The Alchemist

Garin, moved quickly until he reached the end of the dark tunnel for the second time this night. Concentrated on his task, the young fox’s face was totally emotionless. He cleaned without thinking some dust and spider’s web over the sleeve of his hooded coat and looked for the secret lever he knew to be somewhere on the wall. He pushed it and the hidden door opened without a sound.

As usual the place was quiet and Garin took the time to look around. Everything was at the same place : old maps, books and scrolls all over the big wooden table, crystal bottles full of mysterious potions, strange powders inside ceramic vases and exotic plants from the northern mountains or the jungles of the far South, an impressive dragon skull hung from the ceiling. The fox was a bit disappointed: after what he has done he expected… something else. A change, maybe. The absence of his master’s touch in the secret lab. But old Mendis’ presence was still obvious…

Garin wasn’t happy to have to kill the alchemist who teached him everything he knew about plants, potions and poisons. But the king decided that the old badger must die because he knew too much of his secrets after servicing him (and the king’s father before him) during more than thirty years. Then he asked Garin to put an end at Mendis’ life and career. And promised to the murderer his master’s job as a reward. The fox agreed to the deal and earlier in the night brought a trapped book in the secret laboratory located under the king’s castle. Each page of the tome was covered with a deadly poison and a simple touch at it would mean a quick but painful death.

Suddenly, the fox was taken out of his dreaming mood by a move in a dark corner of the room. Walking out of the shadow, Mendis was staring at him. With a strange grin on his face and sadness in his eyes, the badger raised a hand to warn Garin to stay where he was and sat on a wooden armchair.

"Finally it’s you… To be honest, I expected so, my young apprentice. If you want to replace me as the king’s alchemist, it’s logical that you try to kill me by yourself…"

"Try to kill you, master? Why do you think it’s not already done?" answered the fox.

With a weird smile on his face, Mendis stood up and walked slowly toward the fireplace. "Oh… Do you think I didn’t notice the poison on the book? By the way, it was very ingenious. A good idea, really. But I should be a bit smarter than you thought…" He moved his paws closer to the fire to heat them and Garin saw that he was wearing silk gloves.

Furious, the fox grabbed a dagger on the nearest table and threatened his old master "You didn’t fell in this trap… So what? There are many ways to kill someone!"

"That’s so true…" answered the badger quietly "Did you ever heard about scarlet crabs that you could find in the southern islands? You may obtain some interesting effects if you mix pieces of their carapace with other ingredients."

"What are you talking about? Is it an unknown poison?" asked nervously Garin.

"Not exactly… Mostly a very powerful aphrodisiac. And you were infected when you used the lever in the secret passage earlier."

Garin looked at his right paw and discovered that it was reddened and a bit inflated. And he felt weird. Horny as he had never been. He let fall down his weapon and, despite his will, put a paw inside his pants. His cock was hard and throbbing and when he touched it, the fox couldn’t hold a long and lustful moan. Looking at Mendis without seeing him, Garin began to masturbate slowly. Holding strongly his shaft, he moved his paw up and down faster. His eyes closed, he set free his cock from his clothes and groaned in mixed pain and pleasure as he stroke it faster and faster. The horny fox cummed quickly and his semen sprayed heavily the floor in front of him. Panting heavily after such an effort he discovered that his penis was still hard and that he felt more aroused than ever. He removed quickly all his clothes and knelt on the floor before he began to masturbate once again.

Meanwhile, Mendis had taken a leather bag full of precious scrolls and was ready to leave his laboratory. The old badger poured some oil over the books he left there and took a torch. With a sad smile he looked at Garin who was near to climax again, his right paw striking strongly his cock while he was fingering delightfully his tight asshole with the other one.

"Garin? I’m leaving now…"

"Ho… Ho… Hooooo… Mmmmm…"

"I’m sorry for that, but you must stay there and die. For my own sake."

