The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)
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				Title: <strong>The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>12-07-2008, 23:43:39</strong>
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				<em>The raiders had come in the early hours of the morning, silently rushing into the village and killing the few on watch before they could give warning.&nbsp; The burning began almost at once...followed by a slaughter.&nbsp; The fields were set alight, and only an ill shift in the wind brought the flames back against the village itself until naught was left but ashes and bones.&nbsp; By the time the Sheriff's men at arms rode out from the distant keep, just past sunrise, the raiders were already gone...vanished back into the wilderness from which they had emerged.<br><br>Another village perished in flames and blood.&nbsp; In another land, in another time, such might have earned more tears and more than a mere note in the Lord Baron's census roll.&nbsp; At the very least, it might have spurred greater effort on the Sheriff's part!&nbsp; But this was a land torn by the rough wooing of border strife, and even the news that one or two peasant girls survived to fall into beastman hands would not have convinced a veteran Marcher to bestir himself.<br><br>One girl, at least, had survived...she had awoken at the merest hint of trouble and, shift-clad, fled into the night to be caught by the Beastmen who now held her captive.&nbsp; Expecting to be slain, raped, or both, she was instead bound and carried along as the bestial humanoids hurried back into the wilds, her fate uncertain but undoubtedly dire!</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>13-07-2008, 09:13:59</strong>
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				Emerald green eyes lightly fluttered open, sorely and reflecting much pain. The girl moaned lightly as she tried to get up but failed. She was tightly bound by thick ropes around her sides, binding her wrist behind her back and tying her ankles together. Fair skin burned from the rope running against it. Lightly tanned leather covered the girls chest and a make-shift skirt. <br><br>Her temple oozed crimson just above her left eye... blood. The last thing she could remember before blacking out was running from the terror that came to her village. The elders and men yelled for the women and children to run but it was too late. She received a sharp blow to the head as the world went black.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>13-07-2008, 15:58:52</strong>
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				Slowly her vision cleared, resolving into a patch of dirt near a campfire, surrounded by Beastmen of various sorts!&nbsp; She seemed to be off to one side, and unwatched...<br><br>At least until the unpleasant features of a Rat-kin loomed into view and poked and prodded her with one naked claw.&nbsp; It snorted and turned back to speak to the others, apparently announcing her return to consciousness.&nbsp; A few moments later, another one, a one-eyed Wolf, came and squatted next to her, holding a bowl of porridge to her lips and tilting it so that she might eat.<br><br>It smelled okay...just grain, maybe some vegetable.&nbsp; No meat.<br><br>Wolf spoke to her softly, his tone encouraging.&nbsp; The words might be another matter.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>15-07-2008, 03:08:37</strong>
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				She emitted squeals of fear as she tried to move away from the rat-kin's touch. She closed her eyes as the wolf came to her side, recoiling and readying herself to be hit by the creature. As the blow did not come to her form she slowly and still fearfully opened her eyes.<br><br>She relaxed slightly as he offered her food. Lightly the peasant licked her dry-cracked lips and ate what somewhat resembled food. Her eyes continually darting from the bowl and back to the wolf. The elders of her village told of horror stories from these creatures. They were warned since the humans were little to fear these half human creatures. She slightly relaxed at the soft spoken and encouraging tome of the wolf. But she never quite dropped her guard. <br><br>She was shaking lightly in fear of these half men. Her cut above her eye cracked open again in the struggling as slowly ran a small trail down the side of her face. She coughed roughly, her green eyes closing as she felt rather sick all of a sudden.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>15-07-2008, 04:55:33</strong>
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				As she ate, Wolf tilted his head this way and that, as if checking her health.&nbsp; After a few moments, he turned and barked something in their strange and gutteral tongue.&nbsp; After a moment a smaller Wolf, darker and limping, bearing a satchel with him, approached and knelt.&nbsp; The first Wolf pointed to the cut on her head.&nbsp; The two murmured back and forth.&nbsp; Then the darker one dug a small pot out of the satchel.&nbsp; Dipping one clawed finger into the pot, he smeared a foul-smelling ointment on her cut...<br><br>The pain, at least, went away at once.&nbsp; Wolf nodded in satisfaction and dismissed his associate, then followed suit.&nbsp; For the moment, she was left alone again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>15-07-2008, 05:04:50</strong>
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				The girl flinched as the other wolf moved to touch her face, eyes closed tightly expecting to be hurt by them. As her pain left and so did the other humanoids she slowly opened her eyes. Relaxing slightly she rolled onto her back slowly letting her guard drop.<br><br>Perhaps all the tales they were told as children were lies, lies to just keep them away from these seemingly nice people.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>15-07-2008, 05:09:35</strong>
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				Soon after, too soon after, Rat returned and hauled her to her feet--not gently, at that, but not so roughly that she got hurt.&nbsp; Before she could do more than squawk in alarm, he grabbed her around the waist and swung her over his shoulder!&nbsp; All around her, Beastmen were checking their equipment, kicking dirt of the fire, and moving off into the darkness.<br><br>Too soon, the Rat bounded off with the main group, moving as though she weighed next to nothing, ignoring the way her slender form jostled and bounced on his broad frame.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>15-07-2008, 06:08:07</strong>
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				As soon as she was touch again the girl screamed as tried to kick. But the ropes around kept her from creating a fuss. "Put me down! Stop! Please! Help!" Could be heard as he ran to catch up with the group and with the human over his shoulder crying. All the bouncing and jostling from the running pulled at her top. Her band of animal hide that coved her breasts quickly slid down and to her waist. As the skirt bunched upwards and exposed her bare rear. She continued to try to struggle and scream in protest.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>15-07-2008, 15:04:40</strong>
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				Her cries went unnoticed as the Beastmen ran off into the darkness, jogging steadily toward some unknown destination.&nbsp; And soon she was sore and weary, bruised and battered as her slight form was passed mid-stride from Beast to Beast to keep the group moving as swiftly as possible.<br><br>Sun's light brought no relief, as now she could see both her tormentors and the lands through which they ran: the warband numbered at least fifty, a mix of Bear, Wolf, Rat, and the occasional Cat.&nbsp; The terrain was rocky and getting steadily steeper, so they were heading into the Badlands.&nbsp; As she knew, no Human expedition ever came this way...
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>15-07-2008, 21:24:30</strong>
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				She felt absolutely hopeless as they traveled further away from the areas she knew. Then the Badlands came into view. Her body was numb from all of the jostling around. Every now and then she tried to plead with her capturers. But other wise had given up most of the hope she had before of being found or rescued. She moaned sorely as her whole body acked in pain from the journey.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>15-07-2008, 21:30:45</strong>
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				By the time the Beastmen stopped again to rest, she was exhausted enough to fall asleep at once.&nbsp; This, alas, meant that when they picked her up again a few hours later, she had not eaten...<br><br>Long hours of bone-jarring travel followed, hunger gnawing at her gut and fatigue dulling her wits before they came in sight of a rude keep high in the mountains.&nbsp; This proved to be their destination, and once inside the massive stone gate, her bearer (a Fox, with mottled grey and brown fur) handed her over to a number of females of their kind.&nbsp; They, in turn, brought her to a small chamber with a bedroll and set her down before withdrawing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>15-07-2008, 22:23:33</strong>
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				The small framed girl just tried to curl up into herself, trying to just disappear from this nightmare. She was still exposed from her jostling about and she could not fix it or move much to curl up to herself. All she could find herself to down was moan in pain as every inch of her body hurt. Her emerald eyes were heavy from the lack of sleep and the pain that raged inside her from not eating. Her weary eyes dragged closed as the quiet made it easy to lull to sleep. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-07-2008, 15:05:51</strong>
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				She was eventually shaken awake by two of the females, who gently took her in hand.&nbsp; Ripping away the last of her rags, they took her to a large tub of warm-ish water and there scrubbed the dirt and sweat away...one holding her helpless while the other washed her body, smeared a tingly, stinging lotion on her limbs and mound, and then washed that away as well.<br><br>The lotion proved to be some sort of hair-removal elixir, leaving her skin as smooth and bare as a newborn's.&nbsp; Then they dried her and put her in a clean linen shift that clung to her body in embarrassing ways.&nbsp; Only then did they bring her another bowl of porridge.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>16-07-2008, 19:27:13</strong>
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				"What are you doing." She began to cry as her skin burned. This was all so strange to her and no one seemed to want to talk to her. "Hey! Stop!" <br><br>As they redressed her and gave her food she quietly thanked the two females. She became weary of why she was stripped of her clothes and had her hair removed from her body except from her head. The girl's gaze moved from her food to the women that had just cared or somewhat cared for. There was something going on and she did not like the feeling it brought down in her gut.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-07-2008, 21:11:04</strong>
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				The women, neither of whom seemed to speak her tongue, kept a watch on her as she ate.&nbsp; Speaking quietly between themselves, they seemed more concerned with keeping her here than anything else...
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>16-07-2008, 22:06:16</strong>
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				She set the bowl down lightly on the ground, having clean any morsel out of it. The emerald gaze moved back and forth from the two girls as she sat on the ground. Pulling her legs up to her chest, she rested her chin on the top of her knees and wrapped her arms around her legs. Nothing seemed to be going right for the human. She tucked her still wet hair behind her ears, trying to prevent the water from wetting the front of this shift that she had been dressed in. She could not imagine how it would look if her breast could be seen even better by the water and the cloth mixing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>17-07-2008, 03:48:55</strong>
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				Shortly after she finished, two of the males...the two Wolves from before...entered.&nbsp; The small, darker one took her chin in his hand and tilted her head gently to one side, looking at her wound.&nbsp; He nodded, then released her and stood back.&nbsp; Then they beckoned to her, clearly wanting her to follow them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>17-07-2008, 04:40:26</strong>
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				She bit her lip not knowing what to do or even if they knew her language. She just sat for a moment trying to figure out if their gestures were for her to follow or if they were a sign of something else. It might have been simple but she could not be sure of anything anymore. She felt her wrist as they had bruised from all the bindings that restricted her before. But her gave quickly went back to the two males.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>17-07-2008, 04:45:37</strong>
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				They led her toward a central hall with a fire pit in the center and a throne of sorts at the far end...and filled with Beastmen!&nbsp; Drinking, feasting, bragging and gesturing Beastmen, clearly enjoying the bitter fruits of their raid.&nbsp; But the Wolves flanked her and took her arms, leading her toward the throne and the hoary-maned, clean-limbed Skunk who sat there.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>17-07-2008, 04:57:33</strong>
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				As she was thrown to her knees in front of the skunk-man. The girl kept her gaze downward, now more than ever she did not want to make eye contact with any of the creatures around her. The girl could feel the eyes of all the other humanoids on her, the stares made her shiver. She did not nor did she feel the power in herself to try and move away from them even if she wanted to.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>18-07-2008, 05:02:27</strong>
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				Wolf and Skunk shared a brief conversation, the Skunk sounding more and more amused with every passing moment.&nbsp; At last, he sat back with a grunt of pleasure and gestured to her, beckoning the girl to approach him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>18-07-2008, 05:10:59</strong>
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				She flinched at first at his gesture, but slowly she got to her feet. The girl continued to try and not make eye contact with anyone. This Breast-man seemed to be their leader, she had to bring her emerald gaze to meet his. She stepped closer as she was just out of reach of him as he sat. The girl was not thinking ahead, it was still easy for him to grab her and do with her what he wanted. She was small in form compared to everyone else around her. If she didn't do something they liked, any of the humanoids could easily kill her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>18-07-2008, 15:51:43</strong>
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				When she was halfway there, the old Skunk leered and spun one finger in a circle, clearly wanting her to turn in place and show herself off to him...for whatever reason.&nbsp; His 'court' seemed to appreciate this, and rumbling laughter sounded from the corners of the hall.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>18-07-2008, 16:00:49</strong>
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				Slowly the girl turned in circles, not once but twice as he motioned to her to keep turning. She bit a her lip as she hoped that he did not do something drastic like kill her on the spot or force her to have sex with him right there. The thought made a chill run down her spine and sent a chill over her body. Her firm breast shook slightly as she shivered from the thought, her nipples becoming erect from the chill and her lack of clothing. <br><br>How could her body start to betray her like this, especially now or all times. The young girl thought as she felt their eyes roam over her slender frame. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>18-07-2008, 16:03:57</strong>
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				The older Skunk laughed and called over his shoulder.&nbsp; Two more attendants appeared and took her by the arms, pulling her away from the assembly to the collective amusement of the many Beastmen.&nbsp; They, both young and probably pretty for their type, were a Deer and a Mouse, and they ushered her back to a small curtained-off alcove.&nbsp; The Deer let go of her arm to reclaim a staff left against one wall, then turned to regard her for a moment.<br><br>"You...not hurt?"&nbsp; She glanced at the Mouse.&nbsp; "Head is not broken?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>18-07-2008, 16:53:17</strong>
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				"Sore and bruised." She muttered before backing up against a wall. She slumped to the floor and curled her legs up to her chest. She buried her face in the little picked she created between her knees and chest, She wrapped her arms arms around them and hid her face from the Breast-men and light. She was still shaking slightly, not having the fur that kept the rest of them warm to kept herself warm. The night was falling and it was becoming cold as she shivered. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>18-07-2008, 17:02:31</strong>
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				The Deer nodded sympathetically.<br><br>"You, not liking this day.&nbsp; Understanding, I.&nbsp; But is unfinished.&nbsp; Lord's son claims you soon."<br><br>She patted the girl's shoulder gently, her hand brushing a bruise.<br><br>"To he I will say be gentle.&nbsp; No break new pet!&nbsp; Shows dishonor to those who bring gift."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>18-07-2008, 17:18:16</strong>
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				She in-took air sharply as the deer brushed over a particularly bad bruise. As soon as the deer left her side the girl wept quietly to herself. 'Pet'. She thought to herself, 'I'm going to be something's pet!' Lightly tears spilled down her tanned cheeks and onto her knees and chest. Her hair fell down from behind her ear and draped over the side of her hand were her face hid with this world.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>18-07-2008, 17:46:50</strong>
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				Eventually the Deer returned.<br><br>"Follow."<br><br>She turned and walked even deeper into the Hall...
