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"All I heard was our mistress is in heat and everything else. But I TOLD the male house servants to keep clear of her. I know how a woman is when she is in heat, has very little to no self control on who she screws." She glared at him as he hooked her chin forcing her to look up at him. "Donh't blame me that your men tend to gossip worse than women." She glared at him. "Since you were in everyone's view when she was tending to her own needs then no one can say you were screwing her. If she ended up pregnant with a servants child she could be kicked out with the servant and nowhere to go. She's the only reasonable Mistress we had in a long time."
 
"And having her ride around the stablehands instead of some some place in the woods? Heat can be controlled. Otherwise why would I be infront of you rather than ontop?" His actions let little credence to his words, as he had been showing a great deal less restraint over the past day/s. You don't need to tell me she would be thrown out, I know full well that unless they drugged the master and basically fornicated ontop of him then made him think he was drunk and slept with her, there would be little way past it." Wait... "Don't give it too much though." He moved away, thinking for a bit, his eye catching the spine of a book. "Alright, you're going to say that she's been having some sort of exotic fever and has beenextremely disoriented. Highly contagious. We'll clear half the third floor for her apartments." He declared. "See about finding some doctor with either no nose or tool. No midwifes, that would give the wrong idea. You can choose those you want to prepare and present her meals, baths, and rooms. Just keep her company, keep her entertained, and most of all, keep her content. Willing to do this, if not to save all ourskins then out of loyalty and making sure the Master gets bored again and spends more nights here? The fleas in the sheets can only keep him away for so long." Odd how the Lady seemed to have realized right away not to use the Master Bedroom. He himself even forgot that one time.
 
Lillian sighed as she sat up and moved off the couch clearing her throat. She noticed Brittany standing up straight between two predators. "Samson, I got a punishment in mind for her already...." She said as she moved to Brittany grabbing the package. "The rumors should die down shortly." She said as she snarled at Brittany as she did admit to helping it along by trying to help. Opening the package as thee was a note to it. Reading the note and her heart sank as it was a warning from the house cat she scared earlier.

Clearing her throat as she looked to Brittany. "Get a feast ready...My husband is returning home." She felt sick to her stomach as the last bit made her ill. Looking to Samson as Brittany left by sliping through Samson's limbs to get everything started. Lillian had grown fond of Samson in such a short time that she didn't know what to do. So she turned the paper around so Samson could see the last line.

He's returning to bed his new trophy wife

Lillian looked away from Samson as she was stuck. If she rejected him what would he do? What can she do but she looked at the small velvet box where her new necklace laid. "Help prepare for his return?" She looked to Samson as he and Warren were the only men she trusted so far since she did test their limits with a bit of flirting yesterday.
 
"Need a change of sheets?" He suggested, looking over the note. "Unless you wanted to risk getting fleas if you toubled around in them." Only lucky he hadn't got them himself when he had a go. Something about natural hair oils. Something clicked in his head. Not so much about how to deter the Master as about a smaller matter. "Who brought the note?" The boy? Nah, he wouldn't get to town quick enough, given the time between when he snarled at him then saw him again. Hopefully there was enough time to prepare a feast, especially with most of the preperation having been done for yesterday, when he never came. "Who would be so callous as to send you a letter worded this way? Do you even know anyone in the county?"
 
"No, but I did send a house boy into town to the jewlers to fashion a necklace for me. The boy had to have over heard his master and explained why he was there. I can imagine the man is coming to...Put me in my place." She commented shuddering. Though smiled at Samson at a thought. "Perhaps a set of new sheets and blankets if he thinks of getting into my bed but...Any shampoo in stock we have to clean him off if he is coming."
 
"When will the necklace be done?" Samson asked mostly, to give himself time to think. Weeks no doubt. And put her in her place? Seemed fine so long as he left afterwards, though as apparently she was planning on climbing out the window. Makes more sense than the fleas in his bed or planting hymen blood on the sheets, but to everyone there one. "Will you be helping him to bathe?" Or need help to due it yourself? Surely some areas you can't reach to lather up...
 
