Thread: Fur 'n Leash (Sharub & Blazorna)

Alma pressed her back against him, feeling her legs weak and about to give up holding her at any moment, feeling his fingers probing inside of her sex, weak shlick sounds lewdly coming to her ears as she goraned in displeasure ...Y-YES! E-VEAH NIT-IN' can ...hn b-Hreed w-IH-th... u... u... ssssss and... qu...quicker... than... ah...anyone... hn no... st-o-OHp... yelped her while his digits explored her equine sex, her hands trying to weakly remove his digits from her thick, rubbery folds, only to emit a weak ...wh---wha--- whait... when he announced his unknown idea to make money. His rules, still, hit her like a brick. ...w-what do you mean with no Clothes? do you want me to die of freezing in winter? I have a fur, true but... fuck... in public!? You're a crazy pervert, Sean! ...wait... what... what ... d-do you mean with ... i cannot keep any ch-children? I... you... want... me to be on sterilizing drugs? ...or... she sighed heavily, the thought to have childrens with that despicable person made her shiver, almost puke, but the thought of becoming a mother... somewhat exciting her ...or... you think... to... to abort...? ...or... t-to make me... make me... deliver and then... don't see my... ou... my child ever again? You're cruel, Sean... His request for her to tend to his wounds made her uncertain from one side, she wished him to be dead right away... in any possible way, possibly with fear in his agonozing eyes, as she watched him with a smile, but something... something told her to wanting him in health She nodded Yes... i... i will... help... you... said her with unsure voice. ...that... Marcus Sanghili? YOU KNOW HIM!? ...ah... a phone... yes, it's on that table she motioned with her chin, indicating him a cordless device ...now, if... i can... i'll dry myself off... With that, she walked away, her home infusing a certain sense of safety and warmth trought her body, despite she just brought inside the man that robbed her of her life... freedom and dignity and called himself her master. Alma reached the bathroom, feeling her soft, brown coat, sticking to her skin with the cold water of that autumn's night. Extracting an hairdryiner, she passed the hot, drying air across her body, feeling the rain to give way to her true coat, shiny in health and youth, but at her thighs, the water dried in whiteish crumbles, she sighed with wide-eyes, remembering the dog's rape. With her heart racing, she went to the bath-shower and opened the nozzle, the icy-cold water, making her to gasp, directing the jet between her legs. Biting her lips, she mover her hand to her sex, parting her lips wide, groaning as the cold water showered her insides, but happy for that seed to wash away. Safely. In a minute, she was rinsed and dried. Her eyes locking on a towel... wondering what to do... ...bring one to him... pleasing him, and probably making him kinder... or letting him to leak water on MY floor... and probably making him angry? her thoughts readily made a decision, as she returned to the living room with a large towel in her hand and a set of ready-to-use medikit, filled with hygienizing fluids, band-aids and other items. Wondering if he already was in contact with the famous wolf, she approached him, her cheek blushing in shame beneath her fur, as her breasts bobbed freely on her chest at each step she made ...shall... i...uhm... try to... well... close.. your... your wounds?