Harem Of Fur

In the tower with Vivica

"Nah, it's fine; they only wander off if I let myself get distracted." He stopped in-front of a sturdy-looking door part way up the tower, opening it he was greeted with the sight of a wide-open room that, while it lacked furniture aside from a solitary large table in the middle of the room, had more than enough space for his work.

"Ah, now this is perfect! Plenty of room, nice ventilation from the windows there and a sturdy door, although it could probably do with a few more locks. Bah, sort that out later. Vivica, would you mind opening that bag next to you and putting the books in it on the table while I sort some of my other stuff out? Don't worry about sorting them, I'll do that later."

As he spoke, he set one of the bags on the floor near him and levitated out, of all things, a large closet. Each of the bags led to an extra-dimensional space, meaning that they were all larger inside then they were out. Setting the closet against one wall, he opened it and walked in, revealing that it too led to an extra-dimensional space, and started carrying various pieces of equipment out, some of it a confusing tangle of machinery that he was setting against another wall.
 
Alexis watched Trixie move away and smiled softly at her Pappillon friend, near enough to a sister as the bunny had ever had. Her ears perked at the sound of the lyre and she yawned rather suddenly, it surprised her! Her nose twitched and she moved over to the Lioness twins, her curiosity heightened as she smiled at the pair.

"Hi...I'm Alexis...you play that beautifully..." She spoke shyly, her ears flopping over her face as she had never had to introduce herself to so many new people.

She moved and sat down across from the pair, smoothing out the flowing lilac skirt that adorned her hips as the small matching top crinkled with her fluid motions. Her cotton tail poking from a specially cut hole in the fabric, it appeared to be twitching constantly in this environment. She watched the Masters make their way to various rooms, baths and kitchens but remained silent. She would come if she was called...she was bored enough to behave at this point which meant she was truly bored!
 
Marcus Ayus - Marcus' Bedchamber

Marcus slipped inside his bedchamber and shut the door. The room was sparsely furnished, but what could be found here was of a high quality. In the centre of the room was a bed, large enough to fit two - more, if no one minded their privacy - with fine linens dressing it. Light shone down from above through a large skylight. In one corner sat a table and chair. The table was weighed down by books, journals and maps - all part of Marcus' efforts to devise a proper strategy of defence and attack.

Know your ground, he thought to himself. Know where to fight and know where to run.

He unbuckled a clasp holding the two sheaths to his back. The swords slipped down into his hands and as Ayus sat on the edge of the bed he laid one on either side of him. A few more buckles on the side and he was able to slip the armour from around his chest and back. He pulled it off, revealing his torso, weathered through the years and mapped with nips and scars as well as numerous small tattoos. He leaned forward, his elbows on his knees, and closed his eyes.

It had been a hard few days, endured with little sleep. He breathed slowly in and out in an effort to release the tension in his muscles, but with little luck. With one blade always close at hand, he lay down on the bed and stared up through the skylight. The night was drawing in fast; soon the sky would come alive with a million small dots of light, sparks of life shining in the eternal blackness.

So the same could be said of this harem - a beacon of life in a land of death. And here lay Marcus Ayus, Knight of Khenmu but first and foremost a servant of Death. Perhaps that could explain his unease, lying in a place so alien to his nature. As the muscles in his back contracted and twisted, Ayus hoped that perhaps the young bat girl would appear at his door quickly. He could not deny that it had been a long journey. What he needed now was relaxation... and release.
 
Kiara blushes at the bunnys words,she was unused to receiving a compliment from others. "Thank you."She whispered almost inaudible. "My name is Kiara,that is my sister Keera."She said motioning to her reclining twin. Her hand ceased playing the instrument and Keera sat up.

"My sister does not talk too much to strangers."She said to Alexis smiling looking closer at the gorgeous bunny. "it is a pleasure to meet you.

Kiara blushed bright red at how her sister tried to describe her and poked her in the ribs with a well place finger. Keera burst out laughing at her sister pulling her close. "She also has a mean streak,"Keera said in a very sarcastic tone laughing.
 
