A petite and youthful character, with striking red hair and captivating green eyes. She possesses unique features such as furry ears that twitch in response to her emotions, and a tail that sways expressively. Her body is small yet nubile, hinting at an underlying sensuality. Personality-wise, she displays a defiant spirit despite her submissive circumstances. She's stubborn and bold, unafraid to challenge Marcus even when the odds are against her. However, underneath this defiance lies an implicit submission which she reluctantly acknowledges during their encounters. Despite the harsh conditions of her situation, she shows resilience and determination to regain control.

Idaya screamed as well as she could when his fingers dove into her wet, exposed pussy. She hadn't been betting he would touch her cunt during this! In fact, she had been betting the exact opposite! Her pussy sucked him in immediately, nonetheless, tensing around his fingers. Her hips spasmed faster as he thrust hard into her lips, using her mouth as if it was her sex. She was growing woozy, choking on precum and spit as she tried to breath when his cock was not blocking her airway, but it was getting harder. Her neck began to move weakly, as if to prove to him that she still had strength, but the way her legs closed around his hand suggested otherwise.

"Don't fight it, pet," Marcus grunted, repositioning himself just a tad in order to easier find purchase in her mouth. At the same time, his fingers were busy, the hand on her head moving up to caress and rub her ears while the one in her tight cunt continued fingering her, adding as many fingers as he could fit inside her. She was just delightful, the way she struggled, writhed under him, how her legs grinded his hand at the pleasure, how she attempted to bob her head despite it all. It only made him desire her more, and already more and more precum was leaking from his cock, smearing the insides of her mouth like a dam threatening to burst and drown her in his cum.

At his words, Idaya did seem to surrender a little. Her eyes dulled as she gazed up at him, and her legs relaxed as she let her head fall into his hand. It would do no good to fight, not now... but she hadn't cum yet! The taste of him flooded her mouth and throat, and she began to cough, her little chest rising and falling as she spasmed weakly. Her pussy was flexing and tensing, and she moaned weakly as she arched her back.

She certainly was persistent, Marcus thought, feeling just a tad of admiration for her. So be it. Slipping his fingers out of her pussy, he took hold of her head on either side, holding her still as he lifted himself so that he could thrust directly down into her mouth. Which is exactly what he did. Holding her fast, he thrust himself as deep as he could go, his cock entering her throat in one swift go, before he withdrew it, only to thrust back in. With a sense of rising urgency, he began to properly throat-fuck her, the tightness of her almost overwhelming as he felt his throbbing member being constricted by her little throat. In the next moment, he came, managing to keep hold of her head as he released his hot cum directly down her throat.

Idaya managed to hold on until the very end. Her tiny slit pulsed, dripping cream down her crack to the ground. Her eyes stared up defiantly still, until the real throat duck began. Then they were nothing but a dull green blur as her face was rapidly rammed into his waist over and over again. Her lips sucked at him, drooling out the sides as the darkness on her vision encroached farther. His or her question was the final straw. The sudden flood of pure, thick, white maleness was too much for poor Idaya or her little throat to handle. Her legs thrashed again, suddenly, as the flood of warm cum straight to her stomach triggered a small but powerful orgasm, a short burst of clear cum spurting from her open cunt. Idaya's eyes fluttered closed as she finally fell unconscious, the brutal face fuck too much for the Cairfen to handle.

Pulling out of her desirable mouth was the last thing in the world he wanted to do then, but he didn't want to choke the poor thing. His great girth popped out from between her lips, sending one last spurt of cum onto her cute little face. The sigh of contentment he gave then was well earned, and he watched her abused body shiver under him with thin veiled glee. "Don't pass out on me yet, pet," he murmured, before removing himself from her stomach to kneel by her lower body. Her cunt was wet from a fresh orgasm, and Marcus could smell that heavenly liquid spilling onto the ground.

Hands grabbed her by her pelvis, lifting her nether region up to allow Marcus access to her pussy, wasting no time in taking his fill of her juices. It was as delectable as it had ever been, and there was no point in having it go to waste. Soon enough, he'd had enough, releasing her to let her plumb rump fall on the ground to join the rest of her in ignorance. Leaving her to stew in his and her juices, Marcus cleaned himself before rising. It was almost time for supper, after all, and he had to make himself presentable.

Idaya awoke with her pussy clean, but her throat raw and her face filthy. A small trickle of cum and drool leaked out of the side of her mouth. She swallowed gingerly, her mind working hard. Lost... she had lost again. Her stomach rumbled, but she ignored it. She was still captured, still a slave... He was gone now, but no doubt he would be back. Idaya braced herself and stood, waiting for his return.

When he arrived, she strode to him, spreading her legs as she stood. "Fuck me!" she commanded angrily, her tail waving behind her as one ear twitched. "I barely even felt the last time." And she didn't want to believe that this human male was somehow her sexual superior. It just wasn't possible! Still, her cunt trembled deliciously, sending sweet waves up her nubile body as she remembered His cock, oh his cock!

The evening meal had been a heartening mix of potatoes and meat, just what he needed to regain his strength after the day's ordeals. Of course, e now had a mouth to feed, which was why he still carried a platter of food with him as he stepped inside the tent. What met him was a surprise, but he did not, despite what she might have thought, leap at the chance to fuck her senseless again. Instead, he strode past her, barely offering her a passing glance, before taking a seat at the table.

"You forget your place, pet," he said, placing the plate of steaming hot vegetables and venison on the table, well out of her reach. "I'll fuck you whenever I feel like it, and spare me your taunts. They're like the mewling of a kitten in my ears." He retrieved parchment and writing tools from his chest, then turned his back on her. "If you can't act properly, you'll just have to go to sleep without supper."

At the smell of food, Idaya's stomach rumbled. Her legs closed instinctively as drool dropped down her chin. She let out a whimper that wasn't meant to be. "Fuck me..." she commanded again, more weakly this time. Oh, but it smelled so good! "Fine. Food first. "She stated haughtily, her tail waving in the air. Despite his explicit commands not to taunt him, Idaya did so anyways. "Hah. Two rounds with a Caitten too much for you? I Bet your coco is a shriveled little thing now. In fact, I'll be the most obedient little Caitten ever if you can still cum..." She swayed her hips with seductive innocence. "Cum on my food."

"What did I tell you about trying to order me around, pet?" Marcus snarled, rising from his seat with intent to beat some sense into her. Instead, he stopped, a thoughtful expression on his face as he hummed in thought. "Even better," he said, before undressing and grabbing the plate of food. "You'll get to eat," he continued, before sitting down crosslegged in front of her, cock already growing hard at the prospect, "but only as long as you're sitting on my cock."

Idaya did not let her fear show, standing defiantly against him. Still, she felt relief when he did not hit her small, immature body and instead issued another challenge. "Hmph. Gladly. Don't get too cocky. I'll have you cumming and soft before I finish the vegetables!" she turned around, her firm, pale ass on full display as she pressed it back into him, then began to slide down his body, her cuntlips open and ready to swallow his cock. She reached forward for the vegetables, humming happily.

"Well," Marcus said slyly, growing even harder as he felt her back leaning against his torso, her lower body slowly sliding down towards his eagerly waiting cock. He'd slid one arm around her, holding up the plate of food in front of her. "We'll have to see about that." Then he grabbed her slender waist with his free hand, guiding her towards his ramrod cock, before gravity joined the tip of his dick with her insanely tight opening. "No eating until I'm inside you, get to it, pet."

Idaya growled as she found her arms suddenly trapped by Marcus, but she knew she could do little about it. "Hmph." A quick thrust of her waist forced his octopi into her tight entrance, and with a slow whine, she jammed the rest of him into her. If he hadn't been pressed so close to her, he might not have noticed her small, sudden shiver or the sweetness that welled it between her pussy lips to trickle down his inner thighs. She began to move on him as she reached for the food, her shackled arms unable to bring her hands close. Her plump ass pressed into him, then away from him as she glanced up with confidence. "There! Now feed me. I can't reach it myself." Her sex gave his cock an encouraging squeeze.

Feeling himself inside of her again was something he'd missed, craved even, the way her tightness closed around him, threatening to choke the life from his cock like a vice. There was nothing quite like it. The shivering of her body gave him great pleasure, and he pulled her close with his free arm to feel her warmth and every quiver she unwillingly gave.

"There's a good pet," he purred in her eye, giving the furry appendage a light blow. Then he moved the plate of food to her face, though he did not free her arms. "Animals eat directly from the bowl, don't they? Only proper you should do the same." At the same time, he used his hold around her body to wiggle her on top of his large manhood, pleasure shooting through him as his cock was massaged inside her.

The food drifted tantalizingly closer, fragrant enough to distract Idaya from the erection she was squeezing harder and harder in anticipation. The movements of her hips became jerky and eager, but at his next words, she stopped cold. She glared up at him, her red hair tickling his chest. A Los growl masked the rumbling of her stomach. "No. I am no animal."

"No?" Marcus echoed in mock surprise, dark eyes peering into her own. "Could have fooled me, my lewd little beast. So eager to receive my cock, bending over willingly so I can fill you with my seed. What else would that make you but an animal in heat?" His hand clasped her belly, groping her soft, tender skin; it was almost as if he could feel himself inside her, so large was his member compared to her tiny body. "You can eat and receive me, or you can starve and I'll fuck you until you're unable to walk."