Lillian thought it over but took the last comment as a tease. Laughing weakly as she swatted Samson's arm as she moved by him. "He's a big boy he can bathe himself. If he's coming here it means his mistresses are busy. If he's not coming and this is a cruel joke...I rather be prepared than sorry." She said looking up into his eyes but imagnied him in her bed not the nasty tiger of a husband.

Blushing as she looked away. "I should go deliver Brittany's punishment. I don't know what it is yet but she didn't need to be so..loose mouth. Starting things." She cleared what she meant by loose mouth with Brittany starting the rumor without meaning to. "The necklace should come in a few weeks. I imagine this box is from my mother." She said as she opened it as it was a rich red ruby on a ring with diamonds surrounding it. There was another note inside as she read it as it was in her native tongue or tongues since she had to learn Chinese and Hindu to coexist in the area. Pulling the ring out as she looked at it with a smile. "I was right, mother sent this."
 
'That would buy a lot of gin.' Though it might be paste, considering how little of a dowry chest she brought with her. Husband might take this if she didn't act right. "For your marriage?" Samson asked, imagining from her tone that her mother was rather far away. Might explain her own bit of an accent. "Or your birthday?" Probably wouldn't be appropriate to give a presence to his employer. Maybe something anonymous. Have the race horse injured a bit and send off the Master to see that it was alright? Give him his special absinthe that the wealthy added to their coffee for the kick and to their wine to cure insomnia? "Shall we prepare rooms for your guests?" Maybe try to make her a small cake. She probably would get a large one from the Master anyways, so nothing excessive.
 
Looking to Samson as she shook her head. "My mother is sending a chest with some family heirlooms and some personal items. It wouldn't fit in the wagon. But in her note she said she sent the ring as an emergency..." she said but knew she had to let Samson know.

"My father wasn't to happy about this marriage as you know your master has a history on paying an allowance to his mistresses. So my mother sent this ring if things got rough I could sell it and live comfortably till my dying day. I'm the only daughter out of their offspring so my father is bit protective." She said but sighed softly almost forgetting her birthday though she lowered her voice. "On my birthday I want you to meet me by the creek in the woods."
 
Samson nodded, unsure how well that would go and why she wouldn't be able to head back to her family. Might be something about only virgins marrying. Though considering how the father went along with the marriage anyways... 'Was it harder for him to lose his daughter or his heirlooms?' "If you are certain." He agreed hesitantly, suspecting that she wanted an accomplice to help her run away.
 
She figured she remembered the teasing Warren gave him about his birthday and she spoke up about it for her. "Just tell Warren not to get jealous." she said with a wink to him as she went off to find Brittany. Once she was found Lillian removed her from being her Personal Srevant to being a milk maid until further notice.

Brittany couldn't say a word but nodded to her as she turned leaving to get into some working clothes. Lillian stood in the hall seeing everyone was getting busy with preparing for their Master's arrival. Though wiht her mother's ring in hand she turned heading up to her room to hide it somewhere safe so her husband couldn't take it from her.
 
Samson had had enough about this and decided to just keep it out of his mind until the day after. He headed out to the head cook, who got the kitchen back in back on track, luckily already in the process form when Samson went around telling everyone to work on something before he found a pile of dirt for them to clean. The cold roasts were prepared, wine with expensive ground pepper corns prepared, and collections of nuts candied. Checking a recipe book, he headed out to find where he thought Brittany went, to make sure the she managed to get the difficult to remove clothing that was all the rage onto their Mistress. He seemed to have made a mistake, so turned from the barn as Warren came out, a smile growing on his face. Mistaking it for a comment on the rumor, which hadn't managed to reach the barn, the bear absentmindedly told his friend. "Don't be jealous." Warren just looked after with bunched eyebrows as Samson continued on his way back to the house. He decided to get back to work himself, when he noticed Brittany coming his way, then got his smile back, though a bit less bright.
 
Brittany was working hard tending to the cows and some of the offspring. She had went to Warren not saying a word about the rumor. "What did Samson want?" She asked Warren as she wiped the sweat from her brow as she hadn't had to work this hard before.

