A Heritage of Power 3: Jay's Story (snippet, Furry Star Wars) - M/F
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This is a bit relavent to this list from my series A Heritage of Power
http://www.fur-and-fantasy.com/series-ahop.php 25kb out of 3,888kb. It
is from pt 3 chapter 12.
Content (snippet): PWP, Bondage, Sado-Masochism, Bloodsport, Torture,
Sexual Torture, Rape (M on F), M on F Snuff, Cannibalism, Necrophilia
... An almost Sith is out on the town and has a night of fun.
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The evening on Naboo was pleasantly warm for both Kat and Wolf, and
neither could complain about the quality of their leisurely dinner at
one of the open-air bistros in the entertainment district. They were
debating between a movie and just going back to the ship when Jay's head
snapped around to focus on a building nearby.
"Dancing," Jay grinned almost gleefully when his ears caught the upbeat
dance music coming from one building on the strip.
"You've got to be the ~weirdest~ Jedi I've ever run into," Janos
chuckled, looking over at the bustling, well-lit building that his
lupine ears could hear pulse in time with the lights. "But c'mon, we
should be dressed for it."
"I'm n ... " Jay silenced himself, remembering that whether he was a
Jedi or not now, it wouldn't have really mattered in his taste in food
or entertainment. "You aren't the first to mention that." He shook his
head and tried to chuckle and drag his mind out of the dark well of pain
and confusion regarding his true status at the moment with the Order.
He really should just call his Master. He could trust her to tell him
the truth. Then the pain was too much and he shied away from it,
focusing instead on his surroundings.
"Come on, let's just have fun," Janos smiled, leading him into the club
where they could both feel the music playing.
Jay was more than willing to go with that; his life was painful enough
right now without inviting it in. He drew and let out a deep breath
with his eyes closed and let the music fill his consciousness, the beat
and rhythm guiding his body as he pulled Janos onto the dance floor and
let everything go to the music and motion.
The two of them danced, each occasionally teasing the other with a
touch, physical or through the Force. Within a few minutes, they were
both well and truly into what they were doing.
"Don't look now," Janos rumbled, brushing against Jay from behind. "But
you've got an admirer."
"Mmm, she's pretty enough to be fun too." He purred deep in his chest as
his eyes drifted over the seductively dressed Panthress watching them
from the bar.
"And I think she has a friend," Janos rumbled, noticing the Wolf near
her. She caught his eye and winked at him, earning a grin in response.
"Don't know about you, but I could live with a fem who can handle a
little rough stuff for a night."
"You and me both." Jay licked his whiskers back. "It's been far too
long since I've had a strong feline."
"And no offense, but I could live with a Wolf," Janos rumbled. "So,
which one of us tries to get our date back to the ship?" He asked with a
wink.
"You can," Jay chuckled softly with a shake of his head. "I feel like
being ~elsewhere~ for a night."
"No problem," the Wolf chuckled. "We'll trade tomorrow," he winked,
shifting to head over towards the bar, Jay not far behind with an eye on
the Panthress.
"Hello handsome," she purred, stepping away from her friend to meet him
half-way there. "You're new around here."
"Arrived today," he admitted with an appreciative look down her long,
powerful body. He made an effort not to think of why her form was so
appealing, that it was very close to one now lost, but the thought still
crossed his mind briefly and fanned the fire starting to burn deep
inside him for the pleasure-pain they'd shared. "Won't be staying too
long either."
"Mmm ... long enough to enjoy yourself for a few nights?" She asked,
giving him a matching look of appraisal. "Your shipmate seems to think
so," she chuckled, nodding towards the two Wolves making their way out
of the club.
"At least tonight," he grinned at her. "Long enough for you?"
"Plenty long enough," she grinned back. "'Least as long as I'm not going
to have a jealous shipmate after me in the morning?"
"If you do, your friend's doing something wrong," he laughed easily.
"He's not ~that~ hard to please."
"~That~ sort of jealous I can live with," she grinned. "Mmm ... so, back
to my apartment? Or want to dance a bit more first?"
"Dance," Jay purred and leaned forward a bit to run a hand along her
side. "I do like to play a little first."
"Then let's go, handsome," she purred, leaning forward the rest of the
way to claim a deep, sensual kiss full of promise before leading him out
to the dance-floor, the black leather she was wearing clinging to her
curvaceous, muscular body in all the right ways.
