They Never Actually Despoiled a Wedding Bed
by: [unlegion]

“Where’s your naughtiness, pretty boy? Haven’t you got any?” The druid stepped towards him, fingertips brushing over his hips.
He squirmed. “If they come in while we’re vulnerable like that...”
“Then we’re dead. Isn’t that delicious?” She leaned towards him, hips pressing against him. They were of the same height.
Ashra bit his lip and whined, “Ealyal...”
Her fingers edged under the hem of his tunic. “Wouldn’t you like to?” His gentle amber eyes widened, body betraying his sensibility. Ealyal purred, stroking his sides and rucking his tunic higher, taking a step forwards to press the young man against a tapestry of creamy unicorns. “Take off your shirt.” He reflexively obeyed, dropping the garment beside them. She paused for a moment, admiring him. His body was matter of fact and unflinching, practically muscled, a soft layer hiding the sharper definitions. A line of darker hair trailed from Ashra’s navel— kneeling, Ealyal followed it with the underside of her tongue, arms capturing the boy’s thighs. She nuzzled against the crotch of his soft leather trews.
Ashra squirmed again, his instinct against being trapped wailing a late alarm. His pants were suddenly binding- he was unsure whether to be proud or ashamed. His fingers and shoulders pressed into the tapestry behind him. “You don’t have to...”
Ealyal smirked up at him. “You’re too high-strung, darling.” Deftly undoing the laces holding his trews to him, she slid them slowly down his tensed thighs. Ashra trembled as she gently cradled his balls in one hand, licking the downy flesh at the base of his cock. She paused and glanced up at him. “Your cock is as gorgeous as your face, Ashra. And that’s a high compliment.” His cheeks, already flushed, bloomed brighter.
“D-did you plan this?”
“Would you like it if I had?”
He trembled as her tongue slowly trailed up the nerve starting at the base of his member. “I don’t know.”
“I had hopes.” Her hands held his hips against the wall as her tongue swirled around the edge of his head. She released him for a moment. “If you want me to stop...”
Ashra gulped and shook his head, eyes wide as he looked down at her tousled green hair. She looked up at him, grinning. “Good— because I wouldn’t have stopped anyways.”

How did these to get this point?
What does Ealyal have in store for Ashra?
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They Never Actually Despoiled a Wedding Bed

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experiment
By: [animal]

Sarah sat in the cold, white room, the air was full of the thick chemically cleaned smell that always fills hospitals. She had come to the building and been led to the room by a thickly built nurse, in white scrubs. She had gone to answer a ad in the paper asking for volunteers to test the final stages of a new drug for some multi-million company; normally she would never have bothered to go to something like this but recently she had fallen on some hard times, and she really needed the cash.
The only furnishing in the room was a bed fixed to the floor in the middle of the room, and a single, un-cushioned metal chair, set to one side in the corner by the door. A simple, metal hatch was set into the wall, the sort that slid out of the wall, out and down, to show a triangular space, where someone could pass an item into the room from the outside, set into the wall just next to a huge mirror, which covered most of the wall facing the bed.
The soft buzzing of the strip lighting was drowned out by the sound of heavy footsteps from outside the room. The door swung inward silently and a tall, thin doctor with hair that looked wind-swept naturally walked into the room. He was carrying a small tray with a single auto-injection needle lying neatly in the middle on top of a folded white cloth. He dragged the metal chair across the hall and set it down just next to Sarah, smiling reassuringly.
“Now, there’s no need to worry, we’ve been working on this version of the drug for some time now, and we’re sure it’ll have no unwanted side effects.” He told her in a warm tone as he rubbed a cotton ball over her arm, in the indent on the opposite side of her elbow. He lifted the needle and then plunged it into her arm, and with a slight hiss the needle emptied itself into her. She gasped involuntarily.
“I... Sorry, but no-one really told me what this, you know, actually does, doctor...?”
“Steiner. Ever human produced a chemical called Pheromones, which are designed to attract the opposite sex. The company I work for has made this drug for some of its rich gentlemen employers. Basically I have injected you with pure Pheromones, the effect of which will come into affect soon. It will... well in layman’s terms... it will make you so horny you’ll do anything. You won’t be able to resist, it will effectively brainwash you.” He smiled as though he had just been told a joke. Sarah laughed nervously.
“You’re not serious?”
“Of course I am.” He said simply, and left.

