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She was self conscious of the cool feeling between her legs as her, and the lions combined juices slowly evaporated, and both her nipples were pert as the evil dictators siliva had the fur matted down, but what bothered her more was, where she had been daydreaming about Robin, as she walked she felt her mind keep wandering back to the sight of Prince John’s lionhood. She had never ever seen that before. With guilt she kept remembering the warm stretch it had given and the pleasure. \n\nAt the bottom of the stairs she felt a tug at her neck, as the guard smiled…her hips swaying she walked, they were approaching the throne room; she could hear the room filled with members of the court. She tried to resist…to stop but with her hands behind her a sharp tug from the strong guard caused her to stumble. The Guard reached the door and it opened. Marion’s eyes went wide, as more tears streamed down her cheeks, she wanted to sob but the muzzle was as good as the bonds on her hands and except for her soft black nose wiggling, no sound came from Marion. John’s allies stood inside, perhaps 100 of them, and when the doors open, the room went silent. She could feel every eye on her. Maid Marion paraded as the King’s Trophy. With a tug she began to walk thru the center of the silent room. Marion forced herself to glance up into the grinning faces, her tail twitched but held firm, placed there so that Marion could not even hide the modesty of her own anus. After all how often did even lovers look at the actual…exit, and hers was now in display. About half way across the room, one person began to clap, soon joined by more and then Cheers\n\n“LONG live King JOHN!” “HAWW! Another Conquest for the KING!” “Lovely LOVELY! Play with the Lion did we Marion?”\n\nShe endured all the way across the room, as she began to understand, John’s supporters had been dwindling with no gold….but now with her, he had showed them a conquest worth more than gold….\n\nMarion continued thru the castle, commoners and noble alike allowed to look as much as they wanted. When they finally reached John’s bed chamber. They were ushered in by a weasel who took Marion’s leash, and who looked her over admiringly. The Bedchamber was opulent; a big 4 post bed, with silk quilts, and tapestries, all the richest things. Marion had no choice but to stand while the weasel locked the iron shackle tightly around her ankle. And just that easy, she was John’s prisoner. The length allowed her to reach the chamber pot, the Lion’s bed, or the cooking hearth, but beyond that she was chained in the center of the room like a pet on display.\n\nThe weasel nodded to the bedpost and Marion could see 99 marks carved into it. The Lion’s Conquests.\n\n“Now Marion, let me give you some advise. King John can be a great lover, as you have found out, but he is just as capable of knocking you senseless, choking you, or just using you and leaving you wanting. He will have all the pleasure and you will have nothing but work. If you are smart, you will learn what he likes, and anticipate it and feed his ego, I have seen him delight in the hunt, and as you know he is capable of killing or just tormenting, he is a cat after all” he chuckled “you cannot get away, but you MAY be able to influence how he treats the people, after all if his attention is on YOU, he’s not amusing himself with the peasants. Now Kneel”\n\nTears still running down her cheeks she knelt. The weasel considering her “open your knees. The King likes to see his plundered treasures.” \n\nUnable to speak and trussed, Marion could do no more then what the weasel said. Once she was posed, it took perhaps a half an hour when she heard the delighted lion coming. The door opened and the king swept in sitting in a lavish chair and taking out a small dagger began putting notch #100 on the bedpost…Her Notch. As he worked he smiled \n\n“Well Marion, I will make you an offer, I will swear to tell you only the truth if you will do the same, I tire of the verbal sparring, you will not be required to answer…but if you agree when you DO answer it will be the truth, I will agree to the same… what do you say?” He smiled blowing off the wood shaving and admiring the 100th mark, where he had added an “M” under it.\n\nLooking down Marion considered, at least she wouldn’t HAVE to answer slowly she looked up, if only the lion wasn’t so damned…handsome...slowly she nodded.\n\nJohn laughed and sat back “Good Marion, now, I like having you muzzled for now, and I will ask you a few questions, later I will let you ask. I like having shut you up…now nod or shake your head. Do you want this the hard way?”\n\n*shake*\n\n“Easy?”\n\nPause…..*nod*\n\n“Excellent Excellent! Oh see Marion how WELL we get along when we work together. Delightful. Now… I trust even if before you did not know the mechanics of HOW babies come into the world…you do now, and know the significants of the change in your scent recently?”