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Such delicious sounds she made as her walls throbbed and contracted over his fingertop. "As you command, my Mistress." Maybe get Warren to due it, though the bull considered it a sign of weakness if you had to resort to forcing yourself onto someone. Maybe he could do it as a birthday gift. He kissed her as she nuzzled against his cheek, then began to scratch behind her ears as his juice covered hands rose out of the water, which he sniffed in deeply.
 
Purring softly out of content as the bath water looked soiled and nasty but Tisha coughed in the next room.

"Samson, is she ok? Do I need to come in there to help her wash up?" She asked as she nor the house cat moved from the chairs which had their backs to the bathroom which the door to that bathroom was open.

Lillian looked to Samson watching his sniff his hands. "Do what you can, Samson. You're a great man..I trust you." she said softly as she couldn't stop smiling at him sniffing his hand.
 
He sucked on his fingers, removing the offending traces of their fun. "The water needs cleaning." Samson said after trying his cheek with a nearby towel, placing it back at the bottom of the stack. "You may need to scrub her down to remove the last of their... Session, together." He said through the doorway, before turning to his Lady. "Should I have some wine sent up?" Then the drugging part kicked him again, but he tried not to show it.
 
"Mind some tea with bit of honey? Something he couldn't get hold of already..." she asked with her watching him but Tisha commented that she understood. Tish walked in thinking the two were done and moved to the other side of the tub draining the water. Though the female rabbit got undressed and got in the tub with the lady helping her to her feet.

Tisha thought this was easier to help Lillian if she stood instead of being shifted around. With Tish pulling the curtains around them she turned the hot shower on and moved loathing Lillian's form up with strong rose scented soap. Tish was bit soapy herself but she knelt down cleaning Lillian's rear making sure she was completely clean ignoring Lillian's remarks on this was embarrassing. "My lady...No woman shouldn't have this scent on her when she yelled at him no." She commented as she was a virgin herself and knew of the limits. "Besides, we're behind you." She laughed as Lillian wiggled her sore rump but got her right buttock slapped by Tisha.

"Ah! Ok uncalled for!" She said laughing at Trisha for being playful.
 
"Some tea for the Lady." Samson gave a quick nod to one of the cooks, who began to get boil some water. He looked around for the more high class end of the pantry, then got out some biscuits from the city's chocolatier, as well as getting some berry tarts quickly made. Green tea, white tea, black tea, tea with the leaves in it, crumpled up, or in bags... After steeping it, they got out the bowls for sugar cubes, cream, honey. He personally brought the tray upstairs, supposedly so they didn't need to see the depressing sight (though some were pretty sure which one he was refering to). Perhaps she wouldn't mind him going above his usual duties, if her previous reactions were any sign. Entering the bathroom to the sound of mild laughter he expected to see Tisha cheering up the Lady with whatever way she could best. What he did not expect to see His arousal showing clearly through his pants as he watched the playing of the two naked, giggling, sopping wet... Yep, very clearly.
 
Trisha helped rinse Lillian off as she leaned forward exposing everything to Trisha. The soppying wet rabbit smiled and once the work was done she got out and wrapped herself up first and handed the towel to Lillian. There was some word exchanged about Lillian wanting to do some things herself and Trisha was happy to furfill her simple wish. Trisha walked by Samson ont seeing his aroused cock but gathered her clothes up.

Lillian stepped out of the shower not smelling of any male. Seeing Samson there with the tray made her smile. Walking slowly over as she took the green tea and added bit of honey to it then sipped it. "Thank you..." She said as she looked around him determined to get even with the creep. "Samson, I've been thinking...how can I drug my husband to where we...The house can do as we pleased and we could tell him he gave us permission." She said sipping her tea showing she was determined to go through on sleeping with Samson.
 
'Damn, why did I leave, just barely missing that show, those two bodies, petting, rubbing...' And then his Lady's smile as she sipped the tea made it worth it. Samson thought over it for a bit, trying to decide upon how to best put things. "Usually I would deal with his drink before bed, so that some of the women could get away with not sleeping with him, later convincing him that he did." Would be a lot tougher getting him to stay sleeping. "If we try getting him to move to the city or get some naval commission it would be just as well, though more suspicious when you end up pregnant in a year's time." If, if! "I will listen out for the grapevine, to see if their is any drink, herb, or illness that caused sleeplessness or a submissive nature."
 
