Harem Of Fur

In the lab with Raven, Jezebelle and Vivica

"I'm about done with the counter agent, so could you get the dose ready? There should be a cup and a canteen of water in that bag over there. Fill the cup with water and then add maayyybeee..." he looked at the lust potion, trying to decide what would be an appropriate dosage. "About this much to the water." He indicated about a fifth of the potion.

"Make sure to heat it too, if I'm going to collect any data on it's effectiveness, I'd like to test it under ideal conditions. Or at least as ideal as we can get, under the circumstances. Also," He leant over to whisper to her. "Don't feel bad about what you said to her just then; I'm tempted to do the same - she's just making her situation worse."
 
Heading to baths with loads of furry girls :D

Alexis nodded and brightened immediately, she locked paws with Leilana and hoisted herself up with a small hop. She giggled and her tail twitched in time with her change of mood.

"Ohhh that sounds very nice, thank you Leilana!" Her ears perked and she wrapped her other arm around Jedia before beckoning to the Lionesses to join their ranks as the five of them made their way to the bathes.

She wandered in the door and broke ranks with the girls, her ears immediately covering her face as she found herself staring at the pretty bat already entertaining one of the Masters. She quickly turned and headed to the larger bath at the far end of the room so that all five of them could fit together. She smiled and without any embarressment; proceeded to strip her flowing lilac garments off. She piled them and tossed her violet locks, running vigorous paws through them quickly before she stepped into the warm water and sighed with relief.

"I can't remember if water ever felt this good before...rabbits are not meant for deserts and most definitely not this one!" She giggled and attempted small talk, not sure what these others were interested in as it seemed Jedia was accustomed to Harem life but most certainly spoilt by her previous Master. The twins seemed to be attached at the hip but Alexis supposed this was normal though she wondered about them a bit and then of course the pretty fox who caused her an insane amount of curiosity.

"Hey so tell me about yourselves guys, what was life like for you all...before...everything went to hell for our lot?" She asked timidly, knowing this was a sensitive subject for her could only mean she wasn't the only one in this particular basket. Lexie wondered if the others had lost family too? She knew a fair few had lost their Masters, certainly a few of the Masters in her old Harem had been killed but for Master Wolf; Alexis was certain she'd have joined them in death.
 
In the tower with Master Corwyn, Master Raven & Jezebelle (the cat)

Vivica listened to the instructions and started to get organized "Yes Corwyn that is no problem" She hesitated when Corwyn first leaned towards her, but when he comforted her about her out burst. She smiled at him warmly, Vivica could tell she was going to like him.

Following the instructions carefully vivica diluted and warmed the potion and then handed a vile to Corwyn, she still couldn't bring herself to condone this enough to hand the potion over herself "Here you go Master Corwyn....she will need to drink it now" Vivica glanced to the cat and shook her head before turning to clean up again wanting no part in this.
 
In the Baths with Alexis, Leilana, and the Twins

Jedia made sure to exaggerate the sway of her hips as the bunny laid her arm about her. Alexis was beautiful and she'd been the only furry her previous master had owned. When they entered the bathes she couldn't help but giggle at Alexis' as the little rabbit covered her eyes at the sight of one of their masters properly introducing himself to one of the slaves. She let Alexis continue on to the baths and just stood, enjoying the view for a moment. She finally pulled herself away as the last of their group passed and she hurried on to the large bath.

She quickly and happily shed her clothes and dipped down into the water, smiling as the warmth surrounded her. "Mmmm, lovely." She paddled through the water to bump up close to Alexis and relaxed.
 
Tower Lab, Raven, Corwyn, Vivica, Jezebelle's punishment begins.

Raven listened with amusement, then watched as they made preparations. He, in the meantime, grabbed the feline's wrist, dragging her over to an empty lab table. "Most people would strip you at this time. However, I believe leaving you clothed would be the smarter thing to do in these circumstances. I'd ordinarily suggest we do something like this in the dungeon where you can be shackled and chained. But you still have a test being prepared down there. Be grateful that I do not CANCEL that test as part of your punishment."

