Thread: Fur 'n Leash (Sharub & Blazorna)

The guilt quickly swelled up in Sean's chest once he saw the tears. He conciously eased his grip enough to not feel forceful to her, even gently rubbing her back to soothe her the best he could, wihout breaking his facade. It was legal so he couldn't get the police involved. He had to choose one to prevent dozens from sharing the same fate. He couldn't let his new slave go, I swear, you will see your loved ones again, and not due to the same fate you have. he said softly, wanting the anthro to not give into despair. No amount of apologies will fix this, but I'll do everything I can to keep anyone of those bastards from touching you, let alone doing worse. Ian stopped and approached the pair with a lewd smirk on his face.He then attempted to tear off the new slave's top, but was stopped by Sean grabbing the hand and twisting it painfully. God dammit Sean, What's your damage?! Ian cried out in pain. With a twist of his hand, Sean made his friend yelp loudly in pain as he held onto the equine girl possessively. She's mine. No one else may touch her. he said firmly before letting go of the offending limb. Need to strip her still. another of Sean's friends commented. And claim her. I'm heading home. I don't want her sick if I do it outdoors. Sean responded. You still haven't broken her in though. Ian pointed out while shaking his hand. I'm doing it at my place. he stated as he held onto the furry. He tried to walk off with her, but they were once again surrounded. Not off the hook until you fuck her. Ian said. Yeah, make her your bitch! one of the others said. That or have a stray dog breed with her! another declared. Fine! Sean relented. He hated what they wanted him to do, but he couldn't fight the whole group. His only option was to give them the show they wanted. He proceeded to undress the equine furry a bit, starting with her jacket. once he had access, Before he moved on, he looked at her in the eyes, showing that he didn't like this either, and for her to trust him. He proceeded to start stripping her, removing her clothes one by one. He did his best to avoid ripping them so that his new slave could redress after this. Once she was nude, Sean kissed her cheek before he started to fondle her breasts. Squeezing them firmly, but not roughly as he occasionally rubbing his thumbs over the nipples. Keeping a straight face, he kept at it, hoping that she'd surrender to her pleasure, Before Sean could go any further, he screamed out as Ian stood beside him, pushing the pointed tip of his switchblade into Sean's arm, the blade drawing blood as it punctured through the old trenchcoat near the shoulder. You were always a weird one, as if you sympathize with the furs. Ian said. Now it's becoming obvious that you actually are that kind of fuck right now. You sicken me, traitor. He pulled out the blade before he snapped his fingers. Eyes widening in horror, Sean pushed the Anthro down to the ground before the gang surrounded him and proceeded to beat him into a bloody pulp relativity quick, not giving him any room to fight back. After a few minutes, they stopped and moved to the side, holding him up by the arms. His old trenchcoat now sleeveless, as with the rest of his outfit being bloodied and ripped. You at least had the balls to capture a slave, Ian said respectfully before his underlings tossed Sean ontop of the furry I'll let you keep her and your life, but only out of respect of that.I'm going to keep an eye on you to ensure you don't let that slave go. Let's go, we can't associate ourselves with this sick fuck and his bitch. With that, the gang walked off, leaving the pair alone. Several of them proceeded to take the furry's clothes with them, leaving her to remain nude. Breathing heavily, he looked at the equine with a soft smile through the pained face he had before he got off of her. Well, at least I kept you safe from harm. he said, I'm sorry about everything that happened. It wasn't right with what I did, but I didn't want to hurt you or anyone else. Intentions aside, I'm just trash for it, and deserve this. He tried to get up but he immediately grimaced upon feeling his ankle spranged. He staggered and fell down, unable to walk away on his own. He looked over his shoulder at the equine and crawled back. He took off the remains of his trenchcoat and placed it on top of her gently, grimacing in pain on occasion. Here, it's not a lot, but it's enough to cover that attractive body of yours at least. he said, taking a moment to flirt with her in hopes of easing the tension. In his mind, he figured the equine would not trust him to see this gesture as an act of kindness, but he was already at terms with that possibility. But he wanted to have her not be afraid any more. I'm Sean. You're free to leave me to rot, but I figured you at least should know my name. he said before forcing a laugh.