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>18-07-2008, 17:54:24</strong>
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				She slowly and bitterly got to her feet. The girl quickly wiped the tears from her eyes and face. Her sniffled and pulled at the shift that was placed on her, making sure none of her more privet areas were exposed for the Humanoids to see. She quickly followed the deer, not wanting to get lost and find her way into a room filled with the Breast-men. Her fear was of being a pet and of being deflowered, she would never be able to marry if she managed to escape some how.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>18-07-2008, 18:01:20</strong>
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				The Deer led her to another tiny room, this one mostly occupied by a desk, a lantern, and a chair...and a younger Skunk, clad as his father in leather harness and brief kilt, but studying a map.&nbsp; He looked up.<br><br>"This is her, then?"<br><br>The Deer nodded.<br><br>"Leave us."&nbsp; He frowned at the girl as the petite Cervine departed.&nbsp; "I see.&nbsp; Father has bestowed you upon me as a way of accepting a gift he does not wish to keep himself.&nbsp; I'm very honored."<br><br>His accent was unusual, but the sarcasm was obvious.<br><br>"What am I to do with you?&nbsp; Besides use you in any way I wish.&nbsp; That's his intent, of course."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>18-07-2008, 18:28:26</strong>
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				She at first feared the worst when entering the room with the other female. She quivered slightly as his eyes gazed over her body. Her fear quickly turned to shock as he spoke, 'thank god he can understand me.' The quick thought ran through her mind as his words started to reach her ears. With that his words being bitter and sarcastic. Her fists clenched as she felt his arrogance make her blood start to boil. <br><br>The girl stepped forward, her features turning cold as she moved to bring a flattened hand across his muzzle. She had gone through all of this man handling and he was not going to even care.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>18-07-2008, 18:31:34</strong>
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				He blocked her slap effortlessly, instinctively...<br><br>"Do not mistake my academic tendencies for weakness," he said calmly.&nbsp; "I am not the architect of your misfortune, but I have no qualms about abusing you."<br><br>His eyes narrowed.<br><br>"Or perhaps that is what you wish."<br><br>One hand shot out to grab her by the hair, the other for the hem of the shift.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>18-07-2008, 18:51:20</strong>
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				The girl struggled as she was grabbed by the young skunk-man and as he grabbed at the hem of the little clothing she had to cover herself. "Please, I'm sorry!" She quickly cried as she knew what would come next. "You don't know what its been like..." The green eyed girl pleaded. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>18-07-2008, 18:54:02</strong>
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				Mercilessly tearing the shift from her body, he gave her breasts a rough fondle.<br><br>"And you repay a civil word how?&nbsp; Perhaps I will take you like a boy..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>18-07-2008, 19:06:38</strong>
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				The girl's knees gave out from under her. She had not been getting much to eat and had missed a few meats the past few days. Apparently it had taken a toll on her energy. Her eyes watered at she was forced to look upwards at him. The girl winced in pain as her whole body felt like one large bruise. The breast-man only making it worse by roughly groping her large breast and man-handling her smaller form.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>18-07-2008, 19:26:55</strong>
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				He groped her again, his hand stealing between her thighs.<br><br>"Is that what you want, to be ravished and beaten like a dog?"<br><br>Then, just as suddenly as he had begun, he stopped and pulled his hands away.<br><br>"Or would you prefer to be treated kindly and with gentleness?&nbsp; In which case I suggest no more attempts to punch me in the nose.&nbsp; I can always over-power you.&nbsp; That I would <em>prefer</em> not to should speak volumes...yes?'
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>18-07-2008, 19:44:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She could not speak, he had just suddenly stopped his assault on her like that. She was numb inside. Part of her wanted him to just rape her for the ecstasy of it while the other wanted to remain intact and be free. Her mouth opened ajar and sounds of her trying to speak were emitted but no words came. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>18-07-2008, 19:49:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He leaned against his desk, crossed his arms, and glared at her.<br><br>"Why should I waste the effort?&nbsp; One such as you is likely to be too innocent to be worth the trouble!"<br><br>His eyes dropped to her breasts.<br><br>"Although those <em>are</em> certainly big enough."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>18-07-2008, 19:53:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She snapped out of the sort of trance like state she was just in. The tried quickly to cover her tanned frame. She wanted to leave some spot of dignity to herself even though she was now considered the Beast-man's pet.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>19-07-2008, 21:43:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Perhaps you'd prefer to be forced.&nbsp; I could do that easily enough.&nbsp; Tie you up.&nbsp; Whip you.&nbsp; Make you pleasure me lest I whip you more.&nbsp; You don't want that, do you?"<br><br>He cupped her chin in one strong hand, tilting her face up.<br><br>"Or I could take you like a boy and let your screams wake up the entire camp.&nbsp; That would certainly amuse Father."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>20-07-2008, 09:18:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her gaze quickly shot up to the man, eyes wide with shock. "Please sir. I can't. I've nev-" She quickly stopped herself from finishing her sentence. The girl cursed herself for even trying to negotiate. The whole never had sex before thing just slipped out of the bag. Her grasp on the shift became tighter as she held it over her breasts with one arm and pressed it against her crotch with the other. There was fear in her eyes now and she knew he would be able to tell.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>20-07-2008, 16:41:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He snorted.<br><br>"I see.&nbsp; An innocent little peasant girl."<br><br>Something in his tone made it clear that he did not consider this a good thing.<br><br>"Then I have no choice.&nbsp; I will have to break you if you're to be of any use to me at all."<br><br>With that, he pressed his lips to hers and kissed her forcefully, one hand stealing around her waist to grope at her bottom, kneading one cheek and pulling her open at the same time.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>20-07-2008, 21:23:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She quickly started to struggle and push away from this creature's advances. Her voice cried out in muffled screams into his lips. She swiftly turned her head to one shoulder, trying to make it impossible for him to kiss her as she continued to try and get him off of her form. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>20-07-2008, 21:26:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His hands tightened harshly on her bottom.<br><br>"Must I beat you senseless before taking you as I wish?"<br><br>He let go just long enough to slap her.<br><br>"That could be interesting.&nbsp; Total submission..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>20-07-2008, 21:41:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She cried as the sudden sting came across her face. A bright red welt formed on her cheek and her hand quickly covered the mark. She stopped struggling for the moment, letting him take her into furry form grasp. Her eyes watered as the slap burned at her cheek.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>20-07-2008, 21:52:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His hand groped her bottom again, squeezing and kneading, and he kissed her again...a little more gently, this time.&nbsp; Then he pushed his leg in between her thighs, raising it until his furry knee pressed against her sex.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>20-07-2008, 22:12:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The girl made a noise of panic and disgust as his fur rubbed against her nether region. Her breaths were almost pants from her fear. She tried not to pull away or resist his advances, knowing that it would only make things worse for her in the long run.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>20-07-2008, 22:27:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Press yourself against my leg," he ordered softly, his muzzle brushing her ear.&nbsp; "It will be better if you can take pleasure from this as well."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>20-07-2008, 22:36:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The skunk's muzzle brushing against her cheek and whispering coolly in her ear sent a chill down her spine. She trembled lightly as it ran through her body. Squeezing her green eyes closed she lightly lowered herself against his leg. Her frame stiffening as the locks of fur pressed against her and her sex.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>20-07-2008, 22:37:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good pet," he chuckled.&nbsp; "Now touch yourself with one hand while you grind against me."&nbsp; He patted her bottom.&nbsp; "Quickly, now, before I decide to tie you up and take you instead."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>20-07-2008, 22:52:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She hesitated, her emerald gaze wondering up to his. Her eyes screamed please don't make me do this to him as she looked upwards. Her free hand slowly traveled down to her virgin sex, her hand shook slightly from fear and discomfort. "Please." She whimpered softly, her hand staying just above her sex.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>21-07-2008, 00:27:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Would you rather be restrained and beaten?"<br><br>His hands kneaded her bottom again, slapping her almost gently.<br><br>"Many's a member of Father's court who would not care if you enjoyed it or not."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>21-07-2008, 01:34:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She whimpered at the thought of being tied up and beaten in front of all the beast-men. "Please don't master." The pesant girl begged.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>21-07-2008, 01:41:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Then conduct yourself with some enthusiasm," he growled, feeling himself respond to her closeness and pressing against her hip.&nbsp; "You will be taken.&nbsp; When, how, and whether or not you enjoy it may depend on your cooperation.&nbsp; Keep in mind, my lass, that if Father thinks you displease me...let us just say I won't be the one who suffers his wrath."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>21-07-2008, 03:58:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Slowly the girl pushed forward on her hand, inserting a finger into her sex. She winced in discomfort and continued to press her finger in and then slowly pulling it out.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>21-07-2008, 05:50:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good pet," he repeated, kneading and spreading her cheeks.&nbsp; "If you keep that up long enough, it should start to feel pleasant.&nbsp; When it does, you will tell me at once.&nbsp; Understand?"<br><br>He gave her a light slap on the bottom.<br><br>"If not, I may give you to some of our more curious maidservants, who would be more than happy to explore you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>21-07-2008, 07:36:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She just grimaced as the girl continued to rub herself. She was not enjoying this one bit, it was uncomfortable. "Please sir." Her voice had a hint of a whine to it as she tried to stop. The girl knew he would beat her or worse, make others violate her. The girl rather wanted to have him touch and violate her than others or even herself. She could not believe this was actually happening to her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>22-07-2008, 00:43:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smacked her again, jogging his thigh.<br><br>"What is it, pet?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>22-07-2008, 01:20:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked at him pitifully, "Please sir. I-I just can't do this." She paused. She licked her dry lips and swallowed as she removed her finger from inside herself. "Can you please just get it over with, deflower me." She did not have the will power to molest herself and she knew there was no way she would leave this place alive. She started to try and wipe the juices from her middle finger onto herself.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>22-07-2008, 01:24:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"On your knees," he ordered.&nbsp; "If you cannot do such a simple thing yourself, you might at least pleasure me with your mouth!"<br><br>He pushed her down.<br><br>"And remember where I'll be going in a moment, so get me plenty wet unless you want this to hurt!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>22-07-2008, 01:45:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She winced at the pressure placed on her shoulders and then on her knees and legs. She nodded slightly as she stared upwards at her capture. She rolled her lips over her teeth in her mouth biting at them, wondering why she had even said it. She licked her lips once more before letting her jaw open. She did not know how this would work or what she should do.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>22-07-2008, 01:49:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He fumbled for a oment with his breeches, allowimg his hardening manhood to spring free and brush against her lips.<br><br>"Open...ah, very good.&nbsp; Now take me in your mouth, little pet.&nbsp; Lick the head gently.&nbsp; You will know if you are doing it right...I will tell you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>22-07-2008, 02:04:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She let him move to her, the bruises hurt almost too much to move on them. She opened her mouth wider as the head of his sex glided into her mouth and then back out, lightly covering it in saliva. His member went in her mouth again, she tried lightly running her tongue over the bottom side of his sex. The peasant girl hoped this would get some arousal out of him and that soon part of this nightmare would be over.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>22-07-2008, 02:31:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He growled softly with satisfaction, resting one hand on her head.<br><br>"Very good," he smiled.&nbsp; "Keep that up!&nbsp; And perhaps I will fill your mouth instead of your womb with my seed"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>22-07-2008, 05:22:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She shuttered slightly at the thought of him filling either orifice with his seed. She did the same thing, running her tongue along the bottom side of his member as it went further in then before. The back of her tongue pushed back at the head as she tried to get more of a response out if him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>22-07-2008, 15:18:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He growled again, pushing himself deeper into her mouth.<br><br>"That's very good!&nbsp; You must have done this before..."<br><br>His hand tightened on her hair.<br><br>"Not that it will spare you other use."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>24-07-2008, 04:13:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				One of the girls hands grasped at his fur; she just needed something, anything to hold onto has he pushed harder and deeper into her mouth. She gagged as his head went to the back of her mouth, her hands clenching has her body's natural reaction was to back away. The peasant girl knew he would hurt her for that. She quickly forced herself to take in as much as she could. His erection heading down to the back of her throat before she quickly pulled away. Her free hand grasping onto her chest as she turned away coughing. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>24-07-2008, 18:04:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He moaned, thrusting his hips in counter.<br><br>"Shall I take you, then?"<br><br>He stroked her hair, almost tenderly.<br><br>"It need not be so cruel and cold as that."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>24-07-2008, 19:33:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She wiped the saliva from around her mouth with the back of her hand. Her naked chest heaved for air as she had gasped for it. But shortly her normal breaths returned and she turned back to the Skunk man. Her emerald eyes still watered from the force she had put into trying to pleasure him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>24-07-2008, 19:35:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He stroked her cheek, her hair, smiling indulgently at her.<br><br>"Come!"<br><br>Pulling away and seating himself, he beckoned to her.<br><br>"Come here and sit in my lap.&nbsp; I will not hurt you...yet."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>24-07-2008, 19:52:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She shuttered as she slow chill rolled over her frame. Slowly getting from her knees to her feet, the girl followed her master. She watched at the man sat down and beckoned her to sit in his lap. Her ears catching the sly 'yet' as he spoke to her. <br><br>Reluctenly she sat down into his lap, fur brushing against her bare skin.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>24-07-2008, 19:54:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He turned her so that she faced away from him.&nbsp; Then, wrapping one arm around her waist, he pulled her back against him and slid the other between her thighs to tease her virgin sex.<br><br>"Relax," he breathed.&nbsp; "This will be pleasureable."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>24-07-2008, 23:01:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His pet leaned back, resting her back to is rippled chest under his soft fur. The girl nodded as she closed her eyes. Her face still filled with worry as she tried to relax against his frame. As his touch reached her sex, she jumped a little as she the feeling was strange and unexpected. <br><br>Her head rested back against his shoulder, exposing her neck to him. Her eyes lulled hardly open with his slight touch.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>25-07-2008, 01:30:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He gripped her more tightly when she started, keeping his fingers against her sex.&nbsp; Stroking her gently, evenly, he nibbled her neck and whispered reassurances to her, waiting for her body to awaken.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>25-07-2008, 03:13:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His pet shifted as he continued to pet her down below. It could have been a sign of her being uncomfortable, but the nervous biting at her lower lip spoke other wise. The girl's fingers ran through the fur on his leg, gripping at it as she shifted. "Master." A hardly audio able murmur past through her lips.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>25-07-2008, 03:46:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He gave a soft laugh.<br><br>"Yes, pet?&nbsp; Is there something you wish?"<br><br>His fingers probed her even more carefully, prying her virgin lips open and teasing her clit.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>25-07-2008, 04:03:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her frame pressed even move against him as the warlord's son pressed onwards. The girl's legs twisted as his fingers rubbed her clit.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>25-07-2008, 04:32:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Shall I take you like a boy instead," he whispered, his tone amused.&nbsp; "You seem anxious to remain intact..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>25-07-2008, 04:53:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Please, just take me Master." Her tone was almost a moan as she shook lightly. Her body not used to this type of attention made her shake from the pleasure. Her eyes closed as she tried to understand these mixed feeling inside of her. A light heat rising from her stomach made her feel uneasy. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>25-07-2008, 04:54:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Take you how, pet?"<br><br>His fingers caught her clit and rolled it slowly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>25-07-2008, 05:06:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Just-" She curled her toes and writhed her feet against each other as her brow furled. "Please..." She wined as he rolled his fingers around her sex. Pulling, pinching and rubbing at different parts made her almost start to cry. The teen could not express or determine how this felt to her; if it was pain and discomfort or if it was stimulating and pleasureful. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>25-07-2008, 05:13:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Do you surrender to me, then?&nbsp; Of your own free will?"<br><br>He nibbled her ear.<br><br>"Are you mine, pet?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>25-07-2008, 05:19:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her head turned away from his exposing her neck once more before turning back and to the other side. "Y-Yess." She hissed breathlessly towards his ear as she grasped at his fur. Her mind still unsure of these feelings he had brought into her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>25-07-2008, 05:33:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Then come!"<br><br>He gently urged her off his lap and swept her up in his arms, carrying her to a narrow bed behind a curtain.&nbsp; Laying her down, he pulled her legs open and stepped back, stripping off his few garments.<br><br>"I will fill you, pet, and make you a woman.&nbsp; It will hurt a little...for which I am sorry, but there is no avoiding it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>25-07-2008, 05:58:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The girl gasped as she was swept off of her feet and quickly clung to his frame. Her breathing has stepped up a few paces as she heart and stomach felt as though there were butterflies within them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>25-07-2008, 06:00:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He positioned himself carefully, pressing&nbsp; his head against her virgin opening.<br><br>"Are you prepared, pet?&nbsp; This will hurt."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>25-07-2008, 06:12:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Can I please hold on to you?" She questioned softly as she felt him touch against her. The peasent knew that if she did not have him to cling onto she would cause herself to get hurt even more then necessary.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>25-07-2008, 14:56:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You may."<br><br>And then he pushed forward, doing his best to keep his entry gentle...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>25-07-2008, 16:03:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The girl wrapped her arms around his back. Her fists clenched around his fur as the pressure increased inside of her. The girl burried her face into his fur as she cried at the pain that started to sear through her.<br><br>He had to use some force to enter, her virgin sex was tight enough to prevent easy entrance.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>25-07-2008, 16:06:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Fortunately, between her saliva and his earlier ministrations, there was enough lubrication to take at least some of the difficulty out of her deflowering...and soon enough, he was buried inside her up to the hilt, filling her completely.<br><br>Almost uncomfortably, in fact.&nbsp; But rather than move at once, he remained still, giving her a chance to get used to his presence.&nbsp; From what little she had gathered from listening to other newly married women in the village, this was not normally the case.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>25-07-2008, 16:31:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her breathing was labored from the pain as he went all the way inside of her. Her hands clawed at the Skunk's fur comforting the girl as he let her body get used to the uncomfortable feeling in her sex. She whiled tears away into his soft fur as her breathing slowly returned to normal. The light bleeding he cause made it easy to move as well as the saliva that covered his hard member from before.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>25-07-2008, 16:36:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Finally, groaning softly at the feel of her tightness clamping down on him, he moved...slowly, slowly, grinding himself against her to stimulate her clit as best he can.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>25-07-2008, 16:46:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She clung tightly to the man as he began to move within her. Small noises of pain and slight pleasure managed to find their was out of his fur as she continued to bury her face in his fur.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>25-07-2008, 16:48:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With a soft laugh, he sped his movements, sliding almost all the way out of her and then pushing back in, grinding her down into the matress...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>25-07-2008, 16:56:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The human cried as it hurt more, but she had to. The girl couldn't make him stop now, he would beats her or teacher some sort of lesson if she did. "Master it hurts." Her complaint of soft and sounded with the discomfort she felt. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>25-07-2008, 17:00:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His furry muzzle brushed her ear.<br><br>"Touch yourself," he ordered quietly.&nbsp; "The pain will fade soon enough without it, but the pleasure will ease matters."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>25-07-2008, 17:13:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She whimpers and removes one of her hands that was buried in his thick fur. A chill runs down her spine as his furry muzzle whispers into her ear. The hand lightly runs over her breasts, groping them lightly at first. She could not see how to play with herself any other way.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>25-07-2008, 17:14:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Lower," he chuckled.&nbsp; "Rub yourself right above where I'm entering you.&nbsp; That's where I touched you earlier, remember?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>25-07-2008, 18:16:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The girl slowly lowered her hand to her sex as her new master continued to pump into her. Lightly her fingers ran over were sex where her clit was. She let out a soft moan as the feelings inside her gave way to pleasure.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>25-07-2008, 18:17:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That's it," he laughed, pulling almost all the way out before slowly, slowly pushing back inside, letting her feel every bit of his length.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>25-07-2008, 18:28:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her head moves to rest her chin on his shoulder as she let out a moan like cry. The girl's eyes closed as she did, his erect member feeling so good as it slid into her slowly again. <br><br>The pet's hand rubbed a little harder at her sex as she tried not to rock her hips to take in more of his penis.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>25-07-2008, 18:30:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He pushed deep and held himself there, grinding against her, grinning as he heard her react.<br><br>"There," he whispered.&nbsp; "You feel it?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>25-07-2008, 18:40:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded quickly, turning her head away from his muzzle. Her voice letting out another cry of pleasure as his member touched her G spot. This one cry was almost certain to be head by the Beast-men who gathered to feast in the other room.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>25-07-2008, 18:42:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He paused, then repeated the motion that brought him into contact with that good spot, bending his head to suck on one of her nipples at the same time.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>25-07-2008, 19:02:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				This time her vocalization was even louder as the man sucked on her breast and made contact once again. "Please Master, it feels so good." She cooed as their hips met again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>25-07-2008, 19:05:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He sped his thrusts then, driving harder and harder into her tightness, grinding his hips to give her as much satisfaction as he could before he cried out and filled her with his seed...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>25-07-2008, 19:19:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She most defiantly was not a quiet pet in bed as he thrust into her, making her moans louder and more full. The heat in her stomach quickly rose to her cheeks and the feeling of a tightening sensation came to her inners as she grasped for his fur once more. She closed her eyes and furrowed her features at she came. The release of his seed and her final warm push around his member sent her and him over the edge they both climaxed relatively at the same time. She panted as her cheeks had flushed red and she started to sweat from their efforts. <br><br>There was no question about it that their actions had echoed through the building and most likely to the humanoid's father.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>25-07-2008, 19:22:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He rolled off of her, then slid one arm around her shoulders and pulled her against his side.<br><br>"There, pet.&nbsp; Was that so horrible?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>25-07-2008, 19:29:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No- Master." She had hesitated to call him master. She had almost forgotten that she was now his 'pet'. Her hands rested against his chest as she smuggled up close to his soft frame. The girl rested her cheek against his chest and let herself be pulled against him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>25-07-2008, 19:31:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He rumbled with soft laughter.<br><br>"We will do it again later, when you've recovered.&nbsp; Perhaps I will even bring another woman in, to pleasure you while I take you..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>25-07-2008, 19:41:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She did not like the idea of bringing in another woman. Her first thought was I do not like them or find them attractive. But then another thought came into play. I don't want to share him or have him touch another woman. At that thought she grimaced, how could she think that. She was being forced into being his pet sex toy, and he was not human. How could this be, her mind raced as she thought over and over again at those remarks and the ideas she had come up with. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>25-07-2008, 19:42:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Does that frighten you, pet? The thought of pleasuring another woman?&nbsp; Or being shared?"<br><br>He kissed her cheek.<br><br>"Then know this--it would please me to see you pleasured in such a fashion, and you are mine."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>25-07-2008, 19:59:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The girl nodded into his fur once again hiding her face. She could not tell how he knew but he did. She though about what would happen next, if they would just go to sleep here. Or if he had a more comfortable bed room then this, what appeared to be a study. <br><br>The small figure shook as a chill sent her into shivers. The beast-men had fur to keep themselves warm in this colder weather. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>25-07-2008, 20:01:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He sat up for a moment, then pulled a blanket over the two of them.&nbsp; Next to him, she would be warm enough.<br><br>"Tomorrow, perhaps, I will tie you up before I have you," he mused softly.&nbsp; "Or perhaps I will take you like a boy while you fondle yourself.&nbsp; That could be fun."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>25-07-2008, 20:12:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded once again, the teen paid no attention to his words of tying her up or having her like a boy. She turned to her over side and pressed her back to his chest and let her legs intertwine with his. She fit more closely to his build frame this way and he keep her warmer as well. She pulled one of his arms around her middle as she sleepily began to let her eye close longer and longer each blink. "Master what is your name?" She question in a state of half consciousness, just waiting for his answer before she drifted off into her sleep.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>25-07-2008, 20:15:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I am called Aelwin," he answered sleepily...sinking into slumber a moment later, his arm still protectively around her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>27-07-2008, 04:23:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=18281.msg731249#msg731249">Quote from: MadPanda on 25-07-2008, 20:15:16</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I am called Aelwin,"<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>The words rang in her ears as her heavy eyelids finally closed. Her dreams were filled with collars and leashes, leather straps and being bound. She slept without much tossing and turning as her master's arm was wrapped around her middle, most likely adventuring in their sleep to her breasts and to her sex.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>27-07-2008, 18:11:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She awoke some time later, not fondled in her sleep as she had expected, but to the gentle shaking of one of Aelwin's female servants...the Deer, a knowing smile on her lips.<br><br>"You are woman now, yes?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>27-07-2008, 19:24:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She was startled by the early sight of the deer, she tried to press herself back into the warmth of her master but found him missing. For a quick moment the young girl had thought this was all just a dream. It was quickly shattered by the familiar broken English she had. <br><br>The human quickly covered her exposed breasts from the view of others. Her wide emerald gaze shook 'yes' slightly as she feared that there might be some sort of ritual or something about to be preformed on her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>27-07-2008, 19:25:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Why you hide?"<br><br>The Deer sniggered and reached out to pull her hands away from her breasts.<br><br>"Nothing to be ashamed of, here...very sweet."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>27-07-2008, 19:43:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The girl quickly backed into the wall the cot was against. "I don't want to be touched, please don't." She whimpered. Her mind running back to what Aelwin had said the night before. Having one of his servants play with her and get her off. Quickly without thinking she sputtered out, "Where is Aelwin?" From some reason she found herself wanting his company again. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>27-07-2008, 19:44:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Deer sniggered again.<br><br>"He is outside.&nbsp; Said he to let you rest and bathe&nbsp; you when you wake.&nbsp; Come!&nbsp; We bathe."<br><br>She pulled back, gesturing out the 'door'.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>27-07-2008, 20:04:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She was pulled from the bed, by the stronger humanoid and stumbled to get to her feet as she was dragged out the door to the bath. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>27-07-2008, 20:10:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Giggling softly, the Deer ushered her into a low, warm bath...same as the one she had last night, and washed her body with utter indifference to the girl's discomfort.<br><br>"Did you enjoy his cock inside you," the Cervine laughed.&nbsp; "We heard you cry.&nbsp; Pleased you, he did?&nbsp; You pleased him."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>27-07-2008, 20:16:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The girl sat in the water, her mind running over the words the Cervine spoke. She tried to move away and just curl up in the warm water but the deer's grasp prevented it. The peasant girl did not speak to her as she was scrubbed down with the warm water.<br><br>I guess I had pleased him, but I'm sure he is just a horny bastard that is out being please by one thing else right now. Her mind told herself as the creature's words hit her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>27-07-2008, 20:17:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Cervine giggled when the girl did not answer.<br><br>"You prefer girls' touch?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>27-07-2008, 20:21:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No!" She quickly exclaimed and finally managed to pull out of the woman's grasp. The youth sunk into the middle of the bath where she could not be easily reached by the other person. "Don't touch me!" She quickly cried, holding herself with her arms across her chest.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>27-07-2008, 20:22:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Cervine laughed a little harder.<br><br>"Then you self wash, yes?&nbsp; But no playing!"<br><br>She seemed to think this all terribly funny!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>27-07-2008, 20:27:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She quickly grabbed the soap and wash cloth and cleaned herself. She did not like this deer, although it seemed pleasant yesterday, her reasons were now clear. The small figure almost started to cry, this was not the least bit funny to her. Nor did she seem to want any part of the Cervine's 'fun.<br><br>"Aelwin." She whined quietly to herself, wishing her was here instead of this horny deer.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>27-07-2008, 20:30:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"He did please you," the Cervine giggles.&nbsp; "Is good!"<br><br>She reached over and touseled the girl's hair.<br><br>"You is finding me fright-making?&nbsp; Fear not.&nbsp; Am honorably mated."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>27-07-2008, 20:32:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The small figure had no idea what she said with her broken English. "I want Aelwin." Her muttered at her hair was tossed about from the deer rubbing her head.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>27-07-2008, 20:33:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You want him where?"<br><br>The Deer giggled again.<br><br>"I should leave you by self, let you play?&nbsp; It eases the heartstrings."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>27-07-2008, 20:37:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She girl sunk lower into the water, her chest and shoulders now below the steamy warmth of the water. She dunked her head back, wetting her hair and soaking the rest of her figure in the water.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>27-07-2008, 20:40:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You is strangely too shy," the Deer shook her head.&nbsp; "Is all humans like you?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>27-07-2008, 21:15:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Please just go away!" She cried, her ideas scared her and brought the horrid thoughts of that deer touching her sex. "I want my master!" Her eyes started to leak tears as she hurriedly brushed them away and turned her back to the Cervine.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>28-07-2008, 04:36:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				For one brief, horrible moment, she felt the Deer press against her as the female hugged her quickly.<br><br>"There, there.&nbsp; I get&nbsp; him.&nbsp; Do not despair."<br><br>Then she released the girl and hurried off, leaving the peasant in the bath.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>28-07-2008, 05:14:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The girl clenched her green green closed with disgust, she curled up into a ball on the seat. That woman touched her, she wants to touch other parts of me as well. It's sick, she is foul. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>28-07-2008, 05:21:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Long minutes passed before Aelwin appeared, minus the Deer.<br><br>"Well?&nbsp; You have need of my presence?"<br><br>He sounded amused.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>28-07-2008, 05:57:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She eagerly looked up at the sound of his voice. The girl frantically moved to the side of the tub closest to him, reaching out her arms as a child would for their parent to hug or pick them up. It was obvious she was not clean yet and something had upset her. "That-That deer thing wanted to touch me. It wanted to touch me!" She cried to him, the thought of it made her shake with fear once again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>28-07-2008, 06:14:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He closed his arms around her, clucking his tongue gently like an indulgent father.<br><br>"Are you unused to being touched?&nbsp; Kerrigan means no harm.&nbsp; She is honorably mated to our blacksmith.&nbsp; You need not fear her."&nbsp; He paused.&nbsp; "Ah.&nbsp; You thought that perhaps she meant to...?"<br><br>He laughed softly.<br><br>"Yes, I can see how that might distress you!&nbsp; She is curious, I suppose, but no more than that."