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I would love to have art work to catch your eye, but I write I do not draw. this is VERY X-rated, I originally posted on FA, but since they went \"Pro Censorship\" and seeing as characters will soon be used that could be viewed as \"cub\" all postings will now be here", "description_bbcode_parsed": "I have seen so many artists do "Robin Hood" from the Disney film...Be warned this is not a story where the Hero wins.  I would love to have art work to catch your eye, but I write I do not draw. this is VERY X-rated, I originally posted on FA, but since they went "Pro Censorship" and seeing as characters will soon be used that could be viewed as "cub" all postings will now be here", "writing": "The Alternate Robin Hood\n\nThe following is a not for profit “Furry” fiction that is meant as a “what if” and occurs in the Disney version of “Robin Hood” It is an adult work (meant purely for entertainment) and starts with the pretense of “What if” this was not a child’s work, That Prince John, were an actual Villainous, cunning and Fit Lion (morph) and not a thumb sucking moron.\n\nThe setting is about Midpoint of the story; Robin has pretty much Robbed Prince John to poverty. Prince John, knowing, but unable to prove Maid Marion’s complicity, has locked her in the Tower of Nottingham, for her own “protection” However Robin is not yet aware of this. Marion, compelled to play the loyal servant of the Crown is unconvinced but accepting and even gracious, and so it begins.\n\nChapter 1\n\nPrince John sat miserable on the Throne, the crown of his hated brother, King Richard, fit his brow nicely. His rich purple robes, trimmed in white sable, gave him no warmth and his sandaled feet tapped the stone under them, his leonine tail tip flicking in annoyance. A knock sounded at the door to the throne room and John sat up, his growing mane ruffled against his Tawny Fur \n\n“Who is it?” he drummed his ringed fingers against the arm of the Throne in annoyance.\n\nThe Door cracked open and the slithering form of Sir Hiss entered, his thick green body undulating muscularly, a small cape just behind his head with the shock of blond hair showing out from under his hat the feathered plume at a jaunty angle, within a coil a scroll with a waxen seal on it.\n\nJohn sat up feet on the floor. “Hiss, what do you want, I thought you said when you hypnotized Richard, that fool brother of mine, to go on that crusade, I would be able to get his throne, now look at me Penniless and humiliated by that ROBIN Hood.”\n\nHiss slithered up beside his King’s feet, though Hiss was the only one to call him King “Ssssire… itssss a message from the Crusades! Your Brother has been CAPTURED.\n\nJohn sat up, his heart pounding, an opportunity dropped in his lap, and snatching the scroll he quickly broke the Seal and read it.\n\n“Nottingham: We have your King, unless a ransom of 50,000 gold is paid, we will return your King to you as a very literal Lion skin rug”\n\nJohn crushed the note in his hand, his claws puncturing the parchment “Hiss! Who else knows about this?”\n\nHiss blinked “No one sssire, the Message was given to our man, from the Moorsss directly, and they sealed it before he looked at it. He knew not what he carried.\n\nJohn paced thinking quickly, dropping the note for Hiss to read “And Robin…does Robin Hood know of this? He could pay the ransom with MY money”\n\nHiss looked bewildered, reading it “No..Sire...how could he? The Messenger came straight here.”\n\nJohn smiled darkly “No, I am not leaving this to chance; we have to make sure Robin will not interfere. Oh what a MERRY Christmas THIS is going to be!”\n\nHiss looked up “But how sssire, we do not know where the Bandit IS, I take it you’re not going to pay the ransom?\n\nJohn chuckled with a smile “Of course I am not going to pay, they will rid me of Richard FOR me, with Richard gone I will have a LEGAL claim on the Throne.”\n\nHiss nodded “except sire, you have no Heir or link to another in a Royal family, without clear title, your throne could be contested by other knights, the only one who could give you that is Maid Marion, in a public wedding, she would have to bear you a son, and what about Robin?\n\nJohn smiled “what about him in deed, Yes I think I can take care of both, I think it is time I paid Maid Marion a Visit.” Hiss followed as the lion made his way to the stairs, watching the lion take the parchment and toss it into the fireplace, waiting for it to be consumed before he continued.\n\nChapter 2\n\nMarion sat in the lonely, but comfortable room in the tower. The heavy Oaken door bolted shut, outside a Buzzard guard stood ready with a sword, while inside, her one companion, a Buzzard Guard with a cross bow up on a high Balcony. It had been early morning when the Guard had awakened her, and her Chaperone, and lady in waiting, Clucky. It was not unreasonable in times of strife to seclude Ladies in a tower, and Prince John, much as she hated to admit it, had the authority, though this was the first time she could remember since Childhood not being with Clucky.\n\nHe had been getting ready to go visit Robin, in Sherwood Forrest and had placed on her best Pink silk gown. Now she sat on the ledge of the one window, down in the courtyard, Clucky was building a Snowman with her young rabbit friend, Skippy. Distracted, she did not hear the rasp of Iron on Iron as the door was unbolted.\n\nJohn turned the key in the door, looking at the Guard he said “NO one is to enter” adding with a chuckle “though I find nothing wrong with watching.”