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How much will this drug truly effect Sarah?
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Masters Word
By: [Free at last]

Getting off the bus he looks around the parking lot, off in the distance he sees a flash of head lights, three blinks a pause then a last blink. Nate has been away from his fiancee, lover, and pet, for three months. He has stayed true to her while at college at the cost of his sanity. Running to the Small truck he climbs in the cab and pauses. There she is Mary, A wonderful women. All he see's are her eyes... then he looks down and his mind races. She is wearing his ring still on her finger... and only his ring. He swallows and says "I love your style"
 Before he is even done talking he is on top of her, pinning her to the drivers seat. His hand goes right to her already wet pussy and he incerts his finger. She moans in his ear "Just do it I have been in this truck for the past hour." He takes off his cloths as she reclines the seat and starts to finger herself. Nate take bother her hands away from her pussy and leans her back into the seat. Forcing her hands behind her hurting her just a little but a moan of pleasure escapes her lips as he puts his cock inside of her all the way. He leans down to kiss her his lips brush hers ans he whispers "who am I?" He thrusts with each word, she gasps as she feels him inside of her, making her feel like she is at her limits, "My lover, my man, my master" She wrapers her legs around his body and pulls him in depper and deeper with every thrust. She is now beyond moaning she is screaming, she free's her hands from his and diggs her fingernails into his back. He growls at her, and bites her neck, nibbleing then biting again. Every time he apply's preasure she can feel herself climax enjoying the exctasy of the pain, finding pleasure in his brutal assualt of her body. With every climax he can feel fer claws scrathing across his back going from his spine to his sides. He can feel her pulling him into to her, as if she was trying to make him go deeper. He gladly obliges his pet. He goes in as far as he can go, He grunts with effort as he rams into her over and over going faster and faster, Her screams get louder and louder he climaxes just as orgasms thier bodys entwinded convulsing.


Do you really think that this story is over?
How is he really her master if he gives into her word?
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Foxx's Saga, DSS Version
by: [Deleted user]


Foxx looked back at her, blushing, but a smile slowly creeping across her muzzle, gently tugging her tails free and instead looping them around her waist. "Well, what shall we do while we wait?" Foxx asked, wondering what her intentions were, and a small part inside of her thinking, what if Darren was right?
"Well, I suppose we could train, but maybe you'd like to take a rest? That was a long flight carrying all your stuff with that spell, especially for someone who just learned it a week or two ago... unless, well... what do you wanna do?" she asked, her eyes half closed and staring deep into the four tailed vixen's, looking hopeful.
"Well," Foxx said after a minute as if weighing every word. "Sure. I'd love to take a rest. I ment what will we do for tonight? I could use some company after sleeping alone for so long, and..." she sighed, deciding to tell her; Star had been asking what Foxx and Darren had been whispering about all day. "Darren thought you might have other ideas."
"Foxx... I cant, as much as I'd like to. You have Darren now." She said, sighing, sitting down against the almost invisible wall of the room, sulking and curling her tails around her footpaws. She felt her chin lifted and murred, closing her eyes as Foxx sat down in front of her, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss. "Foxx... Don't do this, I'm not worth you breaking your commitment to him."
Foxx smiled, pressing back into another kiss even more passionately. "Like I said, he suspected, and he said that tonight, he wouldn't mind at all; He knows I love him as much as he loves me, and that I'd never leave him. And I didn't need him to see that you love me as well."
Starlight felt tears overflowing from her eyes as she felt her heart overflowing with formerly suppressed love. The stars seemed to shine brighter, especially the one right behind them. Their lips pressed tighter and more passionately with every passing second. The two slowly moved apart for a moment as hands tugged their belt-like sashes loose and tossing them aside. Their silken robes flowed down their sides and gathered around their ankles as the two furred forms wrapped arms, legs and tails together, binding them tightly. Both sets of lips pressed together, their tounges sliding together in a dance of passion between their muzzles. They began to softly moan in pleasure as their flesh pressed together, their breasts pressed tightly together as Starlight wrapped her legs around Foxx's waist.

Does Darren really not care?
How much farther will these two go?
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Foxx's Saga, DSS Version

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