Oliva sighed a bit as she walked along home after a long day at school. London was quite rainy today, with water pouring off the roofs of nearby buildings and into the gutters of the streets. Olivia felt the chill in her skin through her fur and clothes as she pulled her scarf close to her neck.

It had been a month since the events of Ratigan’s attempted coup over the queen and for Olivia and her father, things had mostly settled down. Her father had gone back to making toys and he had insisted that she go to school and learn so she could have a better future, the mouse using some of his income to pay for her lessons. With winter approaching though, they may have to put her classes on hold and focus more on heating and food.

She sighed as she turned a corner, moving into the shadows as a human passed by to avoid being seen and as she did, she felt something prick her arm. She winced a bit, wondering if maybe she had stepped into an exposed wire or perhaps an exposed nail. She blinked a little bit as she saw a small metal cylinder sticking out of her arm with red feathering attached to it, almost like a metal arrow. It didn't seem like an arrow though, it would have done more damage to her if it had been but as she stared at it She felt her senses become sluggish and faded. She staggered a bit, dropping her bag to the ground as she reached for the dart and pulled it from her arm, her vision blurring and becoming hazy. 

Something was wrong, very wrong. What was this dart that it hit her, what had shot it? Where had it come from? She didn't really have much time to think about a lot of these things as her mind began to shut down and she fell forward, slumping onto the ground and fading into unconsciousness. 

As she slipped away into the darkness, a male rat stepped out from the shadows, wearing black glasses and a bandana over his snout, carrying a sleek and futuristic looking rifle. He picked up the dart and chuckled a bit before saying, “sleep tight little one.” 

He picked her up and put her over his shoulder, slinging the rifle over onto his back before heading into the alleys and making his way to a pre-designated drop-off point. When he arrived,he found a mouse standing there in jeans and a long sleeve shirt, tapping away on a pad. He looked up as the hunter approached and he smiled before saying, “You got her. Well done.” He moved over towards the hunter and put the pad away into a pocket on his pants before reaching out for the girl. The rat smirked and held the girl back before saying, “money first. I'm not going to be an idiot and give over my only bargaining chip.”

The mouse glared at him before saying, “You agreed to a job at a fixed pay, a job that you have done. Give me the girl and I will pay you.” The rat chuckled again and then shook his head before taking a step back and saying, “I don't think so, I think she's worth a bit more than what you offered.” He pat Olivia on the ass and said, “Besides, I’ve got the weapon you gave me, what are you going to do?” The mouse looked at the rat before pulling the pad out of his pocket and saying, “Damn primitives…”

The rat looked like he was about to say something smug when the mouse pushed a button on the pad. The rifle on his back glowed red before exploding, cutting the rat in half and causing his lifeless corpse to fall onto the ground, the mouse girl dropping onto the ground, covered in blood and gore. He bent over to pick her up, tucking her under his arm as he said, “I swear, the number of times I've attempted to get help from a primitive local population and they always try to do shit like this. Can't hold to a bargain for anything.” He turned on his heel and carried Olivia away to a house, the door of which opened of its own accord, sliding open to reveal a metallic interior, dimly lit and quiet.

As the door closed, the doorway and the building itself rippled before fading away into nothingness, the building being nothing more than an illusion to hide the ship that this individual had come in on. He was not from this world, as evidenced by his technology, something that the inhabitants of this world were likely never to have encountered. He walked through the halls of his ship until he reached the guest quarters and handed Olivia to a mouse shaped android and said, “Get her cleaned up and wash her outfit. I'm fairly certain that my son would not appreciate her being in this state when he sees her.” The android curtsied before saying, “Of course master. I will make sure that she is presentable to the young master.” It walked into the nearby bathroom, carrying young Olivia along with her and the door closed behind them. With them busy, the male mouse shook his head and sighed before heading up into the cockpit, piloting the ship up and out of the atmosphere, heading off into space and passing by first the Moon and then the red planet that orbited at the fourth position. As he was approaching the gas giant in the fifth position of the solar system, he inputted a couple of commands on his console and opened a circular rift in space-time, revealing a new area just beyond, another reality. He flew through it, back into the Fractalverse and he noticed that the federation did not seem to be on patrol in this area right now.

