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Stoneheart comic: https://inkbunny.net/s/2140737
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Esther felt tense as she walked towards the tent with a new pitcher of wine firmly held in her hands. It had taken her a few months to learn how to walk with it without spilling, but even now she had to focus to not let the dark liquid splash over the edges. She gave Anaïs an acknowledging nod as they passed by, her pitcher was empty so Esther was just in time.
They had to systematically swap with each other as the night went on and more and more alcohol was shared among Shomari, his generals and a few of his other, closest men.
She could see their shadows move inside the large, red tent from the braziers lighting it up, and their voices cut through the silent, slightly chilly desert nights.
She shuddered as Anaïs' steps slowly vanished, knowing that it was her time to serve the wine. She was just going to stand there in the corner, do as she was told, come running when someone called for more wine, and try not to catch any attention.
One could never be sure of how much was enough for even Shomari's men to feel brave enough to start making groping advances on her. Or how much would be enough for Shomari to allow them...
She quickly slipped in under the entry flaps, and was immediately called over by one of the generals.
The tiny fennec slipped between the men as she went to refill the general's goblet.
While pouring, her eyes found Shomari a few feet away from her. She wasn't sure if he had noticed her yet so she watched him for a few beats. Some fresh cuts could be hinted through his dust red fur, but otherwise he seemed unharmed after today's raid.
Esther gulped lowly and focused on not spilling the wine on the general's armor.
Her large ears went back in an attempt to shield herself from the loud laughter and vulgar jokes being told all around her. So far she could handle the noise, but she didn't exactly enjoy the company of these men. Especially not now...
She felt so exposed in her revealing dress, and had to pause occasionally to pull her skirt back over her ass or pussy, and readjust it to keep her boobs from falling out. She couldn't wait for Aaliyah to come and release her as soon as the jug begins to run out. Unfortunately, it still had a long way to go.
An especially loud, roaring laughter from Shomari made her jump, almost spilling the wine again.
"Take Binah, for example!" He slurred slightly, taking a giant swig of wine before continuing, " She is a tight little thing. However, she is always so fuck... fucking loud! 'No my lord' this and 'I don't want to be knocked up' at that.... I almost have to be drunk to take her!"
He gave a mean laugh as his men joined in. "At least she feels really good while squirming on a knot! Probably one of the only reasons I keep her around and don't just toss her to the lot of you!"
Esther glanced over in his direction with a scared frown as a chill went through her body. He seemed to be talking about his harem. It disturbed her to think of what he had told them about her, or what she was about to hear about herself.
She closed her eyes with a low whimper, feeling the shame make her heart beat faster. She already hated the glares she received from her own people nowadays, even more than the hungry glares Shomari’s men gave her.
“Well, why dont’cha? We’d teach her some good fucking cock-manners!” One of Shomari’s men laughed, earning a growl from Shomari in response.
"Fuck you, she is still mine!" He roared, and for a split second things seemed to be tensing up at his table, but then he burst out another laugh.
He seemed to have been drinking quite a lot already. He really wasn’t too much different when drunk, Esther had noticed, apart from possibly getting louder than usual. However, she still felt that she should be more cautious around him now than usual.
She was about to go refill another cup when she noticed Shomari’s large, empty cup being raised and shook. A sign that he needed more.
She hesitated and gulped. She knew that even if he only waited a few seconds it was enough to earn his ire, but she could feel the fear and hesitation about stepping forward. It wasn’t a guarantee, but she feared that if she went up to him she’d catch his attention, and he’d take it as an opportunity to take her and humiliate her further.
Unfortunately, her slight hesitation was enough for Shomari’s patience to run out, and with a growl she saw him look around until his eyes met hers.
Her heart skipped a beat in fright as her eyes met his cold, yellow ones. He was clearly inebriated from the look in them, but when he saw her she saw his scowl turn into a wicked smile. Which was even scarier than his current state.
He gestured with his clawed finger for her to come near, and she knew she didn’t have any other choice.
While she averted her eyes, she could feel his gaze stay on her as she walked up to his side. Esther’s hands trembled slightly as she began to pour his wine, having to put her entire focus into keeping steady enough to not spill. While she did so, Shomari turned to his men again.
"Have I told you about this one?" He called out, his question met with a raucous "NO!" from his men. "Esther is a good little princess. Not at all like Binah. While she has her whiny moments sometimes, she knows how to serve her master and squirms so cutely on a cock!"
Esther felt her cheeks burn red as her fears one by one were realized, and she even felt how she had to fight back some tears. But fight them she did, not allowing herself to show weakness in their presence.