\n\nWhen he entered, Marion was sitting on the window sill….unaware that the rising sun was shining thru the sheer silk. He could see a perfect silhouette of the vixen’s smooth shapely body, her tail close to her leg in the long pink gown. Her ears holding up the soft light silk of her head piece. He watched her for several minutes before clearing his throat, his own royal robe snuggled nicely about his own frame, his tail tip trailing out the back.\n\nMarion heard the voice and turned to face the Princely Lion, and John cast a lustful eye on her narrow hips as the sun shown from behind her. It took a moment before she bowed low to the Prince “Hello PRINCE John” She nodded briefly as she watched Hiss slither in and with a smug smile coil to the side to watch.\n\nHer whole tone annoyed him, the way she said PRINCE, most others cow towed to him and at least called him Sire, but she always sought to remind him she did not feel he was King. Still courtly manners required her to bow before a higher rank, so he let her stay there for now, he rather fancied her at his feet anyways. “Oh come now Marion, “he said nonchalantly, in his rich deep voice and he walked around her “For all intents and purposes, I AM the King, I Rule…. I have the ability, and Richard is NOT coming back.\n\nMarion held her curtsey courtly manners required it, she smoldered a little, she was deliberately not giving her leave to rise as he walked around her, as if inspecting a fine horse. “Prince John, I know you’d never want anything to happen to your brother, the King.”\n\nJohn moved over to cup Marion’s chin, lifting her eyes, she felt the soft, warm fur of her lower jaw as a single claw from his forefinger gently caressed her cheek, as he looked deeply into her eyes. Marion was surprised at the strength, but gentleness of his hand, the soft warm leather pads on his palm…and the caress of the claw almost made her loose her balance as it sent a minor electrical shock thru her spine that she normally only felt in Robin’s arms. \n\nHe held her a moment at arm’s length and smiled releasing her chin and offering the back of his hand to her, which she kissed…and he bade her rise. “Marion, why do you resist me so, if we speak HONESTLY for a moment, I know you know the whereabouts of Robin.\n\nMarion gave an innocent look, as she replied “Prince John….surely you do not think a Lady of the COURT would consort with outlaws.”\n\nJohn smiled and slowly moved toward Marion… backing her toward the corner where the window met the wall. Marion looked up at the huge lion… she came up to below his shoulders and looked up into the thin black lips of his muzzle, seeing the sharp feline fangs jutting below the lips. When she felt her back against the wall…John continued until his front, was pressed gently against her chest. Nervous Marion looked left and right, to the right the window, she went to move left and John’s arm shot out, trapping her in the corner.\n\nMarion looked up confused, as John smiled down…gazing at her, She became aware of his thick musky scent of male lion, her heart beat faster, half with fear...but half with…something else… Marion felt the cool stone press against her back, and the warm Lion against her front.\n\n“P…Price John…w w what are you doing?” Marion trembled, but she wasn’t afraid of him…why did her voice and body tremble.\n\nJohn chuckled in his deep rich voice “why Marion, I thought that much would be Obvious” taking the back of his hand and gently caressing her cheek, noting with amusement and interest that the vixen didn’t pull away, though her hands pushed weakly against his chest. Marion was a virgin, well, he suspected a virgin, a question he sought to have answered shortly, but John had become a master with females. He had notched his bedpost with every lady and tart in the kingdom, a place he hoped to soon put Marion, if Robin was a master of the Bow, he was a master of lust “I want you to marry me.”\n\nMarion stared up into the lions muzzle her mouth half open “P… prince John, I am FLATERED…b...but” she grunted as she pressed weakly against the lions bare chest… his chest was bare...why was he not wearing a tunic, she felt his warm...strong arm slip around her waist to where the base of her tail was.\n\n“Sire, Marion” John said smoothly “Call me your Sire…” he smiled\n\nMarion persisted “O...only the KING m...may give away my hand” \n\nJohn smiled smugly “Correct” and leaned in he felt Marion give a half hearted push against him before their lips met. Like a lion of old stalking its prey, John pressed his soft lips to hers, and sealed them…his arousal in his robes jumping as he heard her murr softly. She began to timidly return the kiss… her hands moving to rest on his shoulders under his kingly robe. John held the kiss as they shared breath…his tongue moving to brush her lips as he used his hand to gently cup her rump and massage her tail base thru the thing Silk.\n\nMarion’s ears rang, and she could hear her pulse pounding in her ears. The velvet tongue of the lecherous lion His breath from his nose was warm, his lips soft, the feel of his hand at the base of her spine, This was like when she Kissed Robin only….more. Robin had never used his tongue in such a way and this was new…exotic she had never thought John capable of such…. She parted own her mouth and allowed their tongues to touch, and was satisfied to see John’s look of surprise, but it was short lived as the lion’s hand slid up her waist to openly cup her breast, so unexpected by Marion that her knees buckled, and she had to cling to him warmly.\n\n“Yes slut” John thought feeling her warm against him Stalking closer for the kill, using one claw starting at her neck, he began to slide down the front of her Bodice, The dress Robin had given her. He felt her stiffen\n\n“N…no…. John…d…Don’t…..” her head over the lions shoulder, resting warmly. She could see Sir Hiss and the guard, smiling as they watched.