It made her a distinct contrast to Jay's loose, colorful, flowing
garments as they moved to the music. Her steps more trained on the
dance floor, his simply flowing with the music with an instinctive
knowledge of how his body moved and how to show it off when he wanted to.
He shifted forward, brushing up against her body for a brief moment that
left a much more lasting impression of contact across her breasts that
drafted down to her ass and scritched over her thick tail without anyone
touching her.
"What the ... " She trailed off, breaking rhythm for a moment before
getting back into it. "You're doing that, aren't you?" She whispered,
brushing up against Jay again.
"Yes," he quirked a grin. "It gets much more interesting when you
aren't moving quite so much."
"That wouldn't be dancing then," she smirked back at him, though she did
slow down a bit to let him work. She'd never run into anybody who could
do something like this before, but it was an entertaining difference.
"But it could be over at the bar enjoying a drink." He winked at her.
"Mmm ... well, if you're going to be doing this, least you can do is buy
this round," she winked back, sliding her tail along his, hooking her
tip around it briefly.
"Well, you will be providing the bed, eventually." Jay smiled easily
and walked to the bar where the droid tending it already had two drinks
ready for them. He leaned against the counter and picked up the dark
ale even as he slid a telekinetic hand from her clit along the lips of
her sex and then slipped inside before swelling to fill her.
"Oooh ... " She bit her lip briefly, glancing around before taking her
own glass and spreading her legs a bit, putting a hand on his thigh as
she sipped her drink, not even bothering to wonder how her preference
was already ready. "You're a naughty boy," she purred.
"I get much, much more naughty when I can." Jay leaned over and nuzzled
her mouth open for a heated kiss even as his movement brushed her
fingers along his swelling sheath and full balls.
"Mmm ...." She purred into his mouth, stroking his sheath lightly,
moaning softly as he 'finger fucked' her telekinetically. "Y'know, there
~is~ a point where we'll get in trouble if this goes far enough."
"Only if we're caught." He rumbled. "But I don't mind heading to your
place now."
"Mmm ... ~after~ you finish me off," she rumbled, licking his cheek,
then his jaw line, moving a bit closer as she flattened her hand to
stroke him through his trousers. "Otherwise the drive back could be ...
awkward."
"As you wish," he licked his whiskers and focused carefully to add a
slender finger to tease her clit, barbs to the invisible dildo working
her sex and a smaller shaft of telekinesis to stretch her ass.
She bit her lip again, closing her eyes as she stroked him faster, using
his body and the bar to shield what she was doing as her body got hotter
and wetter, her scent intense up close to her.
Her attentions and arousal weren't the least bit lost on Jay, though he
kept his arousal carefully under control. Enough to give her the
enjoyment of feeling him, not so much that he'd loose control of the
telekinetic pleasure he was giving her or make a mess of himself.
"So hot," he rumbled throatily in her ear. "So very hot for me."
"Mmm ... don't know how you're doing it, but you're worth being hot
for," she purred into his ear, kissing his neck, then biting down on it
lightly as she drew in a sharp breath, her body pulsing internally as
she came at his attentions.
Despite wanting to keep her going until she couldn't help but scream in
pleasure, he slowly let the telekinesis fade as her body began to come down.
"Not all uses of Force are serious," he gave her a wink.
"You are ~not~ a Jedi," she chuckled. "Where're you from?"
"Here and there," he said easily and quickly buried how completely the
words broke his mood and ignited a smoldering pain he'd thought left
behind decades before with comments of the same. That time before he'd
proved himself to most of his distracters in the Temple, and more
importantly, had proven he was a Jedi to himself. "I never truly
settled down."
"Hey, join the club," she smiled softly, kissing him gently and had it
returned with a touch of serious heat. "C'mon, let's go somewhere the
thinking's about more entertaining things. I've got a pretty
well-stocked bar at my place," she winked.
"Sounds good." He rumbled eagerly, everything but the moment and the
pleasure to come put out of his mind.
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"Mmm ... I'll have to give you a tour in the morning," Lara purred as
she pressed Jay up against the door to the bedroom. "But this is the
bedroom, bathroom's the first door on the right." She kissed him
hungrily, running her hands along his naked body. They'd undressed on
the way from the entrance to here, and she was ~very~ hungry to actually
feel the body that belonged to the person who'd been teasing her
mercilessly on the way home. The lights were on low, showing the leather
and bright silks that they'd strewn along the floor on the way to where
they were.
"Or when you can walk again," he winked and kissed her back, his hard
body rubbing against hers and just as eager. Despite that, his fingers
sank into her body first. He rubbed her clit with the heel of his hand
while his fingers worked the swollen flesh of her lower lips and spread
the slickness of her juices along the path of his hand.
