The Spring of Delights [Open]

Irina slipped her hands into the cool water of the spring, lifting it to her mouth and drinking deeply. She had been traveling for days now, and she still had quite a ways before her. It was a daunting task, and a break by the lovely little spring she'd found was a pleasant one. What she did not know, of course, was the spring had an enchantment sent upon it. Whoever drank from it developed a sudden and powerful lust and attraction to the next creature they laid eyes upon. She dipped her hand in again, bringing more of the enchanted water to her lips, blissfully unaware of what it would do to her.

[[Open to a male animal or mythical creature.]]

Altair pads through the undergrowth. he was on the hunt, but not for food, oh no, he was on the hunt for a mating partner. he had been told that human females made good sex slaves, obedient, and very vocal during mating. he purred and wandered past the enchanted spring, and into his cave den,without realizing that she was there or that he could easily be spotted by her. he rested on a rock, his black fur hiding him completely in the shadows. he closed her eyes thus completing his camouflage, making him invisible in the shadows. his nose could easily tell if something.... or someone was coming. he had often seen humans drinking from the spring and suddenly start going at it like rabbits in heat.

As she sat by the spring, relaxing, Irina caught sight of...something passing through the trees. She wasn't quite sure what it was, but without a doubt, her mind suddenly filled with an overwhelming desire for it. Her nether lips quickly growing wet with a sudden, powerful lust, she rose to her feet, moving almost like she was guided by an outside force towards a cave. "Hello?" She called, seeing no one in the cave, but getting the oddest feeling that something was, in fact, there. "Please don't hide from me...I need you..."

he perked his ears as she walked into his den. ahhh this was perfect. he smiled and then mewed like a little kitten hoping to attract her into the cave... and to him.

She heard a kitten-like mewl, and eagerly followed it, stepping deeper into the cave. Hopefully it wouldn't take her long to find the source of the sound.

he mewed again and moved deeper into the cave. he watched her as she came closer to him and mewed again. he looked her over and admired what he could see of her body, he grinned and thought about how she would look with a litter of his cubs rounding out her belly.

She continued to follow the mews, her eyes adjusting to the darkness of the cave. Her lust was still impossibly strong, desperate to be taken by whatever lurked in the cave, eager as ever to find him.

he entered the main living area of his den, a large flat cavern with a soft sandy floor in the middle was an unlit firepit that was prepared for a fire. off to one side, near the wall was a pile of soft furs and pelts that he used as a bed. he waited until she entered and then silently moved behind her. as he passed her he knocked an old flashlight against her knee thus allowing her to be able to see the den and himself, if she truly wanted, when he wanted her to see him, and be able to light the wood in the firepit.

She gasped as something hit her knee, fumbling around to find it was an old flashlight. She turned it on, looking around the chamber. Spotting an unlit fire pit, she went over to it, getting a fire going, lighting up the chamber.

he looked her over and agreed with himself that she would make a very good breeding slave and mother to his cubs. he had moved around and now lay on the bed of furs watching her quietly. he would wait for her turn around and see him before deciding whether he would need to bring her under control or whether she would bring herself under control and submit to him on her own. he waited like that hoping that she wouldn't be scared off or that he would be forced to bring her under control. he hated doing that and would much rather have her come to him.

She turned, looking around the cavern, until she saw the panther, laying on a bed of furs. With the water of the spring still working on her mind, she recognized him as the creature she'd caught a glimpse of before she'd entered the cave, and knew she wanted him more than anything else in the world. "Hello," She said in a breathy voice, looking at the panther with lust and desire.

he lay there and watched her the firelight shining off his silky, black, pelt. he purred and looked at her before mewing again. his tail twitched towards her and then rested like that except for the tip which kept moving slowly in a 'come here' motion.

She watched him as he lay there, beckoning to her with his tail. She gladly heeded, stepping closer to him, kneeling besides him on the bed of furs.

he watched her move closer to him he moved his hind leg revealing his sheath, and thus his gender, to her and purred as he stretched out on the soft furs of his, and soon to be her, bed. he waited like that hoping that she wouldn't be scared off or that he would be forced to bring her under control. he hated doing that and would much rather have her come to him.

She watched him move his hind leg, revealing his sheath to her. "Oh," She gasped quietly, blushing deeply, her pussy quickly growing wetter at the sight. Shyly, she reached out, starting to stroke his sheath lightly, watching his response carefully.

he purred and he reached down with his large feline head and sniffed at her hand. he purred and then licked it with his rough, feline, tongue. as he did this he sent her a mental nudge and an image of him licking what was obviously a human female's sex. making it seem like her own mind's question of what it would feel like to have that happen to her own body.

She shuddered as she felt his tongue on her hand, making her mind wander to what it might feel like to have that tongue on a more...intimate thought. She shifted back, pulling off her gear and then her shirt, revealing a large set of breasts to the panther, before she slid off her pants as well, revealing her soaking wet pussy to the feline.

he purred and rolled onto his back, thus giving her ample room to play with his sheath and the red, shiny, slippery, tip of his dick that was beginning to peek out of his sheath. he looked at her and purred, letting her hear his voice in his head.

"you want to suck on Master's dick, my little slave?"

his deep rumbling purr sounded in her head as he also sent her the thought that hearing him like this was the most normal thing in the world and that she was and always had been his breeding slave.

His words seemed utterly natural to Irina, knowing she was his slave and that he was her master. She nodded, eagerly leaning down and taking her master's cock into her mouth. She suckled on the tip, her hands stroking his sheath and balls to try and encourage more to emerge.

"you seem to have forgotten our rule about not wearing clothing on in my presence"

he purred in her head and pawed at her thong.

She pulled her mouth from his cock for a moment. "Forgive me, master," She said softly, tugging off her thong, and revealing her wet, virginal pussy to him, before she eagerly began to suck at his cock once more.

he purred and then padded off the furs and moved over to a sandy area of the floor.

"come over here and kneel before your Master so he may mark you as his."

he purred in her mind

She nodded at the words in her mind, crawling off the bed to settle before him, kneeling down. She looked at him with lust, waiting for him to mark her.

he purred and stood up with his paws on her shoulders, causing his sheath to hang right before her tits. he purred at her and then let go with a stream of golden, sweet-smelling, sweet-tasting, piss. the golden liquid splashed her tits and then ran down her body in rivulets before merging together at her crotch, running over her cunt lips and then dripping off her to form a puddle on the floor beneath her.

"would you like to drink from your master?"

he purred in her mind.

She shuddered as she felt his piss drip down over her body, running from her tits down her body and over her pussy lips, marking her with his scent. It only turned her on more, loving to be marked by her master.

She nodded at his offer of a drink, parting her lips and sticking out her tongue.