LOK - The legend of Krystal

A/N: Well, here's chapter 11. I honestly didn't think i'de ever finish it, this is becoming as harsh to write as some of my normal works LOL. Anyhow, i'll most likely have the next chapter up in a few weeks...Enjoy
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Chapter 11……

Krystal woke to the feel of a cool morning breeze blowing through her fur, unfortunately, finding that she barely dressed, caused her to wrap herself in her arms rubbing madly in an attempt to keep her body heat up. They hadn’t been joking when the locals had decided to inform her of just how cold it could get in the winter. Taking a few breaths she finally found her footing and stood up, but, as she walked toward the hut’s entrance a tug at her ankle caused her to fall to the ground with a painful thud. Shaking the impact off, the vixen looked back only to see a thick chain shackled to her ankle by a small metal clasp. The vixen sighed, holding her paw over the object’s keyhole for a moment, closing her eyes and listening until a light confirming click, before it fell away from her foot…
“Apparently they do not know much about Cerinians.” She scoffed.

Moving to the entrance of the hut; the vixen pulled enough to allow her a view of the outside, if only through a sliver of an opening. She found that she was in another place entirely, somewhere she was not familiar with. The huts looked different on the outside; mainly wooden, with thatched roofing. Several Sharpclaw seemed to freely roam the area, but, what frightened the vixen more than anything was the sight that she saw in the far distance. What looked like a stable for mounts of some kind, a brown furred squirrel was held by a cable attached to the collar she wore, and was hung from a lead rope overhead, so that she could move about but, not escape. A tall Sharpclaw warrior stepped up to the gate that gave her boundaries and called her over, where he moved his loincloth, welcoming the rodent, who quickly took the reptilian shaft into her mouth…
Krystal stepped back at the sight; she was in some sort of twisted camp…where they clearly attempted to brainwash females. It was as she stood there that a familiar thought pattern drew near causing the vixen to look about for a way out. Finally the familiar tyrant stepped into the room, finding the vixen standing there. At first he seemed slightly distant, until he noticed the shackle about the vixen’s ankle, and the hate filled look on her face, which only seemed to make him smile even more…
“That look on your face…” He said stopping in front of her, dragging a claw gently about the side of her face, “…you are quite enticing when you are angry,” He chuckled pulling out what seemed to be a small black collar, “I have something for you little Princess.”

She thought for a moment of fighting him off, but decided that it was a much better idea to not anger the predator as he clasped the trinket around her neck, to which he attached a small cable, “Now…” He said unlocking the vixen’s shackled ankle, “…allow me to introduce you to your new home.”

The vixen was forced to follow Scales out of the small hut, where she found that the village she was surrounded by was built like some sort of fort. There was a massive wall of logs all cut off at a point around the village’s perimeter, and several guard towers. There were several other females of random species in the same situation that she found herself in. It was as he walked that the tyrant General tugged gently on the cable causing the vixen to stumble forward…
“Most of your kind that we kept were brought here,” He pointed out to the stables, “…believe it or not, we Sharpclaw are very capable merchants. In fact, before we had out little trouble with the wolves, it was the major occupation of our people, in fact I only positioned myself as general when it became necessary.”

Krystal thought back to the old Sharpclaw merchant that she was certain still lived in Thorntail Hollow, “I believe it…” She sighed.

“Ah, that’s right, “ Scales chuckled, “you and McCloud both have dealt with Hex. I have to admit that she is a greedy one, not to mention a bit delusional, but, her mind as a merchant is unfettered.”

As they continued their walk through the village, Krystal noticed one of the black wolf females in the same position as the squirrel she’d seen…
Scales laughed as he saw the she-wolf attending one of his soldiers, “She is a lively one…Alpha assured us that she was already well trained,” He said continuing their walk, “you see. There was a time, like all merchant people, that we only dealt in spices and raw materials such as; iron, salt, fruits, fish…anything really, essentials, but, we eventually made out way into a newer market. It seemed that, here as well as in other parts of the Lylat system, people were more than willing to make a man rich if he were able to supply healthy, attractive females……for an extended price of course. That was when this village was created; we call it The Den. I do not much relish the idea of seeing you go, but, your people seem to sell for such a very high price. I have personally not see this village in more than three years; however, thanks to you and Nina, we are now free to continue our ways freely…in fact, Alpha and his tribe have intentions of their own where this state of occupation is concerned…”