With that, he grabbed a rope from a nearby table. "This rope's enchanted, yes?" With that, he pushed the feline down on the table, before double looping the rope around each of her hands, then her ankles. He tied her up in what he was fairly certain was the mating position, with her tail pulled high and her arse in the air. Then he secured her to the table legs, and waited for them to administer the potion. He spoke calmly and quietly. "Because this is punishment, you are being tied up so that you can't relieve the urges it will cause in you. Do you understand, KITTEN?" He emphasized the word kitten, having a feeling she wouldn't like it.
 
The Lab with Corwyn, Vivica, Raven

"Because this is punishment, you are being tied up so that you can't relieve the urges it will cause in you. Do you understand, KITTEN?"

The cat couldn't stop herself from wincing when Raven called her 'Kitten', and she turned her face towards his. Her expression was a mix of anger...she and Anger were good friends after so many years together, and it was rare for her to be seen without it...and a sad, far off sort of sickness. She openned her mouth...let it hang that way a second...then shut it again. No, I won't even say; He knows I don't like it, and he's damned welcome to keep saying it if he wants to hurt me, but I'm not going to let him see just why.

She was glad they hadn't stripped her before tying her to the table. It was a single small reprieve in this all. As was the other one, Corwyn, not taking such a twisted joy in what he was going to do with her...to her. She openned her mouth yet again, this time to take the potion when Corwyn was going to pour it down her throat.
 
Nexus~Main hall

Nexus looked at Jez her eyes cold...so cold... as she listened to Raven take the punishment of the cat upon himself. She opened her mouth but allowed it to drift shut until she heard the snotty little apology.

"Sorry...you just happened to be the first one I saw wander off."

It's obvious you can't be trusted. As the Master has decided to take it upon himself to punish you for your disrespect toward me, I suppose I should let it go. And I will. For now.

Lowering her voice to a barely audible growl, she turned her back and walked away, nearly tripping over the dog who had knelt nearby.

Get up, pretty. There is no need to kneel. I am no more in charge of my life than you are of yours.

Nexus sighed and looked at the female with her soft fur and limpid eyes.

I do not mean to be brutal or to sound hard. Please forgive me. I require time alone. I need to focus this rage where no one will be hurt.

Giving a gracious bow to the dog, Nexus moved around her and walked away. Her first stop was her room, no longer a haven. She would never sleep there again. With shaking fingers she dug down through her robes and found two small daggers. She grabbed both of them and stalked back out, heading for the forecourt outside.

She began with fluid movements, practicing various strikes, moving from position to position as she fought to control the need to ravage someone. Soon she was damp from sweat, her body heaving with exertion, the daggers tossed away as she went to bare hands, her claws coming out as she whirled. She paid no attention, heard no one, so inwardly focused was she. Her vision soon grayed at the edges and before long, she passed out.
 
An embarrassed smile crept across my face and I had to look away as we entered the bathing chamber. It was an ornate room but all I noticed was the bat, Selene and one of the masters. They were… were joining and I quickly continued after Alexis.

Once they were hidden behind a row of tall green plants and our little group was afforded some privacy I relaxed and began to breathe easier. I compared the thin wraps I had always worn around my waist and chest with the lovely flowing garments worn by some of the other women as we disrobed. The lilac worn by Alexis was particularly attractive and I couldn’t help but run my hand through the soft material as she spoke from the water.

Naked, I stooped to grab a skin gourd from a leather bag I had dropped onto my pile of clothes. There was a splash as Jedia entered the water and I slinked in after her.

"Hey so tell me about yourselves guys, what was life like for you all...before...everything went to hell for our lot?" Alexis asked timidly.

I listened to her voice as I squirted shampoo onto my hands before passing the gourd to the bunny and motioning for everyone to help themselves. The tone in the bunny’s voice hinted at pain and loss.

“I…” I began slowly, “I was married. My Reynard and I lived alone in a little borrow. We had everything I had ever wanted, had even spoken of children until it all went to hell, as you say. For some reason Khenmu wants me alive and so that’s how I try to stay.” I finished with a forced sort of laugh.

