By
Peter Wright
(C)opyright 1999
The storm blew itself out sometime during the night. The next morning, the air was clear and fresh. All signs of the previous night's storm were gone. The sun slowly rose above the trees and cast light onto the meadow. Already the clearing was losing its battle to be claimed by the forest. Without magic to sustain the meadow, nothing was left to keep the life of the forest coming back.
Malik was the first to make his way from the tent he shared with the sex witch. A deep breath and a long stretch were the first things he did. Already clothed, his clothes just a little rumpled from the wear of the previous day and the travel of the previous week, he takes a moment to scan the edge of the meadow he does not find his horses, but that doesn't worry him. He whistles a shrill three-toned sound that will travel to wherever his horses have fled.
Only a few minutes pass before the three horses enter the meadow, the beasts no longer nervous about the magic. The previous night's rain was enough to wash the last scent of magic away. After giving the knight a proper greeting, the horses start munching on some of the grass from the soon to be gone meadow.
"Ionua?" He calls out looking into the tent. The witch is still sleeping. Her body exposed from the waist up, the rest barely covered by the blankets. She's slow to wake but when she does she sits up and yawns. A small amount of time is spent rubbing the sand out of her eyes. When she is doe she looks up at Malik.
"What time is it?" She asks, followed by a yawn.
"Sunrise."
"It doesn't feel like sunrise. It feels like much earlier then that." She starts to snuggle down under the covers again.
"Well that's because your homeland gets the sun a few hours later then we do in Iial. After all it is about three-thousand miles to the west."
She closes her eyes and mutters, "So I can still sleep."
"No you can't, we have to get an early start if we're going to make it to my friends castle." He reaches in and pulls the blanket from her naked body.
After a futile grab for the blankets she replies to the knight, "I suppose you're right." Her hands go to the magical leather. Her eyes open again and gaze at him. "Who is this friend of yours anyways?"
A few moments pass before he answers, "Oh he's just a person that I have been on a few campaigns with. He decided to settle down a few years ago." He winks at the redhead, "He's even started a nice harem for his entertainment."
"A harem?" She asks with a surprised voice, "What type of friend is he?"
"I would say a good friend. And yes a harem. He has a few blondes and brunettes. He may have a black haired girl as well. But no-one like you." He smiles, "Red hair is very rare in Iial." He pauses to think for a moment, "I think he might be jealous when he finds out that you're my slave."
The redhead snorts loudly and a bit angrily, "And I suppose you're going to sell me too."
The man shakes his head with a grin, "No I don't think I will. Besides in the short time I've known you, I've grown rather fond of you."
That takes the girl back, her temper extinguishes. "Really?" She asks.
"Yes really. You don't think I would keep you for myself if I wasn't fond of you."
She walks over to the man, her bare feet gliding across the damp grass. She wraps her arms around him and she reaches up to give him a kiss. "I'm fond of you too Malik." She presses her body up against his, "I think I might like being your slave."
The knight gets his own surprise, "Why the about face?"
"About face?"
"Yes, when I first untied you, you were not wanting to be a slave or tied up. But now you want to be mine. And you do know I'll like to tie you up."
She rests her head against his shoulders and thinks for a moment, "I'm not sure." She looks up at him, "It's partly do to the fact that you found me and didn't rape me, or torture me, or kill me." She presses a finger to his lips, as he's about to answer, "No let me finish. I was so scared being tied to a pole, naked and helpless. You were kinder then you had to be." She takes a moment to think a bit more, "And I didn't really know how fun it was to be tied up before was. Back in my homeland any form of sex for pleasure is taboo. I guess it's just my upbringing that's getting in the way." She presses her body up against his again; she takes special care to rub her bare breasts against his chest. A soft sigh escapes her lips at the pleasure this causes her.
The Iialian knight encircles her body with his arms, he places her into a gentle hug. She continues on, "And I don't think I've ever come that much before, in so short a time. I don't know if it was the bondage, the residual magic from what sent me here, or you. I think it might be a combination of all three." She places another kiss on his lips before continuing, "And if you want to tie me up and fuck me like you did yesterday I won't complain... too much."
The knight presses the girl close to him, "Well that is good. Because if you do like it, it means that you'll be able to use your magic more then if you weren't tied." He releases the girl and starts to clean up the camp. He takes down the tent after he pulls out the packs. He places his packs and the three additional packs on the packhorse. He spends a moment to tie the packs down firmly.