\n\n“Shhhhhhhhh Marion…. Just relax, after all we wouldn’t want anything to happen to Young Skippy and that meddling chicken, Clucky would we?”\n\nMarion glanced down where the two were having a snowball fight in the snow and felt the cool air on her bare breast as the gown began falling away. John used the claw to gently circle the Areola and the moan from Marion could be heard down to the ground floor of the Castle. Several other guard grinning “Looks like Ol John has another conquest.” one said looking up the stairs.\n\nJohn pulled back a little. His claws quickly shredding what was left of the offending silk, and gently tugging her scarf off her ears, leaving her in just her fur. Her body was as magnificent as he had imagined, sweetened by the thought that, if he was right and Marion a virgin, he was seeing a sight not even that damned fox Robin had seen. John paused, his nose sniffing, oh this was too good, he could scent her, Marion was in HEAT, and her lions were as wet as a fresh caught fish, she was ripe to have his offspring!\n\nMarion panted her head swimming as she felt the air on her, her nipples hard and erect as she panted. She knew she should call out…or run but she stood there Dizzy,\n\nJohn smiled, his plan going exactly according to plan….he stepped back and let his robe fall open. \n\nMarion looked at the locked door, and when she looked back she gasped, John stood before her, his rope open, a proud spike standing out from his sheath, his warm tawny balls soft before him, she had never seen a male without their clothes before, and she could not take her eyes away. Again her heart sped up and now, curiosity.\n\nJohn chuckled, her reaction was perfect for a virgin, yes Robin, you robbed from me now *I* am going to rob from YOU. “You like what you see Marion, as you can see I am Kingly in more ways than one.”\n\n“Go ahead Marion” He chuckles “you may touch it.”\n\nMarion knew she shouldn’t but forgetting the others in the room, she slowly reached out, and gently, it was warm, firm, like a strong muscle. It was not…dirty or repulsive, and she stared with wide eyes as she touched it, it pulsed, she could not take her eyes off of it.\n\nJohn had not been this excited since his first conquest, the feel of Robin’s love gently circling her fingers around his lionhood, the buttery soft, warm, leathery palm of her hand, this was going to be QUITE worth it. Marion standing in a puddle of her shredded gown, and now, between her legs she was getting dripping wet, but he could not give her time to recover, to think or consider. Moving in he ducked his head and ran his tongue over the bare breast, and up her neck to her chin causing her to moan again and to gently embrace his mane and held him to her breast. He murred warmly and made sure her chest was well wetted, nuzzling and licking the soft pouting breasts much to Marion’s delight before standing, and gently raising her as their bodies moved, the lion moving in for the Kill, as he brought his sword up to her sheath.\n\nMarion had one last protest, weak as it was “N…no I…shouldn’t….”\n\nJohn moved to her entrance, feeling her soft folds against his tip “No...you shouldn’t but you will…you see I need an heir, and you will provide me with it” teasing his length, his hand slipping to her thigh to lift her leg, leaving her mound exposed and unprotected. John grinned as her hands went back to his shoulders and he let the robe slip off, leaving them both naked. John thought to himself “Now to storm your fortress Marion”.\n\nMarion looked a little panicked, this was going so fast. John leaned in and wetly licked her ear whispering “Shhhhhhhh Marion… Let it happen, you cannot stop it anyways… Now…you will feel a pinch.”. The Lion leaned in and penetrated smoothly but firmly, and was elated to feel the warm rip of Marion’s Maidenhood. Even as he sheathed his sword fully, his mind was on Robin “YESSSS!” he hissed in his mind like Sir Hiss. “That’s one thing you will NEVER have Robin…I got to her first.”\n\nTo Marion there was a brief pinch, like John had described… followed by pleasant feeling of stretching and the lion’s velvety soft sheath pressing up from below her against her own soft fold as their two lower bodies kissed below, without even thinking the shock of pleasure that ran thru her caused her to reach around the lion and hug herself close. She completely forgot about the Snake and Buzzard watching as the 2 nobles began to rut. John leaning down to nip at her neck as he withdrew and thrust home again. \n\nFor Marion, she cling feeling the hard muscles beneath the soft lion fur, her thighs wide open and the Lion prince plundered her like a battering ram at the gates of a castle. With each thrust she grunted loudly. Hiss and The guard grinning as they watched John Rise and fall, his tail flicking as he held Marion pinned against the wall.\n\nIt only took moments for Marion to experience the first climax of her life, her hands pulling John closer and she molded to his body her eyes close as she panted “yessss…Ahhhhhhhh…f…feels so GOOD.”\n\nJohn whispered back as he continued his assault “yesss Marion I know…WELL worth the wait.” The Lion could play women like harps, and Marion was particularly easy being inexperienced, when she had reached her 3rd Climax, he moved with her feeling her clench as he withdrew and then relax to allow his sword back in. When she climaxed, her inner muscles pulling even harder, her pressed as deep in her as he could and released his princely seed, pulsing firmly as they held together. Marion made no move to shop him, and it took several minutes before she caught her breath and relaxed, John chuckled darkly and as he softened, stepped back and let Marion slowly sink to the floor., casually retrieving his robe as Marion sat dizzy at his feet.