\n\nMarions Eyes widened…Clucky had warned her she was in heat, like a seed placed in the ground, if a male plated his seed….Marion’s body would now be fertilized soil. Slowly she nodded.”\n\nJohn smiled “Excellent” with the vixen still kneeling, he stood and she watched him remove his robe again, he was going to fertilize her again. His back was to her and when he removed the robe...she could see his firm rump…glancing over his shoulder with a smile he lifted his tail and smiled when her eyes widened and she got a sight of his warm opening, the sheer taboo of it exciting her against her will. No Chaperone no one to tell her anything was wrong.\n\nJohn turned and approached her…when he stood before her...she was staring at his groin…his length slowly hardening out of his sheath in anticipation of having her yet again. Once again Marion’s eyes were drawn to the taboo organ. The slender length was fleshy and glistened. John had not cleaned himself since his first time with her, and her scent was all over him, his own sac was moist with her juices, he had really crossed her eyes.\n\n“Have you ever seen Robin, Marion?” he smiled.\n\n*shake*\n\n“Would you like to?\n\nHesitate….*nod*\n\n*Laugh* Granted Marion I will be curious as to your opinion of the two of us. Now….you understand about what I am going to do?”\n\n(Pause) *nod*\n\n“And that I am doing everything I can to get you pregnant”\n\n(a questioning look) *nod*\n\nJohn smiles and gently laid Marion back. Her eyes closed and a tear developed as the lion’s large muzzle enveloped her beast and his tongue began teasing her nipple…causing her body to arch. As he licked and toyed with her, his hand caressing her intimately “you see Marion, You have much to learn, I seduced you…. This time I want rape you, have you bound and helpless so you cannot say no…total control over you, so in the future I can say I did it and got away with it, and then after that, I will have you GIVE yourself to me… and the whole time, YOU…you’re going to help me realize my dream of being King. Richard is being taken care of as we speak, I will tell you how, truthfully, if you wish to ask once I have Robin in my Dungeon. All I need now is an heir by royal blood…Shall we see to that?”\n\nMarion’s body went taught but the bounds held….as she felt the weight of the male atop her. Grinning and practically drooling John spread her legs and entered her again, direct and without any fanfare. Marion felt her body stretched and the warm feeling of fullness she had felt when John took her maidenhead, only this time no pinch. \n\nJohn was like a kid in a candy shop…..his length deep in his enemies girl…he pressed down and felt her beneath him…this time she was silent with the muzzle except of her breathing, pressing in firmly and leaning up, his large tongue slathering over her muzzled face. At first it repulsed her but slowly the broad pink tongue gently licking at her tear stained cheeks…leaving the leather of the muzzle soaked, his warm breath together with that feeling in her thighs stretching her….she wanted to moan and the Lion chuckled, his breath warm on her face… Looking up at him, she could see the anticipation and he nuzzled her large ear, it felt so nice and he whispered “having you once could be considered lucky for me…” he grunted panting in her ear as his climax neared and he chuckled “twice is much more believable that I just out FOXED you and that Fool Robin!” arching his back Marion felt him sped up… the teasing was so nice, and her body betrayed her with another mutual climax….Bound and trussed by John’s hand she felt him climax, his seed spraying deeply in her again….she could hardly catch her breath breathing thru her nose. \n\nJohn smiled relaxing in the warm afterglow….he relaxed atop the bound vixen “that takes care of 2 goals…the next time you will join me in my bed willingly, I can’t wait to see our son” he rested atop her, his length softening within her. He wanted to make sure his Kingly seed stayed right within her. Once he had caught his breath…he raised, and released Marion’s hands. Her hands went to her wet muzzle but it had been locked, and she did not have the key. John lounged and said simply “Make my meal, I’m hungry”\n\nWith the chain about her ankle clinking…Marion went to the hearth, Different of the Lion’s advisors entering and leaving, she had been given nothing more to wear and made The lion a meal…moving beside his throne she knelt to serve it to him. John smiling and equally unclad as he stroked her head like a pet.\n\nMarion heard a commotion and the Sheriff walked in, admiring her kneeling muzzled “We have Robin Sire, he was JUST where she said he’d be. And he is Unharmed.\n\nJohn stood up smiling smugly “EXCELLENT” he rubbed his hands “Let us go pay a visit shall we?’ he said grabbing just his robe and his crown…as they left, Marion still kneeling, still muzzled and chained by her ankle. John looked back just before he shut the door “Oh...Marion…STAY\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Chapter 3

