Temple Raid!

Written by Frozen Badger.
Inspired by the Iron Badger illustration of the same name.

Copyright © 2005 by Frozen Badger, all rights reserved. Reproduction and distribution of this work by any means without the expressed written permission of the author, or hotlinking from another website without the expressed written permission of the author and BondoFox, is expressly forbidden. Similarity to any person, living or dead, is coincidental.

This story contains violence, slavery, bondage and discipline, and instances of graphic sex - some of which is of a non-consensual and violent. If material of this nature offends you, please don’t read it.

Chapter Four

Tenados carried his prize to a clump of bushes he’d found yesterday. There was a bare spot in their midst where the sand was soft. None of the other pirates was using it. Kneeling, he laid her down and removed his kilt.

Lorasin stared at his crotch. She had seen adult males naked before—it was only highborn females who did not appear nude in public. Of course, it had never been this close and in these circumstances. His pink cock protruded about a hand’s width from its furry pouch, drooping slightly. From what she’d heard from her household’s slave girls, he would almost certainly grow longer and hard.

“Up on your knees,” he commanded.

She knelt to face him. He drew her into him. Tilting her head back, he licked her face again and she licked his in return. He placed a hand on her ass and rubbed it, not gently. It was still sore from his beating it and she moaned. Yet it also felt good.

“Put your hand on my cock and stroke it,” he murmured between licks.

She reached between them to take him in her hand and stroked him. He grew longer and thicker and harder. Still somewhat aroused from earlier, she quickly felt herself getting warm and damp.

Tenados was satisfied with her efforts. She wasn’t skilled at this, but that would come. For now she was doing well enough. Having in his arms a pretty girl he’d personally taken captive excited him greatly. He erected rapidly. He broke their faces apart and bending down placed his face at her breasts. She gave a throaty gasp as he licked her nipples with his raspy feline tongue. He loved the feel of her tits in his face and their taste; however, he licked them only briefly. He’d wanted her ever since he’d taken her at the temple and put a rope on her and would be denied enjoying her no longer.

He knelt up straight. “Turn around. Get on your hands and knees and lift your tail,” he ordered. “Don’t spread your legs too wide.”

Lorasin turned around and got into position. She lifted her tail and arched it over her back. She’d sometimes taken this position so a slave girl could lick her from behind. Her heart was thudding and it wasn’t due just to arousal. There was trepidation as well. What would it be like? Would she please him? Or would he be dissatisfied and punish her? Mostly though it was excitement she felt.

The Leopard placed his knees outside of her legs, lowering his crotch to the level of hers. He took hold of the Fennec’s tail with one hand and with the other guided the end of his cock to the entrance of her cunt. Then he moved the hand to grasp her hip. He pushed inside her and she groaned loudly. He felt the barrier of her maidenhead and pushed through it. She screamed at the pain. Ignoring that, he pushed the remainder of his cock inside her cunt as she sobbed.

Tenados loved how she felt around him, hot and wet and tight. Shoving her tail to the side, he bent over her back, reached under her and took her tits in his hands. He was too inflamed with lust to hold back any. He fucked her in a series of fast, short and hard strokes, roughly fondling her tits as he did so. She cried as he fucked her. He was big and the barbs on his cock hurt as they scraped her cunt as he jerked himself back and forth inside her. Yet somewhere between his fucking her and fondling her tits there was pleasure under the pain if only it would grow. “Wiggle!” he gasped. She wiggled and the pain and the pleasure grew.

He grunted with effort and pleasure. Her wiggles rubbed her cunt wonderfully upon his cock. He fucked her harder. He soon snarled and came, jabbing his cock mindlessly within her as he shot his cum deep into her cunt. As he felt his spurts die away, he shoved himself as deep into her as he could. Emptied, he slumped down on her, his weight pushing her to the ground. Holding her tight against him and with his hands still grasping her tits and his cock in her cunt, he rolled them onto their sides.

Lorasin’s sobs slowly began dying away. The end hadn’t come soon enough for her and it had come too soon. The pain hadn’t stopped and the pleasure hadn’t grown enough.

As his breathing recovered, Tenados licked one of her long ears. “It’ll be better in the future. Most times I won’t be so rough or so quick.”

It wasn’t an apology. She had never apologized to a slave and now that she was a slave she’d never get one. It was an explanation and that was rare enough for a slave to receive.

“I’ve wanted to mount you since I seized you at the temple. Now that I have, I won’t be quite so eager and will take more time. Time for you to enjoy it as well.”

