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This is a commissioned piece. Snaklu belongs to FoxButtLewd. If you'd like to get some work done from me, please consider checking out my Linktree.

Posted using PostyBirb", "writing": "Snaklu shudders under the imposing and looming form of the bandit leader. The bard stares up at the feral eyes of the gnoll and licks his lips, letting out a frustrated sigh. “If I am to venerate you,” he says, placing a hand over the blade-wielding paw, “Then I should be free to do so without threat of violence.”\n\nThe gnoll’s growling breaths slow down, his eyes refocusing, his smile going from manic to more genuine. “Ah… you’re right…” he says, plopping himself back onto the mattress, laying on his back. “But realize that you cannot overpower me nor escape. I have far too many companions for you to sneak past.” He chuckles as he places his knife off the side, lying back with his hands supporting his head. His cock playfully bounces up to attention as he nods toward the kobold. “Come on, my pet—show me your unfettered devotion. Show me that you love your new lot in life.”\n\nSnaklu licks his lips, crawling up along the mattress. He reaches far in front of himself, practically dragging his seemingly spent body up along the sculpted legs of his captor, his eyes fluttering, his death a dreamy, almost musical sigh. He pushes his chest forward, arching his neck, stretching his back, and rubbing against the gnoll’s thighs. “Master…” he breathes.\n\nThat cock twitches, standing tall in great spite of the force of gravity, drooling with anticipation for the attention it was soon to receive.\n\nFingers stroke up past the thigh and to that pubic area, slipping up along the shaft and over that tapered head, picking up some of the semen to slime down the shaft. “I cannot think of a better fate for a foolish traveler than I,” Snaklu sighs. “A lifetime of servitude—no longer needing to think, no longer needing to worry, only living to please you.”\n\nHis master shifts, pushing his hips forward and closing his eyes. “Hah… yeah… that’s the stuff. You keep praising me, and I might make you a favored wife!”\n\n“I’d love that. Let me please you, my future husband.”\n\nAnd with that, Snaklu leans down, hissing out his tongue, tickling the tip as he tastes the precum.\n\n“Nnrr…!”\n\n“That’s right, master, my god,” Snaklu praises. “Enjoy…”\n\nWhile Snaklu’s honeyed words should be enough to placate the hyena for a time, he moves on from them to attempt a different approach. His muzzle lowers, swallowing the cock. Without the knife at his throat, he can take more of it in with slower and more deliberate action, taking more and more in, pushing himself up so that his head can tilt back, giving the cock an unimpeded time slipping down his throat.\n\nThe more it fills Snaklu’s gullet, the more he stretches around it, feeling his body accommodate for the sleeving of that impressive and destructive member. If the bandit had decided to get rougher with him, he may very well have been ripped apart, his esophagus a stretched and useless tube.\n\nHe shudders at the thought.\n\nThe gnoll shudders in his response, twitching and thrusting his hips upward.\n\n“Gglk!”\n\n“Something the matter?” the gnoll says. “You’re doing such a wonderful job so far, my cocksleeve wife.” He curls up, not supporting himself but reaching and grabbing Snaklu by the back of the head.\n\nSnaklu opens one eye, his cheeks puffy as he is pushed down against the cock at a different pace than he had built himself up to. He furrows his brow, an almost bratty scowl filling his face.\n\n“Aw, ain’t that cute,” the gnoll says. “But we do things at my pace, little wife,” he growls, and with that, she thrusts the kobold down all the way, smashing Snaklu’s snout against his fuzzy pelvis.\n\nHe squeezes the back of Snaklu’s skull, his claws digging against the kobold’s scales, chuckling to himself. “Well, that’s some endurance you have there!” He snickers, watching as the kobold’s eyes bulge and water. “How, how long can you hold on until you pass out? I wonder.”\n\n“Mmmff!”\n\n“Come on, make me cum, fuckwife,” the bandit roars, “prove yourself worthy, or end it here!”\n\nSnaklu can’t move his neck or head, so he makes do with his tongue. The muscle coils around the shaft, tasting every inch of its musky saltiness. He fights past coughs, frothing up his spit as his lungs scream at him to breathe. Even his nose is blocked off from the impressive meat, making it home inside him.\n\nDespite his best efforts, the tongue cannot do what it is working to do. As he finds himself losing much control, that is when the back of his throat twitches and convulses in the coughs, and hope beyond hope, that is the last movement he can do.\n\n“GOraaaah, fuccck!”\n\nThat cry, coming out pathetically from the whimpering form of the gnoll, sends shooting strings of cum down the kobold’s throat. After the second of the mighty spurts, the gnoll pulls his hand away, letting it fall limply to the side.\n\nSnaklu rears back, taking in a great big gulp of air! But because his mouth is no longer around that choking cock, the last shots erupt high into the air, painting the kobold’s chin and the gnoll’s stomach with the arm and sticky and thick substance.\n\nSnaklu falls forward, gripping the mattress before him, panting in heavy, desperate breaths, spit and cum drizzling down from his chin, his eyes wide, his mouth wider, his breaths heavy and so very thankful to taste the air, even if it is the heavy, sweaty air of the bandit lord’s tent.\n\nUnderneath him, the gnoll stretches and yawns a great big yawn. “Aaawh… yeah, that hit the spot.” He grumbles, grabbing Snaklu by the shoulder and hoisting him so the kobold lies on his chest. “With an arm wrapped around Snaklu’s body, he squeezes the kobold to him, keeping Snaklu from moving.\n\nBut as Snaklu lies there, a hand upon the gnoll’s chest, one thing is sure for him. He needs to get out of here tonight, or he might be unable to escape.\n\nAfter all, that experience was probably the hottest thing he had experienced in a long, long time.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Snaklu shudders under the imposing and looming form of the bandit leader. The bard stares up at the feral eyes of the gnoll and licks his lips, letting out a frustrated sigh. “If I am to venerate you,” he says, placing a hand over the blade-wielding paw, “Then I should be free to do so without threat of violence.”