The reptile noticed a sour look on Krystal’s face at the mention of is daughter’s name and chuckled deeply, “Nina is very much my daughter…in fact she can be just as terrible, if not far worse than I. You see her mother was a dreadfully strong woman as far as Sharpclaw females are concerned. Strong but, likewise incredibly deceptive, gifted with a tongue of pure gold. It seemed to matter very little of what she said, she had a way of making people believe her. Unfortunately for her it was that very deceptive nature that meant she had to go…” He smiled, “…Nina was more than happy to do the deed…then again she despised her mother. Just as her mother would have, she read into you like a well rounded piece of writing; she saw that you were looking for someone to trust and that was what she gave you in order to get what she wanted.”

Finally they came to a stop at an empty stall where the vixen was pushed inside, and the end of the cable in the clutches of the tyrant was linked to the lead line that hung a short ways out of the vixen’s reach. The floor of the stall was covered with straw and a few fairly new blankets, which the vixen quickly wrapped about herself…
Scales sighed, “I would take good care of those where I you, you’ll not be given new ones before the month’s end. I will send someone with your food and water, I am certain he, or she, will show you the way things are here.”

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The sapphire furred vixen stood there in the freezing cold, she fiddled with the cable that held her in the stall, but, found that there was some sort of trick to unfastening it. Not only that, there were eyes all about the area, most of which treated her presence as nothing really new. It was as the vixen stood there that she walked to the back wall and huddled herself over, clinging to the blankets that hung over her shoulders. She wondered to herself why this was all happening to her, and most of all why it had to be Fox to turn her over this way. Suddenly a voice caused the vixen to jolt away from the wall…
“Hello?” A very calm voice called, “you wouldn’t have any spare food would you? I’m afraid the guard refused to leave my rations.”

Krystal sighed, “I……I have nothing here but this blanket. I was only just brought here.”

There was a long pause before the animal on the other side of the wall finally spoke again, “Your voice sounds oddly familiar. Where are you from?”

“I am from a world that does not exist anymore,” Krystal replied.

There was an audible gasp from the other side of the wall, “K-krystal? Krystal is that you?”

After hearing her name mentioned the vixen shot about trying her hardest to peer in between the minuscule little cracks between the slats of wood that separated them. Suddenly a paw covered in white fur just down to the wrist, where it broke off into the same sapphire blue as Krystal’s emerged from beneath the straw she was meant to lay on. There was only one animal she knew back on Cerinia that had paws like these…
“Reena…” She called, wiping her eyes in the crook of her elbow, “…I can’t believe this, is that really you?”

“Yes,” Reena replied in a choked voice, “when Cerinia began to fall apart, your mother led us to another ship. Unfortunately it was damaged as we fled, and we ended up here. Lucky for us right?”

Krystal bit her lip for a moment, “What about the others?”

Reena sighed as she pulled her paw back under the slats, where a small hole had been dug some time ago, “Most of them were sold…” She replied, “…I heard a rumor from the guards that there is a small group of blue foxes somewhere near here that were staying in a village, but, I do not know where it is…or how to get out of here.”

Krystal sighed, “From the way that monster Scales tells it; it seems like the only way out of here is slavery,” She said, “I could get loose if it weren’t for these bindings.” She added tugging at the cable that hung from her collar.

“Good luck,” Reena sighed, “I already know how to unhitch them, but, I would never say. Look out toward the walls,” She said, “see the towers…anyone not of their kind seen leaving is killed on sight unless they are accompanied by one of them.”

Krystal paused before moving close to the wall, “Someone is coming…”

“Then act like you don’t know I’m here,” Reena responded quickly, “we aren’t supposed to talk.”

Taking an old friend’s advice the vixen simply turned her back to the wall, and looked out of the stall with her blankets wrapped tightly around her still. It was as she sat there with a hateful scowl on her face that a rather stout Sharpclaw warrior walked by; other than offer a small glance in her direction, the reptile did nothing, however, it was only moments later that the very same animal walked back toward the vixen’s stall with a small metal tray in his hand. It was actually piled up with meats and foods of different sorts and she could even smell the freshly roasted Dumbledang Pods that she’d fallen in love with when she was stuck on Sauria before…
“General says you need more food,” The reptile snorted, “come get tray.”