\n\n“That, Marion, was WELL worth the wait…” he chucked as Sir Hiss, and the Sheriff stepped up beside him. \n\nMarion looked confused as she fought to regain her senses the 3 males staring down at her completely naked, her thighs now wet, the white fur soaked, with the remnants of the Lon’s essence. She moved to grab the remnants of her gown to cover herself but John kicked it away “No need for modestly now Marion, Thank you, now you’re going to provide me with Robin’s location and agree to marry me.\n\nMarion looked up “What? I..I won’t”\n\nJohn chuckled and gripped her lower jaw firmly forcing her to look up at him “Oh yes you will” he had to hurry before she had time to regain her wits “You will or else I will turn you out, an Unwed mother, Someone who the Sheriff saw tarrying with another male WITHOUT the King’s permission, and that my dear Marion, is treason, not to mention what will POOR Robin think?”\n\nMarion looked about her eyes wide “But… I might not BE pregnant!”\n\nJohn chuckled “true, but if you seek to Marry Robin, he will know, and who said I will let you go before you begin showing, it IS winter, not many visitors, or maybe I will put you in the guard barracks for their entertainment.”\n\nMarion’s eyes widened “You…you WOULDN’T!”\n\nJohn leaned in seriously “oh yes I WOULD… We can do this 2 ways Marion… Easy….or Hard. If I can’t have you, everyone will. “\n\nMarion tried to think, her breathing slowly leveling out “But….I’m not gonna let you KILL Robin...”\n\nJohn sat down in a chair crossing his ankles his robe open, his spike soft now and slowly withdrawing into his wet sheath. “I will make you a deal Marion, cooperate now, and you have my word, Robin will not be killed, and I will even release him once I am king and you have provided me with an Heir.\n\nMarion looked around, but she knew she was trapped, her only hope now would be that Richard would make it back, Robin would try to come for her, and be captured, killed, or find out what she just” she felt so guilty because the simple fact was, that was more pleasure then she ever knew. Then she looked out at Skippy and Klucky, he could easily threaten them. Slowly her Head lowered tears dripping down her cheeks, “V…very well Sire…I accept.”\n\nJohn’s heart thrilled, she had called him Sire “Better Marion, now tell the Sheriff WHERE Robin is and where my GOLD is!”\n\nMarion looked up...her soft breasts pouting her eyes filled with tears “there….is a cave, behind the waterfall of the river that goes thru Sherwood, he…he’s there. There is a back entrance behind the Hill, Little John usually guards it, they have been using a lot of wine in the winter, to keep warm…He’s the only Guard.”\n\nJohn looked at the Sheriff who nodded “I know of where she speaks.” John nodded “bring Robin in chains, if he has more than a minor wound, I will make sure you take all winter to die.” The Sheriff nodded and departed.\n\nJohn chuckled “Stand Marion.”\n\nSelf consciously the Vixen got to her feet, and John moved toward her, not in the least concerned if his rope was open or not. She felt him grip her arms and tug them behind her back. Marion looked over her shoulder as she felt soft leather bindings slip around her wrists “W…What are you doing, I told you I would...do as you wish.”\n\nJohn cinched her wrists just above her lovely tail “and so you SHALL Marion, this is for me, do not think our love making will be like your first time, I needed the information from you, this is just because I think you will look lovely trussed up.” He smiled as he reached for a collar.\n\nMarion’s eyes widened “But…”\n\nJohn reached over and snapped the collar around her neck, locking it, she then felt him grip her tail...and lock the tip of it against the back of her neck. He then looked at the guard “Take her down to my bed chambers, you will find a chain with an ankle shackle, lock her in it, I am trying to have a child so I will want to bed her again before Robin get’s here, I won’t take a chance until her belly begins to show with my offspring.”\n\nMarion protested “you will walk me thru the castle in naught but my FUR? But I am a lady…”\n\nJohn cut her off, picking up another leather Item “NO Marion, weather you’re a Whore, or my consort is completely up to you, Do not think I cannot change my mind about Robin, if you intend on just laying there, while I take you, I will change our agreement, you’re going to amuse and arouse me and be ATTENTIVE, willing and enthusiastic, As for your traipsing thru the castle naked, It will do my reputation well…and yours no harm, I think some of those moans were heard in FRANCE” he chuckled producing a leather Muzzle.\n\nMarion blinked “wha…MUMMPH” as the soft leather was slid over her muzzle and secured around and behind her head and John chuckles “oh yes, I have waited a LONG time to get the LAST word Marion…. Now get to my bed chamber and if you’re a GOOD vixen I won’t make you sleep on the stone floor.” he then attached a leash to the collar. Then he handed the end to the Buzzard “make sure you go thru the main throne room” he chuckled. And watched as the naked vixen departed, her tail tied as it left her anus exposed as she began following the guard down the circular staircase. John took some wine and smiled It had been a GOOD day, a VERY good day.\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "The Alternate Robin Hood