Once his cup was filled again, she turned to leave but froze in her tracks as she heard a low growl from Shomari.
"I'm not done with you, slave. Stay." He commanded with a growl just low enough for her to hear, and she had no other choice but to obey.
She stood perfectly still as he continued on, just staring down at the wine in her pitcher as her bushy tail tucked in between her legs. Trying, but failing, to block out his demeaning remarks.
"She also is the tightest little twat you ever did knot! Not sure how I manage to get free from her every time. Not only that, but for being so short, she certainly is very well endowed! I almost only need one hand to grope a tit!” As he spoke, Esther felt his claws dig into her waist as he pulled her closer. "She has such cute tits, and you should listen to her whine when you play with them. It makes it almost impossible to be soft. Not that you want it to be soft, because she squeezes every inch of you when you shove it in!"
Under his men’s loud jeering, she gulped as she gripped the pitcher tighter, her claws digging into the clay. Words weren’t enough to explain how badly she wanted to leave, but she knew that if she did she would regret it. She let out a low, scared whine.
"F-forgive me, my Lord, but may I please go now? There... there are others who wishes to have their wine filled..." Her voice was but a whimper, but instead of even acknowledging her, Shomari suddenly took the wine jar out of her hands.
He poured some straight into his mouth before putting it down on the table, and Esther’s heart began to race.
“P-please… no...”
"Fuck, why am I telling you all about this?" He said, slurring slightly as he ignored her voice. "She's right here! How about I show you!"
He then reached over, grabbing Esther's wrists together with one quick motion, grabbing both in a single large hand before lifting her up, pulling her arms above her head as he lifted her up. The sudden motion made her squeak in fright, and her body made some involuntary kicks to get free before she was placed in his lap.
Immediately, she felt trapped and cornered against his much larger and stronger body. She instantly felt small and helpless as he kept his grip on her wrists, still holding them above her head.
She whimpered and curled her tail up in between her legs, trembling visibly as she tried to calm herself down.
His statement and her predicament met with a roar of approval from his men, and just as she was about to whimper and beg him to let her go, Shomari’s other hand was raised. His large paw first gave her soft, round breasts a grope before he pulled her top up, revealing her to his men.
Esther squirmed in his grip with a fearful whimper, sobbing with shame as she felt the men’s glares.
"What did I tell you! A womanly form for such a petite fox!" He laughed out as his hand continued to squeeze and play with her tits, his other hand still holding her up and at his mercy. “Her fur is so soft and smooth, her body is the perfect fuck toy. Had I known this was the fennecs’ quality of princesses I should have waited until they could make me some more!”
Esther’s body squirmed in a futile attempt to get away as he began to strip her down, tearing at her dress to unveil her body as he spoke about it. Making Esther whimper and sob in protest, trying to hide her face against her raised arm. This was exactly what she had feared, and feeling how he groped and molested her helpless body in front of so many was pushing her to what she could mentally handle.
“P-please, don’t do this, m-my lord!” She sobbed, trying to plead for mercy. Knowing that it rarely worked. “N-not this! Anything but this!”
But her pleas went ignored as he forced her tail out of the way, so his men could see the tight little pink pussy he had been praising so highly. He then turned his head to one of his guards.
“You know what?” He grinned. “Get a barrel, and plenty of rope, and be quick about it!”
Esther stopped squirming for a few, frightful seconds. She figured that the ropes would be for, but the barrel?
But then she gasped as Shomari’s hand went down between her legs. He rubbed her slit before slipping a finger inside her, making her tense up with another fearful whimper.
“See? Even with a single finger, she squeezes like a bitch in heat!" He laughed as his attention was turned to his men again.
And he was right, as her body tensed up her pussy squeezed around his finger. He pumped it in and out of her tightness, her body on full display. The more he played with her naked body, the wetter her pussy got, and he made sure to show it to everyone’s delight.
The shame she felt as the men reacted to the sight made tears burn behind her eyes, but she bit down on her lower lip and pushed them back. There was still some strength left in her, enough that she wouldn't allow herself to cry. Not in this moment, at least.
Esther threw a silent, pleading glance up at Shomari. Her lips didn't move, but her eyes begged him to let her go.
She would always do what he told her to do without complaining, just as long as it was in the somewhat privacy of his tent. And not as a display to his men. The shame of it all was more than she could bear.