Feeling relieved at that, he then input the commands to activate the ship's engines and fired off into space, entering into warp. It was fortunate that there were no patrols. The Federation, a large multi universe coalition of races that operates in the Fractalverse did their best to make sure that undeveloped universes, like the one Olivia came from, were not exploited. His ship was not built to accommodate the stealth technology that others had so it would have been a lot more difficult for him to get away.

The trip back didn't take very long, usually about a day or so depending on where you were in the galaxy, and soon enough the ship came out of the warp jump over a small icy blue planet where the city lay. Sitting in the cockpit, the mouse smiled a little bit as he observed the area around the planet, taking note of the fact that he had the good fortune of arriving before anyone else. Sometimes when arriving in orbit around this planet there would be other ships floating around it, waiting for their turn to dock. He piloted the ship down towards the planet, passing through the atmosphere and heading off towards a lone landing pad out in the middle of a vast ice and snow covered tundra, with only a single worn down wooden shack sitting in the snow a few dozen yards away.

With a solid thump, the ship landed on the landing pad and he got up, stretching broadly before heading down into the cargo hold where he found Olivia and the Android waiting for him. Olivia was awake now and looker terrified, unsure of what to do or what was going on. She had woken up hours earlier in an unfamiliar place, surrounded by unfamiliar things, with a metal person talking to her and she knew immediately that she was not safe anymore. She had to have been kidnapped, and the best approximation that she could think of as to what was happening was that she had been loaded onto a ship and was being sailed out across the sea. But none of it was quite right from what she expected. 

She couldn't help but feel a sense of relief when she saw the mouse walking down the stairs from the elevator to the cargo floor and asked, “Who are you, where am I, what's going on?” The mouse smiled as he approached her and then said, “Hello Olivia, my name is Terrance, and I have brought you away from your home to your new home. My son will be quite happy with you.” That fleeting relief at seeing another living person faded as Olivia realized that the metal person that she had been was not her kidnapper but the mouse was instead. She shook her head and backed up, trying to move but found it to be impossible as the Android put her hand on Olivia's shoulder and stopped her from moving.

“Why did you do that? Why did you kidnap me?” Olivia's cries of panic and fear were something that Terrence was very familiar with, having experienced it before several times now. He crossed his arms and regarded her with an unsympathetic look as he said, “Quite frankly I did it because my son wanted it. You weren't really anything special that I would have found attractive, or even all that entertaining. But I didn't do it for me.” He walked over to a locker near the exit ramp and opened it to pull out two polar suits, one in an adult size for himself and the other one in a child size for Olivia. He tossed it over to her and demanded that she get dressed. She regarded him uncertainly before complying, hoping that by being obedient that she would be able to avoid problems until Basil came to save her. Surely somebody would have noticed that she had missed coming home and would be looking for her. And Basil was the greatest detective she knew, surely he would be able to figure out where she was and save her.

She did wonder why she needed something so heavy and warm, surely if she had been loaded onto a ship and sailed off somewhere she could getting out in some place like New York, or maybe even India. However she couldn't have been more wrong when the door opened, hissing slightly as a pulled upwards and the loading ramp lowered down to the ground, revealing a vast icy wasteland as far as the eye could see, stretching off to the horizon before being broken up by occasional hill or mountain, with no trees, no settlements, no people, no anything. 

Terrence grinned a little bit at the stunned look on Olivia's face as he guided her off the ship and down onto the landing pad. He motioned to the wide expanse of snow and ice and said, “You want to try running, go right ahead.” Olivia knew better, she may not have been familiar with snow covered tundras like this, but she understood enough to know that there was no food and no help out there. She'd seen people freeze to death in the cold before to know that without finding shelter she wouldn't stand a chance. She gulped in nervous worry as she clutched close to Terrence who grinned and rubbed her head before leading her along to the shack.

