clip over her nipple. It seemed to harden a bit more, straining against the fresh metal rings that were still a bit red, irritated on each of her soft mounds. Something seemed to calm within her as he spoke of how they wouldn't lie to simply see her punished - that was something different, something that had not been in her original training in the brief time before she'd been sold to Graves. Girls had been cruel almost, trying to one-up each other in any fashion they were capable. It would be a nice change of pace... a new beginning, truly. Tulip was looking forward to it.<br><br>His hand was still teasing her little body, her thighs tensing gently and squeezing slightly as he reached the apex of her thighs and her hips, making her shudder a little in the seat. She managed to adjust forward a little, giving her tail some more room and keeping her burn marks away from the back of the seat itself. Overall, it seemed to make her a little more comfortable, though she was tense all over while he let his fingers gently stroke over her smooth, bald skin. Her hips seemed to urge forward gently for a moment or so, before she seemed to remember herself and she ducked her head lightly. Questions? Did she have questions? Wracking her mind, she realized that she didn't. Tulip rarely had questions - she merely did what she was told to do, no questions asked. She had asked questions, been more curious, before this life. But it had been quickly beaten out of her, the marks still there to show it and remind her. They were little slices of silvery scars along the bottom of her feet - things that weren't noticeable unless someone was surely looking.<br><br>"I-I don't believe so, not at the moment, Master."<br><br>It was difficult to focus, especially since he'd worked her up now, and she was trying desperately to keep her composure before they went inside.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>07-09-2014, 21:20:59</strong>
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				The flipper was left contented with the response of her words as he finished his elongated statement and explanation of the women who she would be living with and encountering soon. He was sure she would be meeting them because they were under orders to greet him at the entrance from the garage once they heard the garage door opening. However, even though he knew they were waiting for him he was not in the slightest of hurry. He wanted to make absolutely sure that the girl was ready for what was going to waiting for her in the new life. <br><br>Mr. Carson's was concerned with her response to his words, but at the same time he was paying just as much attention, maybe more, to the response of her body. The shift of her hips forward in the seat allowed his fingers more access to her sensitive lower lips. The warmth of her cunt was delved into by the length of his middle finger that just barely inserted itself at the very bottom of her slit. Between the lowest portion of her moist pink lips the middle digit inserted just to the first knuckle. The progression of his fingertip of the middle of her engorged sensitive lower lips was slow. Steadily he rose the pad of his thick finger up between her thighs. He wanted to push her to the edge, or at least close to it, before they left the car. He wanted her body ready and eager to respond to his every touch and command once they entered the large house. His bright green eyes were focused on her face studying her innocent features. <br><br>Feeling her hips shift into his touch was a prerequisite in his opinion before he let her leave the vehicle. He wanted her body to acknowledge the pleasure that her new master could bring, and once she stated she had no more questions for him his middle digit completed that last little bit of it's journey. The warm large pad of his middle digit was pressed against her erect clit, that he found without the slightest hesitation. Rolling his finger across the highly sensitive bud he spoke. " Good girl. " His tone had dropped, dripping with sensuality his words lewd as they touched her ear. " I can tell you're enjoying my touch. Don't fight it. Let that pleasure come through your body. Pleasure is not to be feared, but embraced." <br><br>The hand that had dropped the leash now captured her left breast in the strong fingers. The grip of her tender breast wasn't enough to be purposely painful, but if she was overly tender it might have been a bit much. His thumb brushed across her pierced nipple, teasing and testing her as his other hand continued to work between her thighs. Slow strokes on her nipple matched that between her thighs, waiting patiently until she was breathing a bit heavier with pleasure.<br><br>Then it was ripped away. Pulling fully away from her the large canine transferred his weight back to his seat. "Now come with me&nbsp; tulip. Before we go any further I want you all nice and clean. " Mr. Carson flashed a kind smile to her as he pushed his door open. " Because if I go too much further I don't think I'll be able to hold back. " Positive reinforcement and compliments had been the theme so far today, and if she needed any more she could see that the bulge in the front of his low hanging khaki pants had grown substantially, and the outline of the shaft was apparent against the leg. Mr. Carson's was not lying about wanting to take her then and there, but he also was far from his limit of control. <br><br>Tulip was given a few moments to try and calm herself, but just long enough for him to be standing at her door and waiting for her to come to his side so he may escort her in. While she was no longer wearing a leash he didn't trust her too far out of his arms reach, after-all she was brand new to him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>08-09-2014, 04:55:46</strong>
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				Tulip was unawares of his curiosity - her mind was caught up in the reactions and feelings of what his hand was doing to her frame. He was dancing across her moistening lower lips, making her hips urge forward gently and her body shudder. Her fluffy tail quivered behind her, twitching as if excited, and her ears tended to tilt back a little more with the soft sounds that left her lips, as if against her will. She didn't wish for him to mistake her actions as being too needy; a slave that was too needy may be one that disobeyed quite a bit, in order to gain their own pleasure, and not to please their Master. That wasn't what she was about, she merely had not felt a gentle touch in so long that her body was <em>physically</em> craving the sensation, yearning for it, whether she had the control or not. <br><br>The tip of his finger parted the petals of her damp flower, and her lips parted of their own accord as she sucked in a gentle breath. Her nipples were hard and straining, almost painfully, around the semi-fresh piercings that each of them adorned. The little golden rings added a unique accent to her body, one that she'd never wanted, but didn't have the choice of getting. Her frame shuddered heavily as he moved his finger up, up, up, and touched along the sensitive little nub of her clit. A gentle sound, strained as if she were attempting to hold it back, slipped from her and she almost cringed. It was an interesting reaction: her sounds triggered responses as if she were about to endure pain. It was plain, that these reactions were instinctual and could have only stemmed from the treatment of Graves. He'd worked her over more than met the eye. <br><br>Her eyes clamped shut as she tried to let herself feel the pleasure, listening to his praise, making her shiver and lean forward a little more. Her thighs were parting ever-so-slightly to give him more access, and her chest naturally perked forward for attention. Her eyes opened and flickered towards him as he told her not to fight it, to merely enjoy it... and with those words, a tentative moan slipped from her lips. This one wasn't restrained; it was a soft, pure sound that slipped right from her, and seemed to hover in the air between them. Her breasts bounced a little with surprise as he grasped the left one firmly, and she melted into the embrace of it. She was never going to fight him - not ever. But there was definitely a lack of hesitation in her now that she realized she wasn't going to get beaten for expressing how she felt towards his actions and how they effected her body.<br><br>Another moan left her, her breathing and heart rate both heavily increasing as she panted quietly in the car. Her arousal scent was heavy in the air around them, a flowery, delicate smell, that even made her own nose twitch with recognition. A groan left her as he toyed with the sensitive nipple ring, her body aching a little while she shuddered. While she seemed to get more into it, he seemed to have been waiting, because it stopped as quickly as it had begun. Her eyes ripped open, gazing towards him for a brief moment with surprise written in her features... before she turned her head away, taking deep breaths, trying to gain her composure. Mr. Carson effected her much easier than Graves ever had. <br><br>The little bunny nodded, remaining quiet, her cheeks and chest still flushed heavily as he opened the door and spoke about not being able to hold back. Her eyes flitted to him then, and she seemed to actually smile, genuinely for a moment. She'd aroused him? Without him having to force her to do something awful or without drawing a fist to her? It was a warm feeling. She slipped out of the car easily, nodding to him as he opened the door and she waited patiently to follow him inside. She hesitated near the doorway, but she awaited taking the first steps into her new life with him... no matter how nervous she may have seemed. She knew it was a step in the right direction.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>11-09-2014, 18:07:57</strong>
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				The Flipper was not ashamed to admit that the little creature who he had just purchased was arousing him as she responded to his touches in the car. Her little lithe body shifting in the seat and so willing to adjust to what he desired of it. He was sure she would end up being a very adequate young pet once she was trained, and her appearance would fetch a kings ransom if he could prove she was perfectly trained in all aspects. <br><br>The longer he toyed with her the more the sweet scent of her arousal filled his sensitive nose and the wetness between her thighs continued to build. As her lips parted to let out her candy sweet whimperish moan that accompanied the shudder rushing through her body the canine grinned with satisfaction. Every shift and bit of change in her posture was noted. Once he touched her breast and she leaned into it Mr. Carson was no longer worried that she would be hesitant with him. She was very clearly all in now, and so far he hadn't shown any bit of negative reaction to her responses or her bit of initiation because he was seeing just what might come to the surface. <br><br>At the point when he knew he could no longer tease her without either bringing her to orgasm, making a most likely significant mess on the leather seat of his luxury sports car, or pulling her into his lap and filling her to the brim with the girth that was filling the front of his low hanging khaki's. He waited near the front of the car for her to exit her side of the car once she was sure she could trust her legs to carry her weight. The tall canine let his thumbs hook into the belt loops in the front of his pants and his finger splay across the front of his pants. The fingers of his right hand that had been working so skillfully between her thighs were glistening slightly with her arousal as they laid across the front of his pants. The way his hands laid across the front of his pants the girth of his manhood was outlined down the leg of his pants. The move was calculated to see just where her mind would be at when she left the car. Would she look at his face, the hard chiseled musculature beneath his white fur over his thick slabs of muscle that were his pecs and the hard wash board abs that that were raised slightly beneath the fur, or would she be hungry and bold enough to let her eyes focus on what was hiding beneath the front of pants. <br><br>Once she met him near the front of the car he moved in front of her and to the door that lead into the home. Two steps raised them from the floor of the garage into the entry way of the house and he led the way. Normally Mr. Carson's would be the perfect gentleman to proper ladies in society, but to his slaves he made sure the treated them differently. Ladies would always be allowed to lead, but slaves were to follow keep their eyes lowered. Mr. Carson's didn't even bother to glance behind him to check if she was coming along since he expected it. <br><br>Entering from the garage into a small room with a cold tiled that held a closet and a large freezer that hummed very quietly while it kept the food for the household preserved. Keeping his stride smooth he walked through the first room into the large kitchen where four women were waiting to greet them. Two of the females were kneeling, much like he had instructed Tulip to in the bar. The first was a &nbsp;beautiful young blonde (https://36.media.tumblr.com/a8cfa4a74b8447b7097524a5ab15c301/tumblr_n8zwszDR9r1tvs9iro1_500.jpg) with her perfect flesh fully exposed save for a pair of perfectly white knee high socks and her feet slipped into 6 inch black stiletto heels. The second female on her knees was also human, but she was smaller than the blonde but very cute in her own way (http://thefinestbitches.tumblr.com/post/91043151369/megan-mind) with her pigtails hanging across her chest and hiding her full breasts. The second girl was wearing black thigh highs and a matching pair of heels. Each of the girls on their knees were wearing a very unique black collar (https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSbifZl0Jhp-PsM0a0gOeY2PPtV7Ys-ptT7PwUBEy_pipPxLKm0rg). The blonde also held a matching collar in her lap.<br><br>Behind each of the kneeling girls was another standing. Behind the blonde another neko stood, a cute little mouse girl &nbsp;(https://static1.e621.net/data/sample/9b/8e/9b8edadbf0fe61b1a7885f9780597e4b.jpg) wearing just a white apron, and it was very clear she was the cook of the house. Her little pink lips curled in a happy smile to see her master walking through the door. The last of the girls that shared the house looked like she was very much in charge. A bit taller than the other females, and with more accentuated curves than the others the pink furred full anthro with stunning blue eyes and bright blue hair (https://static1.e621.net/data/sample/cc/5d/cc5dad3aa243c9ffd4e786e623170d1b.jpg) was wearing a maid uniform that accentuated every curve. The two standing females were wearing a pair of white matching heels that were just the same height of the pair that the others wore. It was clear Mr. Carson didn't require nudity, but at closer inspection it was&nbsp; also clear that none of the women were wearing panties, and the 2 standing barely had their breasts covered. The collars that the maid and the cook wore were heavier silver, but finer than the collars (https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTIYjzGWSNO2HDDeCS90N-J4tyyjlO2T6uDSTu9bGYD7-kekzKhjw) of the kneeling two. <br><br>Mr. Carson's left Tulip standing in the entryway to move to his girls while looking back at his aroused new purchase. " Tulip these two are Courtney and Gem. " The blonde nodded in response to Courtney and the Asian to Gem. " They will be your roommates, and you will be working closely with them. It is important for you to pay attention to all their movements because they are just to the completion point of the training you will undergo."<br><br>Mr. Carson then moved back behind the other two. His strong furred arms wrapped around the waists of the maid and the cook. Each female shifted back against him naturally fitting the curves of their figure into his form. The pink fox lifted her lips to place a kiss on his cheek, and the little mouse neko was a bit shorter and nuzzled into his white furred pectoral. " Our cook is Izzy, but she does so much more." Reaching down he gave Izzy's ass a firm squeeze causing her to squeak happily. " She does squeak so cutely doesn't she?" <br><br>Mr. Carson then shifted his attention to his maid. " This is Annabel, and she is the second in command in my home. She speaks for me when I am not present, and knows her place when I am there. She chooses to serve, and does so very well.&nbsp; " <br><br>The girls all spoke together as finished speaking. " Welcome to our home. " The soft words washed over Tulip in a kind greeting. The two standing eyeing the scarred girl curiously, and the two slaves kept their heads tilted down slightly. Tulip could feel glances from the lower two turning up to examine her nude scarred body. <br><br>As Mr. Carson moved back to Tulip's side Courtney lifted the collar from her lap and offered it to her master as he passed by. Taking the collar in his right hand he stopped right in front of Tulip. His over six foot physique was towering over the young creature blocking her view of the other girls and giving all the other slaves a full view of his back he gave his full attention to Tulip. " You will be cleaned and have your wounds treated, but first I must give you this." His right hand lifted the black collar slightly. His left hand moved to the back of her neck and the heavy collar that wrapped around her slender neck. The quick movement of his left hand released the heavy collar and let it drop freely from the floor. Tulip's neck was quickly equipped with the smoother lighter weight black collar that signified her as his. Moving his strong hands from her neck to gently cup her cheeks and tilt her bright blue eyes to look up into his sharp green ones. " Welcome home Tulip." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>12-09-2014, 15:37:33</strong>
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				Truthfully, Tulip's mind was <em>everywhere</em> the moment she stepped out of the car. Her little heart was thumping roughly in her chest, though her breathing seemed to have been given control once more. Her little tail wriggled occasionally, flicking behind her, while her ears remained fairly limp upon her head - possibly drawn back a little. Her eyes, however, did most of the work. Where he would have anticipated her glancing at his bulging erection showing in his pants first, he would find that she took notice of the action, but seemed to tentatively gaze towards his face instead. Her eyes wandered from his strong, handsome facial features, down his entire body in a slow, singular motion. They ended at where his bulge was, before a blush tinged her face and her gaze dropped obediently down to the floor of the garage, where her bare feet were chilled against the material. Feeling the chill on her sensitive feet made goosebumps emerge on her scarred and marked flesh, causing her nipples to be drawn to painfully erect points around the fresh rings. Carefully, and submissively, she wandered to the front of the car with him and towards the door, stepping up the double stairs to get to the entrance behind him. Her eyes remained trained down, as she knew they should, and she remained quiet as she followed him into his home... and now, her home.<br><br>The chill seemed to remain with the little bunny as she stepped onto the cold tile in the room. Despite her raging curiosity, she kept her eyes directed down, knowing her place on the totem pole here, and not wanting to press her luck. Her nervousness was back in full force, and occasionally she was trembling as she walked behind him - not from the chill of the atmosphere, either. Her eyes only wandered up as she realized they weren't alone when they stepped into a larger room: a kitchen. The kitchen reminded Tulip of how desperately hungry she was, but her stomach barely made a rumbling noise as she stood behind Mr. Carson, simply waiting to see what was going to happen next. He walked away from her and she was unsure if she was supposed to follow or not. The room was so clean, she felt bad about how dirty she currently was and her ears fell back a little more on her head.<br><br>While Mr. Carson began to speak, introducing her, Tulip felt it was an appropriate time to actually raised her head so she could show she was listening, and observe who he was talking about. Her eyes tentatively lifted, the vivid blue hue gazing towards each of the girls as he introduced them. Mentally, she worked on keeping track of their faces, other identifying features, and how to pair them with their names. The two she'd be rooming with were human - Courtney was blond, and Gem was brunette. That was simple enough, she thought, and desperately hoped that she could remember them. Graves had a few other slaves in his occupancy when he'd acquired Tulip, but with each of them having different orders all of the time - who can speak, who can't speak, who can wear clothes and who can't - they rarely seemed to communicate with one another. Despite having known others in her same position, Tulip was still very unaware of how to act or deal with having others around. It made her nervous, knowing it was something else she'd have to try and get used to. She simply hoped that she would be able to succeed, and maybe have friends for the first time. <br><br>Those eyes shifted towards the two standing now, recognizing that they had more power than the ones kneeling. They were also wearing a bit more clothing, and better collars, though everyone seemed in good care. It made Tulip's heart ache; how she yearned for that. A blush filled her cheeks as she heard Izzy squeak, happy to see another neko in the house. She'd been the only neko in Graves' care, and sometimes, she'd been picked on for it, or even bullied to an extent. And then, there was Annabel, who would be in charge when he was away, or unavailable. Tulip could definitely remember that; it wasn't easy to forget someone with pink fur. As she gazed at them all, there was something she realized - they were all happy. Each one of them, happy and healthy, and a stark contrast to what she was and had been. She could feel their eyes looking at her curiously, probably over her burns and how dirty her frame was. Her eyes immediately shot to the floor nervously as they welcomed her, and her own, tentatively shy voice - almost painfully shy - greeted them in return. <br><br>"Th-Th-... thank you. It's.. It's n-nic-nice to meet y-you, all."<br><br>The stutter was a nervous habit, only getting worse when she realized just how badly she stuttered when she was nervous like this. Her head remained downcast as Mr. Carson - her Master - approached her. She could hear his feet, but what she really noticed was his sheer <em>presence</em> surrounding her. He held a new collar in his hands, and he was speaking to her softly, just to her. Ears twitching to show she was listening to him, aware of him, she soon nodded gently as he mentioned getting cleaned up and getting her wounds treated. He raised his hand up, and despite her past, she didn't flinch from him. It was a step in the right direction, most certainly. She felt him release the collar about her neck, letting it drop to the floor with a heavy, weighted sound. It was far too heavy for a small woman like herself, or even an animal. The coarse material had rubbed at the back of her neck, leaving it a bit red, raw, and tender. She sucked in a soft, gentle breath as he replaced the collar with his own, signifying that she now belonged to him. <br><br>His hands wandered to her cheeks, capturing them, and tilting her head up. She didn't fight him, her blue eyes wide and watching as he stared down at her. A blush lit her cheeks and she seemed to finally... truly relax, as he spoke those words. She never had to worry about Graves again. She was in a better place, and the relief seemed to wash over her visibly. Tiredness shifted in its place, showing in her open gaze, but her smile was genuine, even if it was small. "Thank you, Master," she murmured quietly to him, her nerves having lifted causing the stutter to lift as well. For the time being, she felt content and finally free of the abuse that she'd been suffering for far, far too long.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>13-09-2014, 22:02:52</strong>
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				Izzy thought Tulip's stuttering little thank you was all too familiar. She remembered the first time Mr. Carson had walked her into the house to meet the numerous girls he was training and Annabel. Izzy had hardly been able to speak, but that was what seemed like a lifetime ago. Now Izzy's slender tail was flicking behind her as she was trying to hide her eagerness to learn the story of the new housemate who was another Neko. <br><br>Annabel had been the one who had spoken to Mr. Graves about the sale initially, and with what she saw before her master eclipsed her view angered her. The man on the phone had blatantly lied about the condition of the girl, and now that she was here covered in wounds Annabel knew that it would take even longer before Mr. Carson could have her ready for appearances let alone sale. The pink furred maid shifted from her irritation, and had the urge to start cleaning again. She needed a release for the frustration, and she knew from watching the way her master was acting with Tulip she was not going to get any from him tonight. <br><br>Gem had to bit her full lower lip to keep from squealing at how cute the little neko was. A BUNNY! Gem had always loved bunnies and so badly had wanted one as a pet. They were so soft and fluffy and had the cutest ears. While she remained kneeling she kept her eyes on her muscular god of a master, and the cute bunny girl who she couldn't wait to talk with.<br><br>Courtney simply remained quiet and unresponsive after Mr. Carson had taken his collar from her hand. She saw the arrival of Tulip to be a sign that soon she would be free of this place, and hopefully sold off to a man who would free her and make her his wife. She had no love for her life in bondage and yearned for the freedom she once knew. However, Courtney also knew that if she were to stand a chance at being sold to a decent man she must be a perfect slave, and under the training of the flipper she had been doing her very best to lower herself, and hide her true feelings about her position.<br><br><hr><br>Mr. Carson now stood as a barricade of fur between Tulip and his other girls. Hiding the shy wounded bunny from some of the interested eyes, and also making sure that Tulip was focused fully on him while he placed her new lighter collar around her neck. Once her face was turned up to look upon his without the slightest bit of resistance his hands lowered from her cheeks. The strong warm hands did not leave her body for long as she was guided closer to him. <br><br>Strong hands now rested on her hips and drew her tight against his warm fur coated frame. While she did not match his height in the slightest it caused their bodies to not mesh perfectly. Her flat smooth stomach felt the bulge of his still stirring endowment hidden beneath the layer of his pants. Her tender pierced pink nipples were greeted by the softness of his white belly fur that soon gave way to the firmness of his taught muscles beneath. The pressure of his hands on her hips was not enough to cause her to be crushed against him, but enough that she was forced into his embrace. " You're a good girl Tulip, and I trust you will do well here. " He held her close for a moment longer as his kind words washed over her. His strong hands had slipped from her hips to gently slide across the swell of her round perky ass. <br><br>Mr. Carson indulged in the warmth of her form for a few more breaths, taking in the sweet scent that clung to her as well as the alluring scent of her arousal that still lingered between her thighs. Once it was time to move the large hands that palmed her ass gave a firm squeeze, enough to raise her to her tip-toes, and press her front more firmly against his, and for that moment she was held there. It was just a moment though and he stepped back to open his stance. <br><br>"Gem take Tulip to the bath and get her cleaned. " His eyes glanced from the first named girl to his pink furred maid. " Annabel fetch the medical supplies and some attire for Tulip, and once Gem is finished clean and dress the wounds. I don't want her scarred from her previous master's incompetence. "&nbsp; His eyes shifted to the other two females. " Izzy I assume you were making dinner. Get back to it, and Courtney go add another cot to your room." Mr. Carson sent his girl's on the mission and all of them left the room with a sudden breeze once he finished speaking. Mr. Carson left as well following Annabel's path down a hallway with his large long tail swaying behind him.<br><br>This left Gem and Tulip together in the entry way into the kitchen where Izzy was already back to work. Gem smiled brightly as she clicked her way over to Tulip on her heels and took her hand. "You had a fun ride with Master didn't you?" Gem's full pouty lips were turned into a smile as her dark brown eyes danced with excitement wanting to know all about how Master had treated Tulip so far. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>14-09-2014, 03:30:31</strong>
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				Tulip's focus couldn't leave Mr. Carson as he encompassed all of her vision, completely hiding her figure from view of the other girls. It didn't bother her, either, for the more eyes that seemed to fall on Tulip, the more nervous she seemed to become. It was just like the place where she'd been bought by Mr. Carson - everyone who had been able to see her naked frame, all of those eyes on her, had left her a nervous wreck on the floor beside Graves. But he would know, since he had seen her in that condition, that her weakness seemed to be the eyes of others. Humiliation had been a very common form of punishment for her, and it only seemed to ruin her and condition her mind to only think of the situation as a negative one. Mr. Carson's body eclipsing hers was a welcome reprieve of the curious eyes that had been watching her so closely, observing their new housemate. <br><br>His hands shifted to her hips and she kept her gaze directed towards him, a shiver running through her as she had to take a small step forward while he pressed her body into his own. Her stomach was flat, thin against his bulge, while her naked breasts touched the fur along his belly. The softness of his fur seemed to ease the redness around the rings, something she enjoyed thoroughly and welcomed as a relief. Wide, blue eyes remained on his face as he spoke, and a smile seemed to actually form on her lips - a true, genuine, fully-formed smile. He called her a good girl! Her little tail wriggled and she seemed to relax out of her nervousness again, her hands naturally having moved to rest on his abdomen when he'd pulled her close. They clenched just slightly in his fur as she spoke to him quietly, her eyes wide and full of wonder... but, most importantly, acceptance. "Thank you, Master."<br><br>He was so warm against her, that she shivered as he stepped away. Her head instantly and obediently fell to turn her gaze down to the floor, and her hands rested gently on her side once he'd released her. Her feet had fallen back to the ground safely, and the squeak that had emerged when he'd pawed her ass faded into the air around them. Her soft ears twitched as he spoke to Gem and then Annabel, directing them to help her out so she could be cleaned and patched up... finally. Her tail wriggled with unspoken excitement at the thought of a bath. Goodness, she couldn't wait to take a bath! Tulip didn't move as Mr. Carson directed all of the other women in his command, and they flitted about to do their thing. She stood in the entrance-way where he'd left her, almost awkwardly unsure of what she was supposed to do with herself. That is, until everyone seemed gone except for Izzy and Gem.<br><br>Tulip seemed to jump slightly as Gem approached her, taking her hand and speaking about what Master had done to her in the car. A blush thoroughly covered Tulip's cheeks and faded down her neck, to the top of her breasts. "I-I-" she wasn't used to gossiping about what the Master did, in other circumstances. "I got to sit in front," she managed to squeak out cutely, looking down at the floor and following Gem's lead with her soft feet padding gently along the floor. "He... he was really kind," she continued, unsure what Gem really meant as 'a fun ride' with the Master. Licking her lips, she risked a few glances around, getting to know her surroundings the best that she could without feeling like she was stepping out of line.<br><br>Granted, she probably wasn't. But she still had a lot to get used to in this new life.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>17-09-2014, 04:24:18</strong>
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				With Tulip being tended to by the capable hands of Gem Mr. Carson got a few moments to speak with Annabel about the current condition of the new girl as well as any reports on the rest of the household while he was out. Nothing was out of the ordinary, but there were a few calls from Annabel that had perspective buyers trying to put in a good initial bid for the two girls who have already been out in public. Mr. Carson was not impressed by any of the bids since he had been working with the two long enough to know that both Gem, and her eagerness to jump into the sack, and Courtney, with her desires to be with a man who would free her, would both need particular buyers. Mr. Carson rarely put his girls up to auction, rather he used his connections to find perspective purchasers who he could trust his trainees with. While Annabel and Mr. Carson spoke she took the moment to voice her private opinions about the little neko bunny and the numerous scars. Annabel's concerns were mainly focused around the delay in intensive training that would need to take place to allow the wounds to heal, while Mr. Carson's countered with the fact that if he delayed purchase Mr. Graves would have left even more scars on Tulip. <br><br>The pink anthro simply nodded her response to her master who had settled into a large arm chair in the den. The pink female looked down longingly at his lap that she wanted to crawl into, but she had already been given another duty. So a sigh passed her lips as she carried the first aid kit to the baths where she was sure to find Gem and Tulip only hoping that she wouldn't have to peel the often too friendly Gem off the bunny who didn't look like she knew how to stand her ground, and as Annabel moved her tall spike heels made a clear clicking sound on the hardwood that covered the entire main floor of the house save for the areas covered by large rugs. <br><br><hr><br>By the time Tulip was returned, now with her own pair of high heels, if she had shown the ability to walk in them, Mr. Carson would be found in the dining room. The scents of the meal prepared by Izzy filling nearly the entire main level of the home, and being the strongest in the kitchen and the large dining room. The Flipper sitting alone at a heavy wood dining table with 5 empty seats around it and a large white table cloth covering the heavy wood. <br><br>Tulip's appearance would cause Mr. Carson to pause over his meal, and after his tongue slipped out to lick his lips clean he rose to his feet. The Master's arousal had subsided for now, after being free from the cute little Tulip for a decent period of time, but once he laid eyes on her again he couldn't help but remember his previous eagerness. The memory had caused a smirk to tilt across his lips as he moved to stand before the young slave once again. Tulip had been escorted to the dining room by Gem and Annabel because she had been their task and their task must be critiqued before they could be dismissed. So the two remained a few steps behind Tulip as they watched Mr. Carson look down at her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>17-09-2014, 04:50:51</strong>
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				Tulip had gone with Gem easily, and made it into the bathroom with little to no issues. Settling into the heat of the water had been a little challenging, especially since it seemed to only make her burns worsen for the time being. Gem had cooed to her, eager to stroke her hands over the little bunny and to help her feel a little better. Tulip's ears seemed flattened completely, and she remained hunkered into the water, even as Gem talked on and on about aimless ramblings to try and just make the neko feel better. She had to nudge and urge Tulip to reveal some of her markings - especially the ones that resided beneath her breasts and her underarms. Gem found out quickly that, beneath her arms, Tulip was very ticklish. Resisting the urge to tickle the little bunny, she simply washed and tended to them as easily as possible, trying to keep the bunny comfortable. And after enough pressing conversation, Tulip was responding, and talking back. At first, the little bunny had done it because she felt bad that Gem was talking to herself. But after a while, and a few little jokes and compliments from Gem, she was fully talking back to her. The bunny had relaxed and her body had been cleaned after the tender care of Gem, and she was ready to be seen by Annabel.<br><br>Annabel didn't seem as... warm, as Gem had been. The presence of Gem seemed to keep her calm, but Annabel seemed a little cooler towards her, and she didn't know why. Had she done something wrong? Tulip hadn't even spoken a word directly towards her, and she seemed cold already. Her eyes remained down as Gem brushed her hair, Annabel fully patching up the marks that were fresh on her body and putting a scar cream along the old scars that seemed to only mar her appearance. Tulip had never thought there was a problem with her scars; she thought they'd helped to show her how far she'd come. But Graves had taken her too far, pushed her too hard, and now here she was, broken and being tended to by an eager human and a slightly colder fox. Feeling cleaner and better about herself once Gem and Annabel made her more presentable, she was surprised to see a pair of white stockings that would rest above her knees, and black heels. There were two pairs, actually, and Gem held a pair that was a little thicker in the heel. Tulip seemed skeptical - she was a bit of a clumsy person. Heels felt like a trap.<br><br>She tried them, and the thinner ones seemed to be a style she couldn't really handle. Even the thicker option had been difficult, and when they'd led her back downstairs, they had to keep close while she walked. The little bunny's stomach roared almost painfully as she smelled the food, and she approached the dining room cautiously with the guidance of Gem and Annabel. Peering up for a moment, she spotted her Master and blushed a little, looking back down once she stood in place. She was clean, her hair was brushed and her fur was fluffed and smooth. She looked much better, her soft flesh smelling wonderfully and was moisturized by some lotions Gem had placed on her rougher skin near her elbows, on her feet and knees. The gash on her face was still rather obvious, but they had put a few, thin stitch-strips on it to help it heal and make it not as gaudy. Annabel had warned her of the Master wanting to look her over, so Tulip merely stood in place and waited, her arms behind her back as she remembered what he said about her posture, and stood tall with her gaze directed towards the floor.<br><br>"Hello, Master," she greeted him softly, feeling more relaxed now that her burns weren't hurting her with each movement. Her spine had needed the most tending - each burn had been cleaned thoroughly and patched up, the small bandages a bit gaudy, but it was the only way to ensure her proper healing. Licking her lips for a moment, her stomach roared again, making her jump a little shakily on her heels. A heavy blush turned her cheeks the color of a rose, spreading the color down to her neck and the top of her perky breasts. Her pierced nipples looked less irritated as well; now, they looked more like accented pieces on her perky, beautiful breasts. Tulip wondered what he was thinking... did he approve? Or was he still disappointed? She certainly hoped he liked what he saw.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>23-09-2014, 17:03:30</strong>
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				The master stood before the three girls in silence as he started to let his gaze move over Tulip. Even when critiquing her appearance the weight of the canine's green eyes had a weight and a heat that was almost palpable. Mr. Carson started at the top and the large gash that had once been hidden by the blindfold. Raising his right hand he brought his fingers to gently tilt her head up so he could get a better view of the work that had been done. The flipper's calm green eyes did not meet Tulips, but they were there for her to fall even deeper for as he examined the strips that held together the wound. The dressing had been adequate, but he knew he would have to be careful and observant to make sure it didn't get infected. <br><br>The warm gaze then continued lower down her body. His bare furred feet took a half step back to give him a better view, but she remained in arm's length. His hand that had tilted her chin up began to shift lower. His warm fingers brushed across her thin shoulders, the weight of his touch drawing back memories to their drive together as his fingers slipped over her flesh. The treatment for the smaller wounds would have been a clear coat of antiseptic with some slight healing properties, and came with the slight side effect of causing them to burn just a little. Mr. Carson's fingers slipped under each of her perky breasts, using both hands now, his index, middle, and ring finger lifted her breast while his thumb gently circled&nbsp; her nipples. This was to give him a view of her wounds under her breasts. <br><br>While his eyes continued to roam over her stomach, upper thighs, and all the way down to her toes his hands remained. The smooth touch of his thick thumbs gently stroking and flicking across her pierced nipples while his other fingers caressed every inch of the perky breasts. However, it came to a time where he must stop his fun and continue his work. Mr. Carson's hands moved off her breasts and slipped to her sides. Gently he caressed the outline of her hourglass figure as his hands lowered to the tops of her slightly boney hips. It was there they stopped and he turned her with the strength in his bare furred arms. <br><br>Little Tulip could have fought it, but the result would be the same, she would be left no longer facing her master and giving him full view of the burns down her back. The heat of his gaze remained as she could feel the weight traveling down her spine light another touch. His hands remained on her hips to keep her close, but that was probably unneeded. Once he finished observing her back the anthro simply nodded. "Very well done girls. " <br><br>Mr. Carson's hands moved to turn Tulip again so she was once facing him. " Now you three will go eat. Eat until you are satisfied, but do not over eat since tonight I don't want you lethargic. " His deep voice hinting once again that his lust for the little bunny had taken hold and the enlarged bulge in the front of his pants would be enough to signal to the observant. His hand slipped down to give her ass, accentuated by her heels, a little squeeze " You look much better now than when I last saw you Tulip. You're lucky I can hear your stomach rumbling or I might have been tempted to not wait. " A teasing grin touched his lips as he released his grip from her and stood back to look at the others who had remained. <br><br>Gem was squirming with a mixture of jealousy and arousal from watching the display, and Annabel was trying to keep from rolling her eyes. Annabel was used to letting her master indulge in his new toys, but she also had the confidence that he would return to her once he no longer enjoyed the novelty of something new and wanted her, a perfectly trained and eager bedmate. Gem seemed lost in a trance for a moment longer but Annabel slipped her pink furred form, tightly dressed in the maid's outfit, in next to Tulip. "Think you can walk?" Annabel teased before leading her to the kitchen where Izzy would be finishing up the meal for the girls. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>24-09-2014, 03:39:17</strong>
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				The little bunny seemed to still even more as he approached her, reaching up with a hand to finally brush his warm fingers against her skin. Her head tilted with no hesitation, her eyes gazing up at him like two large, blue pools for just a moment, before she faded them down to rest at a point on his muscled chest. The wound on her face was pulsing a little, evidently irritated, but it would be caught in time to not be too damaged. It would be difficult, however, to avoid a scar near the edges of the wound, where the strike had gone the deepest. She remained still, her head only dropping gently when he let go of her chin, and she let him observe her with no qualms. Her body did seem to react in different ways, though, under the weight of his gaze.<br><br>Goosebumps pimpled out along her flesh, and her nipples hardened slightly around the rings. Her fingers at her sides seemed to twitch for a moment, though her tail did most of the twitching for her. The soft little ball wriggling slightly behind her, without much control or concentration, as he touched lower on her body. Her breath hitched in her chest softly as he caressed her breasts, her body responsive to his touch as if it were eager to please. Tulip knew only how to please, really, and was very dependent on her position in her lot in life. She didn't mind being where she was, and it showed simply in how she desperately tried to do the right thing. His thumb forced her nipples to become complete erect around the rings, making her suck in a soft breath through her nose - it was a controlled motion, as if she were avoiding making a sound like a gasp or moan. It was something that had been trained into her routine; she didn't even give it a second thought.<br><br>She remained how she was until he dropped his hands, moving them to her sides and caressing the warmth of his fingertips over the shape of her petite frame. Her hips seemed to tense beneath his grasp, as if fighting the urge to press forward, and only relaxed as he turned her around. Her back was truly a sight to see; the slim plain would normally be a beautiful aspect of her, what with the gloriously smooth skin and how two small dimples formed just above the curve of her ass on either side of her spine. But it was marred with the marks of the cigar, though they should heal with the treatments that had been applied. At least, that was certainly what she had hoped. She didn't want a scar or two to hinder her future.<br><br>Tulip had pivoted, not moving away from her Master, and she remained still even with her back to him. She heard him praise the other girls, and her eyes slipped to the floor until he turned her around. She gazed up at him for a moment, before looking down once more and nodded lightly. A little shiver seemed to spread across her very-aware body at the heat in his tone, the inflection of his voice. A soft squeak left her as he reached down, squeezing at her accentuated ass for a moment, making her step forward slightly and her cheeks to heat with a deep, rose-colored blush. She managed a smile on her lips, nodding her head, happy that she looked better and he approved of what he saw. Her eyes shot up to his face as he teased her, and she blushed again, but smiled back at him. She was slowly growing more comfortable around him, and that was easy to see as progress for the little bunny.<br><br>She looked up once he let her go, and then she gazed towards Gem and Annabel. Tulip's ears had perked a little when she took a tentative step forward in the heels, but hearing what Annabel spoke, they fell back on her head and her confidence seemed to shift a bit. The fragile female looked down at the heels - she was rather clumsy, honestly, and heels had never been a strong suit of hers. Licking her lips, she gave it her best effort and followed Annabel with her head down. She stumbled once, but caught herself, a furious blush on her cheeks and chest. She knew it would only take a few more times of stumbling, or a real tumble to make frustrated and embarrassed tears line her eyes. But she made it with careful steps, an uneasiness about her body as she joined them for food in the kitchen.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>06-10-2014, 21:07:06</strong>
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				The tall muscle bound anthro did not move back to his seat right away her dismissing her. Instead he choose to remain standing and make sure that the young creature was taken off to the kitchen, and it gave him a chance to observe her movement in the heels. The flipper had been used to giving pets their first set of shoes, and little Tulip was no exception. He had seen a number of girls slip and stumble in his presence, but it most often just took them a day or two before they become steady. However, for Tulip to move with the ease as the other 4 who lived in the home with them.<br><br>Annabel at Tulip's side moved like a goddess in her heels, and even with the learning girl at her side Annabel's stride was unencumbered. He watched silently as they moved together. The round little backside of the little bunny neko adorned with the small tail just at the small of her back. <br><br>Once the girls disappeared from the dining area and into the kitchen to get their own dinner Mr. Carson turned back to his own food. A faint smile touched his lips as he went back through the memory of watching Tulip respond to his touch. The way that a blush crept over her body in the last moments they spent together. While his hands roamed across her flesh and he could feel the heat raising off her flesh. The sweet scent of the soap that was fresh on her flesh lingered in his nose,&nbsp; and all he could think of at this moment was bringing her back into his grip where he could revel in her reactions to his actions as he explored the flesh of his newest pet in ways he doubted she had ever been touched.<br><br>While Mr. Carson was letting his mind shift over what was to come later in the evening Tulip was lead into the kitchen where a 5th chair had been placed near the round table that had not been there when she walked through the first time. The three who had been escorting Tulip left her side to move towards Izzy who was finishing up with what looked like a large bowl of salad and a separate plate that had been filled with a few thick slices of ham. Annibel's attention shifted to Tulip "Grab a plate and help yourself. If you want meat feel free, but do not take more than you can eat. " The other four went through with a good sized bowl for each of them and all four only filled the bowl about half full and by the time it was Tulips turn and the other four were sitting at the table. Izzy, Gem, and Annabel were chatting about nothing important and Courtney remained silent while eating, but once Tulip sat down all of the attention turned to her and she was given some of the getting to know you questions.<br><br>It was Courtney who finished first, but she was not done eating and went back to the large tossed salad bowl that the others had already went through. A second helping, smaller than the first, was taken and with it she returned to the table. It was a sign to Tulip that if she wanted more she could have some, and it seemed none of the other girls had a problem with it. By the time all were finished eating Gem had gotten to her feet and began cleaning up the dishes and extra food. Courtney stood and started helping Gem and Annabel turned her eyes to Tulip. " Master should be in the lounge resting&nbsp; after dinner. I'm sure he is eager to see you so let's go. " The pink furred anthro in her specially fitted maid outfit pushed back from the table and rose to her feet with ease. Her hand lowered to offer it to Tulip and lead her hand in hand to where Mr. Carson was.<br><br>When the two entered the room Tulip would see her new Master's head over the top of a large sofa that was looking out over a gorgeous view of the back yard of the home and a pristine maintained yard and garden.&nbsp; From the top of his head the pointed ears flicked in acknowledgement of the two that were behind him. He had an easy time picking up the sounds of his slaves moving around the hard wood floored hallways with the clicking of their heels. Most of the time he could even tell who it was walking from their stride, and with that bit of skill he knew it was Annabel and Tulip, the second simply because he didn't recognize the pattern of her stride. Annabel gave Tulip a little nudge before she turned her back to the room and went to help with the clearing of the kitchen and the Master's plate. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>10-10-2014, 15:53:47</strong>