But it all fell on deaf ears. She knew that he could tell how scared she was, but he didn’t care. He wanted his men to want her just as much as he did. Despite that they all knew that couldn’t have her. Her body belonged to him.
"Such a wet pussy. I think you want this cock too, huh?" He murred, lapping his tongue across her neck as he made her grind on his lap, her exposed body at his behest. "Now, my princess, keep your hands up like this." He commanded.
As much as she didn’t want to, she kept her hands above her head as his other hand let her go to keep molesting her.
He slid both of his hands down her body, pinching her tits, fingering her, rubbing her clit. His touches were soft, in control, sure. He growled lowly as he pushed her tits up, showing them off to his men, showing them how she squirmed as he squeezed them. He then slid his hands back down, finger fucking the sweet little fox as he kept her on display. Each moment was a delight to the warlord. While they were equally a nightmare for her.
Still, despite how much she would rather just run away, hide and just disappear forever, Esther still struggled to keep herself focused and to push the tears away.
Her hands moved slowly and trembling as she stroked and rubbed his barbed shaft, moving with the barbs before reaching his more canine knot, and used her hand to rub and massage his side. While she tried to pleasure him, she felt his other hand grab on to the back of her head. He didn’t need to use much of his unnatural strength to force her to move faster and deeper.
She tried to not let her fangs scrape against his cock, but it was harder said than done as he pushed her head down. His impatient grunts and growls made her whimper as her stomach churned worriedly. She was trying to work his cock as fast as she could, but he was just so big.
She pressed her tongue against his tip as she got pushed down deeper, forcing to fight against her own gag reflex as his tip got past her tongue and deeper down her throat.
Her half naked body trembled as he plunged his two fingers deeper into her, making her pussy squeeze him again as her body tensed up.
When she finally got a moment to pull her head free, she took every second she could to catch her breath.
When she then heard the man Shomari had sent away, return with something heavy she began to tremble. Always reminded of the eyes hungrily watching her every move.
She heard the guard grunt lowly as he set something down, possibly that heavy barrel Shomari had ordered him to get, and Shomari plunged his fingers deeper into her.
"Such a good little fox, though I think she may need a little help with putting on a good show. What do you think?" She heard him ask his men, and the reply was instant; they wanted more.
"P-please... d-don't let them see-" Was all she managed to whimper through struggling breaths and gags before she was pushed back down on his cock. His claws dug into her hair as the hand on the back of her head forced her down.
“Shut up and keep sucking, slave” He growled, and she felt how he leaned over her, lowering his voice. “Let my cock silence you, before I muzzle you”
His warning made her whimper, but continued to suck and bob her head on his cock. She tried to follow the pace he set for her with his hand and hip movements, but his impatience soon made him take over. He forced her head down as his hips bucked up into her mouth, her tight little mouth being filled more and more, making his little princess loudly gag on the red flesh.
Her moans and whimpers were muffled by the big hybrid cock in her mouth as Shomari bucked into her mouth. With his large hand on the back of her head there was no way for her to escape it, and she couldn't help letting out a painful whine as his barbs raked across her lips and his tip forced her throat wider.
She took every second she could to catch her breath whenever he allowed her. Just grateful that she hadn't been pushed to consciousness yet.
And to add some insult to injury, she could feel how Shomari's large fingers were making her body shudder and buck from the pleasure. Her body was responding to his stimuli as it should, but on the inside she wished for nothing else but to disappear from this shameful moment.
And with each second she felt how his hand was bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She didn't want to admit that she was enjoying the treatment, but it got harder and harder to her to hide her squirming and moaning. Even if she was muffled by his thick cock which she was forced to bob up and down on.
She couldn't tell if he was getting any closer however, and not knowing whether or not he would be disappointed and angry soon was scaring her.
But it was the last thought that went through her mind before she found it harder and harder to bear the building pleasure.
Still, despite how much she would rather just run away, hide and just disappear forever, Esther still struggled to keep herself focused and to push the tears away.
Her hands moved slowly and trembling as she stroked and rubbed his barbed shaft, moving with the barbs before reaching his more canine knot, and used her hand to rub and massage his side. While she tried to pleasure him, she felt his other hand grab on to the back of her head. He didn’t need to use much of his unnatural strength to force her to move faster and deeper.
She tried to not let her fangs scrape against his cock, but it was harder said than done as he pushed her head down. His impatient grunts and growls made her whimper as her stomach churned worriedly. She was trying to work his cock as fast as she could, but he was just so big.
She pressed her tongue against his tip as she got pushed down deeper, forcing to fight against her own gag reflex as his tip got past her tongue and deeper down her throat.