Marion sniffled as she descended the staircase behind the guard, the cool stone against her bare feet, she had only ever felt this before bathing, the stone had a little grit but her foot falls were silent without shoes, she could not wipe her eyes, Prince John was as good with bindings as he was at love making, the leather which bound her hands was soft but they held her wrists together just above her tail root as if they were iron. She was self conscious of the cool feeling between her legs as her, and the lions combined juices slowly evaporated, and both her nipples were pert as the evil dictators siliva had the fur matted down, but what bothered her more was, where she had been daydreaming about Robin, as she walked she felt her mind keep wandering back to the sight of Prince John’s lionhood. She had never ever seen that before. With guilt she kept remembering the warm stretch it had given and the pleasure.  

At the bottom of the stairs she felt a tug at her neck, as the guard smiled…her hips swaying she walked, they were approaching the throne room; she could hear the room filled with members of the court. She tried to resist…to stop but with her hands behind her a sharp tug from the strong guard caused her to stumble.  The Guard reached the door and it opened.  Marion’s eyes went wide, as more tears streamed down her cheeks, she wanted to sob but the muzzle was as good as the bonds on her hands and except for her soft black nose wiggling, no sound came from Marion.  John’s allies stood inside, perhaps 100 of them, and when the doors open, the room went silent. She could feel every eye on her.  Maid Marion paraded as the King’s Trophy.  With a tug she began to walk thru the center of the silent room.  Marion forced herself to glance up into the grinning faces, her tail twitched but held firm, placed there so that Marion could not even hide the modesty of her own anus. After all how often did even lovers look at the actual…exit, and hers was now in display.  About half way across the room, one person began to clap, soon joined by more and then Cheers

“LONG live King JOHN!”  “HAWW! Another Conquest for the KING!”  “Lovely LOVELY! Play with the Lion did we Marion?”

She endured all the way across the room, as she began to understand, John’s supporters had been dwindling with no gold….but now with her, he had showed them a conquest worth more than gold….

Marion continued thru the castle, commoners and noble alike allowed to look as much as they wanted. When they finally reached John’s bed chamber.  They were ushered in by a weasel who took Marion’s leash, and who looked her over admiringly.  The Bedchamber was opulent; a big 4 post bed, with silk quilts, and tapestries, all the richest things.  Marion had no choice but to stand while the weasel locked the iron shackle tightly around her ankle. And just that easy, she was John’s prisoner. The length allowed her to reach the chamber pot, the Lion’s bed, or the cooking hearth, but beyond that she was chained in the center of the room like a pet on display.

The weasel nodded to the bedpost and Marion could see 99 marks carved into it. The Lion’s Conquests.

“Now Marion, let me give you some advise.  King John can be a great lover, as you have found out, but he is just as capable of knocking you senseless, choking you, or just using you and leaving you wanting. He will have all the pleasure and you will have nothing but work.  If you are smart, you will learn what he likes, and anticipate it and feed his ego, I have seen him delight in the hunt, and as you know he is capable of killing or just tormenting, he is a cat after all” he chuckled “you cannot get away, but you MAY be able to influence how he treats the people, after all if his attention is on YOU, he’s not amusing himself with the peasants.  Now Kneel”

Tears still running down her cheeks she knelt. The weasel considering her “open your knees. The King likes to see his plundered treasures.”

Unable to speak and trussed, Marion could do no more then what the weasel said.  Once she was posed, it took perhaps a half an hour when she heard the delighted lion coming.  The door opened and the king swept in sitting in a lavish chair and taking out a small dagger began putting notch #100 on the bedpost…Her Notch. As he worked he smiled

“Well Marion, I will make you an offer, I will swear to tell you only the truth if you will do the same, I tire of the verbal sparring, you will not be required to answer…but if you agree when you DO answer it will be the truth, I will agree to the same… what do you say?”  He smiled blowing off the wood shaving and admiring the 100th mark, where he had added an “M” under it.

Looking down Marion considered, at least she wouldn’t HAVE to answer slowly she looked up, if only the lion wasn’t so damned…handsome...slowly she nodded.

John laughed and sat back “Good Marion, now, I like having you muzzled for now, and I will ask you a few questions, later I will let you ask. I like having shut you up…now nod or shake your head. Do you want this the hard way?”

*shake*

“Easy?”

Pause…..*nod*

“Excellent Excellent! Oh see Marion how WELL we get along when we work together. Delightful. Now… I trust even if before you did not know the mechanics of HOW babies come into the world…you do now, and know the significants of the change in your scent recently?”