The following is a not for profit “Furry” fiction that is meant as a “what if” and occurs in the Disney version of “Robin Hood” It is an adult work (meant purely for entertainment) and starts with the pretense of “What if” this was not a child’s work, That Prince John, were an actual Villainous, cunning and Fit Lion (morph) and not a thumb sucking moron.

The setting is about Midpoint of the story; Robin has pretty much Robbed Prince John to poverty.  Prince John, knowing, but unable to prove Maid Marion’s complicity, has locked her in the Tower of Nottingham, for her own “protection” However Robin is not yet aware of this.  Marion, compelled to play the loyal servant of the Crown is unconvinced but accepting and even gracious, and so it begins.

Chapter 1

Prince John sat miserable on the Throne, the crown of his hated brother, King Richard, fit his brow nicely. His rich purple robes, trimmed in white sable, gave him no warmth and his sandaled feet tapped the stone under them, his leonine tail tip flicking in annoyance.  A knock sounded at the door to the throne room and John sat up, his growing mane ruffled against his Tawny Fur

“Who is it?” he drummed his ringed fingers against the arm of the Throne in annoyance.

The Door cracked open and the slithering form of Sir Hiss entered, his thick green body undulating muscularly, a small cape just behind his head with the shock of blond hair showing out from under his hat the feathered plume at a jaunty angle, within a coil a scroll with a waxen seal on it.

John sat up feet on the floor. “Hiss, what do you want, I thought you said when you hypnotized Richard, that fool brother of mine, to go on that crusade, I would be able to get his throne, now look at me Penniless and humiliated by that ROBIN Hood.”

Hiss slithered up beside his King’s feet, though Hiss was the only one to call him King “Ssssire… itssss a message from the Crusades! Your Brother has been CAPTURED.

John sat up, his heart pounding, an opportunity dropped in his lap, and snatching the scroll he quickly broke the Seal and read it.

“Nottingham:  We have your King, unless a ransom of 50,000 gold is paid, we will return your King to you as a very literal Lion skin rug”

John crushed the note in his hand, his claws puncturing the parchment “Hiss! Who else knows about this?”

Hiss blinked “No one sssire, the Message was given to our man, from the Moorsss directly, and they sealed it before he looked at it. He knew not what he carried.

John paced thinking quickly, dropping the note for Hiss to read “And Robin…does Robin Hood know of this? He could pay the ransom with MY money”

Hiss looked bewildered, reading it “No..Sire...how could he? The Messenger came straight here.”

John smiled darkly “No, I am not leaving this to chance; we have to make sure Robin will not interfere. Oh what a MERRY Christmas THIS is going to be!”

Hiss looked up “But how sssire, we do not know where the Bandit IS, I take it you’re not going to pay the ransom?

John chuckled with a smile “Of course I am not going to pay, they will rid me of Richard FOR me, with Richard gone I will have a LEGAL claim on the Throne.”

Hiss nodded “except sire, you have no Heir or link to another in a Royal family, without clear title, your throne could be contested by other knights, the only one who could give you that is Maid Marion, in a public wedding, she would have to bear you a son, and what about Robin?

John smiled “what about him in deed, Yes I think I can take care of both, I think it is time I paid Maid Marion a Visit.”  Hiss followed as the lion made his way to the stairs, watching the lion take the parchment and toss it into the fireplace, waiting for it to be consumed before he continued.

Chapter 2

Marion sat in the lonely, but comfortable room in the tower. The heavy Oaken door bolted shut, outside a Buzzard guard stood ready with a sword, while inside, her one companion, a Buzzard Guard with a cross bow up on a high Balcony.  It had been early morning when the Guard had awakened her, and her Chaperone, and lady in waiting, Clucky.  It was not unreasonable in times of strife to seclude Ladies in a tower, and Prince John, much as she hated to admit it, had the authority, though this was the first time she could remember since Childhood not being with Clucky.

He had been getting ready to go visit Robin, in Sherwood Forrest and had placed on her best Pink silk gown.  Now she sat on the ledge of the one window, down in the courtyard, Clucky was building a Snowman with her young rabbit friend, Skippy.   Distracted, she did not hear the rasp of Iron on Iron as the door was unbolted.

John turned the key in the door, looking at the Guard he said “NO one is to enter” adding with a chuckle “though I find nothing wrong with watching.”