" Mmmmm… Yessssss… Mmmmm…"

"You were one of my best apprentice. Wish that things could have been different for you…"

The alchemist threw his torch toward the nearest table and soon the whole room was a bonfire. Mendis pushed an hidden button to open a trap door in the floor. Before he went down the stairs leading to a secret exit he took a last sight at his former disciple. Garin, trapped in his own sensual world, wasn’t aware of the burning room around him. The fox, after cumming a second time, was still masturbating frantically and the only thought in his weakened mind was: "I need more pleasure!"

Sacrifice

The night was dark and cold, but the small group, cats from the Clan of the Red claw, moved quickly on the path between the trees. The first one to come was Flinss, a strong black cat holding a long bow. He was a renowned hunter in his village and was usually used as a scout for this kind of occasion. A few steps behind him was Faghar, the fat master of the craftsmen’s guild who was looking around nervously and seemed particularly unhappy to be there. Then came four militiamen armed with short swords and wearing coats of mail. One of them held on a long leash a slender white female with her paws cuffed behind her back. A scared look on her beautiful face, she was obviously about to cry. She knew that she should have been honored to be the chosen one this year, but she couldn’t held a feeling of pure panic.

They reached an open space in the woods, a glade with a huge stone "table" put in the middle. The elders of the Clan used to say that the sacred stone was there since the beginning of the world, put here by Bolfrag, the Great God of the Mountains himself. Flinss was not sure to believe this story but he knew very well that strange events could happen in this part of the forest. He ever heard and saw things he couldn’t name or describe when he was hunting in this area before. But this night was special, it was the night of the Gift, and he knew that nothing would disturb the ceremony. In silence he walked toward the stone, watching carefully around. When he was sure that there was nothing to fear, he whistled twice to warn the others.

Still leashed, the scared female was leaded to the stone and forced to kneel on it. Then her leash was tied to a big rusted ring sealed to the stone and she was left alone there. His whole body shacking, Faghar came next to her and poured some oil in three holes in the stone before he lit it. He ran away from her and ordered Flinss to go on with the ritual. The hunter took a decorated horn and blew loudly three times. Then they all waited in silence…

WHOOSSSH! Something huge glided above the trees and a shadow darker than the night covered the ground. Everyone heard the thrilling sound made by the leather-like wings before the beast landed near the stone. It was a big red dragon, powerful and beautiful, his scales sparkling on the fire light. He groaned loudly, staring at the frightened cats and, with a scream of terror, the bound captive fainted.

Flinss pushed Fraghar forward and the designated leader spoke with a trembling voice: "Master of the fire and the mountain, do you accept our gift for sparing our lives and goods during another year?" They all heard the answer directly in their heads "I ACCEPT!" and the dragon grabbed his unconscious prey, tearing the leash when he flew away. Once again the ritual has been made and the village would be safe from the dragon’s anger. They all went back in silence, feeling a bit guilty for what they have done.

Aelyn woke up with a start. The last thing she could remember was the scary sight of the dragon so near from her in the glade… Looking around, she discovered that she was now in the middle of a huge cave enlightened only by a few torches and full of shadows. Her arms were cuffed together and chained far above her head, each of her ankles was chained to the stone ground too, forcing her to stay with her legs spreaded wide in a painful posture. She was naked and felt so vulnerable.

Then she heard the heavy breathing behind her and once again the intrusive voice invaded her mind "I HOPE THAT MY NEW WIFE IS READY TO BE MATED, BRED AND USED FOR HER LORD’S PLEASURE!"

"I… I am ready and… honored… My Lord… but… please… untie me… it hurts… please… you don’t have to… I will be obedient…" stammered Aelyn while trying to turn her head to see the beast.

"YOU’RE RIGHT: I DON’T HAVE TO KEEP YOU IN CHAINS… BUT IT’S MY OWN PLEASURE TO HAVE MY FUCKTOYS BOUND AND HELPLESS!"

She heard him move and she knew that he was closer now. Right behind her. His huge shadow covered her whole shaking body. Then she heard some strange crack sounds as if his bones were broken one by one and his shadow upon her changed and became smaller. The dragon came in the light in front of her and she couldn’t hold a scream of surprise. He was not at all the scary beast he used to be when he took her away in the woods, but now looked like more humanoid even if he was still reptilian, his muscular and scaly body gleaming in the light.