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>28-07-2008, 06:22:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She quickly hid her face in his fur. She tired not to think of the words she spewed about her and her owner. She hated that deer no matter what his thought her intentions were. <br><br>The gaze turned upwards to the beast-man, "Bath?" She questioned quietly. The girl wondered if her master would bathe her or if he would join her in the soothing warm waters.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>28-07-2008, 14:41:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He chuckled and stroked her hair.<br><br>"That is a tempting offer," he said.&nbsp; "And there is nothing that cannot wait for another time..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>29-07-2008, 03:23:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The ends of her light brown hair were damp from touching the water. She watched him to see if her master was going to enter the bath or just help wash her. <br><br>Why am I already so attached to him. I can stand any of them, but he is different. Aelwin is different some how. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>29-07-2008, 03:24:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nuzzled the back of her neck.<br><br>"How badly do you wish companionship?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>31-07-2008, 00:21:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The girl lovingly brushed her cheek again his chest in a sign of affection. "I never expected to be a pet to anyone or beast." She paused to brush some loose strands of hair out of her eyes. "But I just- there is something about you Master Aelwin that is different."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>31-07-2008, 00:23:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Is that so?"<br><br>His powerful hands slid down to cup her bottom, pulling her against his chest.<br><br>"There are worse fates, I agree."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>31-07-2008, 06:20:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She shivered as more of her frame became exposed to the bitter air as the beast-man pulled her out of the warmth of the water. Her fingers intertwined into his fur as the skunk pressed her bare chest to his. She lightly brushed her cheek against his chest once more. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>31-07-2008, 15:01:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He lowers her back into the water.<br><br>"You should finish.&nbsp; Then, if you are so eager for my presence, you may wait upon me in my study."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>02-08-2008, 09:23:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The girl pouted a little before fully letting go of her grasp from around his neck. "Master?" She looked up into his eyes. "Will you bathe me?" She questioned quietly looking down at the soapy water.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>02-08-2008, 18:38:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He rumbled with laughter.<br><br>"You make such a request?&nbsp; You must think highly of yourself, to thus order a nobleman."<br><br>Nonetheless, his hands rubbed her back and slowly soaped up her form...lingering in the sensitive places to arouse and tease her, a small revenge for the indignity of being asked to serve her in such fashion, perhaps.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>03-08-2008, 08:11:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As his hands roamed her frame, her eyes closed as she relaxed. The pet was at peace as her master's hands rubbed her. As his hands roamed to her front, she pressed his hand to her breast.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>03-08-2008, 16:06:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He squeezed her breast, his other hand sliding down to her sex...one finger entering her, his thumb brushing her clit.<br><br>"Oh, is this what you wanted?&nbsp; Naughty!"<br><br>He laughed softly, then nibbled her ear.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>04-08-2008, 01:21:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The pet let out a soft moan as her master pressed of hand towards her sex and nipped at her ear. <br><br>"Master!" She squealed as he pushed a finger into her sex. She had originally just wanted him to touch her and bath her as if she was a dog or kitten. Yet she leaned back against the tub's wall and turned her head. Exposing her neck to him and her ear for better access.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>04-08-2008, 02:34:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nibbled a little more, sliding his fingers in and out of her tightness slowly.<br><br>"Shall I take you again later, little pet?&nbsp; Would that satisfy you?"<br><br>He chuckled, licking her ear.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>04-08-2008, 03:32:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded lightly against his fur, her hands grasping at it as if she were pawing the softness. Her cheeks reddened from not only her master's touch but also the heat of the bath.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>04-08-2008, 03:57:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Insatiable little creature, aren't you?&nbsp; Well, I have other duties.&nbsp; You may have to satisfy yourself once in a while...or pine for my touch, whichever."<br><br>He licked her ear again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>04-08-2008, 05:30:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She turned back towards her master, snuggling up to his chest. <br><br>"Aelwin, do you have clothes for me to wear?" She gazed upwards at him as the girl had been cleaned to some extent. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>04-08-2008, 15:22:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No," he smiled, fingering her in just the right spot.&nbsp; "But I may manage to arrange something, if you're a good pet."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>05-08-2008, 08:36:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The smile slowly disappeared from her lips and her form became ridged. Her mind quickly went to the though of all of those beast-man ravaging her nude figure with their savage eyes. She swallowed hard as all the warmth seemed to seep from her body. The peasant girl enjoyed her master's eyes and touch on her but no clothes meant she was free for all to view upon. <br><br>"Please Master Aelwin!" She begged, as suddenly all of the comfort had rushed out of her and pain struck her as if it was lightning. "Please don't, I can't take their stares and how they all view me!" Her hands quickly and tightly grasped at his thick black fur, her green eyes searching his for some sort of sympathy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>05-08-2008, 14:44:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He tilted his head and seemed to think this over.<br><br>"Shy, are we?&nbsp; A little too bashful to be displayed?"<br><br>Then he shook his head and chuckled softly.<br><br>"I will be accused of going soft, but I suppose something will have to be arranged.&nbsp; As you have no fur, I can probably justify the matter without going any further.&nbsp; Kerrigan will tease you unmercifully, though.&nbsp; She thinks of clothing as an optional extra.&nbsp; Caused her husband no end of trouble, at that."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>05-08-2008, 23:20:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't want them to look at me like that. It's only for your eyes." She hides her face into his fur again. <br><br>"That deer thing wanted to touch me. She heard us and wanted to touch me like you did." She whined and tried not to cry again. Her thoughts of all those creatures staring at her made her had a chill run down her spine. Then the thoughts of Kerrigan sent even more chills over her small frame. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>06-08-2008, 01:35:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Her name is Kerrigan," he corrects her, firm and stern, yet affectionate.&nbsp; "She may tease, but she is honorably mated and will do nothing without her husband's permission.&nbsp; If you are worried, I will take you to meet them later.&nbsp; It should ease your mind.&nbsp; As for the rest...you are a pet.&nbsp; What matter if they look at you?&nbsp; You are to be seen, yes?"<br><br>He chuckled and gave her a hug.<br><br>"But clothed.&nbsp; No point in having you freeze for want of a good pelt."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>06-08-2008, 02:05:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She shivers once again as the girl was mostly out of the water. She stepped out of the warm waters and into the arms of her master. Shivering as she lacked the thick fur of her captors. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>06-08-2008, 05:33:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Finished already?&nbsp; Very well."<br><br>He kissed her cheek and carried her back to his small chambers, where he lay her down on the narrow bed.<br><br>"Here you go."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>06-08-2008, 06:33:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The small figure quickly curled up as he placed her down on their bed. Her small frame shaking more as his fur was no longer against her body. <br><br>The girl quickly grasped for him to come back and keep her warm, but master Aelwin escaped her reach. "Master." She whined for him to come back and keep her warm.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>06-08-2008, 15:16:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He returned sooner than she expected, but not as swiftly as she'd hoped, bringing with him a heavy tunic and a length of rope.&nbsp; The tunic, she saw, was a man's, far too large for her.<br><br>"For now, this will have to do," he said evenly.&nbsp; "Use the rope to tie in the waist."<br><br>It would drop just past her knees, she figured.&nbsp; Maybe a little further than that.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>07-08-2008, 05:36:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The peasant quickly pulled the tunic over her head and pulled her arms through. <br><br>It was rather long as it came just past her battered knees. The girl looked up at him, her small frame still shaking from the cold temperature. She took the rope and tied it around her hips before going back to clinging to her owner's fur. He smelt more rustic this morning, he must not have bathed yet, as her nose inhaled his scents.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>07-08-2008, 05:38:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Better?"<br><br>He hugged her closely, patting her bottom with one hand.<br><br>"You should shiver less, now.&nbsp; That's something."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>07-08-2008, 08:03:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She squeaked a little from his pat on her rump. She still hugged his middle as his warmth spread to her. "Yes, Thank you Aelwin." Her green eyes peered up at him as a small smile grew over hers soft lips. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>07-08-2008, 16:05:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His hands kneaded her butt idly for a moment and he shifted, looking down at her with a slight smile and a raised eyebrow.&nbsp; <br><br>"Tempting, yes...very tempting to order you to thank me in another way," he murmured.&nbsp; "But not now.&nbsp; I must return to my duties.&nbsp; Remain here and pleasure yourself if you grow bored.&nbsp; Tomorrow I shall procure a collar and lead for you, so that you will appear to be a pet.&nbsp; That way none will mistake you for a servant."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>07-08-2008, 16:32:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The young peasant girl did not want him to leave, nor did she like the idea of being lead around on a leash and collar. <br><br>"Collar." Her murmur was almost inaudible as she thought being lead around and treated like a pets would be. Beaten and teased when ever anyone felt like it. She even thought of him letting other people touch her and put themselves inside her as he did. It sent chills through her body.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>07-08-2008, 16:34:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes, a collar.&nbsp; You are a pet, not a servant.&nbsp; You should not be called upon to perform menial tasks."<br><br>He touseled her hair and laid her down again.<br><br>"Now will you remain, or must I tie you up to keep you still and obedient?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>07-08-2008, 16:49:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There was a look of disappointment over her features as she nodded. She did not want to be 'disciplined' or tied up. <br><br>"I'll stay." She said quietly before wondering what he was going off to do. "May I ask what you are leaving me for? And maybe how long it will take?" She sat on the edge of the bed, her green eyes followed his movements.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>07-08-2008, 16:52:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled.<br><br>"Did you not realize that I am Father's heir apparent?&nbsp; I help run the kingdom, such as it is.&nbsp; That's why he bothered sending me to learn Human speech and ways.&nbsp; We're expanding, and with what we have planned, somebody has to be able to talk to your lords in their own language."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>07-08-2008, 17:52:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I do not know anything of ruling." She said simply looking away for a moment before randomly wondering if the beast-man could also produce that musky smell that the wild animal did.<br><br>The seventeen year old quickly shook the idea from her head. "All I knew is that we had a noble who worked for the king." Her gaze turned back to the man in front of her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>07-08-2008, 17:55:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That's perfectly all right," Aelwin said, smiling indulgently.&nbsp; "Nobody expects you to do anything but look pretty and presentable.&nbsp; Although, if you wish it, I might take you along to our next negotiations.&nbsp; Would you enjoy being a distraction?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>07-08-2008, 18:22:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I-" The girl thought of the idea of going to the negotiations. <br><br>If she went they might save her and take her back to the normal human world she was accustomed to. The girl nodded and kept the thought in the back of her mind. <br><br>As she tried to think back on her life before being taken. She could not think of anything from her former life, the blow to her head must have given her amnesia. Now that she thought about it, the girl could not even remember her name or any fine details about her life before this event. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>07-08-2008, 18:24:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Even though you hate being on display?"<br><br>He laughed softly.<br><br>"Because you would be there to distract your own kind a little.&nbsp; Cruel, I suppose, but they'd do the same to us if they could."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>07-08-2008, 18:32:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The quickly looked up into the skunk's eyes.<br><br>"I can't remember any detail of my life before getting hit." The girl watches his reaction as she quietly speaks. "I can't remember my own name..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>07-08-2008, 18:34:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He frowned.<br><br>"Is that so?&nbsp; In that case, I shall simply call you 'Pet' until you remember your name.&nbsp; It's somewhat kinder than calling you 'hey, you' all the time."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>07-08-2008, 18:51:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Is there something else you can call me besides pet." She paused and tried not get get emotional. <br><br>"just a name please?" She asked kindly, for some reason the lack of a name made her feel more like an item then ever.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>07-08-2008, 18:54:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You already have a name," Aelwin said.&nbsp; "Names are powerful things for us.&nbsp; Calling you 'pet' does not rob you of that which you cannot remember.&nbsp; If I name you otherwise..."<br><br>He shrugged and smiled.<br><br>"I am reluctant to do so."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>07-08-2008, 19:57:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The girl nodded as she felt more alone then ever before. Sitting on the bed, she laid down and watch the skunk-man. The girl watched him as he got ready to leave her alone for most likely hours. She curled up to herself, green eyes just watching him sadly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>07-08-2008, 20:00:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Thus he departs, and except for two brief visits from Kerrigan, both of them involving food delivery, she is left to her own thoughts for most of the day...<br><br>Mercifully the Deer does not repeat any of her earlier shenanigans, keeping her comments more or less to the 'here is your lunch' sort of discussion, and leaves quickly both times.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>09-08-2008, 01:21:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As she waited, all she did was stare at the door way. Falling asleep every now and then, waking to noises she heard in the hall. Hoping the Aelwin was the one behind the noise. But each time she was disappointed to only see other breast men walk by the door way. <br><br>The peasant girl hardly touched her food, a nibble here and there be she did not really eat anything substantial.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-08-2008, 04:13:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was quite late when Aelwin finally returned, running fingers through his headfur and shuffling slightly as he makes a beeline for his narrow bed and seats himself.<br><br>"Ahhhh, that was harrowing!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>10-08-2008, 05:40:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The girl that he decided to just call pet, was fast asleep against the far edge of the bed. She has curled herself up into the smallest space possible. <br><br>The plates of food she was supposed to eat stayed on the desk, still hardly touched. She had not left the room all day besides her bath.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-08-2008, 05:43:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Aelwin frowned, then reached out to shake her gently.<br><br>"You need to eat," he told her firmly, once she was conscious enough to understand him.&nbsp; "Keep up your strength, yes?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>10-08-2008, 07:42:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As soon as her conscious reconized her lover's voice, the girl quickly sat up and wrapped her arms around his middle. She was still groggy from sleep but her emerald eyes finally opened fully as she grasped his warm fur. <br><br>"Your back." She buried her face in his black hair. Her nose taking in his musky and organic scent. As the seventeen year old got up, she realized the pressure in her lower region could only mean one thing. She let go and looked upwards into his gaze. "Master Aelwin, where is the bathroom?" She knew he was going to say something about her not eating but it did not matter. She didn't feel anything while being alone in that room. Not hunger, not ashamed, not bored; only loneliness. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-08-2008, 15:35:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes, I have returned...and you're hungry.&nbsp; The jakes are over there..."<br><br>He gave her directions, helped her stand, and gave her a swift but playfully light smack on the bum to move her along.<br><br>"And I shall be here when you return!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>10-08-2008, 16:32:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moved out of them room and down the hall. She opened the door and went to the bathroom. Washing her hands in the basin she stared at herself in the mirror. <br><br>How could I have fallen into this way of being. It is not even who see is. Or is it?<br><br>The cut on her forehead where she was hit had scabbed and started to heal. The gummy paste the lame wolf had placed on it made it heal rather quicker than usual. <br><br>She started to cry, all of this was too much, the loss of her memory made everything much harder then this whole experience would have been.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-08-2008, 16:45:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Some moments later, Kerrigan ducks into the washroom, rubbing her sleepy eyes and tapping the girl on the shoulder gently.<br><br>"Come aways," she yawns.&nbsp; "He says for you to come back."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>10-08-2008, 16:53:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She quickly brushed her tears from her eyes. The girl had spooked as the deer entered. The pet nodded and walked past her. She was not thrilled that the girl had found her once again and had come to fetch her.<br><br>The thin figure walked back along the hall and froze as a wolf and another deer approached her just outside their room. She backed against the wall as they came closer and began to examine her body. The two of them must have been thinking the same thought as on pinned her to the wall. She let out a cry that was quickly muffled by the deer's hand.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-08-2008, 16:56:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Wolf, the same one who had smeared the ointment on her, continued the examination heedless of her discomfort.