Lillian had stripped her bed and foldeed the blankets up and placed them in her closet and had the maids clean her husband's room or atleast place clean sheets on them. When they walked by she could smell the stink in which nearly made her buckle. "God....Spray his room down!" She said laughing as some of the light heartd women chuckled and continued on with their work. When the time came she walked to the stairs seeing theman she married walking through the front door looking as if he crawled out of the ditch. The toned male tiger saw her and smiled.

"I see you've grown custom to the house role." He said as she walked down to meet him.

"Someone had to keep this house moving while you soiled yourself." she remarked but she was given a hard slap across the face with his hand grabbing her arm to keep her from falling. Bit dazed as he tighten his grip on her.

"You belong to me, Lillian...You and your dowry." He hissed in her ear then he shoved her once more toward the stairs. "Bedroom...now..." He growled at her not caring if she's eatten or not.
 
It was odd, how he was acting. That and having the house cat out here. "No idea." Heading to a stackf cases near the door he had an inkling. " Maybe he's trying to find whoever took the horse tranquilzers". Warren rolled this around his head for a bit before looking over and once again thinking about Brittany, wondering why she was her and what she was trying to do. He headed over and attemepted to help, not having broken a sweat yet that day due to the relatively light workload.

The sound of chewing was unheard with all the commotion downstairs. In the main bedroom, some of the special toys where prepared, as with some of the aprodisiacs for getting the Master the berserker rage usually needed to please the heftier mistresses who ricked bringing down the house if there were higher than the first floor. The clean crystal glass stood on the table with the bottles, the already poured and ready as usually, though missing ingredients for the special recipe, for the more delicate of people. Ground pills and saliva were mixed into the drink, meant to prepare the stomache for the cocktail of sexual stimulants, though the changed made it a bit more boring. Yawn inducing, even. Yawn, after yawn, after yawn, then just a short nap, just a minute, my dear... The heavy footsteps left the room, away from any others.
 
"Wait someone is taking tranquilzers?" She asked as she worked with him as she didn't know of this but shook her head as she saw the cans were damaged and were set aside to be fixed. She didn't know their master was to be home tonight but in a way she was happy to be out of the house.

Lillian was heading to her room but was stopped as her long hair was yanked. Yelling in pain as she clawed out because of instinct she was shoved by her husband. "No!" he yelled out as she did struggle though he did order the drinks to his room. With the maids rushing out he locked the door. Minutes passed as she was forced to drink the drugged wine in which she had no control what was going on. Though she cried through the process as she was degraded and she didn't get the sense of pleasure from her husband as he ripped through her form. Her claws sank into his mattress under her as the headboard slammed into the wall. It didn't take him long to end his session but once he was clearly done she grabbed her clothes and stumbled out of his room holding her dress up to her breasts.

Her knees buckled when she got to the hall crying, feeling dirty and sick. She was alone in the hall way with her naked expect with the dress being held to her chest. The submissive housecat she scared earlier was trying to cheer her up by bringing fresh cut roses to her room only to find her there.

"Oh god..." He dropped the fresh cut flowers and rushed to her and picked her lithe form up, trying to keep her covered. Slowly he took her to her room where he placed her in a tub then turned the hot water on. One maid saw him carry her and brought the roses in. "Tisha, get Samson to find something to dilute the drugs." He said to the Rabbit maid as she rushed out.

"Samson!" She yelled out for him as she dashed through the whole house. The house cat upstairs couldn't leave Lillian as she had a death grip on his hand. When she finally found Samson she was panting. "Samson, we need something to dilute the drugs in lillian's system. She doesn't look good..." she said as she was a brown rabbit with a perky white tail.
 
"What?" Samson wasa bit woozy from the tranquilizers he had ground up with his teeth in order to drug the Master when he drank his aphrodisiacs for his fuck sessions, in an ingeneious scheme in which to trick him into thinking he had consumated the marriage, leaving himself the chance of impregnating the sultry tiger without suspicion. What was that sound in the walls? Must have got the tub installed quicker than he thought. "Dilute what? Lead the way." He said somewhat groggily, having a sinking feeling as he followed the rabbit.
 
She lead Samson up to their Mistress's room then pulled him into the bathroom where the male house cat just sat on the outside of the tub holding Lillian's hand. The young cat looked to the massive bear looking pissed for once.