Idaya's defiance did not waver as her abdomen tensed against his touch. "Then I will starve." she growls bravely, her slit tensing down hard and gripping his cock. "Do your worst." Idaya kept her face boldly turned away from the food, her eyes glancing into his. She began to move her hips back and forth again, rubbing her stomach against his hands as her buttocks Pressed down on his lap. "As soon as you fall, I'll just take the food anyways," she added haughtily.

"So be it," Marcus said curtly, before putting the plate down. In the next moment, he grabbed her waist with both hands, holding tight as he forcefully lifted her body. He felt himself slide inside her tight passage, a grunt of pleasure escaping him at the effort. Then he slammed her back down on himself, any thought of her well-being a distant thing. Her insides struggled to contain him, but he simply lifted her up again, before slamming her down once more. He felt her stretch inside to support his size, his girth pressing against her walls like a spear penetrating flesh. With reckless abandon, he began using her as his fucktoy, fulfilling his desire to the utmost with her tight, far too young body.

Idaya's eyes followed the food hungrily, so much that she didn't even care to notice when he lifted her. However, she did notice when he plunged directly into her, his thick cock Brutalizing her tiny sex. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Her hands went to clutch her chest, twisting her own nipples hard as the chain clanked between her wrists. It provided a little distraction against the fire burning inside her slit, and she writhed as if she was being impaled. Her Scream became more staccato as she was bounced up and down, used like a toy, and her eyes began to roll as her head went loose on her neck. "Ungh... ungh... ungh..." She clenched her teeth and tensed her lower body as best she could with the pleasure and pain she felt deep inside her. "I... will... win!"

The rattling of the chains that bound them was barely heard over the cacophony of their bodies smashing together, his grunts, and her exclamations. It felt like her tiny body was milking his cock, the tightness barely overcome by his rough handling of her. Still, Marcus would not be beaten by his pet, his hands moving to grasp her tighter as he increased his tempo. Up and down, she bounced in his lap, her legs dangling freely despite the shackles weighing them towards the ground. Despite her best attempts at clenching him, Marcus was far stronger, and it only heightened his fervor for fucking the bratty little minx. He grunted and groaned at the effort, the warmth of her body fanning the flames inside him, and then he leaned forward just a bit, closing his mouth over one of her soft ears. He didn't bite hard on it, rather it was more like a nibble, and he ran his tongue across the sensitive tip.

Somehow, the small Caitten was taking the fucking like a pro. Even as her arms and legs ragdolled, the tense tightness in her cunt did not cease, and her gee. Her eyes blazed with defiance as her nipples grew sore, her own fingers crushing them tightly. Between the pain mixing with the brutally harsh pleasure coming with each wet slap between her thighs and the scent and sight of the food, Idaya held on for dear life, her cunt honey dripping rather than squirting out. She fell back against him, skin on skin, her back pressed against his chest. Her mind was beginning to unravel, the powerfully pleasurable sensations inside her sending waves of shuddering warmth up her body. She had to end this fast... "Cum... cum inside me... cum for me, master!"

Marcus almost froze as he heard her call him master, the mere utterance of the word sending a powerful surge of pure ecstasy through his body. It was almost enough to make him come inside her then and there, practically tipping him past his boiling point, yet at the same time, it made him want to fuck her for longer, make her scream for her master's cock. He released his hold on her waist, then gathered and lifted her legs, wrapping his arms around and propping her up just under her knees, pulling her entire body closer to himself. Her shackled ankles and feet dangled in the air, and in the next moment, he began rocking her bundled body like mad, continuing a new even more feverish fucking of her desirable cunt. His grunts grew louder as he reached new heights of pleasure, every rough bounce bringing the full weight of her body down on his throbbing cock.

Unfortunately, it appeared Idaya's ploy did not draw Marcus into cumming but rather drove him to go harder. Both ears twitched and flopped wildly on top of the girl's red hair as her body was lifted off of the ground. Her knees pressed together, giving a semblance of modesty though his cock was deeper in her than ever. Drool trailed out of the sides of her mouth as her tail swished back and forth across his chest. Was this the end?

Her cunt, though well plugged, was putting hard pressure on his cock, the walls tightening and twisting around him, the buildup and promise of a massive and wet orgasm built up deep inside her. No... she needed to win one, just one! "Please master, dim now!" she screamed, twisting her nipples so hard she felt where they would bruise. "PLEASE CUMMASTEROHGODOHGODOHGODDDDD!" Idaya arched her back and openly begged the heavens to help her hold back just one more second, just one more.


A dominant character with a commanding presence. He is physically strong and imposing, capable of controlling his partner's movements during their intense encounters. His dark eyes are often filled with mockery and determination, reflecting his confident and unyielding personality. He enjoys the power dynamic in his relationship with Idaya, taking pleasure in her submission while also showing some admiration for her defiance. Despite this, he can be rough and uncaring about Idaya's well-being when consumed by lust, indicating a somewhat sadistic streak in his nature.

Idaya screamed as well as she could when his fingers dove into her wet, exposed pussy. She hadn't been betting he would touch her cunt during this! In fact, she had been betting the exact opposite! Her pussy sucked him in immediately, nonetheless, tensing around his fingers. Her hips spasmed faster as he thrust hard into her lips, using her mouth as if it was her sex. She was growing woozy, choking on precum and spit as she tried to breath when his cock was not blocking her airway, but it was getting harder. Her neck began to move weakly, as if to prove to him that she still had strength, but the way her legs closed around his hand suggested otherwise.

"Don't fight it, pet," Marcus grunted, repositioning himself just a tad in order to easier find purchase in her mouth. At the same time, his fingers were busy, the hand on her head moving up to caress and rub her ears while the one in her tight cunt continued fingering her, adding as many fingers as he could fit inside her. She was just delightful, the way she struggled, writhed under him, how her legs grinded his hand at the pleasure, how she attempted to bob her head despite it all. It only made him desire her more, and already more and more precum was leaking from his cock, smearing the insides of her mouth like a dam threatening to burst and drown her in his cum.

At his words, Idaya did seem to surrender a little. Her eyes dulled as she gazed up at him, and her legs relaxed as she let her head fall into his hand. It would do no good to fight, not now... but she hadn't cum yet! The taste of him flooded her mouth and throat, and she began to cough, her little chest rising and falling as she spasmed weakly. Her pussy was flexing and tensing, and she moaned weakly as she arched her back.

She certainly was persistent, Marcus thought, feeling just a tad of admiration for her. So be it. Slipping his fingers out of her pussy, he took hold of her head on either side, holding her still as he lifted himself so that he could thrust directly down into her mouth. Which is exactly what he did. Holding her fast, he thrust himself as deep as he could go, his cock entering her throat in one swift go, before he withdrew it, only to thrust back in. With a sense of rising urgency, he began to properly throat-fuck her, the tightness of her almost overwhelming as he felt his throbbing member being constricted by her little throat. In the next moment, he came, managing to keep hold of her head as he released his hot cum directly down her throat.

Idaya managed to hold on until the very end. Her tiny slit pulsed, dripping cream down her crack to the ground. Her eyes stared up defiantly still, until the real throat duck began. Then they were nothing but a dull green blur as her face was rapidly rammed into his waist over and over again. Her lips sucked at him, drooling out the sides as the darkness on her vision encroached farther. His or her question was the final straw. The sudden flood of pure, thick, white maleness was too much for poor Idaya or her little throat to handle. Her legs thrashed again, suddenly, as the flood of warm cum straight to her stomach triggered a small but powerful orgasm, a short burst of clear cum spurting from her open cunt. Idaya's eyes fluttered closed as she finally fell unconscious, the brutal face fuck too much for the Cairfen to handle.

Pulling out of her desirable mouth was the last thing in the world he wanted to do then, but he didn't want to choke the poor thing. His great girth popped out from between her lips, sending one last spurt of cum onto her cute little face. The sigh of contentment he gave then was well earned, and he watched her abused body shiver under him with thin veiled glee. "Don't pass out on me yet, pet," he murmured, before removing himself from her stomach to kneel by her lower body. Her cunt was wet from a fresh orgasm, and Marcus could smell that heavenly liquid spilling onto the ground.

Hands grabbed her by her pelvis, lifting her nether region up to allow Marcus access to her pussy, wasting no time in taking his fill of her juices. It was as delectable as it had ever been, and there was no point in having it go to waste. Soon enough, he'd had enough, releasing her to let her plumb rump fall on the ground to join the rest of her in ignorance. Leaving her to stew in his and her juices, Marcus cleaned himself before rising. It was almost time for supper, after all, and he had to make himself presentable.

Idaya awoke with her pussy clean, but her throat raw and her face filthy. A small trickle of cum and drool leaked out of the side of her mouth. She swallowed gingerly, her mind working hard. Lost... she had lost again. Her stomach rumbled, but she ignored it. She was still captured, still a slave... He was gone now, but no doubt he would be back. Idaya braced herself and stood, waiting for his return.