“Truth is girls, this, now… It’s the best I have been treated since I fled my home. If Vivica is good at herbs we may even have a supply of soap. Now that would be dreamy.”

I looked around for the next to speak, closing my eyes as I lowered my head under the water. The warm water relaxed my mind even if it didn’t drive away the guilt.
 
Jedia intercepted the shampoo and quickly poured some out into her hands before passing it on. She squeezed her way in behind Alexis and rubbed her hands together, coating them in the fragant shampoo before taking hold of the bunny's head and begining to work it in. She coated her fellow slave's hair well before moving her soapy hands up Alexis' ears, taking her time to gently rub the shampoo into the fine fur that covered them.
 
In the lab with Raven, Jezebelle and Vivica

Corwyn was careful when giving Jezebelle the potion, both to make sure none was spilt and that she didn't choke on it. No reason to make this any worse for her.

"You should feel it start to work in a few seconds or so. I'll keep an eye on your physical state and administer the counter agent if I think it's going too far." Raven might want to use this as a punishment, but Corwyn was going to treat it as a test of the potion. One he would never use normally, but needs must when the devil vomits into your kettle.

He collected his notebook to take what notes he'd need to and whispered to Vivica. "Don't let the rest of that potion out of your sight; I don't know if Raven's the sort to take it, but with something that strong, I'd rather not take any chances."

As he returned to Jezebelle, he weaved two spells. One to partition his mind again - as taking accurate notes would be difficult if he was constantly appalled by what was happening to her - and another to bring up information on her physical state; various details floating in the air around him and moving with a gesture if he needed them out of the way.
 
Jezebelle - The Lab, with Raven, Corwyn, and Vivica

For a brief moment, Jezebelle considered spitting out their precious potion...right into Raven's face, if she could get her head around to aim in his direction...but for all the negative qualities the cat woman had, stupid was not among them. She swallowed the mixture to get this experiment/penence behind her, finding the taste very much not to her liking. Just as well, I wasn't going to drink it ever again no matter how it tasted. To prove she was being a good little girl, she showed her open, empty mouth to Corwyn so he'd know that yes, it had gone down.

During the first few minutes...or it may have only been seconds that felt like long minutes...Jezebelle didn't feel anything out of the ordinary. Then however, a heat began between her legs; Barely noticable, but growing and spreading from her sexual core. She grit her teeth, shut her eyes tight, and gripped the edge of the table in a white-knuckle grip. If she could, she wasn't going to give these people anything to see. Before very long, beads of sweat formed on her face and back from the strain. After a few more of those minutes/seconds, it was clear to her she was fighting a losing battle.

Her whole body was warm, almost as unbearable as it had been crossing the desert. She could feel her nipples stiffening with her unbidden arrousal, and what little fabric that covered her breasts was rubbing against them. Unfortunately it was made of silk, the only thing she had brought with her because of how nice it felt against her body, which was working against her now. She gripped the table tighter, her claws marking its underside with two sets of thin, parallel scratches. Her breath came quicker, in rapid panting sounds. She bit her bottom lip to silence herself, to no avail, and let out a low, drawn out groan.

As a final resort, Jezebelle started to twist her tightly bound wrists back and forth, pulling against the ropes to bring them as close against her skin as possible, and bit at her lips again, using her sharper, pointed canines now. A trickle of blood ran slowly down to her chin. Finally, considering her position on the table, she raised her head, bending it back to the limits of her neck...and brought it down on the table top with a resounding crack.

Then she bent it back on her neck again...
 
Raven: The lab and punishment.

Raven winced at the sudden self-destructive behavior. He frowned, then grabbed a soft cushion from a nearby chair, and moved it under her head to prevent that again. He made sure it wouldn't move, and then fixed her with a glare. "You do realize the easiest way to get this to end is to submit?"

He didn't think she'd do that, but he also hadn't expected her to try to bash her brains out like that. He looked at Corwyn, his eyes clearly expressing his own worry. Then he looked back at the young feline, and knelt down in front of her face. "Do try to stay alive long enough to take my test, kitten. Wouldn't want to have to tear that whole work down. Or worse, try to find someone else who might actually be able to learn what I have to teach."
 