He walked toward her and grabbed her tits, playing roughly with her nipples, pinching them between his fingers and licking them with his long snake tongue. Aelyn felt very horny and began to purr slowly, her eyes closed. But she couldn’t hold a scream of surprise and pain when he suddenly bite her hard left nipple making it bleed. The dragon put a small golden ring through her pierced flesh and said "THIS IS TO SHOW THAT YOU BELONG TO ME. NOW IT’S TIME TO DO YOUR DUTY AND BEGIN OUR FIRST NIGHT."

He grabbed Aelyn’s ass with his both hands and penetrated her tight cunt quickly. He moved faster and faster, his long and hard cock hitting deep in her womb. The dragon was much more tough and more skilled than all the lovers the young cat ever had before. He was also more rough, only interested by his own pleasure, but she liked the way he fucked her. Soon she was moaning and purring like she was really in heat, begging him to use her tender cunt again and again. She reached a strong climax twice before he cummed inside her and then she felt totally exhausted and weak.

But the dragon hadn’t finished with her yet. His cock, deep in her dripping pussy, was still hard as rock. After a short pause he moved again, slowly at first, then faster. With a loud lapping sound he fucked her once again. It was more painful and Aelyn groaned in pain. With a little fear she remembered the old stories about dragons she used to hear when she was a kitten… Stories that said they could mate with their females during nights and days without any interruption…

The night was long and exhausting for Aelyn. She fainted a few times as she was penetrated again and again, and also had several orgasms, each time stronger. Finally, at dawn, the dragon stopped to fuck her and removed his cock from her ravaged cunt with a disgusting suction noise. A lot of his thick semen ran down her thighs and the strong smell of sex fulfilled the cave. He cleaned his cock by wiping it over her sweaty fur and patted her head before he left her alone.

The dragon moved quickly through the dark tunnels of his underground palace, recovering slowly his previous and real appearance. He came into another big cave where his last "wife" was chained. The skinny female was given to him one year ago and he fucked her almost every night since she became pregnant. Two days ago she gave birth to his new progeny, a big golden egg that would soon hatch. The striped female cat was still very weak after this painful birth and she looked at the dragon with empty eyes.

"I HAVE A NEW WIFE NOW. A NEW RECEPTACLE FOR MY FUTURE CHILD. I DON’T NEED YOU ANYMORE!" he said. And, as she begged him to let her go away now with tears in her eyes, he moved quickly toward her. His powerful jaw grabbed, bite and tore her right leg in a blood stream. She screamed hysterically as her bones were crushed and her flesh mutilated. He eat her totally, spitting only a few bones away, before he lie down on the stone ground and fell asleep, his hunger satisfied for a while.

Civil war

Sornan, lion-king of Lensyr, died five months ago in mysterious circumstances during a game hunting. He left his kingdom without any instruction about which of his twin children, Keran and Hylna, would succeed him. Hylna argued that she was born first and claimed her rights upon the throne while her brother Keran pretended that Lensyr had never been ruled by a female and, from immemorial times, this land had always been owned by a king.

So a war began between the liegemen and supports of the two rivals. A cruel civil war that burnt the whole kingdom and made suffering the folk of this country. Both camp had victories and defeats and during a long time the end of the conflict was uncertain…

But earl Sermor and his men betrayed Hylna during the decisive battle of the Red Hills. The princess get away from capture and managed to reach the loyal city of Thulia with the last soldiers of her army. During two weeks his brother tried to take hold of the besieged town and the fights were rough around the strong city wall hammered nights and days by catapults. Weakened and hungry the brave defenders have almost no hope to resist much longer and her fate seemed to be yet written.

It was a cold autumnal night and the sleepy guards of prince Keran’s camp, gathered around fires, didn’t notice the short and obviously feminine figure hidden under a hooded dark robe that ran in silence from the nearby forest. She reached the first tents and entered the camp, avoiding easily the patrols and lurking around for a while.