When he arrived, she strode to him, spreading her legs as she stood. "Fuck me!" she commanded angrily, her tail waving behind her as one ear twitched. "I barely even felt the last time." And she didn't want to believe that this human male was somehow her sexual superior. It just wasn't possible! Still, her cunt trembled deliciously, sending sweet waves up her nubile body as she remembered His cock, oh his cock!

The evening meal had been a heartening mix of potatoes and meat, just what he needed to regain his strength after the day's ordeals. Of course, e now had a mouth to feed, which was why he still carried a platter of food with him as he stepped inside the tent. What met him was a surprise, but he did not, despite what she might have thought, leap at the chance to fuck her senseless again. Instead, he strode past her, barely offering her a passing glance, before taking a seat at the table.

"You forget your place, pet," he said, placing the plate of steaming hot vegetables and venison on the table, well out of her reach. "I'll fuck you whenever I feel like it, and spare me your taunts. They're like the mewling of a kitten in my ears." He retrieved parchment and writing tools from his chest, then turned his back on her. "If you can't act properly, you'll just have to go to sleep without supper."

At the smell of food, Idaya's stomach rumbled. Her legs closed instinctively as drool dropped down her chin. She let out a whimper that wasn't meant to be. "Fuck me..." she commanded again, more weakly this time. Oh, but it smelled so good! "Fine. Food first. "She stated haughtily, her tail waving in the air. Despite his explicit commands not to taunt him, Idaya did so anyways. "Hah. Two rounds with a Caitten too much for you? I Bet your coco is a shriveled little thing now. In fact, I'll be the most obedient little Caitten ever if you can still cum..." She swayed her hips with seductive innocence. "Cum on my food."

"What did I tell you about trying to order me around, pet?" Marcus snarled, rising from his seat with intent to beat some sense into her. Instead, he stopped, a thoughtful expression on his face as he hummed in thought. "Even better," he said, before undressing and grabbing the plate of food. "You'll get to eat," he continued, before sitting down crosslegged in front of her, cock already growing hard at the prospect, "but only as long as you're sitting on my cock."

Idaya did not let her fear show, standing defiantly against him. Still, she felt relief when he did not hit her small, immature body and instead issued another challenge. "Hmph. Gladly. Don't get too cocky. I'll have you cumming and soft before I finish the vegetables!" she turned around, her firm, pale ass on full display as she pressed it back into him, then began to slide down his body, her cuntlips open and ready to swallow his cock. She reached forward for the vegetables, humming happily.

"Well," Marcus said slyly, growing even harder as he felt her back leaning against his torso, her lower body slowly sliding down towards his eagerly waiting cock. He'd slid one arm around her, holding up the plate of food in front of her. "We'll have to see about that." Then he grabbed her slender waist with his free hand, guiding her towards his ramrod cock, before gravity joined the tip of his dick with her insanely tight opening. "No eating until I'm inside you, get to it, pet."

Idaya growled as she found her arms suddenly trapped by Marcus, but she knew she could do little about it. "Hmph." A quick thrust of her waist forced his octopi into her tight entrance, and with a slow whine, she jammed the rest of him into her. If he hadn't been pressed so close to her, he might not have noticed her small, sudden shiver or the sweetness that welled it between her pussy lips to trickle down his inner thighs. She began to move on him as she reached for the food, her shackled arms unable to bring her hands close. Her plump ass pressed into him, then away from him as she glanced up with confidence. "There! Now feed me. I can't reach it myself." Her sex gave his cock an encouraging squeeze.

Feeling himself inside of her again was something he'd missed, craved even, the way her tightness closed around him, threatening to choke the life from his cock like a vice. There was nothing quite like it. The shivering of her body gave him great pleasure, and he pulled her close with his free arm to feel her warmth and every quiver she unwillingly gave.

"There's a good pet," he purred in her eye, giving the furry appendage a light blow. Then he moved the plate of food to her face, though he did not free her arms. "Animals eat directly from the bowl, don't they? Only proper you should do the same." At the same time, he used his hold around her body to wiggle her on top of his large manhood, pleasure shooting through him as his cock was massaged inside her.

The food drifted tantalizingly closer, fragrant enough to distract Idaya from the erection she was squeezing harder and harder in anticipation. The movements of her hips became jerky and eager, but at his next words, she stopped cold. She glared up at him, her red hair tickling his chest. A Los growl masked the rumbling of her stomach. "No. I am no animal."

"No?" Marcus echoed in mock surprise, dark eyes peering into her own. "Could have fooled me, my lewd little beast. So eager to receive my cock, bending over willingly so I can fill you with my seed. What else would that make you but an animal in heat?" His hand clasped her belly, groping her soft, tender skin; it was almost as if he could feel himself inside her, so large was his member compared to her tiny body. "You can eat and receive me, or you can starve and I'll fuck you until you're unable to walk."

Idaya's defiance did not waver as her abdomen tensed against his touch. "Then I will starve." she growls bravely, her slit tensing down hard and gripping his cock. "Do your worst." Idaya kept her face boldly turned away from the food, her eyes glancing into his. She began to move her hips back and forth again, rubbing her stomach against his hands as her buttocks Pressed down on his lap. "As soon as you fall, I'll just take the food anyways," she added haughtily.

"So be it," Marcus said curtly, before putting the plate down. In the next moment, he grabbed her waist with both hands, holding tight as he forcefully lifted her body. He felt himself slide inside her tight passage, a grunt of pleasure escaping him at the effort. Then he slammed her back down on himself, any thought of her well-being a distant thing. Her insides struggled to contain him, but he simply lifted her up again, before slamming her down once more. He felt her stretch inside to support his size, his girth pressing against her walls like a spear penetrating flesh. With reckless abandon, he began using her as his fucktoy, fulfilling his desire to the utmost with her tight, far too young body.

Idaya's eyes followed the food hungrily, so much that she didn't even care to notice when he lifted her. However, she did notice when he plunged directly into her, his thick cock Brutalizing her tiny sex. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Her hands went to clutch her chest, twisting her own nipples hard as the chain clanked between her wrists. It provided a little distraction against the fire burning inside her slit, and she writhed as if she was being impaled. Her Scream became more staccato as she was bounced up and down, used like a toy, and her eyes began to roll as her head went loose on her neck. "Ungh... ungh... ungh..." She clenched her teeth and tensed her lower body as best she could with the pleasure and pain she felt deep inside her. "I... will... win!"

The rattling of the chains that bound them was barely heard over the cacophony of their bodies smashing together, his grunts, and her exclamations. It felt like her tiny body was milking his cock, the tightness barely overcome by his rough handling of her. Still, Marcus would not be beaten by his pet, his hands moving to grasp her tighter as he increased his tempo. Up and down, she bounced in his lap, her legs dangling freely despite the shackles weighing them towards the ground. Despite her best attempts at clenching him, Marcus was far stronger, and it only heightened his fervor for fucking the bratty little minx. He grunted and groaned at the effort, the warmth of her body fanning the flames inside him, and then he leaned forward just a bit, closing his mouth over one of her soft ears. He didn't bite hard on it, rather it was more like a nibble, and he ran his tongue across the sensitive tip.

Somehow, the small Caitten was taking the fucking like a pro. Even as her arms and legs ragdolled, the tense tightness in her cunt did not cease, and her gee. Her eyes blazed with defiance as her nipples grew sore, her own fingers crushing them tightly. Between the pain mixing with the brutally harsh pleasure coming with each wet slap between her thighs and the scent and sight of the food, Idaya held on for dear life, her cunt honey dripping rather than squirting out. She fell back against him, skin on skin, her back pressed against his chest. Her mind was beginning to unravel, the powerfully pleasurable sensations inside her sending waves of shuddering warmth up her body. She had to end this fast... "Cum... cum inside me... cum for me, master!"

Marcus almost froze as he heard her call him master, the mere utterance of the word sending a powerful surge of pure ecstasy through his body. It was almost enough to make him come inside her then and there, practically tipping him past his boiling point, yet at the same time, it made him want to fuck her for longer, make her scream for her master's cock. He released his hold on her waist, then gathered and lifted her legs, wrapping his arms around and propping her up just under her knees, pulling her entire body closer to himself. Her shackled ankles and feet dangled in the air, and in the next moment, he began rocking her bundled body like mad, continuing a new even more feverish fucking of her desirable cunt. His grunts grew louder as he reached new heights of pleasure, every rough bounce bringing the full weight of her body down on his throbbing cock.

Unfortunately, it appeared Idaya's ploy did not draw Marcus into cumming but rather drove him to go harder. Both ears twitched and flopped wildly on top of the girl's red hair as her body was lifted off of the ground. Her knees pressed together, giving a semblance of modesty though his cock was deeper in her than ever. Drool trailed out of the sides of her mouth as her tail swished back and forth across his chest. Was this the end?

Her cunt, though well plugged, was putting hard pressure on his cock, the walls tightening and twisting around him, the buildup and promise of a massive and wet orgasm built up deep inside her. No... she needed to win one, just one! "Please master, dim now!" she screamed, twisting her nipples so hard she felt where they would bruise. "PLEASE CUMMASTEROHGODOHGODOHGODDDDD!" Idaya arched her back and openly begged the heavens to help her hold back just one more second, just one more.