Selene- On way to the bath house!

Selene was disappointed when seeming to ignore her whispered words Marcus strode off towards his room.

Prehaps she smelled? She probably did she quite literally could not remember when she had last took a bath! Selene was bone tired and hungry; a bath and then perhaps she'd catch her supper, as she was sure the kitchen wouldn’t have her blood just yet, probably hadn't even been informed as yet. This place was chaos.

Her spirits picked up and she walked quietly to the bathing area, avoiding all other bathers she slipped her aching limbs into the fragrant soothing water, forgetting her hunger and her aroused state as she allowed the hot water to become her proxy lover as it wrapped its arms around her. "Hmmmmm good so good," she murmured as she floated trying to still her turbulent mind.
 
Nexus~Bathing Chamber

Hearing other entrances, eventually Nexus sat up and shook the wet red hair from her face. She noticed the bat, Selene by name, entering and slipping into a pool to her far left. It was obvious she wasn't going to get any more solitude this day and so she stood up, running her fingers over her furredskin and reached for the robe she had droppd on the ground a while before...

I guess tis time to check in with the others...I can't stay hidden much longer...

Nexus grinned at the thought and made her way to the exit, her mind filled with plans for training those girls who wanted to learn to fight.
 
In the Tower with Corwyn

Vivica glanced around it was a typical tower room, large in size but stone and fairly drab, it contained a couple of tables and shelves but otherwise was empty and waiting for Corwyn to decorate it as he saw fit.

Hearing his instructions she gently took the bag from the air expecting it to be heavy but it felt as if it weighed nothing at all, was he sure it contained books? She did as he asked and opened the bag and then reached inside and found books.....he was obviously a skilled mage, vivica was only use to basic magic more herbal healing and the occasional lust potion.

She began placing the books out on the table she stacked them by topic hoping that would be helpful when he began sorting them out later. She glanced over her shoulder to see him removing large furniture pieces from a bag that was not even half the size of the items. She tried not to stare but was truly impressed with his skills.

When he walked into the cupboard she couldn't help but move to glance inside "That is very gifted my lord...I mean Corwyn. I have never seen anything like it" she touched the edge of the cabinet and looked at it with wonder.
 
"The components to make one of these costs a fortune. Didn't want to make a new one for the trip here so I re-used this one. This used to be my pantry. And if you think this is impressive, just watch this." He then turned to the pile of mechanisms he'd brought out and raised his arms.

Instantly, the whole pile floated off the ground and started fitting together with amazing speed. Gears locked into place, screws and bolts securing themselves, some parts simply fusing together. By the end, a massive device sat against the wall. It resembled half of a mould; a block of metal with a humanoid indent in the middle, armatures were folded against its sides and it was clear from the pieces that formed the outline that it could be resized for just about any body shape required (provided it was bipedal).

"This is my real speciality. Golem crafting. With the right materials, I can crank out a squad of the things in a week. A fortnight if they need to be particularly big and imposing. Won't be firing that thing up until I've had a word with the other Knights, no sense wasting resources, after all."

He started on his last bag, stacking various potions and reagents on the shelving. "So what sort of herbalism experience have you had, any particular concoctions you consider a 'signature brew'?"
 
Jedia smiled as the bunnygirl moved towards the twin lionesses. She was a bit surprised that so few of the masters seemed to take any direct interest in their new playthings but nothing said they couldn't play amongst themselves. Getting up on all fours she crawled towards the lionesses, flopping down on her stomach amongst the pillows and silk an arms length away. She looked both of the lionesses over as well as the bunnygirl. Their new masters had assembled quite the impressive collection of girls and Jedia was getting forward to getting to know them all very well.
 
Main Hall with the Lionesses

Alexis smiled as the pair introduced themselves and she was especially glad she wasn't the only shy one with new people, her ears relaxed some and she was a lot less tense than she'd been a few minutes beforehand.