It may not have looked like much but this shack was the entrance into the city, the only entrance and as he would not have looked like that from the outside. He moved her into the shack and had her stand in the middle of the room while he walked over to an old and decrepit looking electrical panel and opened it, reaching inside to push a small red button that was hidden just out of sight. The floor shook and trembled before sinking down slightly and beginning to lower down into the ground. Olivia swayed as the floor moved and fell onto her butt, looking around fries as she hadn't expected the floor to move. 

Not long after they had started moving down, the city came into view, after having only traveled a couple of miles down through the ice a vast cavern opened up revealing the city of sin. Garret’s City was the only place in the Fractalverse that offered controlled access to crime and criminal activities, allowing for things that polite society would call evil or wrong. If was a large city, residing in this cavern carved out of the ice and protected by an energy shield that spawned over the roof of the cave that kept both the ice and scans from touching the city. The shield also was programmed to mimic the sky and time of day, with the shield reflecting a dark sky dotted with stars, stars that Olivia couldn't recognize.

Terrence reached out to grab her hand and held it firmly, squeezing it as he said, “Stay close to me, don't want you falling.” Olivia squeezed his hand instinctively as the elevator lowered itself down to the ground. It took another couple minutes for it to finally reach the ground, miles deep into the ice. Once it came to a stop, Olivia found herself standing in a shielded area with a door that led into an area called, “Customs.” She looked up at him and asked, “Where are we?”

The male mouse grinned and said, “We are home. Come on, let's get checked in and I’ll take you to the house.” He led her to the door, which swooshed open automatically and guided her inside. The room was big, stylized like a mix between an office and an airport terminal. It had one desk, several large tables, and a guarded door at the other end of the room with scanners on either side. Olivia has never seen so many unusual things in her entire life, but that paled in comparison to the person sitting at the desk.

Sitting at the desk was a creature in the shape of a woman but being comprised entirely of an amber colored gel. The goo girl was sitting at the desk, watching a movie on her computer and wearing a simple outfit consisting of a shirt and pants. She looked over at Terrance and Olivia as they stepped into the room, her golden eyes reflecting the light a bit as she sat up and said, “Nice to see you Terry. Who's the girl? Product or friend?”

Terrance pulled Olivia forward who was digging in her heels, wanting to stay away from the living jelly and he said, “Product, at least until my son decides what he wants to do with her.” He sighed and picked up Olivia, carrying her the rest of the way and he set her down on the nearest table with a thump and held her by the scruff, keeping her from moving far.

The girl got up and said, “Mkay. Let's see what we got.” She picked up a hand device and a pad and walked over to Terrance, her boobs and butt jiggling a long with the rest of her body as she moved. Olivia gulped and said, “Don't hurt me please miss jelly monster.” The goo girl snorted at that and said, “I won't sweetie, I don't hurt product. And my name is Lillian.” She tapped on the pad and then held out the hand device, scanning over Olivia. After a few moments she nodded and said, “I see, earthborn mouse morph, standard germs and diseases, what fracture is she from?” Terrance supplied the designation and Lillian input it and Olivia felt like her head was going to explode. Fracture, weird goo people, was this hell? Did she die?

She gave Terrance a pleading look for an explanation and he looked back at her while Lillian went to her desk and came back with a small blue pill and a glass of water. Before Terrance could say anything, Olivia was offered the pill and water, “Here you go sweetie, take this. Can't have you contracting something.” Olivia looked at the pill and asked, “It’s medicine?”

Lillian nodded and explained, “Yes, it is. We give them to new arrivals so that things like small pox, malaria, typhoid, and so on, don't get into the city. It’ll just get rid of all the diseases in your body.” Olivia couldn't help but feel a little insulted by that, did she look like a plague rat? Still, it felt like a better idea to comply rather than argue so she took the pill and swallowed it with some water. Lillian then took the glass back and returned with a stamp in her hand before saying, “Alright Terry, she's registered to you.” She reached out and before Olivia could move she stamped the back of her hand, making her jump.