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				Truthfully, Tulip was hardly used to shoes of any form, let alone heels. They were just another obstacle that she was going to try and defeat, though it may be one of the hardest ones. It was a physical obstacle, something that was hard for her to do just because of how she was built and how she had grown in her life. Her petite feet were soft, but not necessarily meant for such an arch. They <em>did</em> do wonders for her musculature, though. Her slim legs were more defined, her calves obviously visible and her backside perked up beneath her fluffy little tail. But, she wasn't worried about any of those things. She knew that if her Master wanted her to wear heels, she would be wearing heels. And that was that.<br><br>She could feel her Master's eyes on her as she walked beside Annabel, almost looking at the woman occasionally in awe. Yes, she got the feeling Annabel didn't like her much, but she admired her and the skills she possessed. Mind wandering, Tulip hoped that one day, she could be that confident and belong to someone who cared for her just as much as Mr. Carson seemed to care about Annabel. Though... she frowned silently. She would have to get a Master who didn't have any other women. She could already see problems creeping in at the idea that she was going to sometimes have to just sit around, wait for Mr. Carson to call on her to get any kind of attention. And when the attention isn't on her... knowing that it was on one of the other women practically made her queasy. Her thoughts shifted quickly as a smell touched her senses and she lifted her head, blue pools gazing towards the food as she licked her lips gently. Her slim stomach clenched and growled loudly, making her blush brightly while her ears twitched on her head, half-flopped over.<br><br>Tulip remained where she was, unsure if she should follow Annabel or even move from the spot where she was. The young bunny was starving, but she would wait for a cue, or permission to be given before she would even think to head towards the plates. Gazing towards Annabel as she addressed her, Tulip's face split into a smile and she nodded. "Thank you," she said, relief flooding through her as she approached and went to wait until all others had eaten before she went and grabbed her own dishes. She didn't move to grab any of the ham, but simply grabbed a bowl of salad that was about half-full, before she moved to sit at the open spot at the table. Her ears twitched as she partially listened to the conversation, but she mainly tucked into her food, finally giving herself some much needed nutrients, considering she couldn't quite remember the last time she'd had anything to eat. Well... anything that was worth eating, really. <br><br>Her eyes raised up, since she'd been done with her bowl for a few minutes, as she watched Courtney go and get a second helping. Nervously, she stood as well, carefully walking towards the bowl and grabbing another half-portion for herself. She moved back to the table and tucked back in, eating what she felt was enough, and finishing her meal rather quickly. She sat back, unsure what to do with herself in this dynamic, before she gazed towards Annabel as she began to speak. Nodding her head slowly, she shifted out of her seat and pushed it back in politely, feeling bad about leaving her dishes at the table. Her soft hand slipped into Annabel's as she let the furred anthro lead her to where her new Master was supposedly waiting... Tulip wondered if he was waiting for her, specifically.<br><br>Her ears perked a little, her tail wriggling gently as she stood with her hands resting, folded together in front of her body. She was nervous, a chill running through her as goosebumps broke out over her flesh. Annabel gave her a little nudge and she stepped forward, feeling nervous again, while at the same time very aware of her Master sitting where he was. She approached carefully, but didn't walk right up to him. She did what she was used to doing - she approached and shifted to her knees at his side, settling easily onto the floor, but taking on the posture she remembered him showing her and she recalled seeing the others in at the door when she'd first arrived. Her ears twitched a little, and she felt relief as she finally managed to get off of her heeled feet. Her little voice spoke out quietly, hesitant, as if she were unsure if she should be speaking at all.<br><br>"I hope... you enjoyed you m-meal, Master."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>12-12-2014, 22:32:38</strong>
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				After he had retired from the dining room the master had decided to remove the pants that had been his only piece of clothing that had been worn since she had seen him. The flipper had a dislike for clothing that covered his fur, and only wore it when he was eating or out in public for the sake of decency. So once he got out of the dinning area he had made a stop in the massive master suite of the estate to drop off the pair of pants he had been wearing. <br><br>The large male canine was resting comfortably completely nude when Tulip came around the corner of the couch to lay her little eyes on his powerful furred frame. The thick muscles of his chest were stretched beneath the fur as his long arms tipped with the slight claws of his nails extended over the back of the couch. The muliti-toned fur of his arms laid flat over top of the thick musculature of his arms. Down from his broad shoulders the master's frame narrowed slightly, the tapering of his torso shifted from the broad back muscles to the trim and chiseled white furred squares of his abs. Not a shred of his fur was marred or out of place on his toned abs that beckoned to be touched and enjoyed by feminine fingers. <br><br>In front of him stretched his long legs that matched the same light brown fur over his arms. The thick thighs were more than wide enough for her to set her little bare bottom on comfortably, as she had found out in the club where he had purchased her, but there was one aspect of the flipper that she had yet to fully see. At his groin the white furred sheath that held the slumbering length of his massive manhood was fully exposed for her view. His heavy balls, quite possibly larger then her little fists, rested heavily between his slightly parted thighs. <br><br>As she moved into the posture he had trained her in his eyes didn't leave her figure. The weight of his gaze was traveling across her nude and still scarred body as she lowered herself down at his side. The way she moved was far from as esquisite has his other girls, but she was new, and he was sure that training would look good on her. The room was silent for a few moments as he pondered what his next move was, all the while his heavy gaze devoured her little frame. He could picture the many ways she could be put to very good use in and out of the bedroom, and at the same time he couldn't help but lust for the taste of her flesh again. <br><br>Finally after long enough that she might become worried that she said to much or angered him he spoke. "Yes my meal was very good, and I hope the other girls treated you well. " His eyes slowly continued to shift over her body, but now they traveled up from her hips, across those exposed little breasts and to her face. " Now I'm going to take you and use you tonight. I will be sometimes gentle, sometimes rough, sometimes I'll expect you to look for ways to better pleasure me, and other times I'll take full control over your little body. Tonight I'm going to remind you just how good a Master can make you feel, and just as I did in the car. However, tonight I don't want you to hold back, I want you to let your body revel in the bliss of your excitement gained from my touch. I don't care how many times you cum as long as you don't simply focus on yourself. Your focus should always be your master's pleasure and not your own, but you should gain pleasure from him. " The statement was long and very well thought out, and as he spoke his eyes didn't leave her head. <br><br>"Now why don't you come up here and straddle my lap so we can get started. " He was sure that most men would have started with a blowjob, but the flipper wanted to force her out of routine and make sure she'd be ready for anything. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>12-12-2014, 23:13:38</strong>
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				Kneeling beside the intimidating form of the large canine, Tulip tried her best to remain as calm as she could be. It was difficult, though, considering she could feel the energy that was rolling off of Mr. Carson in such a powerful manner. It was strong, protective, and warm as it rushed over her, but it also made her nervous. What if she didn't perform the way he wanted her to? The very idea of getting intimate with someone at this moment was enough to make the little bunny tense up and second-guess all of her abilities. Her old Master had done a shit job of reassuring her, telling her that she was doing a good job, giving her praise for anything. The large bear had made her feel like she was a burden simply by breathing. Mr. Carson was nicer, though, and he'd already said that he was going to work on making her be a good girl for her future Master. Part of her yearned to have a Master like Mr. Carson himself, while the other part wanted Mr. Carson to <em>be</em> her Master. However, she knew the likeliness of that happening was slim to none. How could she ever compare to the women that he kept on a regular basis: Annabel and Izzy? She felt like she could hardly compete with Gem or Courtney, let alone them.<br><br>Her eyes didn't lift to meet his, though the heaviness of his gaze could be felt all over her body. Her nipples were stiff around her piercings and her skin was flush with goosebumps as he gazed at her. She waited, albeit rather uncomfortably, for him to say something... anything. And when he finally spoke, a bit of tension seemed to physically lift from her upright shoulders. Soft, fluffy bunny ears twitched and rose slightly on her head as she listened to him talk. Her fluffy tail wriggled as she realized that he wasn't angry or upset with her, like she originally believed. Silence had never been a good sign, when it came to her old Master, but she was still trying to figure out Mr. Carson and his little quirks and actions. Licking her lips gently, she nodded her head in response to what he was saying. "Yes, they treated me just fine, Master." She didn't mention that she was still uncomfortable being around others because it wasn't important. What was important were the words coming from her Master's mouth.<br><br>A breath left her as he stated, rather bluntly, that he was going to take her and use her tonight. He was telling her exactly what was going to happen tonight, how he was going to take her, and what he was going to show her while working her over. A tremble rocked her body down to her toes, which curled within her heels, before she managed to nod slowly to show she was paying attention and listening to what he was telling her, promising her. He had thought about what he was going to say, and he had said it, and she had listened. "Yes, Master, of course," she responded tentatively. She wasn't sure if that had warranted a response, but she responded just to reassure him that she had been listening. Her head shot up, ears flopping back slightly and to the side as he suggested she get up onto his lap, catching her off guard. Normally, there was foreplay, but it was evident that Mr. Carson was a man who appeared to like to get straight to the point.<br><br>"Yes, Master." She rose from her knees with a bit of effort, feeling them crack gently from kneeling upon the ground. A few steps and she was standing before him, worrying her bottom lip between her teeth. Adjusting her limps, she crawled into his lap, straddling the massive width of his hips and resting her body hesitantly against his own. She was breathing a little heavily, her heart roaring in her ears as a blush crept into her features. She waited patiently for her Master's command before any further action; she would rather err on the side of caution than do something and possibly earn a reprimand... especially since she was so new to him and his ways.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>13-12-2014, 23:21:56</strong>
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				Stating Tulip was sensitive would have been a massive understatement. Mr. Carson's gaze watched as she responded to his full attention the way one would expect her to only respond to the touch of hands. The way the little nude body was flush with goosebumps that covered her marred flesh told the Master that she was not completely comfortable with him yet. The thought didn't cause Mr. Carson's to hesitate in the slightest since there was no way he could change her comfort level without showing her that she didn't need to fear him.<br><br>After he spoke to her and waited for her to raise to her feet in those black heels that, along with the white stockings that covered her legs (I believe she was given a pair but if you want to change it let me know) to mid way up her thighs, were all she had been allowed to wear after her bath. The flipper's warm gaze lingered on her small but perky breasts and the imperfections wounded into the flesh as well as the nipples that were perfect ornaments to accentuate her assets. The sharp eyes of the predator also caught the slight flicking and bouncing of her long pretty ears that were a dead give away of her mixed race, but also made her that much more desirable. <br><br>Mr. Carson's arousal was slowly growing at this point, but not so fast that she would have to compete with the full length of his erection as she settled in. No, by the time she brought herself onto his lap the length of the pink canine cock was starting to emerge from the sheath of fur that protected it. As Tulip's bare upper thighs spread across his thick thighs and broad hips she would feel the tickling of his soft warm flesh teasing her smooth sensitive skin. His fur was a comforting blanket that covered the strong masculine musculature of the canine adonis. Wherever her bare flesh came into contact with hers warmth would be found spreading over her body, but before he moved to embrace her it would only be on her inner thighs, and against her round perky bottom that slid up his hips. <br><br>Mr. Carson waited for her to stop moving before his large arms shifted off the back of the couch. One dropped to her thigh, and gently the warm pads of his fingers slipped up the outside of her leg. The touch was slow and confident as it traveled off the silk stocking and onto her goosepimped nude flesh. His eyes remained tilted down to her face as his traveling right hand slipped around the back of her smooth bare ass and took hold with a confident grip. His fingers squeezing firm enough into the flesh that it gave way to his strength as he pulled her hips against him. The firm yank smashed the front of her groin and her bald little sex against his rock hard abs. With the way her legs had been forced to part for her position it was impossible for her to protect her mound from the direct pressure and warmth of his hard abs that she was forced to grind against with the strength in his right hand. <br><br>The flipper's left hand came down between their bodies, and started by pushing out her upper torso away from his own. This forced her to recline back as well as made her little perky breasts all the more prominant for her master. The canine had been eying them for far too long and as his hand traveled to one his head descended to the other. Mere centimeters sperated her flesh from his mouth as she could feel the warm breath of his nose beating across her breast, but the teasing didn't last long until his long warm tongue lashed out and started long firm strokes over the tender mound. At first his licks teased the edges of her nipple, sliding over every inch of her perky breast with long warm wet licks while skillfully missing her nipple with each stroke. On the other side his warm rough hand was palming her tender breast and the strength of his squeeze was enough to send a mixture of pleasure and pain through her while he teased over her pierced nipple with the heel of his hand.<br><br>The more his touch washed over her the more she effected him, and before long the girth of his growing cock started to engorge further. Inch by inch more of the length split from the sheath of his fur until the fully erect shaft was pinned between her buttocks, and the thick knot could not be ignored by the pressure it was giving to her tight little asshole. However the master didn't seem overly concerned about the length of his aroused cock, and was much more focused on Tulip. While he had not given her any orders on what to do or not do he was testing to see just what kind of lover she would be. Would she be one that needed to be ordered to initiate? Or would she be so hungry and a slave to her desires that she would need to be ordered to hold back? Both had good and bad traits, but it was hard for Mr. Carson to deny his enjoyment of the eager ones. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>14-12-2014, 01:28:22</strong>
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				It was a bit of a stretch to have her straddling his lap. Her lean, little legs were surpassing their normal limits to try and keep her naked frame over his thick, muscled thighs. She didn't complain though, not one time did she mentioned her discomfort, nor did she seem to ever show it. It wasn't a discomfort that she couldn't handle. Graves had given her far worse treatment, after all. Her floppy rabbit ears twitched a little, bouncing on her head as she adjusted herself and put her body where he wanted it. Her silk stockings made an excellent source of friction when pressing against his soft fur, but she couldn't get over the feeling of his fur against her bare flesh. His fur was <em>so</em> much softer than her old Master's fur and she could have moaned from the feeling of it against her naked frame rather easily. In fact, she was sure that - at some point during the night - she would be moaning because of it.<br><br>Her small bars in her nipples glistened in dim lighting of the room, catching the light each time her chest softly heaved. There seemed to be a permanent, blushing glow around the edges of her face and features. She was panting softly, her lips becoming moist from her heated breath as she kept her lidded gaze down at the muscled chest. She knew her place and she knew that she wasn't going to raising her gaze to him without permission. She was sure it would happen at some point, on accident, but she figured she would deal with that when the time came. She didn't believe Mr. Carson would punish her for it like Graves had in the past. A soft sound slipped from her as her eyes settled where his pink canine cock was beginning to emerge, causing her eyes to widen slightly as it continued to grow right before her eyes. Her breathing hitched in her chest; he was going to be <em>big</em> and she could already tell.<br><br>Her bunny ears perked suddenly - his arms were moving. Her eyes zoned in as he moved his large, muscular arms forward and used his hands to touch along her lean, thin legs. She sucked in a sharp breath at the first touch and moaned softly, listening and obeying his orders by expressing how he was making her feel. His hands moved up to her thighs and then her round, perked bottom, where her fluffy tail was wriggling at the base of her spine. A gasp left her and she squeezed as he tugged her close towards his groin. A moan left her, feeling the fur of his lower abdomen brushing against her bare pussy and the hardness of his muscles beneath the soft surface. She bucked forward gently for a moment, rubbing to get a bit more friction, before forcing herself to stop as soon as she was able. She had to think about him, not her own pleasure. Though, judging by the feeling of his hard, long cock between her ass cheeks, he was getting pleasure from this even more than she was.<br><br>Soon enough, he was tipping her back, and her hands had to shift and braced against his limbs behind her. She was fine with the angle, and he seemed to be, too. He was leaned forward and snuffling at her breast, causing her to whimper quietly as her ears tipped and flopped back gently. They twitched as he began to lick and lash at her whole breast. He avoided her sensitive nipples, reducing her to a quivering, whimpering and moaning mass of nerves by the time he was finished with it. The other hand was palming her breast roughly, but not rough enough to actually hurt her over the pleasure she was feeling coursing through her veins. She wasn't completely overwhelmed by it, however, and she seemed completely cognitive and aware of what he was doing and how his own body was reacting to hers. By bending forward and moving, his abs were stimulating her dampening lower petals, and she could feel the throb of his cock between the pert, round cheeks of her ass.<br><br>Feeling him there sparked something in her brain, and she shifted a little. He had a knot - something she'd only heard about, but never experienced - and it was pressing against a sensitive part of her that she was still hesitant about having stimulated at all. Her experiences with anal hadn't been the most pleasant ones, as was evident by how she'd described to him before about what she had been taught by Graves. He'd been too harsh, too quick with trying to teach her. As a result, she was fairly unwilling to open up to the idea. But what she did was obviously okay, because her hips arched back and she began to rock them against his cock. Her cheeks would clench and rock his cock between them as she worked to stimulate him and give him a bit of pleasure as he brought her pleasure at the same time. <br><br>She continued to moan, whimper and softly preen beneath his actions while working to rock his cock with what she hoped were pleasurable actions. Her fluffy little tail wriggled a bit against the end of him, swaying against her spine as she whimpered and moaned for him. She expressed her desires, just as he asked, and hoped that she was doing the right thing. She really just wanted to be a good girl, after all.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>15-12-2014, 05:38:15</strong>
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				The canine thoroughly enjoyed the sensation of warm smooth flesh sliding over his furred body. The warmth that was given off by his muscular powerful large body was only enhanced by the soft layer of pristine multitoned fur that coated nearly every inch of his nude body. His thick biceps were bulging against the layer of fur and increasing the pressure along the line of her body where the right rested. His massive hand that controlled her round little ass kept her lower half pinned tight against him. Mr. Carson noticed the heat radiating from her bald little mound as he forced her to grind into the hard wall of his abs, and now that he knew she enjoyed the pressure upon her sex he wasn't going to allow her a moment of reprieve. Digging his strong fingers into her ass also came with the sharp nails that tipped each of his fingers digging into the smooth flesh but not yet breaking it. Her warm mound found nothing but delicious resistance in the walls of his rock hard abs that seemed to find the perfect angles in which to grind against her pussy to even hit her clit and expose the inner folds. The pace commanded by his hand was slow but rythmic as if she was dancing for him on his lap to a beat that she could not hear. <br><br>While he noticed the dampening of his torso that sensation was far from his focus. His attention was fully focused on her firm b-cups that were just absolutely flawless for a perfect small set. The long wet pink tongue was taking those patient strokes over her tender breast, but now the heat of his moist tongue had shifted to no longer avoid her pierced nipple. He was absolutely assaulting it. With each long lick she would feel the warmth of his wet tongue drag deliciously slow over the expanse of her soft pale delicious skin. Her hard nipple felt wonderful on the broad side of his tongue and the tip wouldn't pass by without turning one edge of the barbell to twist it ever so slightly. <br><br>The sounds that were sliding from her lips were doing wondrous at building his arousal possibly more than her body. He had exposure to beautiful women whenever he wanted them, but when they were cold and unresponsive he found it difficult to become aroused. However, when they reacted like their bodies were an exposed nerve and tightened at every touch, moaned with every lick, and quivered with restraint Mr. Carson found it painfully difficult to maintain his own control. Something Tulip may not be conciously aware of, but she would be aware of his thick cock that was fully erect and forced between her little ass cheeks. The huge length had its shaft being squeezed by her cute ass cheeks, the knot tormenting her tight little ass hole, and the spaded tip being teased by her flicking little bunny tail. He didn't know if she meant to do what she was doing with her tail and ass cheeks, but it was driving him wild. <br><br>His hand that had been on her ass shifted under her hips and pulled her up. The strength of his arm was enough, but she could also make it easier on him. She was sliding up his body, her warm little sex sliding higher and higher over his abs. As her body was lifted his shoulders rolled back into the softness of the couch and pulled away from her nipple to simply tilt his eyes to meet hers. Moving higher up his body wouldn't just effect her warm eager mound, but also the pressure of his cock against her ass. The higher she slid the more she would feel the girth between her ass cheeks. The bright red length, slicked slightly with his dripping seed was splitting her cheeks, and once she reached the apex she could feel the slightly pointed tip positioned against her tight little hole, that had been so poorly trained. Mr. Carson's didn't force himself in though. <br><br>No his intent was fully different. The hand on her ass pulled her back slightly and shifted her weight so the spaded tip of his cock dragged under her hips. From teasing her asshole it now drug against the front of her leaking slit. All it took was a shift of his hips and she was impaled on the tip of his massive length. The roll of his hips violated her with her first canine cock. The thick hard hot shaft drove between her nude lips as his head tilted to hers. He did not really have lips, but there were still ways he could kiss. The long canine tongue licked across her full pouty lips with a control and intimacy that beckoned her response. His tongue slipped further between her lips as both his hands slipped around her thighs. Gently they began stroking up the space of flesh from the top of her ass, down around the sweet curve of her bottom, to the tops of her thigh highs. He was allowing her to take the pace, but if she tried to lift herself off his grip would tighten and she would be unable to move higher. Mr. Carson kept kissing Tulip as she experienced the pure joy of being impaled by her masters cock for the first time. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>15-12-2014, 16:47:29</strong>
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				Tulip was sure that she'd never known pleasure like this, and he was only getting started.<br><br>His tongue was assaulting her breasts, making the nipples achingly hard around their barbells as she arched forward a little, yearning for more of the feeling pulsing through her veins. Her heartbeat was dramatically increased while her breathing pattern caused her breasts to rise and fall in quick succession. Her little hands were clutching at his thighs, holding on tightly because she felt like she would fall if she ever let go. His abs were pulsing and touching in all the right places, and the plane of her body was in constant movement as he rocked pleasure into her willing body. Foreplay was not something she was used to receiving; typically, Tulip was the little bunny on her knees, giving foreplay before simply having her brains pounded out. It was never truly pleasurable for her, which became obvious now to how she was reacting to even the slightest touches that Mr. Carson was exposing her body to: his nails clutching at her round, bouncing cheeks, his rough tongue against her sensitive nipple, and more. Her tail was in constant motion, and her ears were limp, resting back against her skull. The only movement they gave was the occasional twitch to show she was listening, or the flopping motion that came with the rhythm he'd set in her hips.<br><br>And while she may seem lost to the motions... Tulip was very much aware of what was going on. She wasn't naive enough to lose herself completely, not with the 'training' Graves had subjected her to and the tortures she'd endured when she hadn't been paying attention. No, she was aware of her body and all of its reactions. She was aware of Mr. Carson and each move that he made, each reaction he had and the growing arousal within him. Her hips would rise with his hand, but push back against the hold he had, giving away that she was actively trying to press back and rub her cheeks against his cock. There was no hesitation, despite how she had been mistreated in such a sensitive area; she knew she needed to give him pleasure. Her cheeks would clench, rocking, teasing around his hefty length on the back stroke, until he'd tug her forward into his clenching abs and earn a resounding moan from between her puffy, full lips.<br><br>As his hand began to tug upwards, she knew what he was trying to do. She arched up a little, helping him to lift her, and she trembled as he slipped her up his body. Moans and weak sounds left her as he rolled himself back against the couch, bringing his piercing gaze to finally meet her own. And hers held his, eyes wide with surprise and pupils blown open with lust. But there was... something else there. No hesitation - she knew better than to hesitate - but something that wasn't fully revealed just yet. The feeling of his cock shifting down from her ass, trailing along her crack down to the tight rosebud that was surrounded by slivers of little silver scars. A tenseness embraced her and the emotion that had been visible before, just barely, bloomed fully in her eyes: fear. She was afraid, afraid that he was going to breach her there, in an area she wasn't ready for. She was afraid because she knew she wouldn't be able to say no, she would just have to... let it happen. And it was terrifying.<br><br>It flitted away almost instantly as he shifted again, however, pulling her ass back and dragging his cockhead along her leaking, moist lips. They were bare, as was the rest of her body except where she grew hair on her head and fur on her ears and tail. A tremble rocked her frame and she cried out softly as he impaled her on the tip of his length, spreading her open and causing her to instantly clench around him. Her eyes remained open - until he kissed her. They flickered closed and she kissed him back, submissive and soft in response to his control, moaning quietly into the embrace of his lips and mouth. It was obvious: Tulip had rarely been kissed. It wasn't a skill she was necessarily lacking in, but she absorbed as much intimacy as she could while they were kissing. Her heightened senses were aware of his hands shifting to her thighs, stroking along the curve of her cheeks and to her lean muscles. She didn't attempt to rise up off of him, oh no. She instantly was trying to push herself further down, to take more and more of him. But she hit a point... where something else seemed to happen.<br><br>She stretched around him, and hesitated, tugging up slightly as she felt almost too full. And his grip tightened, making her whimper softly as they remained kissing. She felt frozen; her demeanor changed slightly. Her eyes opened and she whined quietly, her ears flopping back as suddenly... it was like there was a wall there. Tulip, naturally, had developed some kind of defensive mechanisms for dealing with Graves. Her emotions shut themselves down and she would work with him almost mechanically, and it was evident from how she was tensed upon Mr. Carson's cock - half impaled - that she was fighting those defenses now. It was difficult for her, to try and not fall into an emotionless state, so she needed a moment to combat the risk of it completely. Her hands had shifted, were bracing his chest gently and squeezed slightly as she desperately tried to remain in the moment, with him. He wasn't going to hurt her, or beat her. She had no reason to hide.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>17-12-2014, 20:49:04</strong>
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				Mr. Carson did not expect the little blonde bunny to have much expierence when it came to kissing, but the flipper didn't care right now. Her lack of experience in something so simple, and so remidial when it came to pleasuring another further marked her innocence in relation to the rest of the slave girls in the house. Of course there would be training on the subject, but now was not the time since the strong canine's lust had actually taken hold of him enough that he was focused on the her petite frame rather than training. <br><br>Tulips moans had been silenced for now, but it was partially a shame since he had deeply enjoyed the way her cries of pleasure filled the large room. It was an inevitability that the other four girls in the house could at least hear a bit of what was happening, but none of them would rush to the aid of Tulip, even if she wanted it. Mr. Carson would have wagered a hefty sum that there was nothing that could pull Tulip away from her new master now even if she began to hesitate as she took more and more of the thick canine cock into her slit. Tulips tight hot walls squeezed a resistance around his spaded cock in ways he had not expierenced in months. It was common for a girl to come to him with experience in sex, but it was rare for them to have come to him with experience in dealing with a manhood as large as his own. The engorged canine shaft throbbed violently back at the tight pressure of her slick walls that quaked and spasmed around his length. His white furred washboard abs tightened to push his hips up off the couch just slightly as his strong hands forced her down, all the way to the point where a new resistance halted him. <br><br>He had two simple choices now, the first was to use his strength and plunge her down through that resistance and impale her even more fully on his shaft or he could start lifting her up again. Feeling that the kinder approach would be the best with Tulip he didn't simply start to lift her off initially. First he wanted to change their position. His strong hands slipped around her back as she was embraced against his powerful warm chest. The soft fur greeting her hard excited nipples like the most exquisite blanket. Holding her tight against his body she was unable to pull away completely, but her hips were not so bound that they couldn't at least move a bit more on his length. Either up or down, if the little bunny had any dancing background, she could have maniplated her hips enough to keep at least some friction building between their bodies. <br><br>Tulip wasn't left in charge for long. When they had quit moving she found her naked back being embraced by the soft cushions of the long couch with her master towering over her. The bright eyes of the canine were burning with lust as he held himself above her with his arms, that were thicker around the biceps than her thighs, straightened on either side of her body propping him up over her. His hips still matched against hers with his thick throbbing manhood half impaled into her smooth dripping mound. A groan of pleasure growled from his inhuman lips as his hips drew back. <br><br>The pace of her master was slow to begin, inching half his length out of her, which would have been the size of an average cock, his gaze tilted down the space between their bodies. Each of the lovers could watch as his hips lifted and drew back nearly the full length of his erection, and within her the rim of the spaded tip was dragging out of her tight moist walls. Once Mr. Carson's felt the ridge of the boublous tip slide out his hips pushed back in, just with a little more pace than the first time. She felt herself being refilled by her master and the burning heat of his cock penetrating her most intimate areas with the relaxed pace of a lover. Between their bodies his abs crunched as his hips closed the distance between the two sexes, but at the root of his still exposed cock would be that intimidating knot just above his heavy furred balls whose size promised an impressive finale to this session. <br><br>Mr. Carson was ever aware of Tulip now, he was letting her hands and legs do as she wished, and after the kiss his tongue still tingled with her unique and alluring taste. He wasn't sure if she knew she was being tested, but he wanted to see his new slave at her most raw. Sure he was driven by lust at this point, but it did not mean he would forget the events. If she wanted to impress him now would be the time if she could wrap her mind around the situation.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>17-12-2014, 21:13:48</strong>
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				The contrasting actions of how Mr. Carson handled her and how Graves had handled her were what really snapped her from her mechanical state. Well, she'd never gone into that state, but she'd been very close to shutting herself off to the kinder Master and just letting him use her body as a vessel. That was Graves had wanted; the only time he'd wanted her to respond was with orders and pained cries. It was completely different with Mr. Carson - he had said he would hurt her, yes, but it hadn't occurred quite yet. He was a large canine, and his cock was stretching her thoroughly. But it was more of a pleasant burn, something she could handle compared to what she used to endure with Graves. Her pert chest heaved a little bit as her breathing increased, but a gasp slipped from her as he pressed against the remaining resistance inside of her smooth, tight canal. Where Graves had been stout and extremely wide, Mr. Carson was longer than anyone who had ever entered her. The sensation was a strange one, bringing a soft, strangled sound from her lips as she arched slightly against his body. Would he go further? She had no idea if he even <em>could</em> go further. It was a foreign concept to her, to be penetrated so deeply.<br><br>Her entirety was trembling as she awaited his decision: pushing her down or relinquishing her from this immense pressure. And again, he surprised her rather quickly by wrapping his hands around to her back and embracing her frame against him. She squeaked in surprise, eyes wide as he hugged her to him. She moaned against his mouth, shuddering as her body naturally slid up his length as a result of him tugging her forward and into his torso. While they were free, her hips didn't just sit idle. Oh no, with the opportunity for freedom, they were arching and pumping in a short-paced thrust. Up and down, she ground herself against him, keeping up the sweetness of the friction between both of their most intimate parts. It drew more moans from her lips to press into his own as she shivered with pleasure. His width was parting her lower lips, stretching them so that it was easy for her to angle and brush her clit against him. In turn, the motion of her yearning and reaching for stimulation on her clit, had her pulling up and pressing down against his cock.<br><br>Granted, it wasn't all about her.<br><br>Tulip knew how to use her internal muscles. Actively, she began to clench them and release them, letting the pressure ripple up Mr. Carson's canine cock only to let them release around him and to do it again. And again. Though she was finally earning pleasure herself, Tulip seemed consistently focused on Mr. Carson. The power of her motions were lost, however, when he twisted them around and pressed her back into the soft cushions of the couch. A gasp lifted from her; she was surprised, gazing up at him with a combination of lust and a bit of confusion that was headily entwined with awe. Soft, heated pants left her moistened lips as her chest rose and fell rapidly. Her ears were limp, flopped back above her head on the cushions, and she was sure he could feel her internal muscles twitching her tail at a quick pace. A sharp sound left her as she arched a bit off of the couch, feeling him withdrawing himself from her. She knew he wasn't separating, though.<br><br>The little bunny trembled beneath him for a moment, her eyes glancing down to watch as his hips lifted from her. She felt the pull of his spaded tip on her walls, making her clench them in response, hoping to initiate a bit of pleasure and friction for the sensitive bulb of his cock. A groan slipped from her as he filled her back up, causing her head to fall back and her gaze to break from watching him. His slow pace was greatly appreciated as she shuddered, letting out a quiet string of mewls and pleasurable noises as he worked his cock in her slowly, allowing her to take more and more of his entirety. Her hands softly were clutching at the couch beneath her, something that she was doing subconsciously. Never had she been allowed to grab at Graves - it was a habit she didn't realize she had, to not touch her Master unless permission was actively given or the position required it (like the previous one). Her lean little legs, however, were clenching gently around the outer span of his thighs, a natural reaction considering how spread wide she was for the large anthro above her.<br><br>A whimper settled on her lips, a slightly higher pitch, as her body climbed rapidly towards an orgasm she wasn't sure she could control. She was extremely responsive, unused to the pleasure he'd built up in her all day. So it wasn't really much of a surprise that she was as close as she was to climax so early on. Her hips urged up gently against his slow pace, though not with the intentions of her own pleasure - no, she seemed to be testing her limits. She only urged up as he was pushing down, proving that she was trying to take more and more of his cock inside of her. This position made it easier on her, to open up, so she was trying. Oh, how the little bunny was trying her best to be good for him. Shuddering, she moaned once more, but this time... her words took shape into something cognitive.<br><br>"O-Oh...<em> Master</em>."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>19-12-2014, 18:03:00</strong>
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				Eagerness was a trait so rarely seen in slaves who had been in captivity for their whole lives, and Tulip seemed to have been waiting for the chance to show someone other than her last master what she could really be if given the chance. When he had kept her bound in his arms and she had done her very best to keep her little hips, adorned with that cute fluffy tail, sliding up and down the length of his thick long erection that impaled her. The sweet moan that was fed to his lips in the kiss caused his erect length within her to flex instictively and reward her hips with the twinge against her g-spot. The more she moved the more he realized she was also grinding her clit against the rock hard wall of his white furred abs. Her dampness was starting to smear against his fur, but a smile a was painted over his canine lips as he realized what she was doing by taking her pleasure into her own hands. <br><br>By the time he had her with her back against the couch and his full body suspened over her, with their remaining connections being only numbered to below their navels, Tulip could see a satisfaction in her master's eyes. Under her slender thighs encased in the gifted stockings his thick legs were firm with muscle that helped his body lift off her as he drew his length from within her eagerly twitching wet folds that were their only other connection. Mr. Carson's dark green eyes couldn't get enough of watching her nude body react to his ministrations. The way her breasts heaved with each breath that seemed to burn her lungs, the way her full lips were parted with joy, and the way her torso quaked with pleasure as he forced her to draw his massive length further into her body. He did notice her arms though, laying on the couch when the could be doing things much more productive, and as he thrust slowly down into her he allowed his body to drop against her this time. <br><br>Inch by inch as she felt him fill her the warmth of his furred body descended upon her. The weight of his abs pressing down into her torso as the top of his hips remained retracted just far enough to keep the knot from thrusting fully into her, but as he rested his body closer to hers she could&nbsp; feel the girth of the knot begging to spread her inner lower lips. The warmth of his furred chest pressed into her heaving tits, giving them a resistance as well as the powerful wall for her pierced nipples to grind against as his mouth turned to her ear. The deep growl laced with pleasure in response to her breathy moan. "Such a good girl. " The words poured over her body like liquid heat, electric sparks of pleasure shooting through her body as his mouth teased those long ears. " Wrap your legs around my hips pet, I want to feel how much you NEED my heat in you." The command dripping with lust as his cock spasmed in her in response to her own twitching squeezing walls. " One of your hands MUST go to your clit, and you must keep rubbing until I pull out of you. " His long tongue flashed out to graze against the rim of her furred lip ear. " Your other hand is free to do with as much as your mind desires. I know my good little pet won't dissappoint me with her new freedom. " The deep words were punctuated with a moan that coarsed over his body as he felt her respond to his words. <br><br>Her master's arms were bent into the cushions, and now he no longer had his hands propping him up, but his elbows instead. His thick forearms were flat on the couch along side her head as his hips began to move once more. She had been given the time of the breif conversation to adjust to the massive length of over 10 inches of his shaft above the knot, and now he was starting to take a pace more focused on prolonged pleasure rather than keeping her from feeling pain. The massive girth of his cock may not have been the thickest, but it was far more than enough to split those tight moist walls that gripped him with surprising skill. <br><br>The pace of his hips quickening as he drove himself into her and the knot of his cock pounding into the resistance of her entrance. His heavy furred balls swinging with each thrust and colliding with her little ass with each deep thrust. His withdrawls were enough to make her feel the fear that this time might be the time he came out fully, just as he had planned to make her activate her legs he had ordered to keep around his hips and draw him back in. That moment he felt her squeeze his hips she would be rewared with a deep thrust. <br><br>The lengths of their mismatched height made it impossible for him to kiss her in this position, but instead her ears were being fed his deep pleasure induced groans. His heavy panting breaths made his massive chest heave and give her eyes the full view of his powerful pecs that contracted with each exhale. His masculine scent, laced with pheromones as his arousal increased, filled her nostils with each breath of the heated air between their bodies. His arousal building, and with each deep thrust she felt the intimidating size of his prominent knot pounding against her, questing for entrance to fully anchor himself within her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>22-12-2014, 15:48:40</strong>
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				<em> ‘Such a good girl.’ </em><br><br>The compliment washed over her like a warm, electrified blanket. It had been far, far too long since Tulip had heard those words as a result of actions she was doing. Yes, he’d given her the compliment earlier on in the day, but to hear it now? It was like a spell, music to her ears. A shudder wracked her entire frame as a sweet, beautiful moan slipped from her lips and she arched to press her body against his muscled chest. His body was rippling above her, but she was just as active with her writhing and shifting beneath him. Her fingers were digging into the material of the couch beneath her, giving her some kind of anchor as her mind short-circuited underneath his ministrations. Her hips would tilt, urge up. Her little tail consistently wriggling beneath her, above her pert, tensed ass. She enjoyed how his voice was paired with a growl, giving him a darker tone as he complimented her, making her internal muscles flex with appreciation and need. Even a little gasp slipped from her lips as he called her a good girl, eyes widening as something seemed to finally settle down within her. The little bunny had been waiting far, far too long.<br><br>Then, he was commanding. Her ears twitched and she obeyed, almost instantly, without hesitation. She knew it would be a challenge to wrap her lean little legs around his hips, but she sure as hell was going to try her hardest. “Need it, M-Master,” she confirmed with her words as she arched up her hips, giving her legs more space to move as she wrapped them successfully around his waist. This tied them closer together, resulting in his hips’ motions being the only thing holding her down against the couch because she was clinging to him like a second skin. It forced his cock further inside of her, giving them both little room to actually separate apart. She rippled and groaned, letting him deeper inside of her. Another command, another twitch of her extremely soft ears to show she was listening. Then, confusion in her beautiful eyes. Touch her clit? Rub her own clit? That was a confusing order for someone who’d never been ordered to touch herself before. Her little hand tentatively moved between them, dipping down her thin stomach to squeeze between their lower halves so she could trail her fingertips experimentally along her own, swollen clit. A gasp lifted from her as she bucked up, surprised at the feeling as she rubbed along the sensitive bundle of nerves. It was almost too overwhelming for her at first, but he’d given her a command, an order. She was going to be obeying that as best she could. She naturally tilted her head as he licked along her ear, causing her to groan sweetly as he gave her permission to use her other hand for… well, whatever she really wanted.<br><br>Another satisfied look came into her eyes. It was as though she had just been waiting, waiting for permission to be given. Her free hand unclenched from the couch as she allowed herself to <em>finally</em> touch him. Her hand was exploring, sifting through his soft fur along his chest, moaning sweetly at the feeling of it beneath her delicate fingertips. Then, with a bit more pressure, she was feeling along his muscles. He was a solid plain of pure power. Graves had been a powerhouse, but he’d been bulkier where Mr. Carson was very firm muscle with a leaner appearance. But if she had to bet, she would bet on Mr. Carson. Her fingers would spasm on him, clutching and clenching, kneading and gripping against his muscles as he pleasured her. They would tangle gently in his fur, never tugging with too much force, as moans and groans would be ripped from deep within her throat. Tulip’s breasts were bouncing with his thrusts in combination of her heavy, panting breathing. She felt stretched, ultimately, and filled almost completely. She knew that he’d attempt the knot – something she’d never experienced – and she wasn’t sure if it would feel good or painful. Either way, she was intimidated already and it showed whenever it seemed to catch a bit against her and caused her breath to hitch.<br><br>Tulip felt trapped by him, but in a good way. It wasn’t a way that could possibly trigger a sense of claustrophobia. It was as though he was encompassing her completely, with his arms on either side of her head and his mouth breathing against her sensitive, floppy ears. He would tug out, almost pulling out of her, only to feel her clutching her legs around his hips to tug him back inside. He would thrust deeply after, making her sharply groan, moans of pleasure filling the heated space between his chest and her head. Sometimes, her head would tip back, her eyes searching beneath his chin before they would flutter closed as she moaned weakly for him, her features flushed as he pounded her gently against the couch. Her body was responding to his pheromones, just as it had in the car: her sweet scent was rising around them, mingling with his own to create something completely unique and absolutely <em>addicting</em>. At least, to her, it smelled positively wonderful. She inhaled deeply with her face nuzzled against his chest. Her hand stopped its journey and clutched at his chest tightly, her body rippling and tensing around his cock suddenly. Then, it was like a bow snapped and she arched, cumming rather suddenly around his cock as she writhed with orgasm.<br><br>“M-Master!” she squealed his title, buckling beneath him as she trembled in the effects of her orgasm, shuddering and moaning as he continued to thrust. Part of her was panicked – for just a moment, though. She recalled what he’d told her: she was allowed to cum whenever she felt overwhelmed. And right now, feeling overwhelmed was certainly an understatement as she was surrounded by his entire body. Her slick channel brought about a squelching sound between them, and her orgasm caused her moans to turn breathless and her body to tremble as she clung to him, fingers continuing to deftly rub at her sensitive clit, always aware of his commands as they played over in her mind. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>25-12-2014, 21:03:39</strong>