Krystal did as she was told and moved toward the reptile reaching for her food, only to have him draw it away from her grasp. She sighed, figuring it was some sort of sick game, only up until the reptile smile halfheartedly, as he pulled aside the cloth that covered yet another of the studded, slightly thick members she’d come to expect from their kind. She now realized what the game was; they were to be trained like common dogs. Behave and be rewarded, misbehave and be punished. Though her thoughts were toward simply spitting on the animal, the smell of the food he held was overwhelming to her. Her stomach overrode her better judgment and, keeping her eyes focused on the ground, she reached out taking the rather warm hunk of throbbing flesh in her grip…
The sapphire furred vixen gently squeezed her fist around the studded phallus, causing it to stiffen only slightly. The fleshy thing in her grip twitched a bit, seemingly growing a few inches, as she had learned was common enough when a male became aroused. Keeping her grip about the base of the predator’s shaft, she slowly slid her cold paw up toward the head of his shaft, actually enjoying the fact that for one moment since she’d woken up in this place, some part of her body wasn’t freezing. The green scaled predator groaned a bit before pushing the vixen’s paw away and slightly moving his hips closer against the slat of wood that separated the two of them. Were it not for the cable that held her in place she could have easily reached out and tore a considerable chunk of flesh from his neck, however, his intentions for her mouth were painfully obvious. Of all the depraved acts she’d been forced into so far, it was the one that she found the least difficult to deal with…it was much less horrible having her mouth handled in such a way, rather than her womanhood, or even worse her tail hole again…

Giving clear thought into her situation, pleasuring this Sharpclaw in such a way seemed worth the loss of morality, if it meant getting some food for herself…as well as Reena. With that thought in mind, she wrapped her lips around the slightly thick tube, and slowly slid it’s entirety into her maw. It was the first time one of these animals’ manhood had not actually choked her, but, this animal was slightly more girth than length. So much so actually that the vixen had a slightly difficult time wrapping her canine tongue about it’s thickness. Making certain to draw her mouth over his length at a rapid pace in a hope of bringing this whole thing to a conclusion as soon as possible; Krystal worked herself into a rhythm rather quickly, while using one free paw to massage the sack that slapped across her chin every time she drew his body toward her. While keeping the tray of food in one hand, the reptile suddenly reached down pulling the vixen’s head forward, while bucking his hips against her face; causing a sudden rush of heat to plaster the back of the vixen’s throat. The volume of froth that ebbed from the monster’s member seemed to rival that of his good General; as his volume alone was threatening her with suffocation as she was forced to gulp down what she could to keep her airway unblocked. Unfortunately just as she was certain that this was finally over, the predator bucked his hips a second time, causing an equally large flow of his burning hot seed to billow the vixen’s cheeks before it exploded out from around his shaft as well as from the vixen’s nostrils before he finally released her causing a much smaller spurt of the white slime to splash across the side of her face as she fell back to her seated position…

With a relieved sigh, the warrior sneered gently lowering the tray of food until the vixen snatched it from his scaly green fingers. He seemed to be content enough with himself as he walked away. Krystal used a bit of the water in the mug she was provided to wash herself up before nocking softly on the wall. Reena clearly already knew what was happening as her paw quickly reached up from the small hole between their stalls. Though most of the food was given to her old friend, Krystal was able to make her own stomach pains subside. Though she was forced to admit that she was now in a far worse position than before……