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Vivica glanced from the potion to Master Raven and then back to Corwyn, she did not speak but simply nodded so he knew she understood and went to stand near the potion. It was now cooling so in the wrong hands ...there was just no telling what it would do. Vivica could not watch the cat's punishment so placed her back to the scene and instead stood near the potion and flipped through Corwyn's potion book.

She hoped Corwyn would not mind, she was curious as to what it contained beyond the lust potion. Once this matter with the Cat was over with, she would ask Corwyn if some useful items for the harem were needed, lotions and balms for healing or to moisturize the skin, soap, she could even do sleeping tonic if needed. She just wanted to be useful.

Vivica's tail swished idly while she browsed the book, she took note of potions of various kinds, ones to change your shape, to poison to protect.....it was all very interesting but mostly above Vivica's knowledge or understanding of such things. Hearing the loud bang against the wooden table, Vivica turned to look........in her haste she bumped the potion but was lucky enough to catch the beaker before it spilled every were, she sighed and made sure it was steady again, and then licked the minor drop that had splashed onto her hand. Before turning to see what was going on, it was as her eyes fell onto the cat's wriggling form that her eyes went wind....she had just licked some of the cooling potion!!!

"OH NO.....Masters" she gasped.
 
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In the lab with Raven, Jezebelle and Vivica

Injuring herself was something Corwyn hadn't expected but was thankful for Raven's quick thinking. Another spell and the side of Jezebelle's head was forced down onto the pillow. This would prevent her from moving the pillow and from trying to smother herself.

The mental partition that contained his emotions couldn't watch this, instead using some scrying magic to see what Vivica was up to. He was glad she showed interest in the volume, and that she too couldn't watch this. When he heard her outburst, his emotion side quickly worked a telepathic communication spell to talk to her.

<Vivica, what happened?> He sounded very worried, but his body totally ignored her, focussed on the potion's effects on Jezebelle and leaving his emotional side to worry about Vivica.
 
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"I ...well" she waved her hand about as if he could see the potion she had licked from it, and then gestured to the beaker and felt so stupid it was a reflex action "I spilled it Corwyn and " she held up her hand again "and then I was foolish enough to lick it from my skin as if I was cooking" she shook her head feeling so very stupid right now, Corwyn was not going to want her in his lab after this. She had just been so distracted by the cat banging her head she reacted without thought.

"I am sor......oooh" she moaned softly in pleasure and gripped the edge of the table a delicious warmth just flooded over her body. She tingled and could feel her lust building. Her eyes glazed in passion and she began to breath a little heavier as her eyes looked over Master Corwyn "mmm Corwyn " she licked her lips and let go of the table her hands now running over the sheer red fabric of her clothes.
 
The Lab with Vivica, Corwyn, and Raven - "A Crack In The Armor"

The pillow under her head complicated Jezebelle plan to try and balance pain against the effects of the potion on her body. Still, she kept working her wrists against the rough texture of the rope and biting at her lip. It wasn't near enough; She remained as full of wanton desire, and as sexually frustrated by the inability to stave off the needs of her body.

As if that hadn't been enough, here was Raven against, getting down on level with her face to speak to her. Probably to get a better seat for this little show he had set up, too. "Do try to stay alive long enough to take my test, kitten. Wouldn't want to have to tear that whole work down. Or worse, try to find someone else who might actually be able to learn what I have to teach."

There it was again; He had called her 'Kitten'. She took quick aim and spit, sending a mixture of saliva and blood into the inside corner of his right eye. His own fault for getting that close, far as she was concerned.

"Don't you...ever...call me...that name." It was tough for her to talk clearly, the panting of her breath breaking up her sentences, in addition to the struggle not to make any pleasured noises. "I...I'm not...your K...Kitten. You don't...y-you don't...have...that...right."