"My sister does not talk too much to strangers. It is a pleasure to meet you."

Alexis smiled in an understanding manner and giggled softly as Kiara poked Keera, she was suddenly glad she had come over to the pair though keeping them straight was going to be a difficult task, Alexis had never seen twins before! As much as they fascinated her, she noticed the cow woman wander over to them and she smiled at her.

"Hi, I'm Alexis..." She said softly but more comfortably than she had before.

She turned back to the Lionesses and pointed, "Kiara..." her hand drifted, "And Keera..." She smiled softly, blushing, "Right?"

Alexis giggled, hoping she hadn't managed to confuse the pair already but it would happen to her! Her eyes flitted to Trixie and she beckoned her over with a small but insistent hand gesture, when Trixie sat beside her she kissed her cheek and wrapped an arm around her.

"This is Trixie, she's almost like my sister now...we've been through a lot together..." Alexis smiled sadly at her friend and nuzzled her head against Trixie's shoulder.
 
Main Hall

"Mmm, Jedia," she replied with a grin. The bunny, puppy and lionesses all seemed a bit shy and reserved. Jedia could remember when she'd been that way, still unsure of what her new life would entail. She'd quickly learned though, and with that knowledge most of her shyness had vanished as well. What was the point of being nervous. They were property, the personal fuck toys of powerful men. What was the point of being ashamed or nervous about anything at that point. Honestly, what could they possibly say or do that could bring more shame on them.

Jedia propped herself up on her hands, ostensibly to stretch her back but it was nothing more than a somewhat obvious ploy to show off her impressive assets. It wouldn't hurt to size up which girls would be willing to play quickly.
 
Jezebelle - Main Hall/...Mistress Nexus's Chambers?!

Jezebelle watched as the Masters, Mistresses, and harem girls went their seperate ways...the Masters and Mistresses in particular. Two had moved to the bath chamber...the clumsy one was going upstairs...the one who talked too much to the kitchen...one had gone to claim a bed chamber for himself...and one of the men was still in the room surveying them. As for the harem girls besides herself, they seemed to be speaking amongst themselves, getting to know each other, and the like. She decided this might be the best chance she would have.

Trying not to be too obvious in what she was doing, the cat woman moved to the side of the room, and stayed with her back to the wall a long moment. She wanted to be sure she wasn't doing anything to attract attention to herself; Standing around, not mingling, wanting to be left alone as far as anyone could tell she hoped. When she thought the girls weren't looking, and was positive the lone Master wasn't, she tucked into the room the red haired tigress had left.

In the room, Jezebelle took a quick look around, most of the room not even registering to her. This was to be a very, very brief visit, and only the small items were important to her. Then her eyes fell upon a hair brush sitting near the vanity, and she grinned. You look absolutely perfect to me. Now, you just come with Miss Jezzie, like a good little brush. And don't worry, I'll give you back soon enough. She lifted the brush and tucked it into the waistband at the back of her skirt, being a bit shy of hiding places at the moment, and tried to hide the inch of handle that showed over the top with her tail. As quick as she was in, she went back out to the main hall to resume her place against the wall, the better to hide the brush from sight.

As with her harsh words earlier, the felinid knew there was a strong risk of retribution for the act. But if she hadn't been caught...and could keep her prize from sight just a little longer...then the reward of showing up Master Talking-Man (She thought he had mentioned his name, but she hadn't quite paid attention) with her skill would make it worth while.
 
In The Tower With Corwyn

Vivica gasped at the golem, machine she really wasn't sure what it was but it was impressive "Master is most gifted" she said in a hushed voice as her hand lightly touched over the cold metal, She was in awe of his skills. Vivica was listening to him but her eyes remained on the big machine she had never seen anything like it.

He caught her attention completely again with the herbalism question aimed at her skills "Well Mast.....sorry I mean Corwyn" she shook her head it was hard to not say master as it was just expected. "my skills are more towards remedies and compared to your vast skills I imagine quite weak. The main things I learned were to cure insomnia, ease coughing or colic, help to ease frail nerves, the occasional poison when needed but really simple basic home remedies."