“Whatever you want, Master.” She knew a free person’s pleasure counted for far more than a slave’s. There had been times she hadn’t cared at all for her maid’s or that of another slave girl she’d had in her bed. The pain was fading and his cock felt pleasant inside her cunt now that it wasn’t so big and hurting her.

He started fondling her breasts. Her nipples had partly erected and now they swelled further, becoming more sensitive. He took the pink stubs between thumbs and forefingers, rubbing them softly.

“Do you know how you ensure a slave girl is a good fuck?”

She didn’t know what he wanted for an answer, so she gave what she thought was the safest. “Nay.”

“From time to time you whip her ass to give her a taste of what is in store if she isn’t. And most times you make sure she enjoys being mounted. A slave is a better ride if she loves to have her master mounted atop her.” He slid a hand down to her vulva and commenced to caress her there. His other hand continued fondling a breast. “You’ve had the whipping.”

“Ohhhhh,” she moaned softly. His hands continued playing with her, caressing her intimately. His fingers located her clit and played with it. She groaned and a tremble went through her. She started squirming.

“Now this is how you’re to wiggle when I fuck you,” he growled softly into her ear.

“Aye, Master!”

He fondled her knowingly and she squirmed with more abandon as her pleasure grew and grew. She was getting very wet and she could feel an orgasm approaching. His cock felt marvelous inside her and she wished it were as big and hard and active as shortly before. She clamped her legs together, trying to make it feel bigger. She squirmed and squirmed and he played with her clit and a tit more vigorously, licking the sensitive inside of a long ear. She screamed and shuddered as she orgasmed.

Tenados felt her hot juices bathe his cock and leak out of her around it, wetting both their groins and thighs. He started swelling and began working himself inside her. “Wiggle.” Lorasin happily wiggled for him and his cock erected. This time he started with a gentle rhythm and she loved it as he slid back and forth within her, his barbs stimulating her delightfully. His hands grasped her breasts again and kneaded them. She lifted her top leg to open herself further for him and looked down to where they joined. She watched him sliding in and out of her. It was both beautiful and intensely exciting. Little by little he moved faster and faster until he was stabbing his cock in and out of her and she was wiggling for all she was worth. His hands clutched her tits until she cried out at the hurt. He didn’t soften his grip; instead he fucked her even harder. That excited her even more. He snarled again as he came and spurted into her. This time she cried out and came herself and their fluids mingled inside her.

They lay there panting, recovering their breaths with him still fitted to her along her back and his hands at her front. His shrinking cock slipped out of her to her disappointment. He shifted slightly and she felt him press his wet maleness into her ass.

He spoke quietly into her ear. “Most times you ensure she has pleasure in return. However, not every time so she knows that ‘tis a privilege granted her, not a right. The more pleasing she is, the more you grant it to her.”

“I shall do my best to deserve you grant it to me often.”

“I’m sure you will. A whipping awaits otherwise.”

The threat and the promise of his words brought home to her how totally she was at his whim. Pain or pleasure was his to hand out to her. She felt so weak and helpless and oddly secure enfolded in his arms and held against him. The mixture of emotions was not an unpleasant sensation. Being a strong warrior’s slave girl might not be as bad as she had thought when first captured. He began rubbing his cock into her ass.

“Again? So soon?” she gasped, wiggling for herself as well as for him. She wanted him to fuck her again. Perhaps this would be one of the times he granted her pleasure.

“You’re very pretty. I’m going to fuck you often.”

They ground their lower regions together until he had erected. Releasing her, Tenados rolled onto his back. “Suck me off,” he ordered.

She knew from the talk of wives and slave girls that males wanted that often. The wives sometimes said ‘Nay,’ but slave girls never could. Now she was one of those who couldn’t refuse. Lorasin turned over and got to her knees. Remembering what she’d heard, she proceeded to lap his rampant maleness. Its odor and flavor and the taste of herself on it aroused her. She ran her tongue up and down along his shaft and licked at his balls in their furry sac. “Take it in your mouth!” he gasped.

She took him into her mouth. Her head rose and fell on him slowly as she drew upon him. Her backside was turned towards him. He put a hand at the juncture of her thighs. She moved her knees apart, opening herself. He stuck the fingers of his hand into her cunt, twisting them around and working them in and out. Meanwhile, his thumb teased at the pucker of her asshole. She made a sound of delight and wriggled her rear. He wrapped his hand in her hair and shoved her head down, jerked it back up and shoved it down once more. His message was clear and she worked her head up and down his cock faster and sucked him harder.