"Why do you say that, dear knight?"
"Well there have been some rumors I've heard, of treasures in the mountains. There are a few quests a knight can perform and a number adventures to follow. But a knight would be foolish to go at them alone. If you can learn to use your magic more; then I might be able to help out my land more then I have."
Ionua takes a moment to look at the knight; finally she realizes how much he loves his land causes her to re-evaluate this Iial and its people. All the rumors and insults she heard while growing up appear not to be true. "I don't know what help I can be, Malik." She says gently, "I only know minor apprentice level combative spells."
He turns to look at her once more after settling the packs in place. "You do know healing don't you?" He asks quietly, "I thought you said you did. You do have the talent to become a mage. Do you need to be taught by a master, or can you pick it up from books?"
Ionua picks up the cloak that Malik gave her the night before, "I can pick it up from books, but not as easily as with training." She smiles for a moment, "But that is really frowned upon."
The knight snorts softly at the girl, "Probably because the masters don't get apprentices as real slaves, if an apprentice can learn from a book. And they don't get the money for their training."
Her vibrant green eyes flash with anger, "That's not it Malik. We weren't slaves." She says hot with temper, but her fire quenches quickly. "I suppose you can look at it that way. But they did teach us to use magic." The cloak twirls around her shoulders and she ties it in place.
Malik nods and thinks for a moment, "Maybe Kimik has some books you can borrow." He looks at the three horses, "Take the mare for your mount. She's fairly gentle with new riders and well trained to keep you out of trouble." He reaches for the reins and hands them over to Ionua, "Lee, this is Ionua." He says to the horse.
The pale mare snuffles forward and gives the girl a good looking over and a sniff before giving her a gentle whinny. Ionua gives the horse's neck an affectionate pat. She giggles as the horse pushes against her. The girl's naked body becomes exposed as she holds onto the reins. "Pleased to meet you Lee." She turns back to Malik; "At least my bare feet won't get worn away."
"And that's a good thing, Kimik will at least have boots for a girl like you."
"You think so?"
"Yes I do. He would want to travel with his harem girls. But I doubt he'd like the wagons or those pavilions, they would all be on horses or walking."
Ionua thinks this over and asks, "No pampered pets?" She asks with a slight giggle, wrapping the cloak around her and doing her best to climb onto the back of the tall beast. She finally settles into the saddle.
Malik takes the moment to grin at her embarrassment, if she wants to control the beast she has to hold onto the reins. But with her hands holding the reins the sleeveless cloak opens to reveal her entire front.
"Stop looking at me like that Malik. I don't know how you would consider this decent." She wiggles around on the back of the beast trying to keep her cloak closed and hold onto the reins. The movement only causes the cloak to fall open even more, exposing her sides. She blushes again as she thinks of people seeing her like this.
"Well you are beautiful Ionua." He winks and reaches up and strokes a finger along her bare pubic area. He pulls back and grins, "And you're even getting you wet being dressed and exposed at the same time."
Her face takes on an even deeper blush even more, the blush creeping onto her upper chest. "Malik!" She says a bit angrily and a bit embarrassed.
The knight grins at the girl and turns to mount his horse. "Well it is true." He pulls himself up onto of the black war-horse. He pulls on his bladed shield and settles his sword belt within easy reach. He turns and leers playfully back at the redhead. "And you are a very beautiful woman."
Ionua blushes again and moves closer to the knight, "I hate to ask this, but would you take out the leash and attach it to my collar? That way if you hold it I can use my magic if anything happens."
Malik laughs softly with amusement and reaches over to the packhorse to find the leash. He pulls it out and attaches it to Ionua's collar and holds onto the end, "Is that better?"
"No." She says, "But it'll have to do."
"Well then lets start out." He sets the horse off in a slow walk letting the smaller mare follow the pace before starting a trot. He doesn't want the two horses separated by more then the leash's length.
* * *
Along the path and deep within the jungle trees a body lay in wait. The body is silent; waiting for prey to cross its path. Blue cat eyes watch the path below. The eyes glimmer with a sharp almost humanlike intelligence.
The thunder of hooves from the south causes those blue eyes to turn in that direction. Three horses quickly come into sight around a bend in the trail. One ridden by a tall muscular man armed with a shield and sword. An almost naked woman, who wears only a leash and a cloak that covers nothing, rides the second. The third horse carries the packs.