Vivica shrugged not sure she was much use "but I do learn fast and I hope I can serve the harem in some way......it is the only family I now have." she looked sad and then turned from him and began re-stacking the books even though they had already been done.
 
"Nothing to be ashamed of; in way you're better than most people in the world. Most people don't bother to learn any sort of herbalism or alchemy and only know enough about potions to know which one'll get rid of that embarrassing rash before the wife finds it." he chuckled for a moment when he remembered the friend from the university who needed it.

"That being said, I'd like to see just what your level of skill is and I think I have some reagents to spare, so how about this? I give you a potion recipe from one of those books and you make it. Try and get it right, but don't feel bad if you mess up; this is just for me to see where your skills are so that I know where to start teaching you. Sound good?"
 
Raven: Returning to the hall from the kitchen

Raven stepped out of the kitchen just in time to see Jezebelle coming out of a room that was already in use. He frowned, and waited until her back was turned, then snuck up behind her in the way that only an assassin could. He touched a small chunk of stone to the back of her neck, and grinned. "Someone's being a bad kitty aren't they. You know, the wolf doesn't really like thieves. You might want to consider putting that back. It would be a shame to lose such a pretty slave before she could be truly tested."

The piece of stone was shaped like a knife after an hour of detailing plans on the hard surface of a slate board. It was more a warning than anything else, but he'd set the plans up and they were already being constructed in the dungeons. He wanted to see just how good she was, and having her get eaten the first day didn't factor into his plans.

"Besides, your test should be ready in a few hours. And in the meantime, perhaps we can pay a visit to some of the other rooms. I want to see what our mage is doing with the room he picked out, and I could use some company. Do I have to make that an order?"
 
Marcus Ayus - heading to the bath house, speaking to Selene

Marcus lay still, but he couldn't relax. The bed felt too hard and his muscles ached for relief. Frustrated, he sat back up and groaned. Days in the saddle had left his back almost in ruin. Plus, he couldn't deny that he needed to clean himself.

Reluctantly he stood up, stretching his aching spine, which cracked and complained. He slowly removed his other clothing, throwing them in a pile to be washed later, and removed a robe from a hook on the wall. With the robe closed tightly around him, Marcus turned and picked up the beautiful blade laying on the bed. He carried it with him always, and there were many who considered him foolish for doing so. But Ayus saw them as far more foolish, always offering their enemies a chance to find them unarmed and defenceless. Besides, it was his father's sword, and in that regard held great sentimental value.

He walked across the room to a second door and stepped through. This led to a hallway that ran behind the Masters' dormitories towards the bath house. It was the reason Marcus had chosen this particular room - close to the slave quarters and close to the baths, should he feel the need to visit either one.

The bath house itself was composed of fine marble and stone, its warm waters always pleasing to a tired body such as his. Marcus was unsurprised to find Abra sitting silently in the pool - he, too, had been travelling hard in the days prior and, it seemed, had met some resistance. Ayus chose not to disturb him, and he hoped Abra would show him the same courtesy.

A more pleasing sight lay further down the room, gently floating near the water's edge. It was the young bat girl, Selene, her eyes closed as she allowed the water to envelope her.

"I see you are making yourself at home," said Marcus, smiling. "I believe I shall do the same."

He removed his robe and hung it nearby. He did not worry if his state of undress distressed the slave; after all, if she was to be a part of this harem, the nudity of her Masters and fellow slaves was to be expected and therefore not something to be shocked by. He stepped slowly into the pool next to her and sat down, the water extending to just about his shoulders. The sword he left on the edge of the pool, within easy reach.

He had caught only a glimpse of her naked form before sitting with his back to her, but Marcus could not deny she was appealing. A thin layer of steely grey-blue fur ran across her body, turning to a shade of white as one moved to her torso and plump, succulent breasts. Her wings were half-extended, gently shifting with the water current. She was a prize, no doubt, as were all of the girls they had rescued.