When he entered, Marion was sitting on the window sill….unaware that the rising sun was shining thru the sheer silk. He could see a perfect silhouette of the vixen’s smooth shapely body, her tail close to her leg in the long pink gown.   Her ears holding up the soft light silk of her head piece. He watched her for several minutes before clearing his throat, his own royal robe snuggled nicely about his own frame, his tail tip trailing out the back.

Marion heard the voice and turned to face the Princely Lion, and John cast a lustful eye on her narrow hips as the sun shown from behind her.   It took a moment before she bowed low to the Prince “Hello PRINCE John” She nodded briefly as she watched Hiss slither in and with a smug smile coil to the side to watch.

Her whole tone annoyed him, the way she said PRINCE, most others cow towed to him and at least called him Sire, but she always sought to remind him she did not feel he was King. Still courtly manners required her to bow before a higher rank, so he let her stay there for now, he rather fancied her at his feet anyways. “Oh come now Marion, “he said nonchalantly, in his rich deep voice and he walked around her “For all intents and purposes, I AM the King, I Rule…. I have the ability, and Richard is NOT coming back.

Marion held her curtsey courtly manners required it, she smoldered a little, she was deliberately not giving her leave to rise as he walked around her, as if inspecting a fine horse. “Prince John, I know you’d never want anything to happen to your brother, the King.”

John moved over to cup Marion’s chin, lifting her eyes, she felt the soft, warm fur of her lower jaw as a single claw from his forefinger gently caressed her cheek, as he looked deeply into her eyes.  Marion was surprised at the strength, but gentleness of his hand, the soft warm leather pads on his palm…and the caress of the claw almost made her loose her balance as it sent a minor electrical shock thru her spine that she normally only felt in Robin’s arms.

He held her a moment at arm’s length and smiled releasing her chin and offering the back of his hand to her, which she kissed…and he bade her rise. “Marion, why do you resist me so, if we speak HONESTLY for a moment, I know you know the whereabouts of Robin.

Marion gave an innocent look, as she replied “Prince John….surely you do not think a Lady of the COURT would consort with outlaws.”

John smiled and slowly moved toward Marion… backing her toward the corner where the window met the wall. Marion looked up at the huge lion… she came up to below his shoulders and looked up into the thin black lips of his muzzle, seeing the sharp feline fangs jutting below the lips.  When she felt her back against the wall…John continued until his front, was pressed gently against her chest.  Nervous Marion looked left and right, to the right the window, she went to move left and John’s arm shot out, trapping her in the corner.

Marion looked up confused, as John smiled down…gazing at her, She became aware of his thick musky scent of male lion,  her heart beat faster, half with fear...but half with…something else… Marion felt the cool stone press against her back, and the warm Lion against her front.

“P…Price John…w w what are you doing?” Marion trembled, but she wasn’t afraid of him…why did her voice and body tremble.

John chuckled in his deep rich voice “why Marion, I thought that much would be Obvious” taking the back of his hand and gently caressing her cheek, noting with amusement and interest that the vixen didn’t pull away, though her hands pushed weakly against his chest.  Marion was a virgin, well, he suspected a virgin, a question he sought to have answered shortly, but John had become a master with females. He had notched his bedpost with every lady and tart in the kingdom, a place he hoped to soon put Marion, if Robin was a master of the Bow, he was a master of lust “I want you to marry me.”

Marion stared up into the lions muzzle her mouth half open “P… prince John, I am FLATERED…b...but” she grunted as she pressed weakly against the lions bare chest… his chest was bare...why was he not wearing a tunic, she felt his warm...strong arm slip around her waist to where the base of her tail was.

“Sire, Marion” John said smoothly “Call me your Sire…” he smiled

Marion persisted “O...only the KING m...may give away my hand”

John smiled smugly “Correct” and leaned in he felt Marion give a half hearted push against him before their lips met. Like a lion of old stalking its prey, John pressed his soft lips to hers, and sealed them…his arousal in his robes jumping as he heard her murr softly. She began to timidly return the kiss… her hands moving to rest on his shoulders under his kingly robe.  John held the kiss as they shared breath…his tongue moving to brush her lips as he used his hand to gently cup her rump and massage her tail base thru the thing Silk.

Marion’s ears rang, and she could hear her pulse pounding in her ears.  The velvet tongue of the lecherous lion  His breath from his nose was warm, his lips soft, the feel of his hand at the base of her spine,  This was like when she Kissed Robin only….more. Robin had never used his tongue in such a way and this was new…exotic she had never thought John capable of such…. She parted own her mouth and allowed their tongues to touch, and was satisfied to see John’s  look of surprise, but it was short lived as the lion’s hand slid up her waist to openly cup her breast, so unexpected by Marion that her knees buckled, and she had to  cling to him warmly.

“Yes slut” John thought feeling her warm against him Stalking closer for the kill, using one claw starting at her neck, he began to slide down the front of her Bodice, The dress Robin had given her. He felt her stiffen

“N…no…. John…d…Don’t…..” her head over the lions shoulder, resting warmly. She could see Sir Hiss and the guard, smiling as they watched.