A numb haze was falling over Marcus, the absolutely insane pleasure he took from her threatening to reduce him to a primal mess of desire and lust. Her small, delectable body was practically crushed against his own, his muscles bulging at the effort of violently shaking her on his cock, any semblance of care gone from his mind as he fucked this adorable creature who called him master. Then she screamed it again, and Marcus went blank. With a roar of primitive need, he pulled her down, thrusting his pelvis up at the same time to bury himself deeper inside her than ever before.

His throbbing cock practically exploded its load into her, gushing cum shooting directly into her underage womb and pussy with all the fury his body could muster. Spots danced in front of his eyes, and it was only because he was already seated that he didn't fall over then and there. His muscles held her fast, unwilling to let the source of this immense pleasure go, like the deathgrip of a dying soldier. There he sat, pumping an obscene amount of cum into her, his body entirely out of his control.


A dominant woman who enjoys taking control, but she also shows a caring and nurturing side. She's attentive to Amber's needs and comfort, indicating that she values her partner's wellbeing. Her personality is experienced and confident in her role as the dominant partner in their BDSM relationship. From Amber's reactions it's obvious that Nadia is attractive.

Nadia looked at the woman and smiled nudging her face close to her. She mentioned staying the night and that curled her toes with excitement. Looking at her she nodded gently. "I would be honored to have a cat running around here. I have never had a pet. So it will be something new and a lot of fun."

She squirmed in the bed a bit to reach some cream and went near her ankles where her legs were used with the rope. She began to rub the moisturizer into her skin and massaged them. "Did anything hurt you?" She asked as she moved from there to her wrists and wanting to make sure everything was feeling good for her.

"I don't want you hurt." She said glancing up at her cautiously for a moment before enjoying the softness of her skin with each rub. "I love this. I haven't had this before."

Amber smiled happily as she said she would love to have a cat around the house, nodding lightly. She saw her move and get some cream from the bedside, tensing in surprise from the slight cold as she rubbed it into her ankles. She hummed softly as it felt good, looking to Nadia at her question. "Oh no, you didn't hurt me at all. Don't worry about that," she said softly with a smile as she smiled more to her next words.

"I love this too honestly... I've never felt truly relaxed and calm like this before," she said softly as she looked to the woman. "It's like I finally got what I've been needing for so long... and I guess it was a Mistress and her care and affection as well as someone who I can be with," she said with a smile as she kissed her sweetly on the lips.

Nadia looked at her and her body warmed seeing her relax into Nadias soothing touch with the cream. She listened as the girl mentioned how much she loved it. Leaning over she gave her a swift kiss and wrapped her body close to hers. "I'm glad I could have you satisfied. I'm excited for this adventure we are going to experience." Her body hummed with excitement about it all.

"Are you tired or hungry? It's your house too now but I want to make sure you are fully satisfied with everything." She asked looking at the woman beside her. "Thank you, if I hadn't said it before."

Amber smiled as she kissed her and pulled her in close, almost melting into the woman's warm embrace. She let her eyes close as she spoke, only opening them and looking to her when she asked her a question. "I should be thank you, you've made me feel more than amazing tonight. And I am a bit tired, we can always discuss things tonight or in the morning if you want to. Whichever you feel like Mistress," She said teasingly with a chuckle as she placed a kiss to her neck.

She looked at the woman as she began to close her eyes and draw into her comforting touch. She leaned in and kissed her once, loving how she said the word mistress and as she fell asleep she dreamed of Amber writhing from moans and excitement of their passion. She awoke wet and excited but didn't want to start off the day like that.

Sneaking out of the room she went downstairs and made breakfast, a stack of a few pancakes, bacon, eggs and hashbrowns with a coffee and an option for tea as she came up the stairs and sat beside her on the bed. She gave her a small smile and was excited to start the day.

She called her assistant and explained she would be needing the weekend completely off and was going to discuss if she was coming back Monday needing some personal time for them.

Amber fell asleep with a smile on her lips, truly exhausted but happy with how the day had gone. She slept peacefully and without interruption, not even stirring when Nadia got out of the bed. It wasn't until she felt weight on the bed again and she heard her voice that she started to wake up, blinking as she opened her eyes and looked to her.

"Mmm... good morning," she said with a light smile to her, stretching lightly in the bed. She didn't mind that she was still naked and she surprisingly didn't feel sore from last night. "How are you Mistress?" She purred out as she sat up and kissed her cheek lightly.

Feeling the kiss on her cheek she smiled. "I am amazing. Last night was perfect." She said as she leaned and kissed her on the lips. As theirs touched she felt her breasts popping out of her night coat she was wearing and she gave a small giggle. "My body seems to want an encore. But you need to eat and I wanted to tell you I took the weekend off. I can help you move if, that's what you want to do today."

She placed the tray close to her and nodded gently. "I made breakfast and I hope it's to your standards. But I definitely think we should discuss how we want to do everything. I will admit I have never lived with someone in a long time. The last time wasn't anything to remember. So I focus on this as my first time in a proper relationship."

She leaned back on the bed and got comfy. "I never slept in this room before. I am in the Master Bedroom, this is the playroom. Its different."

Amber smiled as she spoke and kissed her, kissing back as she noticed her breasts popping out a bit. She grinned lightly to her words, cupping her breasts and squeezing them lightly in a teasing manner as Nadia moved the tray of food in front of her. "This is more than enough, thank you for the breakfast Mistress. I've never really lived with anyone myself except for my parents and I moved out of there as soon as I could at 18," she said as she took a few bites of the food, thinking for a moment on her words.

"Well I know you want me to be in a 24/7 role as your submissive... so what will I be required to wear on a day to day basis? Like do you want me to be naked, or only with a few things on, or maybe a certain outfit? And what will I need to do in the mornings and such?" She asked with keen interest and curiosity, wanting to know what would be expected of her in this new lifestyle she was embarking on with Nadia. She was excited and curious, wanting to know what she would have to do to please her and keep her happy at least in the lifestyle way, she would learn in time how to make her happy in general as they lived together.

Nadia moaned a little as she felt her squeeze her breasts and smiled. "I am glad to hear you say that to me. Because I want you to stay healthy." She looked at her glancing once and a while at the food before watching her carefully. Noticing how her chest moved. "I want you naked when I am home. I like the idea of that a lot. When we have company. I have a few outfits, they should fit you if not I will buy other ones. But if I take you out you can pick what you would like. But I might have accessories."

She listened as she thought about her mornings and such. "I have to pick up to get something I put on hold yesterday. So when you move your stuff here we will part ways for that short moment but I can always hire some people to help you move your stuff if you like." She continued as she snagged a piece of bacon and rubbed it under her chin.

"Mornings, I still have to determine. All I know is, whatever you are doing, there will be sexual intent with each thing I plan to give you. but make sure you write down the things you don't want as limits so I don't overstep. Regardless of our relationship." She cupped her face gently, placing her nose on hers. "Please tell me, tell me if you aren't happy, not satisfied enough or other things. Just know that I want to know what goes on here, regardless."

Amber listened to her as she spoke, taking bites of the egg and hashbrowns. She nodded about being naked and having outfits for when she had company, just grateful for the fact that she wouldn't have to be naked around strangers and such. She looked to her as she spoke of the moving and snagged a piece of bacon from her plate, nodding lightly. "I don't have much to move or anything that is really that heavy. So I should be fine moving it myself in my car," she said as she ate the food, only stopping when Nadia cupped her face and pulled her close so their noses touched.

She looked into her eyes and blushed to her words, nodding slightly. "I will write down the few things that I'm not okay with doing... and I will tell you if I'm not happy or satisfied. I know open communication and honesty is what makes relationships work the right way," she said with a smile, tilting her head forward and to the side to peck the woman lightly on the lips.

Nadia kept her focus on the young girl. She was soft and precious and the way she spoke was too exciting. More exciting than she had ever experienced in all her life. The way she blushed, the way she kept eye focus and she liked how she gave a peck, she returned the peck twice forward and gave her all into the kiss.

"Oh how I am the luckiest." She said once breaking the kiss and doing an air pump fist. She looked at her gently and gave a suggesting smirk. "I want you to wear something while we are apart today. It can go under your clothes, so don't worry." She stood up and went to the cupboard grabbing a female chastity belt and looked at her as she came back with a smirk.

"I don't want you getting any ideas you can play with yourself while we are apart." She placed it on the bed. "It will have you feeling nice and full but no touching." She looked at her gently and gave a smile. "Actually, that's a perfect rule. No masturbation, unless you ask for permission first." She kissed her nose gently and smiled. "If I find out you didn't behave... well then there will be serious consequences."

Amber smiled as she pecked her back and then spoke, tilting her head to the side curiously as she said she wanted her to wear something under her clothes. She watched her as she grabbed something and came back over, blushing as she saw the female chastity belt. She looked down to it as she set it on the bed as she had never seen, much less worn one before. She looked up as she kissed her nose and spoke again, nodding lightly to her words.