Her half naked body trembled as he plunged his two fingers deeper into her, making her pussy squeeze him again as her body tensed up.
When she finally got a moment to pull her head free, she took every second she could to catch her breath.
When she then heard the man Shomari had sent away, return with something heavy she began to tremble. Always reminded of the eyes hungrily watching her every move.
She heard the guard grunt lowly as he set something down, possibly that heavy barrel Shomari had ordered him to get, and Shomari plunged his fingers deeper into her.
"Such a good little fox, though I think she may need a little help with putting on a good show. What do you think?" She heard him ask his men, and the reply was instant; they wanted more.
"P-please... d-don't let them see-" Was all she managed to whimper through struggling breaths and gags before she was pushed back down on his cock. His claws dug into her hair as the hand on the back of her head forced her down.
“Shut up and keep sucking, slave” He growled, and she felt how he leaned over her, lowering his voice. “Let my cock silence you, before I muzzle you”
His warning made her whimper, but continued to suck and bob her head on his cock. She tried to follow the pace he set for her with his hand and hip movements, but his impatience soon made him take over. He forced her head down as his hips bucked up into her mouth, her tight little mouth being filled more and more, making his little princess loudly gag on the red flesh.
Her moans and whimpers were muffled by the big hybrid cock in her mouth as Shomari bucked into her mouth. With his large hand on the back of her head there was no way for her to escape it, and she couldn't help letting out a painful whine as his barbs raked across her lips and his tip forced her throat wider.
She took every second she could to catch her breath whenever he allowed her. Just grateful that she hadn't been pushed to consciousness yet.
And to add some insult to injury, she could feel how Shomari's large fingers were making her body shudder and buck from the pleasure. Her body was responding to his stimuli as it should, but on the inside she wished for nothing else but to disappear from this shameful moment.
And with each second she felt how his hand was bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She didn't want to admit that she was enjoying the treatment, but it got harder and harder to her to hide her squirming and moaning. Even if she was muffled by his thick cock which she was forced to bob up and down on.
She couldn't tell if he was getting any closer however, and not knowing whether or not he would be disappointed and angry soon was scaring her.
But it was the last thought that went through her mind before she found it harder and harder to bear the building pleasure.
As for Shomari, he finger fucked Esther with determination, feeling her getting closer and closer to the edge, until he felt her insides begin to quiver at the edge of climax. He growled as he pushed her even deeper onto his cock, waiting for the girl to start to struggle for air before pulling her off with a loud slop.
Her pussy squeezed and tightened around his fingers as she bucked against his hand, and before she could prepare herself she felt her body getting rocked by intense waves of pleasure.
She hadn't even noticed that he had let her pull free of his cock until she realized how her cry of pleasure had sounded out throughout the tent. Shomari's men's cheering and laughing got through to her as she cried out her pleasure and squirmed on Shomaris fingers, her juices drenching his hand.
And when her climax slowly faded, she felt one of Shomaris large hands stroking her softly. His warm touch caused her to momentarily stop trembling, and just remained squirming and panting, soft, exhausted whimpers escaping her as she tried to regain her pulse.
She always felt disgusting whenever he made her cum, especially when it was against her will.
With soft sobs she lowered her head as the unwanted pleasure faded, and left her trembling with fatigue and feel cold with shame.
That’s when she felt Shomari stand up, still holding her against him and playing with her pussy as he got to his feet and carried her away.
She barely got to look up when he pushed her down and bent her over a large, heavy barrel. Her bare ass pointed straight into the air as he held her still with one large hand on her back, with the other hand she felt him reach for something and the familiar sensation of ropes tightening around her ankles made her tense up.
“N-no! No!” She whimpered as she, still a little hazy from the orgasm, began to squirm against her restraints. Against her better judgment. “Not this! N-not here! Pl-please, my lord! Stop! Stop!”
For once, he seemed to be paying attention to her pleading and he let go of her restraints. But she wouldn’t feel any sense of relief as he instead loomed over with a deep growl, his hard cock pushed up against her ass as he leaned closer.
“Stop?” Shomari’s growl sent chills down her spine as she realized her mistake. “Are you telling me to stop, slave?”
“I’m sorry, my lord! I’m sorry!” She began to whine louder, but it was already too late.
She let out a pained cry as he grabbed a fistful of her pale hair and roughly pulled her head back. She felt a rope wrap around her petite muzzle and tighten around it, forcing her mouth shut until all she could make was scared whimpers and whines. Warm tears finally broke free from her eyes and she felt how they ran along her cheeks. The pain around her sensitive muzzle was already unbearable, but it still wasn’t as bad as the hurt and the shame.