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				Lewd and perverse sounds were filling the air around them each time his cock withdrew from the tight sleeve of her slick pink walls. The sounds only increased as his pace increased as a reward for her obedience. The warmth of his body propped above her just enough so she wasn't completely pinned into soft couch. She could still feel the weight of his body on her when his hips came driving down into her moist tight walls that gripped his thick throbbing rod. The canine loved the sounds of sex, and the more her body twitched and spasmed under him the more he groaned with pleasure to add to the chorus. <br><br>While Tulip slipped her hand between their bodies to finger her clit, possibly for the first time in her life, she could feel the power of his strong firm abs pressing her slender arm back against her stomach. Her other hand was given the freedom to explore the soft white fur that covered the hard expanse of his powerful chest. Everytime he took a deep breath in she felt the large muscles pressing out into her hand, only to contract back as the breath expelled his lips and was fed as a heated pant into her ear. The strong body of the canine was electric with the erotic pleasure that she was giving her master with her tight wet sex. He had given up those slow deep thrusts and was pounding violently against her hips and driving his massive fuckstick into the bare little mound that was quaking and rocking, eager to accept every inch of the bright red spaded canine cock that drove so deep into her she could feel it in her stomach. <br><br>Her orgasm was expected, and when she whimpered his title he shifted their positions slightly. His strong arms pushed back into the soft couch and she felt his abs tighten against her arm. The canine moved swiftly and his cock was jammed completely into her. Forcing the root of the massive knot into her as she errupted in orgasmic bliss. His words growled into her ears laced with pleasure "Cum hard for me pet. Soak my thick long cock in your juices. You're all mine now and I want to see my pretty little new pet cum." He pushed up and his legs were drawn in. One leg now slipped off the edge of the couch and rested on the floor to keep him steady and the second fur covered thigh slipped under her ass. She was arched up slightly as he erected himself, partially kneeling partially standing, on the couch. Her hips were embraced on either side by his strong hands that lifted her bottom half slightly off the couch to ensure she was still fully impaled by his thick throbbing cock. <br><br>His heavy gaze roamed over her body as he watched her torso tighten, her perfect little tits heave, her hips buck harder on his cock, and her hand continue to work her clit. The erotic display was so perfect he couldn't hold back and began thrusting powerfully against her once more. The first time he pulled back she was freed of the thick girth of the massive knot, and it did not return quite yet. His eyes turned down to watch as his trim hips slammed into her smooth leaking loins, and with each thrust his cock flexed within her signalling he was getting very close to giving her the reward of his thick massive load. Mr. Carson felt no inclination to slow after her first orgasm, and he hoped it had been the beginning of a long chain, but not all women were capable of such feats.&nbsp; Driving into her with a pace that was hardly controlled, and showed no restraint, her lower lips were stretched partially by the girth of his throbbing knot everytime his rock hard cock pistoning into her squeezing cunt. <br><br>Her view of her master was magnificent, she could see every inch of his muscular upper half flexed as his arms held her hips in place. His chest and abs expanding from his deep breaths, and his handsome face turned down to feast on the beauty of her still scarred body. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>26-12-2014, 15:50:54</strong>
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				Tulip truly <em>was</em> encompassed by Mr. Carson. He was filling her up deeper than she'd ever imagined anything could go, filling her so deep that she was sure he could split her small little frame right in half. The neko arched and quivered as he adjusted their positions slightly, just slightly, but it was enough. He was tugging her hips up slightly, and suddenly, Tulip was almost <em>too</em> full. His knot was in her, stretching her widely, and she gasped as it triggered yet another orgasm to sweep through and rise up in the remains of her first one. A spasm ran through her hand on her clit, and the other hand clenched into his fur tightly as it rocked her. His words had been spoken right in line with the snapping of her orgasm, her body trembling and clenching along his cock and knot as she cried out sharply. Her little tail - for once - was no longer moving. It was sticking straight up against her spine, the fur fluffed and stiff as her eyes flickered closed. The orgasm was overwhelming her, making her entire body clench as he worked to adjust himself and her, adjusting her hips up to rest against his kneeling thigh. Face flushed, Tulip was panting between her moans and groans of absolute pleasure as his cock continued to stimulate her in almost every way.<br><br>Her little fingers, which had been at a stuttering pace through her orgasm, were slowly rubbing in a steadier manner now. A constant tremble was contorting her body until he began to thrust powerfully back into her. A cry left her as he pulled his thick knot from inside of her, making her almost wince as pain joined the pleasure for a sheer moment. Then, it was too heavily mingled with the good feelings to really surpass them and take over. Her breasts bounced on her chest with his sharp thrusts, slamming into her body to bounce her tight ass against his thigh and to arch her body forward gently. As her orgasm slightly subsided, Tulip's hips began to focus in on his pleasure once more. Using her muscles, she clenched and rippled around him internally, while her hips began to grind and gently buck against his thrusts externally. He'd called her a good girl already, sure, but Tulip never wanted him to regret telling her that. Her mind had cleared a little from the post-orgasmic haze, and now she was focused on him. Her free hand was gripping at his thigh that was resting beneath her ass while the other rubbed at her clit, giving him her slim body to gaze upon from his new, upright position.<br><br>The plane of her frame was thin and lean, arching back almost gracefully as she pushed her breasts up into the air and ground her hips against almost every thrust he completed inside of her. She would stretch and clench around the girth of his knot, squeeze as he withdrew, and moan for him all the time. Tulip had been shy, and was naturally shy and skittish, in the beginning. Even her body had been something she almost seemed ashamed of - but in these moments, with his responses to her body and her actions, it was like Tulip was finally one with herself. She knew she was scarred, but didn't care, as she arched and squirmed beneath him. There was a complete lack of her self-conscious mindset in this moment, and she was blossoming beneath him. Her gentle, cerulean hues opened wide as her cheeks turned a natural pink to see him looking down over her. It was flattering, and her own eyes took the chance to feast upon his vision before her. Her blonde hair, cropped, was bouncing around her soft, floppy ears in time with his thrusts and her breasts as her eyes focused on gazing over him.<br><br>They ran over his chest first, admiring the muscles and view of him. Her body clenched with need at how handsome he was because she never thought Graves had been handsome. Slowly, her gaze made its way up his body, from his clenching abdomen to his expanding chest and his strong, muscular arms. Then, they moved bravely up towards his face, looking over it fully for what felt like the first time since she'd been bought by him. She wasn't afraid she was breaking a rule, not in this moment, as she watched him uninhibited. Her eyes locked onto his own and got lost for a moment as she shuddered, sucking in a sharp breath before she was arching once more and cumming around him again. Her pheromones were working overtime and her body was clenching and grinding against him as she worked herself over his cock and through a third orgasm. Her heart was pounding quickly, loud to her own ears as she waited for it to jump from her own chest. Her breathing was rather ragged; this was the most her body had been put through in quite sometime. She was sure to be thoroughly exhausted once this was over. But she was sure it would be the best kind of exhaustion that she had ever felt before.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>26-12-2014, 23:19:48</strong>
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				Mr. Carson had fallen into good rhythm once he pulled her hips up and he could control her even more with his strong hands gripping her hips. Those strong fingers were tipped with his sharp nails that dug into the soft flesh of her perky little ass and hips as he kept her in place. His pace was still hard and deep, but it was also a bit more controlled that he had been when he was hovering over her fully taken by his lust. Mr. Carson's control had been drawn back into his mind enough that he did have the time to watch as her body finally started to descend from the chain of her first set of orgasms and the pink flush started to fade from her petite figure. <br><br>His deep thrusts gave her ample time to let those slick hot walls tighten around the girth of his cock. The squeezing skill of Tulips inner walls pleased her master, now he would not have to train another skill into her. As he drove the thick throbbing length of his massive girth into her he was concious about how tight she could squeeze him, and how dexterous those crudely skilled muscles were. Tulip's skill was more than he had anticipated, but not quite as much as the two girls he would soon sell, and she had many years of practice ahead of her before she could compare to his permanent slaves, but everyone had to start somewhere and her eager clentches communicated more than just her desire to please him. <br><br>While his eyes lingered between their hips, where his thick cock stood out at full attention like a deep red spear adorned with a thick hilt on the end, they did not remain for extended periods. The flipper couldn't get himself to take his eyes away from her perky breasts, the way they jiggled oh so perfectly with each time he slammed into her was mesmerizing. The cold piercings that adorned her nipples added to the appeal of her heaving tits begging for his attention. The weight of his gaze could be felt if she caught it, the warmth of his hungry eyes spreading across her chest. When he felt her gaze turn to his face his eyes shifted from the hyptonic beauty of her chest to meet her eyes, and just as he did so he felt her body tightent and pull him deeper.<br><br>This time Mr. Carson didn't slow his pace, nor could he have. He had been walking the edge of the cliff for too long and the sudden contraction of her orgasm as well as the look on her face when she hit her peak a third time was too much for him. All he could do is take a few more quick shallow thrusts before the full girth of his uninflated knot jammed inside her and his massive orgasm took hold of his body. "Oh..... Yes pet!" He groaned in pleasure as he let his head fall back and his fingers dug firmly into her ass. The sharp nails were threatening to break her flesh as he held her hips pinned against his. His wash board abs were flexing violently as his orgasm took hold. The thick biceps were also standing fully hardened from the pleasure rippling through him.<br><br>While she could see how his body was reacting on the outside she could only feel what was happening within her finally claimed pussy. The thick canine cock had penetrated her depths beyond what she thought she could handle and deep within her the over foot long length of his massive cock started to jet the thick cock milk without any constraints. Within herself Tulip felt the hot jets of his cum errupting out of the tip as his whole length expanded within her, even the once intimidating knot had grown. The root of Mr. Carson's massive organ locked her into place on him as she raged into the bliss of her own orgasm he let his burn unchecked. Thick ropes continued to fill her from her tight little entrance to the newly explored depths she was too full, but he wasn't stopping. <br><br>The thick creamy seed began to leak out around his cock and drip down her inner thighs. The leaking warm fluid sliding back along her lower half and through the crack of her little ass. Mr. Carson's was panting by the time he stopped moaning, and with each breath her sweet scent invaded his mind. The pheramones of a needy female who wanted to be bred, pleasured, and used continued to alight his sense of smell. Tulip was still tied to him as he reached down from her hips. His strong hands sliding under her back and pulling her up off the couch. She was lifted to be chest to chest with him and he turned, keeping his thighs spread wide so she remained fully impaled by his hot throbbing shaft, to sit on the couch.<br><br>After a few moments of letting her breath his lips moved to her ear, the deep voice still so thick with lust Tulip had to be surprised at his libido. " We are not finished yet. " She could feel that his knot had shrunk enough that she could, with some difficulty, pull herself off him. " Move to your knees and clean my cock. I want you to enjoy the mixture of your taste mixed with mine. " He did not force her to move, but his furred hands slipped under her ass and beneath her thighs to help lift her when she was ready. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>30-12-2014, 01:42:36</strong>
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				The orgasm that racked its way through Tulip was nothing compared to how it seemed to extend when Mr. Carson's pace changed. The feeling of her master pounding away inside of her, spreading and splitting her body to stretch and cling around his massive length in order to penetrate her as deeply as he could. Not too much longer, and he was fully inside of her, pressing to depths she'd not known existed, and which seemed to physically make her wince and keen out with a sound that was tilted more on the edge of pain than pleasure. It was the first time she'd really expressed pain during their encounter, other than the obvious marks upon her body when he'd first purchased her. A whimper passed through the female's lips and she groaned, the pain instantly satiated with a feeling that made her gasp for air. He was filling her, completely overflowing her body with his thick cum. The heat of it made her feel like she was burning from the inside out, but at the same time, it seemed to soothe the need that had been rippling through her since she'd had that moment with him in the car.<br><br>Her hips bucked back, causing his sharp nails to slightly break the skin and leave marks, but the sweet moan that came from her was a result of his orgasm masking the sharp pain to transform it into pleasure. Her breasts were heaving; her body was flushed red as she attempted to calm her firmly beating heart. His knot had inflated and trapped her body over his with its immense size. She could feel the cum leaking down, the wanton sensation of it slipping and coating along her thighs and the crack of her round bottom. Her ears were limp, even as he lifted her up and pinned her body against his own. The soft, ocean-blue hues settled into her face were clouded with pleasure with her pupils dilated. She had been trapped between watching his orgasm, fascination on her face, to closing her eyes as she desperately tried to sort through all of the pleasure that had been mounting during this intense session with her new Master. And through it all... never did she stop rubbing her clit. It was as though her hand was moving on its own accord, desperate to obey until he gave her permission to stop. It kept her from falling completely down to a sedated state; it kept the pleasure present, despite how she was sure she was rubbing the swollen, overly-sensitive nub raw by this point in time.<br><br>As he shifted them to sit, she whimpered quietly, feeling his thighs stretching her body almost too much. Her panting was timed with his, coming only at a bit of a faster pace, as she tried to allow her heart to catch up to her lungs and her mind. He was filling her entirely, with every small crevice that had been unexplored now tainted by him. Though, tainted wasn't necessarily negative, in this sense. No - she wanted to be owned by him. Tulip wanted desperately to be a good girl, to show him that she deserved what she wanted in life and that - hopefully - whoever managed to purchase her would feel lucky enough to have her. Her ears reacted for the first time when he leaned forward, speaking to her in such a lust-filled tone that it drew a sweet, bated moan from her lips. A tremble quivered her to her very core as he claimed they were not finished, not quite yet. Her eyes trailed up to gaze towards his, but with him being near her ears, it was difficult for her to truly make contact. The pace of her breathing was slowing down, showing that her endurance had been built with the rate that Graves had been using her. It wouldn't be too difficult, nor would it take very long for the energetic little bunny to truly recuperate. <br><br>"Yes, Master."<br><br>Her words were heated, husky and sweet, as she took her fingers from her clit for the first time. She needed to, in order to balance and help shift herself off of his still inflated knot. It made her keen again, whimpering as a wince touched her features. But, soon enough with the aid of his lifting, she was freed from him with a slick <em>pop</em> sound while his juices dribbled down from where they'd been previously trapped within her. It was a wanton sight that made her catch her breath before she readjusted and shifted from his lap. Her shaking legs gently lowered her to her knees as she nestled herself between his large, muscular thighs. Her bunny ears flopped back amongst her blond locks, while her breasts pushed up with the aid of her one arm that reached to hold the base of her Master in her hand. The other hand, which had been so diligently stroking and rubbing her clit before, delved back down to continue the work of his command. Her hips urged forward slightly as some of the remaining cum pooled between her legs on the floor... but she hardly noticed as she instantly began to make use of her mouth and tongue upon him.<br><br>There was no hesitation, and if Tulip didn't enjoy the taste, there was no trace of that written anywhere on her features. She leaned up and licked his entire length, suckling on the sensitive, spaded tip of his red cock, before she licked more of their juices from the surface of his shaft. She even delved down and licked around his deflating knot, her hand softly stroking and gently squeezing the base. A gentle moan slid from her as she lapped some still-leaking juices from the head of him - however, the one thing she didn't do was make eye-contact. The mark upon her face, the one between her eyes, had been a result of her looking towards Graves while pleasuring him with her mouth. Her eyes remained diligently closed, unsure of what her new Master would truly want of her. And from what she'd already experienced with him, she was sure he would speak up and give his opinion, should it be needed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>30-12-2014, 23:53:05</strong>
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				Those few moments where she was hugged against his body with his strong arms wrapped around her and his thick shaft tying their bodies together was as deeply intimate of a moment that could occur between this master and his pets. He was unaware if she knew enough to enjoy the closeness of their bodies, but for those few breaths he did. Mr. Carson's massive white furred chest rose up as he took in slow deep breaths trying to recover from those last few orgasmic moments that left each one of those thick muscles, that dwelled beneath the thick layer of fur, taxed. The faint whimper that slipped from her lips was noted by his black tipped pointed ears, but he knew it would only be a moment of discomfort for her as he took her up into this position. <br><br>Those moments they sat together before he gave her an order were deeply enjoyed by the master on a physical level as well as on an emotional level, but that second one he would not admit. Letting his strong muscles relax into the softness of the couch as he enjoyed the feeling of her soft, but scarred, flesh upon his furred body. The sweet scent of her own filled his sensitive nose with each deep breath. Her taste was so strong her could taste it on the back of his tongue through his slightly parted maw. Mr. Carson's scarcely had been so effected by the pheromones of another race, and it was even rarer for it to be with a neko. It could have had something to do with her full committal to his actions and allowing herself to drop that barrier that kept her from feeling, along with the fact she may just actually be a very special little bunny. As they sat the warmth of her moist walls that he stretched to new limits kept his erect length from deflating fully, and he was more than happy knowing she'd be ready to go for another round. <br><br>Her sweet words rang like honey in his ears and drew a satisfied smile across his canine lips. Allowing her to move as she needed his strong arms slid slowly off her body. His large paws dragging down the underside of her thighs and finally tracing whispering touches on the outside as they slipped fully away. His furred arms stretched back over the top of the long couch they shared. Fully extended arms nearly stretched across the full length of the couch as they gave her eyes the lovely view of the muscular definition that communicated the strength she felt when wrapped up in them. When she began to move his jade green eyes slipped down the space between their bodies as she lifted herself off of him. Mr. Carson's marveled at watching something he knew had been true, but it was still marvelous to see again. Inch by Inch she rose up and he could feel her tightness sliding off his thick still throbbing cock as the slick sounds of slurping filled the air. Strings of cum and her juices connected their sexual organs, and even a few gobs of his thick white cum dropped from her once she fully removed herself. <br><br>While Tulip wasn't quite as small as Izzy, she was new and the fact she had taken all of him was nothing short of amazing. Mr. Carson's settled back with his thick furred thighs parted to allow her more than ample space between his legs. His hips shifted slightly closer to the edge of the couch so she had more access to the full length of over a foot of canine cock and his heavy balls contained in the white furred sack. By the time she slipped to her knees his knot had fully deflated and was only slightly thicker than the lower shaft, but it still held the deep red coloring as the rest of his impressive length. <br><br>Mr. Carson's engored length now exposed for the first time sent a slight chill through his body that caused his wash board abs to tighten. The large prick was absolutely coated in their mixture in juices and Tulip was forced to indulge in their mixed taste as she took to her duties. When she first brought her lips to the pointed tip of his rod&nbsp; his attention turned back to her young slender body. He didn't miss the fact that one hand was still slipped between her thighs and working and her clit, which he was sure now was so tender that she could hardly be touching it without the mixture of pleasure and pain. Through three orgasms he she had been diligent enough to never disobey his order and for that he gave her reprieve. <br><br>"If you wish to stop working your clit my pet you may, but if you're enjoying it I want you to look up to me and tell me you wish to keep playing with yourself because it makes your eager pussy feel good. " <br><br>Mr. Carson had to force his words out before her manipulations on his cock force a deep low groan from his lips. Across the back of the couch his strong fingers dug into the soft cushions while she moaned into his tip. Now she was not only getting the left overs, but the fresh batch of precum was starting to ooze from the tip of his cock. Her sucking and moaning lips rewarded her with an inadvertent shift of his hips off the couch and into her mouth. The massive girth of his cock pushed into her lips for a quick thrust before they came back to the softness of the couch. <br><br>After he recovered from that momentary lightning strike of pleasure that shocked his body his right arm shifted off the back of the couch. The large fingers gently slipped back into the blonde waves of her silken hair and gently brushing the bases of her little ears. Mr. Carson's sharp nails dragged across her scalp as he combed her hair back from her face and the erect length of his cock. The stark contrast of her soft lips and innocent face working on the lewd sight of his canine cock was truly perverse and arousing to anyone who might glance it. Mr. Carson did have one issue, her eyes remained closed as she worked over his cock, now he understood not wanting her to meet his eyes, but there were other circumstances. "Pet, keep your eyes on your task. I want you to watch what you are doing so you may better please me. As well as realize that what you can barely fit into your little mouth was just completely inside your sweet little cunt." <br><br>As he spoke his fingers continued combing back through her hair, but he could tell she was very nearly finished licking the remnants of their first round fully from him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>31-12-2014, 13:39:33</strong>
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				Tulip definitely enjoyed the moments of intimate closeness she got to&nbsp; share with Mr. Carson. She had done the same with Graves, at the beginning, but the young bunny knew better than to get too attached to a Master - especially one that was a flipper. He wasn't going to keep her, that she knew. Why would he, when he had so many other options and he already had pets who were permanent installations in his home? She doubted she would ever make that much of an impression on him... and thinking about it, she wasn't sure if she would be able to handle being in a home with multiple women sharing her Master. The bunny was fairly delicate because of her beginning in life: Graves had definitely burned out what self-confidence and esteem she'd managed to develop. Where she had believed she could excel, she was told she was mediocre at best, and where she had worked hard, she was told she could only work harder. To be constantly turned down...? Well, it certainly hadn't been a positive effect for poor Tulip.<br><br>There was still a part of her, though... a part of her that was enjoying the moments they were pressed together. Her heartbeat would slightly increase in her chest, her breathing would hitch gently to make up for the change of pace. She would never admit it, but the affection of her new Master was definitely growing on her.<br><br>An example of his affectionate thinking shone through when he realized that she was still rubbing against her now-achingly sore clit. It was more pain than pleasure at this point, but he hadn't told her to stop, so she didn't. He noticed, though, and made sure that she was taken care of. Her eyes managed to open as she gazed towards him, surprise flashing through them, before some relief appeared on her face and she sighed while her hand left her overly-sensitive region between her legs. The nub was red and swollen, but not in what would be a normal fashion. She appreciated the reprieve and wanted him to know it, speaking in a soft, breathless voice as her eyes flickered closed once more. Her tone was still husky and low, the overworking of her lungs having taken a toll on her gentle lilt. "Thank you, Master... my pussy does feel good when I do that, but my hand could be put to better use." Yes, she could have admitted her discomfort, but she was certain that he knew or assumed it already.<br><br>Her hand trailed up to his muscled thigh, running along the soft fur there before her fingertips gently teased over the heavy, white-furred sac that encased his large balls. A soft hum left her for a moment as she finally finished cleaning him up of their combined juices. Her work didn't immediately stop, though, as she enjoyed licking and suckling some of the newly developed precum off of the end of his sensitive cock. His next order filtered through her, causing her ears to twitch and flop back as she seemed apologetic. Her eyes opened instantly, gazing towards him before looking down towards his cock. She was finishing up as he moved his hands through her hair, trailing his nails along her scalp and making her head naturally tilt in the direction of the pleasurable motions. She had completely cleaned him up, leaving a shimmering coat of her own saliva to trail along his angry, red cock. As she pulled back, a slim, silvery line of it was strung between the end of his cock and her moistened lips, a little swollen from their work on him. A soft sound left her as she canted her head more into his hands, speaking softly in her husky tones.<br><br>"Mmm. That... that feels good, M-Master." <br><br>Her eyes flickered up towards him, before trailing back down as she rocked back slightly on her knees. Soft, tiny hands were rested on the inside of either of his thighs, a sharp contrast to the muscled, furry legs on either side of her body. Tulip's soft fluffy tail was wriggling behind her, a combination of pleasure and happiness sending the action straight down her spine and towards the appendage that seemed to only function off of her true emotions. Cerulean hues wandered up towards his chest once more, admiring the plane of his body as it rested back against the couch. Even relaxed, he appeared to have a natural, clenching tenseness to his muscles. She spoke lightly once more, not wanting him to think she was a selfish little bunny. She was trying her best to be a good little girl.<br><br>"What would... you like me to do for you, Master?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>02-01-2015, 20:29:28</strong>
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				The addition of her hand slipping up his thigh was not all that unexpected since he easily assumed that her discomfort from following his previous instruction would be at least slightly painful at this point. The warmth of her small dainty little fingers sliding up his warm inner thigh through the soft layer of his coat caused a warmth of pleasure to spark up his body. Beneath her teasing fingers she felt the toned thigh tighten for a moment, just enough to let her know he was enjoying just what she was doing and he wasn't expecting her to stop anytime soon. The warmth of her little hands continued upwards toward the heavy sack that contained his large balls that looked like they still had plenty of jizz left to deposit in and on her little body before he would be drained. After all he had only given her one load so far, and his intention was to keep her going not until she was saited, but until his lust had completely vanished. <br><br>The sight of that string of silver that connected her lips to his cock was both lewd and arousing all at the same time. Mr. Carson enjoyed the messiness of sex, and after all that they had gone through so far he could smell the scent of her dripping pussy. If he were to look down between her thighs on the floor he was sure the hard wood would have a small puddle of his thick cream colored cum diluted by her own clear arousal. He did not need to see it to know it was there the scent was enough. <br><br>Her response to his simple petting of her earned a nod from her master. Yes, he knew it would feel good and he had also wagered she had never experienced such a tender touch from her other master. Mr. Carson's knew enough of Graves to know that once the black bare was done with his sexcapades he wanted to be alone. The canine on the other hand craved a bit more companionship, and that is why he kept Annabelle and Izzy on staff. They knew their master enough to know when to linger and when he wanted his peace they would leave him without a word. As she let those hushed words drip from her lips his fingers dug a little more firmer against the back of her scalp. The pressure growing beneath his nails to excite her scalp even more, but still far from a violent maneuver. <br><br>When she leaned back his hand did not leave her hair or scalp, but the long fingers shifted slightly. Turing off the back of her head he gently moved his outstreched hand to slide over the rim of her ear. This time he answered her question quicker than before, and the memory of her lips teasing his cock had been the reason for it. " I want you to bring your sweet little mouth back her and keep sucking my cock. " As his deep voice let the dirty words escape the tone would send a rush over her body. " While you do that I want you to practice taking all of it. I want you to try to suck every fat inch of my dick into your pretty little mouth. " His voice continued in a low tone. " I do not expect you to accomplish the task of taking all of it today, but you must practice. " His voice stroking her ego to encourage her to improve while at the same time reminding her she is not perfect. <br><br>"And while you do that I want you to crawl up here onto the couch. I'm going to prepare your tight little ass for what will come next. " He was not sure if he was going to fuck her asshole tonight, but he was going to see just how much she had been trained. <br><br>The teasing manipulations of his hand did not quit as it toyed through her blonde hair and along the edges of her floppy ears, something she would soon learn he was rather fond of toying with, as she positioned herself on the couch. Mr. Carson's waited for her to get her head in his lap and start at her task of claiming that erect monument of manhood that glistened in the dim light from her previous task as well as the thin coat of pre-cum that was drizzling out of the pointed tip and across the rim of the large head. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>02-01-2015, 21:26:11</strong>
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				The feeling of his muscled thigh twitching, tensing beneath her gentle fingers that were caressing and exploring made her quirk a little smile towards him. Her features were flushed with remaining arousal and in this moment, her heart was getting a chance to rest and slow down. Her stamina was nothing like his, and she knew that it was going to take quite a bit of working and practice for her to truly end up at a level that Mr. Carson would surely be satisfied with. Her frame was steady as he ran his nails and fingers over her scalp, eventually moving towards her sensitive little ears, making them twitch and sway in the grasp of his fingertips. They would shift her soft, silky blond hair back and lean towards his grasp, the appendages seeming to almost move on their own. As an anthro himself, he would understand how sensitive the extensions of the body could truly be, and it was no different for the little bunny neko that was currently kneeling between his strong legs.<br><br>Bright blues gazed up towards him as he answered her question, faster than she'd truly anticipated. But it sent a thrum of excitement through her veins, causing her heart and breathing to hitch slightly in her chest. It was almost a strange reaction, but Tulip knew the stem of it. Despite how Graves had treated her, she had never admitted it to him that she truly enjoyed giving head. She enjoyed how sloppy it could be, how rough, how tender and intimate. She enjoyed giving the pleasure, and in turn, the knowledge of how much pleasure she was giving ended up turning her on to no end. The eager bunny's tail began to twitch and swirl behind her, a sparkle twinkling in her eye as she nodded against his hands. She had been trained to take all of Graves, but Mr. Carson had definite length in his favor and she knew it would be a little more difficult to take.<br><br>"Yes, Master."<br><br>It was practically a moan, an eager little sentiment to show she agreed with him.&nbsp; She wanted him to put every fat inch of his dick into her pretty, eager little mouth. Her body was practically buzzing with excitement at the idea as she felt him stroking at her ego and giving her boosts of confidence. It was important to the little bunny, after she'd been denied such niceties for so long. His next words, however, seemed to curb her eagerness of sucking his cock: her ass. Graves had 'trained' her to take his cock back there, but it had been a fairly brutal experience with his lack of patience for her small, petite asshole to stretch to the right girth for handling him. He'd ripped her the first try, and he'd horrified her of future endeavors by blaming her body for her mistakes. The moment passed as she thought of just simply sucking on her new Master's cock and letting him do as he wished to her body.<br><br>Her floppy ears twitched and adjusted as she crawled up onto the couch beside him. Her stockings were a bit ruffled beneath her knees, her heels still on as she positioned herself with her petite ass positioned up and her head in his lap. Her tiny hands gripped his base, stroking along the girth of his cock before she instantly slipped her mouth over him and gave a soft moan. Her tongue licked the glistening pre-cum from his head before she began to slowly bob her head up and down his length. She kept up with suction, licking, teasing as much as she was capable - all the while she was working more and more of him into her mouth, training herself, working as he told her to. She wouldn't dive right in; she wasn't that dumb and she didn't want to risk hurting either of them. A shiver rolled down her spine as she sucked on him, moaning, sucking him like she absolutely <em>loved</em> it. Which, in reality, wasn't a lie at all.<br><br>Her moistening lower lips and clenching need in her gut were a testament to that.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>05-01-2015, 01:31:47</strong>
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				He would never tire of cute little submissive creatures answer his requests with 'Yes Master' the words, when they were truly spoken with conviction, were enough to stroke his ego as well as remind whoever was speaking the words of their place in the world as well as their role at his feet. Mr. Carson's bright red canine cock, with the girth of his undialated knot at the base, gave a subtle twitch after her words hit his pointed black tipped ears. Mr. Carson was not sure if Tulip was aware of the pheramones leaking from her body and encouraging his lust to stay strong, or if she was even aware of the way her voice sounded like a moan dripping of pleasure, but either way the canine was glad his new purchase to get her warm mouth wrapped around his cock again. <br><br>The hand that was shifting through her hair encouraged her to move to the opposite side of his body with her own so that hand with the nails that were teasing the scalp could continue its pleasurable combing against her scalp. His strong paw rested on the back of her head while she shifted from the floor to join him on the couch. His jade eyes settled on her petite scarred body as the small muscles beneath her flawed flesh shifted slightly while she settled into place. As she moved without keeping a hand on his long heavy girth, his erection had fallen back to rest against the soft white fur of his firm abs. Resting into the ravine that parted the muscles on either side of his torso the tipped length of his canine cock reached very nearly to the base of his sternum. <br><br>Of course it didn't remain resting there for all that long once she got into position. The musk of his groin once more greeted her nose as she moved her head down into his lap. The powerful scent of the Alpha male filled her mind and fueled her eagerness to please. Encouraging her to enjoy her place at his feet even more an commit herself to him. When she slipped her lips once more around the tip of his cock a happy growl shifted from his lips, and an encouraging pressure was given to the back of her head. He didn't force her any further than she wanted to go, but the tensing of the large muscular arm would let her know he enjoyed what she was doing. <br><br>With one hand on her head the other began traveling down her back. He kept his sharp nails from dragging along her flesh, but instead she felt his furred fingers sliding across her spine. The light touch moved over the treated wounds of her spine and Tulip would realize that the wounds have already begun to heal over and the new flesh is extremely sensitive. His warm touch continued lower over her back, and as he reached the dip of the small of her back all of his fingers splayed wide over the small of her back. His large fingers slide across that cute little tail and tease across the base of it where her tail meets her spine. His fingers slide down until her tail is trapped between the base of his middle finger and ring finger. With her tail trapped he wonders just how sensitive she is around there and gaugues her reaction while his furred middle finger strokes between her cute little ass cheeks. <br><br>"You have a very cute little ass Tulip. I'll be sure to make sure your tight little hole is ready for me before I take it, but I know before the night is over I'm going to take you from behind so I can watch you bounce your little cheeks on my cock." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>05-01-2015, 16:52:19</strong>
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				The entirety of her body seemed to be focused on pleasuring him. Yes, she was aroused, and her heart was racing with need. But Tulip was anything but selfish and Mr. Carson's thick, long cock definitely needed attention before she did. Her little breasts were trapped together between her arms as she nestled herself on the couch beside her Master, arching her back gently to the feel of his opposite hand. She worked her mouth over his cock with the encouragement of his other hand, loving how it felt to be tangled up in her hair and gently pressing and teasing against her scalp. Her tongue never stopped working, her mouth consistently suckling on him. She even pulled back in order to properly tease the tapered head of his cock, licking away the pre-cum developing there, before descending again to as far as she was capable of reaching. She had worked most of her mouth around him and was now testing herself.<br><br>Soft, hot moans would leave her to surround his girth as she felt his hand trailing down her spine. It wasn't his nails, just his fingertips, which was actually very, very pleasant. Her muscles seemed to shift beneath her scarred, sensitive skin. They rippled and tightened, loosening before tensing once more as he trailed his fingers and made little paths that seemed to burn against her flesh. In a good way, of course. Her little tail would not stop wriggling, fluffy and wide against the base of her spine, constantly swaying with the excitement and happiness inside of her. Her floppy ears remained pressed back to stay out of her way because she knew that they could easily get in the way if she let them. A shiver rippled down her spine as he reached the end, a soft sound leaving her as she worked his cock with her hands and mouth continuously, never allowing herself to stop as she kept her breathing calm and relaxed through her nostrils.<br><br>Occasionally, her mouth would lift from him completely, and where he may think she was removing herself from him... she wasn't. She would dip her head further, nuzzling down against his balls to inhale his thick, arousing scent, before trailing her soft, little tongue from the base of his knot all the way up to the tip of him. She would do it a few times, before she would descend back over him, taking him as much as she could and occasionally gagging just a little - but it wouldn't be much before she would recover and attempt it again. Her fluffy tail froze as he trapped the base of it between his fingers, making her naturally tense all over. The tails and ears were an especially sensitive spot, and harm could easily be done to them if one wasn't careful. It was only natural for her to tense up, despite how she knew he wasn't going to be hurting her. And he didn't.<br><br>A moan left her as he stroked her crack between her pert ass cheeks with the pad of his finger. It made her tremble a little bit, hearing his words. They drew a moan from her as her hands pumped him keenly, squeezing and exploring. Sometimes, one hand would drift lower and caress his balls, stroking and squeezing carefully before returning to aid her petite hand in rubbing at the base of him - which she was sure she would never be able to reach when it came to sucking him off. That was why she made such an effort, taking her mouth off, to go down and suck and lick against the parts of him she couldn't reach. That, and she seemed to enjoy rubbing her nose against his cock and furred balls, sniffling against them to take in the pure, unfiltered scent of Alpha male that they seemed to be oozing. It would last moments before she would go back to sucking at him, managing to work him further and further. It was taking a while to get past gag points, but she had already beaten the first one.<br><br>He was wide enough to ache her jaw, but she never stopped. She never relented on him. And her ears twitched as he spoke, making her little tail start to wriggle between his fingers once more and the muscles of her ass clench around his exploring digit. Tulip loved being taken from behind - another thing she didn't necessarily like to admit to, because other positions were just a nice - but there was something so primal about it that she couldn't help but enjoy. A moan left her, and a slight bob of agreement that was supposed to be a nod while she continued to work over his cock.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>06-01-2015, 21:41:52</strong>
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				Her eagerness and enjoyment with the task he set her to was not hard to identify. Mr. Carson rarely felt his untrained girls go after his cock with their mouth with such a vigor and eagerness as Tulip was showing. His first thought was that she would be a little timid and not used to being given free reign over a cock. His thought had been that Mr. Graves always liked to be in control and would have used her mouth as little more than another hole to fuck rather than train her on how to please a man properly. Her previous training, however, was a much better jumping off point. The softness of her lips never seemed to stay in one spot for an overly long period of time. Just when he was starting to get used to the pace of her lips stretching across the massive girth of his spaded tip between her lips she would move her head. The softness of her nose and cheek as she buried her face between his furry soft thighs and into the white furred sack that held his baseball sized nuts.<br><br>When her wet warm tongue started to slip up the length of his fat shaft, from the throbbing knot that poked out of the furred sheath to the ridged tip that continued to leak precum from the tip to douse her eager tongue in his taste, he groaned and found his hips lifting into her face. As he did so the hand at the back of her head would tighten even more firmly, dragging the sharp nails across her scalp as his abs tightened in arousal. His deep heavy breathing was intended to slow his thoughts and control his arousal so that his hands wouldn't start to lose control and break her flesh. <br><br>To distract himself he focused on her lower body and his furred hand that kept her cute little tail trapped for that moment. Her body, like most nekos, was overly sensitive at her inhuman parts, and Mr. Carson's was glad to see that she was no different. His furred fingers slipped past her tail and his long arm ventured lower across her back. The weight of his forearm shifted from her lower back to her side against the couch as his long fingers stroked down the crack of her ass. His touch was a series of light teasing caresses as each finger, his smallest digit, ringer finger, and middle finger stroked over her tight little ass hole and then over her little taint that was slicked with the eagerness and cum from their first fuck. <br><br>His long index finger did not stop to join the rest as they lowered to start to tease her swollen slit between her thighs. Still remaining over her tight little asshole the index finger slowly circled and pressed a little firmer between those round smooth cheeks. The pressure against her tight pucker wasn't all that she would feel between her legs. His middle and index finger started to slide instantly between that slickened eager little slit while his small finger pressed further between her thighs to brush against her hard little clit that adorned the top. The wiggling fingers between her thighs worked with a skill that little Tulip could not have imagined before tonight. Mr. Carson had made it a habit of learning how to tease his pets to mold their minds to the point where they would give anything to hit that next peak. The Master wasn't trying to edge her tonight, and that was bad for the poor little neko because she was going to get every bit of his skill to try to make her cream herself enough that he could lube her tight little ass with her own juices. <br><br>The intial thrust into her was not deep and fast, but controlled as his thick furred fingers slipped into her recently fucked walls. His fingers were wiggling as every bit slipped past her entrance and dove&nbsp; directly against her G-spot to focus there as she tried to beat her first gag point. Tulips warm little hands would find his cock throbbing from the knotted base to the warm moist tip. Every inch of him was throbbing with arousal as her intoxicating scent was filling his sensitive nose. A deep groan slipped from his lips as she was trying to pass her next gag point and the slight raise of his hips made her gag even harder on him. It was a reminder of how much further she had to go, and that she was never really in control as the hand on the back of her head had faught her pull back for that moment. He did not make her gag for more than a moment before her released her head and his fingers started stroking against the rim of her laying ear. <br><br>"I'm very impressed with how you suck me Tulip. You must love the feel of my canine cock in your warm little mouth. " 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>07-01-2015, 03:21:57</strong>
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				All Tulip was focused on was bringing Mr. Carson the pleasure that she could with her mouth and her little hands, and simply the presence of her willing, nude body. While she was alone with Mr. Carson, the other girls in the house didn't matter, didn't exist. In fact, it was as if she was in her own little world with him. What would it be like, to be the only girl who knelt beside him? To be the only girl he would call upon when the time came to feel pleasure? To be the one who he lusted for and the only one his eyes would fall upon? It was unrealistic, she knew that, but it was still nice to think about that maybe, some day, she'd be trained and sold to someone who would fit all of those voids in her life. Tulip was hopelessly romantic for someone in her position, but she didn't think it was something impossible to shoot for, in the long run. There had be to Masters out there just looking for the perfect fit, the one girl who they'd been waiting on. Tulip only hoped that she would be able to fill those shoes... eventually.<br><br>At the feeling of Mr. Carson's nails tightening almost too-sharply on her scalp, she was brought back to the reality of the situation. She would gasp as he tightened around her, making her moan softly, with an edge. Like she was a bit fearful of his claws breaking her flesh, though not necessarily fearful just because of the pain that would be inflicted. She was fearful because pain was a bad trigger for her, a trigger that could lead to her turning into the broken thing he'd bought originally, which had been fleshed out from the pain on her body. Mr. Carson, as always, was in control though, and the moment was gone just as quickly as it had came. <br><br>The fluffy tail trapped between his fingers was continuously moving, brushing against him softly and twitching, wriggling with the feelings she couldn't quite express. It was a sensitive little thing, just like her ears, and responded the moment they came into contact with something. His fingers were soon trailing lower, and Tulip was responding, without her mouth stopping. She was still sucking, working on passing her gag points, but her entire spine seemed to stiffen as the pad of his finger trailed over her asshole. It was as if he'd pressed a button; she was no longer relaxed at all. There was scarring around the puckered little ring of muscle and it made her tremble to feel him testing the resistance present. His other fingers were a welcome distraction, trailing over her moistened slit and delving between her bare lips between her legs. He even trailed a bit over the swollen, aching clit engorged near the top, which made a trembling wave rush through her and a moan surround his cock heatedly.<br><br>Another groan left her lips as he pushed his fingers into her and instantly seemed to find her g-spot. She gagged around him once more, her hips pressing back against his fingers, though still tensing and trembling at the finger teasing along her back door. Even her little tail had stiffened with the anticipation. Her floppy ears bounced a bit as she bobbed a little more, working past the next gag point to only feel the tip of his hips angling into her and causing her to gag hard. She coughed around him, her cheeks flaring read and her eyes watering as she shuddered and squeezed the base of him in her grasp. When he granted her release, she was gasping softly, a whimper trembling from her lips as she licked them and tilted her head towards his hand that was stroking the rim of her sensitive ear. His words made her hum happily, preening beneath his praising tone, before she looked at him and actually cocked a grin in his direction.<br><br>Her head dipped and she dragged her nose along his length, inhaling his musk as she spoke. "I love it, Master... having your thick, hard cock in my mouth," she murmured quietly, finding that in her comfortable state around him, the dirty talk left her mouth without much filter. Judging from how she'd started, a quaking little thing afraid to raise her head, it was showing some effort being made on her part. Soon after she spoke, she was licking the pre-cum from his head once more and taking him down again, working on the gag point while occasionally grinding back against his hand as he teased her g-spot, making her insides ripple and tense around him. It wouldn't take much - sucking his cock had already gotten her terribly aroused. It wouldn't take much for him to push her over the edge once more.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>09-01-2015, 19:46:09</strong>