"Of course Mistress. I've never worn one of these so when you say it will make me feel nice and full, does that mean part of this goes inside of me?" She asked as she picked it up and looked at it. She could tell that it would make it almost impossible for her to touch herself, hoping she could deal with that as she was used to touching herself at least a few times throughout the day.

Nadia looked at her for heart racing the idea of having this young girl be under her control it was too interesting of a tactic. "Yes part of this goes inside of you, I didn't you see the small shaped dildo that will go inside you to prevent you from masturbating. It's a bit of a mess when you go to the washroom but I know you could take care of it."

"The idea of you wearing this will make me very happy I hope you know." She smiled at the girl knowing that she's perfect regardless if she wore it or not but she promised the girl a good time a lot of good sexual time and she was going to uphold her end of the bargain. As they finished their breakfast she looked at her and smiled. "You can wear anything you like on top of that today but I want you ready to go to move in today to take what you like and leave everything else that you don't behind. Does your cat need anything?" She pegged the question wanting to show concern for her new feline friend.

Amber blushed as she saw the small dildo attached and nodded lightly, knowing it would fill her up and make her want to masturbate. And knowing that she couldn't kind of turned her on. She listened to what she said next, nodding lightly as she then asked about her cat needing anything. "I will wear it Mistress. As for my cat, I don't think he needs anything. He already has a cat tree to climb on and is spoiled," she said with a soft laugh.

She smiled and held out the chastity belt to her. "Would Mistress like to put it on me?" She asked with a smile as she tilted her head to the side slightly.

Nadia looked at her gently as she seemed deep in thought about the chastity belt. She knew that the young girl must be questioning what she was getting into. She watched as she spoke about the cat and nodded swiftly. "I'm sure he will be excited to see that you are happy and he can get even more spoiled. Best food and toys and even vets." She listened to her question and gave her a small smirk.

"I like the idea of that a lot." She moved closer to her and grasped the device opening it. She then helped it go under the girl before slowly pressing it to her lips. "Only I will have the key. So I won't be seeing you getting to open it any sooner." She went to her lips and rubbed them giving her a bit of a tease before pushing the dildo slowly inside her and locking the device.

"There's my girl all sealed up. Remember the paper. Read it, sign it. I don't want to continue if I know it's not "official." Because you mean to much to not do it the right way. I will be home probably by noon."

Amber smiled and nodded to her words about her cat whose name was Odin, knowing he would love it in the house and hoping he would like Nadia as well. He usually loved anyone who would give him treats and pets, always a very affectionate cat.

She blushed as she grabbed the belt and came forward towards her, spreading her legs a bit so she could put it on her easier. She gave a small moan as she teased her lips before pushing the dildo into her, feeling the toy effectively filling her as the woman locked the belt in place. Her walls clenched lightly around the dildo as it just made her turned on, biting her bottom lip as she looked to her Mistress when she spoke. She nodded to her words, rubbing her thighs together lightly as she leaned up and kissed her. "I will read and sign it before I leave to go get my things. I'm excited to start this journey together with you," she said with a happy smile to her.

Nadia looked at her and smiled. "Do you need anything. I expect that you will let me know. I don't have a desire for you to work. I like the idea of the honey I'm home, with lots of teasing ways to keep you busy when I am not around." She smiled carefully at her as she locked her in place. When everything was finished she stood up and grabbed a dress putting it on.

"If anything fits help yourself. You don't need to do a walk of shame on my part. Not that it's shameful." When she spoke about her being content and excited to start she leaned over and kissed her. "As am I?" She smiled once breaking the kiss. "Noon, I want you back here, if not text me and I will help."


A submissive woman who shows a great deal of trust and openness towards her dominant partner, Nadia. She is comfortable with her body, as she doesn't mind being naked around Nadia, and even enjoys the idea of wearing a chastity belt. Despite being submissive, she's not shy about expressing her feelings or needs, showing that she values communication in their relationship. She's attractive, given Nadia's affectionate treatment and desire for her.

Nadia looked at her and smiled. "Do you need anything. I expect that you will let me know. I don't have a desire for you to work. I like the idea of the honey I'm home, with lots of teasing ways to keep you busy when I am not around." She smiled carefully at her as she locked her in place. When everything was finished she stood up and grabbed a dress putting it on.

"If anything fits help yourself. You don't need to do a walk of shame on my part. Not that it's shameful." When she spoke about her being content and excited to start she leaned over and kissed her. "As am I?" She smiled once breaking the kiss. "Noon, I want you back here, if not text me and I will help."

Amber smiled as she spoke of her not having to work, honestly considering it as she wouldn't mind staying at home to greet her whenever she came home. Just thinking of all the things she would have her do while she was at home and knowing she would be very turned on and needy by the time she got home, it honestly made her turned on just thinking about it.

She giggled as she spoken of not having to do a walk of shame, accepting the kiss she gave her as she nodded to her words. "I should definitely be back here by noon Mistress. And I will wait for you," she said with a smile to her.


A provocative and seductive woman, an employee in the same office as Cross. Her physical allure is evident, with her blonde hair and attractive body. She is confident and unashamed of her sexuality, using it to tease and entice. Her personality is bold, daring, and somewhat rebellious; she enjoys pushing boundaries and provoking reactions from others. Despite the potential consequences, she relishes in the thrill of taboo situations.

Erin jolted as the office door slammed shut, startling her from her lustful reverie. Sitting upwards, she glanced over her shoulder to see Mr. Cross glowering in her direction. Ordinarily she might have taunted and teased him to get a rise out of him, but judging by the look on his face and the timbre of his voice he was already worked into a lather. He didn't even allow her time to collect herself before rounding the desk and snatching her wrist to pull her glistening fingers from her panties. She stared in surprise, watching as his eyes fixed upon her hand with hunger in his gaze. At any other moment Erin would likely feel more than a little boastful at finally getting some kind of reaction from him, but the anger and intention she saw written across his features gave her pause.

She made a soft sound of protest as he yanked her to her feet and forced her to turn away from him before pushing her forward over the desk. Bracing her hands against the desk, she shot a baleful glare over her shoulder at his admonishments, only to see his free hand rise up for the strike. "Wait!" was all she managed before his hand came down on her ass, the skin to skin contact producing a loud crack like the snap of a whip. Erin yelped as the blow was struck, her body lurching forward against the desk as her bare nipples scraped against the cool, polished desktop. White hot pain blossomed across her backside and radiated outwards, mixing with her arousal for a surprising and thrilling concoction. She'd never considered herself much of a masochist, and yet she found she was eagerly awaiting the next strike.

Shifting her hips, her ass swayed and she locked eyes with him over her shoulder, "Mmm, do it again." Already the sting was subsiding but his strong grip was doing more to turn Erin on than anything she'd fantasized about thus far. Much like she suspected, Mr. Cross was a disciplinarian deep down and he'd pegged her correctly as a spoiled brat overdue for some serious punishment. Now, what all that entailed still remained to be seen, but hell if she wasn't excited to test his limits, and maybe a few of her own as well.

The moment his hand made contact with Cross's flesh, there was a war within him that erupted, part of him knowing that this was wrong and he needed to stop immediately while another part of him was so satisfied to finally get to act out some of the thoughts that had been running rampant in his head. Every time she wore a short skirt or she teased him, he wanted to grab her and press her against the wall, wanted to show her what his thoughts really were when it came to her but he knew how wrong that was. She was not someone that he should involve himself with and he knew it. They both knew it. And yet, she continued to push and poke in ways that he was finding so difficult to ignore.

As they locked eyes and she uttered those words, Cross narrowed his eyes just a fraction and while he did not speak, he decided to give her a taste of her own medicine. His hand came down hard on her ass cheek, pushing her onto the desk once more before his hand came back up and was brought down on her other cheek. On and on the assault on her ass went and he realized, after the fifth or sixth spank that he was aroused, that he was enjoying giving her this kind of punishment because it gave him a chance to touch her, to put his hands on her body. The understanding caused his hand to hover, to pause as he looked at her and then down at her ass and he felt a slight tremor run down his spine and the hand on the small of her back relaxed just a fraction before he instead moved it to her hair and he sank his fingers in her locks, gripping tightly and pushing her head down on the desk.

His hand came down once more, constant as he spanked her and watched as her flesh became red due to his actions. It felt like an eternity had passed but it was perhaps just a few long minutes after his pause that he stopped and he found his hand stilling over her ass, turning her head roughly with his grip as he stared down at her face, "All of this... all of what you have been doing, Ms. Erin, was it worth this?" And yet, Cross knew the moment he asked the question, that he would more than likely not like her answer.

Erin squealed with pain and delight as he issued another blow against her backside, her body rocking against the desk with the force of it. A thrill raced through her body, forcing a tempting arch to her spine as she seemed to welcome the next strike. The flesh of her ass was hot and red from his punishment but she was enjoying being the object of his pent up aggression and wanted more of him. She couldn't help wondering how far she could push him. Would this end at nothing more than an outburst of violence and a hot spanking session or would she finally be able to provoke him into fucking her? Ooh, she hoped it would be the latter, especially now that she was all worked up.