Jezebelle wanted to answer to the rest; That she wouldn't be his student, didn't care what he thought he could teach her, didn't give a damn about his oh so precious test down in the dungeon. But she knew she wouldn't be able to say so much. Then she felt something new come into the mix. It wasn't the pain she was inflicting upon herself, or the begging from her body for release. Those were bad...what she felt now was far worse. She forced her face into the pillow, something she might never have managed if Corwyn didn't split his magical talents just then to 'speak' to Vivica (not that Jezebelle knew that he was, or that he had mentally turned her head aside in the first place). She wasn't trying to smother herself, as Raven would be able to tell from the continued sound of her breathing, but rather trying to conceal her face from him.

She'd give vent to the tears she felt coming on...but she'd sooner die than let Raven see he'd made them.
 
The Lab: Raven, Corwyn, Vivica, and Jezebelle

Raven sighed, wiping his face off with the sleeve of his coat. Then he looked into her eyes, before watching as she turned her face away from him. He frowned, tilting his head to regard her. He was about to say something when he heard Vivica's outburst, and looked in her direction. To one who was using telepathy of any sort, it would have been easier to guess what she was trying to say. Still, as Raven regarded her motions, his eyes widened. Pantomime was something his people did well as a form of entertainment. Guessing what was being pantomimed was considered an art form.

He cleared his throat, looking at Corwyn, and then shook his head. "Perhaps we should conclude this test early. It has definitely passed beyond the parameters of the experiment, wouldn't you agree?" As he said that, he stood up, and moved slightly, accidentally, into Jezebelle's line of sight.
 
Selene - bath house with Marcus

OOC: Devvo sorry for the delay in my post



In response to his plea she felt herself being plucked out of the water as if she weighed nothing at all and deposited on her knees and his hard erection plunged back in her to its hilt. He proceeded to fuck her with his powerful strokes, one deft hand messaging her clit. Selene spread her wings at an impossible angle to aid his access to her body as she met him thrust by thrust. Her wings seemed to vibrate with his every stroke the sound mingling with her moans of pleasure.

This is how it was meant to be she
thought; she was born for this to be fucked, to be at the mercy of a Master pleasure. She adored how he filled her small tight tunnel expanding and stretching the tight confines with his cock. She loved to be dominated and her tiny form was quivering with delight!

"Will you take my seed, girl? Or do you want a taste?" What a question she longed to have his scalding seed buried deep with in her.

Selene had been holding off her own impending orgasm until his permission was granted her, she pushed her own greedy needs aside as her training took over and she spoke with his pleasure upper most in her mind.

"Taste Master this slave would love to taste, to have your cock buried down her needy throat!"
 
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In the lab with Raven, Jezebelle and Vivica

As soon as Vivica said what happened, his emotional and logical halves traded places; his emotional side taking control of his body and his logical side using magic to levitate the notebook and quill as it continued to observe Jezebelle's reactions. The first thing it did was split the rest of the page into two columns so as to note both Jezebelle's and Vivica's reactions.

He quickly ran the physical analysis spell on Vivica, though this time the results didn't appear in the air around him, but were sent straight to his brain. Despite the minuscule dose she'd taken, it was still much stronger than what the feline had been given, and as such was too strong for the counter agent to work.

He was about to reassure her about her mistake - something a lot of rookie potion-brewers make early on - when her personality shifted. Jezebelle's watered-down dose - combined with her resistance - hadn't done that. Considering that she'd taken some of the pure potion and while it was cool, Corwyn wasn't surprised by Vivica's reaction.

Hearing Raven say the test had gone out of control, Corwyn grabbed the counter agent off the table and handed it to the other Knight.

"Agreed; give her the counter agent and untie her." He wasn't quite sure how to proceed with Vivica though. Oh, he'd been around the block a few times, but he'd never had to deal with a woman in Vivica's state before.
 
The Lab, with Corwyn, Raven, and Vivica

"Perhaps we should conclude this test early. It has definitely passed beyond the parameters of the experiment, wouldn't you agree?"