"He didn't wait..." He said as he lifted Lillian's chin letting Samson seeing the splashes of wine that stained her white fur. "I don't-"

Lillian spoke up. "He took me somewhere else..." She said looking to Samson with empty eyes. Closing them as she moved her tail implying where he took her. She was soiled in one area but in another she was still pure. "He took my rump for a ride." She said with a weak laugh but she looked to Samson. Though spoke to the other two. "Mind leaving me and Samson alone.." She said as the pair nodded and they walked out sitting in her room leaving the two in her bathroom. Lillian shifted as she grabbed Samson's hand gently pulling him to her leave. Once he was she sat up with her wet breasts pressing into his chest as she whispered in his ear. "I want to get back at him." She said as she held on to his shirt with her free hand while she held his other hand.
 
So damaged from what had happened and yet still so beautiful. Partially his fault, no matter how much he told himself that the accident meant he wouldn't have fought her as much? He meant his head down speak into her ear. "Yes, my Mistress?" His head moved further down to her shoulder and neck, while one arm wrapped itself around her, the other moving lower, it's fingers trying to free the semen from within you. "Do you want me to do what he did to you?"

OOC: Can different anthros have children with each other or only those within the same animal family?
 
OOC: Lets make it where animals can bare other animals. Like she can care Samson's children.

Lillian winced as he tried to help clean her. "If you want to fuck him up the ass...Please don't. Thats to low for you to do that to him. Drug him to be out for awhile or keep him drugged up. I want to do something he wouldn't give me...." She said to him as she moved his hand from her rump to her virgin folds. "I want you." She whispered to him.
 
Samson looked down upon her with a mixed look of guilt, desire, and unbridled lust. He licked his chomps, panting for a bit with his mouth open.'Finally said it right out. Can you refuse, since this is half your fault?' His large fingers prodded and gently rubbed her entrance as he looked down at her. "Here? We would be caught."
 
She shifted as she felt his fingers entering her but her fingers curled in his chest. "Thats why I said on my brithday...Meet me in the woods by the creek." She said as she looked at him with a soft smile. "So what should I do? I don't think I can walk for abit or I may get sick." she said as she had moved her legs up around his hand as he probbed her entrance lightly. "Thats why I suggested you tell Warren not to get jealous when I have you to myself for one night...or more."
 
He really wished she wouldn't bring Warren up, but he hardly had the moral high ground in all this matter. "Then lay back and relax. Let us get your fur and insides clean again. And I know it's not your birthday today, but you deserve a little present. *He continued to finger his Lady, then tried to capture her mouth when she began to make noise.
 
Seeing a certain look in his eyes when she mentioned Warren but when she laid back in the hot water she did relax. Though when he began to finger her she began to groan but he sealed her lips to quieten her. Lillian closed her eyes as she reached up cupping his cheek with her hips twitching with her inner thighs quivering. Her fingers curled in his fur as she was getting close. After awhile she moved her lips from his whispering to him. "How bad do you want me, Samson?" She asked as she held on to him with her back arching.
 
'So long as she enjoys herself a bit, I can wait for myself.' The bear decided, his Mistresses mouths and purrs enough for him. He'd need to see if he could find some contraceptives in case he didn't chicken out. "Bad enough to do some things I would never have risked before." He looked down at her as she arched her back, breasts towards his face and pussy towards his hand, then at the stomache between, where the most wonderful of children could come from.
 
Gritting her teeth as she opened her legs further trying to stay silent but her toes flared out. Soon she felt her soft walls wrapping tightly around his thick finger with her cumming over him. Panting softly as she looked at him. "Do what you want in the future...As long as I get you in the end." she said laughign weakly as she felt better as it seemed the drugs had worked mostly out of her system because of him. Leaning up as she kissed him deeply but no one could see them at this angle. Pulling back as she cupped his cheeks. "Drug him as long as you like and if the servants want to use him while we have fun...Let them use him as a fuck toy.." she said as she felt so naughty for what she wanted done with her nuzzling up under his jaw then to his wet cheek.
 
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