The cat in the trees watches the horse with the packs most, that's what she's after. These are the riches of the humans; her kind hardly ever sees them in the jungles. She thinks of the show she'll give the people in her village, she'll show them that she was right to rob these men.
The horses travel down towards the part of the path below her tree. She slowly prepares for her pounce and then makes it. Her strong legs propel her into a leap from the trees towards the man. But her inexperience costs her in her hunt. Her pounce lands her graceful body before them.
Malik instinctively lets go of the leash attached to Ionua's collar. The knight pulls back on the reins of his massive war-horse. Shadow rears back and thrusts forward with his hooves. The cat instinctively dodges back as the black horse attacks. During the horse's rear Malik's sword slides out of his scabbard and comes up ready to strike.
Shadow's front hooves land on the ground and give Malik a jar. The warrior is use to the actions of his horse and hardly takes any notice of it. A tall leopard woman stands before the knight and his warhorse, shaped much like a human but with the head and claws of a leopard. The cat's head topped with long blond hair. Her body is barely covered by the clothes favored by the leopard race. A sheet of cloth hangs down from her neck and covers her breasts, the sheet is tied behind her back supporting her breasts close but not hiding the fair sized or the seductive curves. Similar sheets of cloth hang down from a string belt to form a loincloth. The sheets barely long enough and wide enough to cover, they have been kept small to prevent them from hindering her movement.
Fear starts to shine in her blue eyes. A fear that the well trained horse might attack her again. And a gnawing fear that she has bitten off more then she can chew, again. She realizes that she has greatly underestimated the horses and the man that leads them. And finally a fear of the long sword pointed at her throat by the man.
She still holds her spear in one hand and her shield in the other. Her warrior training forced her to a crouching stance when she jumped away from the iron shod hooves of the black war-horse. But she still tries to maintain her dignity.
"I'll take…" She says with a slight stutter.
But Malik cuts her off, "Take is it? You'll take nothing."
Ionua nears Malik on the other side, "What is she?"
"A bad thief who doesn't know a knight when she sees one." He says never taking his eyes off the leopard woman.
"I am not!" The leopard woman starts but is cut off again.
"Quiet!" The knight's voice commands. His voice hard and laced with steel. The voice that has quieted sergeants on the field, and recruits with one syllable, his voice is use to command. The cat falls silent and instinctively takes a step back, the fear growing rapidly in her eyes.
"Drop your weapon cat!" He says coldly, "And I may let you off with a warning this time."
"No!" She says finding her backbone again.
"No?" He says; his voice laced in disdain.
"Never!" She shouts out. She can't back down now. Her arrogance and pride forces her deeper into the confrontation.
"Malik." Ionua starts, "We should just leave her."
"No, not now. If I don't take care of this small pest now, she might try again on a less capable foe."
"Pest!" The cat woman shouts back, "I'm more then a pest, you… you…" The leopard woman says stuttering again.
The knight dismounts his horse, "Oh you think so do you?" His voice laced with insult, "Think you can beat me? On even terms?"
Ionua cries out, "Malik no, not now."
The knight doesn't look back, "Peace Ionua, this is nothing to worry about."
"Nothing to worry about?!?" The cat starts again, "I can beat you any day human." Her arrogance and anger blind her fear and instincts. "I am Nalua, and a leopard woman. I can beat any human any day." She doesn't wait for an answer but strikes out blindly, her spear thrusts towards the dismounted knight.
Malik's shield hardly moves to intercept the point of the spear, the shield knock against the raised ridges along the top. The ridges, designed to catch a sword slashed at the shield, do catch spear but do not hold it. Instead the blades along the leading edges of the raised ridges catch the wood of the spears shaft. The strong thrust causes the ridge blades to sink deep into the wood. The force of the thrust snaps the shaft of the spear destroying the weapon.
Nalua growls in frustration and drops the ruined spear. Her blood lust forces her to almost miss a parry to the counter sweep of Malik's long sword. Her shield rocks under the impact of his strike. The wood covered frame groans and slowly cracks under the impact of the metal blade.
The leopard jumps back on her powerful legs to get out of range of the knight and draws the only metal weapon she has: a short sword. She rushes forward again and tries to sweep the sword down on top of the knight.