The stamp was in the shape of a lizard-like head surrounded by chains and Lillian said, “Alright, you two are done. I hope she brings you some value.” She pat Olivia on the head and produced a lollipop for her, what made Olivia jump slightly at the slight of hand. She took it with shaking fingers as Terrance helped her down and said, “Alright, now I can take you home.”

Olivia looked up at Terrance and then asked, “Really? You'll take me home now? I'm really afraid of all of this.” Terrance chuckled a little bit before pushing the door open and saying, “You are home, I'm just taking you to your new house in this place. You're not going back to your little shit hole of a planet anytime soon.” Olivia felt her heart drop a little bit and looked down at the floor before shuffling out through the door and following after Terrance.

The city itself was something that she had never expected to see, the closer she got to it the more alien didn't and weird it looked to her. On the outskirts of the city there were buildings that were familiar to her, made of stone and wood, looking like houses that she traditionally understood with what looked like stores here or there for buying groceries and other goods. But as they got closer to The center of town, she began to see things like buildings made of glass and steel, large buildings that stretched up into the sky, and buildings that had fences of light around them with unusual and scary looking individuals standing on either side of doorways or gates. 

She was fortunate enough to have arrived at the city at a point where it was asleep, while there was some activity it was not nearly as much as it would be during the day. The shielded ceiling above reflected stars and nebulae from the sky above, leading nighttime down in this city for people to understand when it was time to rest. Not having a clock or any idea of what time it was in this area, Olivia could only guess. They passed by a bar, which seemed to be the only active place to her eyes. The laughter and noise coming from it was something she understood, it was familiar to her, that is until she saw a girl, no older than she was, walk out the front door and lean against a wall nearby.

She was dressed in only a thong and string bikini top with a frilly lace collar around her neck with a shiny black gemstone in the center that glowed slightly. The girl looked even more like a harlot than some of the girls that Olivia had seen in passing on her way home from school. She looked up at Terrance with a look of worry. Had he brought her to this place to fill a similar role, to pleasure others?

He glanced back down at her and smiled a bit before saying, “Pretty observant. Don't worry, I don't think my son's going to let that happen. Although he might, I don't know.” As they walked along they eventually came to a large thoroughfare which could only be described as a Town square. It was a large circular area that encompassed the center of the city with many other roads going off from it down other pathways. There were some stalls here or there being manned by individuals who were getting them set up for the morning, food stalls mostly but a few others that were selling small packages and vials. In the center of the town square was a large manor house, a mansion, One that had a large expensive garden and was surrounded on all sides by a powerful laser defensive screen and patrolled by guards. It was a fortress within the fortress and Olivia wondered if perhaps this was where Terrance lived. She made to walk towards it and Terrance squeezed her hand and steered her away as he said, “That's where Garret lives. He runs the place, hell he owns the place. You're not going there unless I sell you to him.” 

She looked up at Terrance and nodded before following him as he guided her around her house and towards a street that was back behind it. The street headed deeper into the city, and into another neighborhood and after walking down the road for a little while he finally turned onto a small side road and finally arrived at a small townhouse made of brick with a porch in front. He climbed up the steps and as he did Olivia remarked, “It's so quiet here. I mean, I'm assuming that this place is a city of criminals, I expected it to be chaotic and scary.”

Terrence looked back at her, smiling a little as he pulled her up to the porch and then said, “A city doesn't run on anarchy, neither does a business. Even criminals need rules, we just tend to like the ones that allow us to do the things we want. Those guards you saw are Garret’s private security force, they keep the peace. Now come on.”

He hugged her to the door and pressed his thumb against a small panel beside the door. There was a beep and the door unlocked, which he pushed open and guided Olivia over the threshold. Some might have wondered why she was being so passive about this, reality was, she understood the position that she was in, she was in a completely foreign environment, surrounded by things that she didn't understand, with no real way of being able to effect an escape. Kicking and screaming would just make things worse for her. 