“Shhhhhhhhh Marion…. Just relax, after all we wouldn’t want anything to happen to Young Skippy and that meddling chicken, Clucky would we?”

Marion glanced down where the two were having a snowball fight in the snow and felt the cool air on her bare breast as the gown began falling away. John used the claw to gently circle the Areola and the moan from Marion could be heard down to the ground floor of the Castle.  Several other guard grinning “Looks like Ol John has another conquest.” one said looking up the stairs.

John pulled back a little. His claws quickly shredding what was left of the offending silk, and gently tugging her scarf off her ears, leaving her in just her fur.  Her body was as magnificent as he had imagined, sweetened by the thought that, if he was right and Marion a virgin, he was seeing a sight not even that damned fox Robin had seen.  John paused, his nose sniffing, oh this was too good, he could scent her, Marion was in HEAT, and her lions were as wet as a fresh caught fish, she was ripe to have his offspring!

Marion panted her head swimming as she felt the air on her, her nipples hard and erect as she panted. She knew she should call out…or run but she stood there Dizzy,

John smiled, his plan going exactly according to plan….he stepped back and let his robe fall open.  

Marion looked at the locked door, and when she looked back she gasped, John stood before her, his rope open, a proud spike standing out from his sheath, his warm tawny balls soft before him, she had never seen a male without their clothes before, and she could not take her eyes away. Again her heart sped up and now, curiosity.

John chuckled, her reaction was perfect for a virgin, yes Robin, you robbed from me now *I* am going to rob from YOU. “You like what you see Marion, as you can see I am Kingly in more ways than one.”

“Go ahead Marion” He chuckles “you may touch it.”

Marion knew she shouldn’t but forgetting the others in the room, she slowly reached out, and gently, it was warm, firm, like a strong muscle. It was not…dirty or repulsive, and she stared with wide eyes as she touched it, it pulsed, she could not take her eyes off of it.

John had not been this excited since his first conquest, the feel of Robin’s love gently circling her fingers around his lionhood, the buttery soft, warm, leathery palm of her hand, this was going to be QUITE worth it.  Marion standing in a puddle of her shredded gown, and now, between her legs she was getting dripping wet, but he could not give her time to recover, to think or consider.  Moving in he ducked his head and ran his tongue over the bare breast, and up her neck to her chin causing her to moan again and to gently embrace his mane and held him to her breast.  He murred warmly and made sure her chest was well wetted, nuzzling and licking the soft pouting breasts much to Marion’s delight before standing, and  gently raising her as their bodies moved, the lion moving in for the Kill, as he brought his sword up to her sheath.

Marion had one last protest, weak as it was “N…no I…shouldn’t….”

John moved to her entrance, feeling her soft folds against his tip “No...you shouldn’t but you will…you see I need an heir, and you will provide me with it” teasing his length, his hand slipping to her thigh to lift her leg, leaving her mound exposed and unprotected.  John grinned as her hands went back to his shoulders and he let the robe slip off, leaving them both naked. John thought to himself “Now to storm your fortress Marion”.

Marion looked a little panicked, this was going so fast.  John leaned in and wetly licked her ear whispering “Shhhhhhhh Marion… Let it happen, you cannot stop it anyways… Now…you will feel a pinch.”. The Lion leaned in and penetrated smoothly but firmly, and was elated to feel the warm rip of Marion’s Maidenhood. Even as he sheathed his sword fully, his mind was on Robin “YESSSS!” he hissed in his mind like Sir Hiss. “That’s one thing you will NEVER have Robin…I got to her first.”

To Marion there was a brief pinch, like John had described… followed by pleasant feeling of stretching and the lion’s velvety soft sheath pressing up from below her against her own soft fold as their two lower bodies kissed below, without even thinking the shock of pleasure that ran thru her caused her to reach around the lion and hug herself close. She completely forgot about the Snake and Buzzard watching as the 2 nobles began to rut.  John leaning down to nip at her neck as he withdrew and thrust home again.  

For Marion, she cling feeling the hard muscles beneath the soft lion fur,  her thighs wide open and the Lion prince plundered her like a battering ram at the gates of a castle. With each thrust she grunted loudly.  Hiss and The guard grinning as they watched John Rise and fall, his tail flicking as he held Marion pinned against the wall.

It only took moments for Marion to experience the first climax of her life, her hands pulling John closer and she molded to his body her eyes close as she panted “yessss…Ahhhhhhhh…f…feels so GOOD.”

John whispered back as he continued his assault “yesss Marion I know…WELL worth the wait.” The Lion could play women like harps, and Marion was particularly easy being inexperienced, when she had reached her 3rd Climax, he moved with her feeling her clench as he withdrew and then relax to allow his sword back in. When she climaxed, her inner muscles pulling even harder, her pressed as deep in her as he could and released his princely seed, pulsing firmly as they held together. Marion made no move to shop him, and it took several minutes before she caught her breath and relaxed, John chuckled darkly and as he softened, stepped back and let Marion slowly sink to the floor., casually retrieving his robe as Marion sat dizzy at his feet.