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				The sight of her little tail wiggling was beyond cute, and with it propped there just at the top of her round perky ass he couldn't hardly ignore the way it wiggled happily as his hands worked over her body. Of course he wasn't overly sure about what was turning him on the most. It could have most obviously been the way her warm little mouth wrapped around his massive cock as she struggled to take more and more of it down the depths of her throat as the thick throbbing shaft stretched into the depths of her throat with no hint of submission to her tight throat muscles that strained as she forced inch after inch of his cock down into the depths of her mouth. By now she was easily beyond half of the length, but her gag reflex was fighting her before she could even get to the deflated knot. <br><br>The sweet dirty words that came moaning from her cock hungry lips sent a rush of pleasure through his mind. Sure she was instructed to say the words, but when he looked into her bright eyes hazed with lust he knew that she was fully devoted to the words without the slightest hesitation. When she gagged an intense spasm squeezed the length of his fat cock Mr. Carson's abs contracted to hold back the intense rush of pleasure that had his white furred knots squeezing against the base of his cock eager to dump another load into his newest pet. The flipper had another idea though, tightening his fingers into her hair he gently pulled her mouth back off the full length of his throbbing thick pecker so she could see just how much she had taken with the new gag points. <br><br>"You have improved my pet. " His hand holding her soft blonde hair pushed her face down into the base of his cock into his furry thighs and the round heavy balls that were thick with the stench of his manhood. "Now show me how much that little tongue of yours can work. You have had enough practice gagging on my cock tonight. " His hand released the tight hold on her hair and went once again to stroking over her tender long bunny ears. <br><br>While he instructed her upper half the hand on her lower half never took a moment to give her a chance to catch her breath or fight the arousal building within her loins. The strong furred brown fingers were continuing the deep and steady masturbations that penetrated deep into the fucked pink walls to drive against her g-spot with each thrust. He did not pull back immediately once he hit it, instead the long two fingers rubbed across the tender sensitive area with no hesitation or regard for what her upper half was focusing on. His smallest finger was sliding over her erect little clit with soft gentle strokes that were in such a violent contrast to her own touch that her mind could hardly register it as the same part of her body being used. His little finger gently coiled and circled around her erect pink nub teasing intentions that were building her orgasm faster as she rippled around him. <br><br>The true reason he was working over her pussy with his fingers was not forgotten as the Master's index finger continued to circle around her tight little pucker. The swirling touch of his finger increased slowly as she felt herself try to fight it only to have his words echo in her ear. " Give in to your master. " The long index finger suddenly pushed into her tight little ass the moment he felt her resistance faulter. She was suddenly filled with that one furred finger but only 2 thirds of the way down, and he watched as her body react to what he just did to her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>11-01-2015, 16:33:23</strong>
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				Tulip was a little surprised, startled really, as he tightened his fingers into her hair and pulled her off of his thick, fat cock. She slid off of it with a slurping sound, a whimper leaving her before she turned her cerulean gaze up towards him with a bit of hesitation. Had she done something wrong? She was panting, her cheeks and features flushed with a bright pink hue, and her lips were a bit swollen and moist from her work on his cock. His fingers were still pumping and teasing into her pussy, making her clench and tense around him as a weak moan slipped out of her mouth. It was a husky, delicate sound now that it was able to be heard with her mouth freed. She preened beneath his praise of her improving, glad that he had removed her not because something was wrong, but because he wanted her to know and wanted her to do something different. <br><br>Her neck was bending submissively as she let him push her face down, a soft sound leaving her when her nose nuzzled against his balls and the base of his cock. So he wanted her tongue to work? She could manage that. The little bunny gave him a nod to show she was listening, and she instantly began to lick over the base of his cock and along his balls. She even suckled on them a little - though she couldn't really pull the whole thing into her mouth at once. It was a little wide for her, especially with how much her jaw had already been stretched around his massive shaft. She licked and nuzzled, sniffling and worshiping his cock as best as she could while her breasts were rested against his massive thigh and strained over it. Her pert little ass was still wiggling a bit in the air, her ears twitching slightly as he stroked over them, releasing her hair once she'd gotten to work.<br><br>Moans constantly were emitting from the little bunny, especially since he would never let up on how he was teasing her and constantly pressing against her g-spot. Her movements, which had been timid and subtle, were growing and becoming more obvious. Her hips would jerk against him, pressing forward and trembling. Her fluffy tail was doing the same thing, moving constantly as she squirmed and breathed heavily against his large balls. The feeling of his pinky gliding over her clit, making her rock forward against the sensitive feeling, while her internal muscles began to clamp and twitch around his furred fingers. She was climbing rapidly towards orgasm, her chest heaving gently against his thigh as she moaned against his cock and balls. <br><br>Her heartbeat began to race the moment that he rolled his finger around her little puckered asshole. She was tensed as he continued to press against it, working against the natural resistance. His words echoed into her ears, making her quake beneath him as her little hole gave way beneath his finger. A cry left her lips and she instantly was clamped around him, her body trembling, even as she tried to obey. She was trying to relax, to give in to his orders, but her ass was something of a sensitive topic. Her little tail even stopped moving as she hesitated, whimpering at the feeling of his finger inside of her ass. Then, she shuddered as her entire frame clamped around him and she ended the moment with an orgasm - an orgasm that rolled through her body and made her arch, crying out suddenly and with a bit of surprise tinged on the edge of the sound. She hadn't anticipated being so overwhelmed that this was the result... but she couldn't complain, since it tended to mask how it felt to have a finger in such a delicate place.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>14-01-2015, 06:09:30</strong>
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				Her gagging on his cock had been a wonderful sensation, the muscles of her throat spasming around the achingly hard canine length that filled her throat to capacity had nearly tossed him over the edge into orgasm. That is why he needed her to stop and change tactics so he could focus on something other than holding back on his orgasm. His other task was very obvious, training her tight little asshole to properly take his cock. The flipper was rather saddened to feel how her body reacted to the sudden intrusion of his thick index finger forcing into her tight little asshole, but he understood her trepidation from the rough history her previous owner had with her once virgin ass. <br><br>Mr. Carson glanced down between his thighs as he watched her innocent pretty little head moved against the heavy white furred balls between his strong thighs. His legs were opened rather wide for her to access more of his nuts as her skilled little tongue licked across the enlarged base of his deflated knot that still stood slightly wider than the rest of his long shaft that towered magnificently above her. The softness of her little breasts pinned into his thigh was hard not to notice thanks to her pierced little nipples that gained a bit of sensation from his furred leg that would occasionally flex thanks to her skilled tongue rolling over a particularly sensitive spot on his cock. <br><br>His hand between her thighs was getting more and more moist by the moment. She wasn't given a chance to recover like he was getting now that he ordered her head off his cock. His long skilled fingers were working inside her sweet moist cunt in ways that he knew Graves had never bothered to spoil her with. The middle and ring finger were swirling around in her against her sensitive g-spot when her body clenched down on him. He knew what was coming and she was given no reprieve from the pleasurable sensations that he was sending rocketing through her body with every movement of his fingers. The sudden orgasm was encouraged by his fingers that were stroking across her ears as well as the finger he had filled her ass with. Gently the long finger was sliding in and out of her tight tender little asshole as her cunt clutched and squeezed his fingers.<br><br>The pace of his fingers moving within her didn't slow down in the slightest as her orgasm rocked through her body. Afterall he had a plan to help lube up her little asshole and to complete the task he needed his finger absolutely dripping with her juices. Mr. Carson's little finger that was teasing on her clit shifted from the light teasing caresses to fast short flicks that had the furred digit exciting her little clit in ways that she would have a difficult time trying to ignore. Between his legs he watched as her mouth had more or less stopped its movements on his cock that was starting to lay back due to the time she had kept him fully erect and her moment of pleasure that drew her attention away. <br><br>Once her orgasm had subsided his wet fingers were pulled away from her slick little cunt and he allowed her a few moments to recover without any of his fingers filling any of her lower holes. His wet fingers began stroking over her tight little asshole as his touch circled around her long ears. With her head in his lap. Rock hard abs were the resting spot of the tip of his cock as he looked down at his little slave as she tried to recover from her latest orgasm. Once she was starting to recover she was greeted with his voice. " I think it is time we made our way to the bedroom. I am going to give your cute little ass a butt plug to help train it, and then I'm going to get you on all fours on my bed and fuck you doggy style till I'm knotted deep in your soaking little cunt and I can't go anymore. " His fingers combing through her hair gently pull a few locks away from her face. " Doesn't that sound like a good way to end our evening? Now get up and I'll show you the way to my room. " Mr. Carson remained seated and waited for her to find her feet in those high heels and the stockings that still covered her legs. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>16-01-2015, 16:07:43</strong>
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				The orgasm that he was drawing out of Tulip had left her speechless and quaking against his thigh. Her nipples were brushing against his thigh, pressing hard into his strong, furred muscle. Her fingers were clenched gently on the same muscle, while her little mouth was panting near his large nuts. She occasionally managed to recall that she should be licking him, and her little pink tongue would flicker out to give him a stroke or two. But the little bunny wasn't used to so much pleasure in one day. It was affecting her focus, though she was trying her best. She was sure that her orgasm would not have phased her as much had it not involved his finger in her ass. That seemed to throw her completely, distract her simply because it was something that made her nervous. Sure, it had felt good, in a strange way... Graves had never made it feel good, but she was still extremely hesitant about the whole thing. Her acceptance of him, though, as her Master seemed to prove that she was at least trusting of him.<br><br>Soon, Mr. Carson was completely withdrawing from her body, and she squeezed after him. A whimper found its way out of her throat as she quivered a little beneath him. Her mind cleared suddenly; she recalled what she was supposed to be doing. Briefly, she wondered if she was going to get in trouble, her little ribs heaving as she tried to catch her breath in the aftermath of her intense orgasm. Her body was truly trying to recover now that he was completely absent from her, but his voice caused her ears to twitch slightly on top of her head. He wanted to move to the bedroom, and he was going to put a butt plug inside of her. She instantly was clenched atop him, unsure about what the butt plug would be like. But the tensing of that instantly changed to a quiver of anticipation as she moaned softly, hearing that he wanted her to be on all fours on his bed so he could fuck and knot her that way. Her favorite position? She shuddered happily and nodded to show she'd been listening, her head tilting naturally as he stroked some of her hair away from her face.<br><br>"Y-Yes, Master..." Her voice cracked a little bit before she adjusted and moved, leaning her body back to rest her ass cheeks against her heels. Her legs quaked and shook as she adjusted them off of the couch. Her heels hit the floor and she paused, her little tail wriggling at the base of her spine as she worked to concentrate on standing. She was shaky in heels, at best, when she was in her right mind. Her body was weaker right now and would take a minute or two to truly recover. She held onto the couch as she stood, her knees weakly shaking for a moment before she managed to lock them and stand up on her own. Her chest was rising and falling softly, her body managing to straighten rather easily now that she was almost recovered completely from her orgasm. Her ears perked halfway, twitching lightly as she glanced towards her Master and looked back down. In her head, she hoped that she would be able to make it to the bedroom with no issues in those heels. And she also hoped that it wasn't too far away... more distance meant more time and room to make mistakes in those complex shoes.<br><br>"Alright, Master. I'm ready."<br><br>At least, she hoped she was ready. Her little hands traveled down and she bent at the waist, tugging up her stockings to pull them back up above her knees so they would rest in the same place they originally did. She straightened back up and smiled gently, shifting a bit on her feet for the first time with anticipation at the idea of what he'd said he was going to do to her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>23-01-2015, 00:49:51</strong>
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				((Sorry for the delay!))<br><br>Mr. Carson was ready to conclude the night with his little pet and make very sure that she would remember her first night in his house so fondly that it made her little cunt juicy at the very thought of it. The squeezing of her body was noticed as he drew his fingers away and her eagerness to maintain the feeling of pleasure in her body was a trait he wanted to encourage, but for these few moments his hand slid across her ass and gave the round little ass cheek a playful squeeze before she spoke and started to adjust her little body. Mr. Carson's sat back in the large soft couch to allow her freedom in movement to find her feet and adjust herself to be comfortable on her new high heels. <br><br>The weight of his warm green eyes caressed across her bare ass that his finger had just been probing and teasing as she steadied herself on the slender points of her heels. Mr. Carson's was seeing the obvious signs that the shoes she was wearing were very possibly the first pair of shoes she had ever been allowed to wear. Her training on the shoes would take time, and no matter how willing her mind was to cooperate with everything her body would take some time training. While she was still shuddering those toned little legs his hand reached out to steady her with a grasp around the outside of her thigh above where the top of her stocking had settled. The simple touch assured her that he wasn't going to let her fall as long as she tried to stay standing, and his thumb, gently stroking up her inner thigh, was to encourage her to maintain her arousal. <br><br>The large canine moved to his feet in a smooth movement. Pushing his large feet into the ground was all his body seemed to need before he was standing erect next to her with the engorged length of his large cock still slightly angled upwards. Of course the few moments she had been ignoring it allowed the length to slightly shrink, but not enough that it looked flaccid in anyway. No the thick pink dog cock still looked like it could thrust deep into her at any moment. She did not get the sight for long as he stepped away from the couch just moments after standing and exited the living area with the expectation she would follow. <br><br>Mr. Carson's broad nude physique led the way through the hallway opposite of which she entered. The hard wood floor was covered in a long thick rug that would deaden the clicking of her heels, but he could still hear her with his sensitive black tipped ears. The broad muscular expanse of his shoulders shifted with his strides that also had his large arms swaying slightly with the movement. Just above his ass the bushy brown tail wagged idly as he led her through the hallway. The scent of her body and the lust that she was giving off was still thick in his mind, and it was frustratingly hard to control himself long enough to walk her down the hallway into the large room at the end of it. <br><br>Once in the main chamber of the master suite Tulip was left to admire the large master suite that was just as big as the room she had just left. A door to her right was open and the light of the large walk in closet was trickling out into the bed room which contained a king sized 4 post bed, each post having a ring to hold a cuff on it, a number of large wooden dressers and bed side tables, and large windows that were currently covered with thick navy blue curtains that shut out the light from the night sky. To Tulip's left was the entrance to the master bathroom, but the door was closed for now. Mr. Carson's had moved through the room to a large chest of drawers off to the side of the bed, but not so far that he needed more than three steps to close the distance. The bed was over 3 feet off the ground, and would take a bit of a hop or climb for Tulip to mount it, but that's what he expected. <br><br>"Now get on the bed, on all fours with your head facing the head board and your cute little ass high in the air. " He spoke as he looked through the collection that he had in the drawer she could not currently see into. "Make sure your legs are spread nice and wide for me pet. I want to see your puffy eager pussy through your thighs as well as that cute little tail. " After she got in position she would hear the sound of the drawer he was looking in closing as he turned towards the bed. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>24-01-2015, 23:50:28</strong>
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				(No worries!)<br><br>The little bunny's eyes couldn't stay on the floor, even as she wandered behind Mr. Carson. She would gaze down only occasionally to make sure not to trip and stumble on the rug - something she was <em>extremely</em> worried would happen - but for a majority of the trip, her eyes were wandering on the back of Mr. Carson. She would observe the massive expanse of his spine and shoulders, enjoying how the muscles shifted and moved beneath his taut flesh and soft fur. She also would find her eyes wandering down towards his ass, causing a blush to rise into her cheeks as her little tail wriggled at the sight of his own tail swaying back and forth. There were a few times that she would stumble, but overall, she was capable of making it to the bedroom without any major issues. Her excitement was still high in the air, leaving a scent thick around her very presence and keeping her heart rate up. Her moistness remained between her legs, wanting and waiting for the promise of his cock inside of her, taking her from behind and fucking her into the mattress of his own bed. His very own bed! Mr. Graves had never allowed Tulip in his own room... she'd only ever been kept in the community harem room, or in a smaller, single room with a mattress or basket on the floor.<br><br>Her ears twitched, perking up as they approached his bedroom and she paused, waiting to see where he would direct her once they entered the room. Granted, it was good he didn't immediately direct her - as a neko, she often liked taking the time to get acclimated to new surroundings. Her eyes instantly scanned everything, catching a glance of a shut door that she assumed led to a master bathroom. She admired the bed as if she yearned to throw herself on it and just sleep for days. The poor thing never had a real bed, after all. She was sure that after Mr. Carson was done exhausting her, she would get the best sleep of her life, no matter what bed she was in: his or her own. Her bushy little tail continued to wriggle behind her, eagerly giving her away as she ducked her head once he began to give her orders, walking away from her himself. She gazed curiously towards him, wondering what he was getting... then remembering what it might be. The plug. The idea sent a nervous shiver down her spine before she nodded, murmuring a quiet 'Yes, Master' before she attempted to walk to the bed as gracefully as she could. And she managed, to an extent. That is, until she got to the edge of the very tall bed.<br><br>A frown graced her cute little face before she wriggled her nose. Then, she shifted a bit, turning around and bracing her hands on the top of the bed. Using it as leverage, she hoisted herself up, landing gently on her backside and causing herself to bounce slightly. Giving herself a triumphant little grin, she adjusted and did what he ordered her to, crawling towards the center of the bed and positioning herself onto all fours like it was a position she was terribly familiar with. Her ass was raised high into the air, her legs spread to reveal her moist sex and her wriggling tail that was nestled right above her rosebud. As he shut the drawer, her ears flopped forward and she sucked in a breath, suddenly remembering why she was in this position... and what was going to come first. Her heart rate spiked enormously and she shivered, her little hands gripping at the sheets as she tried her best to stay strong. Unfortunately, with her past, she was still very nervous at the idea of something... anything going inside of her using that entrance. Her back door had been abused and it would take quite a lot of work for her to fully feel comfortable with the idea of using it again.<br><br>"Master... I'm nervous."<br><br>The admission was a very soft one, leaving her lips on an exhale as she lowered her head. It was as though she was ashamed to admit it, which she was, in a sense. Her little tail was even wagging slower, as if becoming alert to how cautious the rest of her bodily stance seemed to be. Her hands gripped tighter at the sheets and she worried her bottom lip through her teeth. She knew that he would take care of her, that she should trust him, but it was more than that for Tulip. When Mr. Graves had told her the same lines - though, more in the sense that she <em>should</em> trust him because it was her <em>place</em> - he hadn't taken care of her. He'd tore her, rather severely, and then left her to heal on her own with no help. He'd locked her away and hadn't come to check on her for days. So, her hesitation was natural, of course. And though Mr. Carson had proven to be very, very different from Mr. Graves, she still preferred to communicate her hesitations. It made her feel better, knowing that Mr. Carson might actually care about what she was thinking and feeling during these moments while he was training her. It was a very pleasant reassurance. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>27-01-2015, 19:55:44</strong>
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				The bed was soft under her little hands. Even when she just pushed her small dainty little palms into the soft down comforter it gave enough to embrace her small hands in the softness and warmth that was promised for being in her master's bed. Beneath the thick down comforter his king-sized mattress was considered firm to most of his status, but to the little slave it felt like sleeping on a cloud. The head of the bed was covered in four large pillows that matched the intricate design of the green comforter with black designs across it. The large pillows held the lingering scent of her master's head from his nights spend there, and even a few of his loose hairs remained lingering on the pillows. Even without him there she was surrounded by the aura of the faint scent of his master, but it was not the pheromone laced scent that she had been assaulted with on the couch, but more of the familiar scent from their first moments together in the bar. <br><br>"That is natural when trying something new my pet." His deep words were reassuring as he carried the butt plug in his large fist as he strutted from the large dresser and back to the bed. She would not see him moving in this position, but her sensitive little ears would pick up the soft footfalls of the predatory canine as he moved towards the bed where she was position just as he had told her to be. "You're a good girl and I know you will trust me. That's what I require from you if you wish to remain in my place to fulfill your training I don't have the patience to put up with a uppity disrespectful little girl, but I know that's not you is it Tulip?" Mr. Carson's large furred hand reached out to gently caress her small little ass that was just so perfectly grabbable that he couldn't resist touching it as she presented it to him. Mr. Carson truly appreciated how Tulip was a little different in physique that his other girls. She was a petite little thing that looked a bit younger than she actually was but every inch of her feminine features left him with an ache in his loins. She was just developed enough to make him want her while not being so over developed that anything was too soft, not that he didn't like a voluptuous woman, but Tulip reminded him more of his little mouse rather than his canine right hand. <br><br>His large hand swirled around her ass cheek as he climbed onto the bed behind her. The weight of his large muscular body joining her on the bed caused the cushions to give slightly around her knees as he positioned himself down over her legs. He stood tall on his knees on the bed with his tall body standing fully erect above her. His thick canine cock had deflated slightly while he had walked to the bedroom and retrieved the butt plug. Mr. Carson's large canine cock was dropped between the cheeks of her ass and the warmth and the weight of his cock split her round little ass cheeks. It was not long before she could feel his powerful cock starting to slide between her ass cheeks. The girth of his cock was slick with the mixture of the cocktail of juices that had clung to it which was predominantly now her saliva from the prolonged blowjob on the couch. <br><br>One large hand palmed across her ass cheeks and sqeezed her tight little ass cheeks tighter around his thick girth that pulsed between her cheeks. His other hand held the butt plug was sliding between her legs. The plug was a cool steel toy that was now sliding between her thighs. The pointed tip of his massive canine cock was pushing against the base of her tail and the soft fur was being teased by his thick broad slightly spaded cock head that was hottdogging between her perky little cheeks. The jeweled plug was being worked between her thighs with his skilled fingers sliding the cool steel of the plug was being pushed into her recently fucked pussy that was going to be reintroduced to his powerful cock that was starting to thicken with each beat of his heart that she could feel growing with each beat of his heart. <br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">plug</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i01.i.aliimg.com/wsphoto/v0/1981483195/S103-1PC-Butt-Toy-Plug-Anal-Insert-Stainless-font-b-Steel-b-font-Metal-Plated-font.jpg)</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>29-01-2015, 17:02:29</strong>
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				Tulip found comfort in the soft material, considering how she'd been denied such luxuries when employed as a pet for Graves. It was so soft that she was certain the only thing she'd ever felt softer was her own fur on her ears and tail. That was significantly soft when well maintained, and the bathing she'd gotten earlier was proving to show her best qualities in that aspect. Her little tail wriggled and swayed, though more in a hesitant pace than it did whenever she was eager or anticipating something. Her little ears, mostly flopped to the side, were pressed back to encapsulate her nervousness even moreso for him. His words seemed to calm her a little, reassuring her of his understanding nature, so different from what she had become used to in the past. Her knees adjusted slightly as he got onto the bed behind her, weighing down the mattress far more than she ever could and she sucked in a gentle breath at the feeling of his heat behind her.<br><br>Her scent almost instantly thickened in the air, arousal rising in her quickly. However, his words brought her back into focus on their conversation. "No, Master, it's not. I just want to be a good girl for you, Master." Her words were spoken instantly, but not robotically. No - she spoke with conviction, sincerity in the truth of them. Tulip knew she could be a good girl, make a good little slave for someone someday, but she just needed some more training. And if Mr. Carson was going to give up on her, she was sure no one else would be up to the task. Graves had talked about how the flipper was 'one of the best' and probably one of the 'few who could actually teach the bitch something'. The thoughts of the bear were pushed out by his hand touching along the sensitive flesh of her ass, startling her a moment as she shuddered and sucked in a sharp breath. It was such a wanton feeling and it was one that she enjoyed immensely. In fact, the squeezing and tugging that often occurred when in this position was one of Tulip's favorite parts of being fucked like this. It wasn't something she ever shared, though; these acts weren't about her, after all. It didn't matter if she liked it.<br><br>The little bunny could sense him, feel his presence rising tall behind her, shadowing her beneath him. It was intimidating, probably, to most... except Tulip found a sense of comfort in the feeling. Mr. Carson wasn't going to hurt her, and she was sure that the pretty penny he'd paid for her would prompt him to protect her, should she need it. She felt safe with him, safe for the first time since she'd been in this 'line of work'. If you could call it that. A soft moan left her as Mr. Carson's large cock dropped between her ass cheeks, rubbing against the warmth of them, soaking her in her own saliva from the previous blowjob she'd given him. She continued to softly moan for him, her body rocking a little with the action of his thrusting, causing her perky breasts to sway slightly beneath her. Then, she felt something distinctly different rubbing between her legs: the plug. She caught a glimpse of it and she stiffened a little, her heart racing in her chest as she tried to remain as calm as possible and trying to douse her nervousness with his actions of rubbing along her ass cheeks and how the plug felt between her thighs.<br><br>As he worked his cock between her pert ass cheeks, her little tail was constantly wriggling and swaying, teasing the head of his massive length. Her hips arched and rubbed, responding positively to him working the plug between her thighs. It was slowly becoming slick with her own juices, and a gasp lifted from her as he began to push the plug inside of her moist pussy. Her back arched gently and she moaned a bit louder, the stiff part of her ears flopping back to reveal the softness on the inside of them as they brought the floppy part back with them for the first time. Her little fists clutched at the sheets beneath her while her breasts pushed out a little. Each little motion, each rub or twist, was drawing a response from her - and so far, they were all positive responses. She only hoped that they could remain that way, if this new adventure went as planned. She knew that Mr. Carson had explained he would push her limits, possibly making her hurt in the process, and the idea was intimidating. It was probably another factor influencing her hesitation, but she was desperately trying to get past that point. She just wanted to be a good girl, after all.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>29-01-2015, 20:51:45</strong>
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				Tulip's quick answer to his statement was exactly what he had expected from her even after the little time they had spent together over the last hours. She wasn't going to fight him when he told her he wanted something, but she wasn't going to try to fulfill his request the best she could. He had seen a decent number of slaves with her very same mentality and all of them had found a very good home by the time he was finished with them, not to mention they all turned quite a bit of profit for him as well. The young little bunny neko was showing a number of very good signs already, but it was just the first day and she would need to keep up this attitude to prove to him it was her true self. She could not see it as he moved behind her but her words had earn a smile that crossed his lips as he mounted the bed and put himself in the position behind her. <br><br>Mr. Carson's view was of her scarred but treated back that was raised over his large bed just as he had asked. Her round little ass had his canine prick throbbing patiently between the perky little cheeks that started to quickly join in with the movement of his hips once she realized what he was doing. The male's hand that rested on her round firm butt slid off to the side away from squeezing her cheeks together and began sliding around the outside of her hips. The canine alpha's hips were moving in pace with her own, and with each thrust against her his throbbing cock shaft pressed against her tight little asshole. From behind his heavy furred nuts were also gently smacking against the under side of her ass and across her bare little mound where his other hand was working the steel plug. <br><br>"You're really getting into this position aren't you pet. " His free hand circled around the outside of her thigh and then took hold of her petite thigh in his strong grip. The strength of his grip was enough so that his canine claws were beginning to dig slightly into the flesh of her leg as his hips continued to slowly slide his canine fuckstick in the crack of her pretty ass. The way her furry little tail was wiggling at the small of her back was enough to tell her master she was enjoying this immensely, and the feel of her bunny furred tail teasing his spaded cock tip was beyond anything he had ever experienced. The furred tail was incredibly soft and with each thrust of his cock through her slick ass cheeks the head was assaulted by the furred pleasure. The tip of his cock was soon leaking precum as she had ignited his lust through pleasure and the lewd sounds of her eager moans that filled his bedroom. His hips kept hot dogging his massive cock between her cheeks as his fingers manipulating the butt plug were literally fucking her tight little cunt with the bulbous plug that was not even as thick as her new master's cock. <br><br>After a few minutes of watching her from above Mr. Carson's body was showing the signs of arousal itself. His strong washboard abs were tight from the deep controlled thrusting that had been controlled by his upper body. His maw slightly parted with his tongue parting slightly out of it as his deep green eyes had feasted on the erotic show of her back arching and twisting to contort her round little ass in even more pleasurable ways upon his cock. Suddenly though everything was taken away from her. His hand that had been holding her hip slipped away and lifted the girth of his long cock from between her cheeks. The butt plug that was now coated in her juices was completely pulled out from her little eager cunt. <br><br>However she didn't have to wait long because the moment he pulled the plug out the head of his cock was stuffed right back in. The buttplug was dropped to the bed for a moment completely forgotten and her hips were suddenly taken over by his large hands grabbing a hold on both sides. A growl of possession and lust slipped past his lips as Mr. Carson's knew she wasn't going to resist, but even before she had a chance to truly get a mental handle on the fact she was once again plugged with just the fat tip of his spaded canine cock he yanked her hips violently back down against him. Mr. Carson's strength was apparent and although the position was such that he could have just pulled her all the way back against him and had him knot deep in her he also added a thrust. His muscular torso contracting so when their hips collided even more force was rippled through her body. The hard thrust had not been just to impale is massive throbbing cock into her, but to satie his lust she had built.<br><br>From behind her he completely skipped the slow steps of build up and went into just roughly fucking his new bunny doggy style. His large hands gripping tightly on her hips as his only focus for now was keeping up the pace that had his hips slamming into her ass and his heavy balls swaying up and smacking her bare soaked mound with each thrust. The scent of her eager dripping sex and pheromones had got to him in ways that he couldn't even fully comprehend at this point, and just seeing her so helpless and willing he couldn't help but take her. The predetorial Alpha side of the master that was very rarely shown to others was bristling forth from the surface as his grip on her hips tightened harder with each deep thrust as he fucked her with a relentlessness that was born from lust. He did not speak but another pleasure laced growl vibrated through his body, and to her it had to be taken as a compliment that she had him at a point beyond words. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>01-02-2015, 02:18:11</strong>
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				Tulip was completely aware of where his hands were on her body. It was as though he'd left hot prints on her body wherever he touched, leaving trails that she was sure were visible, but knew that they weren't. The little bunny squirmed as his hand shifted from her butt to around her hips, her soft skin giving beneath the pressure of his fingertips and his claws. She was picking up the speed in which she was thrusting back against his own thrusts, more moans and soft trills of pleasure leaving her lips as her chest softly heaved beneath the rest of her body. Each time he slapped his nuts against her bare mound, the wanton motion got her moaning more sharply and eagerly. It made her clench as well, her muscles tightening a little and her hips bucking back against his thrusting, hot-dogging cock. Her little ears flopped continuously and her hands seemed to always shift and clench at the sheets, in constant motion as her heart pounded in her head and shot a line straight down through her body to her warm, tight little cunt that was positively soaking for him.<br><br>"Y-Yes, Master." She loved it, loved it more than she would ever express unless he asked her directly. He was grabbing onto her thigh now, digging into it with his claws and drawing a soft, sharp cry from her lips. Her tail still waggled, despite the bite of pain from his claws that seemed to only sharpen all of her senses even more. Her toes curled a little near him, on either side of his strong calves. The little bunny was completely overwhelmed with all of the sensations that he was providing for her - the claws, his hands on her, his thick cock parting her ass cheeks widely and how he was firmly managing to keep her in place without much physical touch. He was fucking the plug in and out of her pussy, making her moan and cry out for him. None of her pleasurable sounds formed into words, her mind lost in the littering of emotions that was running through her. Her scent was tangy and fresh in the air surrounding them, having fully come back to its strength in order to mingle with his own.<br><br>His own scent and his body were becoming more tense behind her; she could sense his arousal as it began to rise within him. His muscles were tightening against her body, and his motions were a little jerkier. And his scent. It was filtering into her senses, thickening her arousal and causing it to rise sharply inside of her body. It wouldn't take much at all to bring her to cum, she was sure of it. Clenching around the plug as it withdrew, she whined deeply, a yearning sound leaving her as she pressed back with a strong amount of wanting. In a very primal way, Tulip didn't want him to stop. She wanted him to keep bringing her pleasure, to bring her to that peak and push her over without giving her any kind of rest. She wanted to be writhing in the sheets beneath him, lost in an orgasmic high and trying desperately to retain some kind of a solid mental state-<br><br>Her world felt shattered the moment he pulled his cock back and adjusted it to thrust back into her stretched canal. Despite their previous activity, his sheer size caused her - no, forced her - to stretch tightly around his cock and clench down on it, rippling as he pulled her back and filled her to the brim with all of him. She cried out louder than before, the butt plug forgotten completely in her mind as she lost herself to the sensation of how tightly he was filling her up once more. It was a different thing in this position; here, he was hitting spaces differently and stroking her sweet g-spot with almost every thrust inside of her. She writhed a bit and arched beneath him, her ears flopping back and her tail wriggling at a rapid pace above her tight little rosebud. "Master!" The cry was breathless, but also satisfied. It was a complete sense of satisfaction to have him filling her up, leaving no part of her cunt untouched by his massive phallus. A tremble rocked her spine and she clutched at the sheets so hard that her knuckles were white. <br><br>He was fucking her, fucking her practically senseless and leaving her without reprieve. The little bunny was constantly crying out, rippling around his cock and clenching his entire length when he pushed in and pulled out, as if trying to suck him back inside her eagerly waiting body. Again, the wanton feeling of his balls slapping her mound had her pressing back into his harsh thrusts like her life depended upon it. Her head tipped back and her face could be seen, arched towards the ceiling as her ears flopped back on her back and her hair brushed back. Her eyes were closed, her mouth opened as she panted and moaned. Her breasts were thrust forward, bouncing with his harsh thrusts. And she loved it. It was written all over her features, in each lilt of her cries for him... all of it. She was loving the pleasure she was getting more than anything else. She'd been denied these things for far too long and Tulip deserved to feel this kind of happiness. The fact that her Master was giving it to her, growling behind her and fucking her into a position that could be described as one of her favorites, seemed to be a plus.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>06-02-2015, 17:55:50</strong>
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				Her tightness had not been forgotten in the hour that had passed between the last time he had his big thick canine cock impaled into his little bunny, but what impressed him was how much she had recovered from the first round. She was just as tight as she had been the very first time he had slowly thrust his massive aching hard dick into her wet pussy. Now she was even slicker from the build up of the combination of juices and the fact that he had been relentless in stoaking the fire of her arousal since she came to him after dinner. <br><br>The fruits of his labor were clear in simply how much his thickly muscled fur covered thighs were matted down with wetness that was nearly everything but sweat. As he slammed his powerful violently hard cock into her gripping moist fuck hole his body was racked with pleasure, and his damp thighs were ramming into the back of her own. With each thrust he completely impaled her on his cock without regard for the pain nor pleasure of his sweet bunny. Tulip had turned a switch on with her master, something she had accomplished by flaunting her young sexy physique without humility. The way she so diligently preformed the tasks he set out before her. Not to mention the way her body reacted so perfectly to his. Mr. Carson couldn't get enough of watching her fluff ball of a tail wiggle uncontrollably in contrast to watching the fat girth of his cock splitting her thighs as he was using his strength to yank her ass back against his thrusting hips. <br><br>From this position the broad pointed tip of his cock was ramming against her g-spot with each deep thrust as his pace was fast enough to show off his stamina and fitness to his little pet if she had any doubts about him. His pants were loud enough that her sensitive little ears could pick of the growls of pleasure that left his lips every time his hips came slamming into her and his fat cum filled balls swung up and spanked across her erect clit. The massive canine's thighs were spread wide&nbsp; on the bed but his calves were pressed against her bare lower legs, and his mind was concious enough to feel her perfect little toes curling with pleasure as he took his way with her doggie style. <br><br>While he kept fucking her sweet slick pussy relentlessly with his massive steel hard cock meat he wasn't just letting her hips stay in one place. His strong hands that kept hold of her hips were using their grip like a lead and forcing her lower half to roll and gyrate while he fucked her. Every inch of her insides were stretched further as his strong arms commanded her hips to move in a way that was more like a dancer leading his partner than a master leading his slave. He would push her hips one way, but give her enough leeway to add her own flare to it, and as he kept up the violent lust fueled pace he could feel his climax starting to build. Mr. Carson now had a decision to make, keep going at this pace and dump his heavy load into her, or adjust and make it last longer. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>06-02-2015, 23:12:09</strong>