Once he got her properly muzzled he continued on with his previous task. He ran the rope from her muzzle down to her wrists and ankles, tying them to the base of the barrel to keep her bent over and stuck in place. Once again, putting her on display on the makeshift breeding bench.
Esther whimpered as she felt the ropes tighten around her wrists and ankles, and how her naked ass pointed straight up to Shomari. All exposed, and at his mercy.
She tried to hide her face by lowering her head and let her hair fall over her face. She stared down at the ground, sobbing and hulking with her muzzle tightly roped shut. Her tail instinctively tried to tuck in between her legs as she felt the air on her exposed, still wet pussy, but Shomari grabbed it and forced it out of his way before she once again felt him leaning over her.
The fennec closed her eyes tightly and tensed up, trying to remain as still and quiet as she could as Shomari grabbed the side of the barrel, looming over her threateningly. His muzzle nuzzled against her neck, and she could feel his large fangs, as if he was threatening to bite her.
As he growled she once again shuddered. The smell of alcohol was strong on his breath.
“Now, be a good little princess. If you stop your fucking whining I might ungag you, so you can mewl and beg for my cock, beg to be bred, like the little slave you are” His voice was a low, deep growl as he spoke to her, his speech still slurred.
Esther felt her body tremble as she scaredly nodded. Now she just wanted it to be over.
After she confirmed she felt how he leaned back a little, still leaning over her however as he moved his hand to her hip. He held her firmly, and she whimpered lowly as she felt his sharp claws dig into her skin.
She buried her claws into the sides of the barrel as his tip found her entrance, and she tensed up as he pushed his hips forward.
Her tight pussy accepted his cock with little resistance.
His tapered tip forced her open for the rest of his barbed cock to follow, pushing her walls even further than his fingers had done. At least it didn't hurt as the familiar feeling of her pussy's walls being pushed to their limits filled her lower body, the pressure soon spreading. But she still let out a muffled cry as she felt how he pushed himself all the way in to the knot, finally stopping as the thick meaty bulb pushing against her folds.
He paused for a few moments, letting her feel his how his throbbing member made the little soft barbs push against her walls, and as she was still sensitive from her earlier climax she couldn’t help but to squirm in her restraints.
His cock was making her body shiver and buck, and she hated it. Another tear of shame rolled down her muzzle as she kept her head low, especially when she heard his men’s impressed murmurs as his massive cock seemed to just disappear inside the petite fennec.
Esther was still holding on to the barrel as Shomari then began to move. Thrusting and bucking into her while she heard his grunts and growls of pleasure, her lithe body feeling helpless as even the barrel she was tied to rocked and wobbled.
It didn't take him long to have her whining and whimpering as his barbs raked the inside of her walls with each outward pull. The fennec was breathing hard and trembling, and her large breasts tapped lowly against the barrel as his thrusts made her jolt and bounce.
He still had to hold her tail out of the way while his hips smacked against her ass, but she soon felt him lean back from her to thrust harder, almost making the barrel tip over.
The ropes around her wrists, ankles and muzzle hurt as he tugged her helpless body back and forth.
“So fucking tight!” She heard him howl behind her, to the delight of the other men. “I think I will try to knock her up tonight!”
His fucking was building up it's pace as Esther whined and bounced on his cock, the barrel rocking slightly with each thrust. Even if she tried to hide herself, there was no way she could, and all could see her curvy petite body as she was fucked by a monster many times her size.
His barbs raked and scraped against her walls, and the harder and faster he went the more scared and desperate her muffled noises became. His knot hammered against her entrance with loud claps as he pounded against her ass. A few times she was scared the barrel would tip over, so she clung on to it for dear life, her nails leaving trails in the wood before a few of them would break off. But she didn't even notice, all she could feel was his massive, barbed, knotted cock pounding away at her much too small pussy. And all she could hear was his grunts and growls of pleasure, and the men egging him on.
The fennec tried to close her tearfilled eyes, but not even the darkness behind her eyelids could hide her from them.
Suddenly she felt something tighten around her neck, and she was suddenly pulled upward. Her back was forced to arch as Shomari pulled her back into his powerful thrusting, the leash and collar he just put on her straining as he tugged.
“Look at… grrr... her!” He commanded his men, not that they were ever looking away. “This is… hahh… what a g-good bitch is like!… fff... n-no whore in the world has got anything on lil… fffuck!… lil Esther here!”