“That, Marion, was WELL worth the wait…” he chucked as Sir Hiss, and the Sheriff stepped up beside him.  

Marion looked confused as she fought to regain her senses the 3 males staring down at her completely naked, her thighs now wet, the white fur soaked, with the remnants of the Lon’s essence.  She moved to grab the remnants of her gown to cover herself but John kicked it away “No need for modestly now Marion, Thank you, now you’re going to provide me with Robin’s location and agree to marry me.

Marion looked up “What? I..I won’t”

John chuckled and gripped her lower jaw firmly forcing her to look up at him “Oh yes you will” he had to hurry before she had time to regain her wits “You will or else I will turn you out, an Unwed mother, Someone who the Sheriff saw tarrying with another male WITHOUT the King’s permission, and that my dear Marion, is treason, not to mention what will POOR Robin think?”

Marion looked about her eyes wide “But… I might not BE pregnant!”

John chuckled “true, but if you seek to Marry Robin, he will know, and who said I will let you go before you begin showing, it IS winter, not many visitors, or maybe I will put you in the guard barracks for their entertainment.”

Marion’s eyes widened “You…you WOULDN’T!”

John leaned in seriously “oh yes I WOULD… We can do this 2 ways Marion… Easy….or Hard. If I can’t have you, everyone will. “

Marion tried to think, her breathing slowly leveling out “But….I’m not gonna let you KILL Robin...”

John sat down in a chair crossing his ankles his robe open, his spike soft now and slowly withdrawing into his wet sheath. “I will make you a deal Marion, cooperate now, and you have my word, Robin will not be killed, and I will even release him once I am king and you have provided me with an Heir.

Marion looked around, but she knew she was trapped, her only hope now would be that Richard would make it back,  Robin would try to come for her, and be captured, killed, or find out what she just” she felt so guilty because the simple fact was, that was more pleasure then she ever knew. Then she looked out at Skippy and Klucky, he could easily threaten them. Slowly her Head lowered tears dripping down her cheeks, “V…very well Sire…I accept.”

John’s heart thrilled, she had called him Sire “Better Marion, now tell the Sheriff WHERE Robin is and where my GOLD is!”

Marion looked up...her soft breasts pouting her eyes filled with tears “there….is a cave, behind the waterfall of the river that goes thru Sherwood, he…he’s there.  There is a back entrance behind the Hill, Little John usually guards it, they have been using a lot of wine in the winter, to keep warm…He’s the only Guard.”

John looked at the Sheriff who nodded “I know of where she speaks.”  John nodded “bring Robin in chains, if he has more than a minor wound, I will make sure you take all winter to die.”  The Sheriff nodded and departed.

John chuckled “Stand Marion.”

Self consciously the Vixen got to her feet, and John moved toward her, not in the least concerned if his rope was open or not. She felt him grip her arms and tug them behind her back. Marion looked over her shoulder as she felt soft leather bindings slip around her wrists “W…What are you doing, I told you I would...do as you wish.”

John cinched her wrists just above her lovely tail “and so you SHALL Marion,  this is for me, do not think our love making will be like your first time, I needed the information from you, this is just because I think you will look lovely trussed up.” He smiled as he reached for a collar.

Marion’s eyes widened “But…”

John reached over and snapped the collar around her neck, locking it, she then felt him grip her tail...and lock the tip of it against the back of her neck. He then looked at the guard “Take her down to my bed chambers, you will find a chain with an ankle shackle, lock her in it, I am trying to have a child so I will want to bed her again before Robin get’s here, I won’t take a chance until her belly begins to show with my offspring.”

Marion protested “you will walk me thru the castle in naught but my FUR? But I am a lady…”

John cut her off, picking up another leather Item “NO Marion, weather you’re a Whore, or my consort is completely up to you, Do not think I cannot change my mind about Robin, if you intend on just laying there, while I take you, I will change our agreement, you’re going to amuse and arouse me and be ATTENTIVE, willing and enthusiastic, As for your traipsing thru the castle naked, It will do my reputation well…and yours no harm, I think some of those moans were heard in FRANCE” he chuckled producing a leather Muzzle.

Marion blinked “wha…MUMMPH” as the soft leather was slid over her muzzle and secured around and behind her head and John chuckles “oh yes, I have waited a LONG time to get the LAST word Marion…. Now get to my bed chamber and if you’re a GOOD vixen I won’t make you sleep on the stone floor.” he then attached a leash to the collar.  Then he handed the end to the Buzzard “make sure you go thru the main throne room” he chuckled. And watched as the naked vixen departed, her tail tied as it left her anus exposed as she began following the guard down the circular staircase. John took some wine and smiled It had been a GOOD day, a VERY good day.

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