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				One of Tulip's worst fears is that a Master would get bored with her. It was actually rather common, but Tulip desired to have a master who would plan on keeping her, as if she were a part of a family or a true partner. She didn't have such high hopes that she would become freed - that was a rare occurrence - but she simply wanted to feel loved and cared for. Switching Masters obviously seemed to have a harsh effect on the female, if her switching from Graves to Mr. Carson was anything to go by. It didn't matter that Graves had treated her poorly, it was still hard on a slave who had tried her very best to simply please and be a good girl, to be sold off like she was nothing. It was part of the reason she'd been in the condition she had been when Mr. Carson had made his purchase of her. The tears, the hesitation and fear... it all stemmed from those harbored emotions and how uncomfortable she was with the sudden change of ownership. It had hurt her pride and her feelings, but with these moments developing with Mr. Carson, those emotions were long, long gone.<br><br>The little bunny was positively eager to have him fucking her the way he was. He was pounding into her, splitting her pussy wide and splaying her out for him to use and sway how he pleased. His hands worked to her hips, beginning to adjust them and rock them, a silent indication that she took as a message&nbsp; to follow his motions on her own. He was grinding, swaying and bucking her hips. And it took only moments and a few moves of his hands for her to pick up the action on her own. Her hips flared and rocked, grinding gently whenever he was fully rested inside of her. He was grinding on her g-spot, causing her fingers to clutch and twist into the sheets and her toes to remain perfectly curled on either side of his lower legs. He was a powerhouse behind her small, fluid body, and she enjoyed it more than she could ever express with words.<br><br>His balls were slapping her clit, providing just a bit more stimulation and making her hips buck forward eagerly to feel the effects she desperately wanted. The lean muscles beneath the scarred flesh of her back rocked and worked with his thrusts, her breasts pressed forward as her head shifted between thrown back and crying to the ceiling, to dropped forward as she deeply moaned and heaved towards the bed beneath her. Her heart was pounding so loud and so heavily she was sure that, should he focus on her heartbeat, he would be able to hear it. Her little tail wriggled continuously as her body rocked forward and ground back, a wriggling ball of nerves that was malleable and soft beneath him. Ears flopping, the young woman cried out sharply and moaned as he continued to spear her on his massive canine cock.<br><br>It didn't take much longer before her cries upped an octave. She was panting and in constant motion. Her fluid motion, the gentle and fervent actions became more jerky. Even her tail began to practically whip to the side as her body rapidly climbed towards orgasm. He thrust in deeply, filling her during an intense thrust, and his balls slapped her clit - that was it. She unwound beneath him, trembling so hard her flesh broke out into goosebumps. Her internal muscles clenched and rippled, encompassing him completely. She squeezed him tight as her orgasm rushed through her, causing her cries to start very loudly, and then cut out. It was so intense that it seemed to draw her breath right out of her wriggling little body. Her tail froze behind her and the hair on her ears seemed to stand on end as she soaked him, almost instantly, and continued to tremble through her powerful orgasm.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>12-05-2015, 22:12:19</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: arial black;" class="bbc_font">After 2 weeks</span></span><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Annabel</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://static1.e621.net/data/cc/5d/cc5dad3aa243c9ffd4e786e623170d1b.png)</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Izzy</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://static1.e621.net/data/9b/8e/9b8edadbf0fe61b1a7885f9780597e4b.jpg)</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Crystal</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://36.media.tumblr.com/a8cfa4a74b8447b7097524a5ab15c301/tumblr_n8zwszDR9r1tvs9iro1_500.jpg)</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Gem</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://40.media.tumblr.com/c2369190882df10d79167a899b050e67/tumblr_nlsl552Ije1rfcwvwo1_500.jpg)</div></div><br><br>Mr. Carson had been rather impressed on how well Tulip had taken to her training, at least mentally, she had shown the desire to be a very good servant and she did what was asked of her without a moments hesitation, that is if she understood what was being asked of her.&nbsp; She did however need to be instructed in what was asked of her by the other girls, all of which were surprised by her lack of knowledge of what they saw as simple tasks. Each of Tulips new sisters had been pleasant to her, Gem the most friendly because that was simply her nature and she was the one who Tulip spent the most time learning from so far. The reason being because The Master had received a request for Crystal and he had been spending most of his free time making sure she was ready. Izzy spent most of her time prepping, cooking, and cleaning for the meals as well as preparing orders of supplies for Annabel or Mr. Carsons. Annabel was also frequently seen by Tulip as she was the one who instructed how Tulip was to hold herself now that she was a proper servant-slave and not just some pleasure toy. <br><br>In Mr. Carson's house it was clear that his girls had more use that the other slaves Tulip was use to encountering, and while all of them showed their canine master the upmost respect, they also had self-respect, confidence, and were aware of their value. While Tulip's time with Gem was more focused on cleaning duties her time with Annabel was focused on repairing her mental state, encouraging confidence, and training her how to walk less awkwardly in the heels that only seemed to get taller everyday Tulip started to feel comfortable. <br><br>After their first night together Mr. Carson had not allowed Tulip to leave the bed in the morning. He had awaken with an increased lust that had not been quenched from the night before. The rest of Tulip's first full day in his care she was completely explored by her new master. Not one inch of her petite little body had been left untouched, and she had also been given the time to inspect and memorize the hard lines of her canine master's sculpted physique. The first day that they had spent together Mr. Carsons had ensured that Tulip was so exhausted and sore from being fucked numerous times by his large cock that movements her next day would remind her of the pleasures of the previous. However, Tulip was left with those memories for nearly a week before she was allowed to return to his bed. That night he checked her progress with her plug training and added another size. The night was just as vigorous as the first, and in Tulip's experience it would be obvious that every night her master's lust was immense and that it must be sated fully.<br><br><hr><br>It had been just over a week since Tulip had last spent a night with her master, but there had been a reason. This was Crystal's last day in the house, she was going to be sold off to a colleague of Mr. Carsons and the master wanted both one last night with her as well as the last few refinements in her training. The day was also different for Tulip though, because at breakfast she was given the news that she would be leaving the house with her master and Crystal. Today was the first day that Tulip would be leaving the grounds of the estate since she was purchased, and from Annabel Tulip was told that it was so their master could see how far her training had progressed. Tulip was instructed to show her master what she had learned in her time with Annabel, and not revert to the meek little girl she had once been.<br><br>Tulip and Crystal were to be waiting at the bottom of the stairs to the upper level while Mr. Carsons finished preparing himself for the day. Their first sight of the large canine male was one with him smiling. His bright eyes were quick to move over each of their young exquisite feminine forms dressed as they had been instructed. The Master was dressed in much less than the other two. With the increase in the heat of late the canine male had discarded shirts for the season. That allowed his chiseled white fur abdomen to be left completely exposed. The exposure gave the public a view of the performance of his tight abs as he sifted with each movement. Every line of the canine male's muscle was perfect as his defined arms swayed at his side while he descended the staircase. With each step his black slacks tightened just below his hips, both girls knew fully what that bulge in the front of his pants contained, and his eyes were sharp on theirs to see if either dared a hungry glance. Mr. Carsons was especially mindful of Tulip as he was extremely aware of how long he had left her untouched, and he was curious to see if she was as aware of it as his other girls became when they were left out of his bedroom.<br><br>In his right hand he held a pair of leashes. One of which was a smooth white leather, and the second was a finely polished chain-link that appeared much stronger than the white leather. The chain-link tinkled slightly as he stepped down to the main level and waited for the two of them to greet him, and it seemed Crystal was waiting for Tulip to go first. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>13-05-2015, 00:46:17</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Tulip</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://th04.deviantart.net/fs70/PRE/i/2013/230/f/a/bunny_girl_by_pustakkeramzytowy-d6iounq.png)</div></div><br>The whole process had been a little hard on Tulip. She often found that, with her lack of knowledge, she was rather behind in the typical ways of a servant. She was used to being treated as a slave, as someone who didn't have the right to speak unless spoken to, and someone who didn't really know what to do with herself unless she was told. It took her a few days to come out of her shell, but that effort began after she'd finally been released from Mr. Carson's attention. She'd thoroughly enjoyed any time she'd gotten to spend with him, finding the week gaps between their time together rather straining. She tried not to let it show, but she obviously enjoyed being near her new Master, enjoying how he treated her and the attention he gave her. She thoroughly enjoyed the affection he showed her, after all, she'd been denied it for so long in a proper fashion. The only thing that Tulip seemed to grasp onto quickly was the pleasure and needs of her Master. She'd beckoned to his every whim, let him use her as he so desired and enjoyed every minute of it. Her enthusiasm often came out behind the closed doors more than anywhere else. But she was slowly coming out of her shell. It was just taking some time.<br><br>Tulip was beginning to realize her self-worth. Especially the time spent with Gem - whom she now considered as much of a friend as she could have - and the time she tended to spend with Annabel. The woman was still rather intimidating to Tulip and had actually brought her to tears on a few occasions. But she felt like they had a sense of understanding between them, now. Tulip was brand new to a lot of this and was trying her hardest to learn. The patience began to come and Tulip began to do much better, especially in her heels when she was working with Annabel and with the plug when she was working with her Master. The plug was taking a little longer, and her legs were getting used to the heels - even the tall ones. <br><br>And the time, healthy meals, and regular bathing seemed to be doing Tulip quite well. It was taking her a while to try and find her place, but her bubbly nature was beginning to show more the more comfortable she got around everyone who was there. She tried to talk to all of them if she had the time, between the tasks she was instructed to do and what she was in the process of learning. Never did she seem to get sad any longer and she seemed to be rather relaxed now that she was becoming comfortable with her new home. It made her feel good, to think of this place as her home. Though, there was a reminder in the back of her head that constantly seemed to nudge her. This wasn't really her home. It was a halfway point... and the idea was horrifying and depressing. She liked her Master, liked Annabel and Izzy and Gem. Crystal didn't seem close to most, and while Tulip sometimes tried to talk with her, she knew when her conversations weren't welcome. She knew that leaving them might be one of the hardest things she'd ever have to do.<br><br><hr><br>Tulip had been anxiously preparing for Crystal's last day. She knew that she was going to be leaving with Mr. Carson and Crystal - leaving for the first time since she'd been brought here, saved from her old Master. While she was excited, she was nervous, wanting to show her Master that she'd learned and worked as hard as she could up until this point. She managed to shake out her nerves as she put on her current pair of heels, walking confidently in them to stand where she was supposed to stand with Crystal. She knew that her Master would be watching her closely, making sure to observe what she'd learned and to see how she was progressing. She stood still, making sure to keep a smile on her face and her head directed downward. She had on the outfit her Master had chosen for her today - a pleasant surprise, and relief, to know she wasn't going to be going out stark naked. That may well have set her back many steps, had he required that of her. She knew they might have to address it, at some point... but for now, his decision had made her extremely happy. <br><br>As soon as Tulip heard her Master descending the stairs, her head couldn't help but raise so her beautiful eyes could gaze upon him. They instantly seemed to scan over his features, from his handsome face down his muscular chest and torso. Those firm, washboard abs, and then towards the narrowness of his hips and the bulge between his thighs that made her tense a little where she stood. She didn't seem ashamed to look anymore; the amount of blushing that occurred was rather minimal, just adding a beautiful pink hue to her cheeks. Her eager little bunny tail began to wriggle behind her as she yearned for the Master to notice her, to take her back to his bedroom. It'd been a week now, and she was practically aching for him. It was enough to drive her wild, but she tended to do fairly well with hiding it. She'd taken it upon herself to ask Gem how the young girl handled it herself, trying to figure out how to sort through her emotions and thoughts, to keep them under some control. But with him descending the stairs, her eyes couldn't help but take a long sweeping look over his entire body. <br><br>Tulip's eyes also caught the glint of the leashes in his hand. She didn't seem to mind too much anymore - but she was curious as to who was getting what. She bowed her head to her Master and smiled brightly, her lower ears perking while the upper half flopped as usual. "Hello, and good morning, Master!" Her greeting was absolutely sincere and still maintained a bit of innocence that didn't seem to get lost on her, despite all of the not-so-innocent acts she participated in when in Mr. Carson's bedroom.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>16-05-2015, 19:24:59</strong>
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				Crystal had been eager for the day she would be sold since the first time she met 'The Flipper' a massive canine male who was known for turning upruley disobedeint slaves into perfect young submissive women who found happiness in their new lives as well as fetched a high price at acution. Of course Crystal had thought she was going to be different, she was going to be his first failure, and she had tried so desperately to make it so. The first few weeks after she spent the first night with him he had left her solely under the care of Annabel and Izzy. The two women quickly showed her that she, as a human woman, was far less adequate than a full anthro or even a hybrid. Crystal did not know it then but Annabel and Izzy had been reporting every word she said back to their master, and when he finally allowed her into his room 2 months after she first came to the house he had a proposal for her. <br><br>The proposal had been simple. If she were to submit to him he would find her a man who would take her as a wife and not just as a slave. Crystal was astonished at his candid attitude towards her, and she had seen how well Izzy and Annabel were taken care of, and how happy they were under their master. Crystal had even found herself jealous the nights he took both of them to bed to leave her locked in her room alone. Mr. Carson had also told her that if she denied his offer she would see that deep within her was the weakness of a human woman who was truly nothing more than a vessel for a man's pleasure. He warned that he would teach her body to betray her and even when she wanted to resist or feel pain nothing would hide the fact that she was a cock hungry slut that was no longer worthy of being called a woman. Crystal had saw the fire behind the threat in his eyes so she caved and stated she would learn how to be a proper woman and wife. <br><br>Crystal had spent her last 3 nights in bed with Mr. Carson's giving her body to him in a tribute to the man who taught her so much and worked her body in ways that she knew her husband would never be able. Crystal lamented the fact, as he was walking down the stairs. That she would never get to feel his thick swollen knot expand in her ass as she was bent over his bed. She pressed her thighs tighter together to feel the pressure and pain of a reminder of how he allowed her to pass out with his knoted cock swollen in her filled cunt. Crystal knew she was going to be free, but deep down she would always ache to be like Annabel and stay at his side forever. <br><br>She knew it, Mr. Carsons knew it, but she would never say it even as her eyes showed her ache to stay as she watched him approach her. <br><br><hr><br>The large anthro canine did not shift his attention to Crystal just yet. He was far more focused on his petite little bunny hybrid who he had spent to long away from. Once at the bottom of the stairs his long strides closed the distance between them in a matter of a blink of the eye. His speed did not even seem like it had the sligthest bit of effort behind it, as he now stood towering over Tulip without the slightest hint of exhertion on his face. <br><br>Standing before her the master deeply studied how her face had healed over the last few weeks. It took him a few moments, but as he was studing her face his free left hand moved to her body. The weight of his large palm rested on her hip and the lace of her skimpy lingerie that she was allowed to wear for the first time today. His warm hand slipped over the curve of her round little bottom and with the slightest show of strength he drew her body into the wall of his furred muscular torso while he remained looking down at her. Now with her pushed against his soft warm fur he could get a better look at her back and how that was healing as well. Tulip's former master did not know her worth, and because of his frustrations had burned her to the point she had become far less valuble then she should have been. The Flipper wanted to be sure she was healing properly so he could take her out in public without being seen as a torturer. <br><br>As he continued to observe her back his thick soft furred fingers swirled around the round swell of her tight little backside that looked even better with her in those high heels. Against his stomach her hands were not stopped if they wished to indulge in the softness of his fur, but one thing she could not avoid was his masculine scent that clung to his body. This close to him forced her sensitive nose to take in the familiar scent of her master. His fingers were gently stroking over her cheek beneath the edge of her panties inching toward the crack of her cheeks where he reached his destination. Finding the feel of the plug in her sensitive little asshole he pushed it a bit further into her. With this Mr. Carson was hoping to arouse his little pet as well as force her to arch into his body so she could feel more of the hard wall of his abs against her chest and the girth of his manhood dwelling beneath the black pants. <br><br>He released the pressure on Tulip's plug after a few gentle pulses to push it against resistance deeper into her, and he slipped back a partial step to put some space between them. "I have missed spending time with you Tulip, but after the tasks of the day are accomplished I have a treat for you for being patient." The canine spoke while smiling down at her. As he spoke he lifted the chain link leash up and clasped it to her collar. <br><br>Once the leash was secured he spoke again. " This metal leash is to make sure no one is foolish to try to cut you from your bonds to me, and to show the world how I value you." Mr. Carson let her dwell on the words while he turned his attention to Crystal who was looking over the interaction between Tulip and The Flipper with a longing.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>16-05-2015, 20:00:52</strong>
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				Tulip had healed rather nicely. Annabel had worked well on her bandaging and keeping her clean. But when it came right down to it, there were a few of the cigar burns that had scarred over before becoming capable of healing to the point of leaving no marks. And her right nipple was the only one to heal into a well-enough state to keep the ring inside of it. Except it had been changed to a barbel recently, and the female bunny hybrid found that she preferred it to the ring. She had become eager, knowing she was finally going to see her Master once more, so he could see the progress she had made thus far. Tulip felt as though she'd worked hard, taking care of herself with the help of Gem and Annabel with her injuries, and worked hard on their instructions to help better herself as a servant. She couldn't stop her fluffy little tail from wriggling with excitement, and the beaming smile that seemed to appear on her face the moment he came into direct view of her.<br><br>She was rather surprised when he seemed to move from the steps right to her. Her eyes widened a minuscule amount and her tail seemed to pick up the pace for an instance. She felt his eyes scanning her face, looking for the gash mark and blemishes her previous Master had left upon her. The cut was almost completely disappeared - but the entrance wound up near her hairline was scarred over and the end of it, right beneath her eye, was a quirky little circular scar, almost like a white freckle. She stood as still as she could, but it was difficult - she was practically vibrating with the anticipation of his hands on her body. He moved his left hand to her, pressing it against her hip and slipping it to the curve of her backside. She urged forward a little, pressing into his abdomen, her hands instantly pressing into the soft board of muscles set before her. Her fingers tangled softly into the fur, stroking the muscles with a combination of yearning and delicate care, the tips of her fingers seeming to worship each little crevice and bulge.<br><br>Nose wriggling, she inhaled gently and let out a gentle sigh. She'd been without her Master for quite sometime, and the pressure she'd been feeling that was paired with her anxiety about today seemed to melt away a little bit at a time as he kept her close. She yearned to press her face into his chest - albeit, she did indulge a little by nuzzling him for just a moment longer while he observed her back. Then, a squeak left her, her ears perking up as he let his fingers explore to their final destination: the jeweled plug in her ass. She arched a little, whimpering quietly as her arousal quickly seemed to form. Her nipples hardened into the lingerie she wore and her light scent began to thicken around the pair of them. She could feel his girth and all she wanted to do was descend to her knees and worship him with her mouth like she did the first night she had been there. She just wanted to feel his thick cock pressing at her boundaries and suck him dry. <br><br>Each pulse had her whimpering and almost squirming in his grasp. But it didn't last forever, and he was stepping back, leaving her wanting. She gazed up at him as he spoke, her smile still returning fully fledged because it didn't matter if she had to wait - she knew she'd return to his bed soon enough. And her eyes began to sparkle when he mentioned that he had a treat for her. She bowed her head, feeling extremely grateful. "Thank you, Master. I'm looking forward to it." Her head raised again as the glimpse of the chain, exposing her delicate collar for him to leash. She felt a little nervous with it, simply because the last time she donned a leash was when her old Master had handed him over to Mr. Carson. But hearing her Master's words, it didn't take long for the apprehension to slip away and her eyes to warm as she looked up at him. It was evident that she understood as she bowed her head once more and spoke gently.<br><br>"Thank you, Master."<br><br>It was with the utmost sincerity, how she spoke to him, how she thanked him. He'd saved her, and that was how she saw him. As a savior.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>18-05-2015, 18:23:10</strong>
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				Mr. Carson fully appreciated how willing and eager Tulip was to wrap her arms around him as he took her body into his embrace. It was farm more satisfying to have an embrace returned with the full heart of a submissive than to hold a cold resistant submissive. Tulip never had to be told such a fact she simply gave into her emotions and did not concern herself with hiding them. Mr. Carson was impressed with how well the wounds on her face had healed, and he made a mental note to mention it to all three of his remaining girls once he returned home later this evening. While he could have mentioned something now he was much to focused on enjoying how those warm little fingers felt slipping through his thick soft fur. <br><br>Tulip's touch was a teasing mixture between a caress and a massage as she worked over his solid muscles beneath the layers of fur and flesh. When he earned that squeak of surprising pleasure from her lips his body tightened under her embarce. The wall of his abs tightened against her lingerie clad form as he took her from that state of relaxed adoration up to the level of impending pleasure. The flipper's teasing of the plug was a test to see just how quickly Tulip could be turned from the contained lady into an eager little sex pot. Of course the number of days he had left her unfulfilled added to the equation, but he was still happy with the result of how she responded. His approval was even communicated to her by the sudden twitch of his cock beneath the layer of his pants. The twitch was not so much just a twitch but more of a jump of arousal that had his bulge pressing against her flat stomach for a few blinks before he controlled himself and fastened her leash into place. <br><br>Once he stepped away from Tulip she could see that his arousal had grown, if she dared to peek at his groin, but he could also tell she was spiked in eagerness from the increase in the alluring scent wafting from her body. However, Mr. Carsons was a professional and when he turned to Crystal his focus was altered. Both large hands lifted to Crystal's collar as he looked down into her eyes. "You have honored your end of our agreement Crystal and turned yourself into a very fine servant. " His right hand clasped the white leather leash to her collar. " and an excellent lover. " As the sentence finished he saw her body shifting towards his for one last embrace, but his right hand rested on her chest to stop her. " No, I told you when you left my chambers this morning that it would be the end of our time together and I meant it. "<strong><br><br>Even Tulip could see the pained look in Crystal's eyes as she gave a simple nod of acknowledgement to his words. She did show a bit of thanks in another way, taking her hands she lifted his hand by his forearm and brought it to her lips. After placing the gentle kiss there she spoke. " Thank you for all you have taught me Master. I will forever remember my time here as pleasant. While I know there will be times I ache to be in your bed again, I must remember that it is not the life I wanted." Crystal nuzzled into her master's palm before allowing his hand to drop from her grip. </strong><br><br>Mr. Carson simply smiled to her words and took both of the girls leashes in his right hand. His back was turned to both of them and he did not say a word as he started to lead the two of them through the house and out to the garage. As he led the pair was given the familiar sight of his strong broad back and the muscles that layered beneath the dark brown fur that was a drastic contrast to his white furred abdomen. Of course his long bushy brown tail was not to be missed either as it swung in time with his gait.&nbsp; His long strides tested the skill of the girls in their heels as they had been trained to make sure that when on a leash it was to be kept loose to not make it appear that they had to be dragged somewhere by their master. <br><br>Once in the garage The Flipper dropped their leashes and moved towards the large black SUV with deeply tinted windows. " Tulip you will sit in the front. Crystal you are in the back. " With that command he moved to the driver's side and entered while waiting for the other two to join him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>18-05-2015, 20:37:07</strong>
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				His twitching bulge had not missed a quick, desired glance from Tulip. She tried her best to maintain her composure, though, knowing that this day wasn't about her - not immediately. She felt secure once the leash was donned and her eyes followed and focused on Mr. Carson's interactions with Crystal for the last time. Her mind began to wander to the day that this was supposed to happen to her. She would never feel Mr. Carson's embrace again; she would never share his bed, or hear his deep voice complimenting her or telling her that she was being a good girl. The idea was... extremely upsetting, to Tulip. The idea that someone else might simply put the right price on her head and Mr. Carson would finish her training to sell her was a discouraging one. She realized that she didn't want to leave her Master. Not again. She turned her gaze down as she tried to swallow the sudden rush of emotion, shaking it off metaphorically. <br><br>The little bunny hybrid was overly sensitive physically, but also emotionally. It was evident that, from her previous hurting, that she'd become much more attached to her current Master and his gentle care and lessons. She wondered if he'd take a shining to her like Annabel, or Izzy. Or would she simply be sold off once she had completed training, just like Crystal is now and Gem would be, eventually? Today was going to start that process. People were going to see her in public, know that she was being trained by the infamous Flipper, and start bidding on her. The idea made her stomach clench in a very uncomfortable way, something she'd never honestly felt before. Tulip knew from the day she'd started to be a servant that this was what she wanted to do. She'd never felt uncomfortable before with the understanding that the buying and selling process was simply part of the trade. Yet, here she was, feeling actually sick with the thought that she was going to be sold from Mr. Carson to someone she didn't know much about.<br><br>She had to keep it together. She wasn't being sold yet! She managed a smile as Mr. Carson took their leashes and led them into the garage. She looked over the muscles on his back, wishing she could run her fingers over them and massage them loose. She worried her bottom lip between her teeth for just a moment, her eager tail wriggling as they approached the car and she managed to keep up in her heels. She'd been practicing and was doing much, much better than when she first arrived. And these heels were much taller than those! She felt a little well of pride in herself forming, her confidence reinstated as she nodded towards her Master and then she opened the door to the passenger side. She had to hop a little to get inside the tall SUV, but she clambered in with no question, shutting the door quietly and then buckling herself in with the seat belt. She held the leash into her lap, her hands calm as she peered out the windows and waited for the strange, new journey to begin. She was a little nervous - though the only indication seemed to be that her ears were tipped back and tensed up slightly. <br><br>But Tulip was giving it her all. She was going to be a good girl while they were out today.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>21-05-2015, 19:31:00</strong>
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				Mr. Carsons always took care in selecting the men who he would allow his trained girls to be sold to. Now this did not always make Mr. Carsons too popular of a figure in the world that he lived in, but when he gave his girls to appropriate buyers everyone in the transaction was happy, and when everyone involved in the purchase was satisfied it made the repeat business and referrals come in even heavier. In Crystal's circumstance she had been the focus of a bidding war between two very good friends, and her price far surpassed what anyone within the right frame of mind would have suspected a human girl would go for. Because of this he was assured that his blonde girl was going to be taken very good care of after her ownership was transferred.<br><br>Such thoughts crossed his mind as his eyes flicked up to the rear view mirror and the blonde who was settled comfortably into the seat with her eyes trained out the window. Mr. Carsons could see that she had a lot on her mind and for now he wasn't going to push conversation, but instead allowed the music generated by the SUV's high end speaker system to fill the silence as he drove. With his left hand on the wheel his other hand reached out to find it's place upon Tulip's stocking clad thigh. Mr. Carsons hand rested its weight comfortably upon her leg, and slowly the hand began to slide further up her left thigh. The light pressure of his palm caressed the top of her upper leg while his long skilled fingers were dipping towards the inner portion of Tulip's slender but lovely thigh. With the movement of his arm the strong muscles beneath the layer of fur danced as they controlled his teasing fingers that were slipping now onto the exposed portion of her upper thigh. <br><br>He could have easily brought another one of his girls out today, but he knew that his peers had heard of his purchase and if Tulip was not at his side today he would simply earn more questions about her. The Flipper was much more interested in simply enjoying the day out and not being bombarded with questions at every turn. He was also aware of the lack of time he had spent with Tulip and wanted to make sure that she knew he still was thinking of her. <br><br>Higher his wandering teasing fingers crept until his palm was placed upon her pubic bone and he was gently sliding his thick skilled fingers over the front of her panties. The scent that was pouring off Tulip was igniting his lust even further, but his concentration was still being focused on the drive even though his body was reacting to the alluring scents wafting from Tulip. He was so tempted to pull her panties to the side and plunge his fingers into her tight little slit, but it was another temptation he forced himself to resist as he took a slow deep breath in as he attempted to temper his arousal. <br><br>The drive was not long, but by the time he had stopped his fiesty fingers had been torturing Tulip for a good amount of time. Never did he allow her to reach her peak of pleasure, but if she ever got close he simply slowed his skilled masturbation of her flesh beneath her panties until her arousal subsided to a point where she was as no longer in the danger zone of reaching that orgasmic climax.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>22-05-2015, 15:47:57</strong>
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				When he began to drive, Tulip's eyes wandered out of the windshield. It had been a long time since she'd been in a vehicle - in fact, the last time was when she was here, with him, sitting in the front seat as a shadow of who she was now. She'd been nervous and scared and hesitant when he'd picked her up. She'd also been in quite a bit of pain, ultimately, when he'd picked her up and she remembered how he offered her the seat if she behaved or the trunk of she misbehaved. She was happy that she'd never had to go in the trunk and she'd been offered this place up front, once more. It made her feel more relaxed, her tail wriggling a little behind her as she gazed out the window contently. She didn't try to converse, either, simply letting the music fill the background of her mind as she eagerly watched things pass by.<br><br>It didn't take long, though, before Mr. Carsons was touching her thigh. She tensed a little, glancing down at his hand before shifting her head to look up towards him. Her beautiful blue hues were wide as her ears perked a little, before they flopped back, relaxed as he simply kept his touch there for now. She knew it wouldn't take long for him to - yes. There it was. He was moving his hand up her thigh, working his fingertips and his palm over her smooth flesh to slowly caress closer and closer to her heated core. She swallowed deeply and tensed in the seat, squirming a little bit beneath his touch, but the motion that really would catch his eye was the fact that she adjusted her slim legs to part a little more and give him easier access to her inner thighs... and ultimately, her very core, if that was what he desired. Of course, she desperately wanted his touch, his attention in any way. But it wasn't her decision, and she didn't mind waiting even longer.<br><br>It was probably a good thing that Tulip had no idea about the questioning friends of his, asking about her, bombarding him with questions and interest. It would have made her extremely nervous to be out today, even if it meant she got some attention from her Master. She shuddered in her seat, her nipples hardening around the piercings, and her flesh worked out some goosebumps rather easily as she shuddered a little and pressed back into the seat itself as her hips delicately inched forward towards his teasing fingers. Her flesh was already colored pink, Tulip becoming gently flustered as she turned her gaze down to look down at the hand that he had slowly moved to rest between her thighs. <br><br>Her scent only thickened when he touched over the front of her moistening panties. She let out a gentle whimper - and while it was one of longing, it was also one of satisfaction. It had been a long time since he'd touched her like this, and it was evident that she'd missed it immensely. Her heart was racing by the time they stopped, her breathing a little labored as her eyes widened instantly. They were there already? She shuddered and worried on her bottom lip, feeling a little uptight now since he'd brought her close to orgasm with just his fingers a few times, but had denied her every time. She felt a little out of sorts, and she was desperately trying to compose herself once more now that they'd stopped and she knew they'd be getting out of the car soon. <br><br>His teasing had relaxed her in a different sense, though. She didn't feel nearly as nervous about being out now.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>26-05-2015, 17:55:38</strong>
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				Mr. Carsons had no ulterior motive for doing what he was doing right now with Tulip. No he was simply focused on building the arousal of the young neko bunny who deserved a bit of attention while he had the chance to give it to her. Of course he also knew that increasing her arousal, from a simple baseline lust into a burning need to be touched, licked, kissed, and ultimately fucked, would bode well for when he had his full attention to give to her. <br><br>From the courner of his eye he glanced over to her little figure when she slipped her legs further apart and leaned a bit lower into the seat to give his fingers more space to manipulate her puffy eager folds. He also noticed how her nipples were growing hard beneath the black fabric of her lingerie top and the imagery nearly made his mouth water with the thought of letting his tongue molest her perky sensitive tits. Mr. Carsons was an expert of multitasking and everyone in the car was safer thanks to that since he was juggling the tasks of driving, fondling Tulip to the brink of orgasm, and eye fucking her petite little frame from the corner of his eye. Her sweet little whimper caused his black tipped pointed ears to flick in enjoyment of hearing Tulip allowing her need to vocalize how good the strong fingers felt as they pushed the black fabric of the front of her panties a bit deeper between her eager pink lips. <br><br>Once the vehicle came to a stop the scent of Tulip's arousal was so strong that it was acting upon his alpha male instincts so powerfully that he had to force himself to resist taking her. It was a mixture of a predatorial sense and the sense of breeding that had the canine's mind wandering away from business to focus on pleasure before he reigned it in. His strong fingers gently caressed across her left thigh upon the exposed skin to dry his fingers of her own wetness upon her flesh. Once his hand was no longer in contact with Tulip he moved quickly and deliberately, and within moments he had unbuckled his seatbelt, pulled his keys from the ignition, stuffed said keys into his pocket, exited the driver's side and was standing at the passenger side holding both of their doors open. <br><br><strong>Crystal had been watching everything from the back seat, and the sounds Tulip was making as well as the sight of her Master's tricep muscles shifting under his golden brown fur made the human girl both aroused and saddened. She knew that she would never get to feel his skilled hands again, but from what she could see from her lovely sister in bonds made her ache to help Master Carsons tease her. By the time the vehicle stopped Crystal could feel a slight dampness upon the front of her pink panties. Of course she knew better than to touch herself, but she kept her thighs gently rubbing together to try to give herself the slightest taste of pleasure as she listened to Tulip whimper with need that was all too familiar to Crystal.<br><br>Once they stopped and Mr. Carsons was out of the car Crystal leaned forward and scooted to the edge of the seat. Wrapping her slender arms around the seat the perfectly manicured nails teased Tulip's sensitive long ears. " After seeing that I regret not allowing you to join me and master on one of our last nights." Crystal's sweet soprano voice was heavy with lust. " All I want to do now is crawl between your legs and lick you as I watch Master's big thick cock fill you." Crystal's finger's only caressed Tulip's ears for a few moments before the door opened and she removed herself from the seat. <br><br>Now on her heels on the pavement of the very busy down town street Crystal first offered her white leather leash to Mr. Carsons and once he took it she brought her fingers back to her body to re adjust first her white stockings, then the pale pink thong that perfectly split her round tanned ass cheeks, and finally the small white crop top &nbsp;(http://demandware.edgesuite.net/sits_pod21/dw/image/v2/AAND_PRD/on/demandware.static/Sites-loveculture-Site/Sites-master/default/dw9896efe2/images/products/1000041615_100_1.jpg?sw=210&amp;sh=300)her breasts were barely contained by.&nbsp; </strong><br><br>Mr. Carsons took the white leather leash from Crystal, and while she adjusted herself he allowed his eyes to slowly move around the downtown area they were parked in. The large buildings towered over the streets, but not so much that the bright sun was unable to split through and bathe the streets in its warmth. The streets were filled with an eclectic mix of anthros, humans, and far fewer hybrids. It was still late morning, not quite yet 10AM, so still people were making their way through the streets on the way to their jobs. While there were mostly free citizens on the streets occasionally one would spot a slave with a collar wrapped around their neck and their full nudity displayed to the world. Mr. Carsons was far from ready to allow his girls into public without a leash, and it would be even more rare for him to allow them out without a shred of clothing upon their frame. Most of the slaves looked downtrodden and beaten into a state that was not far from where Tulip had been when she first came into her new master's possession. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>26-05-2015, 23:12:36</strong>
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				Tulip was a little flustered when her Master pulled himself away, withdrawing his fingers and leaving her very aroused and very wanting. She also became aware, once the haze of the moment seemed to lift from her eyes and her mind, that all of that had occurred right in front of Crystal. The idea made Tulip's cheeks heat, but it was almost endearing how the idea of someone watching still embarrassed her. She never was involved with the other girls when she spent time with Mr. Carsons. No, he'd take her himself, and even that hadn't happened in quite sometime... as Tulip was more aware of now than ever before. The house had distractions: chores, tasks, training. But in the car, she was acutely aware of how much she yearned for him and his touch.<br><br>The little bunny's ears twitched a little as he withdrew, her head turning to gaze towards him while she blinked the moment away. A soft, weak whimper left her, finding that she was yearning on a level that she didn't quite recognize. She watched as he withdrew his keys, unbuckled his seat belt, and removed himself from the car on the driver's side. She was taking deep breaths when Crystal made herself known once more, Tulip stiffening a little as her ears perked and she listened to the soft voice of the female behind her. Honestly, she hadn't really gotten to know Crystal like she'd gotten to know Gem or Izzy, but she almost wished that she would have had the chance. Her head twisted as she gazed back at the blonde, her cerulean eyes wide upon hearing Crystal's words tease her ears with her manicured fingernails. <br><br>She regretted not spending time with Tulip and Mr. Carsons together, in the bedroom?<br><br>Tulip didn't even really have time to process the moment and shock, not enough to thank the blonde woman. Her heart was pounding as she tried to pull herself together. Shaking her head a moment, she swallowed heavily and then worked her way out of the car as well. Her heels landed smoothly, and she relished the feeling of sunlight on her skin. But, there was a little difference in her demeanor. She was nervous. Her knees shook a little as her ears perked up as much as they were capable of before flopping over, her little tail twitching with anxiety as she handed off her leash to Mr. Carsons. Yes, she was going to behave herself and be a good girl. Yes, she was going to try her best and work as hard as she could for Mr. Carsons in order to keep up a good appearance for the Flipper and his reputation. But this was her first time out of the house since he'd brought her there, and while she'd been naked before... she was in the process of being punished in such a way. Now, she at least had some clothing, and it made her a little more comfortable.<br><br>But as her eyes caught the vision of a few slaves passing by, looking at their condition, she thanked her lucky stars that Mr. Carsons had taken an interest in her. She knew she looked like that and had been in a deplorable condition when he'd purchased her, but she was surprised more by the lack of hybrids there were. Tulip didn't understand her own worth; she didn't know how rare she was, really. But as her blue eyes looked around curiously - a bit distracted by seeing people around - she was beginning to piece together her situation a little more. She made sure to stick close to her Master, not wanting to risk separation and feeling safer by sticking close to his side. She also looked towards Crystal and shot her a meaningful, sincere smile. She was going to miss her, and she wished her all the best with her new Master. Tulip would never wish harm or harshness on anyone. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>28-05-2015, 22:15:19</strong>
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				Mr. Carsons received Tulip's leash with a simple nod and once the metal linked leash with the black leather wrist strap was back in his possession he took one last look over the girls. Crystal was looking sexy in her revealing little top and the small thong that hugged nether regions snugly and gave a full view of her pert round ass cheeks. The white stockings hugged her legs perfectly and the high heels she wore made everything look that much more alluring to the eyes of the others who walked down the street. <br><br>After a few breaths of studying Crystal to make sure she was looking good enough for the sale his attention turned to Tulip. Even when he was looking at Crystal the powerful scent of Tulip's eagerness had been flooding his mind with each deep slow breath. The black canine nose was exceptionally sensitive compared to that of even other anthros, and so even with all the other distracting scents on the air he could pluck out hers without an issue. He ached to get the business over with and take her, expolore every inch of her soft flesh again with his eyes, fingers, and tongue. He wanted to feel those sweet little lips wrapped around his cock, but most of all he wanted to drive his cock deep into her slick moist cunt until his thick knot tied them together in the bliss of orgasm. <br><br>As Mr. Carson's though of such actions his eyes slowly creeped across her flesh, the black fabric of her top was straining over her pierced little nipples that were showing just how eager they were to get any attention. As his eyes descended though he couldn't help but notice how far his teasing fingers had pushed her panties between her plump lower lips. All the flipper could do was flash a glance to her face and slide his long canine tongue around his thin lips.&nbsp; The lust was hard to miss in his eyes as he gave her that last look.<br><br>Turning on his bare feet the large male took off down the sidewalk to where they would see a large green area approaching. With each long stride his tail flicked idly back side to side as he led the two girls down the sidewalk towards the large city park. While most of the time seeing a man walking his slaves in public would not garner a second glance Mr. Carsons, Tulip, and Crystal earned more than their fair share of attention. He mentally gave the young women credit for most of the attention, but in reality the muscular physique of the confidant handsome male also earned his share of attention. <br><br>Eventually the trio crossed the street and moved to the same side of the block as the large park. The green grass, blooming flowers, and fully leaved out trees assaulted Tulip's nose with all sorts of new an unique olfactory pleasures. Mr. Carsons eventually led them to the meeting spot. A small Cafe that was settled just a few yards off the main sidewalk but out far enough into the park that the sounds of the city faded behind them. Not bothering with attempting to walk inside on such a beautiful late spring day he led them to the back seating area. He had been expecting that they would have some time to wait before the buyer arrived, but once they rounded the corner of the building he was surprised with the presence of the tall lean stag anthro sitting at a small table. <br><br>"Well it looks like we have been beaten. " Mr. Carson's called out to the buyer who stood upon laying eyes on the trio. The tall Deer stood a few inches taller than Mr. Carsons himself, but the size of the flipper's muscled physique made him still seem like the alpha in the situation. Walking over to the table Mr. Carson turned his gaze up as he addressed the buyer.<br><br>"Mr. Ironhorn I appreciate your punctuality. Let me introduce you to your newest purchase. " Mr. Carsons shifted his hand back and motioned to the lovely blonde who bowed her head slightly as she was introduced. "This is Crystal, and once your payment is received I will hand you her leash. Our other companion today is Tulip, she is new to my home and has had glowing reviews so far by the other girls so I decided to treat her with a day outside of the house. "
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>05-06-2015, 01:00:06</strong>
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				Tulip handed over the metal leash, letting the heaviness of it leave her hand rather easily in order to hand her potential freedom over to her Master. Not that Tulip would ever even consider running. She preferred being in the care of the Flipper over anyone else. She managed to keep herself close enough to her Master and Crystal as they began to move, trying not to think of how she was in public and rather scantily clad. Though - it was much better than being naked, she supposed. She really didn't enjoy being naked, especially for other people, and the fact that her Master seemed to take this into account by gracing her with her outfit (https://dm.victoriassecret.com/product/404x539/V412593.jpg) really made her happy. Her bunny tail couldn't stop wriggling, despite her hesitation, and she seemed a little more relaxed as she kept close to the form of her Master while they walked.<br><br>Her black stockings, traveling up the length of her petite legs, felt soft and delicate against her flesh as she walked more comfortably in her black heels now that she was used to them. She didn't realize that the canine before her was focused on her arousal, his sensitive nose easily catching onto her light, flowery scent as it rose and fell in waves round them. She was distracted by the anticipation of being out and about, the arousing moment in the car beginning to fade slowly but surely as she focused more and more on just being a good girl for her Master and keeping up a good image for him. Her eyes only perked to gaze towards him when she felt his eyes flicking over her own body, causing her breath to catch in her chest and her nipples to harden even more around the piercings that kept them hard in the first place.<br><br>Goosebumps broke out along her flesh and she fought back the extreme desire to simply fall to her knees before him and suck on his long, canine cock. Her ears flopped back a little as she caught the lust in his gaze, the yearning to please mirroring back to him in her own. She focused back on walking as she tried to keep up with his pace, his short legs making it a bit of a challenge. But she didn't seem to mind, nor did she ever complain. Though the bunny hybrid was definitely earning her share of stares by strangers on the street, she didn't seem as phased by them as she might have been in the beginning of her training. She seemed to only focus on being there for her Master, keeping up his good image, and being a good little girl for him so she could earn a night with him - she certainly hoped, anyway. <br><br>Tulip became distracted once more by the time they entered a large park. Her ears perked and she sniffed actively at the air, in a rather cute fashion. The flowers smelled wonderful and she completely loved how it felt to have the sun pouring through the canopy of the trees to spot little patterns along her exposed flesh. It appeared that, in this area of being outside, she appeared much more comfortable and more in her element than on the streets like before. She seemed distracted mostly by the massive variety of flowers that they passed in different sections of the park. They smelled beautiful. She focused once more when they approached a small cafe, the meeting place, and she followed her Master and Crystal to the seats in the back. Her head lifted a little, taking a glance at the man who Crystal would leave with, and it made her smile slightly. He seemed really... nice. It was a vibe that Tulip was getting, anyway.<br><br>The bunny kept her head bowed as they neared, and she let Mr. Carsons introduce himself and then Crystal. She remained behind, bowing her head a little lower when she was introduced, but her tail wriggled as she heard that her Master had decided to treat her to time outside because the other girls had given her good reviews. She had no idea - but it made her feel really, really good to know. Her tail consistently wriggled and her ears flopped over gently as she patiently remained behind, yet slightly beside, her Master while the transaction went down and she waited for a command.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>10-06-2015, 00:04:18</strong>
