Little Lessons

Here she comes again.  I can feel my eyes roll before she even yells my name.  I can hear her high pitched voice, "Leorajh come", before she speaks it.  She treats me like I am one of her hunter pets to call instead of a true shaman of power.  My job is to keep her alive, but alas she cares not.  She never speaks to me except with commands like I am a trained tiger instead of a healer. 

 

I make eye contact and watch her walk my way.  She is Worgen and keeps her furred form most of the time.  If she were not also a true bitch she would be beautiful in either form, but beauty comes from inside and this bitch is all mean.  Beside her walks a tiger with a beautiful white pelt.  I feel sorry for the animal, as she treats me like an animal she treats the true animals worse. 

 

The hunter stops before me and in her high pitched lilted tone she says, as she alawys does, "Leorajh come", and turns to head for the portal to Ashran.  I can not help but chuckle to myself and follow her lead, it is my duty after all to follow her lead.  We step through the portal and into Ashran, then a quick jog down the hill and into another portal to the Tanaan Jungle.  I shake my fur out from all the portals, they make me feel like my fur is standing on end.  I plod behind the hunter as she does her business with the merchants and masters here.  Finally, when she has concluded we set out.

 

She is in a particulary bad mood today.  Between yelling at her poor tiger and me I am sure she will lose her voice soon, but it never happens.  We are moving up a hill and the landscape is beautiful.  The further up we get the more secluded it becomes and I relax and breathe in the scents.  The hunter is moving at a rapid pace, she is wearing her tiger out and I try to slow her down some.  Her harsh words raise a little heat in me as my temper acts up.  I can normally hold it in check, but she is really in a mood and I have the urge to hiss and roar in her direction.  We keep this pace up for what feels like hours.

 

We have not seen any mobs in a little while and she has finally collected all of the items she needs to collect.  I have sat down in some tall grass eating a piece of fruit off a tree not far away, her tiger by my side I run my furred fingers through his fur.  It is nice to be with friends, even if they are more natural than myself.  I startle as she stomps up to our little patch of heaven and she lashes out to kick at her tiger.  She is yelling to get moving but I stop words and foot in mid motion. 

 

"There is no need to kick anyone huntress", I gently release her leg, "just ask and we shall follow as is our duty". 

 

She is looking at me wide eyed, then they narrow.  I know that look, she hopes to prove a point.  I have a spilt second to deicide I do not want to be made an example of.  I get to my feet and stand my full height looking at her.

 

"I will follow you huntress, but you will not abuse your pet for your own amusement any longer."

 

"I will do whatever I want with the BEASTS in my charge!", she screams, and makes the word beasts come out as a curse.

 

"If you try again huntress you will have two choices, to try to kill me or to be made an example of yourself."

 

She takes her rifle by the barrel, lifting it above her head.  She turns to bring it down on the tigers rear and I step forward.  The rifle butt hits me in the shoulder.  I have had enough I think and tell her so.  As the words leave my mouth I put one hand on her gun and the other around her neck.  She scream and kicks, she throws out commands for her tiger to attack.  That is the problem you see, animals know when it is time to stop listening.  I chuckle.

 

Once I toss her rifle away I spin her so he back is to me and pull her against my body.  My whiskers tickle her face as I inhale her scent.  I can feel my body respond to her smell and think how long it has been since I have been able to have the pleasure of a female with me.  Her screams fade in my mind as my free hand runs over her chest, my other fingers gripping her neck firmly. 

 

"Stop screaming huntress, I warned you and now it is time you learn a lesson in how beasts think.".  I use my claws to pluck the buttons off her vest and tilt my groin to rub on her tailless ass.  It sends a shudder through me.  Her firm body against mine, her screams and begging.  I want to finish now but I must go slow, a lesson yes, but I do not want to harm her.

 

"Please stop, I'm sorry please do not do this!", her begging is softer now and I can feel her tears on my fingers as they rest under her chin.

 

"I will not hurt you huntress but it is time you know what being helpless is like.", my claws slice through belt and fabric ties letting the mail leggings fall to her knees.  I lift my back feet one at a time and help them off her legs. 

 

"You are beautiful huntress, but your beauty is only skin deep.", I purr into her ear as I press myself against her with only my robe to keep my hardness from her body.  Her sobs start again but I can smell her body want me, her body wants a male inside it and that makes me twitch.  "You need to be beautiful inside and out and maybe if I take away your stress and lust you can learn."

 

I reach my free hand behind myself and unclasp the belts and buckles so I can slip out of my robe.  Nude and hard I lean into her and pull her against me.  She sobs more and her begging is more high pitched now.  I take her in both my hands and turn her to face me. 

 

"Look at my body huntress, do I look like a thoughtless beast?  My mind and body are strong and I have desires and loves just like you do.  That cat over there has the same as well, just no voice to tell you with.  You treat us both like enemies or servants, we are neither."  I see the tears on her face and her pleading eyes, her voice is soft and nearly gone from screaming.  I hold her hair with one hand tight, my free hand moves to my cock to stroke it where she can see.  We are a large race in that area and I see her eyes go wide and her head shakes no, but her eyes do not leave my body.

 

Both hands on her again I spin her around with her back to me, taking her hair again I bend her at the waist and rub myself into her warm slit.  Her mind is screaming no but her body is slick and wanting.  I take her hair and hip and pull her back onto myself.  I do not do it gently but I do not abuse her either.  Her scream cuts the woods around us and echos off the rocks.  I throw my head back and roar as I pound into her.  I feel her body start to tighten and I pick up the pace and stroke from tip to balls through her orgasm.  As her body shudders I feel her legs give and I let go of her hair and wrap my arms around to support her.

 

"I wont drop you huntress.", my words a rasp as I can feel my own orgasm on the rise. 

 

"Please, please don't stop yet.", her whisper is so soft if I had not been what I am I would never have heard her.  I won, she broke.  The grin that stretches my face shows my fangs to the gums. 

 

I step back and pull out of her.  The groan in my throat is hard to fight back but she must not know I need her so much.  I let go of her hips and she turns to me and tries to pull me to her.

 

"Knees huntress, show me you know how to treat a beast like me and I will give you more of what you want." 

 

She kneels without a thought and one hand on my balls, careful with her claws, she puts her muzzle in front of my cock and begins to lick herself off of me.  I put my head back and run my claws through her hair. 

 

"Perfect huntress, perfect."  I hear the purr in my voice and do not even care.  I can not stand anymore after only a few moments of her touch and I pick her up and she puts her legs around my hips.  I thrust into her as she rubs her muzzle on my whiskers and licks my fangs.  My paws on her ass I help her ride me hard and fast.  As her head falls back and her body clenches I release myself into her deep and feel her body drench mine.  She collapses into my chest and I put my arms around her.  With my foot I smooth my robe on the ground and gently lay her on it, and I snuggle up behind her.   The tiger who watched with great interest comes over and sits in a position to stand guard.  He gives me a nod and a tiger grin of understanding.

 

We sleep together, in each others arms, fur to fur.