Once at sight of the prince’s tent, she put back her hood, revealing the beautiful face of a young female ferret. She walk quietly toward the soldiers, two tigers of the prince’s elite guard, and bowed in front of them respectfully, her gloved hands crossed over her chest. "My name is Darhana, I come from the Red Hills and I have a very important message for His Majesty".

"Really?" answered one of the tigers with a growl of defiance "Give me this message and be sure that the king will have it."

"I can’t do that" said Darhana quietly "This is a spoken message and I have the order to reveal it only to Lord Keran."

"Well… If so, I must shakedown you before to be certain that you’re not a spy hiding some weapons under your clothes. Come with me!" ordered the guard.

He leaded her away from the tent’s entrance and began to touch her attractive body, his paws dwelling upon her round and firm tits, playing with her hard nipples, before he went down and put one of them under her robe. A finger reached her tender cunt and entered her intimacy. The tiger played with her wet hole and her hard clit for a while, making her whole body thrill of pleasure. Derhana was panting loudly and about to climax when, sadistically, the tiger removed his finger and enjoyed the look of deception he could see on her face. With a joyless smile he ordered her to lick clean his wet and smelly finger. Derhana took it in her mouth obediently and suck it with suggestive noises.

"Hmmmm… You know how to suck, whore! I’m sure you want something bigger in your mouth now. " said the guard. He forced her to kneel before him and presented his big hard cock to her lips. She began to lick it from the balls to the tip, her skilled tongue rolling over the tiger’s shaft. Then she swallowed his whole cock deep in her mouth, the tip hitting her throat. Derhana offered him the best fellatio of his life, pumping, licking, playing with his big balls… He couldn’t hold anymore his pleasure and cummed in her mouth with a loud groan of satisfaction. The young ferret swallowed the huge load of semen till the last drop before she finally put out his now flaccid cock. With a seductive smile she asked "May I see Lord Keran now?" The tiger only nodded as an answer and leaded her inside the tent.

Escorted by the guard, Derhana went inside the main room of the big tent. Keran’s apartments were luxurious with thick carpets on the ground, precious furniture and highly valuable weapons and armors hung here and there. The prince was alone, finishing his diner on a silver plate, and wearing only a silk robe. Derhana felt on her knees before him and bowed until her head was on the floor. "Powerful Keran, lion king of Lensyr, I humbly ask your forgiveness for disturbing you so late but I come with important news from the West." Sensible to the flattery, the tall lion allowed her to speak with a benevolent smile on his face.

"I came as quickly as I could My Lord" said Derhana, "a small army faithful to your sister is coming from the Red Hills to assault this camp by surprise and break the siege over the city…"

"How do they dare to defy me once gain?" shouted Keran, "How many soldiers are marching against us? When should they be there?"

"Almost one hundred, My Lord, they flew away the battlefield to hide in the hills like cowards after your glorious victory but now they’ve gathered and are ready to strike back! You don’t have a lot of time: they should be there in the morning."

"They think they could surprise us but it will be their end! Ask captain Lommar to take half of the men and march right now against them. And don’t make any prisoners…" ordered Keran with a cruel grin before he stares at Derhana "You served me very well this night and you deserve a reward. What do you want from me?"

Still kneeling, the ferret lift up her bust, offering a very exciting view on her sexy cleavage "My Lord, my only reward is to serve you… in every way you would use me…"