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Hours passed, and eventually those hours lapsed over into days; and every meal throughout those days seemed to bring the same treatment that she’d just endured. The only real thing that seemed to keep the vixen even partially sane, was the fact that someone like Reena was right on the other side of the wall of her stall. She knew how it was now that these animals managed to brainwash the females that they brought here. It had only been three days and she was already certain that she’d do just about anything for a spare scrap of food. Reena managed her own affairs but, whatever one of the two Cerinians could spare was freely given to the other. She’d been planning her escape from the place since the day she’d arrived, unfortunately, as Krystal thought about the situation she had a slightly worse problem…she couldn’t leave and simply leave Reena behind…
It of course took Krystal little time of studying the device over her head to lean how it was that it came unlatched; it turned out that the latch simply needed to have constant pressure to the clasp in order for it to unlatch properly. However, that simply didn’t fully help her situation, the guards were far too numerous for her to make a clear cut escape. Several times in the last few days, she actually simply thought of giving in but, the one thing her friends and family always had to say about her was that she was far too stubborn to give in. One unusually warm morning, the vixen woke to the sound of a voice calling to her; it was not Reena as it was clearly male, and besides that the person was not calling her by name, instead the voice called her something she’d begun to hate the sound of; Soft Tail.. It was as she slowly got to her feet that the vixen rubbed her eyes, only to see a familiar looking Sharpclaw guard standing there in front of her stall…
“I said get up Soft Tail,” He shouted, “someone to see you…General gave permission.”

As the vixen looked on, a familiar voluptuous black furred she-wolf that only seemed to smile at the vixen as the guard left her alone, “Hello Krystal…” She said, “…I hope this is not a bad time.”

The vixen stood up managing to make her way to the fenced off area, “Tallah…what are you doing here?” Krystal asked.

“Alpha bought me a little visit time…” Tallah smiled, “…all I really had to do was ask. He seems to be in a rather high standing with their leader,” The luscious lupine scanned her surroundings for a moment before leaning over the fence for a moment, “listen. I am going to stay here for the night with Lalei. Alpha has ordered her to assist me. Tomorrow night her and I will distract the guards, that is when you will escape…understand?”

Krystal looked curiously for a moment, “Why are you doing this?”

Tallah smiled, “I believe I already explained once before,” She said, “I’d very much like to call you my friend…and I could hardly call myself your friend if I were to allow you to stay in a place you do not wish to be in. Besides, Lalei was with one of the soldiers, she managed to loosen his tongue,” She chuckled, “Alpha says she’s very gifted at doing so. But, the point was that she managed to uncover that Scales is only holding up his end of the agreement until he can kill Alpha, then he intends to put the females of my tribe in stalls like this one, and use our males to strengthen his army so that he can move on other tribes in the area. I am not certain what it is he is planning to do with us all but, Lalei said it had something to do with Offworlders like you.”

The vixen sighed, “Slave trade,” She said.

The vixen’s situation became more and more dire the longer she spent here; not only had she been continuously violated, in increasingly terrible ways, but, it seemed that now she had a good chance of ending up in perpetual servitude. With closed eyes and a deep breath the sapphire furred vixen stepped back a bit…
“Thank you very much Tallah,” She said, “I……do not know how to thank you enough.”

Tallah chuckled crossing her arms under her ample breasts, causing a bit of her fleshy pink nipples to peek a bit from the top she wore, “I am certain we can talk about that later. I must make certain that the guards will need my company tomorrow.”

Krystal laughed a bit to herself, “I’m fairly certain they will not refuse.”

It was then that Tallah reached over the fencing, “Please be careful, there are other thing outside of the woods that are far worse than this place,” She said, “do you know where you will go when you leave?”

“Yes,” Krystal replied, “but, I am afraid that I will not say. I’m sorry.”

Tallah chuckled as she stood back up straight, “Do not be. I would be hesitant to trust someone that wished for my friendship as well after someone like Nina turned on me. Alpha wishes you luck.”

Krystal found it a bit hard to swallow that this wolf was actually here to help her, then again, it did seem like Tallah’s personality to do such a thing; with that in mind Krsytal watched as Tallah swayed her tail allowing it to brush the abdomen of the guard that was headed toward Krystal’s stall. He seemed to hesitate for a moment before making his way to Krystal’s stall where he slid her, a tray of food; before quickly turning and heading back off, following the wolf’s trail. The sapphire furred vixen placed her ear against the wall that separated her stall from Reena’s, and once she realized that her friend was alone, she slid a bit of food to her…
“Did you hear that Reena?”

“Yes but, can we trust her?” The vixen on the other side of the walk replied.

Krystal looked back to the she-wolf that was now surrounded by Sharpclaw warriors and hunters, all of which seemed to be hesitant on whether or not to actually touch her…
“I think we can…” Krystal replied, “…her people have just as much to lose here as we do. We’ll make out escape tonight; she seems to have bought us some cover for now.”