"Mmm ... promises," the Panthress moaned softly, spreading her legs.
"Stop teasing me," she growled lightly, nipping at his shoulder and
twisted to push him down on the large feather bed.
"I keep my promises." He grinned up at her and slid his hand away.
"I'm all yours."
"Mmm ... if I really can't walk in the morning, then you're just going
to have to entertain yourself," she purred, leaning down on the bed
between his legs to lick at his rigid, barbed shaft hungrily. "With me,
of course," she added with a wink.
"Hardly a bad thing," he rumbled and spread his legs a bit further.
With a low moan at the attention he stretched his arms over his head and
brushed his tail against her wet sex.
"Not at all," she purred, taking his heavy balls into her mouth and
suckling them as she teased the tight, furless pucker of his ass with a
fingertip.
"Ohh, yeah," Jay shuddered and lifted his knees to give her better
access and encourage what she was doing.
Lara grinned, pressing her finger up into his tight body and bathing his
balls with her tongue, suckling them before nuzzling her way up his
barbed shaft, teasing each barb with her rough tongue while the tom
panted and moaned encouragement.
She purred around his cock, the vibrations going straight to his balls
as she fingered his ass, rubbing the outside of his thighs with his
other hand.
"You like your revenge, don't you?" He rumbled and thrust up lightly
into her mouth.
She grinned up at him, her bright yellow eyes twinkling as she suckled
his throbbing shaft. She pulled up off his cock, shifting to take it
between her full, firm breasts.
"Would you prefer I find something else to do with this?" She asked,
purring deeply.
"How about where my fingers were a bit ago?" He grinned down at her,
eager to be inside a female he didn't hate.
"Mmm ... in a little bit," she chuckled, moving to suckle his tip. "I
want a drink first," she winked.
Jay let his head fall back and shuddered, taking the hint and stopped
controlling himself. It would get him what he wanted that much faster,
and her pleasure at this felt pretty good too."
She went back to giving him a straight blowjob, taking him into the back
of her hot, skilled mouth and suckling him hungrily as her mouth
vibrated around his length, her fingers searching for his prostate as
she added a second to his stretched ass. She grinned around his cock
when she felt the small gland and pressed against it.
"Ohhhh," he moaned deeply and let go completely. His body locked around
her fingers as he shot the first thick ribbon of come into her mouth and
gave himself over to the pleasure.
Lara drank his seed down hungrily, savoring the flavor of it as it
caught in her rough tongue and poured down her gullet. She suckled him
until she was sure he was done, then pulled her fingers out of him and
shifted to straddle his hips, guiding his cock to her dripping pussy.
"Still want this, handsome?" She asked, purring deeply.
"Oh yeah," he grinned up at her and made a bit more of a display out of
his false helplessness at her hands.
"Good," she grinned, then moaned as she pressed down to take him into
her sex, leaning back to make a shameless display of her body, and the
thick, hard cock moving in and out of her as she started to move herself
up and down along it.
It wasn't at all lost on her lover for the night. She could feel him
recover quickly inside her, then began to thrust up as she came down,
his eyes moving along her body from their groins where their pleasure
joined up to her breasts and face that heightened his desire.
"Oooh ... how ... mmm ... kinky are you?" She asked him, moaning as his
shaft raked the sensitive flesh inside her with his barbs.
"Pretty kinky," he admitted with a grin. "You?"
"Mmm ... bet I can match you," she grinned down at him. "You top?" She
asked him, fluttering the muscles of her sex around his cock.
"Oh, yeah." He groaned as much in response to her actions as her question.
"Mmm ... prove it ... after this," she panted, taking him into her body
up to the hilt and leaning forward to kiss him hungrily as her sex
worked his cock.
"You asked for it," Jay grinned and reached up to wrap his arms around
her, easily rolling her over to her back.
"You bet I did," she grinned back, pulling him down close to her for a
fevered kiss as he began to pound into her. "Mmm ... fuck me, handsome.
Make me scream."
He didn't show it, not to her at least, but that touched something deep
inside and largely forgotten in recent weeks.
"Scream and so much more." He promised throatily and used the Force to
pin her hands over her head and her legs spread wide while he used
various cords around the room to do a more permanent job of it.
"Mmm ... some proper cuffs are in the drawer," she grinned up at him,
still milking his shaft with her sex while he showed her just how much
he'd learned about pleasing a female in his lifetime.