"Well..." she looked as she noticed Trisha getting dressed and leaving the two alone in the large room. "How about tonight?" She asked with her running her fingers along his aroused cock. "I imagine he's trying to get himself drunk right now to fall to sleep." She said softly but looked down thinking how could she think of something so naughty. Shaking her head as she took the tray with her beckoning him to follow her to her bedroom. "I was wanting him to be drugged long enough to where if I came up pregnant a week after or a few days of him being gone then there won't be any question. I done research on his family before I was forced here...His family isn't purely tigers." She said looking over her shoulder at him.

"So...I could get away on carrying another's child. He has no proof he isn't the father..." she pointed out as she sat on the bed. "I got a question would it look weird if I served him his wine or poured it and have you serve it to him?"
 
"Just have it slipped into drink when no one can see. Maybe use in a new bottle added to his room. He moved onto the bed, creaking under his wait, then sat with his legs on either side of Lillian as his arousal poked against her tail. "Just say the word and I shall follow your command." He cupped her breasts from behind, bending down to kiss the ears on the shorter animal.
 
her breath was caught in her throat as he cupped her clothed breasts from behind. Growling softly inpleasure as she reached up running her fingers through his hair. "Do it...I can't stand it. I'm in need of you... I want to feel your thick hot cock deep within me.." She said faintly as the house was settling in for the night well the servants were. "Please....I'm starting to hurt." She said softly to him ass she kissing under his jaw. "Once that is done...We can have sex as much as we want without him suspecting anything."
 
Samson moved forward off the bed, crotch pressing into his Lady's lower back, as he swept her into his arms, and began to lick and suck her throat, needy growls coming from within his own throat as he moved a hand again under her dress. "Are you sure I won't hurt you? Heæs big, but still just a cat. And I don't think I could go even a day without making sure that my seed is inside you, ready to give another with your beauty life. Gods, I want to fuck you."
 
Shifting around as she slipped the towel off as she wrapped her legs around his waist. Nipping at his jaw as her wet body pressed into his own. "Go do it...Pour the wine for him and when he drinks it...Come back to me. I'll be ready for you." she said to him with her emerald eyes sparkling at him. "I want to feel that thick seed deep within me..."she said nearly begging him but bit her lower lip and moved off of him sitting back on the bed with her folds in full view. "Go...Or I will withdraw my offer."
 
Samson did as he was told, leaving in somewhat of a rush to find what was needed. A bit from the pantries, some from the cabinet of curiusities, some of the pipe leaf, the right wine... He took a good ten minutes to get the stuff ready, then added to boiling water from the earlier tea kettle. And then, of course, the sugar. The master couldn't even appreciate wine vintage wines, he just downed whatever was expensive, adding scotch or sugar as he pleased. After bringing the bottle and some salty foods to the sliding panel in the wall of the Master Bedroom he waited until he could hear snores. "Master?" He asked, testing him to see how far gone he was. "Master?" He did it closer, now shaking him. After testing by adding more wine to his mouth and getting him to swallow it in his sleep, he decided he was far gone enough. He closed the door, making sure to lock it in the way that a key remained on the inside, he headed back to the Lady's bedroom, barely keeping himself from slamming the door as he bolted and barricaded it, then pulled his shirt open, sending buttons flying as he revealed his massive, muscular chest.
 
Lillian was having a hard time not touching herself but she moved the tray aside with her lighting the cadles with the fresh cut roses placed in a vase at her bed side. By the time she was done she heard the rushed movements behind her. Looking over her shoulder seeing Samson with a hungry look in his eyes or was it lustful? She didn't care as she got the male she wanted to help ease her need to mate.

Smiling as she walked over to him and unbuttoned his britches and bent down as she yanked them down with her. Once he was freed from his britches she took the tip into her mouth licking the tip gently as if getting the taste of it. "Mmm bit salty..." She said as she looked up at him with a smile. Personally she wasn't exactly sure where to go from here other than running her hand up under his balls with her pulling his head down to hers. Smiling as she kissed him pressing her breasts into his stomach.
 
Oooh, that tongue. Sandpapery rough, a hungry licks, and all with a smile... He began to expand further as it finally hit him that he wasn't going to just be flirting around with the Mistress, but actually gain a mistress and maybe have her to himself. A rumble in bed, but probably just that. The candles and roses seemed that they seemed romance, though he doubted that she thought of him that way. He doubled over as she pulled him done, his cock prodding and rising under the breasts pressed to his stomache. So tempting, but he also wanted to get her pregnant. But locking the bedroom with the key on the inside meant the excuse that the Master did it wouldn't fly, and he could hardly use her ass without making her cry. Or her pussy without preperation. A lightbulb went on and he moved into the kiss, hand trailing down her back to her legs.
 