The knight easily dodges her sword, moving to the side and lets the blade sweep over his head. His sword comes up with a small trust. His thrust passes in between the air gap between her breasts and the string that holds the small sheet of cloth that covers them. The sword tip pierces the cloth easily. Malik pulls the sword back and to the side to prepare for a parry, ripping the sheet away from one end of the string that wraps around the cat's neck, and cutting the string that ran behind the cat's back.
The small sheet of cloth falls from her breasts. Revealing the white fur covering all but the deep red nipples. Nalua grows again with anger as the cloth is cut away. The cloths that cover her body are given to a leopard man or woman when they have proven their adulthood.
Nalua's reflexes pull her sword back and up into a back sweep towards the knight, but her short sword strikes against the knight's sword. Malik holds the cat's blade against his as she expels the strength of her sweep. His shield arm pushes forward against her exposed side and he grabs the string making the belt of the loincloth, and rips it free.
The last of the cat's clothes falls away. She darts back again and growls with anger. Her body now naked, revealing all her white fur, down to the golden, curly pubic hair covering her cunt. Malik just winks at cat making her angrier still.
"A nice kitten shouldn't be out playing with swords." He says with insult.
"I'm not a kitten! I'm an adult!" She says with another growl, her eyes blinded by her anger. She rushes forward again and makes another sweep towards Malik's head, she forgets that the same move didn't work the last time.
The move does not surprise Malik; he just raises his shield again and lets the blade deflect off the top and to the side. He waits for the sword to finish the bounce off the thick metal of his shield and thrusts the bladed edge forward. The bladed edge of his shield cut deeply into the front of the cat's wooden shield, then bounces away. But Malik bends his elbow and pushes forward.
The bladed ridges along the top and lower portion of the shield start to cut into the wood where the leading edge struck. The ridges impale the weakened wood. The tips of the ridges pierce deeply into the wooden shield and cut into the cat's arm. The cat's blood drips down the inside of her shield. Already off balance from her failed sweep, the pain only causes her to become lose more of her balanced. She howls out her pain.
The knight isn't through with his move, yet. He moves his shield arm back to the left. The shield pushes against the cat and causes to spin around. Her arm that carries the shield is forced back as the ridges of Malik's shield tear the shield apart. Her arm is cut more as the tips of the ridges tear out of her skin. A loud snap, followed by another howl of pain echoes through the forest, the destruction of her shield and the violent maneuver of the knight, breaks Nalua's forearm before the leather holding the ruined wooden shield in place snaps.
Nalua falls to the ground with another cry. Her sword leaves her hand and bounces away from her hand. She rolls over onto her back and grasps her broken arm in her right hand. Tears of pain flow from her eyes, as she looks at the long sword now pointed at her throat.
"Yield." Are the words of command that come past the knight's lips.
The leopard woman just nods in pain as she settles back into bushes near the trees. The golden fur of her hand stained red with blood as she tries to stop the bleeding.
Malik puts his sword away and sighs as he looks at the cat on the grass. She is such a pitiful sight in the bushes that he looks at Ionua. "Can you heal her?"
The redhead comes over and kneels besides the cat. Nalua is in such pain that she doesn't notice; she just keeps looking at the knight. Malik picks up the leash that he dropped before and wills the sex sorceress's magic to flow.
The redhead starts the spell and soon the blood stops seeping out from under the golden fur of the hand. Nalua howls again as the magic sets the broken bone in place and heals the fracture. The pain from the healing is enough to cause the cat to faint.
The sex witch also faints from the magic. The break and the bleeding a bit more then she is use to dealing with. Malik wraps Ionua up in her cloak and makes sure she is comfortable. There is no way that they can travel until she has recovered. He knows that much about magic.
The knight looks at the leopard woman and begins to wonder what to do about her. He considers her dangerous to an unarmed party. Especially since he's cut her clothes away, and effectively making her a kitten in the eyes of her people. He kneels besides the cat and examines her arm with an experienced eye. Not even a scratch remains of the cuts, and the bone was set properly, the only remnant of the wound is the blood staining her fur.
The knight picks the still unconscious leopard woman up and stands her against a tree. He pulls a leather string from his belt pouch and uses it to tie her hands together, and to the tree over her head. Another leather string goes around her waist to take the weight of her body. Lastly he ties her feet apart to a couple of other trees. He makes sure that none of the strings cut off her circulation and she won't hurt herself with being tied like she is.