She stepped over into the threshold followed by Terrance who closed the door behind her with a soft click. The house was very comfortable, The floor of the entryway and the hall was made of wood with a little rug going down the whole thing, the living room to the left had a carpeted floor with a couch, armchair, and television, the dining room to the right, with a kitchen attached to it, very familiar to everything that she knew, if more modern. There was a set of stairs heading up to the second floor which Olivia was led to and walked up as Terrence said, “My son is probably asleep. I'm going to have you go into a room and wait there while I go wake him up and get him ready. Then we'll decide what happens to you.” Olivia gulped audibly and nodded at that.

Terrence chuckled a bit, patting her on the head before heading to the stairs and disappearing from sight. Olivia considered her next move at that, having been left alone, maybe she could take a chance and try to escape. But that idea quickly deflated in her mind. Even if she did get out of the house, the entire city was full of criminals or criminals supporting other criminals. As much as she hates it, right now, she was safe, she was away from the people in the city who could hurt her. But even if she did manage to get through all of that and get back to the surface, there was no way she could walk home, or walk to the coast and get a boat. She would just have to hope that Basil would find and rescue her. He had to know that she was missing by now, he had to be on her heels now.

Lost in her thoughts, she didn't notice when Terrence came back into the room and jumped when he snapped his fingers to get her attention. She looked over at him and he said, “Come with me.” He took her by the hand and led her upstairs to the second floor, down a hall to a room which he opened and led her into. It was a large parlor by the looks of it, with a fireplace, carpet covered floor, coffee table, couches, and chairs. She felt right at home in this room, but it was the other person in the room that caught her eye.

Sitting in one of the arms chairs was another mouse, a boy who looked to be a couple years older than she was. He had steel grey fur flecked with spots of white with a long bald tail that draped onto the floor beside him. He was dressed only in his underwear and his hazel eyes were staring at her intently, a hungry look in his eyes. He smiled a bit and said, “Oh wow, you are cute…but you don't need to wear that polar suit. Go ahead and take it off.” He grinned a bit and Olivia flinched a bit, looking a little uncomfortable, not liking the look in his eyes as he said, “Come on baby, I want to see you strip.”

Olivia gulped and shook her head before saying, “N-no, I am going to keep it on thanks. I'm…cold.” She pretended to shiver, trying to look innocent and unsure but she knew that look, she knew what he wanted. She had seen that hungry look in the eyes of sailors as she had passed by on the way home. The mouse boy chuckled a bit before saying, “Oh, well, if you're sure. Oh, where are my manners, come on, sit, let's have a drink. My name is Thomas.” He reached down beside the chair and pulled up a bottle of cider and two glasses. He popped the cork off the bottle and poured himself a glass and her one. He offered it to her and Olivia looked at it before shaking her head, looking nervous as she said, “No thank you. I’m not thirsty. Um…why am I here?” She looked at him, expecting him not to answer and he shrugged before saying, “You are here to be my bride. I am going to make you mine, if I like you enough.”

Olivia could feel the colour draining from her face as she looked at him, trembling as she asked, “And if you don't like me?” Thomas smiled wickedly and gestured to the wall, “Then I am going to sell you on the market. Simple as that. After I’ve had my fun that is.”

Olivia looked worried at that idea, the thought of being sold on the slave market terrified her, but the idea that he would hurt her wasn't much better. She huffed a bit and began to take off the polar suit, making sure to leave on the school clothes that had been cleaned and returned to her. Once she had the suit off, she tossed it to the side and said, “There, happy now?”

Thomas mmm'd as he looked her over and said, “Oh wow, dad really did it, he got a cutie for me. Strip naked, I wanna see what you look like nude.” Olivia winced at that as though she’d been yelled at and said, “No, I won't. I am not going to get naked for you.” She crossed her arms and glared at Thomas and then said, “Any minute now, Basil will come through that door and save me, the police will come and then you'll be sorry.”

Thomas looked a little surprised at that, having no idea who this basil was or what she was even talking about. All he had been told when he woke up was that his dad had gotten him a nice girl. He assumed by her tone and by what she was saying that it was a friend of hers, probably somebody involved in law enforcement but that really didn't matter much. He considered for a moment and then got up before saying, “I think I'm going to go talk to my dad about that. It's very possible he's already done something about Basil.”