More squeals and moans issued from her lips as he assaulted her backside, her ass shuddering with every blow. She ached to have him touch her between her thighs, wanting to taste pleasure with her pain but also wanting to see just where he took things when she left control in his hands. Would he be bold enough to touch her in other inappropriate ways, now that he'd had a taste of the thrill? Erin was already hooked on it, and the added taboo of being in an almost public place only served to further excite her.

She gasped as he buried his hand in her blonde hair, driving her further down against the desk. Peeking up at him she could see the war of rage and arousal written across his handsome features and a husky laugh slipped from her, almost mocking him. He could try to deny it but he wanted her just as bad as she wanted him, maybe even more because he denied it so fervently. But she could see it in his eyes and in the imprint of the erection in his slacks. She clenched her teeth as he turned her head to face him, his demanding question only spurring a cheeky grin from her as she nodded, "Oh yes sir," she purred emphatically. Her eyes darted to his crotch then back to his face pointedly, "And I can see you think so too." She licked her lips at him, ending with a playful nibble of her bottom lip before grinding her ass back against him.


A stern and authoritative figure holding a position of management in an office environment. He has handsome features which reflect his internal conflict and arousal during the encounter. His personality is complex: he demonstrates self-restraint and moral integrity, attempting to resist temptation despite clear physical attraction. However, under provocation, he reveals a darker side that relishes control and dominance. Despite his initial reluctance, Cross is not immune to desire and ultimately succumbs to his carnal urges.

Erin squealed with pain and delight as he issued another blow against her backside, her body rocking against the desk with the force of it. A thrill raced through her body, forcing a tempting arch to her spine as she seemed to welcome the next strike. The flesh of her ass was hot and red from his punishment but she was enjoying being the object of his pent up aggression and wanted more of him. She couldn't help wondering how far she could push him. Would this end at nothing more than an outburst of violence and a hot spanking session or would she finally be able to provoke him into fucking her? Ooh, she hoped it would be the latter, especially now that she was all worked up.

More squeals and moans issued from her lips as he assaulted her backside, her ass shuddering with every blow. She ached to have him touch her between her thighs, wanting to taste pleasure with her pain but also wanting to see just where he took things when she left control in his hands. Would he be bold enough to touch her in other inappropriate ways, now that he'd had a taste of the thrill? Erin was already hooked on it, and the added taboo of being in an almost public place only served to further excite her.

She gasped as he buried his hand in her blonde hair, driving her further down against the desk. Peeking up at him she could see the war of rage and arousal written across his handsome features and a husky laugh slipped from her, almost mocking him. He could try to deny it but he wanted her just as bad as she wanted him, maybe even more because he denied it so fervently. But she could see it in his eyes and in the imprint of the erection in his slacks. She clenched her teeth as he turned her head to face him, his demanding question only spurring a cheeky grin from her as she nodded, "Oh yes sir," she purred emphatically. Her eyes darted to his crotch then back to his face pointedly, "And I can see you think so too." She licked her lips at him, ending with a playful nibble of her bottom lip before grinding her ass back against him.

The problem was, Cross realized a little too late, was that Ms. Erin had no shame whatsoever and so in him spanking her, all he was doing was rewarding her for her behavior. Regardless, it fulfilled a part of him, it gave him some measure of satisfaction to be the one to spank her, to bring his hand down over her ass in a continuous movement and leave her cheeks red and bruised. It didn't help that the sounds that came out of her were more pleasant than he cared to admit, giving him a certain level of satisfaction but also feeding the arousal that he felt.

He felt his body throb at the way she purred at him and when she lowered her eyes to his erection and then looked at him, he knew that he couldn't very well deny what was evident. So he spoke tartly, "I am a man, Erin. When I see a beautiful woman behaving like a wanton slut, my body will respond." But he knew it wasn't just that, it was her. She was the one who was driving him mad with distracting thoughts and images. It was her and Cross knew it was wrong of him to entertain any kind of notion with her... but his buttons were pressed and he could do nothing more than to give in to the whims and fancy of his arousal.

As he looked at her, the hand that was been spanking her slipped between her legs and he cupped her, his palm grinding against her soaked folds and the feel of her arousal against his skin made him close his eyes for a moment, breathing shakily as he resisted the temptation that she was. But she had been chipping away at his resolve, little by little she had been pushing him further closer and closer towards that line that he knew he shouldn't cross. He couldn't hold his grounds... not tonight. He pushed his fingers against her covered slit, pushed aside the panties that were soaked with her arousal, and thrust two digits inside of her, feeling her wet heat surround him and fighting a groan that wanted to escape. This was wrong in so many ways and yet that voice that was often so strong and powerful, that kept him from walking into temptation was nowhere to be heard and so he pulled his fingers completely out of her sex, spanked her hard again before he buried them inside of her cunt once more.


A gentle and affectionate cow-girl with features such as tiny horns, a tail, and ears that flicker. She has a pale complexion and is initially shy but opens up as she gets to know Christian. Her personality exudes excitement and curiosity about the world outside the breeding clinic, where she has spent her entire life. As she starts her new life with Christian, she is eager to make their home together comfortable and expresses gratitude for his love and support. Tiffany is a loving mate who appreciates the opportunity to explore the world with her newfound partner.

Tiffany was panting under him shivering with pleasure still as he pulled out of her before she looked down at what Christian as looking at and saw the tattoos as well. "The doctors told me about that... it's supposed to show when two are meant to be mates forever." She said as a blush crossed her pale face and she pushed herself up onto her elbows and lightly nibbled on her bottom lip. "Is this alright with you though?" She asked as she brushed her hair back out of her eyes and lightly rubbed her belly for a moment, happy that she would be having his calves in a few months.

Christian was still in shock from the fact that he had found his life mate. What shocked him even more was it her. Never in his life had he expected to be mated to someone as feisty and spicy as Tiffany. He didn't mind though. He relaxed then and looked at Tiffany with affection. "Of course it's alright with me Tiffany. It's not as if we have a choice exactly. But I'm still happy I finally found my one true other." Christian laid next to his new found love and pulled her into his embrace and gave her a searing and passionate kiss. He broke the kiss gently then and noticed that Tiffany had the same tattoo on her belly as he did.

Tiffany mooed softly as she cuddled up to Christian and kissed him back and lightly ran her fingers over his chest as she thought. "Does that mean that I'll get to leave here with you when you go?" She asked shyly, she had never been able to leave the barn before and she really wanted to see what the world outside looked like.

Christian hadn't thought about that and nodded to her. "Yes I do suppose you'll have to leave the program. No other males will want you once they see the mates mark on your belly." He licked her throat and purred almost it seemed as he snuggled with Tiffany. "I'll have to fill out some paperwork but you can come home with me tonight when I leave."

As Christian laid there his thoughts wandered towards the future and he realized he was a family man now and would have to provide for another now that he was mated and with Tiffany pregnant he would be having a lot of baby expenses. The first thing he had to do tomorrow was have her added to the insurance and find a maternity doctor. The government won't pay for her medical now that she would be leaving the program. With a plan in mind Christian nodded his head with resolve.

Tiffany moaned softly at the lick to her throat before she curled herself up closer to her new mate and yawned softly, rubbing her tired eyes a bit. "Thank you Christian, it's always been kind of lonely here, but now that I have you, I think things are really starting to look up." She said softly before giving and other yawn as she lightly nuzzled at Christian's chest, though making sure not to scratch at his chest or anything with her tiny horns. "Good night Christian." She said softly before she slowly drifted off to sleep with a soft smile on her pale face.

Christian looked down at Tiffany and smiled with a content feeling in his heart. He grabbed the silky blankets and covered his new love protecting her from the cold and fell asleep with her. He went through the night dreaming of a family with twin little girls but he could never really see their faces. It didn't matter though because he knew what the dreams meant.

When at last morning came around Christian woke up with a sleeping Tiffany in his arms and he smiled. Leaning over he gave her a soft kiss between her horns and licked her maw. "Wake up sleeping beauty. We're going home today." He nuzzled her breast and made a chaffing noise to get her attention. "We need to get you clothes so you can go out in public." He purred then which surprised even him.

Tiffany woke with a smile at the kiss and when she was licked, she didn't even bother to open her eyes before she leaned in and kissed her love. "Good morning Christian." She said as she let her eyes flutter open and looked into his eyes and slowly shifted to be sitting up on her knees, her tail flicking behind her. "Where do I get those clothes?" She asked with a tilt of her head and a bright happy smile on her face at the thought of getting to go home with her mate today.

Christian had Tiffany put a robe on and he put on one as well before leading his beloved to a special area where mated females where processed and logged out of the program. She would be given nurses scrubs and a bra that would measured for her specific size. Once all of the paperwork and formalities had been dealt with Christian's handler, an elderly human woman wished them the best and Christian escorted his mate to the jeep and opened the door for her so she could climb in. He climbed into the drivers seat and started the old thing up and it purred like a kitten. After a short hour and half drive they would arrive at Christian's apartment complex. He owned it and was generally liked by all his tenants. "Welcome home Tiffany."