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				The tall deer-anthro (https://static1.e621.net/data/22/86/2286843cff328002ef1911df96e6ab3e.jpg) who had been waiting for his newest slave girl with a great anticipation caught a glimpse of the bulky canine male as he turned the corner and his big bright eyes widened slightly. The two girls that Mr. Carsons' had in tow were absolutely stunning and their attire for the day out was made to turn head far more than just another naked slave being pulled down the streets. Of course he knew which of the girls was to be his in a matter of moments, but the little bunny neko who looked completely estactic to simply be out in the sun earned more of his attention. When Tulip turned her eyes to him she was greeted with a smirk and a nod to her. The wandering eyes of a slave were not always safe, but the fact that Tulip's leash was held by her master's hand left no question about who she belonged to.<strong> "Crystal is stunning Mr. Carsons, as I expected. " <br></strong><br>After he spoke the tall lean deer rose to his hooves to give the girls a better view of his body. He was more clothed than Mr. Carsons with a deep forest green button down shirt left nearly fully buttoned across his chest and a pair of tan pants that left room for his fluffy tail to poke out the back of. After standing he extended a white furred hand out to Mr. Carsons who, after shifting the leashes to his left hand, took the extended hand in a solid professional shake. Once their hands parted Mr. Ironhorn tilted his head in Tulip's direction <strong>"She, however, is nearly perfect. A neko-bunny I can't imagine how much you spent on her, but just looking at her now I know you'll make your money back 5-fold. Hell I'm tempted to offer it to you now. "</strong> The tone of the deer was honest as he returned to his seated position.<br><br>Mr. Carson's ears caught the sound of Tulip's eager nose taking in the scents of the park as it flooded in around her to take the place of the odd unpleasant scents of the city, and he couldn't help but like her a little more for her innocence and joy with such simple things. The look in her eyes earlier, the one that mirrored the lustful hunger that she had stirred within him today, was much more prevalent on his mind than he would have liked to admit. As they walked he couldn't help but spy out concealed places he would like to take his little bunny and, at the very least, begin to quench his lust. The way little Tulip's scent effected him was something he had not yet grown accustom to, and he knew that the only way he could conquer his body's instinctual urges was to learn to adjust and not give in instantly. <br><br>He was not quite at that point yet because with every stride he could feel his half engorged unsheathed erection sliding against the fur of his inner thigh and the leg of his shorts. Upon approaching the deer Mr. Carsons returned the handshake and then moved to sit at the table. The girls were to remain standing for now, and with the Flipper moving to his seat a bit sooner than the deer Mr. Ironhorn was allowed a longer look at both. <br><br>The deer's remark about Tulip brought on a surprising flare of jealousy that had the thick dark brown fur around his neck raising. The flash of emotion was hidden easily from his voice as the Flipper responded. <strong>" Oh she has shown herself to be a VERY good girl, but there are many aspects she has yet to be trained in. </strong>" Mr. Carsons's gaze turned back to Tulip and he made sure she knew he was looking at her as he spoke the next words dripping with that powerful confident tone with deep currents of lust just under the surface. <strong>" I plan on taking <em>a long time </em>with making sure she is exceptional. " </strong>His eyes then turned back to the deer with a teasing tone now dancing on his words. <strong>" Who knows, maybe I'll keep her all to myself and make everyone else jealous." </strong><br><br>The deer soon joined Mr. Carson's in the seated position at the table and Crystal gave Tulip a little nudge to move behind their master. Crystal's manicured nails, of the hand closest to his head, soon found the thick fur around the neck of her Master and went to work gently scratching and flirting with the sensitive flesh at the nape of his neck. Her other hand rested gently on his shoulder and her quick gaze to Tulip told the little bunny that she should do the same. Crystal was eyeing up her new master as well and overall she was impressed with the man that her current master had allowed to win her bidding. <br><br><strong>"Go ahead and transfer the credits Mr. Ironhorn. My girl at home will text me when it is completed, until then why don't we celebrate with a drink."</strong> Mr. Carsons waved down the waitress and ordered 2 glasses of water and 2 scotch on the rocks. Mr. Ironhorn took his phone out of his pocket and began the task of transferring the immense amounts of credits to the other man's bank account. Meanwhile the canine let his eyes close to enjoy the last few teases of Crystal's skilled fingers along with Tulip's touch.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>10-06-2015, 00:55:44</strong>
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				Tulip had expected to simply greet her Master's guest and stand there for the transaction and sale of Crystal. She never really expected that they might stick around for a little while - but she didn't really know what to expect, ultimately. Not when she'd never been out and to something like this. Her eyes had trailed over Mr. Ironhorn, just as Crystal's had, and she found that something in her approved. It was more of an approval for Crystal, though, than herself. She was observing Mr. Ironhorn for Crystal's benefit. Yes, he was handsome and seemed kind, but Tulip preferred her Master to... well, anyone else. That was why the words that came from the tall deer caused her to momentarily freeze in place, her ears perked with surprise, as a blush rushed into her face. Her head remained ducked, but it canted towards her Master, watching him for a moment to see what kind of reaction he was going to have to someone already claiming to want to make an offer on her.<br><br>Something uneasy settled into her gut. Was this the reason that Mr. Carsons had brought her out today? Did he want to parade her around while she was still in training so hungry eyes could feast on her and lay in waiting for whenever she was ready to be sold? She quickly pushed the thought away, knowing that she'd rather be out here than cooped up inside once more. Besides, with the way Mr. Carsons had been treating her in the car, she hardly thought that was the sole reason that he'd brought her out on this trip today. Just thinking about it had her nipples tensing around her piercings as she refocused her attention back to his Master, watching his reaction to the claim that Mr. Ironhorn was tempted to offer him money for her right now. Though his voice was steady, her cerulean hues never missed the rising of his thick, brown collar fur. His hackles were raising up at the idea of selling her? She looked surprised again, but extremely pleased at the words that followed his flash of emotion.<br><br>In fact... she could hardly contain the pleasure she felt as he looked right at her and spoke directly to her. She tensed all over, her breathing catching in her chest. The innuendo of his words wouldn't be lost on any of them, she was sure. But his head turned to face the stag once more and he would miss the immense look of hope enter her features as he commented, albeit teasingly, about keeping her all to himself. That was what Tulip wanted: to stay there, with her Master. She was sure that she'd get used to sharing him with Annabel and Izzy... eventually. But the very idea of leaving Mr. Carsons was an extremely unpleasant one. The little bunny neko lowered her head once more as her Master took his seat, but lifted it again when Crystal nudged her a little, giving her a cue. This social situation was a learning session for Tulip, who had yet to be in public with her Master since he bought her. She knew she needed to pay attention, and she was thankful that Crystal seemed willing to help.<br><br>Tulip was instantly responsive. She moved behind her Master, to his other side where she'd be close to his leash hand, and she mirrored what Crystal was doing. But her little hands worked a little harder simply because they had to in order to get through the thick fur on his hackles. Her fingertips danced over the muscles in his shoulders, admiring how they were taut beneath his flesh. They also stroked his fur with affection and complete adoration, enjoying how soft it was against the subtle touches of her body. Occasionally her hip, or her arm, or her side would brush against him since she had a hard time simply standing still. Her tail wriggled eagerly behind him, still feeling a little thrill at his words, even if they were teasing. They still gave her hope - something that her Master was excellent at instilling in the vulnerable little bunny. <br><br>She could feel Mr. Carsons relaxation starting as both girls rubbed over his fur and shoulders. Knowing that she was helping him relax was a pleasant feeling that settled through her entire body. She stood proudly behind her Master, focused on him and ignoring almost everything else - like the feeling of eyes on her frame. She did look up at Crystal and shoot her a smile, bright enough to reveal a hidden dimple in the bunny's right cheek, as a show of thanks for the prompt on what to do. It was bittersweet, this moment, simply because Tulip felt like she was losing someone she considered a friend, but she was happy for her. Crystal had been a special case - that's what Gem said, anyway - and Tulip was happy that Mr. Ironhorn seemed to be someone who wanted to give Crystal what she desired. Tulip knew that if Mr. Carsons trusted him, then he must have been a good candidate to choose. The bunny refocused her conscious mind to her Master's fur, stroking and squeezing at the shoulder she occupied while standing at attention behind him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>18-06-2015, 05:12:29</strong>
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				Mr. Carsons had learned to become keenly aware of the responses of everyone around him, and while he may not have always responded to everything the petite little bunny-girl did he very rarely missed her response to one thing or another. That is why he knew how much being called a good girl effected her, that is why he knew that she could hardly stand her tail being toyed with even in public, and that is why he wanted to take her out today. It was not simply to reward her for being so good or to show her off, but it was so that he could see just how she reacted being treated as one of his slaves was treated in public. <br><br>So far she had done outstanding. Mr. Carsons was proud that she maintained that confident posture and the walking skills she had learned in the house. He was relieved that she didn't feel concerned about the other people watching her, nor did she seem to let her attention linger in places where it shouldn't, as she kept the pace easily with him as he walked. So far he was sure Tulip had remained content in his possession, and as it stood he saw no particular reason to discuss much of anything further with her. However he knew that there would come a time where he would need to start determining what she was looking for in a new master who would end up treating her like a prized treasure and not a punching bag, like her last master.<br><br>As the pair of beautiful skilled young women started working their fingers into the thick fur on his shoulders and the base of his neck Mr. Carsons allowed his eyes to close while he waited for confirmation from Annabel. Tulip's fingers were eager but not quite as experienced as Crystal's as he compared one side to the other, but he could not fault Tulip since she had very little experience at such task. Mr. Carsons wasn't about to correct her in front of the buck who was still working with his phone to transfer the large amount of credits from various accounts into the one Mr. Carsons had given him previously. <br><br>The sound of Mr. Carsons phone beeping loudly in a vaugely familiar tune alerted everyone at the table that the deal was done and only needed The Flipper's final approval to be completed. The arm on Crystal's side slipped into his pocket and he pulled his phone out from within. His deep set serious eyes turned to the screen as his thumb manipulated the lock. He only gave his phone a few moments of attention before he turned his gaze up to Mr. Ironhorn and gave him a gentle nod. <strong>" Congratulations Mr. Ironhorn it appears everything is in order. " </strong>Mr. Carsons' tone was genuine as he transfered the white leather leash from the hand that held Tulip's to his left hand. <br><br>The leash could be seen being offered across the table as Crystal moved to keep it from going tight around her neck. With her movements her fingers were gently trailing down the thick powerful muscles of Mr. Carsons furred bicep and gently squeezing at the flesh beneath. Crystal had become slightly nervous during this whole ordeal and she was starting to become a little reluctant to leave the man who trained her so well. However, when the leash changed hands&nbsp; she didn't delay in moving the few steps to Mr. Ironhorn's side of the table. <br><br>As Crystal moved the waitress brought the two drinks and the waters, and the two males both reached for their drinks together. Raising the glasses in unison, Tulip could feel the shifting muscles of his arm and shoulder under her touch as he raised his glass, now with the leash around his wrist. The solid 'clink' of glasses meeting was heard and the two men brought their drink to their lips. <br><br>Mr. Ironhorn was much more eager than Mr. Carsons to finish his drink. The tall buck downed his scotch in a matter of moments while he still held the leash to Crystal's neck tightly. He couldn't wait to get her home, and he could hardly believe his fortune as he finished his drink and moved to stand. "It was a pleasure doing buisness with you but I cannot stay I want to get this pretty little thing home and see if she has the stamina that the rumors say all of your girls do. " The buck was clearly eager to get somewhere private, and Crystal herself had at least tried to show her own enthusiasm by running her hands teasingly across the lower expanse of his abdomen while pressing herself against him and whispering something that made the buck reach down and squeeze her ass tightly. The squeeze earned a playful squeak from Crystal as she nuzzled her cheek into his chest before Mr. Ironhorn quickly left Mr. Carsons and Tulip to themselves at the table.<br><br><br>Mr. Carsons seemed unphased by the display in front of him, and once they left he reached back with his arm and gently guided Tulip around so she was now more in front of him than behind him, and he shifted in his seat so he was facing her more than the table.<strong> "Now little one, what shall we do with the rest of our day?"</strong> Mr. Carsons remarked thoughtfully in more of a rhetorical question as his eyes slowly began filling with that familiar lust as he admired her figure.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>18-06-2015, 05:28:14</strong>
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				Tulip knew that she wasn't experienced with using her fingers on Mr. Carsons' body in such a way, but that was simply because of two things: her old master not requiring it of her, and her lack of time actually spent with her new Master since she'd been in the house. He'd been focused on getting Crystal ready, and that made complete sense to her. Besides, Annabel had some training to put her through, and she'd done fairly well. She hadn't been so confident, but the fact that Mr. Carsons was pleased was all the confirmation she needed about the efforts she'd been putting forward. She tried to make her fingers work in a pleasant way, teasing them across his muscles and working them beneath the thicker fur of his neck. He seemed pleased, anyway. She supposed that was what mattered the most.<br><br>Her bunny ears flopped gently as she watched the transaction, alerted to the sound of her Master's phone. It was like a tension was released when he confirmed the transaction, and Tulip looked towards Crystal. The girl looked more nervous than before, and Tulip knew that she had a good reason to be. She couldn't imagine how she'd feel if the Master had wanted to sell her to another. But, that was simply stemming from her background. It took her a long time to fully trust people, and Mr. Carsons had been the one exception. He'd rescued her, taken her in when she was certain no one else would, and he'd shown her that he wasn't planning on hurting her for his own gain. That was all she'd needed from the handsome canine, and she was completely at his beck and call. <br><br>She watched the trade of possession with Crystal's collar, and she smiled, hoping that Crystal would know that she was lucky. Mr. Ironhorn looked very pleased and he seemed like he was going to care for the woman. Tulip wished silently for the best for them, knowing that Crystal deserved it. Her cerulean gaze wandered own towards the table as the two men drank and toasted to their transaction, but the large stag seemed to have finished long before Mr. Carsons. Master was calmer, more lax, and Mr. Ironhorn definitely looked like he was interested in getting Crystal somewhere private. The following statements from him seemed to only confirm her suspicions before she smiled towards Crystal and nodded a quick goodbye to her. Then, she focused back on her Master as he moved her, guiding her to be more in front of him than behind him. <br><br>Tulip's breath caught in her chest, her ears perking up as much as they could, while the rest flopped over. Her fluffy tail eagerly wiggled behind her as she licked her lips, then shifted to worry the bottom one between her teeth. She could see the lust in his gaze, hear the shifting change in his voice. Her heart stuttered in her chest and she squirmed a little where she stood. It was a very subtle motion - but she knew that her Master would notice the slight tightening of her thighs, the hardening of her pierced nipples. "Ah, Master," she breathed out, before finding her voice again, turning her own heated gaze back onto him. She was ever eager to please. "I'd... love to have the chance to spend more time with you," she commented sincerely. She'd been desperate for his attention, yearning for it. But he'd been busy, and she understood that. She never asked because she knew it wasn't her place... but he'd addressed her directly, and she wanted him to know how she felt.<br><br>"Privately, or not, Master." <em>I missed you.</em> It was unspoken, but it didn't need to be spoken to be understood. Her body was humming with how she'd missed him, his touch, his entire being.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>15-07-2015, 19:59:00</strong>
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				Mr. Carson remained in the seated position while he shifted Tulip around to more of a focus of his attention for the next few moments while he decided where the next of their day would take them. The moment was actually not at all that uncomfortable for the large canine male. The warm sun was beating down across his broad brown furred shoulders and his thick neck with the fur slightly disturbed from her fingers moments before. He did not have the slightest concern for how he looked as his eyes were tilted slightly up with his face to look upon her expression as his hands began to move slowly over her body. <br><br>His touch started on both legs just about mid-way up her thighs, and slowly the weight of his hands began to move higher over her stocking clad thighs. The warm touch of his furred fingers still carried enough force behind them that she felt his touch digging into the tender muscles of her upper legs. With the slow moments of his hands sliding higher and higher up. It was not long before his hands were both on her bare flesh and she could feel the warm touch of her master unrestricted against her thighs. His right hand slowly slid around the outside of her leg and around to gently cup her perky little ass that was accentuated by her heels. His grip would look possessive to any on lookers, but those people did not have the knoweldge that he did. The pressure of his fingers were perfectly placed to push the butt plug a little deeper into her.<br><br>While his right hand cupped her backside his left hand rose to gently cup her soft cheek.<strong> " I know exactly what you want little Tulip. " </strong>His voice soft as his fingers curled around to the nape of her neck to turn her gaze down to his lap. Where her gaze was directed was the girth of his large canine cock protruding against the front of his shorts. The outline of the large girth was easy to decipher beneath the fabric for her trained eye. His inablity to control his current state of arousal was both concerning and exciting for the flipper. Her sweet scent that filled his lungs with each breath had done something to him. He was far more in tune with her at this moment than he was ready for, and that meant with each little aroused shift of her body he was on edge. To the point where he could even see the hardening of her nipples through the thin black bra. <br><br>After admiring her for a few moments he stood, but his hands did not leave her. She was drawn tighter in against his body by the hand on her ass that also slightly lifted her on those heels. <strong>"And you're making me want it too." </strong>His voice whispered into her sensitive ear as his nose brushed the edge of her ear. With the current position she could feel his throbbing arousal against her belly for those few moments before he let her back down to her feet and his hand slipped off her ass. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>15-07-2015, 20:30:46</strong>
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				The bunny hybrid's soft eyes widened slightly as he shifted her around, making it so she was more directly in his view and he could get better looks at her body. She could feel the heat of the sun beating down along her back, warming her spine and shoulders. It made her want to sit in a patch of sunlight and just sprawl out in the grass, letting the sun warm her naked body in the most natural way possible. But, the thought was fleeting in her mind because, right in front of her, was the man that was making her body feel so strongly. Her hips wriggled a bit, thighs clenching together as she tried to tone down her intense arousal for her Master. Each touch on her body made it more and more difficult for her to think of anything but him, and she had a feeling that was the point of his attentions.<br><br>Her ears were flopped over completely as her head tilted down, looking at him with her cerulean eyes. Her eyelids flickered heavily for a moment and she shivered, feeling his hands moving over her thighs. The muscles beneath her soft, tender flesh twitched and tensed beneath his touching and stroking, her body ever alert to her Master. Tulip's tail wriggled eagerly behind her, anticipating more touches from her Master, and she soon received them. When he moved from the stockings to her bare flesh, goosebumps began to form over her pale skin, making her tremble happily for a moment as a soft sound left from deep inside of her chest. A gasp lifted from her plump lips as he moved a hand to her ass, wriggling the butt plug and pushing it further inside of her. A weak moan left her and she arched her hips forward slightly in response, unable to help herself as a wave of arousal pulsed from her head to her toes.<br><br>"Master..." she breathed out his title quickly, a blush rising into her soft cheeks as he cupped her there, tilting her gaze down. Instantly, she was looking at his crotch, seeing the bulge there. She licked her lips subconsciously while her pupils blew wide with arousal and lust. She shuddered and whimpered quietly, feeling need cause her thighs to tighten again and her tail to actually still behind her. She suddenly was filled with images of him fucking his large cock into her, stuffing her full while the butt plug kept her other whole stuffed. The overwhelming need to be filled made her heart pound faster in her chest as she worried her bottom lip between her pearly white teeth. Her head only lifted from gazing on his cock when he stood, and she followed him up to gaze at his handsome facial features. He tugged her close, her body easily molding into the shape of his, and the action drew a soft moan from her.<br><br>Her heels lightly lifted off of the ground and she pressed herself to him as much as she was able. Experimentally, she rocked her hips forward, rubbing against the pressing bulge against her, before she nuzzled against him rather openly. It took her a moment to gather herself as he set her back down, but she couldn't lessen her arousal, feeling very in-tune with her Master's needs. "Really? Master... I-I want it, badly." The admission was soft, innocent, and sweet. She'd missed him quite a bit and it showed in the blatant, aching need that she was expressing through her eyes and her body language. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>16-07-2015, 19:29:56</strong>
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				Tulip's wiggling and squirming responses to his touch had caught the attention of some around the resturant, but most of the onlookers were hoping for a bit more of a show from the beautiful little neko-bunny. Mr. Carson was not ashamed to share the beauty of his gorgeous slave with the world, but he wasn't sure just how comfortable she would be with displaying that side of herself for the public to see. If it would have been Gem or Izzy he would have let either eager little nympho off their reigns to please him, but Mr. Carson wanted to continue to judge Tulips boundaries before pushing her too far.&nbsp; No matter how eager her little body felt under his touch he knew he could wait till they found themselves a place a little more secluded than the cafe's patio.<br><br>The sweet moans that had escaped her lips were the most devilishly delicious treat to his ears that was slowly becoming an addiction, even if it had been weeks since he had heard her truly cry out in pleasure. The little moans were just reminders of how that cute voice could manipulate his desires unintentionally. While she was pressed against his white furred chest his grip tightened around her petite frame and pulled into the wall of strong muscle that was buried beneath the soft layer of fur. The closeness of their embrace found the girth of his large bulge pressed against the lower portion of her torso and down between his flawless skinny legs.<br><br>When she began to rock her body seductively against his he couldn't hold himself back from pressing back into her and the girth of his hidden cock against the panty protected mound. As he rolled his hips into her the grip on her pert little ass tightened to the point she could feel his nails digging into her exposed backside and the strength of his fingers causing her flesh to bulge out from between his digits. With her nuzzling into his chest he tilted his head down to continue to whisper into her ears. <strong>"Oh yes sweetling. "</strong> his lust dripping tones just loud enough for her to pick up. <strong>" I can't wait to feel your tight little pussy stretched around my shaft, or watching your cute little butt bounce as I drive every thick inch deep into your dripping eager hole." </strong>The lewd words loud enough for just her to hear, but when he quit speaking his grip released from around her and he took the leash back into his hand.<br><br>Tightly coiling the metal leash around his wrist, so she would have to walk right at his side to keep from her neck being pulled down, Mr. Carson stepped away from the table with little Tulip's leash in hand and began to walk deeper into the sunny inviting park. His direction was dictated by whim more than anything as his large bare padded feet carried his thick physique down the walking path that led them through large lilac bushes filled with bright purple flowers that were in full bloom out happily greeting the bright sun that bathed the path. The winding path was not overly populated on the weekday afternoon, but there was enough of a population of anthros, humans, and the rare hybrid that the pair never really had privacy. <br><br>Eventually Mr. Carson's found what he was looking for, after the flowery bushes had given way to larger planters and bigger bushes, a split in the path they were walking that gave a few alternate paths into the grass from the cement walkway.&nbsp; The Master's hand released two lengths of the metal leash that was wrapped around his wrist, enough to give him the slack needed for his hand to reach back and once more cup her ass. This time though the canine's large fingers didn't mask the boldness of their actions. The thick middle finger wiggled down between Tulips round cheeks and used the new leverage to guide her back along the opposite side of the lovely plants they had passed. Doubling back for a few yards Mr. Carson then turned another sharper corner that opened up into a small clearing that was only open to the small entry he led her in from and was surrounded by beautiful sweet scented plants on each side. <br><br>Of course little Tulip's sensitive nose wasn't only greeted by that of the sweet plants, but also the heavy masculine musk that her master was exuding unconsciously. Once they found themselves in the small private area Mr. Carson moved quickly behind Tulip and spoke softly into her floppy ears. "All fours my sweet, I can hardly hold myself back, I <em>NEED </em>you." The leash was released as he finished his order, and while she began to move into position on the grass the Flipper opened the fly to his shorts.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>16-07-2015, 20:38:20</strong>
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				The idea of having sex or doing anything sexual in a public place was unappealing to Tulip. The little bunny was nervous to be <em>nude</em> in public; the idea of doing something so scandalous was probably enough to put her in a state of panic and shut-down. Yes, she'd made a lot of progress recently, and yes, if she was commanded she would do something for her Master. But it probably wouldn't be good for her, emotionally. The little bunny was actually sure that her Master knew that, though. He knew how to take care of her, and though he might push her sometimes, she knew that he wasn't going to try and get her to do something that would harm her in any way. Her mind wandered back to her Master as he pressed against her, her eager hips rocking forward once more, to tantalize and to try and convince her Master that he should spend some time with her. It might have been greedy, though she didn't seem to mind. If she could be greedy for anything, it was going to be for her Master.<br><br>"Oh!" The surprised moan slipped from her lips rather easily as he rocked back against her, obviously noticing her little actions. His large cock was brushing against her panties, rubbing right against her mound. Her panties were quickly becoming wet and fragrant with her arousal, and she clenched her hands gently through the fur on his chest as he squeezed her pert cheeks tightly in his fingers. His mouth was hot and close to her ears, whispering things into them that brought her to clench against him and her ears to twitch. Her heart raced at the lust in his tone, and she tensed up at his words, his promise. She was finally going to be getting something she was yearning for since the first night he'd had her. And she trembled with anticipation. "Yes, Master, I can't wait." She whispered back to him, her cerulean hues wide and innocent despite how much she seemed to honestly lack innocence. At least, in the bedroom.<br><br>Or in this case, outdoors.<br><br>Tulip had to blink away her lust and focus as Mr. Carson, tugging her close and keeping her there. She walked right alongside him, making sure to keep up in her heels so that way she wouldn't stumble or feel her neck tugged too roughly. The difference in their heights seemed to be on her side, though, and she couldn't help but find herself slightly distracted as they walked further into the sunny park. For her first day outside, this was certainly a pleasant experience. Her nose was lifted up once more, and she sniffed the air, taking in the various floral aromas that surrounded them, while her tail wriggled eagerly. Tulip loved flowers; she'd even been named after one! And being out and about in a nature setting seemed to suit her, keeping her calm and relaxed, even as they walked by other people who were walking in the park. She could tell that her Master was looking for something specific, so she walked with him silently, just admiring the various flowers and keeping to his side like she knew she should. Like a good girl should.<br><br>The bunny perked up as he took them around a smaller path, and then released some of her leash. She let the distance dangle between them for a moment, before his hands reaching out to grab her ass forced her to take a step towards him. A soft moan left her lips, a little louder now that they seemed to be more alone, and she yipped softly when he wriggled his middle finger between her ass cheeks. He was still guiding her, though she was distracted, and he took her around a sharp corner. This area was secluded and quieter, something that seemed to make the little bunny relax even more. Her large, wide eyes looked up towards him as he seemed to get them into a proper position, his scent rolling through her nostrils and causing her to deeply inhale. Her nipples hardened and her thighs clenched, an eager nod and smile forming on her features before she dropped down to her knees in the grass. <br><br>Her ears flopped back gently and she turned to look back at her Master as she leaned onto her hands next. Her little tail began to wriggle and writhe, with her hips arching back to present herself to her Master. Her features were flushed and her heart was pounding. "I need you too, please, Master... please..." the moan was soft and pleading. Tulip was actually <em>begging</em> him now, wriggling her hips back in hopes of drawing him in. Her body rippled and shuddered, her fingers clenching softly into the grass. Tulip's own floral, heady scent was surrounding them as she blatantly displayed her wet panties for him, eager to take him again and to be filled by her Master.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>17-07-2015, 19:17:01</strong>
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				Mr. Carson made sure to keep note of how his pretty little bunny was reacting now that his touch on her body was far beyond that of what most humans would consider 'acceptable'. From the courner of his eye he continued to watch how her little body moved now that she was his only companion. Mr. Carson did not notice much of a difference between her movement now compared to earlier in the day, but when she was compared to the timid little creature who he had purchased in the seedy club Tulip was a completely new girl. With her scars for the most part healed and her comfort with the heels ingrained in her walk as he led her through the fresh smelling park.<br><br>As he spied on her during their walk his mood was lightened by the way she admired the flowers and the scents around them on their more public walk. When he turned from the main path The Flipper caught the eagerness reenter her composure. He had wondered if she had thought he would be taking her back to the vehicle to quench the desires that were boiling between them, but if she had such thoughts he never saw an inkling of them. Instead of the trepidation he anticipated feeling in her body once they were off the main path his touch was greeted with eagerness. Tulip's eagerness was a pleasant surprise to her horny master who had forced himself to demonstrate a restraint until they could reach the small intimate clearing. <br><br>That eagerness that filled the little bunny showed through even stronger when she moved quickly to fulfill his request. Mr. Carson barely had enough time to loosen the lead of leash from around his wrist to allow her the freedom to assume the position he wanted of her. Luckily he was able to give her enough lead and by the time she was on the grass with her pretty little ass raised high and that cute little tail topping it as a perfect accessory, far better than anything he could give her. Behind his body he could feel his own large bushy brown tail swaying from side to side in joy as he gazed upon his newest slave. <strong>"Perfect Tulip."</strong> He spoke softly while admiring her body.<br><br>During the walk his erection had deflated slightly, so when she looked back at him the bulge that had been straining the front of his shorts before was noticeably shrunk. Although it was shrunk it was far from all the way flaccid. The large knotted canine cock still strained against the front of his shorts, but it would not be for long. As Mr. Carson's thick furred right arm moved so did the metal leash. He freed the entire length of the chain that connected his sweet sexy bunny to him, but the leather loop of the leash still wrapped around his wrist so he could use the control of the length later. The movement of his arms brought both large hands to the front of his shorts, and with quick deft manipulations of his fly the shorts were dropped from&nbsp; his sleek masculine hips&nbsp; and revealed more of that cream colored fur that stared from his pecs and covered his entire torso as well as his forearms and hands. <br><br>From the sheath of off-white fur the imposing length of his bright red spaded tipped cock pulsed. The view of his slave on all fours in the grass with her eyes gazing back at him filled with lust reignited the flame burning inside him. Kicking out of the shorts the now nude canine dropped to his knees behind Tulip. The difference in their heights kept him from begining at the optimal angle to drive his cock right into her moist mound, but Mr. Carson did not plan on immediate penetration anyway. His knees settled into the grass on the outside of her own thighs, so the outside of her own thighs the soft furred toned legs kept her from spreading any wider. The weight of his hard cock was pressed directly against the top of her ass with the spaded tip against the fuzz-ball of her flicking little tail. <br><br>After adjusting himself his hands moved to her thighs and pulled down her panties. The little panties were not pulled too far down though. As his fingers lightly stroked her flesh as he moved the waistband down he pulled it just far enough to fully expose her smooth ass and the gap between her thighs that displayed her leaking eager sex. If she were to roll her hips back up into him she could feel the girth of his warm cock splitting her cheeks and the increased girth of his knot pressing against her lovely butt-plug. Once the panties were far enough down his hands slipped around her body and slowly slid up the front of her torso. While leaning forward, to press his upper body against her smaller frame, his strong hands slid higher up until they each cupped around her contained little breasts.<strong> " Tell me what you <em>NEED </em>from me Tulip. Tell me what you have missed so badly in these last weeks."</strong> His words were soft and for her ears alone, but as he spoke his hips slowly began to slide the girth of his cock up and down between her ass, and the tip moving through the heavenly soft fur of her tail.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>17-07-2015, 19:41:41</strong>
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				The Tulip he'd bought from the club never would have displayed eagerness to being taken outside - even with the privacy of this little clearing. She had been far too nervous, far too broken to imagine being seen in such a vulnerable position by others. Her old Master, who was practically a slave-driver, had used outdoor exposure as a form of humiliation for the bunny, and it had worked. Her poor little heart could hardly bare even the mention of it, let alone the actual act. Yet, here she was, a few weeks later and better trained than she'd ever been, and she was eagerly down in the grass and presenting herself for her Master. Her tail was swaying eagerly, her scent wafting in the air surrounding them as her eyes grazed over the wickedly handsome frame of her Master. She had waited patiently for this - and semi-impatiently, of course - and she was eager to show him that he'd made a good purchase all those weeks ago. <br><br>There was a sweet feeling of pleasure that rolled through her when she realized that her Master had kept hold of the end of the leash. Though, it was rather surprising: Tulip never would have anticipated the idea of being leashed as arousing. But, she found that she quivered with anticipation beneath him as she raked her gaze over the metal leash that was draped behind her and kept in his powerful fist. Her eyes traveled further up his muscled arm, raked over his chest, and then met his face as he gazed upon her. He uttered those words, that bit of praise, and Tulip wriggled excitedly beneath him. The little bunny wasn't hard to please; she just desperately wanted to be a good girl for her Master and earn affectionate words and kindness.<br><br>Despite her wriggling, she let her eyes continue to wander over his frame. She trailed her eyes down his chest and his washboard abs, towards where his erection was slightly deflated, but still heavily present in his pants. She blatantly licked her lips, her eyes widening as her pupils flared with desire for him. She watched the entire show of him undoing his pants, quickly pushing them down and away from his body. She looked at his erection with a hunger on her face, but also a yearning need. She wanted his affection, wanted his attention. She'd been feeling a bit neglected, though she understood that he had a job to do. It was a selfish thought, to want her Master all to herself, but it was one she often had trouble ignoring. Except for right now... because she <em>had</em> him all to herself. And she wasn't going to waste this time.<br><br>"Master." The moan was soft and sweet, drawn out just from the view of him naked behind her. She trembled as he settled himself outside of her thighs, pinning her in place effectively. Her toes curled into the grass and her fingers clenched gently as she delighted in the feeling of his strong thighs pressing against hers. She loved his soft fur and the strength that pulsed beneath. A soft, drawn out groan slipped from her plump lips as she felt his hard cock pressing between her ass cheeks, the tip of him brushing against her extremely soft tail. The fur she had on her ears and tail was some of the softest she'd ever felt, herself. And she was pleased that her Master seemed to enjoy it as much as she did. She took a lot of pride in her little tail and ears, after all. <br><br>He worked on getting her panties down and she helped, arching and wriggling her hips slightly to make it easier for him. Now, she was panting gently, her body on fire for just his simple touches. Anything, really. She felt desperate for him. Her hips rolled back and she groaned softly, feeling the sweet hardness of his cock splitting her ass cheeks and the swelling of his knot pressing against her jeweled butt-plug. It glittered in the sunlight that filtered through the leaves of the trees above them, and it glittered only more as she wriggled and rocked her hips back against him. She steadily and slowly teased his cock with her ass cheeks, moaning softly as she felt him slip his hands around her body to eventually cup her heavy breasts. Her nipples were almost painfully hardened against the material holding them in, the piercings glittering a bit beneath the surface. The bunny's little ears flopped and twitched as he spoke into them, making a shiver run through her entire body as he slowly rocked his hips against her own motions. She was slicking up even more, prepared and ready, feeling needy and greedy for his cock.<br><br>"Master, <em>please</em>. I need... I need your cock inside me. Master, I've missed your cock filling up my greedy pussy. Please, Master, I <em>need</em> you."<br><br>Tulip's soft voice had taken on a husky edge, desperation in the undertones of her words as she gave him the words he wanted to hear. And the words she needed to say.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>20-07-2015, 18:17:42</strong>
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				Mr. Carson craved that look of desire that was filling her eyes now. It was something that couldn't be taught no matter how obedient the slave wanted to be. The true desire that Tulip was showing was not some act that had been worked into her, but it was building from the eagerness that stemmed from weeks without the attention he had given her those first few days after his purchase from her old master. The heat of her gaze that filled those big wide eyes could be felt moving over his eyes as they traveled across the rises and falls of his hard square abs that were covered in that creamy white fur. <br><br>His intentions had never been to rush back to his estate after the sale of Courtney, but he had not anticipated he would take her into the park to release some of the pent up lust she had built in him. The Master's lust was no more apparent than in the girth of his big fat throbbing cock that was nestled into the snug crack between her smooth ass cheeks. The softness of her tail was unlike anything he had felt before, and while there wasn't all that much to work with he still enjoyed the sensation of rubbing the head of his cock through the little ball of fur. Something he had discovered the first night he had taken her to his room and fucked her in countless ways. <br><br>This afternoon was different, he was moving to the position both had seemed to enjoy the most that first night, and he wasn't wasting any more time with foreplay that could be made up for later. When he had been standing he already had glimpsed her eagerness spilling across her inner thighs, but now with the weight of his big cock slowly being drawn back and forth between her ass cheeks, he was sure she would be even slicker. The strength of his furred white hands continues to roam across her chest and encase the perky set of tits that excellently filled out the black top she had worn out. His thick fingers dug into the cups of her lacy top and squeezed her breasts firmly. The size of the canine's hands were more than enough to completely cover each of her lovely set of breasts. <br><br>When she spoke those needy begging words a posessive growl was earned rolling into her ear. With the growl she felt the vibration building up from his furred chest that was pressed into the back of her warm bare shoulders. "Good girl." The deep words were breathed into her ear as his body shifted above her. Slowly he rose up off her back, the exhetion of such and act caused the muscles of his thighs to tighten along the outside of her own, and his hands to shift from her breasts. The left hand, which still held the leash, was brought around to lay against the back of her shoulders and his hand started to shorten the length of the leash. Every time he wrapped more of the metal chain around his hand she could feel the cool steel dragging over her bare arm until it tightened even more and Tulip could feel where the chain was attached to her collar, that was now turned backward. She was secured&nbsp; in his control on her neck with just his left hand.<br><br>With his left hand tightening the grip on her neck his right was moving to fulfill her request and impale her sweet dripping pussy with the spaded tip of his engorged canine cock. Tulip could feel what was coming as the rock hard length was drawn back from its position between her ass cheeks. The length that had already started to ooze precum had been smearing it across the small of her back and between those fuckable ass cheeks which only became more covered as he drew his hips back. Wrapping his right hand around the middle of his shaft he kept the tip of his firm cock pressed against her flesh as it moved down between those pretty cheeks and the cute accessory filling her asshole. A slight press was given by his head against the little butt-plug that filled her tight, unfucked hole. <strong>" Such a pretty little ass Tulip. I shouldn't have let it go so long without proper attention. "</strong> His cock was now parting her outer lips with the head.<strong> " I'll not make the mistake again."</strong><br><br>The words were followed by a sudden deep thrust of his sensitive thick cock into the depths of her moist tight folds. She was even tighter than he remembered and with the moment of surprise he was not even able to go quite as deep as he wanted. The rimmed flare of the spaded tip had expertly driven into the small g-spot hidden within Tulip's pussy, but he was only able to go a few inches more before he needed to pause.<strong> "Oh fuck. "</strong> The canine growled in pleasure as he paused for a moment and his right hand slipped over the top of her ass and cupped the base of her fluffy little tail between the gap in his middle and index fingers as the short clipped nails pressed against her soft warm flesh. <br><br>After regaining his breath he adjusted his speed from the sudden deep push to a slow gradual feeding of every thick throbbing bit of his cock into her slick walls. Mr. Carson's eyes were turned down to watch the view of her full sensitive lower lips spreading to accommodate the girth of his dick, but before she could catch a breath the swollen girth of his knot pressed against those lower lips and he started to recoil his hips. The pace was tortuously slow and Mr. Carson had decided on it so he could watch the way her body reacted to only getting a taste of what she ached for.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>20-07-2015, 21:12:37</strong>
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				If Tulip had not felt such a desperation for her Master, such an undying <em>need</em>, then she might have been a little more hesitant about this whole process. She normally was rather shy, only expressing herself in such a wanton manner if she was alone with her Master. He got to see this dirty side of her, the side that yearned to hear praise and bring pleasure t him and only him. The little bunny's ears flapped back for a moment, revealing the tender shade of pink that was on the inside of her floppy appendages. She let out a soft, sweet moan as he continued to rock his large cock between the smooth cheeks of her ass, over the jeweled little plug back there and teasing her in a way she didn't know was possible until he'd done it.<br><br>She trembled beneath him, her hips rocking in a tantalizing fashion to try and add further sensation to what he was already getting between her ass cheeks. Her little tail continued to writhe, flicking and wriggling over the spaded tip of him. She didn't have conscious control over her tail; it moved rapidly with joy, stiffened when she was afraid or startled, and even trembled if she was frightened too much. It reacted with her emotions, and anyone who paid any attention would be able to see that it always wriggling as much as it could whenever her Master was around and paying attention to her. <br><br>There was a sweet shiver that wracked through her as he growled possessively in her ear. She wondered, for a brief moment, if he truly was possessive of her. He'd displayed it, in a joking manner, in front of the stag that had just purchased Courtney. But she didn't know if he'd just been joking or not. She liked to think that there was some truth to his words and actions, not just a result of the moment they were in. He was clinging to her breasts and she pressed them back actively into his palms, encouraging his touches as much as she could. But the real response, one of true delight, came from when he whispered in her ear that she was a 'good girl'. She squeaked in delight, her tail rapidly wiggling back and forth as she shuddered beneath him. Her thighs clenched a bit and her ass cheeks even managed to squeeze on either side of him. The praise still went a long way with Tulip, and it probably always would.<br><br>Mr. Carson was rising off of her back, removing himself from her breasts, and she shivered with delight as he tugged the leash up in his left hand and began to wrap it around his fist. She could feel it shortening, feeling the pressure of the collar tightening as he kept it taut behind her. Her head was forced back a little, the pressure sickeningly sweet and making her pussy clench. She became wetter between her legs, her hips arching back in response to the tightening of the leash and to the dragging of his cock back and forth. He tapped on the end of her butt plug, making her moan with each increase of pressure that was filling her body. "M-Master..." she moaned out softly, passion filling her tone as he complimented her ass. "Thank-you, M-Master," she moaned out softly at his praise, nodding against the strain of the leash when he said he shouldn't have let it go so long. She agreed with him, and groaned with appreciation when he said he wasn't going to make that mistake again. Her excitement only seemed to mount at that news, the promise that he was going to spend more time with her.<br><br>Tulip cried out, biting her lip, trying to keep herself quiet as he thrust into her suddenly. He stretched her instantly, her muscles tight and unyielding. He hadn't filled her in a long time and she wasn't as used to his size as she could have been. He'd gone straight into her g-spot though, and that made her entire frame arch beneath him. Her fingertips clutched at the grass, practically tearing out some of the pieces, as she bent to his thrusts and his will. She was flushed all over, her ass pressing back against him as she slowly opened up for his cock and felt him pressing deeper and deeper into her. Her eyelids flickered shut and she groaned out sweetly, breathlessly as he filled her up with his massive dick. She was stretched wide and she knew that she'd feel him all day at this rate, the ache of him being inside her, and the sweet sting of how deeply he could penetrate her. Her hips rocked back with encouragement as he moved too slowly for her liking, making her whine quietly beneath him, and begin to plead with him again in a small, tender voice.<br><br>"Master... ah, please, I need more... I ache for you, please..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>23-07-2015, 03:44:36</strong>