Olivia looked skeptical at that and watched him as he walked towards the door and left the room. There was no way that he could have possibly done anything to Basil, Basil escaped a death trap designed by a super genius, there was no way that some random person could be able to do anything against him. She huffed and crossed her arms before dropping into an armchair and waiting for him to come back, and also waiting for basil to kick the door down and rescue her. A few moments later Thomas returned, carrying a pad with him as he said, “yep, my dad did something about that. 

He walked over towards her and handed her the pad. She took it, not having any idea what it was and looked at the screen, gasping in horror as she saw Basil, Dawkins, and her father, all tied up and gagged, looking unconscious in a room that she didn't recognize. Her heart sank and her blood ran cold at the idea that her best friend and the smartest man she knew could have been beaten by this boy's father before he had taken her. She worried about if he was okay and quickly looked up at Thomas before saying, “please don't hurt them, I'll do whatever you ask.”

Thomas smiled at that and pointed at her clothes before saying, “What I want is for you to get naked. Come on, play nice with me, and they won't get hurt.” He smiled and she gulped audibly, realizing that it was now down to her to keep Basil protected and safe. She set the pad down on the floor before getting to her feet and hesitating for a moment before she reached up and began to undress. 

She shivered as though cold, though it was fear and worry that got to her as she pulled her shirt off and tossed it to one side, revealing her smooth belly and tender nipples, her skin unblemished and unharmed. She tossed her shirt to one side before pushing her skirt down to the floor along with her underwear, before stepping out of the clothing and looking uncertainly at him, her immature pussy in full display to him as her tail curled protectively around her leg, “There…I did as you asked…”

Thomas beamed at her, looking at her bald and tender cleft of Venus, so beautiful and sexy to him. He wanted so badly to touch her, but he wanted to do this right. He smiled and then said, “You're very pretty. A lot prettier than I thought you'd be. Why don't you relax okay? Take a drink please and we can talk okay?” He offered her the drink that he had tried to give her earlier. 

Olivia looked at it and asked, “It's not poisoned is it?” Given the fact that he had apparently captured Basil and Dawkins and her father, she really couldn't be sure what he was capable of. He looked at her and then said, “Why would I do that? I mean I like you, and I wanted to know you and be close to you. Why would I want to kill you?” Olivia hesitated and then felt a little embarrassed at that. I mean it was true that he hadn't tried to hurt her yet, and if he really did just want to get to know her, killing her with poison would be a bad idea. 

She reached out and took the drink, sitting back down in her chair before sipping at it, feeling a bit more relaxed as the cool apple juice quenched her thirst, a thirst that she didn't even realize that she had. She finished the glass quickly and then set it down before asking, “I'm really curious, why did you target me?” Thomas looked at her and said, “Well it wasn't you particularly, I've been looking for a girlfriend. And I don't get very many options out here. At least none that haven't been used to hell and back. Speaking of which, are you a virgin?” 

Olivia went bright red at that and then nodded slowly before putting her glass down and asking, “Well then why didn't you just go somewhere else, did you really have to go through all of this?” Thomas considered the question and then said, “Well I mean, with what my dad does for a living, going somewhere isn't exactly an intelligent thing to do.” He looked at her expectedly and she wondered why he was gazing at her so intently, shifting uncomfortably in her seat as she asked, “So what's next?”

The truth was, Thomas was expecting something. The apple juice had been spiked, but not with poison, with something else, something more appropriate for what he had in mind.

It wasn't long before Olivia began to shift in her seat a little bit, a flush building in her cheeks as she squirmed and said, “I feel…hot. I don't understand what's happening…” Thomas smiled at that, this is exactly what he was expecting. He was a little concerned that the aphrodisiac wouldn't work on her but it turns out it was. 

He got up from his seat, setting his glass down before moving over towards her and putting a hand to her head, looking as though he was concerned about maybe she had a sickness or a fever, but of course that was impossible. Olivia squirmed a little at his touch, looking unsure as she asked, “Am I sick? I don't think I am. They gave me medicine for that.”