When he came and shot into her mouth she readily drank his cum, finding it delicious. She shivered and came herself, moaning in bliss. It wasn’t an especially powerful orgasm, but it was a thoroughly enjoyable one. Her master had seen fit to grant her pleasure this time.

* * *

Pwymarru led his girls across the islet to a sheltered spot in the depression between a pair of dunes where the grass grew thick. “Here,” he announced simply. He took his arms from around them, undid his kilt and dropped it.

“Oh, ‘tis beautiful, Master, and so large!” Suli cooed.

He knew better than to believe a slave girl’s compliments; most times she said what she thought was wanted. Still, his chest puffed out a bit at her words. And he knew that he was larger than most males, apart from a Bull or Stallion or a handful of other exceptionally endowed ones.

His arms went around them and he drew them in against himself. Their breasts pushed into his chest and their bellies pressed against his groin. The warm, soft fur against it caused his maleness to stiffen. The Hare rubbed herself against it and it stiffened further.

“I want you to do everything she does,” he informed the Gazelle. “She’ll teach you how to pleasure a male.”

Tamaris copied Suli and the pair ground their bellies into his groin, causing his cock to firm faster. His hands slid down their backs to wander over their asses and knead them briefly. Their rear cheeks were taut beneath their covering of soft fur and layer of fat. Then his hands went lower and slipped between their legs from behind. They parted their legs and he fingered their cunts. They sighed and moaned and ground their bellies into him. He could feel them getting wet.

Pwymarru let go of them. “On your knees and suck me.”

They knelt before him. Tamaris stared at his turgid maleness practically touching her face. The sight of it and the scent of his male musk stirred her deep within her. Her cunt got warmer and wetter. Suli took his base in her hand and pointed him at her face. Sticking out her tongue, she ran it over the tip of his cock and then along its side as far as her tongue could reach, running it up and down his shaft and over its end. After a few licks she drew her head back. “Your turn.” Tamaris leaned forward slightly and proceeded to lick him. She knew how to lick a tit or a cunt and used that knowledge as best she could on his cock. From the sounds he made he enjoyed the results.

The Lion stared down at their heads, reveling in the sight and sensations of a pair of comely females on their knees to him and paying oral homage to his cock. When her turn came again, the Hare licked her way down his shaft to his groin. Then the Gazelle copied her. They gave his balls a good licking before they moved to take his cock inside their mouths.

“Rub your tongue against him as you suck and work your head on him,” Suli directed.

Her student did just that. Tamaris found it unbelievably thrilling to be kneeling before her captor, sucking his cock. The taste and feel of it in her mouth were wonderful and her feeling of utter helplessness left her weak and more aroused. She bobbed her head willingly along his shaft, drawing strongly upon it as she squirmed her tongue on its underside.

The girls switched back and forth. While one sucked his cock, the other one lapped at his balls. As the Gazelle was sucking him Pwymarru suddenly grabbed her by the horns. Holding her head where he wanted it, he thrust his cock strongly in and out of her mouth. Her muzzle allowed him to shove most of it inside her oral cavern. Her eyes rolled up towards him and she sucked and sucked and licked. The Hare pressed her face into his groin, rubbing it into him as her tongue lapped and lapped at his balls. He roared and shot his cum into the Gazelle’s mouth. He fired a second shot and pulled out. The third splattered her face. The Hare brought her head back and caught the next spurt. He pumped his cock rapidly with his hand, spurting his cum onto their lovely features. There was a lot of it.

Drained for now, he stood there, chest heaving as he sucked in air. He loved the sight of his cum on their faces and he loved it even more when the Hare began licking the Gazelle’s features clean and the Gazelle returned the favor.

The former princess hadn’t orgasmed. However, she had enjoyed it and the taste of his sperm. She was certain she would have come if it had gone on just a while longer. As it was, she was thoroughly aroused and near frantic with the desire for an orgasm.

“What about us, Master?” Suli wanted to know. “Are we to be left frustrated?”

“Nay. Use your tongues on each other half as well as you did on me and you’ll have your pleasure. Watching you will also more quickly get me ready again. Only next time, I’ll be coming in one of your cunts!”

Still on their knees the girls turned towards one another. They hugged and kissed ardently, pressing their tits together and squirming. Pwymarru sat where he could observe everything. They fell over on their sides, still hugging. Legs parted and thighs went between them, rubbing vulvas. Juices leaked out and were smeared upon those same thighs. They were both too worked up for such half measures to satisfy for long. While they had been sucking his cock they had been longing for a tongue in their cunts.