Marcus cupped a handful of water and pressed it against his face, sighing as it dripped down his chin. He turned his head slightly to address Selene.

"My back aches, Selene," he said. "It would please me to feel your gentle hands at work."
 
Selene- Bath house with Marcus!

Selene was floating in a far away place when she heard the Master’s voice; her eyes shot open and she watched him undress her eyes avidly soaking up his virile nakedness, blushing when she reached his manhood as she finally lowered her eyes. All of her senses had awakened, her body on alert subconsciously already preparing itself to please her Master. Her nipples were hardening her sex tingling beneath the warm waters.

As he lowered himself into the waters she was intensely aware of him and his every nuance, even to the exact position of his sword which he had laid carefully on the side of the pool.

"My back aches, Selene," he said. "It would please me to feel your gentle hands at work."

“Yes Master it would be my pleasure to easy your pain.”

Not the best location to work out his knots but the warm water would help her in her task she thought. Selene picked up one of the small sponges scattered around the pool and used it to wet his shoulders and the back of his neck, satisfied, wrapping her long legs around his thighs for leverage she used her hands to stroke his body in preparation for the message proper.

Long firm strokes from his neck to his shoulders, from his neck down his back.. Each long stroke always passing from his shoulders downwards, as they covered every inch of his skin from his muscular neck to his rock hard ass. She explored very inch discovering all of his troublesome spots, imagining the stories behind his many scars. She kept her touch professional only touching the occasional erogenous zone with the intent to relax him further.

Finally using her strong and practiced fingers she began to systematically work the knots from his back paying particular attention to his neck, between his shoulder blades and to his lower back.

She could feel him relaxing by degree under the magic of her fingers. Selene worked on him for over 30 minutes untiring despite her petite size totally immersed in the task she loved until she ended with reverse stroking from his lower back into his groin, from his lower back into his armpits and back to his groin once more.

Selene loved the steel of him beneath her finger tips his male smell was intoxicating to her starves senses, unconsciously during her last few strokes she had altered her approach slightly as her fingers teased his groin at the end of every firm stroke and she wrapped her sinuous legs around him pulling herself closer so that he could feel her scalding heat pressing into his lower back her rock hard nipples to his rough skin. She replaced her fingers with her mouth as she used them on his shoulders……..

Selene was lost to sensation as she seemed to meld into his back becoming one with him her wings itching to enfold them both………
 
Marcus - Bath house and definitely interacting with Selene!

Marcus groaned quietly in satisfaction as Selene worked the tense muscles in his back and shoulders. The girl wasn't lying when she said she possessed such skill; her fingers prodded gently up and down his spine, searching for the trouble spots and carefully easing the pain out of them. He closed his eyes and enjoyed her knowledgeable caress, her legs wrapping around him to grant her greater leverage.

The feel of her strong legs, her soft touch, and the relaxing warmth of the pool quickly took effect. Marcus breathed deeply, listening to the consistent beat of his heart as it pumped ever faster. There was a stirring in his groin, soon aided by Selene's expert touch as she toyed with him. She could not be so naive as to miss his obvious arousal - not this girl. Her body pressed against him only drove his natural instincts further and Marcus had to contain himself from taking her that very second.

"You are, indeed, very talented," he murmured.

His hands moved to her legs, gently stroking up and down. He began around her knees, his hands becoming firmer on her soft, downy skin, revelling in the sensation of touching her nubile form. His hands moved back, across her thighs, across the gently defined muscles as one moved even further beyond. It was an awkward position, but Marcus endeavoured to slip his hand back between their bodies. He moved down, his fingers searching out her groin, to tease her as she was teasing him. He placed his hand over her mound and gently pressed his palm against her. The heat of the water did not hide her scalding centre, nor did it hide her lips pressed against his flesh, peppering his shoulders and neck with kisses. She knew her position and did not demand of him, but Selene's body screamed at him with need.