Thomas grinned and then said, “Well if it's not sickness, maybe it's something else, maybe you're just excited.” Olivia regarded him and shook her head vehemently, why would she be excited? What could she possibly be excited for. Before she could say anything though, she felt something touch her womanhood and a shiver ran down her spine that made her moan softly, soft and tender like a butterfly upon a lilly. Thomas smiled a bit, sliding the tip of his tail over her pussy gently and she looked down at where he was touching her, her blush increasing in intensity as she asked, “What are you doing? What is this I'm feeling?”

Thomas smiled as she seemed to forget the situation that she was in, focused on this new experience and he said, “That's pleasure. Feels good doesn't it?” He moved closer and knelt down beside her, reaching a hand down to rub over her womanhood and she squirmed, panting heavily as she said, “Ngh…ah…st– don't touch me…”

Her pussy tingled and moistened as he pushed against her, leaning in to kiss her. She eeped in surprise as his lips pressed against hers, her heart skipping several beats, a rush of lust and desire surging through her. She whimpered as the burning need in her girlhood grew stronger with each passing second, her whole body buzzing as she painted and pushed against him. Her actions were half to push him off and half to push into his affections, her tail swishing around through the air eagerly.

He finally broke the kiss, grinning as he pressed his forehead against hers and said, “I have a confession to make…your family and friends are fine.” He pushed a button on the pad and the hologram of her friends and family disappeared and she glared at him as she said, “You have a really stupid way of trying to court a girl. Letters and gifts would have been fine.” She huffed and crossed her arms, trying to ignore the burning need in her loins as he said, “Well…then maybe you can teach me to be better.”

He looked at her and after a moment she shifted uncomfortably in her seat as she said, “Maybe…but um…can we…can you rub me more?” She really needed to get this feeling under control and he seemed nice enough. She couldn't blame him for a bad upbringing. He smiled at that, eager to oblige her as he reached between her legs and rubbed over her pussy once again. His fingers slid around her clit, framing it between his digits as his fingertips slid down the length of her labia, the girl panting and moaning softly as she watched him,a dark blush building in her cheeks from the heat of her arousal.

Thomas looked like he was enjoying himself as much as she was, his own erection twitching eagerly, ready to breed with her, ready to be buried into her warmth, to feel her sex around his. He licked his lips and kissed her again, Olivia leaning into the kiss this time, losing herself in the pleasure of the moment as her pussy begged for more, more than just this touching. She looked into his eyes as he broke the kiss and she said, “I…I need more.”

He didn't need to ask what she meant by that as he nodded and took her by the hands, pulling her to her feet from the chair. “Well, then let's return to my room. We can continue there.” He held her hand firmly, squeezing it between his fingers as he made his way out of the lounge and back into the main hall. From there, he guided her up the stairs and down the hall before opening his bedroom door and pulling her in.

She barely got a glimpse of his messy bed and the naked girl posters on the wall before he was kissing her again, pulling her into his arms and rubbing his cock against her belly. She was so soft, so warm, unlike any girl that he had been with. It was so different from any girl that he had been with. 

If he was honest with himself, everything about this situation was different, she was mesmerizing to him, a soft and tender beauty that didn't want to be here, but was willing to be here for the right reasons, his own moral compass may have been skewed but even he could see that. And maybe it was the drugs in her system, but she hadn't been trying to escape when she realized that her friends and family were fine. Maybe there was something more to it…

Olivia kissed him back, rubbing his arms gently as she did. She was angry at him, him and his father, but, maybe she could do some good. He was kind of cute, and honestly, he had a lot more to offer her than most of the guys back home. Maybe in a way she could help him to become a better person, maybe she could help her father. But right now what she really wanted to do was get rid of that annoying itch in her loins, that burning need that was building in her that she really couldn't explain.