Suli swung around, bringing her face to Tamaris’s groin and vice versa. They put their heads between open thighs and slid their tongues into empty cunts hungry to be filled. They rolled their tongues around, licking one another’s interior and thrust them up and down in imitation of a cock. Somewhere in her lust-hazed mind Tamaris wondered what a cunt would taste like filled with a male’s sperm. She was sure she would find out. She waved her tongue around wildly inside the Hare’s delicious interior. They quickly orgasmed, first one then the other crying out and flooding the other girl’s mouth. They lapped and sucked and drank. As their orgasms faded they continued to lick, more softly now, awash in pleasant afterglow.

Pwymarru felt himself growing. Watching the two girls make love had had a predictable effect. It wouldn’t take much more of that and he’d be ready to mount one of them and fuck his way to a second orgasm.

“Keep going,” he ordered, an order they were happy to obey.

He turned them to place Tamaris on the bottom, Suli lying atop her. He moved to where he could observe the Hare eat out the Gazelle’s cunt. Tamaris had her legs drawn up and spread wide, rolling her nether regions up to where the other girl could more easily get at them. He watched a pink tongue lap and thrust in and out of a pink interior. The strong odor of aroused females in the air hastened his returning erection. He lifted the Hare’s head by her hair and brought his erection to her face. She licked its tip and when he nudged her lips with it opened her mouth. He slid his cock inside and pumped it in and out a few times. She sucked strongly and squirmed her tongue along its underside. A mouth wasn’t what he wanted now. He pulled out and rolled her off the Gazelle, taking her place atop her, only facing the girl beneath him.

Tamaris stared up at him looming over her. The time had arrived when a male would mount her for the first time. He was so strong and handsome and she was eager to feel him atop her, inside her. Suli took her hand, squeezed it and continued holding it.

Pwymarru pushed into her. She jerked and cried out at the pain as he tore through her maidenhead. Suli gave her hand another squeeze of reassurance. He filled her fully with his hard maleness, groaning at the marvelous sensation of her hot tightness griping him. Having recently come he was able to hold back, giving her time to adjust to him and for the pain to fade. He held himself on his forearms, the lower part of his chest just touching her breasts. A minute passed and he commenced working himself inside her, sliding his cock up and down her cunt.

Tamaris whimpered. It still hurt and his barbs abraded her sensitive interior. At the same time, it thrilled her to be filled so full by him and to have him moving so deep within her. As he continued sliding in and out of her the pleasure grew. She gave a shuddering moaned and started squirming.

He thrust his cock inside her faster, fucking her. Moaning, she squirmed beneath him. Suli reached out and fondled his balls as he fucked the other girl. He grunted his approval and fucked faster. Greatly aroused watching and listening to them, the Hare reached between her legs, fingering her cunt and clit. He thrust and thrust into the squirming and moaning girl beneath him. His lips were drawn back revealing his long, sharp teeth in what would be a vicious snarl in other circumstances as he panted loudly from his exertions. She could feel his hot breath on her face and even a little spittle dripping upon her forehead and grew more and more aroused. His cock was giving her nothing but exquisite pleasure now. Pwymarru lowered himself down upon her, flattening her tits and his weight pinning her beneath him. He reached down, grabbing the cheeks of her ass, griping them tightly. He fucked her as hard as he could.

Tamaris suddenly cried out and arched beneath him, as if trying to capture more of him inside her. She shuddered as a powerful orgasm ripped through her. He roared loudly and came, jerking atop her as he flooded her Gazelle cunt with hot, Lion sperm. Suli gave a little scream as she came with them.

Soon afterwards the Hare was on her hands and knees, her new master fucking her from behind. Pwymarru thrust into her hard and deep as she mewled in joy, rocking back and forth in time to his thrusts and shaking her backside side-to-side. One of his hands was under her rubbing her groin and clit. Tamaris knelt beside him, pressing herself into his side and rubbing herself upon him. His other hand reached behind her to bury its fingers inside her cunt, twisting and pumping away. It would be impossible to say who came first. Within seconds of each other all three were in the euphoric grip of orgasm.

They fell asleep cuddled together.

* * *

In the morning Tenados had the Fennec position herself on her hands and knees. Holding her by the ears he knelt in front of her gliding his cock back and forth inside her mouth. He approved of the way she drew upon him and wriggled her tongue upon his shaft. When he drew back leaving no more than his glans inside, he paused a moment during which her tongue squirmed against his tip. She was learning quickly and would soon be a very good fuck. Lorasin was enjoying it, too. The feel of his cock in her mouth and its taste aroused her and made her anxious to feel him thrusting inside her hard and deep until the moment arrived when he filled her with his cum.