Aroused by the sight of her young and seductive body, Keran sent away everyone else from the room and stayed alone with her. Sitting on a huge wooden armchair, he ordered her to undress and she quickly obeyed, removing her robe, her boots and her gloves. During a short time the strong lion stared at her naked body in silence before he asked her to come closer. She walked slowly toward him, exposing her nakedness. Then she knelt once again and kissed each of his bare feet before she licked slowly his leg with the tip of her tongue. Keran untied his belt and opened his silk robe, revealing his erected penis. Derhana was already licking and sucking eagerly his full balls with little moans of excitation. Then she put her tongue on his big cock and covered it with her saliva, kissed softly the tip and whispered "you are so strong and so hard, My Lord!" Keran, without a word, grabbed her and made her sit on his cock. Her legs spreaded wide she impaled herself on the big shaft with a long moan of pleasure. She set her own pace, moving up and down faster, her paws put on Keran’s muscular chest. The tough lion fucked her during a long time, enjoying the feeling of her tight and hot cunt around his cock. They climaxed almost at the same time, moaning, groaning and panting. Derhana removed his cock from her oozing pussy and, with a strange look in her eyes, scratched his belly with one of her claws before she moved a few steps away.

"I’m thirsty. I need some wine!" said Keran, but when he tried to stand up he felt dizzy and weak. He fell on the floor, his legs unable to held him anymore. "What… What did you do to me?" he asked with a deformed voice.

"You are feeling the first effect of the black scorpion venom I had on my left paw’s claw. It’s in your blood now and you are doomed. But don’t worry, it would not be long before your heart stop beating. Of course it will be very painful before… Hopefully, the paralysis affects also your tongue and your throat, so you would be unable to scream too loudly…"

Keran tried to asked for some help but as she said it was too late and he was only able to make weak and incomprehensible sounds.

"Before you die, I should reveal you something…" said Derhana as she put back her clothes on "It is the second time I work for Lady Hylna. A few months ago she asked me to… take care of your father. Of course she couldn’t imagine that you would be so stubborn and wouldn’t let her access the throne. But I guess it’s not anymore your problem: half of your men are far away, seeking an imaginary foe in the West, the other ones should have now ingested the poison I put earlier in your food supplies and tomorrow the army of the new Queen of Lensyr should have no trouble to crush this camp…"

The murderer checked that Keran was dead before she kissed softly his forehead "Good night, sweet prince…" Then she went out and disappeared into the night.

Return of the Goddess

The convoy was moving slowly on the mountain road. Almost hidden under fur blankets, Leanna, daughter of Duke Elmor, was looking absent-mindedly by the cart’s window, insensible to the savage beauty of the landscape. The young white tiger was distracted by her own thoughts about her wedding. A ceremony decided and organized by her father for political purposes only. She never saw her fiancé before and wondered how the old (well, at least older than her…) prince Jarnal would look like.

She was taken back to reality by the brutal stop of the cart. There were some agitation outside and she saw some of the escort’s dog soldiers running forward. "Stay there Leanna!" ordered her father before he went out and watched for the captain of his guard, a huge and one-eyed bear named Galno. She could only hear snippets of conversation but understood that something, maybe a dead tree, blocked their path. She saw her father giving some orders to his men before he came back to her. But before he could reach the cart she heard a strange whistling sound and his father fell on the snow, a long arrow stuck deep in his chest.

And then it was like she was in the middle of a deadly storm: a rain of arrows, flying from the left side of the road, beat on the convoy, killing soldiers, servants and animal teams. As sudden as it came, it stopped and everything became quiet. Galno and his last few men, protected behind their shields, waited nervously the next assault. And it came from the shadow between the high dark trees: waves of rats brandishing some miscellaneous weapons and yelling war cry as they charged. Leanna, scared and unable to move, watched the courageous soldiers fight the crawling horde. It was a brutal and merciless fight and the air was full of pain’s screams and moans of the dying warriors. Even if they were more skilled and well trained, the Duke’s men couldn’t face longer their opponents and finally had no other choice than surrender.

Leanna was grabbed by many dirty rats’ hands and pushed out of the cart. She was sure to be slain immediately and didn’t even try to beg for her life, but she was just let there on the bloodied snow as the rats waited for something. They all knelt respectfully when a tall figure went from the forest. It was a very old deer wearing clothes in rags and moving slowly, leaned on a long staff. He walked toward Leanna, staring at her with madness in his eyes. "Bow before his highness Tyresias, high-priest of the Goddess Ogralk!" ordered to her the nearest rat while hitting the back of her head. The young tiger obeyed and took the humiliating posture. "She would be perfect" whispered the old priest "Bring her and the other survivors to the temple and prepare the ritual!"