Malik then sits down and starts cleaning his sword waiting for the sex witch to wake up again. It isn't long before the female leopard starts to wake up. She pulls against her bondage as she opens her eyes. Her anger is gone, replaced with fear as she realizes how she helpless.
"What do you plan on doing with me?" She asks.
The knight looks up, "Awake are you?" He asks, "I'm not sure what to do with you. Obviously I can't let a bandit go."
The naked leopard woman looks at the knight, "I won't attack anymore people. I promise." She pleads.
He shakes his head, "I'm afraid that isn't good enough. You tried to rob us and failed. Ionua had to pay for that failure. What of her?"
Nalua falls silent. Her tears start to form again, "I don't know milord." She says.
"So the cat does know manners." He looks up at her, "Its obvious to me that you aren't that old. And by your actions I'd say you're barely an adult."
"What of it?" She shakes her head letting her blond hair sweep from side to side.
"Nothing I suppose." He stands up and walks over to her. He looks over, "You also have blond hair and blue eyes. Not exactly common with leopard women is it?"
Her eyes glare at the night, "No it isn't, I'm unique."
His fingers stroke her hair, "I suppose you are. That must have been rough."
Again she says angrily, "What of it?"
The knight turns and goes to look at the still unconscious girl, "You just seem to be filled with anger."
No response comes from the leopard. Malik ignores her for the time being. Ionua slowly wakes up as the knight caresses her cheek, "You alright Ionua?" He asks with concern.
The girl sits up and gathers the robe around her naked body. She looks around and sees the cat. "She tried to rob us. What are we going to do with her?"
Malik looks at Ionua, "I don't know, Ionua. We can't let her go. But I think I do know a way to punish her for her crimes and let you recover some of your magic."
The cat listens with interest as Ionua looks up, "What's that Malik. I can take power from the passions in a body if that's what you mean." She looks at the bound cat, "And she would be perfect for that."
Nalua starts to struggle against the bondage again not liking the sound of things. Malik goes on, "The leopard women that I've heard of are very quick to arouse and take forever to come down from a peak unless they climax." His smile is filled with a bit of menius, "Think you can get her close to her peak without letter her go over and then when you have recovered your power we can go on own way."
The sex witch looks at the cat almost with pity, and then with anger, "Yes I suppose so."
Nalua looks at the two, "No!" She cries out, "Please not that. I haven't gone through my first heat as an adult. You can't do that to me."
Ionua looks at Malik, "What does she mean."
Malik laughs a bit, "Well that means she's still a virgin. And probably has never had an orgasm. They don't let the kittens climax or go into heat where they can have sex."
The cat keeps shaking her head back and forth. Trying to deny them. She stops and looks down at the two, "Please no." She begs, her arrogance and pride gone.
Ionua looks back at the cat, "Well she did try to rob us. And I've had a hard enough time healing her. She should be taught a lesson so she won't rob anyone else." She stands up and pulls off her cloak leaving her naked. She walks seductively up to the cat and rubs her body against the soft fur. She grins, "Just relax Nalua." She stands up on her toes and rubs her breasts against the leopard woman. The cat tries to bare her teeth at the woman but doesn't get far.
"We can't have that." Malik gets another leather string and wraps it around her jaws tying her mouth shut. The leopard woman stares at the two, her eyes starting to lose their anger as the sex witch starts to caress her breasts.
"Do you need anything Ionua to get your magic restored?" Asks looking at the bags. Ionua turns from Nalua; her hands still continue to rub all over the cat's fur around her breasts, her hands caress Nalua's sensitive skin under the fur.
"Just the leash." She says, and thinks for a moment, "But I have an idea." Her eyes look towards the cat, a little miffed that Nalua tried to rob them. "I think I'm going to try a spell. Get me a couple of chains Malik and we'll see just how much these leathers amplify my magic."
Nalua can't help but purr at the caressing. Her body begins to betray her to its arousal. Her eyes start to glaze over with pleasure. She rocks her hips against the leather string holding her waist; her motions begin to stretch the string. Malik opens up one of the bags on the packhorse and gathers up the chains and some clips.
Ionua leaves the cat for a moment and lets her simmer in her arousal. She takes the chains and gives Malik a kiss, "Want to help me milord?" She asks as she bends down and clips a one-foot chain between her ankles.
"How do you want that Ionua?"
"Well you can get naked and fuck me from behind as I lick this cat out."