&nbsp; Finally it nodded and stepped back.<br><br>"Eat, he says.&nbsp; You must...and rest more.&nbsp; Or head will not heal.&nbsp; Not inside.&nbsp; You have no...uhm, memories?"<br><br>Kerrigan patted her shoulder reassuringly.<br><br>"Shaman says this will pass if you are restful."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>10-08-2008, 17:21:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She sank to the ground as they let go of her. She became weak from them touching her, the fear of the humanoids was still apparent. She had become very pale as they had grabbed her. She shakily got back to her feet and stumbled into Aelwin's room. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-08-2008, 17:26:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kerrigan offered her a hand, but didn't force the issue when she retreated.<br><br>Aelwin, still seated on the edge of his bed, did not look up as she came in.<br><br>"You were crying," he said softly.&nbsp; "I could hear you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>10-08-2008, 17:34:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She stood in front of him her gaze at the floor. "Kerrigan and your medicine man pinned me against the wall." She spoke softly. "I don't know why but I can't take anyone of your kind. Only you." She looked at him only breifly before returning her gaze to the floor.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-08-2008, 17:56:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Is that so?&nbsp; The Shaman is a healer.&nbsp; He will not harm you.&nbsp; And I have spoken to Kerrigan about teasing you...and her husband, as well.&nbsp; You need not fear them."<br><br>Aelwin patted the bed beside him.<br><br>"Now, pet, if you have the strength, I could use a shoulder rub."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>10-08-2008, 18:07:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She was glad to hear he was not upset or anything like that. The girl's gaze turned up to meet his as the small body moved around his to the bed. Kneeling behind him his pet ran her hands over his shoulders. Kneading his fur and rubbing his tight muscles. She was not hungry still and felt no need to eat yet. She let her hands roam his back and his shoulders, over the black fur and then over the white fur.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-08-2008, 18:26:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His muscles were definitely tight, knotted with tension and probably worry.<br><br>"Mmmm.&nbsp; Yes, there," he ordered softly.&nbsp; "Right there.&nbsp; Knead."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>10-08-2008, 18:32:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her hands stopped at his mid back kneading the knot that pulled at his muscles. She looked at his stripped tail wondering how he could live with another appendage. Or even if she could live with another appendage like a tail. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-08-2008, 18:38:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He groaned softly.<br><br>"Ahhh...very good," he nodded, grinning.&nbsp; "You've a talent for this.&nbsp; But have a care!&nbsp; I'm ticklish."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>10-08-2008, 18:46:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smirked to herself as she grabbed at his sides, seeing if that is where her master was ticklish. Her green eyes looking up to see his reaction if there was any. Her chin rested on his shoulder, trying to find his ticklish spot.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-08-2008, 18:50:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He rumbled with soft laughter, shifting slightly to accomodate her change in position.<br><br>"Hey, now!"<br><br>He grabbed one of her hands at the wrist, stopping her.<br><br>"One might think you're hoping to get a rise out of me, pet!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>10-08-2008, 19:35:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Now where would you get that idea?" She questioned innocently as her free hand went back to tickling his sides.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-08-2008, 19:51:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So enthusiastic," he grinned.&nbsp; "And after such reluctance!&nbsp; You must favor me after all, yes?"<br><br>He patted her captive hand.<br><br>"Perhaps you should sit in my lap, little pet."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>10-08-2008, 23:03:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mhmm." She nodded as she tried to tickle him, her hopes were that he master would pin her. <br><br>"But master Aelwin." She paused as her frustration got the better of her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>11-08-2008, 05:49:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"But what," he grinned.&nbsp; "Are you unable to finish a sentence?"<br><br>He yawned and stretched for a moment.<br><br>"We do not have to do anything tonight," he added.&nbsp; "I am not so utterly without compassion that I would force the issue."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>11-08-2008, 07:19:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her gaze left his in a look of disappointment as her soft hands fell from his sides. She let her legs move sideways, no longer kneeling on the lower half of her legs. <br><br>"I just wanted to be playful with you." The small girl murmured as her stare became dull. After doing nothing all day but stare longingly at the doorway and sleep, she wanted to touch him playfully, maybe even get him to pin her to their bed or floor or even maybe pin her against the wall and have his way with her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>11-08-2008, 15:37:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Is that so?"<br><br>He reached out and wrapped one strong arm around her tiny waist, pulling her into his lap and bringing his other arm around to fondle her breasts roughly.<br><br>"Then you will not object if I do this," he grinned.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>11-08-2008, 20:29:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her lush lips let out a soft gasp as her owner grabbed her and placed her on his lap. Touching her breasts through the fabric of the tunic, he grabbed them roughly as he kept and arm around her waist. <br><br>The writhed a little uncomfortably as his rough hands squeezed her tender teats. "Ow." The girl hissed as the flesh in his hands began to hurt at his touch.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>11-08-2008, 20:32:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Now you complain that I pay attention to you," he teased, reaching down to fondle her bottom, pulling her against his crotch.&nbsp; "What am I to do with you but tie you down and take you as I please?"<br><br>He gave her a light smack, not nearly hard enough to hurt.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>11-08-2008, 20:45:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The thought of Aelwin tying her down and having his way with the girl aroused her and yet scared her at the same time. She tried not to think of the idea of being completely helpless. He would not do anything that would hurt his sweet pet, would he?<br><br>As he touched her sex, it was already moist as he pulled her back against his own muscular frame. This pulled at her long tunic and caused it to bunch up at her rear. Her soft flesh now brushed against the fur of his lap.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>11-08-2008, 20:52:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ride my leg," he ordered, nibbling her ear.&nbsp; "I wish to hear you squeal with arousal before I take you!"<br><br>He repeated the slap to her butt, kneading her firmly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>11-08-2008, 21:07:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She thought about his words, how he might react to what she wanted to say. The risk was too tempting to say no to.<br><br>"No..." The peasant girl's cheeks grew red as the though of disobeying her master made her sexual thought go wild.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>11-08-2008, 21:09:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				One hand gripping her hair and tilting her head back, he brought his other hand up to her breasts again, fondling roughly.<br><br>"<em>No</em>?"<br><br>He slapped her across the breasts, not terribly hard...yet.<br><br>"Pet must be feeling feisty!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>11-08-2008, 21:13:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded the best she could as he pulled her hair and tilted her head back. Exposing the soft flesh of her neck to his muzzle as she hoped he would be pleased.<br><br>She winced as her slapped her breasts at then squeezed them once more roughly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>11-08-2008, 21:14:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His fingers found one of her nipples and pinched.<br><br>"Pet wishes to have it rough?"<br><br>He tugged her captive flesh a little, testing her response...and endurance.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>11-08-2008, 21:23:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her features contorted as the skunk pinched at one of her nipples. <br><br>"Tie me, please.." She whined a little as the pain in her breast hurt and yet it began to arouse all at the same time. Her sweet lips had brushed against his furry thigh, her juices of delight dripped down onto his thigh and into his fur.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>11-08-2008, 21:27:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Pet wishes to be bound and used?"<br><br>He rolled her nipple, tugging it again.<br><br>"Pet submits to being filled as I wish, no matter what?"<br><br>Releasing her suddenly, he gave her breasts another slap...harder, this time.<br><br>"Pet must earn her punishment!&nbsp; Grind against my leg," he growled softly into her ear, nipping her neck.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>11-08-2008, 21:33:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She winced once again as he tugged on her breast. Gasping with pleasure as her master bit at her exposed neck. The young girl's cheeks grew red with arousal from his touches and bites.<br><br>She quickly pressed herself to his leg and began rocking her hips as soon as he commanded that she must earn it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>11-08-2008, 21:35:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Biting her a little harder, he slapped her bottom, then yanked the tunic up to ensure his next blows fell on her bare skin instead!<br><br>"This is what Pet wants, is it?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>11-08-2008, 22:14:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yesss maaster!" She cried. Her words were painful but the pain was from the want for him to tie her and pleasure her.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>11-08-2008, 22:20:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He slapped her harder, then shoved her off his lap onto the floor.<br><br>"Take me in your mouth," he ordered.&nbsp; "Get me good and slick, so that I can go deeper."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>11-08-2008, 23:00:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She pushed herself up off the floor. Now kneeling the young girl pulled at the rope she had tied around her waist. Her tunic now free to be pulled and or torn away from her frame. <br><br>"Aelwin, I want you to tie me!" She complained. Sitting up on her knees; she was ready to take him but she still to need to protest her wants from him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>12-08-2008, 03:26:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Do you, now?"<br><br>He takes the rope, wrapping her wrists with it.<br><br>"Pet is going to be spanked and taken from behind, bent over the bed."<br><br>He gives her cheek a light, playful slap.<br><br>"Now suck!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>12-08-2008, 04:47:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The girl let out a moan as his hand smartly came against her cheeks. She extends her arms as the rope pulled at her, pulling the smaller girl closer to his sheathed member. She opened her mouth sitting up up even more.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>12-08-2008, 05:57:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Get me good and slick," he ordered.&nbsp; "Get me ready to take you."<br><br>He reached down to tweak one nipple firmly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>12-08-2008, 08:41:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She brushed her cheek against his member trying to get it to come out of hiding in its sheath. Her tongue touched the black balls of the humanoid, trying to gain access to his member.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>12-08-2008, 14:47:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It did not take long for her to coax him out--his arousal was already obvious when she started.<br><br>"Suck," he repeated softly.&nbsp; "Suck it and beg to be taken."<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>12-08-2008, 21:26:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His pet licked at his underside of his growing member as she wanted to please him. <br><br>"Please Aelwin?" She begged before her mouth encircled his head and took in as much of him as she could. The girl pressed her body up to his leg as she tried to take in all of him. Her wet sex brushed against the fur of his leg as her green eyes watched him. Hoping to make him want to take more.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>12-08-2008, 21:41:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He pressed his leg against her more firmly.<br><br>"Please, who?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>12-08-2008, 21:58:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moaned as his leg met her needy sex. She slowly pulled back her head, sucking his hard member.<br><br>"Master, please take me!" She cried in a sex filled need. Stretching her tied wrists up to him in offering herself to him. Her breasts rubbing his erect member between the two of them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>12-08-2008, 21:59:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Better."<br><br>He put one hand on her head, forcing her to take him deeper and deeper into her throat...<br><br>"Mmmm...show a little enthusiasm, pet," he teased, "or I'll take you like a boy!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>12-08-2008, 22:11:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She quickly took him back into her mouth, pushing him deep into her throat. Letting her head bob back, the pet quickly pushed herself down deeply onto his member. She moaned as she forced herself to take in all of his hard think member. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>12-08-2008, 22:14:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He laughed, pushing her head further down...<br><br>"Is this what you want, pet?&nbsp; My seed down your throat?&nbsp; Filling your belly?"<br><br>Then, just as abruptly, he pulls her head back and stands, pushing her down on the bed and pressing himself to her slick sex from behind.<br><br>"Say please."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>12-08-2008, 22:31:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her arms were pulled out in front of her face. The young girl turned her head to the side so her cries for his pleasure could be heard.<br><br>"Master Aelwin!" She tried pressing her hips down against his sex as the pet whined. "Please, please Master! Tie me and take me hard." Her cheeks flushed as she could feel her tender wanting sex touched by his stiff sex.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>13-08-2008, 05:45:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Pushing himself up inside her to the hilt in one sudden movement, he groaned with pleasure and ground down against her soft bottom.&nbsp; Then he pulled almost all the way out and began thrusting vigorously.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>13-08-2008, 06:07:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His pet cried out on pleasure, with a him of pain added to her cry. The small girl bit her lip as her master slowly pulled almost all the way out. As he thrust back in and continued to thrust wildly in and out of her she moaned out in pleasure. The sound of her flesh smacking against his already filled the air of their room. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>13-08-2008, 15:09:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Reaching out to force her head down on the bed, holding her there as he drove into her, Aelwin grunted with pleasurable effort.<br><br>"Pet likes?"<br><br>His free hand swatted her hip, then snaked around to pinch a nipple firmly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>14-08-2008, 09:25:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The girl under him cried out as he forced her butt in the air. The only thing the peasant girl could do was moan as he thrust into her tight sex. She tried to cry out yes as he reached up the tunic for her breasts. <br><br>The small figure found her voice was lost. She nodded into the sheets of their bed as she could only moan and bit her red lips.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>14-08-2008, 14:56:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Aelwin sped his thrusts, taking his pet mercilessly, until at long last he groaned and shot her full of his hot seed and collapsed on the bed.&nbsp; Wrapping his arms around her waist, he pulled her into a spooning embrace, still buried deep inside.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>28-08-2008, 05:51:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She could not take it anymore as his thrusts brought her to the edge. As his warmth filled her, the skunk's pet cried out in pleasure as she came. Her insides tying into knots and breaking free in a fit of pleasure into her. His spilled juices ran down the inside of her leg as he pulled the peasant girl into his form. Her breath was rapid, as his arm wrapped around her waist and then her heaving chest. <br><br>The warmth of his fur brought a pleasant comfort to her. That green-blue gaze of her closed for a moment as she relaxed into his frame.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>28-08-2008, 15:21:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Closing his teeth carefully on her neck and licking the captive skin there, Aelwin let his hands wander a little, teasing and petting the girl gently.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>28-08-2008, 23:23:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The pet human brought her still bound hands to brush against her cheeks. Shifting her weight on her hips, the girl started to feel uncomfortable with Aelwin's member still buried deep inside her. His bites brought gasps of delight and of pain. Twinges of pain sent jolts down her body as when his teeth would pinch at her flesh. She shuddered into his frame and tilted her neck. Allowing her master more access.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>29-08-2008, 01:31:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He held her in place, chewing gently...licking at her skin, shifting within her.<br><br>"How was that, pet?&nbsp; Satisfying?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>29-08-2008, 04:10:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Small squeaky eeps broke her speech as he chewed on her skin. <br><br>"I want-" She erred as he shifted. His latest pounding left her needing more. "-tie me please..." Her voice was pathetic and weak sounding. But it also had a need to it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>29-08-2008, 04:15:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hand and foot?&nbsp; Or everywhere?"<br><br>He licks her ear.<br><br>"Do you want to be helpless, or hurting a little as well?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>29-08-2008, 04:34:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She hissed as his licked along her ear, her head tilting more to his tongue's touch. <br><br>"Help- less." Her words were breathless as her eyes closed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>29-08-2008, 04:46:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He pulled out, sliding away from her.<br><br>"Cross your wrists," he ordered gruffly, rummaging around to one side of the bed before coming up with a soft leather thong.&nbsp; Using this, he wrapped her wrists tightly together.<br><br>"Now the ankles."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>29-08-2008, 06:53:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A light flush arose over her cheeks as the leather pulled at her skin as he tightened the restraints. Even though her facial expression showed discomfort and pain; her reddened face exposed her lust for being helpless to her owner. She pushed herself up from her laying position on the bed to sitting up right. Her ankles were right in front of the breast man as he requested.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>29-08-2008, 14:58:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He bound her ankles tightly, then rolled her over and pressed his sticky, wet member to her lips.<br><br>"Clean me off, little slave," he smiled.&nbsp; "Taste our mingled juices...and if you are good, I will take you again afterwards."