Jezebelle was glad to hear that suggestion, fairly certain Corwyn and Vivica would agree. This was Raven's punishment for her after all, so it only made sense that it end when he say it does. Just the same, as he passed close by her, able to see the streaks of tears progressing down her cheeks, it occured to her that it no longer mattered if they ran the full length of the experiment with her or not. Nor did it matter if she kept fighting tooth and nail against the rules and status of the harem.

The bastard had gotten through, so he had already won.

She could hear some sort of a commotion across the lab, but had no way of seeing any of it as it was all behind her restrained form. There were words being spoken, by the horse woman from the sound of the voice, but even her keen ears couldn't distinguish any of the actual words, too far gone was her focus on anything outside her self.
 
In the tower with Master Corwyn, Master Raven & Jezebelle (the cat)

Vivica stepped towards Corwyn "I am burning" she whispered in a soft sultry voice her hands caressing across her waist and over her thighs. She could feel a gentle throbbing between her thighs as her sex responded to the warmth. Her breasts ached to be fondled and caressed she was loosing control of her common sense.

"Corwyn please, help me" she pleaded in a breathless pant as her eye lashes lowered and she murmured in desire as her body gave way to the warmth of lust flowing through it. She hungered for release she had never felt such a deep craving for physical contact....for sex.
 
In the lab with Raven, Jezebelle and Vivica

A piece of paper torn out of the notebook floated over to Raven and an emotionless, telepathic voice (though still clearly Corwyn's) spoke. <This has information on the counter agent's side effects should she have any questions.> The note would explain that Jezebelle would find her senses somewhat dulled from the agent. Not permanently and not seriously, but enough - for instance - to make a nice wine seem flavourless.

If Corwyn was right about the potion's strength (and by the look of her physical analysis, he was), then it would take a fair bit to bring her back down. He walked over to her, placed his hands on her hips and looked her square in the eye. "I will, don't worry." His indecisiveness kicked in again and he was stumped on how to proceed (he'd never directly dealt with the effects of a lust potion before so was somewhat out of his depth).
 
Raven, Jez, Viv, and Corwyn: Trouble in the Lab.

Raven read the piece of paper, then nodded slowly. He looked down at the cat, then back at the trouble brewing on the other side of the room. He looked down again, shaking his head, and met the gaze of the feline. "It would seem that there will be a temporary dulling of your senses after you drink this. But it's only temporary, and you won't be mad with lust. Do you understand?"

He wasn't sure exactly how much to give her, and poured a small amount into small bowl, not entirely sure how to undo the magical binding that held her head in place. "You'll have to drink it this way, I'm afraid. I have only minimal experience with magic, and never with using or dispelling it without causing damage."
 
In the tower with Master Corwyn, Master Raven & Jezebelle (the cat)

It was like his hands on her hips fanned the flames of desire the contact although simple had her aching to press herself to him, she was trying to fight it but it seemed so useless the potion was taking control. Vivica whinnied as she lost the battle.

Vivica snaked her arms around his neck and pressed her body to him as she began to nibble along his collar bone and neck, her soft moans of pleasure growing more and more. "Corwyn I need" she couldn't finish the sentence she looked at him and then kissed him deeply pressing her hips to his.

She was consumed by the lust and felt over heated and bothered by her clothes, all she desired was to feel the satisfaction of sheathing Corwyn deep into her warm moist folds, she shivered at the thought and her nipples beaded against her top the sheer fabric teasing her further.
 
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In the lab with Raven, Jezebelle and Vivica

He returned the kiss as his hands drifted up to her top. As he started to remove the crimson fabric, his other half released the force holding Jezebelle's head down.

With Vivica's top gone, his own clothing started to be removed. He'd had a rather impatient girlfriend a few years back and he'd learnt to use very short-range teleports to remove his clothing. He kissed down her neck and down her chest, his hands moving to cup and fondle her breasts, twisting the nipples before starting to suck on one.

Corwyn pushed her back so she was leaning against one of the room's tables, watching her reactions as he continued to squeeze and fondle her breasts. His nervousness before was now gone, it had only been because he was unsure how to start when it was a potion controlling her rather than her own mind.
 
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