“They certainly do seem to like her,” Reena replied, “I suppose it is a greater temptation, seeing as she will be going home tomorrow. I’m only going to assume that they mean to give her and Lalei a proper farewell.”

“Well then how do we plan on this?” Reena asked.

Krystal took a moment to look out toward the gates only to have a footstep approaching beside her cause her to step back, only to find another black furred wolf standing there. Lalei was nothing like before; her ribs were lightly bandaged, and her left eye seemed to have a problem opening on it’s own…
“Hello, Krystal is it?” She said.

Krystal nodded, “I am sorry for your current condition Lalei…I have a slight problem controlling the ability that hurt you.”

“No…” Lalei smiled, “…I underestimated you, it is the same mistake that I made little more than a year ago when I fought another blue one like yourself, she had a white triangle here,” She said running her two index fingers along her collarbone, then down her chest forming a triangle that would point at her naval, “she was actually much more powerful than you were. It took me more than eight days to recover, even with the waters from the springs.”

Krystal thought for a moment, “Mother…” Noticing the wolf’s reaction to her word she shook her head, “…do you know where she is now?”

Lalei sighed, “Yes, I intend to take you there while Tallah keeps the guards……ahem…entertained.”

Krystal looked over the fence of her stall, “Why are you two helping me?”

“I do not know,” Lalei replied, “Tallah just wants to help you. I am here because, for some reason Alpha demanded it…” She said looking around, “…that, and there was something that I needed to do.”

“And what is that?”

Krystal yelped out of shock as the deceptively strong she wolf pulled the vixen toward her, forcing their muzzles together. Unsure what to think, Krystal found the she wolf’s tongue swabbing around the inside of her mouth. She decided not to resist, after all this situation was much better than the punishment that she’d been forced into for the last few weeks. The whole situation made her wonder whether or not the Sharpclaw’s plans of getting into their minds had worked. She felt no need to resist actually; she could feel a familiar heat in her body already. However, after a moment Lalei pushed the vixen back a bit and wiped her forearm over her muzzle…
“I have wanted to do that for some time,” The lupine said, “I can see why these……creatures wish to keep you.”

Krystal stepped away for a moment, “I think this place has had a perverse effect on me,” The vixen said to herself as she stepped back, “when will we meet?”

Lalei sighed looking back over toward Tallah, “Tonight, Tallah will have their attention enough. We have your weapon…Alpha has it back at the village, he will send it once we know you are safe. I suppose you’ll be heading north where all the other blue ones went.”

“I suppose that would be for the best wouldn’t it?” Krystal said, “why is that so important?”

“It’s not important,” Lalei replied, “I simply assumed you’d go there, since these people are too afraid to enter that area. Seems they’re slightly afraid of blue ones like you; I suppose that is why they take such care when handling you and your friend on the other side of this wall.”

Krystal thought for a moment, “Good, then that is where we’ll go…” She said, “…tonight then.”

“Yes,” Lalei smiled, “tonight.”

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That night seemed to come much faster than Krystal had expected, then again, most of the guards seemed to pay all of their attention toward Lalei and Tallah that day. However that didn’t stop the guard that brought her and Reena their food for the day from antagonizing her in his usual way before giving them their food. She saw the method and why it worked so well, it was just the same as the way a parent programs their child; be good and be treated well in return, if not you went without. The only thing she found more sad than being treated like a child, was the fact that she felt it was working, she felt that another week of the current treatment would have completely reprogrammed her mind. She wasn’t sure just how well it was working, but, she had no real desire to see their plans for her come to fruition…