The gnoll’s growling breaths slow down, his eyes refocusing, his smile going from manic to more genuine. “Ah… you’re right…” he says, plopping himself back onto the mattress, laying on his back. “But realize that you cannot overpower me nor escape. I have far too many companions for you to sneak past.” He chuckles as he places his knife off the side, lying back with his hands supporting his head. His cock playfully bounces up to attention as he nods toward the kobold. “Come on, my pet—show me your unfettered devotion. Show me that you love your new lot in life.”

Snaklu licks his lips, crawling up along the mattress. He reaches far in front of himself, practically dragging his seemingly spent body up along the sculpted legs of his captor, his eyes fluttering, his death a dreamy, almost musical sigh. He pushes his chest forward, arching his neck, stretching his back, and rubbing against the gnoll’s thighs. “Master…” he breathes.

That cock twitches, standing tall in great spite of the force of gravity, drooling with anticipation for the attention it was soon to receive.

Fingers stroke up past the thigh and to that pubic area, slipping up along the shaft and over that tapered head, picking up some of the semen to slime down the shaft. “I cannot think of a better fate for a foolish traveler than I,” Snaklu sighs. “A lifetime of servitude—no longer needing to think, no longer needing to worry, only living to please you.”

His master shifts, pushing his hips forward and closing his eyes. “Hah… yeah… that’s the stuff. You keep praising me, and I might make you a favored wife!”

“I’d love that. Let me please you, my future husband.”

And with that, Snaklu leans down, hissing out his tongue, tickling the tip as he tastes the precum.

“Nnrr…!”

“That’s right, master, my god,” Snaklu praises. “Enjoy…”

While Snaklu’s honeyed words should be enough to placate the hyena for a time, he moves on from them to attempt a different approach. His muzzle lowers, swallowing the cock. Without the knife at his throat, he can take more of it in with slower and more deliberate action, taking more and more in, pushing himself up so that his head can tilt back, giving the cock an unimpeded time slipping down his throat.

The more it fills Snaklu’s gullet, the more he stretches around it, feeling his body accommodate for the sleeving of that impressive and destructive member. If the bandit had decided to get rougher with him, he may very well have been ripped apart, his esophagus a stretched and useless tube.

He shudders at the thought.

The gnoll shudders in his response, twitching and thrusting his hips upward.

“Gglk!”

“Something the matter?” the gnoll says. “You’re doing such a wonderful job so far, my cocksleeve wife.” He curls up, not supporting himself but reaching and grabbing Snaklu by the back of the head.

Snaklu opens one eye, his cheeks puffy as he is pushed down against the cock at a different pace than he had built himself up to. He furrows his brow, an almost bratty scowl filling his face.

“Aw, ain’t that cute,” the gnoll says. “But we do things at my pace, little wife,” he growls, and with that, she thrusts the kobold down all the way, smashing Snaklu’s snout against his fuzzy pelvis.

He squeezes the back of Snaklu’s skull, his claws digging against the kobold’s scales, chuckling to himself. “Well, that’s some endurance you have there!” He snickers, watching as the kobold’s eyes bulge and water. “How, how long can you hold on until you pass out? I wonder.”

“Mmmff!”

“Come on, make me cum, fuckwife,” the bandit roars, “prove yourself worthy, or end it here!”

Snaklu can’t move his neck or head, so he makes do with his tongue. The muscle coils around the shaft, tasting every inch of its musky saltiness. He fights past coughs, frothing up his spit as his lungs scream at him to breathe. Even his nose is blocked off from the impressive meat, making it home inside him.

Despite his best efforts, the tongue cannot do what it is working to do. As he finds himself losing much control, that is when the back of his throat twitches and convulses in the coughs, and hope beyond hope, that is the last movement he can do.

“GOraaaah, fuccck!”

That cry, coming out pathetically from the whimpering form of the gnoll, sends shooting strings of cum down the kobold’s throat. After the second of the mighty spurts, the gnoll pulls his hand away, letting it fall limply to the side.

Snaklu rears back, taking in a great big gulp of air! But because his mouth is no longer around that choking cock, the last shots erupt high into the air, painting the kobold’s chin and the gnoll’s stomach with the arm and sticky and thick substance.

Snaklu falls forward, gripping the mattress before him, panting in heavy, desperate breaths, spit and cum drizzling down from his chin, his eyes wide, his mouth wider, his breaths heavy and so very thankful to taste the air, even if it is the heavy, sweaty air of the bandit lord’s tent.

Underneath him, the gnoll stretches and yawns a great big yawn. “Aaawh… yeah, that hit the spot.” He grumbles, grabbing Snaklu by the shoulder and hoisting him so the kobold lies on his chest. “With an arm wrapped around Snaklu’s body, he squeezes the kobold to him, keeping Snaklu from moving.

But as Snaklu lies there, a hand upon the gnoll’s chest, one thing is sure for him. He needs to get out of here tonight, or he might be unable to escape.

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