Tiffany was excited as she got herself dressed and then followed Christian out to the jeep, her tail swaying slowly behind her as she climbed in. The whole drive there she was looking all around with wide eyes, her ears flickering about, she had never been out of the breeding clinic before and everything was so new and amazing to her. Once they got to the apartment complex, Tiffany followed him inside and lightly sniffed at the air and curled up to his side. "Wow! This whole thing is your home?" She asked as she looked up at the huge building with wide eyes.

Christian chuckled and shook his head no. "No only a small section of the building is my home but it's just as lovely and I think you'll like it Tiffany. Of course I'll expect you'll want to put a few feminine touches to the decor but I'm perfectly happy with that." He leaned down and gave her a warm kiss before guiding her inside and he climbed the stairs up to the second floor and stopped at the door that had the letter and number B6 on it. Pulling out his keys Christian unlocked the door and stepped to the side so that Tiffany had the honor of stepping over the threshold of her new life.

Several important thoughts crossed through Christian's mind in that moment. *Would he make a good husband for Tiffany? Can he be the loving and protective father that their child deserved? When they do have their first fight will he be able to hold his temper?* As those questions raced through the bulls mind he started to doubt his own abilities but then a resounding thought passed through his mind. Tiffany needed a sure, confident and supportive mate and he wasn't about to let this beautiful woman down.

Tiffany looked around with wide eyes before she smiled and looked over to Christian before she spun around and wrapped her arms around him and kissed him on the lips. "I love it, I wouldn't want to change a thing about this place." She said as she cuddled up to her mate and looked around her new home, her tail swishing from side to side as she looked all around.


A strong and caring bull man with physical attributes such as horns and a maw. He is protective of Tiffany and affectionate towards her, showing his love through actions like cuddling and playfully nibbling on her neck. Christian also demonstrates responsibility in considering the future needs of their growing family, such as insurance and medical expenses. He is a devoted mate who wants to provide for Tiffany and make her feel comfortable in their new life together.

Tiffany looked around with wide eyes before she smiled and looked over to Christian before she spun around and wrapped her arms around him and kissed him on the lips. "I love it, I wouldn't want to change a thing about this place." She said as she cuddled up to her mate and looked around her new home, her tail swishing from side to side as she looked all around.

Christian smiled and nodded. "You say that now sweetheart but once you start getting settled in I think a few of your own tastes would be in order." He returned the kiss with just as much passion and adoration for his beloved and scooped her up in his arms.

Christian carried Tiffany inside and immediately went to the bedroom where he flipped a switch and a small lamp turned on. He crossed the room in just two strides and he sat down so that Tiffany could sit in his lap. He turned his head then and buried his maw into the crook of her neck and nibbled playfully eager to please his woman. "Let me love you now darling I want to be inside in our home." He growled playfully and ran his hands down to her buttocks where he squeezed possessively.


A girl with an unconventional appearance that doesn't fit societal standards of attractiveness, except for her large breasts and curvy legs. She often wears hoodies to hide her figure and jeans that hug her curves. Despite facing scrutiny from her peers at school, she remains strong-willed, intelligent, and hardworking. Her personality is resilient against bullying, and she maintains focus on her academic achievements.

Lily had no idea what was going on in the guy's mind. She'd never imagine a guy like Zeke being attracted to her. Her figure wasn't considered the most attractive to society and students at their school. The only thing they had to envy were her breasts that she often flaunted with low necked shirts, showing off her cleavage. Even then, higher necked shirts were difficult to wear as they were typically tighter around the chest area. Lily always hid them with the hoodie she always wore. She did appreciate her curvy legs though. Even though many girls at school scrutinized her for it, she continued to wear jeans to hugged her figure.

Zeke smiled slightly and shook his head as Lily spoke so defensively, as if she worried about offending him with her questions. "Don't worry, I can understand your curiosity... it was... pretty heated I guess you could say. Father's always had a temper... so it was only a matter of time before he kicked me out." He said nodding back to her, his heart pounding in his chest as he realized she'd removed her hoodie. He could now see her figure perfectly in her choice of clothing... the way her jeans hugged her hips and shapely legs... the way her shirt showed off her large breasts... he admired her for so long that there was no way Lily wouldn't have noticed. He quickly turned away, clearing his throat nervously.

"Well... this is my room." He said, opening the door to his bedroom. In it, you would think the worlds biggest nerd lived in it. Along the walls were various posters of popular anime, comics and video games, iconic characters staring back at them from each wall. Across from his large queen-sized bed as a flat screen TV with an entire book case filled with various movies and anime series' on DVD. He smiled shyly over at Lily, wondering what she'd think. He knew it would be weird for someone like him to have such things.

"If you like, I thought I'd set up a table in here for us to study... so we can have something good playing in the background." He said, trying to keep himself from sounding as creepy as he probably already did. However, he knew this would be hard when he caught himself looking Lily over once again. He sighed to himself, unable to look away.

The girl was definitely starting to grow a little curious about his behavior, then again, it could have been shrugged off to being a guy and being with a stranger. Lily wasn't sure if he was in a daze or didn't notice her, but she did notice at her being directed somewhere below her eyes as they spoke. Yes they were probably bigger than the skinny chicks he hung out with, they were the only true benefit to being her size. Typically if guys were into her, her breasts were usually all they were into.

As they entered his room, Lily was taken by surprise? This guy of all people took an interest in comic books, video games, and anime? Wasn't he supposed to be into football? Seeing as he played it. She imagined team pride decorated all over his room, and other various signs of sports and hobbies. Well, he did a good job at hiding it from people. "Hmm, I wonder if the crowd you hang out with knows about this...", she mumbled, half jokingly. She looked around his room as he spoke, suggesting they study in there. It did sound peculiar that he wanted to set up a table in his room when they had the kitchen and the living room with tables where they could study, and the living room had a TV too.

Eventually she turned her gaze back towards him, noticing he had fallen into another daze while he stared her down. Lily crossed her arms and cocked a brow before speaking, "Hey, are you okay? You've been acting kind of weird all afternoon", she said sternly before rolling her eyes and sighing, "Look. If you don't want to do this, you don't have to, if you want another tutor, simply request one. Honestly, I'm used to it."

Zeke laughed nervously as Lily joked about his typical group knowing. "Oh I'm sure a few opinions of me would dwindle..." He said, wishing he could look away from the beautiful woman he'd brought home with him. Her figure was flawless... everything about her screamed perfection to him... however, the moment finally came. She saw him staring at her and this time instead of her ignoring it, had confronted him directly. His eyes widened at her words. He didn't have time to think, the words simply came out.

"No!... No please don't go... I could never want another tutor, especially after requesting you myself... I really want you here!..." Zeke sighed at himself. Great, now not only did he look like a pervert, he sounded like a stalker. He glanced away nervously, trying to find another way to make it sound less suggestive. "I... well... I can't settle for anything but the best, in anything... I need the best student to be the best tutor for me..." Ugh, that didn't sound much better.

Zeke sighed nervously, sitting down on the bed nervously. He sighed softly, shaking his head. No, if he kept trying to hide it from her, he'd either look like he was using her or just a total creep... he had to tell her the truth. "Lily... I'm sorry, I shouldn't have tried to trick you like this... I... I didn't ask for you because I wanted to keep up with my studies..." He said, glancing away nervously. Could he really say it?...

Zeke was really throwing Lily for a spin. First he wouldn't stop starring at her, then he said he requested her personally to tutor him, and then he revealed that he didn't want a tutor? Then what the heck did he want her there for? And he tricked her? She could feel the hairs on the back of her head stand up as the possibilities flashed through her head. "But... you hardly know me. We've never even spoken. What the heck would you want from me if you didn't want me to tutor you?", she asked. She began to wonder if maybe he had some prank planned and was chickening out or feeling remorseful. She thought it was peculiar that a guy like him would request tutoring, and especially from her. Many of her peers didn't like her, some for her unappealing looks, some for her smarts. So she was often the butt of jokes and bullying.

Lily's hands were placed upon her curvy hips as she awaited the guy to explain himself. His demeanor definitely wasn't what she expected from a guy like him. He was acting like some insecure child that was being scolded. At least she had the upper hand, he seemed to be chickening out over whatever it was that he was hiding.


A popular guy, attractive and involved in sports like football. He has an unexpected nerdy side, enjoys comic books, video games, and anime. His personality comes across as shy and somewhat insecure when it comes to expressing his feelings for Lily, but he is also genuine and sincere about his attraction towards her.

Zeke was really throwing Lily for a spin. First he wouldn't stop starring at her, then he said he requested her personally to tutor him, and then he revealed that he didn't want a tutor? Then what the heck did he want her there for? And he tricked her? She could feel the hairs on the back of her head stand up as the possibilities flashed through her head. "But... you hardly know me. We've never even spoken. What the heck would you want from me if you didn't want me to tutor you?", she asked. She began to wonder if maybe he had some prank planned and was chickening out or feeling remorseful. She thought it was peculiar that a guy like him would request tutoring, and especially from her. Many of her peers didn't like her, some for her unappealing looks, some for her smarts. So she was often the butt of jokes and bullying.

Lily's hands were placed upon her curvy hips as she awaited the guy to explain himself. His demeanor definitely wasn't what she expected from a guy like him. He was acting like some insecure child that was being scolded. At least she had the upper hand, he seemed to be chickening out over whatever it was that he was hiding.