"I suppose I can do that." He slowly takes off his clothes. Making sure the leash is clipped to the back of the collar first, Ionua clips another one-foot chain between her wrists and clips the middle of it to her collar.
Nalua's eyes watch the two. The pleasure contained in her body and her instincts takes over her mind and body. Her pubic hair glistens with the juices of her arrousal. Ionua smiles at that and kneels down before the cat. She presses her head forward and lifts up her rear and waggles it enticingly for Malik.
Malik takes off the last of his clothes; his manhood is already erect and ready. The cat's blue eyes look at the naked man, her tongue starts to slowly brush against her where she can get it free of the leather tie around her jaw. Her eyes focus at his cock, wanting that hard long shaft inside her.
Ionua feels the arousal of her soon to be victim. "See something you like there kitten?" She taunts, "Well you aren't going to get that." Her fingers start to finger the cat's vagina, splitting her folds. Ionua leans forward and licks her tongue against the juicy and sensitive skin of Nalua's vagina.
"She's quite tasty Malik." She turns back and grins at the knight. "Take my leash and we can get started. And push that nice long cock into me." That last said just for the cat's benefit.
The naked knight kneels down behind Ionua and takes the leash in his hands. He starts to stroke his cock a little and then pushes the tip of it against her Ionua's cunt. He thrusts his erect shaft slowly into her.
Ionua moans loudly with passion, louder then she has before. "Oh yes, thrust into me, master." She says into the leopard woman's cunt. "It feels so good. Wouldn't you like to feel his shaft in you Nalua?"
Nalua moans loudly, and then she lets out a muffled growl at the taunting. Her arousal builds as she sees Malik's cock slips into Ionua from behind, the erect shaft glistens with the woman's juices. The taunting from Ionua only causes her to want Malik's manhood more. Her instincts and arousal demand that pleasure. Ionua's tongue brushes against the cat's clit and starts her spell.
"Ni-kia," The sorceress starts with a moan, she reaches forward with one of her bound hands and starts to stroke along the cat's butt crack. The well trained sex witch lubricates her finger with the cat's own juices and then starts to probe Nalua's anus with her finger. This causes a loud moan to come out of Nalua's trapped jaw. "Ii-sli." The magic power enters Ionua's mouth as she licks up the cat's juices.
Malik thrusts his cock in and out of Ionua; he leans over the woman and reaches down and around her and gives her nipples a pinch, causing the redhead to moan loudly with her spell. She gains power quickly from her arousal letting Malik fuck her towards a peak. The knight starts to sigh softly with ever stroke; he pushes his shaft in and out of the sex witch.
"Au-sha." Ionua releases the magic she built up into the cat and completes the spell, "Ni-sula." She smiles to herself as she feels the spell take hold and starts to lick the cunt in front of her with all her skill. The sex sorceress comes closer and closer to her climax.
Nalua continues purrs and moans loudly. Her body held at her peak but she can't climax despite all the sensations. She moans in frustration and pulls against her bondage even more as she tries to climax.
The knight climaxes first, his hot white orgasm shoots deeply into Ionua's womanhood. The hot fluid impacts against the walls Ionua's vagina and pushes the redhead to her own climax. She screams out, "Oh yes!!! That's so good, master!"
Malik pulls out after they both come down from their orgasms, and he sits on the path next to the redhead. It isn't long until Ionua crawls over to Malik and starts to lick his cock clean, she makes sure that the bound leopard woman gets a good look. Malik removes the chains from Ionua's cuffs and collar and looks at her. He leans down whispers in her ear, "Calling me master a lot aren't you?"
Ionua giggles, "Well its true. But I do it just to taunt the cat and make her even more aroused. Having her see you give pleasure to a slave instead of to her." She says back in a whisper. Ionua stands up and walks over to Nalua. She spends the time to remove the leather string from her jaws.
"Well Nalua I'm all recovered, thank you."
The cat purrs and moans her body still highly aroused, "Please let me come." She begs the two humans.
Ionua reaches down and starts to finger the leopard's cunt, "No I don't think so. You tried to rob us after all. And I think this teaches you a valuable lesson."
Malik chuckles softly to himself as he watches at the two. He pulls on his clothes again, "Just be glad we didn't kill you for our troubles."
"Please milord." Nalua says, "Please don't leave me like this." She moans softly as her hips wiggle against the bondage.