When he was satisfied that she had gotten him as erect as he could get and that he was thoroughly coated with her spit, he pulled out of her mouth. “Turn around and get down on your elbows,” he commanded. “Your master wants your ass this time.”

His words both thrilled and scared her. She knew that many males would take a female in her ass. The slave girls in her household had informed her that it hurt, but had also assured her if he took his time it could also be enjoyable for the female mounted thus. She turned around and bent over, supporting her upper body on her elbows. The tips of her hanging breasts just touched the ground. She moved her knees apart and arched her tail over her back.

Tenados lodged his cockhead against her puckered little hole. Taking a firm grip on her, he pushed forward steadily. He entered her ass and she screamed at the pain, instinctively trying to surge forward off him. Holding her in place, with the same steady stroke he buried his cock all the way up her ass to the sound of her scream. He stroked himself back and forth inside her rectum, heedless of the hurt he caused her. In fact, her sobs inflamed him further. He felt even bigger back there and his size and his barbs resulted in a burning sensation in her rectum. Despite her grief the girl wriggled her backside for him, knowing he would demand it.

The Leopard held himself back with difficulty, enjoying the feel of her ass and the way she moved it for him. He reached under her and put his hand on her vulva, finding its fur damp. He stroked her there as well, his fingers gliding along her clit, quickly sending messages of pleasure through her. Her fur grew wetter.

His cock in her ass was starting to feel good and not just because he was playing with her cunt. Lorasin hunched her rear back to meet him as he pushed into it. He stabbed his maleness into her rectum faster, his hand playing with her more vigorously. His actions met with her full approval. Little by little he increased the speed of his thrusts until he was ramming his cock in and out of her ass. Her sounds were those of joy and pain together as she shook her backside for them both, making him feel bigger yet and her rear still tighter. His lips were drawn back in a vicious snarl showing his sharp, predator teeth as he fucked into her ass.

This time she came first. She gave a scream and squirmed wildly as orgasm went through her. That proved too much for him. He shouted and came, pumping his cum into her ass. Spent, they toppled to the ground together. As he softened he slid out of her rectum, much to her regret.

When their breathing had returned to normal, he asked, “Remember what I said about a slave girl being a better fuck when she enjoys being ridden? That includes giving her pleasure most times when you hurt her. Next time I want your ass you’ll be both frightened and eager and move it even better for me. Only I won’t start out easy. I’ll fuck your ass hard from the start and it’ll hurt even more. You’ll still wiggle it good for me.”

She knew she would, too.

He licked a long ear and her cheek. “I may even whip your ass first. You’ll still love it.”

She suspected he was right about that, too.

“Your name is Lorasin, isn’t it?”

“Aye, Master.”

“That’s a noble girl’s name and too much for a slave. From now on you’re Lorsi.”

“Aye, Master.”

* * *

As dawn broke Pwymarru and his girls walked down to the sea and bathed in its waters. The chill of winter was still upon it and they emerged invigorated from their bath. He had them kneel before him on the beach licking his cock and balls. They got him good and hard and continued pleasuring him with their mouths and tongues. He stopped them before he came. He had them position themselves on elbows and widely spread knees, lifted tails completely exposing their intimate regions to him. He knelt on his own elbows and knees behind them and licked them, switching from one girl to the other and back. He ran his tongue over their vulvas and along the slits between their nether lips. Then he stuck it inside and lapped at their hot, juicy interiors. They wriggled, whimpering happily at the sensation of his raspy tongue inside their cunts. Pwymarru loved their sweet flavor and licked and licked. When he could restrain himself no longer, he had Suli lie on her back on the sand. Tamaris’s tongue replaced his in the Hare’s cunt as he mounted the Gazelle’s upraised rear and pumped his cock rapidly in and out of her cunt. Within moments all three were coming.

Afterwards Pwymarru lay on his back, a girl on each side of him. They lay on their sides, heads resting upon his muscular chest and a shapely thigh from each thrown across him as he lovingly caressed their asses. All three were deeply content.

Tamaris raised her head a little to regard him. “Master, will you mount me frequently?”

“You may be sure of it,” he rumbled. “The pair of you will serve my pleasure often.”

“Ours, too!” Suli giggled.

The Gazelle gave his nipple a lick before saying, “In that case, I think being a slave won’t be so bad as long as I’m your slave, Master.” Her head went lower to lick the cock that had just been in her cunt.

Pwymarru’s chest rumbled with his laughter. He had taken a choice bit of booty indeed when he had put his rope on her!