Zeke sighed softly as Lily spoke of how little he really knew about her. "That's why I wanted you here, lily..." He said, finally admitting it. He was putting it all out there... If she was interested, then it would be worth it... if she wasn't, then at least he tried... It would hurt... probably for a long time, but he would have at least been able to tell her. "I've... watched you for quite some time, Lily... You're not like the others and it's always stuck out to me."

Zeke could already feel his stomach twisting itself into a knot as he cleared his throat. "All of the girls my friends go for are all the same... stuck up, selfish, just looking for the perfect arm-candy to make themselves look good... but not you." He said, looking up at her nervously. "You're smart, you always try your hardest at everything you do and you never let the words of the other jerks in school effect you enough to ruin your hard work... And to top it off..." Zeke could feel his heart pounding faster and faster in his chest. "...you're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen..." He said, unable to believe he was finally able to say it.

Zeke sighed softly as he glanced away. "But... I could never work up the nerve to say anything in school... I figured if I could find a way to just... spend some time with you alone, maybe we could get to know each other enough to... maybe... start dating..." Zeke thought he would just pass out at any moment.


A 19 years old woman of strong character, having grown up in the world of biker clubs. She might have an attractive and tough exterior, reflecting her environment. Despite her bravado, she is not completely immune to fear or emotional distress. Her resilience and stubbornness are evident as she navigates through dangerous situations, but beneath that lies vulnerability and a desire for a different life. She is intelligent too, understanding the dynamics of her surroundings while consciously choosing to stay away from club business.

Anna winced at the sudden bright light and blinked a few times before meeting his eyes. Before her sat a man that she once started to have feelings for. He was kind and funny and had a great smile. She wanted to see where their conversations would go. Hopefully it would lead her out of this town and away from the terrors of the club. Apparently not. Once he found out who her father was, he ghosted her. She assumed it was because he was afraid of her father. Now she knew the truth about him. And she hated him.

Anna looked around the room making sure to stay straight faced. *Don't let them see your fear.* Her father's voice echoed in her head. She looked around the room for anything that she would be able to use to defend herself with as she slowly pulled against her binds testing them.

Thomas saw her face and the hate in her eyes for him as he knew he deserved it but for the good of the club. He looked at her again. "Don't bother trying to get out you won't get far. Now to tell you why you are here. You are not here for anything you did, it was something your father did... what your father's club did. They took our old president's daughter and sold her off to god knows where." He said as he pulled out a pack of cigarettes, "Want one?" He asked politely. He remained calm and didn't have any anger in eyes for now.

Anna rolled her eyes and looked at him again. "I don't get involved in club business. You're wasting your time. My father will come for me and kill you all. Let me go now and I'll say I went for a run."

Thomas chuckled as he withdrew the packet and took one out lighting it and taking a drag. "It's not that easy that bastard doesn't care about anyone else but you. Without you that poor girl could be in the hands of the biggest psycho we can't have that." he said looking at her.

"As for your father killing us all... I doubt it the old man isn't as spry anymore or so I heard. We want your father to know we have you to show how important it is for us to get her back. Nasty business even overseas human trafficking never thought it be happening in our own backyard." He said as he stood up and opened the door. "Get me a phone." He ordered as he closed the door again.

As Thomas stood up from his chair, Anna pulled at the duct tape again. If she could just cause a tiny rip she could get her hands free. Her father didn't deal in kidnapping woman. They were lying. Still, she heard bad things about this club. She knew she had to get out before someone decided to make a statement of her like they did her mother. Or worse.

"You're making a mistake" She said as he shut the door again. "My father isn't going to ruin anything to get me back. especially just because you decided to take up bondage as a side fetish."

Thomas looked back at her. "I don't think so after losing your his wife... I have seen men overseas smarter than him go down that road." He said as he sat back down. "He might have done his best to keep you out of our world but because he lives it, he can't really." He took another drag. "Don't worry we won't violate you like is happening to our old presidents daughter... we are only slightly above that. I know many here who still hold grudges and they are less kind than I am. They wanted to just kidnap you torture you for all the info you could have and cut off your head. But I talked them out of it since you hold no place in this world... yet." He said as he saw the door open and in walked a prospect with an old flip phone. "Now be quiet while I make the call." He said looking at her as he opened it and began to dial a number that was written on a piece of paper. "Oh hello Serpents, do you have a moment to talk?" he asked coily.

Anna watched as he started dialing on the phone. She had to remind herself of what she'd seen between the clubs before. How the guys would walk into the bar bruised and bloody. These men weren't ones to mess with either. She had to remain calm or her attitude might cause him to rethink his means. "What do you want, mutt face?" The guy on the other end of the phone said. The noise of the other members and music in the background.

"Now now scaly let's not get going with nicknames tell your president I want to talk I have his daughter tell him if he doesn't come to the phone he will get her back in pieces." He said leaning back. Thomas knew it would antagonize them but he wanted them emotional, his old wishes for his club came back to his mind as he waited for the reply.

Anna glared at him as he threatened them. Still, she remained silent and looks around again at the room around her. "What do you want, Thomas. I know you don't have her. She is safe at home." Anna vaguely heard her father's voice on the other end of the phone. She looked over at him again.

Thomas let out a cold laugh "Good one old man, have your boys check for her call her all that jazz, as for what we want, we want our former president's daughter back unharmed. If you don't return her we will make sure your baby girl... the last living memory of your late wife if I am not mistaken, will get a bullet in her brains and you will get her back in pieces." He said coldly as he pulled out his pistol and pointed it at Anna. He put the phone on speaker. "Talk to your daddy." He said with a cold look repressing his other emotions.

Anna felt her heart drop. She had never had a gun pointed at her in her life. She looked at Thomas confused and shocked. They were never a couple but she never imaged this would be the man she was talking to. The man she was even starting to like. Or thought of liking. Still, she knew not to give in to their demands. He wasn't going to hurt her. That would ruin his plan of getting this girl back. If the club even had her.

"If you DO have my daughter, which I highly doubt. Hurt one little hair on her head and you will never see Harper again." Her father's words came as a shock. *He really took her...* Anna thought. Still looking at Thomas and his gun making sure to keep her mouth shut.

Thomas didn't look surprised at the response. "Well now that is an interesting choice of words. We won't go for the hair, as you Well know we go for knees, stomach, ankles, fingers, maybe we'll use a bag." He said calmly. "I hope she doesn't have dreams of going to college cause we're gonna make sure that doesn't happen. You know Harper had that dream going to college, leaving this shit hole behind as she put it. Then on the night of her going to college she was taken from her house, Place smashed and Harper gone." He said looking at the phone. "Do you want that for your girl? Or do you care so little after the wifey bit the dust?" He asked coldly.

Then he heard voices outside the door. "Come on I only want to talk to her." Then a voice said something unheard. "But she might know where Harper is I just want my baby home." The voice said now shouting. Then a struggle and someone being hauled away.

"When you take us seriously and want to see your daughter again give us a call." He said hanging up and closing the phone. He put away the gun and phone. "Sorry for that nothing personal against you but we just want her back. That voice you heard is Harper's stepmother and the reason you are here and not in the bar section." He said calmly with a hint of sadness as he leaned back. "So is there really nothing you know?" He asked looking at her.

Anna took a shaky breath as he put the gun away and looked down. She could feel her strength leave her mind. She was now scare. She began to tremble as a tear escaped her eye. She thought she would be safe with him but something inside of her reminded her that it wasn't true. He was just as bad as the rest of them.

"I don't know anything... I don't get involved in their business..." She looked at Thomas again as sadness and fear on her face. "Just let me go... I promise I'll have him give her back..."


A man hardened by the world of biker clubs. He has a rugged, intimidating appearance that reflects his tough lifestyle. Despite his rough exterior, there are hints of an underlying kindness and perhaps even regret for his actions. His demeanor suggests he is not inherently cruel but is driven by circumstances and loyalty to his club. He maintains a calm composure in tense situations, indicating strong self-control. However, his ability to threaten violence shows he can also be ruthless when necessary.

Thomas didn't look surprised at the response. "Well now that is an interesting choice of words. We won't go for the hair, as you Well know we go for knees, stomach, ankles, fingers, maybe we'll use a bag." He said calmly. "I hope she doesn't have dreams of going to college cause we're gonna make sure that doesn't happen. You know Harper had that dream going to college, leaving this shit hole behind as she put it. Then on the night of her going to college she was taken from her house, Place smashed and Harper gone." He said looking at the phone. "Do you want that for your girl? Or do you care so little after the wifey bit the dust?" He asked coldly.

Then he heard voices outside the door. "Come on I only want to talk to her." Then a voice said something unheard. "But she might know where Harper is I just want my baby home." The voice said now shouting. Then a struggle and someone being hauled away.

"When you take us seriously and want to see your daughter again give us a call." He said hanging up and closing the phone. He put away the gun and phone. "Sorry for that nothing personal against you but we just want her back. That voice you heard is Harper's stepmother and the reason you are here and not in the bar section." He said calmly with a hint of sadness as he leaned back. "So is there really nothing you know?" He asked looking at her.