"I think we will Nalua. This will teach you that you can't rob humans." He reaches down and picks up the remains of her clothes. "I think we'll take these as well. You'll have to find some new ones." He gives her an impish smile, "Till then you'll be a kitten to your people."
"No, please!" She moans out, her juices begin to cover the white fur of her inner legs.
Malik hands Ionua her cloak and helps her climb up onto the back of the pale mare. He picks up his weapons and climbs onto shadow's back. "You'll have to learn your lesson." He says a bit with regret.
The knight leads the horses back down the trail. Ionua turns to Malik before they get out of earshot. "I almost feel sorry for her."
"Why is that?"
"Because the spell I cast on her. It won't allow her to have a climax till her virginity is removed by a man's cock." She says with a small laugh.
"No!" The cat screams out pulling against the leather strings, causing them to stretch more.
"You didn't?" Malik says.
Ionua grins, "I did. That'll teach her to try and rob a sex witch."
Malik shakes his head a bit with amusement and leads the horses down the trail. "I hope you made it so that it can be a leopard man's cock."
Ionua thinks for a moment, "Oh, I forgot about that. She'll need to find a human to break that spell."
"Please no!" Nalua shouts after the pair, "Please release me."
But the two are too far down the trail, leaving the cat woman only her sword, her ruined shield and her broken spear.
* * *
After about an hour later Nalua finally pulls free of the leather ties. Her hands immediately go to her cunt and she starts to stroke her clitoris. She moans loudly, as she strokes hard against the sensitive. She cups one of her large breasts and pinches one of her erect nipples trying desperately to climax. Her eyes fill with lust as she licks against her breasts with her sandpaper like tongue.
She breathes deeply, her breaths broken with moans. It only causes her to become more and more aroused. She eventually gives up as her fur becomes covered with her juices. Nalua gathers up her sword and puts it in her scabbard. She buckles the sword belt against her back. Her eyes turn down the trail where the two humans went.
She makes her decision and runs down the trail trying to catch up to them. The cat runs and stops to break ever half an hour as her endurance runs out. Her hand instinctively goes to her vagina and strokes herself again and again every few hundred yards. She stops herself every time she when realizes what she is doing.
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Nightfall comes to the forest as the three horses and two riders journey down the jungle path. It isn't long before they decide to look for a good camping spot. The horses have been walking ever since they stumbled upon the cat in the forest.
Malik points out a clearing to the side of the jungle path. "That looks like a good spot." He says as he looks over it.
"I suppose it is Malik." Ionua answers, she looks at the knight, "I still feel a bit guilty about what we did to Nalua. She needed the lesson but I still think my temper got the better of me."
"Maybe Ionua. Maybe." He leads the horses into the clearing, "But I think she'll be alright."
"I don't know. She'll be constantly aroused until she gets fucked."
"I know." He says with a bit of a guilty conscious. "We can't do anything about it now. You get some supper started, and I'll take care of the horses?" He asks as his leg swings over the horse and he lands on the ground.
"Alright Malik." She dismounts and walks to the packs. She drops her cloak on the ground and stands naked again. She winks at the knight and makes a show of bending over to find the pot and some dries meat for stew.
The show has the desired effect on Malik, but he pulls himself away and starts to pull the tack from the back of the horses and pulls the packs from the packhorse. He leads them over to some nice grasses and pours some oats out onto a bucket he gets from the packs.
"The stew should be done soon." Ionua says as she comes back. She wraps her arms around the knight and presses up against him. "What else can I do for you, Malik?" Her hands rub down his front till they come to the bulge in his pants. The knight brushes her away and gives her a smile.
"Help me put up the tent and get all the packs inside." He leans down to give her a kiss, "Then we can play."
The night starts to deepen as they pull the packs into the tent. They sit down to rest inside the tent on the bed roll, "Quite a day wasn't it Ionua?"
"Yes it was." She says after a moment, "We should check on the fire and on our supper."
"I suppose you're right." He leans over and gives her a kiss. He gives another sigh and stands up to open the flap to the tent. He gives a gasp of surprise. "You should see this Ionua."
Outside and on the other side of the fire is Nalua. Still naked, and she kneels before the fire. Her knees spread so none of her body is covered.
"What are you doing here?" Ionua asks.
The cat looks up at Ionua and Malik, "Please." She starts. "I can't go back to my people, not like this. And I'm so desperate to climax."
Ionua looks at Malik and sighs, but can't say anything.