He could wait no more. Marcus took his hand away and grabbed her legs, pulling them apart. He turned around onto his knees and quickly advanced on Selene, pushing her against the edge of the pool. His left hand resting on her cheek, he held her head and pushed his lips against hers as the right hand gripped her breast, roughly groping and caressing her. Surely she could not ignore his tongue slipping across her lips, demanding entry, nor his hardness pressed against her stomach.
 
David had just sat back and watched the going's on, being the only Full fur'd master of the group he was leary of the others still. as he rested against the column he was leaning against he let his eyes close for a bit, listening to the others make their introductions but for now not really paying attention as the others began to go their seperate ways he let go a sigh, letting his body relax some his ears on a constant swivel, his eyes opening he looked to Jezebelle, the little Spit fire had an attitude, and needed to be corrected... now!.

Looking to the Harem girls he smiled

"take some time to yourselves, we all could use rest right now, the bath's are aviliable to all of you, and please, do not hesitate to get to know each other as well, as we all will be living together for some time"

his eyes turned as he watched Jeze slip away, his eyes narrowing some he watched and waited. As she returned a few minutes ago, unaware of his attention he witnessed the quiet little smirk on her face like she had accomplished some great task, raking his claws through the fur on his head he straightened, walking to Jezebelle he crossed his arms over his chest inhaling her scent gently his sensitive nose detected a trace of anothers,

"stay still girl" the Baritone in his voice was of impatience and strick command, bringing his muzzle to her he sniffed her, inhaling her scent once more he detected anothers, his yellow eyes narrowing he slowly trailed over her body, his hand slipping around her waist he felt the brush and pulled it from the hem of her pants,

"been busy have you girl? i know this isnt yours, it carrys another's scent thieving were you?"

((occ my bad i somehow missed Raven's Post))


his eyes turned to Raven as he too approached Jeze, his brow arching as he regarded the male

"glad to see i wasnt the only one to catch her, if you wish the one to Punish her by all means"

he grinned bearing his K-9's
 
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Seline- Bathhouse- Joined with Marcus!

As she kissed and nipped along his shoulders she could feel his calloused hands moving up and down her thighs, she pressed herself in closer slipping her hands under his armpits to run them over his wash board abs down to within an inch of his arousal, not touching just feeling the fierce heat he was emitting. Startled she felt his hand slip between them to cup her now scalding mound, Selene felt a shudder pass through their joined bodies and knew that it was hers.

Within seconds, moving with animal like grace he had changed positions and had her trapped against the pool she could feel its hard edges digging into her back. Everything seemed to happen at once; his hand on her breast, his mouth mere inched from her lips and his rock hard erection demanding her attention! She slid her tiny hand between them and positioned herself so that his cock was resting at the opening of her sex, moaning as he pleasured her breast, good.. good, she thought, fuck me!

Trained to put his pleasure first, Selene did two things simultaneously; she guided both his tongue and his hard cock slowly into her separate recesses.

She sucked his tongue into her willing mouth reciprocating his movements with her own as he started to dominate the kiss. His swollen rock hard manhood she quite literally pulled within her hot tight confines in small spurts; stop, start, stop, start, as she used the movement of her muscles to bring him deep within her.

This Master was not small and it was pure bliss to feel how he filled her, as she expanded to accommodate his girth. Once he was buried to the hilt she once more wrapped her long legs around him as she started to play her internal muscles up and down the length of his cock. The only other thing moving was her tongue as it danced with his!

"Master?" she finally begged him, "please I need....."
 
Nexus~Main hall

Nexus had returned to main hall, her eyes lazy, her body lanquid from the heat of the bathing chamber. She noted the Wolf Master speaking to one of the Harem. He didn't look very happy. She also noted the other one, the knight errant, and with a grin, decided to meander just a wee bit closer to see why both Master's were after the poor girl. She heard, in passing:

"Someone's being a bad kitty aren't they. You know, the wolf doesn't really like thieves. You might want to consider putting that back. It would be a shame to lose such a pretty slave before she could be truly tested."