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>31-08-2008, 06:18:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His pet sat up to the best of her ability as she was pushed down onto the bed. Her bound wrists came up to his erection, holding it in front of her mouth the best she could. Slowly her lips parted and the pet's warm tongue brushed over his bulbus head. The village girl's mouth coming alive with the sweet as salty taste that coating him. Her green eyes drifted upward as her lips wrapped around him and as she began to take him in.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>01-09-2008, 02:16:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He groaned with pleasure, smiled wickedly, and reached down to fondle her breast roughly.<br><br>"You like the taste, do you?&nbsp; Mayhaps you shall have more!"<br><br>He added a light almost-slap to the her sensitive flesh.<br><br>"You should enjoy being bound and on top, forced to move according to my guidance until I shoot my seed deep inside your womanhood.&nbsp; Or perhaps I shall tie you spread-eagle, face down, and use you however I wish?"<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>01-09-2008, 06:39:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked upwards with him deep in her mouth. His pet's sun bleached brown hair fell into her bright eyes. Another moan passed over is member as in broke the air. <br><br>Her soft skin brushed up to his fur. His captive toy wanted to please him. The seventeen year old wanted to please master Aelwin and have him want to keep her by his side.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>01-09-2008, 16:03:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He closed his eyes for a moment, sighing with pleasure, then pulled out of her mouth and took himself in hand.<br><br>"I could shoot myself all over your face, and you'd thank me for it, wouldn't you?&nbsp; &nbsp;Or whip you while you kneel before me, taking me down your throat.&nbsp; Maybe even bind your breasts tightly and enjoy the sight of you begging for mercy while I fuck you in both holes..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>02-09-2008, 22:29:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Please- Fuck." She stammered as she sat up enough to lick his head. She could not find her words as she had tried to tell her owner her needs. The girl's body felt strange as her insides demanded the Anthro's touch. <br><br>She had never liked people touching her before nor had she ever liked being helpless. "Please." His pet begged as she pressed her nude front up against his leg. She had no idea how to express her need for him to explore her insides other than press herself against him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>03-09-2008, 15:24:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Wordlessly, he pulled her into his lap and kissed her gently.<br><br>"Wherever I wish?&nbsp; I could even decide to take you like a boy, and that would hurt...until you got used to it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>05-09-2008, 06:54:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She pressed her cheek to his and caressed her soft flesh to his fur. "Please," Every other brush against his fur brought a new pleading word. "I want." "Helpless..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>05-09-2008, 15:00:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Helpless and filled?"<br><br>He nibbled her neck.<br><br>"Crying and squirming as I take you however I please?"<br><br>His manhood, growing firm again, presses against her soft skin.<br><br>"I like this idea."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>05-09-2008, 20:18:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Please Master Aelwin?" <br><br>She complained as her finger tips brushed over his firming erection. They then trailed down to her down sex, touching herself from the driven need to be pounded and filled by her owner.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>05-09-2008, 20:20:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cupping her skinny butt in his hands, he lifted her up a ways, then adjusted her so that his head brushed her entrance.<br><br>"You will move on me," he ordered softly, then lowered her on his hot, hard member, filling her slowly!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>05-09-2008, 20:32:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ahh, uuhhaaammnnn." <br><br>She moan as his length slowly brushed up her insides. Lightly teasing at that painful itch to be banged by her beloved skunk-man. Her knees splayed out from either side of his hips as her tied ankles touched her rear as he pushed his way in. The peasant girl brought her tied wrists up and over his head, resting her arms on his shoulders.<br><br>Letting herself rest for a moment on his base and letting her sex adjust to his size.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>05-09-2008, 20:35:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Still cupping her rump in both hands, Aelwin lets one finger tease his pet's back door, grinning at her reaction.<br><br>"I will take you there, too, if you are not a good little pet.&nbsp; And perhaps I will do so even if you are a good girl!&nbsp; If it pleases me..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>05-09-2008, 20:45:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Please, I want you so bad..." <br><br>Her voice was a whine again as she pushed herself upwards on his thick shaft. Quickly she let herself fall back down to his base again as his head brushed over that spot the brought her to need his sex in her's once more.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>05-09-2008, 20:50:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Then grind yourself to climax on me, pet."<br><br>His finger pressed more firmly, gaining entrance...<br><br>"I do like watching your face, desperate and needy, while you strive for your pleasure!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>05-09-2008, 20:58:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She winced as his finger pressed into her other entrance. But that didn't matter to her. The girl's body forced her to ride upwards on his shaft and back down to his very base. Each time it touched her g-spot she let out a moan and her cheeks flushed red.<br><br>She began to rock up and down deeply on his rock hard sex. His head pushing more and more on her spot as her legs squeezed his with each trip up and down.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>05-09-2008, 21:24:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He put his other arm around her shoulders, holding her down on his length and flexing, causing his member to twitch and jump inside her.&nbsp; Grinning wickedly at her expression, he pushed his finger a little deeper...owning her through his touch.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>08-09-2008, 05:54:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The skunk's forceful push back down on his hard member, followed with him flexing himself inside her brought cries out of her sweet lips. <br><br>A surprise of his finger going into her rear brought another cry, but of confusion. She had never been touched there before and could not tell if she liked it or not.<br><br>"Mmmhmm, please master." She moaned in need.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>08-09-2008, 05:58:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Please, what?"<br><br>Keeping her pinned down, he braced against the floor and thrust upwards!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>08-09-2008, 06:06:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She cried as his hips brought even more of his sex into her. <br><br>"Fuck meee!" She cried as their hips separated and were quickly brought back together. Her hips rocked needfully into his as this pet hurt to be banged. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>08-09-2008, 06:08:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Laughing, he held her in place, thrusting up into her, flexing the muscle group that causes his member to twitch inside her.<br><br>"Should I put you on the bed and pound down into you until you beg for mercy?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>08-09-2008, 06:14:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her green eyes squeezed shut as he touched as far as he could go inside her. <br><br>The new toy could only cry in pleasure and a little hint of pain as he forced his member to move within her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>08-09-2008, 06:20:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Grinding up into her young body, Aelwin laughed wickedly.&nbsp; Easing up on his hold so that she could move in counter to his thrusts, he licked the tears from her cheeks.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>08-09-2008, 07:16:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It felt so good to her but yet, it her the small girl at the same time. She spread her knees further apart as she rocked her hips roughly into his. <br><br>His warm tongue felt good against her cheek as the girl's master licked away her tears. She finally relaxed as his fingers pressed in more on her other hole. <br><br>She was eager to feel him in and out of her tight sex. Bringing him almost all the way out of her wet flower; before pushing him shaft back deep inside her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>08-09-2008, 15:19:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He stopped and held her still for a moment, then eased her up and off.&nbsp; His finger slid out of her bottom at the same time, and he shifted her over onto the bed, on her side.&nbsp; Then he filled her again, entering in one long stroke until his balls brushed her bottom...long, deep strokes followed, at a slow but steady pace.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>08-09-2008, 15:30:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her tied hands groped at the blankets of their bed, wadding them up in her fist as she cried out in pleasure. There wasn't anything she could do to control how fast or slow or deep she wanted him to go. The skunk's deep strokes made her quiver with ecstasy and his short steady pace made the small girl pant with each thrust.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>08-09-2008, 15:31:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Moaning with pleasure, he sped up, faster and faster, until he grunted with effort and slammed into her again and again, hard enough to shake the bed!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>08-09-2008, 15:52:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The small peasant girl cried out as his rock hard member finally began to pleasure that burning desire she held within her. It must have been some primal urge to fuck as hard and as rough as possible. <br><br>"Aelwin!" she cried as his thrust over powered her and her tight sex grew tender as she rose to climax. The girl only hoped that her master in turn would not be finished yet and that her abuse would continue. She never thought of herself in such an event with an Anthro before nor herself wanting to be restrained and pounded so harshly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>08-09-2008, 15:59:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Grinding down against her before pulling out, he presses the slippery head of his rigid manhood against her back door...and then inside, slowly forcing himself inside her inch by inch!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>09-09-2008, 02:44:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His pet cried and bit down on her lip as she tried not to scream. This was the first time any attention had been paid to this hole in any sexual manner. Even though it was slow, the pressure caused enough pain to make the girl try to curl up in agony. Her rear was tight and pressed back against his sex as he tried to invade her insides even more.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>09-09-2008, 03:32:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Laughing, he continued to push deep, grunting with effort and pleasure.<br><br>"How does pet like this?&nbsp; Perhaps she would rather be on top, forcing herself down on me..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>09-09-2008, 04:57:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His pet human could only cry as his member push even deeper into her anus. <br><br>It hurt, oh god did it hurt! Aelwin's member brought a surprising pleasure as it pushed deep within her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>09-09-2008, 05:01:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Driving himself inside until he was sunk up to the hilt, Aelwin ground against her soft butt and reached around to pinch and tease her nipples.<br><br>"Cry," he ordered her softly.&nbsp; "I know this is humiliating!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>09-09-2008, 05:09:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he leaned forward and pinched at her nipples, the girl finally released her lip. A cry of searing pain and mixed with growing pleasure filled the air. Her sun bleached hair became strewn over her beautiful features. The human's green eyes were tightly shut as she cried out.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>09-09-2008, 05:11:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Laughing, he thrust himself into her harder, faster...slapping her breasts, her bottom, her belly...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>09-09-2008, 17:07:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her cries turned from less of pain into more of pleasure. The bound girl lay under him, her skin started to gleam with sweat as all she could do was feel the waves of heat rise and fall over her body.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>09-09-2008, 17:12:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With one final, mighty thrust, Aelwin grunted with pleasure as his climax exploded deep inside her!&nbsp; Then he lay down carefully, putting as little of his weight on her as he could to prevent injury.<br><br>"Ahhhh, yes," he growled deep in his throat.&nbsp; "Good pet!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>09-09-2008, 17:21:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She panted heavily as her lover laid down on the bed with her. The girl tried to curl up against <br>Aelwin's frame, but she found the restraints prevented her from doing so. Her facial features finally relaxed into a euphoric state as his warm fur brushed over her figure.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>09-09-2008, 17:29:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Aelwyn kissed the back of her neck, wrapping his arms around her waist.<br><br>"Next time, you will sit on me and lower yourself for your violation," he mused.&nbsp; "And you will touch yourself to ease matters, or I will find a way to punish you thoroughly."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>09-09-2008, 17:38:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"What would punishing include?" The smaller figure questioned still breathlessly. <br><br>She wore a small of content smile on her lips as she spoke her words. She wondered if all his punishments would be as good feeling as&nbsp; this and what she might have to do to get more of them.<br><br>"I want to have both places filled." She whispered as she let her green gaze stare into nothingness. "You and another man's sex filling my privet places." she muttered as her eyes slowly closed once again. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>09-09-2008, 17:40:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He chuckled.<br><br>"How about a woman's fingers?&nbsp; I may not wish to share you with another man."<br><br>His tone was light and teasing, so he may not have been serious...<br><br>"For torment, I was thinking more of the ropes--something to keep your breasts swollen and sore, your sex wet and aching."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>09-09-2008, 18:01:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Master Aelwin I don't know if I could be a good pet after such a punishment I just had." She murmured as the small girl wiggled her butt a little as his thick member still rested inside of her. <br><br>She enjoyed the breast-man's smell&nbsp; and how it filled her nostrils. She tried to grasp at his hands that rested on her. But the leather restraint prevented her from moved his hands, one to her breasts and the other to her waist like she wanted.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>09-09-2008, 18:09:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He carefully undoes the bonds on her wrists, allowing her to hold him if she wishes.<br><br>"Then shall I find a willing girl to plunge her fingers up inside you as I hold you in my lap, full and aching?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>09-09-2008, 18:14:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"But Aelwin." She pulled his arms around her middle. Resting on of the shunk's hands on her breasts and the other around her middle. <br><br>The thought of another girl touching her bothered her. Her composure changed as soon as he spoke of a woman. <br><br>"A woman. I don't want them to touch me." She complained softly as she brushed her head against his chest.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>09-09-2008, 18:17:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Then we have an impasse," he grinned, "as I don't want to share you with another man.&nbsp; How to resolve this?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>10-09-2008, 02:27:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The girl blushed as her master spoke of not wanting to ever share her with another man.<br>&nbsp;<br>"If you wish Aelwin."<br><br>The small girl paused as she swallowed her fear.<br><br>"I will try..." <br><br>Her words were quiet. She tried not to think of it being another woman that would be touching her other private place. If they ever did add another to their mix that is.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-09-2008, 15:48:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Should I find another little slave girl, so that you may know that she is as uncomfortable with it as you are?&nbsp; Or would you rather be abused by a willing and eager young thing?"<br><br>Aelwyn kissed her again.<br><br>"I do not want two pets.&nbsp; Jealousy is such an unfortunate thing."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>11-09-2008, 06:38:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The sun bleached brown hair of the girl mixed with his black and white fur as she nuzzled against his chest. Her green eyes opened again, one of her hands brushed over her rear. It was a bit sore and his member was still pushed firmly up her second sex. <br><br>"I don't want to have to share you." She muttered as her gaze fell to his furry arms that now wrapped firmly around her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>11-09-2008, 15:40:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Then we are indeed at an impasse," he murmured, nibbling her neck and shifting slightly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>11-09-2008, 16:58:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The girl shivered as his nips sent chills down her spine. <br><br>"With another pet master."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>11-09-2008, 17:01:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ahhh."<br><br>He licked her neck slowly.<br><br>"Perhaps we will think of something.&nbsp; You could put your own fingers inside, for example.&nbsp; That might help..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>12-09-2008, 03:37:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Its not tat same master... well as your member inside me." <br><br>She wrapped one of her hand in his, lacing her fingers in between his. She let the hands fall downwards to her sex.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>12-09-2008, 04:32:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It was a thought.&nbsp; Come."<br><br>He pushes her off his softening member.<br><br>"Let us get you cleaned up."<br><br>And, picking her up in his arms, cradling her, he carries her to the baths...cool, now, but still there.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>12-09-2008, 09:16:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				All the semi bound girl could do was curl up in his arms and nuzzle against his soft fur. Aelwin was a good lover, taking care of his pet at least.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>15-09-2008, 15:55:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Washing himself carefully and thoroughly, Aelwin next lowered her into the waters and did the same...cleaning her off, doing his best not to stimulate or tease her as he did so.<br><br>"There.&nbsp; Now come to bed.&nbsp; I wish to feel your mouth on me in the morning, but until then your warmth will suffice."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>17-09-2008, 06:00:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His peasant girl pressed up against him as he bathed her and then curled up into his figure as he brought her to their warm bed. <br><br>"Yes master Aelwin." She smiled warmly as the small frame of the girl pressed up into his warm fur.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>17-09-2008, 15:52:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Reaching bed, he lays her down and then settles in beside her, pulling the sleeping furs up over them both and letting his hand brush her bottom.<br><br>"I shall think about letting you have two men inside you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>20-09-2008, 05:01:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The girl nodded sleepily as she let her heavy eye lids close. "mmhmm." Quietly came from her throat. Her small frame turned around in the bed so her front met the skunks. The girl intertwined her legs in his as she snuggled up to Aelwin.