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				Although Tulip was far more clothed than he was at this moment. After all she was still wearing<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">that appealing little outfit</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://dm.victoriassecret.com/product/404x539/V412593.jpg)</div></div>, which more closely resembled lingerie than a proper bit of clothing to be seen in out in public. No matter, it still gave her more coverage than his complete lack of clothing. To most eyes it still seemed like the furred masculine physique was far more 'decent' than her scantily clad petite body, and this was just how Mr. Carson preffered it. He felt no need to have the attention drawn to himself, and if that meant he needed to dress his slave girls in appealing erotic attire he did not hesitate. Although that stratagy was a double edged sword, because he was the one with the right to their bodies and when he was out in public he had to show the restraint that was not expected of him within the walls of his home.<br><br>Such restraint had been shown when they had first parked, and instead of pulling Tulip onto his lap and having her ride him to a quick and mind clearing orgasm he had to wait. Again at the table where he watched as Crystal gave him that last longing look as she departed her old master for her new, Mr. Carson had restrained himself from giving her one last fuck to remember him. Now that he was in the secluded small clearing with the large hedges encircling them there was only one reason to hold back, and that was simply because he wanted to. He wanted to watch the sexy little bunny beneath him, and impaled on his cock, squirm with desire. The Flipper was toying with her in ways that he had not found pleasure in for quite some time, since he first found Izzy. The canine did not even try to find reasons behind it and in truth it could have been any number of reasons. From her innocent way that was now pulled back to reveal a greedy horny slut to the pheramones that filled his sense with each breath. <br><br>No matter the reasons Mr. Carson had taken the slow and steady approach and had his thick hard pulsing cock slowly forcing itself deep into her tight little cunt. Every inch could be felt by both the giver and the receiver. Her slick tight walls squeezed his throbbing spaded cock sending jolts of pleasure rushing through the very core of his body. Mr. Carson's eyes were turned down to watch as his furred hips slowly and steadily closed the distance to her thighs. He only stopped with the slightly increased width of his knot started to split the entrance of her puffy mound. At that moment he pulled her chain tighter. <br><br>The sudden show of strength forced Tulip's head back and with it her hips. " Show me my pretty little girl. " Within her she felt the girth of his fat cock spasm, a movement that originated from the tight muscles of the canines core. " Fuck yourself as hard as you can on my big fat cock. " His right hand was slowly sliding up the middle of her back. His middle finger gliding up her spine while the others dug into the tight muscles that boardered her spine. " And when you get me to the point where I can no longer stand it. When you have brought your master to just the edge. That is when I will take over. " His deep voice growled and his left hand tightened the leash's angle on her neck. " Then I won't stop fucking you until you're not only filled with my first load, but my second as well. We won't be leaving this clearing until you're so pumped full of my thick cum that it is causing your cute little belly to bulge and staining the front of your panties. "<br><br>Mr. Carson leaned over and gently nipped at the edge of her sensitive ear. " Doesn't that sound like a wonderful way to spend the afternoon? Fucking in the sun? " His right hand was now sliding back down and when it reached the small of her back he started to gently stroke up and down her sensitive little tail. " I couldn't think of a better way to spend it with such a good girl. Now remember I don't want you to hold back. " His touch was relentless as it teased her playful little tail. " Cum as many times as you can, show your master how much you love being fucked by his cock." With those last words he once again rose up and gave a little slack to her leash and prepared for the best show Tulip could put on.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>23-07-2015, 20:27:03</strong>
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				Tulip was tight and small; her entire body was petite compared to of her Master. The fact that he had a cock to match his frame was a bonus that all of the girls seemed to enjoy on a regular basis. Except Tulip, who had been neglected since her first night there... but she wasn't holding it against him. No, Tulip didn't really feel jealousy all that much, because she knew that he'd eventually get to her. He was a busy man and he had plenty of things to do and other girls to take care of. That last fact seemed to bother her a bit more, but not in a way that she ever expressed. It was something out of her control - <em>she'd</em> been sold to <em>him</em>, after all. Never would Tulip complain about being given to the kindest Master she'd been with so far. Mr. Carson aroused her in ways she'd never known before and she didn't want that to stop. She didn't want it to end. Like right now: his massive cock was splitting her moist, eager little cunt in two and all she could do was writhe gently and moan with absolute pleasure.<br><br>He'd stopped, and she knew why. She could feel the swelling that surrounded the base of his cock, where his knot was. The idea of his knot swelling, filling her up and locking into her made her groan with desire, her eyelids fluttering as he halted - so close to being completely shielded inside of her warm, tight cave. He tugged the chain tight as he stopped, bringing her to gasp and her eyes to shoot open. Her cerulean hues were hardly cerulean anymore, for her pupils had blown wide with lust. Her head tilted back and she could see him slightly, her hips urged back against the slight indication of his impressive knot. He began talking and a slow tremble rolled through her frame, pleased at the tone of his voice and how gravelly it was in her ears. Those long appendages had flopped back gently, revealing the tender pink inside, as she stared up towards him and the sky above them. A gasp lifted from her as he used his muscles to spasm his cock within her, causing her to clench on him in response with the pull of her own muscles. <br><br>Fuck herself on him? That was something she could do. Her spine rolled gently and the muscles on either side of her slim spine seemed to twinge beneath his fingertips. She was tense with anticipation, but her body always had a response for him. His growl made her whimper in submission, and her neck angled gently with her head as he tightened the leash once more. Her breath seemed to catch in her throat at the sweet amount of pressure, a surge of pleasure causing him to ripple around his cock. A little thing that she'd never discovered before now, but he would be aware of now that she'd blatantly showed him. She loved the pressure around her throat, how it would slightly cut off her airway but not make her panic because of a lack of breath. Choking completely was horrifying to her, but in a small dose? She certainly could be on board. At his promise, muttered into her ear, she was writhing with anticipation, her internal muscles clamping and rippling along his cock. <br><br>"I-I want it, Master..."<br><br>The admission was easy and rather unnecessary. She knew that he could see how much she wanted it. Her features were flushed and her body was tingling with response and arousal. She nodded briefly - fucking in the sun sounded like the most beautiful thing to her right now. He began to stroke her tail, causing her hips to urge back and open slightly as he touched the sensitive appendage. The only thing that made her tremble and preen with pleasure was when he called her a 'good girl'. Tulip lived to hear those words. And it only took a moment after he slacked her leash before she began. Her pert little backside clenched as she rocked forward and away from his cock. She only went about halfway off of his cock, before she completely thrust herself back onto him. Her internal muscles were constantly rippling and clenching, her hips swaying and grinding in a tantalizing rhythm. Her tail wriggled with ecstasy and the little bunny began to work her hardest to get her Master to the point where he was willing to take over. She knew that was what he wanted, and she wanted to be a good girl and give that to him.<br><br>He'd been building her up all day, and so her first orgasm came quickly. She rode it out with a loud cry into the air in front of her, her body rocking back and forth on him in short bursts. She would grind down on him whenever he was hilted inside of her, and wriggled as she came off of him. Never did he fully leave her, though - she was too greedy to feel that absence. Like a champ, she hardly paused through her orgasm. She just writhed into him and then continued to rock herself back and forth. Even as she built herself up to a second orgasm that was stronger than the first, strong enough to cause her hands to have to re-grip the grass because she was tearing out pieces. It didn't matter, her little heart fluttering and her moist, plump lips parted with cries of pleasure, sweet moans, and hot, panting breaths. She continued to work him, to be a good girl as her cunt clamped and soaked him for the second him, her entire body trembling beneath him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>27-07-2015, 19:20:07</strong>
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				The warmth of her slick pussy nearly completely engulfing his erection had his muscular body stewing in unadulterated pleasure. His deep breaths had his rock hard abs raising and falling against with the creamy coat of fur that laid upon his trim masculine abdomen. The tightness that was now stretched around his cock was far more that he thought he remembered, and because of the incredible desire he had already built up within Tulip she was already so aroused he felt the heat that radiated from her thighs against his heavy balls that hung between his spread muscular thighs. The beautiful display of her nearly nude body stretched out before him was a sight of artistic perfection, and Mr. Carson's hungry eyes devoured her figure.<br><br>If one were observing from nearly any angle they could watch as Mr. Carson's thick left arm started to curl and draw the leash even tighter around her slender neck just as she began moving her hips. Beneath the lustrous brown fur, which coated his upper arm, the size of his bicep continued to slowly increase as more tension was transferred to her neck through the collar. The Flipper knew exactly how much tension was needed to reach the point where the pressure on her neck would be enough to restrict her breathing, but not enough that she couldn't breath at all. Once he hit that sweet spot the tension remained steady to not further cut out the air she needed to supply herself with the energy to do what what required of her.<br><br>Mr. Carson's large right hand continued to toy with her tail as her hips moved up and down the thick throbbing canine cock that he was sure to keep at least partially filling her. The rippling of her walls around his dick made it painfully difficult to keep focused on anything but the pleasure that came as she pounded her hips back against his engorged cock. Every time she pushed herself all the way down onto his shaft, to the point where his knot started to stretch her further, a deep groan of pleasure passed his lips. Along with the groan her ass was greeted by the invasion further of her jeweled butt plug. The plug was being pushed further into her by his right thumb that had slipped its furry size between her cheeks and pressed the toy and spacer deeper into her.&nbsp; <br><br>Tulip's first orgasm's presence did not surprise him, but it was the way she fought her way through the quivering and trembling that racked her body to continue to drive her hips down on his cock. His deep voice rolled into her ears bathed in the pleasure she was building through his muscular physique. " That's a good girl..... Mhmmm keep going!" His hand that controlled the collar gave her enough space to take in a deep breath as her second orgasm started to take her body into a trembling fit she couldn't press through.<br><br>Little Tulip had done as he asked, and he could no longer just let her do all the work. As her second orgasm started to grasp and squeeze his cock while soaking the throbbing canine shaft Mr. Carson took back the reigns. His right hand gripped the side of her waist, just above her hip bone, and the strong grip had his warm furred fingers squeezing in a significant depth onto her pliable abdomen. While her trembling continued his cock started to drag back out of her, taking more of the shaft out of her than she had dared to while riding him, his hips stopped when the flared head was barely parting her lips and then drove deep into her. The strength in which his hips pistioned back into her was enough that her little cunt was suddenly and violently invaded by the increased thickness of his uninflated knot.&nbsp; <br><br>The sounds that came from his lips were feral and wholly uncontrolled as he let his bestial side start to show. The grip on the leash was released and his left hand dropped to grab her hips on the left just as he did on the right. The leash still remained attached to his wrist but no longer was there that constant pressure upon her neck. The weight of his body thrusting into her from behind caused the clearing to be filled with the sound of furred muscle slapping against fleshy thighs. The rythm at which he was fucking her was far more than the point he had started her at last time, but he was sure she could take it. Even if she felt sore in the morning Mr. Carson was sure Tulip wouldn't mind at all. He was doing as he promised when they started he was taking the control and as her tight little cunt writhed around his cock she was bringing him to the point of no return, and his impending orgasm was only a few thrusts from painting her insides with his thick cum.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>27-07-2015, 21:22:07</strong>
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				There was definitely a thrill, an increase in her motions and pleasure, that ran through her when he slowly began to tighten the collar. She could feel each inch that it shortened, until it put a sweet pressure along her windpipe. It made things a little difficult, breathing-wise, but it was a sweet kind of feeling that she couldn't compare to anything else. In his grasp, her tail writhed with absolute excitement. It wasn't something she would have known that she liked until this moment, and her body writhed against his frame. Her hips wriggled and pressed back and forth as she eagerly tried her best to bring him the pleasure he wanted. Her breasts jerked, swaying back and forth lightly beneath her chest with the pressure of her thrusts. Her pretty little head arched back with the tightening of the leash, her ears flopped back and her eyes closed as her cries were directed more towards the sky now. <br><br>The pleasure he was bringing her couldn't be compared. She'd worked hard to be a good girl, to be someone who caught the attention of her Master and expressed how much she wanted to please him. It seemed to have worked, because here they were, fucking in the middle of a small clearing in a public park. Though, it wasn't like the police would have done anything. He was a well known Flipper and she was nothing but a pet. If they had done it in a more public view, she was certain they would have had an audience. She was pleased that they were somewhere private, though. That was probably the only way she could have performed like this for her Master. A gasp lifted from her as he slipped his furred thumb down between her cheeks and pressed on the plug, pushing it deeper inside of her. She arched back against the feeling and groaned, trembling in the aftermath of a powerful orgasm. <br><br>She fought her way through the first one, letting the tail ends of it work into the building of a second one. The bunny's floppy ears shifted and twitched as he spoke into them, making her moan loudly and preen beneath the praise of being called a good girl once more. Her tail wriggled immensely as he loosened her collar slightly, letting her take a deep breath, and she continued to push back on him. The second orgasm washed over her rather quickly, though - coming up by surprise and was strong enough to stop her actions. She was trembling so hard as she moaned and gasped through it, that her body couldn't press through it like the first. She tried, oh how she tried! But there wasn't enough in her for it - the orgasm rolled through her, causing her to arch beneath him, and let her feeling a bit boneless. <br><br>Mr. Carson had adjusted while she was lost in the last throes of her orgasm, grabbing onto her waist. He pressed in on her abdomen, making her squirm and whimper with a bit of discomfort. Her abdomen dipped beneath his touch and she wriggled a little as he pulled his cock almost completely out of her. A whine of desperation and longing slipped from her lips, and she was rewarded almost instantly as he pistoned himself back inside of her, forcing himself brutally into her tight cavern. Her voice went hoarse, and her second cry was so high that it cut out her voice all together. She writhed, her hands clutching at the grass as she tried to remain calm beneath the animal side of her Master. He was unleashed, and she loved it, loved the lack of control and his growls and grunts.<br><br>"Ah! Master, fuck!"<br><br>The dirty word slipped out easily when she found her voice again. He'd dropped his grip on the leash, causing her head to fall forward as she cried out for him. Her internal muscles were tight and wet, rippling and clenching around his massive cock. She rolled and wriggled a little bit, feeling herself parting and loosening up for his cock. She was hungry for him, hungry for his entirety. She wanted his entire cock in her, wanted to feel the burn of him into the next day. She trembled, clenching around him, as her body was soon subjected to the beginnings of a third orgasm. It didn't take much of his firm thrusting, his grunting and the power he was emanating from behind and above her for the third orgasm to roll through her frame. She was practically sobbing with pleasure now, her body's senses heightened to the point where she couldn't take it. Little breezes on her hard nipples, each tightening of his fingers on her hips, each punctuated thrust. She yearned to feel the catching of his knot on her inner walls, but her orgasm came first with a loud cry and shudder from her tightened body. She soaked his cock almost instantly, her sides heaving with her heavy, spent breathing. But she didn't stop her soft grinds, her body arching back into his thrusts because she <em>wanted</em> him to cum.<br><br>She <em>needed</em> him to cum.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>05-08-2015, 17:57:26</strong>
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				Mr. Carson found her lewd orgasmic trembling pleasing to both his eyes, that reveled in how her scantily clad figure twitched and spasmed below him, and his thick cock that was being assaulted by the tight warm walls of her clenching pussy as her body was doing its very best to return the pleasure he was so kindly bestowing upon her. The grip he had on her hips now was enough to keep her from falling to the ground even if her arms and legs could no longer maintain the strength to support her petite frame. The pressure his hands maintained on her abdomen across the front and his thumbs firmly pressuring down into her back along her waistline. His hold on her waist also allowed him more leverage in controlling her hips and just the exact angle that his thick spaded cock was impaling her at.<br><br>The adventitious control he now had on her lower body was not only increasing his pleasure, by allowing him to pick the more pleasurable angle at which his erect canine cock could fuck that sweet slit, but also for little Tulip. Every deep fast thrust had the spaded head and the rim of the cock dragging across her g-spot and sending her mind deeper into the orgasmic space where nothing mattered beyond how his big throbbing cock felt inside her mixed with the weight of his hips colliding against her ass. Mr. Carson could no longer hold back, and with each deep thrust he found his animalistic side growing more influential. He didn't need to hold his lust back any longer, and in this little private clearing the groans of pleasure filled the air. The sounds came from deep within the broad furred chest, and to an outsider one might think he was attacking her. Tulip should know better though, the sounds were her doing. She had followed his instructions to the letter and because of that she was getting the full brunt of his affection. <br><br>The moment before his orgasm unleashed the torrent of cum into her Tulip's swollen mound was delievered the final portion of his cock, the enlarged girth of his knot. If anything was an alert to the little neko rabbit that she had done a good job this was it. Within her the knot flared up to nearly twice the size of his pulsing shaft's girth and Mr. Carson's abs tightened violently as his body was searing with pleasure. The grip on her hips tightened as the swollen toned muscles beneath the white fur of his forearms flexed and his broad biceps flexed as well. Inside her body the spaded tip sent the rush of the first thick rope of his creamy hot cum into her depths. The Flipper had shown Tulip his fast stamina in the past, and today was no exception. The little bunny would have never thought that Crystal had done her best to drain him completely less then tweleve hours ago from the amount of seed that she suddenly felt filling her womb. With each burst of his orgasm the entirity of his dick throbbed within her tight cunt. From the swollen knot that kept their bodies joined to the spaded tip that invaded her very core&nbsp; and spilled his cum. Mr. Carson began to feel the excessive amount of his potent cum now bathing his fuck-meat as his groans of pleasure continued. Not a drop was going to escape from the ballooned knot until she was beyond full.<br><br>As the intensity of his orgasm abated his breathing slowly dropped back to a normal pacing and he leaned forward. The strong hands moving off her hips and down into the grass alongside her arms. His muscle bound furred chest and washboard abs lowered to rest along her back. Between the front of his hips and the small of her back he could feel her fluffy tail continuing to wiggle. His mouth moved to her ear, using his nose to nudge at the edge of her floppy long ear so he could speak right into her ear. "A great fuck from a good girl. " His deep voice still laced with lust as his right arm shifted off the grass along her arm. The movement of his arm also caused a shifting of his powerful pectoral against the back of her shoulder, and Tulip could feel it all as he crossed the right arm around her body and grasped her perky left breast. The strong fingers squeezed knowingly into that tender flesh as his palm rotated against her erect pierced nipple that was protected slightly by the fabric of her top. <br><br>Still knotted into her she could felt the throbbing eagerness of his cock that had was starting to slightly soften, at least enough for the knot to deflate so he could pull fully from her when he choose.&nbsp; " I am not done with you yet my dear, but I think you need a moment to catch your breath." His lips curled into a devilish smirk that she could not see. The reason for the smirk came when Mr. Carson tightened his abs and lifted his whole body from that bent over position and into an erected position with his cock still completely within her. The lift kept her back against his chest and her left breast contained by his big powerful right hand. His breathing could be felt against her back with the raising and falling of his chest as his eyes turned down to gaze across the front of her body as he contemplated how to take her next. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>05-08-2015, 20:25:36</strong>
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				Tulip was ever grateful that Mr. Carson seemed to be very in tune to her body and its needs, even before she recognized them. He was supporting her before she collapsed beneath him, her lower half still working its hardest to bring him to the ultimate pleasure of orgasm. It didn't matter how tired the little bunny got, or how spent. She was going to continue to try and bring him to orgasm. Her hips were consistent with their movements, rocking and grinding back against his unyielding thrusts while his spaded cock penetrated her deeply. She could feel the slight swelling of his knot pressing against the outside rim of muscles, a shudder rocketing through her as she wriggled with pleasure. She yearned for that knot inside of her, that bittersweet feeling of pain and pleasure as it stretched her almost too wide. She wanted it; she needed it.<br><br>The bunny didn't shy away from his animalistic noises. No - she loved them. She truly felt like prey beneath him, and honestly, it was more of a turn on than she ever thought it could be. Tulip would easily admit that she liked feeling like her Master's prey. She hadn't liked it before, with her previous Master, but Mr. Carson seemed to be completely different. He broke all of her mental rules and broke down all of the protective walls she'd put up as barriers. He unleashed something inside of her that told her she didn't have to hold back and be afraid of repercussions. He wanted her to crave him, to beg for him and to yearn for his cock. There was no shame in what she was feeling, and that was something she'd never known or felt before. So she trembled beneath him, moaning as he growled and snarled at her, loving the feeling of him impaling her on his cock and filling her to the brim just with his manhood.<br><br>A sweet, sharp cry left Tulip's pouty lips as Mr. Carson shoved the rest of his cock inside of her. The knot ballooned out easily, stretching her almost to her limits and putting a delicious pressure on the jeweled butt plug that was resting between her perky cheeks, right beneath her wriggling tail. The bunny was gasping for air, moaning and writhing gently, but not too much. She knew that she could accidentally hurt herself or her Master if she tugged or jerked too hard against his knot. That was something she was desperately avoiding. Tulip felt so full, so incredibly stretched that she was moaning from the feeling of that before she felt the hot spurts of his cum filling her up to the brim. The little bunny trembled as he coated her insides, marking her for his, and continued to pulse inside of her tight little cunt. It squeezed around him, milking him for what he'd give her, while her body shuddered with pleasure. Her head was still hanging as he draped himself across her back, and she whimpered quietly as he nosed her ear over slightly to speak into it. "Thank you, Master," was her breathless response, a little hum of pure happiness rocking through her as he called her a good girl. It was all she ever wanted; Tulip wasn't too hard to please.<br><br>His arm quickly shifted, pulling itself underneath her heaving torso and across her frame. She felt small in his arms, but that was okay. Her breasts arched forward, arms shaking, as he cupped her perky left tit in his hand. The nipple was achingly hard around her piercing as she shifted a little, wriggling for some pressure as he rotated it in his palm and brought on more deep moans from her. Tulip's little tail was constantly wriggling, despite how tired she was, and it rubbed and wriggled right against his washboard abs. She was panting softly, her lips parted and moist, as he spoke again. A slight nod of confirmation was all he would need from her as he shifted back and took her with him. He was holding her upright, pressing her in a new angle, causing her to groan with delight. Her head fell back against his chest, her breasts pushed out gently and threatening to almost spill out of the cute top she was wearing. Her hips jutted forward peeking out from beneath the bottom of the fabric, her legs braced on the ground with this new position. <br><br>Tulip's wide, cerulean eyes opened to stare up at her Master. She was panting, flushed, but it was obvious that she was quickly recovering. Her heartbeat was already calming down and she was beginning to relax back against his body, her lower half impaled on his hardened cock. Like actual rabbits, their stamina seemed to hold true for the little neko hybrid in his arms. They could easily fall into an innate need to fuck and go for many rounds, Tulip especially now that she was healthier from being in his care. It would take only a few minutes of resting before she was nuzzling back against him, wriggling her hips to stir his cum around inside of her body with his own, slightly softened cock. "Ah, Master..." she would moan sweetly for him, her hands softly tucked up and gripping on his broad forearm, squeezing the muscle there gently as her body returned to a rather normal state - or close to one - after their intense first fuck.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>12-11-2015, 01:25:05</strong>
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				The tightness of Tulips hot slick cunt wrapped around his swollen cock in a way that only her's could. The fact that she was a neko-bunny made her body all that much more pliable and receptive to the pleasures of another species. Even if Tulip was unaware of the skills she was born with it didn't matter since to Mr. Carsons had learned very early on in her training that it was more instinctual than trained. The scents her body gave off flared his libido and increased his already nearly unmatched stamina. The way she had opened up to his knot on the first night had been a surprise, even more so when she had no ill effects on her body the next day beyond the soreness which was to be expected, but today like the days after he was ready. The grip of her skilled slit squeezing and milking his jizz spouting cock only seemed to increase when the girth of his knot locked her tight up with him. <br><br>The hot thick cream of his orgasm still lingered in her belly as his strong hands had manipulated her body into the new position. With her still partially clothed from the lingerie that she had worn out she looked far less nude, but far more provocative than her master, but that was how he liked it. Mr. Carsons muscular furred physique did not look nearly as exposed as her body with the multiple tones of brown to cream colored fur covering his muscular physique. From the hard pecs that cradled her shoulder blades to the thick arm that wrapped around her upper body and was currently groping her small tender tit, Mr. Carson looked as if he would be accepted most places if it were not for the fact that his big canine cock was still buried in between her slender thighs. <br>&nbsp;<br>His recovery times had always been abnormal, but when Tulip's pheromones were involved it took him to a new level. The canine master only needed a few moments to rest on most occasions, but now with the sweet scent of the bunny filling his nose and the intense pleasure of her hips stirring his cock up inside her he had yet to even grow soft. Well that's not entirely true, his knot had deflated and with the deflation she was less stretched. That of course meant that most of the cum and her juices that had been locked inside her started to spill out. The cocktail of sex juices did not simply leak out, no it was more of a river of warm fluids pouring down over the base of his cock, his heavy furred balls, and the front of his thighs. The sensation of wetness creeping across his fur only caused the Flipper's lips to curl up into a grin as she started to roated her hips once more. <br><br>"Such a horny little pet. All ready for to be fucked again even though I haven't even pulled out." <br><br>His left hand was groping her tit through the fabric of her tip, but that was also the hand that held the leash upon its wrist. The cool steel of the small links of the leash were teasing her flesh as it hung loosely in front of her. While Mr. Carsons was looking down at her with his deep green eyes the chain caught the sunlight and drew his attention. His large right hand shifted to take hold of the middle of the chain and with it still having a little slack below her navel his fingers lifted it slightly. The shift if his wrist was not overly violent but it was quick enough that the chain swung back then slapped across her inner thigh with enough force to get her attention. <br><br>"Spread wider little one and stir my big hard cock deep inside you." Another strike of the chain stun her inner thigh as his spade tipped erection pulsed within her. Mr. Carsons was interested in seeing how the bunny would respond to the pain since it had been a while since he inflicted any on her himself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>13-11-2015, 00:53:57</strong>
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				The world could’ve crumbled beneath them, and Tulip probably wouldn’t have noticed. She was too enraptured with her Master, with what he was doing to her body and how it was effecting her. He was filling her to the brim with a combination of his cock and the seed he’d poured within her, effectively coating her with his scent. If there had been any question who she had belonged to before, it was answered now without words. She was pliant in his grasp, still panting gently despite her recovery. Her heart was pounding, pushing her blood through her body at a rapid pace, trying to keep up with the exertion that came with being with Mr. Carson this way. He always knew how to drive her to the edge, to push her limits, and thought it might seem like a steep request for her at first, she always knew that it was worth it. He’d never push her to the point where she would be in danger of herself. Tulip trusted him with that. <br><br>Shivers rolled down her spine as he continued to fondle her tit, causing her to arch and wriggle it in his palm. Her nipple was heavy and hard around the piercing, feeling tender and throbbing with an aching pulse of need. His attention to her nipples caused her internal muscles to clench around him, cunt tight and wet and eagerly waiting for more. Her tail wriggled endlessly, only ever stiffening if she was afraid or sad or uncomfortable. A whine left her lips as she felt his knot shrinking, her body quivering as the combination of their bodily fluids began to positively pour from between her trembling thighs. She squirmed a little at the feeling, gasping into a moan as her Master spoke into one of her twitching bunny ears. The soft fur brushed against his own as she wriggled on his cock, her hips rotating and tentatively rocking to stir his cock inside of her, easily arousing her into a pleasured state. <br><br>Tulip had forgotten all about the leash. In truth, during their little tryst behind the bushes, there had been a constant jangling of the chain that she’d simply tuned out. Now, it was even brushing against her body with a bit of a chill to the metal, and she didn’t seem capable of focusing on more than the sensation of his broad hand upon her breast and his cock heavily piercing her between her thighs. She clenched as he looked down, her eyes meeting his, shimmering with arousal as her pupils almost engulfed the coloring of her irises. She looked up at him with a wide gaze, trusting in nature, and so entirely focused on his features that she didn’t realize he was grasping the chain. So when he flicked his wrist, bringing a sharp feeling to the inside of her thigh, she jumped slightly on his cock.<br><br>Her tail stopped wriggling, fear spiking through her as it always did when pain initially became involved. The initiation of the pain had to be eased with Tulip, especially after the abuse she went through. Her breathing turned into shallow pants as she tensed against him, her thighs jumping once more before spreading almost instantly. She reacted quickly, as if trying to avoid another slap of the chain, whimpering quietly. He struck her again and she twitched, jumping, whining softly as her ears began to flatten. Her eyes were glazed over with confusion, arousal, and fear. She seemed torn between them all, her body beginning to tremble as she walked a delicate line between being aroused by the pain he was bringing her and being terrified of it.<br><br>Her little heart began to race in her chest in an all new way as she raised her gaze back to him, ears twitching, as if desperate to find some kind of solid ground in the situation.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>13-11-2015, 17:57:18</strong>
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				The Flipper knew that little Tulip had had very few 'good' experiences with pain, and so far he had been keeping her decently away from the harsher side of the relationships that Masters liked to have with their toys. Their were a number of reasons why he had decided to keep from hurting her so far. The first was that he wanted to show her the softer side of the relationship that she could have with her master, he wanted to show her the mutual pleasure and the unrestricted bliss she could gain from serving loyaly and faithfully. The second was he could already see that her just taking his fat large knotted canine cock put her in some pain while being in a normal session with him, and the third was that he had been focusing so much of his time lately on Crystal that he didn't have the energy to put in to show Tulip that pain didn't always have to be a bad thing. <br><br>As the chain struck her tender clit and puffy mound his left hand gripped tighter on her firm tit. The strong grip of those furred fingers was not static, but the digits molded and massaged the tender flesh even as he kept that grip secure on her to make sure she wasn't going anywhere. Inside her slick warm cunt his engorged throbbing cock was pulsing at it's full length, the 10 inches that stood above the knot and the additional 2 of the still bulged but&nbsp; the not inflated knot at the root of his shaft, keeping her filled to the very brim. Her spasming and squirming around his cock when he struck her caused&nbsp; his bicep to squeeze tighter against her and pull her harder into his warm strong muscular chest. His nose buried in the soft hair inhaled her scent with each deep breath as it nudged her twitching ear. <strong>"Relax sweetling, and allow your Master to do as he wants with your perfect little pussy."</strong><br><br>The compliment was punctuated by his hips rolling back just far enough to slip the knot out of her, and with just enough time for her to miss being fully impaled on his dick he shoved that spaded tip deep back into her. The thrust was timed with another strike of her leash on her clit to further show her the duality of her place. His tongue now slowly slid out and dragged across the edge of her ear as his deep voice rumbled from deep in his chest. <strong>" You're a good little girl, letting me do what I want with this body that is all mine. Tell your master who's body this is sweetling, and tell me what you want to be done to this body that belongs to me. " </strong> He slowly started to draw his cock out of her once more. The more he slid out the more the juices would flood onto the grass between his thighs and the scent of sex heavy in the air.<br><br>The mixture of his strong pheromones that could turn women into quivering balls of need mixed with Tulip's own would have been able to turn any room of nekos or anthros into an orgy of the flesh, but since they were out in the warm sun it was a bit safer except for those who would walk by and grab a whiff. Tulip may not have known what she was doing to him, but the longer it took her to give him the answer the more he was taking the length of his cock from her and he wanted so badly to fill her again and feel the squeeze of her tight eager cunt milking his shaft. The Flipper was slowly becoming addicted to his newest pet and he didn't even realize it and surely wasn't fighting it as his cock throbbed with the urge to breed her and keep her as his. <br><br>Between strikes of the chain he slowly trailed the cool steel of the narrow links between her tender thighs, to tease her smooth flawless flesh. This was to show her that tools of pain could also be tools of pleasure. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>17-11-2015, 00:35:52</strong>
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				Tulip would have been more frightened of the situation had it gone down differently. The fact that her Master had chosen to bring her to orgasm, to keep her on his fat cock and wanting more, was definitely taking the edge off of the feeling of fear that seemed to occasionally rear its ugly head in her conscious mind. It all stemmed from how she’d been treated before, how her old Master had believed in ‘training her’, and had been close to effectively breaking her in a very negative way. It was an area in which she needed some work, simply because it was hard to revert her mind back to the basic need she was feeling and to make it twist away from the idea of pain only harboring pain. She was capable of feeling a swell of pleasure as he struck her clit and mound, causing her to jerk forward on his cock and throw her head back, but the tremble of it was there as it rolled through her body. A bit of a stun, really, before another quiet whimper worked its way out of her reddened lips.<br><br>The little bunny just wanted to be good for her Master. She felt safe in his strong grip, feeling his muscles twitching and tightening against her supple flesh as he kept a good hold on her. He held her through the motions, through her reactions, and kept her safe and close. Soon, the panicked edge that had begun to creep into her visage started to trickle away. Her bright eyes lost that edge of fear, and she was whimpering with the feeling of fullness that he was giving her just by resting inside of her so deeply. Her tall ears twitched gently as he spoke into them, and she groaned, feeling the punctuated thrust of his hips shifting the knot out of her and then pushing it back in, teasing her. Her hands, scrambling for something, ended up gripping onto the arm stretched across her torso, small nails digging softly into his furred flesh. Her little heart was racing quickly in her chest, and she flushed as he thrust once more, then slapped her clit with the chain, causing her to cry out at the duality of the sensations.<br><br>Her body rocked forward, and back, unsure as if how to respond. She bucked back from the pain, but rocked forward to stimulate herself on his cock. The tongue upon her ear had her head tilting gently, nuzzling her head against any part of his body that she could reach, always keening for natural affections. A whimper sounded from within her as he spoke, her tail wriggling anew as he called her a ‘good girl’. It was the most satisfying thing for little Tulip to hear. Even her body responded positively, with a ripple of tightness along his cock before she whined, feeling him withdrawing from her and letting the trapped juices drip out of her and into the grass to pool between her spread legs. “Master,” she whimpered, her voice husky and wrecked. “Master, this body is yours… to do whatever you want with…” she murmured, her eyes meeting his face, before flicking away out of respect for his status and hers. <br><br>There had been an immense amount of trust in those eyes. She knew that she was giving herself willingly to him, to do with what he wanted, but that took a lot of trust. Especially from the previously abused little bunny. Despite that, though, she knew she hadn’t answered his question properly when he began to pull himself further still from her, and she whined deeply, arching and urging forward, squirming to try and push herself back onto his hard cock. “Master,” she pleaded, before she looked up again, panting softly, her features flushed brightly with pleasure and wanting as she finally gave him a good answer, a proper answer of what she wanted him to do to her body. The words were broken by punctuated pauses, harsh breaths, and little noises as he struck her with the chain on her sensitive thighs, leaving little red marks in the wake.<br><br>“Master, please… I-I want your… oh!... your cock in me, please, fil-… fill me up...”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>17-11-2015, 22:00:55</strong>
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				The young bunny-neko slave girl had already shown that she was worth countless times the investment he put into her. Once he cleaned her up and let her heal he could have already sold her for five times the price he bought her at and that was without a single second of additional training by his hand. While she had been a cute little thing when he first saw her in the club on the leash of her old master it was amazing what a few good meals and the proper medical attention could do to turn a slave-girl from a common house pet into the prize of a home. He made a living on finding refurbishment project's like Tulip, and keeping such projects was terribly bad for business. However the more time he spent with Tulip the more posessive he was growing. He loved how her cute little puffy tail feverishly wiggled when she was happy or in the throws of pleasure, the way her tight pussy clenched when he called her a 'good girl' with his cock filling her, the sweet scent of her body when he worked her into a state of arousal, and most of all how she looked at him with those big trusting eyes as if he was the only important thing in her whole world. Mr. Carsons' thoughts remained conflicted about keeping her. In this moment with her body wrapped up against his by the strong furred arm that squeezed her soft body securely into him, her head craning back to nuzzle into his thick brown fur at his neck, her slender fingers squeezing his firm muscled forearm, and the wetness of her moist cunt squeezing around his fully erect cock he didn't know if he could let her go.<br><br>Her soft words wrapped his mind deeper into the spell her body and scent had pulled him into. While his hand still controlled the leash that was now striking her tender bare cunt with less force he became less focused on the training. Against her back Tulip felt the heavy weight of his strong pectorals, covered in the white soft fur, raise into the tender flesh of her back. The sun bathing them in the clearing of the public park turned their lewd embrace into something closer to a work of art. Finally there was something in his mind that allowed him to climb back into control of his bestial desires. <br><br>What it was may remain a mystery, it could have been the click of heels along the walking path near them or the sound of a bird in the tress over head, but whatever it was he found his mind fighting through the hazel of pleasure. It came right when she begged him to fill her up and the little bunny's request was answered. If he had still been lost in the heat of his passion the thrust would have been far different, but now that his mind was back he slowly began to refill her. <strong>"That's a good girl. Savor every <em>inch </em>of your master's big cock."</strong> The striking of her pussy had faded, but it left the inside of her thighs reddened and tender beyond what she had felt in quite a long time. The spaded head of The Flipper's throbbing dog cock started by driving against her g-spot. The head of the engorged shaft rubbed against it as he fed more dick into her slick pussy. Next came the rim of the spaded tip grinding against the extra senstive spot just inside her entrance. The insertion of his cock was slower than she had experienced since the very first time when he wanted to make sure his long cock didn't do anything to tear or break her. <br><br>This time the slow long singular fuck thrust was given to her to force her concentration on his rod. While his shaft was still feeding deeper into her his fingers slipped over her breast and began teasing the exposed perky mound. No longer was he groping and molesting her with a rough force, instead he was teasing and caressing her flesh with his supremely talented touch. The hand that had been working the chain between her thighs now lowered to them itself. His furred fingers slowly stroked up her tender and reddened inner thigh. The touch of his furred fingers was far different that than harsh striking of the chain. <br><br>Once the girth of the top of his knot hit the bottom of her pussy lips she felt him adjust beneath her. <strong>" Now sometimes when a master is tired his pet will need to do the work to please him. Good girls know just their master's like to be rode, and they do not stop nor cum until given permission. " </strong>His long legs were shifting in front of her as his hand on her thigh gripped firmly to make sure she kept herself impaled on his cock as he pulled her down ontop of him. Mr. Carsons was soon sitting on the partially damp grass with his long muscular legs straight out in front of her. His legs slightly parted to give a space for his heavy furred balls to hang without being crushed between muscular thighs. Under Tulips butt plug filled ass she felt his toned lower torso acting as her seat. With his hands sliding off her body for the first time since they left the car. Still the master and slave pair were connected by their sexes but Tulip was given a freedom to express her lust and desire for her master all on her own. <strong>" Now please your master with your amazing tight wet whole, and remember you must ask my permission to cum. I will give it to you, but you need to convince me how badly you want it."</strong> His deep green eyes were focused on her perfect little ass and the tail that adorned it. Hungry for a show as well as a moment to regain his strength Mr. Carsons' cock twitched within her with anticipation.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>18-11-2015, 16:38:49</strong>
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				Tulip often had to redirect her mind away from the idea that she would one day have to leave Mr. Carson. It was a depressing thought, and truthfully, it might be a little harmful to the progress that she was already making with him. Tulip was the type that seemed to form strong bonds with those who cared for her, and it wasn’t going to be easy to just get rid of those bonds. And it would be difficult to convince Tulip that her moving to someone else wasn’t because of something she did, personally. That it was just the next, natural step. It had never occurred to anyone before that maybe Tulip was the kind that needed something stable and steady, something that wasn’t going to change, someone who was going to keep her with the intention of making her theirs and only theirs. She was already so connected to Mr. Carson that the idea of leaving him was instantly upsetting; it also stung, though, knowing that she’d never just be his. He already had two girls living permanently in his home, and Tulip had felt the sadness that came with his absence as he’d tended to Crystal. Maybe it would be something she could adjust to, but in her current mental state, it almost seemed like an impossibility. <br><br>Each little strike of the leash had her jumping, wriggling atop his cock, rocking back and forth as if to avoid the pain and then receive the pleasure that came with him stretching her so deeply. When he’d removed himself from her, leaving her gaping and gasping with want, she had started to tremble before pleading with him, telling him exactly what she wanted. Her little ears flopped and twitched on her head, her tail wriggling endlessly above the pert cheeks of her ass. As he began to slowly refill her, a groan of happiness echoed from deep within her chest, leaving her moist, parted lips in a rush. She nodded, showing that she definitely was savoring every inch as he slowly forced himself within her. The pressure against her g-spot had her moaning, gasping for air as he worked himself inside her ever-so-slowly, taking his sweet time. Her thighs were sensitive and tingling, almost burning with the sensation of the strikes of the metal chain. She could feel it every time her muscles twitched in her upper thighs, when more of his cock began to slip inside of her. <br><br>The moment he began to tease the flesh of her breast, she was arching to meet him. This motion pushed her ass back against him, so her wriggling tail could be felt against the fur along his abdomen, and her breasts arched out to press into his caressing hand. His other hand wandered to her thigh and she jumped a bit, whimpering quietly as he touched the tender, raw flesh. It was similar to how she felt after a spanking – the flesh was slightly welted up, sensitive and pulsing a little, and his touch only enhanced the combination of warmth and pain. It didn’t hurt as much, though, and it was so gentle that her muscles quivered beneath his fingers. <br><br>She had taken a majority of his cock before he began to shift, and she panted softly, nodding to show she was listening to him. It was the only way she knew how to communicate whenever she felt like her voice was gone. And she knew that, after all of the noises and the sounds she was making from the intensity of this session, that her voice probably would be gone. She seemed eager to pleasure him, though there was a stiffness that entered her frame when he mentioned that she would not cum without permission. That was a weakness with Tulip, something that had gotten her into extreme trouble with Mr. Graves. It made her nervous, this part coming into play for the first time, and it showed as she trembled while he adjusted his position beneath her. It wasn’t a tremble of pleasure, but a tremble of fear as her scent surrounding them began to take on the edge that came with such an emotion.<br><br>Her body angled forward with the new position, her petite hands resting on the muscular, firm thighs before her. She squeezed them, her ass pressed back against his torso as she wriggled back into it slightly, feeling the pressure on the plug and whimpering as a result. She shivered gently, her ears perking up as he spoke again – this time, explaining how he was going to use the control. <em>Oh.</em> That was very different from Mr. Graves. He never used to have her ask; he never used to want her to talk. Now, she would just have to beg, and he would permit it. There was no command of not cumming, no command to keep her filthy, whore mouth shut until he let her body cum. No, this was her new Master, not her old one. Of course it would be different, better. “Yes, Master,” she moaned softly, arching a bit before her legs began to work for her. Her hips began to undulate and she moved up and down on his thick, long cock. She would get close to the top, but never remove herself, and then work back down, grinding into his lap before rising back up once more.<br><br>Her little tail wriggled the entire time she worked him, her internal muscles squeezing at his cock. Her pert breasts bounced along her chest while her hands gripped his thighs for leverage. She was eagerly trying to please him, and though this was pleasurable for her as well, it was evident that she was putting her Master’s needs before her own. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>19-11-2015, 05:05:44</strong>