"I need to climax, I feel so hot and wet right now. I'll do anything." Her eyes look at the collar around Ionua's throat. "I'll become your slave and wear a collar like she does." She looks up at Malik, "Please fuck me, master." She begs again, tears starting to form in her eyes.
Ionua looks at Malik, "I don't think she'll be robbing people now. And if you're wanting to go questing as you said, she might be useful."
Nalua says, "Yes I can be helpful, I'll do anything you want."
"Oh alright." Malik says, "Come over here Nalua."
The leopard woman crawls over to Malik on all fours, her breasts swaying from side to side. She looks up at Malik, "What do you want of me, master?" She asks.
Malik sighs as he looks down, "You want to be my slave?" He asks.
"If you fuck me, yes." She says.
"I don't know. I don't want to take you as a slave if you won't like it after."
"Please, master." She says, her eyes filmed with lust.
"No I won't take you as a slave. I don't think you'll like it."
She looks up and begs, "Please."
"Wait." He says with command, "You must swear never to try being a bandit again, and never steal from the innocent. I know you cats are honorable when it comes to your word."
"I swear never to rob the innocent and be a bandit again." She says.
"We'll see if you still want to be a slave afterwards." He starts to slip out of his clothes, his manhood already hard and erect. Ionua bends down besides the cat and starts to caress her fur. "Now just lay back and relax. If you're still a virgin this might hurt."
She looks at the redhead and lies down on her back, "Just let me come." Her hand starting to stroke her clit again, "And let me come soon."
Malik kneels down between the cat's legs, "Oh you will." He looks at Ionua, "guess there's no need for foreplay is there?" His finger moves down to brush against the leopard woman's womanhood; his penis slips easily into her juice filled folds.
Ionua grins, "I guess not, but you can always have some foreplay with me." She looks at the cat, "Or you can lick me while he fucks you."
"Anything!" The cat cries out as Malik pulls his finger from her. Ionua grins and straddles across the cat's chest and pushes her wet vagina towards the mouth of the leopard. Nalua's blue eyes look at hairless slit. She sticks out her raspy tongue and brushes it against the sensitive folds.
"Oh! That feels good!" Ionua sayss out right away. The cat licks up some more of the redhead's juices and spends a moment to taste. She purrs and starts to lick harder and faster finding that she likes the taste of the girl's love juices.
Malik takes a moment to watch the two have their fun. He smiles at the moans and cries from Ionua. He places one of his hands on her shoulders to give him some leverage. His other hand slowly guides his erect cock towards the golden hair covered slit. He slowly presses into her.
Nalua moans loudly and then screams as the knight's cock pushes into her virgin folds. She licks harder and faster, pushing the red-haired sex witch into a climax. More of the woman's juices flow out of her and onto the cat's tongue.
Malik continues to push his cock into Nalua, until he reaches her virginity. He pauses for a moment and then thrusts hard, pushing past the blockage. The pain causes the cat to howl loudly. Tears begin form in her eyes. But the pain also pushes her over the edge of her long denied climax. Her body goes stiff and her scream turns into a loud cry of passion. No words form in her lips.
Malik keeps thrusting his manhood in and out of the cat. Pleasure slowly replaces the pain in her vagina. Nalua begins her licking again, she licks all along Ionua's hairless cunt. The sex sorceress holds the jungle cat's head against her wet slit.
Malik continues to sigh loudly with every thrust; he moves his hips faster and harder, forcing his cock deeper into Nalua. The cat climaxes soon again, her high sex drive pushing her for more and more pleasure.
The throbbing muscles around his cunt cause Malik to climax soon after. His climax shoots deep into the cat cunt. Nalua barely has time to come down from her second climax before a third shakes her body. This last one feels as hot as the fire. Her teeth rub against the redhead's bare pussy giving her more sensations then just her tongue.
Ionua screams out yet again with climax, "Oh yes! Right there! Fuck me with that rough tongue of yours!"
The knight pulls his cock out of the leopard lady's cunt and sits back waiting for the two to recover. Ionua slowly pulls herself off and grins at Malik, her hand caressing the belly fur of Nalua.
"I think that's what she wanted."
Nalua purrs as the caressing and slowly drifts off to sleep, content for the moment, letting the fire warm her fur and skin as she sleeps. Ionua stands up and holds her hand out to the knight.
"Lets have our supper and then go to bed."