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>20-09-2008, 17:04:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Aelwyn enfolded her carefully, and soon slumbered.<br><br>She woke, some hours later, when his engorged manhood slid up inside her tight sex all the way to the hillt!&nbsp; Or, rather, when her own weight forced her down on him.&nbsp; His strong hands slapped her tender bottom and pried her cheeks apart for some as yet uncertain reason.<br><br>"Wake up, pet," he whispered to her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>23-09-2008, 16:53:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His sex toy let out a soft moans in complaint as she tried to roll over. Her eyes refused to open this morning as her small frame stretched a little. Only as his hands slapped her firm rump and spread her did the girl wake up. <br><br>"Master." She cooed in her half awake state.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>23-09-2008, 16:57:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A moment later, she could feel something warm and soft pressing at her back door...<br><br>"Relax, pet," Aelwyn ordered.&nbsp; "Do not fight him."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>23-09-2008, 17:13:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The small girl looked over her shoulder to she what was going on as she felt a second member press to her anus. <br><br>"Master?" She questioned as slowly she realized what was going on.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>23-09-2008, 17:17:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Aelwyn swatted her again, then wrapped one strong arm around her waist to hold her down.<br><br>"Relax, I said."<br><br>The other man laughed softly and pressed against her once more, gently increasing the pressure from his well-lubricated head.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>23-09-2008, 17:28:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moaned as the second head entered her rear entry. <br><br>"Master Ael-!" She cried out as the other man's sex forced its way in. Her upper half pressed against her owner as insides were becoming filled with two men. She bit her lip at the new sensation that was now coming over her. Her hands grasped at the skunk-man's fur.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>23-09-2008, 17:31:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Seizing her hair in his fist, Aelwyn pulled her face back and pressed his lips to hers, his tongue thrusting deep into her mouth in a way that suggested a third penetration...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>23-09-2008, 18:42:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The green eyed girl's eyes began to water as he pulled her sun bleached blond hair. She did not resist his forceful behavior as he thrust his tongue into young girl's mouth. Soft moans ran through her mouth and into his as she gave into his demanding actions.<br><br>The small figure was now trapped between her breast-master and one of his subjects. Their furs rubbing against her nude frame in different ways as the stranger slowly began to work himself in and out of the toy's rear.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>23-09-2008, 18:44:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The other man pushes himself into her helpless young body until his member is buried up to the hilt, then grinds against her so that his rod brushes Aelwyn's...the two men separated only by her warm, soft flesh.<br><br>"She makes nice noise, brother..."<br><br>"That she does," Aelwyn chuckles.<br><br>Then the both of them move inside her, coordinating their thrusts carefully.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>23-09-2008, 18:56:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The young human shuttered between them as this new feeling was strange to her. The two men moving inside of her and their hard members rubbing against the same thin wall of her insides made her squirm. <br><br>"Master Aelwyn!" She cried out as the one creature buried himself as deep as he could within her. Her hands grasping at his soft black and white fur. Moaning again as they began thrusting within her sexes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>23-09-2008, 19:04:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He laughed, thrusting up inside her with vigor.<br><br>"Are you full enough, pet?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>24-09-2008, 23:01:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				All his toy could do is moan as she clung to his soft fur. Her eyes closed roughly as their rough play brought a bit of pain to their pleasuring. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>25-09-2008, 02:03:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Aelwyn grew still, but his brother...if such the other man was...sped up, driving his thick cock faster and faster up her ass!&nbsp; His hands slapped her hips, then slid around to fondle her breasts roughly as he forced himself inside her up to the hilt.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>28-09-2008, 18:22:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Aah! Aelwin, it hurts!" She winced and cried as her master's brother rammed away at her round ass. The pet grasped at the skunk's thick fur as the pain from the strange man was becoming unbearable. If he was not stopped soon, the anthro's sibling might just break Aelwin's toy that he had only had for three days.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>28-09-2008, 18:33:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Better finish," Aelwyn told his partner, and a moment later the man grunted...the toy could feel his hot seed squirting deep into her body, and then the delicious agony of his withdrawal.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>28-09-2008, 18:57:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She buried her tear filled eyes in her master's coat. His brother's poundings had taken a toll on the small figure. Her rump ached as the sting from his spilled seed and a possible tare in her anal lining. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>28-09-2008, 19:04:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Aelwyn gave her butt several hard slaps, 'encouraging' her to move on his hardness.<br><br>"Did pet enjoy being filled?&nbsp; I think she did," he teases.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>28-09-2008, 19:20:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The girl did not feel as if she could move. <br><br>"It hurts." She cried into his fur. The peasant girl now regretted her want to have two men inside of her. If the other man was easier on her maybe this would have turned out better. But the other beast man had cause damage to her insides.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>28-09-2008, 19:25:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Aelwyn swats her again, cupping her butt and moving her slowly.<br><br>"Next time, it will not be so tramautic."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>28-09-2008, 19:41:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't like him." She muttered into his black fur. <br><br>Each of her owners small and easy movements hurt her. She let her sex slide up and down the man's member. Whimpering at each of their passes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>28-09-2008, 19:42:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No?"<br><br>Aelwyn gives her bottom another squeeze.<br><br>"Perhaps your request was not as fun as it seemed," he muses.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>28-09-2008, 20:09:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She hissed in pain as the stronger frame squeezed her painful rump. <br><br>"Please Aelwyn, he hurt me." The young girl complained as she continued to rock her bony hips up and down him. <br><br>The penetration of her sex eased in pain and finally felt good again. Except for every time her owner messed with her rump, the pain started again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>28-09-2008, 20:16:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Shhh."<br><br>Aelwyn shifts his hands to her back, hugging her against his chest.<br><br>"Shhh," he repeats, trying to comfort her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>28-09-2008, 20:30:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His brother had slicked off not even bothering to see if his fun had hurt the girl or if she had any pleasure from the two of them.<br><br>She slowed her rocks on his hardened member as he tried to comfort her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>28-09-2008, 20:47:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Aelwyn gradually brings her to a stop.<br><br>"You would rather have me in your mouth?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>28-09-2008, 20:58:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She brushed her red cheeks over his chest, almost like an animal would in affection. <br><br>"I'm fine master, what ever you wish." Her green eyes peered into his.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>28-09-2008, 21:29:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Off me, then, and take me in your mouth until you swallow my seed," he grinned.&nbsp; "You seem to enjoy that, you do..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>29-09-2008, 01:44:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The girl did as she was told. Slowly pushing herself off of her beast-man's member. The small figure got to her knees, in a slow and sore manner. Her green gaze tuned up to meet her master's eager member. A small pass of her tongue over her lips prepared herself to receive his needy cock.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>29-09-2008, 15:12:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"There you go," he smiled at her, stroking her hair.&nbsp; "Better?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>30-09-2008, 01:06:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The girl nodded. She sat up on her knees more to be able to reach him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>30-09-2008, 15:28:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Putting one hand on the back of her head, Aelwyn 'encouraged' her to swallow him as deep as she could...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>30-09-2008, 15:44:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His pet struggled at first to take in a large amount of his hard member. Gagging for a moment after he pulled back. One of his pet's soft hands grasped the base of his sex while. The other hand took hold of a hand full of fur on his thigh. As she tried to push past the pain of his shaft penetrating the back of her throat.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>30-09-2008, 16:13:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ahhhhhh...yes, that's good..."<br><br>Letting his hand guide her, rather than forcing, Aelwyn lifted his hips.<br><br>"Mmmm."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>30-09-2008, 17:08:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The small girl produced mewls as she tried taking as all of him again. This time there was more success.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>30-09-2008, 17:23:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"There you are," he smiled.&nbsp; "Now pump my shaft with your hand, and lick the head...mmm, good pet..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>30-09-2008, 18:05:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She did just that, trying to always listen to her master's wants. Her hand rubbed up and down his shaft as her mouth surrounded the tip. Her tongue playing with the head as she still would run him in and out of her mouth.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>30-09-2008, 18:17:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It did not take much longer before he moaned even louder and arched his back, his member twitching and pulsing as he pumped her mouth full of his seed...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>30-09-2008, 18:21:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His pet never really knew what to do with his spent seed. Swallowing the warm salty mix, the small figure before Aelwyn looked up into his gaze. Her lips still glistening with saliva and cum. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>30-09-2008, 18:25:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His fist tightened in her hair as he peaked, and then after she swallowed he pulled her toward him, wrapping his arms around her slender body and snuggling close as he dropped off to sleep...murmuring what might have been endearments.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>02-10-2008, 06:07:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The small figure now tucked protectively away in Aelwyn's arms, slowly curled up into his grasp. Trying to ignore the pain that seared through her insides. Soon her green eyes closed as she drifted to sleep with her owner. Safe from his brother and everything was calm once again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>07-10-2008, 15:20:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				This time, when she awoke, Aelwyn was gone again, and another serving woman (a Rabbit, this time) was attending to her, bringing in clothes and straightening the furniture.&nbsp; The servant gave her a knowing glance and a soft giggle, then made a few gestures in lieu of speaking before ducking out...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>08-10-2008, 15:19:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The human girl let out a soft growl at the rabbit as she giggled at the girl. The dirty blond peasant girl quickly covered her small frame with the overly large shift. The fabric fell off one of her shoulders as she sat for a moment looking around the room. Was there anything thing she could do? Finally after a few moments she moved to the desk, deciding to eat this morning. She found some blank paper and quill at the desk. Bored, the girl randomly started to draw, At first it started to be nothing, just random lines and circles. But slowly the page started to form a flowering tree by a serene lake. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>08-10-2008, 15:40:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After she had been drawing a while, she became aware of another presence--another Raccoon, somewhat like Aelwyn, but a little younger.<br><br>"There you are.&nbsp; Come with me.&nbsp; Now."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>08-10-2008, 15:47:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"What?"&nbsp; The girl had jumped as tried to calm down. She quickly got to her feet as she was pulled along by the new person. She found it strange that the raccoon had hurriedly come to gather her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>08-10-2008, 15:52:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Be quiet," he ordered sternly, ushering her along.&nbsp; Finally he came to the stables and called for a mount.<br><br>"Get on."<br><br>Shoving her up into the saddle, he swung up behind her.<br><br>"This will not take long."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>08-10-2008, 16:06:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hey- Ah- Wooh!" The girl cried out as she was shoved towards a horse. As she didn't get on, the strange boy lifted her small frame up and onto the back of the horse. She had never been on a horse before in her life and the height off the ground scared her. She tightly gripped to breast man's fur around his middle as the animal pulled back and dashed off.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>08-10-2008, 16:09:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He rode only a short distance out of camp...far enough to be out of sight around a small hill, and probably out of earshot, but not much further.&nbsp; Dismounting, he all but hauled her out of the saddle before hobbling his mount.<br><br>"You are my brother's pet," he sneered.&nbsp; "He's gone soft in the head over you.&nbsp; This will not do."<br><br>Grabbing her hair and pulling her head back, he studied her face with narrowed eyes.<br><br>"He has gone soft enough to invite me to share his bed.&nbsp; To share you.&nbsp; Perhaps I ought to take you from him?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>08-10-2008, 16:35:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The pet stared wide eyed as the human like creature pulled her head back by her hair. She whimper as he spoke of taking her away from her dear Aelwyn. "No, I asked that of him. He isn't soft." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>08-10-2008, 16:36:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Raccoon snorted scornfully and slapped her across the breasts.<br><br>"And you enjoyed it.&nbsp; Perhaps he is too kind!&nbsp; You need to be beaten.&nbsp; To be taken..."<br><br>He slapped her again, squeezing her breasts roughly.<br><br>"On your knees, 'pet'."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>08-10-2008, 17:29:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ah! No, stop!" She cried as the man slapped her. She refused to get on her knees. "Your not my master." She thought he was horrible in bed and didn't want anything to do with him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>08-10-2008, 17:31:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He laughed and slapped her harder, kneading her breasts mercilessly.<br><br>"Ahhh, defiant!&nbsp; I will have to tie you up, will I?"<br><br>And then he slapped her face, more gently than she might have expected.<br><br>"You do for him, you will do for me.&nbsp; Simple, see?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>08-10-2008, 21:22:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Go to hell." The small girl spat as he slapped at her once more.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>08-10-2008, 21:28:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He laughed, throwing her to the ground.<br><br>"Must I force you?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>10-10-2008, 08:56:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The dainty girl gasped as she was pushed to the ground and let out a soft groan as after roughly landing there. The clean off white shift fell off her on shoulder as the pet backed away on her hands as he approached. Her bare feet pushed at the ground, trying to get traction as she tried to back out of his grasp. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-10-2008, 14:43:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You protest too much," he grinned.&nbsp; "I heard you moaning last night, when you had both of us filling you!&nbsp; You love the act itself..."<br><br>He playfully made a grab at her, missing on purpose.<br><br>"And what you do for him, you'll do for me.&nbsp; Or, in all likelihood, any other man!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>10-10-2008, 17:38:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No, your disgusting! Get away!" Her green eyes frantically searched for some way of escape. As she continued to back away, her hand fell upon a rock. She quickly grasped the rock and swung it up at the raccoon's head. She didn't wait to see if it had had the effect she had hoped for or not. The captured girl quickly stumbled to her feet, running back towards the camp.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-10-2008, 17:39:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He blocked her arm easily, his other hand lashing out to grab her by the hair.<br><br>"You lie!&nbsp; I can smell your arousal, wench!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>10-10-2008, 17:47:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She quickly fell back to the ground after he grabbed her. She cried out as her hair was pulled and her face was pushed towards the ground. She tried not to cry but her emotions were running on high. "Aelwyn!" She cried out as loud as she could.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-10-2008, 17:50:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"He will not come to help you, little one," the Raccoon laughed.&nbsp; "You do not truly want him to, either--I told you, I can smell your arousal!"<br><br>He reached down and swatted her bottom.<br><br>"You seem to enjoy this.&nbsp; I have no idea why."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>10-10-2008, 17:58:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She tried once more to push herself off from the ground. Only to collapse back into the dirt under her master's younger brother.<br><br>"Please let me go!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-10-2008, 18:04:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He laughed softly and closed his jaws on her throat, licking her skin...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>10-10-2008, 18:44:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She let out a sigh as it was no use fighting him anymore. Her neck tilted away from his muzzle, allowing him to access her neck.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-10-2008, 18:46:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chewing just gently enough to avoid breaking her skin, his hands found her breasts and squeezed them roughly...then pinched and twisted her nipples hard enough to make her cry out.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>10-10-2008, 18:56:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She let out a soft whimper as his bites left marks on her neck and then again as his hands teased at her now firm nipples.<br><br>"Ah..." She tried to protect her breasts from his teasing. If he wanted her full cooperation he might just have to resort to binding her light his brother would.