His comments felt humiliating, but as her head was forced back she couldn’t turn herself away.
Tears were rolling down her cheeks and staining her pale fur, the muzzle around her nose was digging into her skin, and her hair was already a mess from all the pulling and tugging. She knew she looked just as awful as she felt.
Shomari’s growls were getting louder as he pounded his knotted cock into her again and tugged on her leash, making her gasp for air slightly as the collar dug into her throat.
When her head was pulled far enough back, he let go of her tail and ripped the ropes off of her muzzle in one swift, strong motion. The freedom to finally open her mouth made her cry out in surprise, but she silenced herself into submissive whimpers as he leaned over her again.
His hand gripped her breasts, forcefully playing with them as he ran his tongue along her neck. It had barbs, just like his cock.
"Come now... ffff... slave. Let everyone hear you. Let my camp hear you" He commanded with a growl, pinching Esther's tits as he rolled and kneaded her breasts. His hips smacked hard up against hers, his cock making her belly bulge. "I'm not giving you my knot... Hhhhggnnn... u-until you properly beg like...hhh... a bitch in heat"
His rough kneading and pinching of her sensitive mounds made Esther's sob as the sharp pain from his claws shot through her body. When she didn’t answer him immediately he growled impatiently and pulled her head back so hard her back arched again while giving her an especially hard thrust.
Her mouth opened in pain, but the tightening collar around her throat made her unable to let out any sound.
"Be a good bitch!" Shomari roared, nearly knotting Esther with his thrust. "Do you want this knot or not?"
"AHHH! I-I DO!" Esther finally managed to scream out with tears rolling down her cheeks. "I WANT IT! I-I REALLY DO! Hnnn, p... p-please, my lord! I need it! AH!"
She was riding both pleasure and pain, but the shame was definitely still strong as well. When he thrusted into her she could feel his knot slam against her clit and his tip push against her cervix as it struggled to fit, which all made her shudder in pleasure. But then he would pull out, the little downward facing spines on his shaft would scrape against her, almost feeling like little claws tearing at her womanhood, and it made her cry out in pain. His size certainly wasn't helping with that either.
"Please, my lord! PLEASEPLEASEPLEASE! I'M Y-YOUR BITCH! ALL YOUR BITCH! I-I need your knot! M-my lord!"
Her own voice drowned out all the other noises in the tent, apart from Shomari’s victorious roar as she began to scream and plead.
His claws dug into her skin as he grabbed her hips and gave her one last thrust, slamming his hips against her hard enough for that oversized knot to push inside with a wet, loud plop. The force in his thrust would’ve sent both her and the barrel flying if he hadn’t been holding on to her and kept pulling her against him.
Esther’s scream grew louder and her legs began kicking at their restraints as she felt how his knot swelling and throbbing inside her put even more pressure on her delicate pussy’s walls. The sensation was sending a sudden, violent spasm of pain through her tied body, while his swelling knot pressed against her g-spot at the same time.
The result was a loud, long cry of pain from the little helpless fennec, followed by sobs and whines as Shomari kept bucking his hips against her ass with each spurt of cum. Each thrust was accompanied by a snarl and a grunt from the massive beast as he came inside her, with a load that was great enough to make her belly bulge from the sheer mass.
Esther’s body hurt, all from the stinging around her wrists and ankles from the ropes, to the throbbing pain in her womanhood, to the burning in her eyes as she did nothing to hold back the tears. They ran along her delicate muzzle and dripped onto the stone floor, just like the cum that his knot was unable to block dripped down along the barrel’s edge.
Shomari was breathing heavy, growling and laughing drunkenly with pleasure as he loosed his grip around her hips. She could feel how his claws had left marks in her skin, and they still stung even as he ran one of his hands along her back and up to her throat.
She heard his deep, pleased murr as he stroked her throat, just above the collar, while forcing her head back until she found herself looking up at him.
His face was blurry through the tears, but she could still see the malicious grin on his face.
“Hahh… what did I tell you, boys?” He was still breathing heavily as spoke to his men again, not taking his eyes off Esther’s tearstained face. Esther was too scared to avert her eyes. “She sure knows how to take a cock! And she can do this all fucking night!”
He then leaned over her again, until she could feel his rough muzzle brush against her cheek, his sharp fangs lightly scraping along her fur.
“That’s a good princess...” He continued, now speaking in a lower tone to her. His voice sent chills down her spine. “Now, let’s see what else I can tie you up to tonight...”
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