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				The Flipper preferred to be a more active participant in sex. It was the dominant predatory side of him that wanted to be constantly in control of every situation. That control also allowed him to be in charge of his partner's pleasure, another aspect of sex her deeply enjoyed. The powerful canine adored having his pets quivering and shaking in orgasmic bliss while they couldn't do anything to stop him from forcing orgasm after orgasm to coarse violently through their receptive bodies. Tulip had been on the receiving end of Mr. Carson's whims more times than he could count, and that had been just the first night and day they had spent together,&nbsp; and so this moment was taken to allow Tulip to gain some experience of what it maybe like to be put in control of her master's pleasure. Well this was not precisely the first time, since if one wanted to get technical cock sucking was occasionally in the same category, but often times Mr. Carson took a very active role in that as well. <br><br>Tulip's eager whimpers and coos made it all that more difficult to refrain from going all out into her once again from this new angle. The sounds of her sweet tones teased his pointed sensitive ears to the point where he almost just grabbed hold of her hips and started bouncing her up and down on top of his thick pink spaded swollen cock. To restrain himself for the moment Mr. Carson pulled his hands back from her body and tucked them under the back of his head like a pillow. The position of his bent arms had his huge biceps swelling beneath the brown fur to the point where they were even larger than Tulip's smooth thighs. Down his chiseled body the muzzle of the canine anthro pointed so his eyes could take in the lewd view of watching the smaller neko impale herself on his unyielding erection.<br><br>Mr. Carson's breathing was controlled deep breaths. With each intake his broad cream furred chest would raise higher as his abs loosened as well. Then when he exhaled his breath the muscles contracted together and the wash board abs squeezed back down on his flat torso. When Tulip's hips rolled with his big spaded cock in her the muscles tightened even more and the girth of his cock spasmed with pleasure. Inside her tight walls the secured throbbing girth of his cock swelled to a greater thickness and his hips unconsciously bucked up against her ass. The sudden display of strength drove his hips into her ass with such force that a smacking sound echoed through the clearing. The sound of his hips driving against her ass was nearly over shadowed by the deep growl of pleasure that escaped his lips. <br><br><strong>"Oh fuck! "</strong> He could take it no longer and his hand moved from behind his head to grab a handful of her round bouncing little ass. The grip of her asscheek in his strong hand was such that his fingers were angled toward the crack of her ass and just by squeezing her ass he spread the cheeks enough to show of her sparkling butt plug. A grin crossed his lips as the soft fur of his hand slid further over her ass and the thumb slid into the crack of her perfect tight little ass. Now his thumb was pressed between the cheeks of her ass but the rest of his fingers were all higher up just above her butt, and what was to be found there? Well it was the cute sensitive little tail. The Flipper had learned early how sensitive her tail was and he enjoyed using it to encourage her pleasure. His thick fingers started to toy with the little wiggling furry tail, squeezing it and stroking his fingers across it as his thumb pulsed over the plug. <br><br><strong>"Tulip I love how cute your little ass is! Especially with it riding my cock. "</strong> The words encouraged her movements as they dripped with lust. To accentuate the point his engorged cock throbbed harder into her as he started to feel the pressure of the buttplug against the girth of his erect spaded cock. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>20-11-2015, 16:23:39</strong>
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				Where the Flipper’s breathing was ever controlled and rather calm, Tulip’s was all over the place. She was panting, holding her breath, breathing shallowly, and everything in between. The constant shifting of her breathing pace was enough to cause her breasts to be moving, bouncing and stuttering upon her chest and partially encased by the lingerie top she was still wearing. One breast was exposed from the grip of her Master’s hand in the moments before this, but she didn’t seem to notice unless a bit of a breeze tickled at her erect, pierced nipple. The little barbell glinted in the sunlight, and she quivered as her body continued to rock up and down on his thick cock. Her head switched from being tilted back, raising her face towards the sky as she whimpered and mewled out her pleasure, to falling forward and letting her hair curtain around her features, the slightly louder cries coming whenever she was looking down. Tulip still had enough of a consciousness to know that she didn’t want to get caught in such a scandalizing situation. It would probably ruin everything for her if they were to be spied right now amongst the bushes, in their own little clearing.<br><br>Though, there were perks to fucking outside. Tulip loved being outside, and it had been apparent from the moment he’d told her where she was going. She’d perked up, and even when they’d been walking to drop off Crystal, she’d been taken with the sights and smells of the flowers, the fresh air. She loved to have the sun on her skin after being denied it for so long, and she’d even occasionally napped beneath the sun if she had the time back in the house. In her bedroom, which would now only house Gem and herself, she had moved her little cot up beneath one of the windows, enjoying waking to the sun and sleeping beneath the moon. It stemmed from being cooped up so much with her previous Master, and even before this appointment, Tulip had begun to feel a little antsy in the house of her new Master. Getting outside was doing wonders for her, just like his thick cock was doing wonders for her body.<br><br>Tulip was flushed all over, her body trembling as her hips rolled and her petite hands clenched upon his muscled thighs. The angle worked in both of their favors, where her muscles had to clench on him, but she could take him as deep as possible when seated like this. Her little ass cheeks bounced with each slap back against his torso, her tail wriggling happily at the base of her spine. It was extremely soft fur, just like her ears, and rather sensitive and delicate. A cry ripped from her lips as Mr. Carson thrust upward, slamming his body into hers as she was coming down, and she clenched deeply with need. Her orgasm was beginning to rush up on her rather quickly, and it made her heart race in her chest. She knew she’d have to ask him, to plead with him, but she only hoped that he would be able to give her permission. She knew it was soon, and that worried her, but it didn’t take much to get her worked up. It never took much.<br><br>“Master,” she moaned out heartily, arching her ass back to meet his hand as he grabbed at it, taking a handful. Then, he shifted his hand, teasing her crack with his thumb and her sensitive, wriggling tail with his fingers. Her spine stiffened and a large shudder rolled through her for a moment, whimpers and whines leaving from deep within her chest. She blushed brightly at his compliment, and wriggled a little with happiness. It was different from wriggling with pleasure, but only just. “Thank-thank you, Master,” she murmured breathlessly, before she gasped as he twinged inside of her, and she could feel him rubbing against the butt plug she adorned… from the inside. It was overwhelming.<br><br>“Master… Master, please, c-can I cum? Pl-please, can I cu-cum all over your big cock?” Tulip needed the permission. She was quaking, with each thrust up or down, and her grinding was becoming a rather stuttered pace. She was achingly close, and she knew that if he denied her, she probably wouldn’t be able to stop the orgasm from coming. She knew that he probably would realize that, as well. She only hoped that she wouldn’t disappoint him.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>22-11-2015, 17:20:35</strong>
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				The Flipper admired the way Tulip's petite body arched itself while being bathed in both her master's undivided attention and the sun's warm rays that enhanced her stunning flesh. His jade green eyes consumed her scantily clad body that looked far more attractive in this slight state of dress than she would if she was completely nude bouncing on his rock hard cock. While he had seen her from multiple angles already today while she rode him hard he got a more long term chance to inspect how well she had healed after coming to his home. No longer did the burn marks mar her smooth creamy flesh, the reddened wounds that had decorated her spine when he first purchased her were now just small slightly pinkish circles of new healed flesh. Overall he was very pleased with the progress that had been made while he wasn't there completely overseeing the healing and because of that he knew he needed to get something special for Gem, Izzy, and Annabel. <br><br>His thoughts beyond sex were suddenly brought back when his little bunny's cunt gave a violent clench as his thumb pushed her buttplug deeper into her firm but bouncy little backside as she thanked him. Under her little fingers and the long fur of his dark brown coat his powerful thighs tightened. The musculature beneath her fingers danced and hardened as her words started to add to the sounds of her slick cunt sliding up and down on his throbbing pink spaded cock. The girth of his 11 inches did not give way in the slightest as her quivering and clenching cunt walls wonderfully stroked and teased the ridges of his erection. The rim of the spaded tip only added to the pleasure as she felt her master's powerful fuck shaft penetrate her moist hole. <br><br><strong>"Mhmmmm" </strong> a groan of pleasure rolled through is body as he answered her request. <strong>"That's a good girl, following your master's instructions." </strong> His deep breathing picked up and with each sharp intake of breath his cream furred washboard abs and thick pecs expanded only to clench tightly with the exhale causing the defintion of his stunning masculine frame to return. His fingers tightly squeezed the little nub of her soft furry tail as his thumb started to push the butt plug deeper and release it faster. The pumping of her butt plug was not in rhythm of her own bouncing but it was intended as he wanted to see if it made her go wild even faster. He had yet to give his permission yet as he felt her body start to quiver and shake trying to hold back.<br><br><strong>"Don't stop fucking yourself on my thick cock sweetling. "</strong> The Flipper growled with pleasure as his pelvic musculature tightened and caused his cock to stir her insides in a way that she had yet to experience.<strong> "Keep going I know you can take more."</strong> Encoragement filled her sensitive ears as his hips remained still beneath her. His orgasm was still a ways off, but he could feel hers just on the brink. <strong>"Take all of my cock pet, Every thick throbbing inch of your master who treasures you."</strong> His massive canine shaft swelled violently inside her as the iron hard erection continued to be the tool of her pleasure. <br><br>Finally when he knew she couldn't stand another moment he gave in. <strong>"You can cum. Soak my cock with your cum. Be a good girl and don't stop fucking me as you cum! Show me how much you need to be fucked. " </strong> His left hand reached up and gripped a handful of her short cut silky smooth hair. The strength in his massive bicep pulling back caused her to arch and pull her hands off his thighs so she was only able to use her hips and thighs to keep bouncing. <strong>" Squeeze your perfect little tits as you cum and let everyone hear your pretty little moans. They may come but none will get to touch you. You're all mine Tulip, and I want them all to see how pretty you are when you cum."</strong> The scent in the air that was a mixture of her powerful female scent as well as the canine's powerful musk was enough to let anyone with a slightly sensitive nose to know what was happening, but he wanted her to give a more obvious indication of how much she was enjoying fucking herself on the thick pink doggy dick that penetrated her oozing drooling pussy.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>26-11-2015, 16:15:49</strong>
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				Tulip was overwhelmed, to say the least. The bunny was already rather sensitive – as most nekos tended to be – so when she became overwhelmed it usually didn’t last too long after that. She quaked around his cock, her hips still moving, her body still keeping the pace that she knew was pleasuring her Master. Her little tail wriggled with joy at knowing that she was giving him what he wanted, feeling his thick cock twitching and shifting within her depths. Her internal muscles hugged and rippled, her body tensing up tight like a bowstring waiting to be released by his simple command. Her ears flopped back on her head, her blond hair bouncing around her shoulders as she rode him as though her life was depending upon it. He began to speak and it drew shudders from her depths, his deep voice drawing her to ripple more tightly around him. She truly loved hearing his voice.<br><br>Though, despite hearing his voice and understanding his words, she knew that what he said didn’t give her permission. She let out a deep whine as she realized it, her body twinging around him as he squeezed her fluffy little tail. She bounced more firmly on his lap as he continuously worked the butt plug inside of her stretched hole, causing her to clutch at his thighs with a force that he might not have realized that she possessed. Her nails dug into the muscles there, her body winding tighter and tighter around his cock. Her mind was flitting around through the pleasurable sensations, her body trembling in his lap as she desperately tried to control her orgasm that was threatening to burst from her like the breaking of a dam. The focus on not cumming caused her hips to stutter for a moment, but then his voice brought her back once more, reminding her of where she was and what she was doing.<br><br>Her pace picked back up&nbsp; almost immediately as he tightened himself, causing her to gasp at the new sensation and let out a soft, wrecked sound. As he began to encourage her actively, she seemed to be able to focus a little more, letting her mind latch onto his words. She continued with her pace, her internal muscles working just as much as her hips and her heart was. She was panting, her body flushed as she rode his thick cock, her body accepting his entirety and letting it stretch her as much as her body was going to allow his thick fuckstick. <br><br>Patiently, she was waiting for his permission. Patiently, she was waiting for him to give her the command that would free her of this tension. Her mind was on the brink and she was frightened – the scent began to mingle with their arousal, thick in the air, adding an edge – that she wasn’t going to make it. He waited until the last possible moment, when tears were filling her eyes from the combined strain of pleasure, arousal, and worry that she’d cum before he allowed her to. She didn’t want to fail him. She wanted to be a good girl. Then – sweet freedom. He gave her the command, and she hardly heard anything he said after that. <br><br>Tulip snapped over him, cumming hard and soaking him completely as her cry rang out in the small clearing. She arched back as he tugged her by her hair, her hands clutching her breasts and squeezing them as he commanded. She was bouncing on him, but not nearly as much because of the angle, because of the small area in which she could use her hips in the first place. She kept working, keeping him thick and deep inside of her, as she orgasmed over his cock. She was lost to the sensations, her body trembling as she clenched and rippled around him, holding her breasts and teasing the pierced nipples as she came, adding even more sensations and causing her eyes to roll back into her head. “M-Master,” she managed to stutter out weakly as her orgasm began to subside, a weakness entering her body almost instantly as she began to tremble in the aftermath. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>13-12-2015, 19:53:27</strong>
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				Mr. Carsons' abs were flexed tightly making the washboard musculature become even more completely exposed beneath the cream colored fur of his torso. The physique of the canine male was perfectly displayed in the spotlight of the warm sun that bathed the two lovers in the small secluded clearing of the public park. One of his arms was curled back behind his head and with the bend of his arm had the sleek brown fur bulging over the massive swell of his bicep. His chest was raising and falling faster as his arousal was coming to its peak while Tulip was riding the thick pulsing cock closer and closer to her orgasm. The pleasure of her tight squeezing pussy gripping the engorged girth of his long spaded cock was starting to effect him just as much as it was her and his deep breaths, which had his muscular chest raising and falling, were all he could do to try to regain control.<br><br>When she started to cum he tried his very best to restrain himself, but her cries and moans were making it so exceedingly difficult for him to hold back. A deep groan of pleasure rolled from deep in his throat and washed over her with a possessive heat that seeped into her exposed flesh forcing her to focus further on the pleasure that only intensified as she hit her climax. The tight grip that his hand held in her hair strained the roots of the silken strands a the base of her skull encouraging her body to arch further as she perched atop his body. <br><br>As her orgasm started to subside his hand loosened the tight grip of her soft hair allowing her body to regain a steadier posture and be less presented with her chest arched out and her hands moving over her perky breasts peaked with her pierced nipples. Although the little bunny neko had done a wonderful job at following his instructions he had yet to release the climax that was built into his massive cock and had his engorged knotted cock throbbing within her. He was painfully hard and right at the edge, and he wasn't about to let his pretty little pet leave him with blue balls. <br><br>The strong hands of the master moved down to her hips. One slipping from beneath his head and resting on her left side, and the other slowly sliding down her spine. The weight of his warm hand and the furred fingers teasing her exposed flesh. His hand moved across her nude shoulders, over the corset-like top that wrapped around her abdomen, and down to the small of her back to gently brush across her tail before it gripped her opposite hip. Digging his strong fingers into her soft hips he started to slowly lift her up and off the massive girth of his powerful cock. Inch by inch his cock dragged against the walls of tight wet pussy and left her feeling empty as more and more slid free. <br><br>Once his erect cock slipped free a wet slurping pop echoed in her ears. Mr. Carsons left her on her knees as he slid out from under her. Dragging his thick muscular thighs from between her smooth fleshy thighs and the soft fur teasing her flesh as he moved against it. There was a brief moment as the male canine stood tall over his young pet with his huge cock standing fully erect and dripping in the cocktail of sex juices in the sunlight. The hard girth of his knotted cock stood proudly as a monument to his masculinity with the backdrop of his rock hard abs. Beneath the base of his cock his balls hung with a substantial weight in the sack that was damp from the juices of her climax that soaked his loins. The tall canine stood to his full height, towering over his little slave with a confident smirk on his face. "I'm close my pet, but I want you to finish me with your mouth. Come and whorship your master's cock." During his movements his right hand had picked the leash that was attached to her collar. With a gentle pull, exerting his strength on the leash she was unable to resist the pull towards his groin which exuded the powerful musk which hung on the air. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>14-12-2015, 01:03:16</strong>
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				Even in the aftermath of her intense orgasm, Tulip didn’t stop moving her hips. Sure, they weren’t grinding against him as roughly as they had been, but she was aware of how throbbing and hard he was inside of her. She knew that he needed to orgasm first, and she was trying her best to keep herself moving for him. She wanted to give him that stimulation, to milk the cum from his thick knot that was pulsing just inside the entrance to her body, which was now slick with her own sexual juices. A huff of breath left her as he released her hair, a slight throb present from where he’d grabbed her rather roughly, and her head fell forward gently. Her hands trembled as they moved away from her breasts and shifted to his large thighs beneath her, trying to use that base as momentum to keep her hips moving and her body bouncing up and down on his thick fuckstick.<br><br>She was tired, though, and it was showing. She just needed to recuperate from the intensity of the orgasm she just had, but she also needed to focus on her Master. It was quite a predicament, but it was going to be solved shortly by her Master himself. He was&nbsp; moving his hands down her body, causing her to lean naturally into his touch. Her muscles tensed and quivered, her body feeling all of the sensations as heightened touches. She felt like she was burning beneath his touch, goosebumps blooming in the wake of his hands’ paths. Shuddering as he gripped down on her hips, she arched a little and then gasped, trembling when he pulled her slowly off of his aching cock. Her body was gaping as he left her, drooling from the apex between her legs where they had been so absolutely connected.<br><br>Her chest was rising and falling rapidly with her breaths, her top skewed slightly on her torso. She was flushed all over, and she groaned weakly as he set her down onto her knees on the ground and stood up before her. She glanced at him, her eyes slowly ravaging his frame and trailing down his bulking muscles, admiring how his soft fur appeared over them. She shifted a little, admiring his cock completely as a hunger appeared in her eyes that was returning with her energy and her libido. She <em>was</em> a rabbit, after all. She licked her lips blatantly, wetting them and staring at his cock as if she could taste him already. Her little tail was wriggling immediately as she glanced back towards his face with the due deference he deserved, but also holding her gaze there for a moment, lost in the lust between them and the obvious connection that was forming.<br><br>“Yes, Maser.”<br><br>She murred the words out easily, speaking them happily as she felt him tug on the leash and pull her closer to his cock. He didn’t have to pull much; she was already moving, scooting through the grass on her knees and settling there between his large legs. She leaned up and nuzzled his cock, worshipping it as he directed, but not needing the direction. She would have done this either way. She licked over him, lapping up her own juices before she dove onto his cock, her petite hands shifting up to trail fingertips along his gorgeous, heavy balls and her other hand grasping at the base beneath his knot, squeezing and stroking where her mouth wasn’t capable of reaching. Her wide eyes remained open, gazing up towards him with her ears flopped back on her head. She was eager and happy, showing him that she was by sucking his cock just as he’d instructed her from the beginning, using her tongue and her throat to pleasure him.<br><br>It became swiftly apparent that <em>she</em> wanted him to cum just as much as he wanted to cum. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>16-12-2015, 18:29:23</strong>
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				Mr. Carsons was never going to be able to completely keep up with the recovery time of his newest little trainee once she was fully trained and learned embraced the way her body responded to pleasure. The lapine(rabbit) race was known for their sexual stamina as well as the effects that their lust had on those around them, and while Tulip wasn't pure lapine it seemed the traits of her inhuman ancestry did remain strong in her. With each deep breath the scent of her arousal filled his nose and urged his mind down a path that only ended with him completely giving in to the feral need to fuck the gorgeous little bunny-neko until he could no longer move. This was completely different from the first few days and nights which he had spent with Tulip, when she was only starting to show signs of enjoying his attention, but now that she had latched onto him so completely the canine male was forced to attempt to show restraint.<br><br>The restraint he showed was subtle so far, but it was purposeful. Instead of using her hips like handles and pumping her up and down on his cock until he reached his orgasm he had pulled her off and changed positions so that her heavenly tight warm walls no longer were milking his cock. At this moment, while he stood above her gazing down at her arousal flushed body, he was trying not to regret his choice. Mr. Carsons' cock twitched visibly before her big eyes that flashed with her newly renewed hunger. The tall powerful canine dominant shifted his large lower paws over the grass to spread his thick muscle bound thighs to allow her body more room to sink between them. <br><br>While Tulip's pheromones were working they magic on him his were doing the very same to her. The scent of his loins wafting into her sensitive nose worked to cement her desire for that one creature in front of her. The heady strong masculine scent drew her mind to service, pleasure, and all the other rewards that were promised as long as she remained at his side. Once her tongue slid out to taste the flavors of both of their arousal that dripped from the rock solid engorged length of his impressive knotted cock. <br><br>His grip on her leash tightened noticably once her tongue started to lick across the sensitive surface of his throbbing cock. His strong fingers squeezed the leash to the point where the muscles beneath his soft fur started to strain and increase the definition as he felt his orgasm swiftly building. With each lick of her willing and hungry toungue and soft touches of her fingers, that treated his body like a holy artifact, he was already about to burst. The cream colored fur of his abs laid flat across his perfect lickable torso that only shifted minimally as hid breathing started to quicken. <br><br>The moment Tulips lips wrapped around the head of his cock and she started to actively suck him a deep moan dropped from his lips <strong>" That's perfect.... Good Girl"</strong> he knew how much the title effected her by this time and he wanted to make sure she was enjoying her service. She could not have been enjoying sucking his cock nearly as much as he was enjoying it, but the Flipper did not care at this moment because it was her duty to serve. <br><br><strong>"Oh fuck..."</strong> His words surprised even himself as his free hand moved to the back of her head "I'm cumming!" A declaration not to Tulip, because it was unneeded as the sudden force of his hand on the back of her head forcing her lips down his cock that violently erupted the first thick rope of cum into her mouth. The declaration was to the others who may have been watching as his body arched back and his trim hips trusted into her mouth. Mr. Carsons' broad shoulders arched back as his hips held her lips tight as far as they could go down on his cock. The rest of his exposed cock could be seen pulsing as his knot ballooned and rope after hot sticky rope of cum shot into her mouth. <br><br>He held her there only a few seconds before pulling her face off his cock as his orgasm continued to shoot the thick ropes of cum over her face and wherever her little hands aimed his still exploding jizz geyser of a cock. Tulip had put him on edge for a good amount of time and the reward for it was a massive load of his cum that marked her visibly as well as with his scent.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>22-12-2015, 03:13:57</strong>
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				Tulip loved to please her Master.<br><br>It was something that developed solely because of Mr. Carsons and how he treated her. He gave her compliments and affection. He worked with her and made her feel like she was worth something. If she messed up, she had the chance to learn from it with his guidance. The bear that had initially ‘trained’ her had simply used a lot of negative reinforcement. Beatings, burning, screaming, the like. Mr. Carsons had taken a chance when it came to taking her on, and here she was, thriving and becoming the good girl that she’d always wanted to be. Her ears were twitching and flopping a little with the motion of her head bobbing along his cock, her nose wriggling a little as she took in the musky scent of his arousal paired with her floral scent of arousal. Her little fluffy tail shook behind her, resting above her pert ass cheeks, while her lips squeezed and maintained the suction that would bring pleasure to his cock.<br><br>Her fingertips were gentle as they explored his massive fuckstick, worshipping him with more than just her mouth. Soft little moans and other suckling sounds escaped her as she sucked on his cock and he kept the leash tight in his grasp. Eventually, her fingers drifted off and moved to just grasping, while her mouth did a majority of the work. She was taking him deeper and deeper down her throat, willing her muscles to relax as she got closer and closer to sucking near the large knot near the base of his cock. It was an impressive thing, something that made her pussy clench with the familiar feeling of the knot’s memory. It thickened her scent around them, upping her pheromones to think of how it stretched her and kept them tied together. <br><br>The compliment made her murr with delight around his cock, sending little vibrations up the large shaft. She was salivating a little around him, causing some spittle to drip down her chin and soak his cock and even dribble down towards his knot. Her breasts swayed and bounced a bit in her top, causing her to shiver with delight as the material teased along her piercings. Her eyes whipped from his muscled abs – where they had been locked, watching them shift around beneath his fur with arousal in her gaze – up towards his face as he cursed, surprising her in a delighted way. <br><br>Her tail wriggled with happiness. She was making him come undone, and she loved that she had that effect on him. It made her feel like she was doing a good job. And when he announced that he was cumming, she tensed up and moved to just focusing on his cock until he was holding her in place. She sucked deeply and then she swallowed immediately. She licked over his cock as he spilled his seed deep into her throat, causing her to shudder as she didn’t waste any of the evidence she had of his pleasure. She enjoyed the salty flavor as she licked at him, sucked out his orgasm, and swallowed whatever he was capable of giving her. <br><br>A disappointed mewl left her lips as he pulled back, causing her eyes (which had drifted shut in the bliss of her orgasm) to snap open as she looked at him with worry. Then, she closed them, preventing his jizz from getting into her eyes as he splattered thick ropes over her face and even down onto her collar. She was panting, shuddering a little, and made a soft whimper as she licked some of the cum from her lips, opening the one eye that didn’t have cum on it to peek back up at him, looking rather pleased with herself and how she’d managed to get him to cum so hard and in such plentiful amounts. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>23-12-2015, 01:08:25</strong>
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				With each blast of cum spraying from the spaded tip of his engorged cock Mr. Carsons' body moved in full concert while his massive free hand continued to pump furiously up and down the engorged shaft of his stunning cock. His heavy furred balls were pulled tight against the base of his cock that visibly contracted as the hot cream painted her face. His wash board abs flexed with each and every shot of her reward. His abs were not all that were flexing with pleasure, his thick muscle bound biceps, of the hand that held her collar, strained against the soft fur while he watched her allow him to mark her face with his seed as well as the scent that claimed her even more powerfully as his own property. <br><br>Finally when Mr. Carsons' finished his hand fell away from the length of his cock and the huge girth sagged slightly from the powerfully erect position it has just been held at. With his orgasm reached and concluded the tall canine took stock of the aftermath of his fit of passion. Little Tulip had her face nearly completely covered in his powerfully scented cum, but the look in her eyes told him that she was very pleased with herself. He was guessing she'd love the chance to get her lips wrapped around his cock that was now hanging between his thighs. The girth of the flipper's impressive shaft didn't seem to want to be finished with the festivities yet, and with the floral scent of her excitement still tingling in his nose it was becoming a task to simply have the restraint to know when to quit with her. <br><br><strong>"You're quite the sight sweetling."</strong> His voice was soft but the joy in his words was hard to miss. He was very happy with her and the faint swishing of his tail was another indication of how proud she had made him. He was right though, their vigorous training session in the middle of the park had caused her to look quite a mess compared to how she did when she left the SUV with Crystal in tow. <strong>"But that is mostly my fault. I do hope you enjoyed our time together this afternoon, and I promise that it won't take so long for us to have some one on one time in the future." </strong> <br><br>Mr. Carsons loosened his hand on her leash but still kept it in his grip as he moved through the small area of grass and stepped back into the khaki shorts that had more than enough room for his pawed feet to slide through. The shorts were pulled up high enough that his cock was hidden from view but the size of his still partially hard erection was visible against the fabric. Securing the buttons of the fly quickly Mr. Carsons then turned his attention once again back to Tulip. <strong>"I don't know about you, but fucking such a sexy little bunny makes me hungry."</strong> The hand holding her leash gave a gentle tug encouraging her to come to her feet as he closed the distance between them. <strong>"Now are you hungry too or have you already had your fill?"</strong> As Mr. Carsons spoke his free hand raised to gently stroke over one of her long floppy ears. His long skilled fingers toying with her tender but sensitive sensory appendage. Mr. Carsons was truly feeling a deep rooted affection for his newest slave, and even if it was influenced by her pheromones or not he didn't care in the the slightest.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>23-12-2015, 15:18:30</strong>
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				Tulips’ eyes drifted and followed the falling of his cock between his powerful thighs. She licked her lips once more and her tail twitched behind her, ears shifting on her head as she began to come through the fog of lust. She blinked her open eye a few times before she perked at his compliment of her. The words made her blush beneath the layer of cum, giving her a beautiful rosy hue to her skin along her cheeks and throat. Her ears shifted on her head as he continued to speak to her, talking about the time they had this afternoon. Tulip looked incredibly satisfied, and pleased, that he’d decided to bring her out this afternoon during the sale of Crystal. She had been missing him something fierce and feeling a little down about the lack of time she’d had with him. As a bunny, she was naturally drawn towards affection and tender gestures, so she could feel neglected rather easily. It was a reason that bunnies and their hybrids had been so popular; they’re extremely loyal to those who care about them and treat them right. That, and they often had a high sex drive. <br><br>“I hope not, Master.”<br><br>The words were spoken with hope and happiness, her content mood easily bleeding into her tone. She was starting to look a little uncomfortable, though, with the cum on her face. As a bunny, she had a similar cleaning regimen to a feline species, and preferred to be clean. The little bunny found that her skin was rather sensitive, too, and so as the cum was beginning to dry a little, it was starting to be a bit itchy and irritating. Tulip didn’t move as she wriggled her nose, watching as Mr. Carsons stepped back into his khakis and she watched him get dressed. She blinked for a moment, and then she chewed on her bottom lip before she blushed again, giggling softly as he tugged her up towards her feet. “I-I’m pretty hungry, Master,” she admitted quietly, her slim tummy beginning to rumble. She could definitely go for some soup and a salad, or just a really large salad.<br><br>A soft murring sound left her as he stroked down her ear, causing her head to tilt back towards his hand. Her top was skewed to the side, and she looked thoroughly debauched, but happy about it. She shivered a little bit and then glanced at him, her eyes wide and trusting. She spoke in a gentle tone, one that only hinted at nervousness towards what she was saying. “Master… please don’t take this the wrong way… but if we’re going to go eat, could I please wipe off my face?” She definitely appreciated what he had done, and what they had done together, but she was a little embarrassed at the idea of going into public with copious amounts of cum on her features. That, and it was rather distracting, while making her shift on her feet with a bit of discomfort as it continued to dry on her skin.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>25-12-2015, 17:58:35</strong>
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				He was proud of his young slave girl for all the improvement she had shown over the past few hours alone. The first time outside of his house since he owned her was a big step for the little one and she had shown that she could conduct herself appropriately in public without making a fool of herself. She had even been wise enough to follow Crystal's lead when the blonde had still been there to give some direction. With his deep green eyes turned down to focus on her cute innocent face that looked so hot covered in the mess of his cum he couldn't help but feel his cock twitch in arousal from the sight. It was a good thing he just finished pulling the shorts back on his lower body or they might have gone for another round. <br><br>His thin lips turned up into a grin around the pointed muzzle as she admitted to being hungry. <strong>" I guess hunger is to be expected after you rode my cock so long. "</strong> he added the words after he pulled her up to her feet in the tall heels that she had started to get used to. Mr. Carsons let the lewd words hang in the air as he watched her reaction to them. Her question about cleaning her face was responded to with a slight nod as&nbsp; his large hand dove into one of the pockets of his kahki colored shorts. <br><br>From his pocket he pulled out a soft emerald green cloth and offered it to her. <strong>" Here clean yourself up with this and I'll help you get your top settled back on you correctly. "</strong> Once she took the cloth and started to clean her face he moved behind her. His strong hands gripped along the sides of her rib cage and down to her narrow waist. The strong fingers pulled the top a little higher to further expose the bare flesh of her midriff that looked even more exposed since her panties had been discarded and her bare little pussy was exposed to the world as it remained glazed the thick cream of his cum and her girl cream that coated the inside of her thighs as well. The strong hands pulled the top back into place to cover the front of her perky little pierced nipples adorning her gorgeous breasts. Eventually a few moments after he got her top adjusted his hands continued to roam over her body. The weight of his thick fingers drew her little body back against his bare muscular furred chest as they roamed down over her stomach. The warm touch of the canine anthro's digits slid a bit lower over the front of her bare hips as his nose dipped to nudge along the edge of her ear as he took a deep slow breath of the sweet scent that wafted from her little body. <br><br>Eventually he let her go and his hand reached down to take a hold of the leash and give it a gentle pull. It was time for them to leave the little clearing that had, for those few hours, been their own private out door escape. Mr. Carsons's glanced back to Tulip who still had the soft cloth. " Are you done cleaning yourself pet or do we need to find you a bathroom?" He wasn't sure which she would prefer but would have to remember she liked to be clean.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>26-12-2015, 19:49:09</strong>
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				Tulip loved being outside. It had become an obvious thing whenever she’d managed to get time out in the gardens in the backyard at the house. It was the only time she’d been able to have an excuse to go outside, in the safety of the fenced in area. Now, she had gotten to come out with her Master and walk around beneath the sunshine, enjoy the grass beneath her, and even get pleasantly fucked behind some flowering bushes that smelled positively delightful. The little bunny was very in tune with nature, and that was why she preferred to be outside. Her very essence smelled of flowers, after all, and her name was obviously an appropriate one, considering. As a bunny, it wasn’t odd for her at all, but she didn’t even understand her rarity or her worth. She just knew that she’d never seen another hybrid like her before and that her Master liked to take good care of her. That was all that mattered.<br><br>A blush colored her cheeks as her Master commented on her riding his cock, but it made her grin happily. Her little tail wriggled as he helped her to get onto her feet, her legs shaking for a moment as she remembered that she was still in those heels. She was wobbly in the aftermath of their little session, and it took her a minute or two to steady herself where she was standing before him. Her eyes flicked towards his hand as he moved it into his pocket – though they definitely lingered away from his pocket for a short time – and she smiled, delighted as he pulled out a cloth. A relief seemed to sweep over her; he wasn’t going to be offended by her act of wanting to be cleaned off. That was good. That was really good.<br><br>Tulip would have been a bit distraught if he had expected her to want to go and eat in a public place, looking as she did. She wiped herself off as best as she could, and it was a good effort considering she just had the cloth to work with and her Master’s distracting hands. She arched a little as he touched her, always aware of where his hands were and in tune to her Master’s touch. She always seemed to lean into his hands, shivering a little as he adjusted her top and then slid his hands lower towards her hips and her nexus. She urged her hips forward a little, gasping softly, a blush coloring her features as he snuffled along her ear and hair, obviously scenting her. She inhaled deeply in return, her little nose wriggling, before she shuddered and he released her from his hold. She glanced towards her discarded panties and blushed again, managing to pick them up before he took hold of the leash and pulled it gently.<br><br>“Master…?” She spoke softly, another request forming as he began to urge them both out of the small clearing. Her ears were semi-perked – though obviously too heavy to ever stand up off of her head – and her eyes were a little wide. But, overall, she seemed relaxed and comfortable around her Master. “Could… could I put these back on?” She wasn’t ready to be so exposed yet, not for others to see. It made her feel dirty to know that others could view such sensitive parts of her, when she felt like she belonged to her Master. She was still holding the dirtied cloth in her other hand, and she looked at it before glancing back up at him and giving him a soft smile.<br><br>“I think I’m done, Master, thank you.” She could always take a complete shower or bath whenever they got back home.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Incant</strong> on <strong>28-12-2015, 16:40:37</strong>
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				Mr. Carsons was not going to push her into situations that she was not quite ready for today. Of course there was going to be a time when he would look down at her with a bit of disappointment that she had to ask him such questions, but today was not that day. He waited patiently while she used that cloth to clean her soft cheeks and smooth forehead of the thick ropes of cum that had started to dry there. As she cleaned her face with the soft cloth his hands continued to tease her petite body. His strong furred touch was warmer than a human's and she could feel that increased heat soaking into her flesh even through the solid fabric of her little top that was now back into place. As his hands roamed further down her body the more she could feel of his arms which embraced her against him. The weight of his biceps squeezed gently beneath her arms and along her rib cage as his hands slipped over the exposed front of her thighs. <br><br>The heady foresty tinge of his scent wrapped more securely around her as his muzzle and cheek rubbed against her soft blonde hair and that perky sensitive ear. The brush of the side of his furred muzzle rubbed against the area where her half perked ear met her skull as he savored her light floral scent. His eyes had faded closed for the moment until she decided to move. The movement caused his eyes to come open and, his fingers to slide from the inner portion of her thighs back across the tops of them to tease along the outer portion of her exposed thighs and the sides of her cute little cheeks until she slipped out of his grip to pick up her panties. <br><br>Mr. Carsons looked down at her panties then to her face with a questioned look in his eyes. He wasn't ready to force her to do something that she didn't want to do. The Flipper was disappointed that hiding herself was something that had been so deeply ingrained in her. He took his soft green cloth rag back before he began speaking. <strong>"You may put them back on, but I don't see why you think you need them my pet. "</strong> His soft tones were reassuring as he continued <strong>"You're a stunningly beautiful young flower and a wise master should use clothing to accentuate you're gorgeous little body. "</strong> He let the words hang in the air as his gaze slowly drifted down off her face over her body.<br><br>The weight of her master's green eyes moved over her like a phantom touch admiring every bit of her. Even when his eyes slipped across her well fucked and still glistening pussy they then flicked back to her face. <strong>"If you're not ready to be exposed as such yet I understand, but you should not be ashamed of your naked body Tulip because it is stunning. Your body is a possession of your master's a beautiful object to be envied by others and&nbsp; one that shows his standing. Every mark upon your body reflects upon your master be it the healing wounds or the reddened blush of arousal. All are signs of what has been done to you by those who are wise enough to read them. "</strong>&nbsp; He instructed plainly as he could so she'd understand and his tone was soft and gentle as he complimented her as well as explained his reasoning.<br><br><strong>"Now you may put them back on to cover your perfect little pussy, that I can still see is leaking some of my cum. Once they get wet they will also signal to others, who can't take their eyes off such a gorgeous pet, about what we have done. They will know that you're my girl, but they won't know what a good girl you are." </strong> Mr. Carsons held the leash in his hand as he waited for her to put her panties on, and once she was steady back on her feet he started to move out of the clearing and once more through the park.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flipped || Incant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mael</strong> on <strong>31-12-2015, 01:33:28</strong>
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				Tulip regretted that she’d moved from her Master’s embrace. She’d obviously been relishing it, his scent and his touch. She enjoyed how soft his fur was and knew that she could spend a good amount of time running her fingers through it. Tulip would love to just curl up with him in his large bed and massage over those muscles, but asking for something like that would probably be too much for the busy Master. She chewed on her bottom lip as she looked at him, her panties in her hand, the collar around her neck shifting a little as he held the leash in his hand. She looked a little confused as he began to speak, her eyebrows knitting as she tried to feel reassured&nbsp; but found herself regretting her decision to put her panties on. It made her uncomfortable, knowing that others would see her private areas that she considered solely for her Master, but she realized that her Master didn’t mind and it sent her mind into a bit of a short-circuit.<br><br>The bunny hybrid looked torn, between wanting to please her Master and make progress, and then wanting to feel comfortable like she initially expressed. She swallowed a little bit and then looked down, blushing as she felt the weight of his gaze upon her body. She flushed, almost instantly, as if innately in-tune to her Master’s desires. It was easy and part of the reason that bunny hybrids were so popular. They became attached and rather bonded to their Masters. The compliments made her warm inside and she couldn’t help but smile a little bit to herself, before she shifted a little on her heels. She knew that he wasn’t chastising her, but just letting her know that he had his reasons for expressing those thoughts. It explained a lot, but it didn’t seem to ease her feelings about it<br><br>“I-I guess I just… I feel like n-no one else should…” She trailed off for a moment and then frowned, before she sucked in a gentle breath and she stepped forward, shifting her panties into the front pocket of his pants. She stepped back then and gave him a weak smile, trying to get through the initial feelings of discomfort. Her little tail wriggled slowly and she shifted once more on her heels, then she canted her head a bit and blushed as he mentioned that he could still see her leaking his cum between her legs. It dripped a bit into the grass between her heels and then she sucked in a breath, putting on a brave face. Her ears twitched on her head and then she stepped forward, waiting for him to begin leading her out of the park and towards wherever they were going to eat. She was starving, and her stomach rumbled to remind them both.<br><br>“I want to be a good girl, Master,” she murmured softly, her voice gentle as she looked at him with her large eyes, giving him a soft smile. Her stomach rumbled again and she looked surprised, eyes widening as she looked down, touching a hand over her slim abdomen. A blush colored her features again before she waited patiently for her Master to lead her along by her leash.<br>
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