Quickly, Leanna, Galno and the last four soldiers were blindfolded and their wrists cuffed behind their backs with some rope. Then they were leaded toward an unknown location…

An hour later they reached a dark cave and the prisonners were brought inside. Their blindfolds were removed and they discovered a huge place enlightened by torchs and big red candles. Leanna was imediately undressed and chained to a stone altar covered by strange mystical symbols while her fellows were brutally hung by their ankles to a wooden portico above a polished basin.

They waited in silence, guarded by the rats, untill the old Tyresias came inside the cave. He stood up near the portico and began to harangue his worshiping: "The day of our beloved Goddess’ return has come! The time is favorable and we are more ready than ever to welcome Her! She was betrayed and banned into the limbo during centuries by the other Gods. She was hated and forgotten by everyone but us through Ymagon. Now it’s time for Her to rebirth and exert Her revenge upon this cursed land!" his voice raised as he spoke and soon he was shooting "OGRALK, GODDESS OF NIGHT AND LUST, RECEIVE THIS SACRIFICE FROM YOUR FAITHFULL SERVANTS! ACCEPT THIS WEAK BODY AS THE NEW RECEPTACLE OF YOUR POWER! RULE ONCE AGAIN THIS WORLD!"

While drums were beaten frantically in the shadow, the old deer took a sharp dagger and cut the captives’ throats one after the other. Their blood fulfilled the basin under them as they were dying in pain. Screaming hysterically, Leanna tried to break free but it was hopeless. Shocked, she watched the evil priest put a thin veil into the blood and move in her direction. Speaking in a forgotten and unholy language, he covered her face with the soaked clothe and suddenly her whole body thrilled. She felt an unknown but almost pleasant warmness inside her and, at first, didn’t understand that the moaning she heard came from her own mouth.

The deer touched her young tits softly and her moans raised inside the whole cave. He grabbed and rubbed them more roughly and the young tiger reached a long and huge climax. There was now only one idea in Leanna’s mind: she wanted more pleasure! Her father, the sacrificed soldiers and even her own fate were forgotten as Tyresias’ dark spell infiltrated her body and her soul.

Then he put the tip of his staff between her legs and she instinctively spreaded them wide, offering obediently her virginal cunt to the sweet torture. Moaning and groaning, she let the deer rub her hard clit and play with it for a while before he inserted the wooden rod inside her dripping pussy. He moved the improvised dildo deeper and faster until she cummed again loudly. She protested with a lazy voice when he removed the staff from her cunt but he quickly calm her down, saying: "You were an innocent and virgin kitten. Now you are a true woman. Prepare to be a Goddess!"

At his order, the rats came closer around the chained female, chanting some weird incantations. "Your faithful are here to worship you, my Goddess. Let them use this body to increase your power!" said Tyresias. Immediately Leanna spreaded her legs and moved sensualy her hips as an obscene invitation. One after the other the rodents fucked her savagely, cumming inside her cunt or on her soft belly. They were so many there, and after some time they mated her two at the same time, one in her pussy and the other one in her tight ass, increasing her crazy pleasure. Step by step she forget who she was before and Leanna finally disappeared to become Ogralk…

She was found two days later by prince Jarnal’s soldiers, lost and wandering in the mountain, exhausted and, as she said to them, with no idea about the way she managed to escape from her abductor. They brought her back to the prince’s castle where she took some rest and her small wounds were healed.

The new Duchess of Calbor was observant of the traditional time of bereavement after her father’s death before she could think again to her wedding with the prince. Jarnal was very patient and understanding during this time even if he was very attracted by the beautiful young feline.