It was late night, her stomach was very unhappy with the amount of food that she’d been allowed throughout the day. Thanks to her body’s weakened state, and the dehydration that was setting in due to an insufficient amount of water in her system, it was actually difficult for her to keep a trace on anyone with her telepathy, it was straining enough on her system without some intense hunger and thirst to worry about. She couldn’t even manage to dive into a mind as weak as Tallah’s. It looked to Krystal like it had been snowing while she slept, but, the growling in her stomach actually woke her, she never remembered being so hungry in all her life; suddenly, as she lay there attempting to sleep, the sound of crunching snow and footsteps approached her stall, however, that wasn’t what got her attention the most, rather it was the smell of freshly cooked meat. The smell instantly made her mouth water, she found that she fully couldn’t control herself, she found herself actually running toward the gate of the stall. Though she stood there shivering, the smell was simply too much for her to ignore. Finally however, a single Sharpclaw guard stepped up to her stall with a very small portion of steaming hot meat. She didn’t care where it came from or what kind of animal it had been, but, the reptile simply held the tray in his hand over the fencing; the blue furred vixen quickly snatched the food from the platter attacking it ravenously before looking back to him…
“If you are still hungry,” He smiled, “there is much more for you waiting. General want’s to talk with you.”

Finished with the small scrap of food she’d been given, Krystal bit her lip; her mind was in complete conflict with her better judgment, however she found herself nodding in approval. The reptile nodded moving through the gate of Krystal’s stall and reaching up, he unclasped the cord that hooked to her collar, and oddly enough entrusted the cord to her own paws. As she stepped into the open with the guard already walking ahead of her, the vixen looked about then looked to the cord in her paw, they wanted her to run, more reason to punish her. Following the guard for a moment, the same wonderful smell as before wafted to her. The smell was almost hypnotic, and she quickly made an attempt to catch up with the guard up ahead of her, whom she only caught up with only in time for him to stop near a very elaborately decorated tent…
“Don’t stand out in the cold little vixen,” A very stout, familiar voice called, “please come inside.”

Still her body conflicted her mind and she found herself quickly walking into the tent, where of course General Scales sat at the far end of the room, at the end of the large, spread of food before her. She walked forward only to have a guard snatch the lead cord from her paw pulling her back a bit…
“You are correct in assuming that this meal is meant for you,” The massive reptile said standing up, “in fact the entire process of bringing you to this tent was plenty proof that you are indeed ready. There were no guards outside, you could have run at any moment and been free.”

The vixen didn’t even respond, with so much food before her, there was no way she could have; there was only a short moment before the tyrant General stepped before her, “Now, let’s see what you’ve leaned…” He chuckled, “how do we ask for something we want?”

It seemed as if on instinct alone the vixen turned to face him, and though her mind tried to register disgust, her body only allowed her to think of the food. To the laughing General’s contempt, the vixen’s paw slithered down his abdomen, where it vanished beneath his loincloth. He gave a light gasp as he felt the vixen’s warm, soft, paw pads squeeze around his length. With a smile Scales nodded to one of the guards behind her, whom quickly unclasped the collar she wore. Scales chuckled maniacally as the vixen fell to her knees and slowly drew her mouth up his long, studded shaft, the vixen found his large, rough hand wrapped around the back of her head issuing her soft, supple mouth to slide further up his length…
“Your little friend Reena, I believe was in here just before you,” The tyrant chuckled, “it seems the both of you have learned by now the futility of escaping. But do not worry, I have a buyer in line for the two of you. He seems quite eager to meet you at that. That is why I promise you, that this will be a night you will not soon forget. I wish I could stay and enjoy this soft, warm little body,” He laughed, “but, I’ve sadly have very pressing matters to attend to, do try to enjoy yourself. I know my subordinates certainly will.”

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One of the many guards in the room took the Tyrant’s place almost immediately, it didn’t seem to matter however, as he simply sat there on her knees, allowing the reptile to force his slightly thick member down her throat. It no longer mattered what was going to happen to her at the moment, the smell of food in the room seemed to block everything from her mind even as she felt another reptile on either side of her guide her paws to their own throbbing members, which she quickly began to massage caringly. If she gave them what they wanted, she’d get her run at the food on the table, the prospect of escape no longer seemed to cross her mind, as two more of the lusting reptiles came into her view each standing between the ones she pleasured with her paws and the one that was busy violently stuffing her throat with a burning hot phallus, each of the two pumping their fists vigorously over their own studded shafts…
“We have fun with this one…” The guard that fed the vixen his shaft said, “…tomorrow this one be sold. When we done here General says leave her in the tent.”