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-10-2008, 18:58:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He slapped her breasts again.<br><br>"Heh!"<br><br>Then he pulled away, pulling her across his lap until she could feel his cock pressing against her belly.<br><br>"You like this," he growled.&nbsp; "Admit it!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>10-10-2008, 19:23:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes.." She whimpered as his hard member pressed against her stomach.<br><br>Her sex started to become wet as the scent of her arousal began to fill the air.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-10-2008, 19:24:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Yanking her shift up over her waist, he grabbed one wrist and twisted her arm to hold her in place, then brought his hand down on her butt...hard.<br><br>"Let's get you warmed up!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>10-10-2008, 19:28:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The smaller figure groaned and let out a soft hiss as his hand came down sharply on her rear. The damage he had done the day before was still tender and made her inside writhe in pain as he hit her rump.<br><br>"Ah!" She squirmed under his grasp as he pinned her down.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-10-2008, 19:29:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Laughing, he swatted her harder...over and over, mercilessly...<br><br>"Cry, pet!&nbsp; Cry!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>10-10-2008, 19:36:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As the breast man continued to beat at her rear, her cried gradually grew louder. <br><br>Her face tried to burry into the strange creature's fur.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-10-2008, 19:38:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He swats her mercilessly, laughing at her struggles.<br><br>"Beg," he finally commands her.&nbsp; "Beg for mercy!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>10-10-2008, 20:26:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Please!" She cried out as he hit her sore rear again.<br><br>"Ah! Please just get it over with..." The peasant girl begged as he continued to beat her not reddening ass.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-10-2008, 20:30:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No," he laughed, spanking her thighs.&nbsp; "I want you nice and pliant, begging for me, before I will even consider mercy!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>10-10-2008, 22:01:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her bottom was red and almost raw from his beating. She dug her nails into the ground as she tried to grasp at something. She cried out again as his hand brushed against her wet and needy sex before he slapped her thighs.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-10-2008, 22:04:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Touch yourself," he ordered, slapping her thighs again.&nbsp; "Perform for my pleasure, little toy, and the pain will stop.&nbsp; Eventually."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>10-10-2008, 22:28:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her one hand traveled down her chest to her sex. Her fingers teased as her lips and rubbed softly at her clit. <br><br>"Mmm..." the captive girl moaned lightly as she tried to get her master's younger brother to take her.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-10-2008, 22:29:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He swatted her bottom once more, then released her arm and reached around to knead her breasts.<br><br>"Good pet," he said, laughing softly.&nbsp; "Perhaps I shan't need to tie you up after all!&nbsp; Or is that what you want?&nbsp; To be bound?&nbsp; To a tree, perhaps..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>10-10-2008, 22:37:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her head nodded as she lightly probed her sex with a finger. She didn't want him to touch her but she had no other choice. It was either this or... the girl didn't even know what this breast man could do to her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-10-2008, 23:32:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He shoved her off his lap roughly.<br><br>"Ropes it shall be!&nbsp; And I shall take you against the rough bark.&nbsp; That should make you cry, yes?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>11-10-2008, 00:46:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The small girl squealed as she was shoved of the anthro's lap. Her eyes were large as she gazed up at the horny raccoon. Her knees and palms were cut and scratched from her fall and the rocks under them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>11-10-2008, 01:35:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Grabbing her by the hair, he 'coaxed' her toward a nearby tree.<br><br>"Up!&nbsp; Stand up!&nbsp; Or I'll take you from behind and make you beg."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>11-10-2008, 01:51:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The girl stumbled to her feet as he pulled her towards the near by tree. She tried not to cry as he pulled at her sun bleached hair. Aelwyn's pet fell back into the bark of the tree. The shift pressed into her back as well as the rough bark under neath it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>11-10-2008, 01:53:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				'Stay here," he ordered, heading back to his mount for a rope and a long, thick leather strap.&nbsp; The latter he slapped against the palm of his free hand as he returned, grinning wickedly.<br><br>"Hands above your head, fuck-toy."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>11-10-2008, 02:13:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Slowly the small girl raised her arms above her, pressing her wrists together. She tried not to look at the younger beast man as he came back from the mount. The sound of the leather hitting his skin made the small pet flinch.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>11-10-2008, 04:17:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Binding her hands, he wraps the rope around and around the trunk to keep her arms out of the way.&nbsp; Then, standing back to review his handiwork, he taps the strap lightly against her belly.<br><br>"Let's see.&nbsp; How shall I start?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>11-10-2008, 04:40:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The girl whimpered as his ran the leather straps over her stomach.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>11-10-2008, 04:49:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He reached out and pinched one nipple, tugging and twisting it, watching her reactions closely...the bulge in his crotch all too apparent!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>11-10-2008, 05:31:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her lush lips let out a whine as he tugged at her chest. <br><br>"Aelwyn..." The girl moaned quietly as she wished it was her master who was touching her slender figure.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>11-10-2008, 05:41:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He slapped her breasts, scowling.<br><br>"Do you pine for him to use you like this, perhaps?&nbsp; I could leave you here for him, you know."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>11-10-2008, 05:48:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The pet bit her lip to keep her mouth closer and her protests inside and unheard. If she was ever going to see her master again, the girl had to with stand his advances.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>11-10-2008, 05:54:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He slapped her breasts again, then ran furry fingers down her belly and probed her sex.<br><br>"All wet, I see.&nbsp; Shall I tell my dear brother to give you a proper whipping every night before taking you?&nbsp; It makes you so much more <em>responsive</em>!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>11-10-2008, 06:01:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her eyes closed and her head turned away from him as his fingers touched her sweet sex. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>11-10-2008, 06:01:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He probed deeper, spreading her open with two fingers, pushing a third inside her slowly...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>11-10-2008, 06:06:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She couldn't help but moaning as he teased her wet and needy sex. Her hips automatically pushing back against his touch. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>11-10-2008, 06:08:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He laughed and pushed a fourth finger inside her, waggling them and spreading her even further.<br><br>"You enjoy this," he accused with mock severity.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>13-10-2008, 15:25:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The small girl tried not to show any signs for enjoying someone other than her master. But this small raccoon beast knew how to manipulate her senses.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>13-10-2008, 15:40:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He pumped his fingers in and out of her, viciously manipulating all her most sensitive trigger spots with ruthless efficiency...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>13-10-2008, 15:45:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her lower lip began to bleed from her biting it, trying to hold in and hold back the tension he was creating inside her. The small pet couldn't take it any longer. She gasped as her cheeks reddened, her flustering made her turn her face away. Hiding her blushing in heat features in her locks of hair.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>13-10-2008, 15:46:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mashing his thumb against her clit, waggling his fingers inside her tightness, the Raccoon gave her breasts another punishing slap!<br><br>"How long will it take you to climax if I punish these?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>13-10-2008, 15:48:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The girl whimpered as they both knew that it would not be long at all before she would be pushed over the edge and forced to come for her master's younger brother.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>13-10-2008, 15:50:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Twisting his hand inside her, he pinched her nipples, one after another.<br><br>"No wonder he enjoys you!&nbsp; This is so entertaining..."<br><br>More slaps followed, making her soft breasts bounce and jiggle.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>13-10-2008, 17:24:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The pet let go of her lip, letting her moans of pleasure fill the air around them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>13-10-2008, 17:26:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Perhaps I can get my whole hand up there.&nbsp; Would that make you scream like a whore, little pet?"<br><br>He laughed, pinching her nipples again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>13-10-2008, 17:44:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her small frame shook as the heat rose inside of her.<br><br>"Mmm... uhh please don't." She murmured breathlessly as his fingers worked her sex.<br><br>"Fuck..." The small pet managed to stammer.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>13-10-2008, 17:46:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Maybe I will," he grinned, slapping her again and speeding his finger-thrusts.&nbsp; "Just to hear you scream and beg..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>13-10-2008, 22:44:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She erred as his fingers sped up inside her sex. Her soft features contorted as the heat of arousal grew over her body. She tried not to press back against his taunting motions. But she could not help it. Her hips rocked up against his hand as her cheeks flourished even more with the blushing red color.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>13-10-2008, 23:28:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Leaning forward, he thrust his tongue between her lips, driving his fingers as far into her sex as he could and pinching one nipple painfully tight...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>14-10-2008, 00:12:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her arms began to ache as her toes just barely brushed the ground. Her insides wrenched, twisted, and turned as his tongue invaded her mouth. She cried out into the beast man's mouth as his thrusts of his fingers and pinching at her nipple sent her over the edge. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>14-10-2008, 00:17:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Crooking his fingers inside to press them against her front wall, mashing his thumb against her clit, he kept his tongue playing over and around hers, seeking to drive her wild...or into submission.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>14-10-2008, 00:40:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She cried as her body tried to curl up. She came as he continued to push her sexual buttons. She found that she couldn't control her body anymore. The mixture of tiring and extreme pleasure made her chest heave and her body press for more.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>14-10-2008, 00:52:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Without warning, he yanked his hand out of her and pressed his fingers to her lips, encouraging her to lick him clean.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>14-10-2008, 01:45:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Slowly, her tongue lapped at his wet fingers, tasting her own juices. She crained her neck to be able to lick at the younger breast's fingers eagerly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>14-10-2008, 05:01:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"How many ways will I take you?&nbsp; That's the question."<br><br>His other hand tweaked her nipples, grinning.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>14-10-2008, 05:19:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A whine escaped her parted lips as there was a sudden lack of attention to her sex. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>14-10-2008, 05:29:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Awwww!&nbsp; Feeling a little empty?&nbsp; Perhaps I ought to fill you again."<br><br>He tugged her nipple, twisting it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>15-10-2008, 22:48:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The captured girl whined again as he teased her. Her current situation of being tied up to the tree didn't help.<br><br>She couldn't touch his, show him how much she wanted to be filled. She couldn't show how much she wanted to be pounded. <br><br>It was some deep down primal urge she always felt; the need to be tied up, helpless and fucked roughly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-10-2008, 01:12:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He stooped to grab one ankle, lifting her leg until she was forced to stretch uncomfortably, her knees almost up to her breasts.<br><br>"There.&nbsp; Nice and open!"<br><br>Taking a loop of rope, he wrapped it around her ankle several times to keep her in this exposed, awkward, vulnerable position!&nbsp; Then he slapped her inner thigh roughly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>17-10-2008, 17:11:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmm- Ahh, hey!"<br><br>She seemed to enjoy his touches, but then her master's younger brother tied up her one ankle. Her other leg tried to bend up towards her chest in attempt to keep herself more closed.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>17-10-2008, 17:35:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He slapped her inner thigh again, then pulled her other leg up and repeated the tie job...leaving her dangling by wrists and ankles, open and vulnerable...<br><br>"Much better!&nbsp; Shall we make you scream now?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>20-10-2008, 05:38:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				'Aelwyn, wont he notice I'm gone?' The sex toy questioned to herself as she became fully suspended from the ground. <br><br>She moaned as all her weight seemed to rest in her lower half. Feeling even more open and vulnerable than before, her now very exposed sex dripped. The heat and want from her needy nether region was now fully apparent as she dangled before her master's younger brother.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>20-10-2008, 05:41:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cruelly pinching her clit, twisting it, tugging it, he grinned and bent to flick his tongue across one hard nipple.<br><br>"Let us make you scream and beg for a fucking," he laughed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>20-10-2008, 05:56:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She sharply cried out with lust as his assault on her clit began once more. His warm tongue flicking at her cold soft skin made the small girl shiver. <br><br>"Please..." She whined as his advances only made her wet slit even wetter.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>20-10-2008, 15:11:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He tugged her clit harder.<br><br>"Please...what?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>20-10-2008, 15:23:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moaned out louder as she felt the bubbling heat grow within her. <br><br>"Fill me! Fill, Please." She managed to moan as his tugs and teases left the small girl stumbling to find words.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>20-10-2008, 15:26:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rolling her clit, he licked her neck.<br><br>"Do you deserve to be filled?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>20-10-2008, 15:34:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She tilted her head, allowing him to lick at her neck with more ease. <br><br>"MmmHmm." She plead nuzzling her cheek against his head as he touched his lips to her skin.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>20-10-2008, 15:36:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He stepped back, loosening his breeches and stroking himself.<br><br>"Little pet wants this inside her, does she?&nbsp; She wants to be filled?"<br><br>Rubbing his head past her clit, over and over, he bent to nibble on her breasts...sharp teeth grazing her nipples.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>20-10-2008, 21:28:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His brushing, oh god how this toy wished she could just push him inside of her aching sex. His teeth were an extra bonus. The slightly fang like teeth grazed her plump flesh of her firm breasts, drawing little beads of her blood to the surface of her skin.<br><br>The suspended pet gasped as his teeth lightly bit at her breasts and his tip rubbed in her slit. Her juices slowly covering his head as he teased her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>20-10-2008, 21:30:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Teasingly he pushed inside her, biting a little harder.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>12-11-2008, 06:20:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moaned and tried to press back as he drew himself closer and further inside of his brother's pet.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>12-11-2008, 14:54:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Suddenly forcing himself inside her all the way, he rocked back and forth, thrusting vigorously and groaning as he took her...<br><br>"No wonder he likes you!&nbsp; So tight, so helpless!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>12-11-2008, 15:15:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The small girl gasped out into the slightly brisk air as his length filled her. <br><br>"Mmm,... Ahh!" She could only manage to moan and cry out in response as he thrust into her again. The human girl's eyes glazed over in a lustful stare as she let out silent and yet breathless moans of pleasure.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>12-11-2008, 15:17:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Laughing, he sped up, reaching under to tease her back door with one finger.<br><br>"How very exotic...no fur..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>12-11-2008, 15:26:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her green eyes rolled back in her head as he sped up. The girl's sun bleached blonde hair tossed amongst her features as she tried not to give in fully to his temptation.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>12-11-2008, 15:39:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I could take you in every hole," he hissed, teasing her more directly.&nbsp; "You let him take you there, like a boy..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kittenchan</strong> on <strong>15-11-2008, 07:12:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She whimpered as her master's brother thrust into her. <br><br>His teasing made her mewl in want. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tribute (MP/Kittychan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-11-2008, 00:27:57</strong>
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				"Is that what you want?&nbsp; My cock deep in your tight little ass, making you shriek for mercy?&nbsp; You'll have to ask!"
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