And also:

"Been busy, have you girl? I know this isnt yours, it carries another's scent. Thieving, were you?"

Her eyes went to the brush that the Wolf held in his paws and her mind went blank. That brush was hers.

Why were you in my room, little one?

Her voice was quiet, a soft growling tone the only thing showing her anger...
 
Marcus - In the Bath House, enjoying Selene

Selene showed her experience and Marcus couldn't stifle a low moan as she opened herself to him, drawing his stiff erection into her body. She parted her lips and accepted his tongue also; Marcus felt small, sharp teeth scratching at him, which only egged him on. He twisted and pinched her nipples as she wrapped herself around him again, forcing him deeper inside her hot, moist sex.

They broke their kiss, gasping for air, and she quietly begged of him, "Please, I need..."

"I need," he replied, tracing a path down her neck with rough kisses, nipping at her skin with his teeth. "I need... I want..."

Marcus grabbed beneath Selene and hoisted her out of the water. His cock reluctantly popped out of her, but only for a moment. Not wanting to damage her wings, Ayus quickly turned her over, pulling her to her hands and knees, and thrust himself back into her. He filled her with deep strokes, his natural lust and desires overtaking him as he clutched her hips and fucked her wildly. A hand slipped down and searched for her engorged clitoris, wet fingers running in circles around her sensitive nub.

It had been so long; Marcus had almost forgotten the thrill and pure, unadulterated pleasures of the flesh. Selene expertly clenched and relaxed her muscles around his erection, still massaging him with the same skill she had shown only moments before. He knew he wouldn't last much longer, not with this girl, not with so much frustration aching for release. He would enjoy her again, no doubt, but for now he would take what he needed.

"Will you take my seed, girl?," he asked, his thrusts more frantic. He added with a sly grin, "Or do you want a taste?"
 
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((Ooc:: Oops. Forgot to add. 'In Main hall, talking to Master Xavier' ))


There was a moment of calm, of anticipation, when all parties examined each other. Looking for flaws, faults, abilities and qualities. Masters examined their Harem, Harem examined their owners, and Shana stood amid it all, her tail twining in the air behind her. The room tasted of fear, expectation and hope. Each personality was its own, with gifts and abilities to match. Her eyes lingered on the more stubborn, disrespectful girls, her claws sheathing and unsheathing against her own flesh in her anticipation for addressing their attitudes. She took note of those that had no training, and listened to the abilities and gifts mentioned with half an ear.

She noticed Marcus was avoiding her eyes, the times she did happen to glance at him. She found it both amusing, and surprisingly juvenile of him. It was a small victory on her behalf, though she found it a rather tasteless one. She realised she played the game to lose it, when she believed she was winning, the triumph was there but it gave her no release. Ah well, she had plenty of time to deal with him, and their game. She noticed his call on the young bat and a smile tugged at her lips before she turned away.

Those slaves that required her attention in the future were made apparent. Whether with training, discipline or both. She was yet to know each girl personally, but had memorized names so far and was working on their levels. There had been a letter about the lioness twins, she’d address that soon enough. She believed Trixie was untrained as well, then there were the furrys rescued from the wild… Shana ran her tongue over her pointed canines, allowing herself a purr of anticipation. She’d bring the harem to heel soon enough.

Shana saw the movement, her attention drawn to the Master that heralded her from the shadows. Her bright blue eyes vivid against the back drop of flaming red hair and white and black fur. She hesitated the barest of seconds before approaching, her hips swaying under her feline prowl as she made her way through the hall and to his side. Her eyes were immediately curious, her fingers raising up to stroke the soft plush of fur that crested her chest above her breasts like a mane.

Her ears twitched towards him as he spoke, her tail twining in the air behind her as she to looked out over the Harem. She smiled at his request, the slitted pupils of her eyes dilating slightly as she looked at each girl left in the main room. She glanced back up, examining his violet eyes for a moment.