The wedding was sumptuous and during three days the folk and the court were entertained by banquets and festivities. The wedding night was passionate between Leanna and Jarnal and, at dawn, lying naked against her husband she said with a strange voice: "This night I let you touch me and used my body. So I gave a great favor to you, mortal. And now it’s time for you to pay your debt" and before he could answer she kissed him with passion, sharing her poisonous power with him and corrupting his weakened mind. When she finished, he stayed immobile, honored and a bit scared to be in front of his Goddess, ready to worship Her and to fulfill each of Her desire. She smiled and, still naked, went outside on the balcony. Looking down at the sleepy city, and further at the high mountains she knew that everything would be hers soon and that she would have her revenge upon this world…

The slaves' hunters

Falynna was exhausted and hungry. The young cheetah didn’t realize before that could be so hard to be one of the King’s messengers. She was walking on the dusty trail across the forest since dawn and her feet were painful now. She had to find a place to take some rest and be able to go further on her journey toward the royal castle…

She jumped over some huge rocks and, from the top of them, watched around her. She immediately spotted some smoke rising lazily between the trees not so far from her. An isolated house, or maybe a small farm where she would find a good meal. Her mouth wetted at this idea and she ran in this direction.

In a big glade she fond a small house and a barn near some vegetables’ fields. "Yuck! I hope these farmers would have some meat too…" She thought. But her instinct told her that something was wrong here: the place was too quiet and it was fulfilled by an odor that she immediately recognized. The smell of blood.

Falynna drew her short sword and moved quickly to the barn’s door. She opened it carefully and took a sight inside. The smell was stronger here and she found the corpses of two dead cows. The cattle had been slain with an useless violence and partially eaten. She managed with difficulty to hold her eager to taste the still warm and bloody meat and headed toward the house.

She kicked the wooden door and jumped inside, ready to fight whoever could be there. But there was nobody in the main room. Broken plates on the floor and up side down furniture told her that some violence occurred here too but there was no blood and no other corpses. She searched in the other rooms but the whole house was empty… She went outside and watched around till she found a clue: some white hair stuck to a tree. Rabbit’s hair, surely one of the farmers.

Following the track let by the aggressors was hard but Falynna was really good at it and she didn’t lost it. One hour later the young cheetah was outside of the forest, near the shore of the Southern Ocean. From the other side of the sand dune she could hear voices and she carefully crawled nearer to see who was there. Wolves. Six of them, wearing leather armors, wooden shields and spears: Archonian mercenaries from the far South. And a dozen of chained captives, small animals (cats, foxes, rabbits and even a couple of sheep) from the nearby area, captured to be sold in slaves’ markets of the Black Islands. Falynna couldn’t hold a whisper of disgust at the sight of the slaves’ hunters. She hated them and she hated what they used to do. Not that she felt any compassion for the captives but these peasants were the only property of her King and as His loyal subject, her duty was to interfere with what was happening here.

While she was wondering what would be the best way to fight alone these six warriors, one of the wolves grabbed a female fox and forced her to follow him behind some rocks away from the group. She screamed and begged him to let her go but he slapped her face twice and laughed when she began to cry.

It was the occasion Falynna waited for. She quickly ran to the rocks, staying always carefully out of sight of the other wolves. The young fox was there, already naked, her clothes torn away. She was lying on her back, the muscular dark wolf between her tights, already raping her roughly. He was moving fast, his big and hard cock coming deep inside his helpless prey, while he held her to the ground with his strong paws on her shoulders. The tiny fox was about to faint when her partner finally cummed inside her. But before he could move Falynna was behind him and stabbed his back with a furious growl. The mercenary tried to stand up but it was too late: the cheetah pushed her blade inside his body until the tip of her sword could be seen out of his chest. He spit some blood and died with a surprised look on his face. Falynna helped the scared fox to walk away and ordered her to stay where she was, under cover of the rocks, while she would try to free the other slaves.