She broke away from the kiss and backed up against the bed before laying down across it as she said, “I've never done anything like this before, but I think I really need it.” Thomas giggled a little bit as he climbed onto the bed and took position over top of her, leaning down to lick over her nipples, moaning faintly as he did. She moaned as well, her flushed cheeks warming even more. 

“Mmf…that's…mmmm.” She really didn't have any words for it, it seemed too excite her, to inflame her passions and her desires, her body tingling with pleasure as she moved a hand down to rub over his shaft, stroking it from tip to base and back again. She had never thought she would touch a male like this, it was so unusual, so hard and strong…

Thomas of course was now fully done with the foreplay as he shifted on the bed and spread her legs, getting into position and smiling down at her. He licked his lips and then bent over to kiss her before whispering, “This is going to sting a little bit.” Olivia nodded and understood, wrapping her arms around his shoulders as she allowed him to proceed. 

He gripped her legs and pushes forward, sliding into her pussy, feeling it stretch over his cock, her warmth a blazing fire to his loins, igniting a desire in him unlike any he’d had. He slammed forward, driven by lust and she yelped as he took her virginity, her eyes watering as her pussy throbbed with a deep ache. She gasped and gripped him tight, squeezing his shoulders hard, her claws digging into his skin.

He held there for a moment, letting the pain fade, or trying to anyway. It was so hard to not fuck her senseless, his hips twitching in a desire to breed her, his tail lashing around behind him. He grinned as he asked, “Ready?” Olivia gulped and nodded, knowing that it would unleash him.

With that slight dip of her head, he threw himself into it like a male possessed, kissing her fiercely as his hips drew back and slammed forward, his balls slapping against her loins with a hearty plap that filled the room. He picked up speed quickly, hips pistoning away into her, the mattress scooting back across the bed into the wall as he grunted in exertion. Olivia's world exploded with passion and desire, pleasure slamming into her like a brick as he mated with her. She had never known such pleasure, never known such passion.

He was like a feral beast, taking what was his, claiming what he wanted, and her body couldn't help but receive him. “Oh God! Oh…mmfffuck! Oh!” She moaned out and gasped, her pussy quivering and clenching, sailing right into her first climax as she squealed in pleasure, squirting out her femcum against him and gasping for breath as she tried to control herself.

It was impossible, what girl could resist these pleasures, what girl could resist the call of nature to breed and be bred? She panted, her voice and words devolving into incoherent babbling and moaning as Thomas continued to passionately rail her, his eyes drinking in her pleasured expression, her lustful moans music to his ears.

His legs ached, his back tensed, but slowing was out of the question, he needed this, he wanted this. He wanted to see her squeal, to scream, to unleash a tide of pleasure onto her. His balls quivered and tensed, squeezing closer to him, aching from the feverish slamming into her pussy.

“Close…close…I’m…” he gasped out, growling and groaning. He bent over and kissed her again, wrapping his tail around hers as he pushed more, pushed closer. Finally, he could hold it no longer and he roared as he slammed in one final time, forcing her to a second climax as he came himself. White lights popped into his vision from the effort, his nuts clenching and his cum blasting into her, filling her with all that he had.

His breath came in ragged gasps, his body quaking and aching as he came, finally coming down from his orgasmic high and collapsing against her. She also breathed hard and fast, gasping for air as she instinctively hugged him, her body burning with heat as she felt the ache in her loins from the pounding and felt so deeply satisfied by it.

Minutes rolled by as the two of them struggled to regain composure, struggled to regain their senses and eventually, Thomas grunted out, “W..wow…that was…amazing.” It really was. With any other whore, it was just a game, just pleasure, but with her, it was different, more natural and intimate. Olivia nodded, managing to find her voice as she croaked, “Yeah…it was.”

She closed her eyes as he rolled onto the bed beside her, slipping out of her pussy and snuggling her. She snuggled him back and after a moment of silence she said, “I think we both could do with a nap…we’ll get to know each other better later.

Thomas was well ahead of her,as a gentle snore came from him. She giggled and booped him on the nose before snuggling up beside him and letting exhaustion take her.

Perhaps this would be okay after all.