“That would depend...” Her voice purred easily between her canines, a toss of her head flicking dark red hair from her eyes. “…On your definition of relaxation.” She smiled, her eyes resting on those in front of her. “I am also learning the personas of the harem, but from where I see it if you are looking for a submissive who wants to please, I think you’ll be after either Trixie the dog, Seline the bat or perhaps Jedia the cow – I am not completely sure with her yet. Trixie, as I believe also, isn’t completely trained yet, if you find that an issue. The lioness twins seem to be a joint package, but you might have to be a little firmer with one of them at least. Their training also isn’t complete. Jezebelle, will require breaking in, and personally I believe she’ll get into… oh yes. Perfectly on time. She’s in strife already.”

The tigress glanced over, catching the furry that was quickly becoming surrounded by dominants. The wolvens stances sparked her curiosity again, and she itched to know what the cat had done.

“The rabbit, Alexis if I recall, I think is working with Master wolf over some aspect of her attitude. I’m yet to come across it personally, well I’ve yet to have one on one time with any of the girls, so I’m sorry if anything I say is flawed.”

Her eyes flickered up to him, lingering on the scar on his cheek. She was completely confident in her surroundings; she might have been pampered and doted on by her last master, but she had still run her harem and trained her girls. This was her world, she understood it. Just wasn’t well versed with submitting to another’s dominance. She was use to control, she adored it. It was only when Marcus wandered into her old harem that the threat of losing it became almost… intoxicating.

“The fox, I think we may have a few issues with. A few of the furries were rescued from the wilds and are untrained in all but the basic ideals of a Harem. Those who are more defiant might be more appropriate if your relaxation involves a whip or the like…” Shana smirked lightly, but kept her eyes on the room.

“And then… there are the Mistresses.” She knew the Mistresses could be called on by the masters as easily as the rest of the Harem. However, those given power of course don’t relinquish it easily. The idea of any attempting it with her made her tail twitch aggressively. Her old life hadn’t prepared her for the reality of those who were truly dominant.

“But I doubt me, nor my wolven counterpart -” there was a slight grimace at the mention of the other woman. “-would be at all relaxing for those that wanted to pick up our leashes.” Her head tilted, her smile musing as her eyes flickered over him. She didn’t really even think that hard on her attitude, she was use to being doted on by a master, not commanded. Of course her little back and forth with Marcus was widening her view. Slowly.

“Have I helped your choosing at all?”
 
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Leliana ~ Main Hall

I stood still as those around me made their introductions, simply watching and evaluating.

My nose twitched of its own accord as I took in the scent of those around me. There was a lot of subtle emotion in the air that lent tension, fear and expectation to the scene. The masters now finished with their introductions were relaxing into other activities which, to my surprise left us alone. I had thought being in a harem meant only one thing… Sex.

As the Masters began to move off into different rooms I marked their scent in my mind. No two people ever shared a scent; it was deeply personal, reflecting their character, lifestyle and soul. Now that I had them marked I could find them during a midnight thunderstorm.

I was dragged from my reverie as the Cat slinked off into one of the bedrooms. She had a subtle grace that would have gone unnoticed by most and I quickly moved away. I knew her smell now and it was trouble.

In the corner the other girls sat together awaiting instruction and I moved to join them. Taking a cushion I looked around the little group as I brought my tail around me for comfort. A Cow, Bunny, Puppy and two lions. What a group we made…

“Hi, I’m Leliana.” I introduced myself.
 
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In The Tower With Corwyn

"I will do my best Corwyn" Vivica smiled slightly and gently brushed a strand of blond mane back from her eyes. His praise of her skills made her desire to please him more, so she hoped her past lessons would serve her well.

Her tails swished a little as she waited for him to set up his test, she was not impatient just nervous and despite his accommodating failure on her behalf she wished to please him so was worried about failing.

When Vivica had arrived here she had sworn to herself she would serve her new herd, her harem and Masters well, so failure at something was not even slightly acceptable to her.
 
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