Marions Eyes widened…Clucky had warned her she was in heat, like a seed placed in the ground, if a male plated his seed….Marion’s body would now be fertilized soil.  Slowly she nodded.”

John smiled “Excellent” with the vixen still kneeling, he stood and she watched him remove his robe again, he was going to fertilize her again. His back was to her and when he removed the robe...she could see his firm rump…glancing over his shoulder with a smile he lifted his tail and smiled when her eyes widened and she got a sight of his warm opening, the sheer taboo of it exciting her against her will.  No Chaperone no one to tell her anything was wrong.

John turned and approached her…when he stood before her...she was staring at his groin…his length slowly hardening out of his sheath in anticipation of having her yet again.  Once again Marion’s eyes were drawn to the taboo organ.  The slender length was fleshy and glistened. John had not cleaned himself since his first time with her, and her scent was all over him, his own sac was moist with her juices, he had really crossed her eyes.

“Have you ever seen Robin, Marion?” he smiled.

*shake*

“Would you like to?

Hesitate….*nod*

*Laugh* Granted Marion I will be curious as to your opinion of the two of us. Now….you understand about what I am going to do?”

(Pause) *nod*

“And that I am doing everything I can to get you pregnant”

(a questioning look) *nod*

John smiles and gently laid Marion back. Her eyes closed and a tear developed as the lion’s large muzzle enveloped her beast and his tongue began teasing her nipple…causing her body to arch. As he licked and toyed with her, his hand caressing her intimately “you see Marion, You have much to learn, I seduced you…. This time I want rape you, have you bound and helpless so you cannot say no…total control over you, so in the future I can say I did it and got away with it, and then after that, I will have you GIVE yourself to me… and the whole time, YOU…you’re going to help me realize my dream of being King.  Richard is being taken care of as we speak, I will tell you how, truthfully, if you wish to ask once I have Robin in my Dungeon. All I need now is an heir by royal blood…Shall we see to that?”

Marion’s body went taught but the bounds held….as she felt the weight of the male atop her.  Grinning and practically drooling John spread her legs and entered her again, direct and without any fanfare.  Marion felt her body stretched and the warm feeling of fullness she had felt when John took her maidenhead, only this time no pinch.

John was like a kid in a candy shop…..his length deep in his enemies girl…he pressed down and  felt her beneath him…this time she was silent with the muzzle except of her breathing, pressing in firmly and leaning up, his large tongue slathering over her muzzled face.  At first  it repulsed her but slowly the broad pink tongue gently licking at her tear stained cheeks…leaving  the leather of the muzzle soaked, his warm breath together with that feeling in her thighs stretching her….she wanted to moan and the Lion chuckled, his breath warm on her face… Looking up at him, she could see the anticipation and he nuzzled her large ear, it felt so nice and he whispered “having you once could be considered lucky for me…” he grunted panting in her ear as his climax neared and he chuckled “twice is much more believable that I just out FOXED you and that Fool Robin!” arching his back Marion felt him sped up… the teasing was so nice, and her body betrayed her with another mutual climax….Bound and trussed by John’s hand she felt him climax, his seed spraying deeply in her again….she could hardly catch her breath breathing thru her nose.  

John smiled relaxing in the warm afterglow….he relaxed atop the bound vixen  “that takes care of 2 goals…the next time you will join me in my bed willingly, I can’t wait to see our son” he rested atop her, his length softening within her.  He wanted to make sure his Kingly seed stayed right within her.  Once he had caught his breath…he raised, and released Marion’s hands.  Her hands went to her wet muzzle but it had been locked, and she did not have the key. John lounged and said simply “Make my meal, I’m hungry”

With the chain about her ankle clinking…Marion went to the hearth, Different of the Lion’s advisors entering and leaving, she had been given nothing more to wear and made The lion a meal…moving beside his throne she knelt to serve it to him.  John smiling and equally unclad as he stroked her head like a pet.

Marion heard a commotion and the Sheriff walked in, admiring her kneeling muzzled “We have Robin Sire, he was JUST where she said he’d be. And he is Unharmed.

John stood up smiling smugly “EXCELLENT” he rubbed his hands “Let us go pay a visit shall we?’ he said grabbing just his robe and his crown…as they left, Marion still kneeling, still muzzled and chained by her ankle. John looked back just before he shut the door “Oh...Marion…STAY

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