One of their rough hands squeezed her right breast causing a familiar wave of heat and pleasure to course through her body. She’d found over time that no matter how she wanted to respond to their touch, her body’s liking for this was all too clear. The heat from the reptile’s attention paired with the feeling of another of the four giving equivalent attention to the free side of her chest, caused the heat that built to slowly flow through her body and finally down between her thighs. The beast in front of her had discontinued thrusting himself into the vixen’s mouth as she’d taken over lightly bobbing her head forward and back in a sensual motion working her canine like tongue over the studded phallus as she continued stroking freely at those she held in her paws, while the last two of the five were still forced to stand by vigorously stroking their own to the scene in front of them. Without warning one of the two reptiles stepped up to her from her left side, and gave his member a few rather rough strokes before snatching the vixen up away from the others and draping her over his shoulder. He carried her only a short ways before laying her back first across the thin end of the table, still quite a distance from any of the food at it’s other end.
He position across the table caused her head to hang over one side, while her legs hung over the other. The reptiles wasted no time at all making certain that she immediately went back to work; this time it was however a different reptile that stepped up to her offering his thick, studded meat to her. It seemed the longer this went on the less she actually began to care about what was going on elsewhere. Her senses were becoming inflamed with a powerful lust that she was only slightly aware of; and as the heat that built up in her body escaped her it lovely pink slit, causing one of the reptiles to drag his thick warm tongue across her opening, causing her legs to shutter as the rough texture of his tongue slid across her clitoris. She could almost sense it coming before it actually happened; the very same reptile that had taken his place between her thighs stood, causing Krystal to relieve her mouth of the reptilian shaft that invaded her throat long enough to look to this animal poised between her legs. He was easily the most gifted of the five, as his ample blessing was both longer and thicker than the other guards. There was little warning short of the guard’s strong hands on her thighs, before he lurched forward diving into her balls deep. The instant rush of the sensation caused the vixen to fall back against the table, and as soon as her head dangled back over the edge of the table with her mouth agape in a loud gasp of pleasure; the guard in front of her drove his own member deep into her open mouth, sliding over her tongue and across the back of her throat, before a small section of the phallus was began sliding in and out of her throat, slightly obstructing her airways every few moments. It wasn’t until now that she felt the pressure on her abdomen, as another of the five strattled her body and pressed her ample breasts together forming a soft, supple cavern of his own before gliding his own member in between her tits…

During this time she felt pleasure in almost every way possible; she had no idea that she’d come to actually enjoy this so much. The longer she stayed in this situation, the less her thoughts were of the food, and the more they seemed to consist of these five individuals. Her moans of pleasure were only blocked out by the reptile that brutally assaulted her throat, causing them to come out as no more than gagged chocking sounds, that she herself actually found rather arousing. As the situation escalated however, one of the two Sharpclaw who seemed busy with her paws, let out a light studdering growl as he threw his head back, and a wave of heat splashed against the vixen’s throat causing it to flow through her fur pooling across her collarbone and running down over the sides of her face. However, this was different than other times this had happened, rather than leaving her side, the reptile simply pulled her paw back wincing a bit as his member spat a bit more just at the touch of her soft paw. Another warning came from the animal in front of her as he gave a very quick thrust forward; his seed spilled over the vixen’s lips flowing out around her muzzle while she struggled to keep what she could for herself. She had no idea when it was she’d developed a taste for the nectar but, she actually found it to have a very unique taste, and it seemed that each male she’d sampled thus far was different. Though his last bit still flooded her mouth, the reptile thrust himself forward again, this second burst of seamen being shot directly down her throat as the reptile’s manhood was driven down the back of her throat. The sheer volume of the reptile’s release caused the fluid to erupt from her nostrils before he pulled himself free, pulling her head up a bit before releasing a very small remaining shot across the bridge of her muzzle, and as the sapphire beauty still lay there no blowing a white liquid from her nose, the spent Sharpclaw made his way slowly out of the tent.