"Even better." Jay licked his whickers back and mentally fetched them.
He was only half aware he 'asked' them not to open for anyone else as
they locked around her wrists.
Lara wasn't aware of that at all, or much else for that matter. She
cried out, arching up towards his body as she came around his shaft, the
click of the cuffs coming almost exactly at the same time as the pulses
of her sex around his shaft.
Jay grinned down at her as she caught her breath. He absolutely
relished the freedom of having a female he didn't feel obliged to be
gentle with and now had complete freedom to do with as he pleased.
"So, pretty thing," he rumbled and shifted to exemplify his dominance
just as he had displayed his submission not too long before. "Just how
should I take you? All spread out like this, or all tussled up with
your rump in the air?"
"Mmm ... however you want, Master," she grinned up at him. "I'm sure
either will be ~very~ pleasant."
"Very much so." He grinned and began to pound into her with a focused
abandon.
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Jay examined his work, pleased by the effect rendered by the slightly
bloody Panthress hanging by her wrists from the ceiling as she slowly
came back to consciousness.
Oh, the way she'd scream before he let her down.
"Mmm ... this is new," she murmured, realizing that she was dangling
there, barely able to reach the floor with her feet. "How long was I out?"
"Long enough to clean us up and put you there," he chuckled and ran his
hand down her stomach and abs to slip between her spread and bound legs.
He unsheathed one claw to circle her slick, hard clit.
"Oooh ... mmm, you ~are~ a creative one," she purred deeply, shifting a
bit to support her weight a little better and spreading her legs even
further than he'd put them.
"I hope you have a taste for a bit of pain," he rumbled and caught the
hood of her clit with his claw. While not quite piercing the swollen,
nerve-rich flesh, it was a sharp spike of pain that shot up her body
with a pleasurable lightning. Her breath caught, and she twitched up
away from it even as he heard a familiar, pleasured moan come up out of her.
"I do," she nodded and felt the pleasure ghost across her mind again as
he knelt between her legs and spread her lower lips with his claws as
his tongue went to work on her opening, encouraging the slick juices to
wet her flesh again with an occasional pause to nip her clit hard enough
between sharp teeth to draw a whimpering gasp.
"Oh yes," she hissed, pressing up towards his face, her arousal and
pleasure filling her scent as her juices dribbled down Jay's chin.
"On your knees," he shifted forward to stand behind her and used a touch
of Force to shift the sturdy leather straps to change her position. He
didn't wait for any response; he could feel her surprise at the movement
and her growing excitement at her helplessness and what he was doing to her.
He knelt as well, his jaws tight on her scruff as he pulled her down and
thrust up into her ass as hard.
He relished the feel and sound of her scream, her ass clenching down
around his shaft, instinctively trying to force it out as pain and
pleasure streamed through her body. The Panthress hadn't been expecting
that at all, but Jay could feel the pleasure in her mind as she gave
herself over entirely to his pleasure.
He kept his jaws tight on her scruff, shuddering in ecstasy as drops of
blood oozed onto his tongue. He continued to fuck her ass with the
stamina built up from pleasuring two Jedi mates to exhaustion over the
past few decades and reached forward, drawing his claws across her full
breasts to color them a gleaming red.
She whimpered in pain, screwing her eyes shut as she savored the feeling
of blood trickling down her dark fur. It occurred to her that she'd have
to clean up in the morning, but it would be worth it; she hadn't been
able to find somebody who really enjoyed this in years.
"Oooh, cut me, Master," she panted, clenching her ass around his cock, a
little blood trickling out around the iron-hard shaft as his barbs raked
shallow cuts in her body.
Jay cried out around her scruff and sank his claws deep into her breasts
as he came hard, his seed mixing with her blood in her ass. His final
thrusts were hard enough to lift her knees from the ground and his mind
completely surrendering to the pleasure of his body and the even more
intense pleasure of her pain.
Lara gurgled, the loose flesh of her scruff pulling tight around her
throat as he claws her breasts roughly and fucked her raw. She squeezed
her eyes shut, tears streaming down her cheeks from the pain that she
was enjoying so much. A tiny part of her mind was concerned that this
complete stranger was being given so much control, but the rest of her
was just too turned on to care.
She took a deep breath when he loosened his pull on her scruff a bit,
but most of it escaped in a scream as his claws dug deep into her flesh
on their way from her breasts to her sex, where he spread the swollen
lips of her labia, drawing blood even as the cool air rushing in
exemplified how empty her sex was and how full her ass was when he began
to thrust again.