Falynna watched the beach and understood that her situation was getting worse: three of the wolves were approaching, obviously worried not to see their fellow coming back. The fearless cheetah hide herself in the protective shadow of the huge rocks, ready to fight and kill again. The corpse still lying on the sand was a very good bait: when they found it, and before they could really understand what was happening to them, Falynna jumped over them and hit the head of the nearest with her sword. A furious melee began and, at first, the young female seemed to have the upper hand against her opponents. She wounded seriously one of the wolves on his arm and managed to avoid the other’s strikes. But the two warriors were more skilled and experienced than her. She had to retreat until she was cornered against a rock. In a desperate try to break free she charged toward her foes but her thigh was hit by a spear. Moaning in pain she fell on the sand and was viciously kicked in the head by one of the wolves before she faint…

When she woke up, Falynna felt a bit dizzy. Her head was painful but her wounded thigh stopped bleeding and someone even put a dirty bandage on it. Looking around carefully, she understood that she was on a ship, her arms tied up behind her to the mast. She tried to move but the ropes were too tight. The deck was enlightened only by the full moon in the sky above her and she thought that she should have been unconscious for hours. Then, she heard someone walking behind her.

The huge grey wolf suddenly stood in front of her and stared at her from head to toes without a word during a long time. Then he put a large paw on her right tit and spoke "My name is Fraahl, captain of this ship and slaves’ merchant. And you, who the Hell are you?" Trying not to show her fear, she answered "I am Falynna, messenger of the Ardanos kingdom. You don’t have any right to keep me there but if you turn away your ship and set free all your prisoners, maybe the King’s justice will be clement with you and your life would be spared!" With a bestial laugh Fraahl grabbed her jaws and, so close to her that she could feel his breathe on her face, said "You’re wrong my little kitten! Here, on my board, you are not under your king’s protection. I could… and I would… do anything I want to you… before I sell you as a slave for some gold. But a good slave needs to learn discipline and your first lesson begins right now!"

The wolf tore her tunic, staring with lust at her naked body. He forced her to spread her legs and put roughly a finger inside her cunt making her moan. "Hmmm! You’re so tight… still a virgin? Don’t worry, I will remedy to this soon! And now keep your legs open or I will use my claws inside you!" Scared by this threat, Falynna obeyed and let him play for a while with her slid and her clit. Fraahl lifted her legs and put the tip of his long and hard cock against her cunt. With a loud groan of pleasure he penetrated slowly the tight opening, making the young cheetah scream. He inserted his cock as deep as he could before putting it back. With a grim of contentment he saw that there were some blood on it… The tall wolf fucked her new slave faster and faster, scratching her tits and biting them. She was too scared to resist and absolutely disgusted by the things he did to her.

At last, Fraahl cummed abundantly inside her and he stayed there, panting and breathing heavily, blocked inside Falynna’s cunt by his knot. "Hope you enjoyed it because it won’t be the last time I fuck you… And if you’re not obedient enough I would have to whip you or give you to my crew. And believe me you won’t love that!"

Then he grabbed her firm butt and spread her ass cheeks. "Now I will prepare you for your second lesson. Are you ready?" Falynna begged him "Please, don’t hurt me again. I would do whatever you want but just don’t hurt me!" The wolf answered "Of course you will do whatever I want… even if I want to hurt you!" and he put a finger deep inside her asshole. He waited a few seconds before he began to move it slowly in the tight hole sending waves of an unknown and humiliating pleasure to Falynna’s body. With a cruel smile on his face the big wolf said "You seem to enjoy it, little whore! Maybe you are not so useless after all…" He removed his finger and went behind her. He untied the ropes and she fell on the deck, her legs too weak to held her. Before she could stand up or run away he was already on her and cuffed her paws tightly behind her back. He forced her to stay on her knees and pushed on her head until it was against the wooden floor. Then he grabbed her hips and put his cock roughly in her ass. This unexpected violation made her scream like she was disemboweled…

It was long and painful but, finally, Fraahl put back his cock just before he cummed. He soiled her fur, covering her back, her ass and her tail with his sticky semen. Without a look for the humiliated and now tamed cheetah, he ordered to one of his men to bring her in the hold with the other slaves. He went to his cabin, smiling at the idea of the three days of sailing remaining… and the many ways he would use the young slave during this time.