The vixen gulped deeply, clearing her throat as she rose her head back up to look toward the animal that was at the moment rapidly driving himself deep into the folds of her narrow pink valley. Now managing to issue light yelps of pleasure from the vixen’s open mouth. Looking forward however, her only sight was of her ample bosom pressed together, while the tip of a lightly purple penis peeked out at her repeatedly at a steady pace. Taking note that it actually passed quite a ways up her chest, the vixen lolled her tongue out flicking merrily at the tip as it peeked out of the valley her furry hills formed. It wasn’t long before the reptile on top of her grunted in warning, causing the vixen to simply hang her mouth open and with a final pump across the valley between her breasts. The blast of seamen that shot from the phallus as it peeked between her breasts again seemed uncontrollable. It’s first shot missed her agape mouth, striking the tip of her nose before the mass of it shot over her muzzle landing square between her eyes. The second blast however was a bit more on target, it splashed across the roof of her mouth before dying down and running over her tongue. The results left a trail of unseen white across her neck and chest; the reptile then stood up releasing a third shot of white across the vixen’s breasts, before quickly climbing off. Swallowing what she’d gathered the vixen ran a finger across her breasts before licking the sticky fluid from her claw. The one that had just released himself had a very particular taste. The stud that plowed his shaft deep into her womanhood was much larger than the other three that remained, and smiled evilly as she attempted to sit up.

As she sat up however, the large Shaprclaw before took her by her arms lifting her up and turning her about so that he held her back against his chest. She felt slight relief for a moment as she felt his thick stud free itself of her confines. However. Holding her up by her thighs, just behind her knees, the reptile thrust his hips forward while allowing her to fall a bit. A sharp pain shot up her back as the vixen let out a scream of mixed pain and pleasure as the Sharpclaw’s meat was violently driven into her tail hole. In all of this another, of the remaining three stepped up not hesitating for a moment before driving his shorter, thicker meat into her still sore womanhood. She now found both her holes being assaulted, and her arms went both ways while her right arm grasped and clawed at the back of the neck of the one that drove his pleasure into her ass, he left arm fell onto the shoulder of the reptile in front of her where she dug her claws into his shoulder. It seemed like the taller reptile could have held out forever before Krystal felt his thrusts grow stronger, and far more purposeful. The swell that traveled up the reptile’s length felt like a small explosion on her insides that burst free running down the sides of his shaft. Until, like the others so far the animal pulled himself free and allowed his cohort to take over.

The final remaining guard quickly rushed over behind her, as for the past few minutes he’d been forced to watch the scene play out in front of him. He quickly reached up pulling her backward until she was splayed out between the two remaining monsters like a table. There she quickly wrapped her arms around the legs of the reptile, and after a few moments suckling the scaly sack between his thighs, she quickly engulfed the reptile’s member. His attention instantly went to her breasts, groping and massaging them, pinching her stiff pink nipples, and despite what her lovely mounds had been through she soon felt his tongue caressing her nipples as well.
Suddenly the reptile between her thighs let out a loud roar, as his speed increased to an erratic pace, before a powerful thrust brought tears to the lovely young vixen’s bright eyes, as a flood of reptilian seed washed over her insides. However, unlike his friends, this guard did not pull out, instead he pumped forward again causing another flood of seamen to spill across her insides and burst out between her lower lips. Yet again, the animal simply dove himself forward, this time so hard that it hurt, the final burst seemed the most volumeous, carrying the same effect as the last, but, on a slightly larger scale. As he pulled himself free, the vixen could feel a short stream of his seed let loose from her opening before he simply allowed her body to fall and made his own way out of the tent.

The last of the animal took this moment to alter his position, moving about and stepping over her body so that her head was held up between his legs. Taking a firm grasp of both of her ears, the ravenous reptile drove himself as deep into her hungry gullet as he could, hoping to probe reaches of her throat that others had not. After a short while however, he pulled her head forward driving himself down her throat so hard that it caused her teeth to bite into his waist and as his reptilian sack even slid into her mouth, as if he were trying to force feed her his entire body. The burst of hot seed that spilled down her throat was much more bitter than the last, but, in her current position she was given very little option but to swallow or face suffocation, as he seemed to refuse to remove his shaft from her sore and swollen throat. Again he thrust his hips causing another burst of white hot magma to pour down her throat. This time the vixen began rubbing her tongue across the underside of his member, causing him to inadvertently let loose again. As she found herself finally free of the reptile’s grasp, she watched as he made his way out of the tent. She was now free to take whatever food she wanted but, at what cost?