Her juices practically poured out of her along with the blood dripping
from the engorged flesh he slit. He'd been right about pushing her
limits; she'd never gone much farther than this with anybody before.
Still, as her moans and cries of pain filled the room, there was no
denying that she was more turned on than she had been in years.
It was intoxicating to the tom using her. He'd never dreamed it could
be like this. He'd taken punishment often enough, but he'd never really
dominated or bloodied any of his mates like this unless they needed it
enough to ask for it.
He felt her come with a scream that was as much pain as pleasure and her
consciousness began to slip away again as her body was pushed to it's
limits.
A rush of domination surged from deep inside him.
"*You ~will~ remain conscious.*" He rumbled between their minds, more
Force behind the order than he'd used in decades.
It was enough to overcome her body's natural desire to shut down and
stop the pain.
For a while, her mind was glad for it ... but as his claws worked
through more of her body, and he kept fucking her hard and raw, he could
feel the increasing fear in her mind and scent. He pierced her clit from
one side to the other with one of them, and her scream echoed through
the room.
"Stop!" She cried out, her comfort zone well and truly left behind as
she felt just how much damage was starting to be done.
"No complaints!" Jay snarled, forcing her to comply. "*Enjoy it.*"
"Yes, Master," she whimpered, crying out as a patch of fur was torn
roughly from the back of her neck, leaving a raw, oozing patch of flesh
there. Her body responded eagerly, following his order as terror filled
her scent and real tears ran down her cheeks, replacing the pleasured
ones from before.
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Jay yawned as he woke up late the next morning, his stomach rumbling.
Hungry. That much he was able to recognize. He wasn't really awake yet,
or all ~that~ close to waking up, but the scent of blood and sex in the
air were both working on him already.
He rolled over, nuzzling the source of both scents lightly, and started
to lick at one of the bare patches of flesh on the lifeless Panthress'
shoulder, stripping blood-caked fur from the skin and exposing fresh
wounds. Remarkably little fresh blood seeped out, most of what had been
in her already in various places around the room, her body, and that of
her killer.
He sank his teeth into the freshly exposed flesh, biting down and
ripping a mouthful from her shoulder, functioning on nothing more than
instinct.
Eat, then sex.
The priorities didn't stop him from rubbing his groin against her cool
leg while he filled his belly from her upper arm, encouraging the
arousal already there so he'd be ready when he wasn't hungry anymore.
He swallowed the last bite of salty meat, a distant part of his mind
musing that it tasted a bit like nerf-meat as his shaft hardened the
rest of the way against her somewhat stiff thigh.
He'd have to hunt up another sex-thing soon, but this body was whole
enough to sate him for now. Its stiffness and cool temperature made an
interesting sensation as he sank into her body, her legs locked in the
widespread and slightly unnatural angle they'd been in when he'd torn
her throat out some hours before. The legs were broken, but the
tightening of her muscles in early rigor mortis held them in place for him.
He started to thrust faster, noting mentally that it was much more
satisfying when the plaything could plead, moan, and beg. A deep purr
escaped his throat at the memories of how she ~had~ sounded when she was
begging him, towards the end, when he'd been forced to focus more on
keeping her conscious than keeping her from pleading with him.
In the very back of his mind, something felt sick at the memories, but
it wasn't nearly enough to stop the quickly building pleasure that he
wasn't interested in holding back or the explosive roar as his hot seed
shot into her body, heating the flesh around it.
He rested against her with a purr, rubbing his pelvis against her torn,
nearly-shredded pussy lips as his seed quickly cooled and pooled in
Lara's lifeless body.
It was all the pause the uneasy feeling in the back of his mind needed
to hit the forefront and take over.
Jay shuddered, too shocked for a long moment to do anything but stare at
the partially eaten body below him and try to grasp just what he'd done
-- not just in killing her, but since.
A low sound escaped his throat as he desperately scrambled off of her
and out of the bed. Not even his well-trained body kept him from
hitting the floor hard and broke any chance he had to get to the
bathroom before throwing up what he'd just eaten. His mind screamed in a
vaguely coherent plea for help as he grabbed his Glovatrixes and was out
the door where instinct took over again.
These, though, were instincts perfected on Nar Shaddaa.
Mind control and escape paths he had long forgotten he even kept track
of hit the forefront of his mind to guide him back to his home -- his
ship -- and keep anyone from noticing his passing.
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Rauhnee
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