Smiling in the kiss as she gave a slight giggle with her raising her leg up to his side loving the feeling of his hand running over her leg. She was following his lead since she assumed he had experience. "Lead the way, Samson..." She said softly with her cupping his cheeks into her hands. Smiling softly as her tail moved between her legs and moved to run along his balls. The knowledge he'd hurt her the first time did cross her mind but it was quickly pushed off knowing this felt right. The thought of her jumping up where she wrapped her legs around him just above his erectioon crossed her mind but she wanted him to show her some thigns before she got the courage to try her moves on him.
 
Samson looked down at his soon-to-be lover, then took her move again, got releasing for twenty-five seconds, after which he looked into her eyes for another fine before liftering her from behind with the hand under her legs and laying her on the bed. "I don't want to hurt you." He assuared, kissing down her clothed throat and breasts, giving extra attention to where her navel would be. "I will try not to bite, but I fear your scent might drive me crazy." He moved further down, lifting her clothes to expose her cunt, licking his own lips, before licking those between your thighs. "May I, mistress?"

OOC: This isn't acting too much like the fawning sort, is it?
 
OOc: Nah, some women like bit of oral to get them loosen up ;) also she's wearing a towel right now.

Lillian was shocked at him picking her up and walking her over to his bed. His muscluar scent filled her nose making her folds even wetter and ached more. Holding on to her towel with him laying her down on the bed she laid there looking up at him. Smiling as she nodded to him. "I know..." She breathed out with him kissing her throat making her moan softly with him going down to her breasts and navel. With him parting the towel exposing her hips she moved her legs up and spread them apart allowing him acces. "Lick me, Samson..." She whispered to him. Knowing his scent will fill her room but there was two servants who can say they needed his help since he knew more about drugs and their affects. So there was a reason for his scent. Growling softly with the need as she arched her back having the candle light glisten over her sensative folds.
 
She tasted so wild, the folds of her entrance dripping. It had an almost tangy flavor, which he could get used to. "As you command, My Lady." He took another sniff in, setting his nose to the entrance, then flicked his tongue in while thinking about what he was doing. He could lose his head. Would it be worth it though? His family might have a chance to rule the house again, even if they had whiskers. But would they really be family if they didn't know about who their father, grandparents, and others were like? Would she make a good mother? He hoped so, as the Master certainly wouldn't raise a child himself. But he was unsure if he could do this. He needed time to think, before actually penetrating her. He could try to please her with hand and mouth, but he really wasn't in the position to satisfy her all the way, even if he wasn't too. He wasn't off the right social status anymore and he feared that she, Warren, the staff, his ancestors, and himself would lose all respect for Samson, Pretender to the Barony of Berenstain.

OOC: Mind maybe having time skips now and then? Some of my characters have commitment issues, where they won't go all the way unless they feel like they can continue it with their dignity intact, or believing they are finally worthy for the other. Plus it allows a longer story.
 
OOC: Sounds good to me.

Lillian moaned under him as he explored her folds. She barely knew this male before her but she didn't know her husband either. Closing her eyes as she relaxed under him thinking this was it that she'd lose her virginity to a worthy male. Reaching down as she ran her finger over his ears and finally she looked down at him thinking he'd continue further. Little did she know he was habing doubts about what was happening. Though she remembered the flirting with Warren and how the two actted. "Wait..." she said as she sat up cupping his chin to get him to look up at her. "I have to know have you and Warren eased eachothers....Needs? Or Lovers?" She asked knowing none had known her long but how the two behaved she thought they were lovers for a moment. Though with Warren openingly flirting with him but Samson kinda blew it off as if it was nothing.
 
'Let's see, swirl the tongue, write words in your head, make sure- No, I forgot something for her to keep in her mouth so she doesn't scream out!' He failed to hide his relief when the Mistress stopped it. Especially as he remembered how felines tended to unsheath their claws when their bodies went through stress. He decided that he might as well be somewhat trueful, keeping a bit back, as he wasn't entirely honest even to himself about his relationship with Warren. "We are friends." He declared, thinking over what he was to say. "Probably my best friend, though I do not think I am his. He has many." He did sometimes wonder about why Warren hung out with him. He didn't usually go after males, and he wasn't nearly as pushy as one would have thought if he had just wanted to get into his pants, bothing him all those years ago since puberty and their meeting. "As you might see, I am not the sort of creature that is at home in a house on plains." That was a bit of an understatement. "I get stressed from the work, and unless I were to get to predatory I would need to find a way to release the tension." A look of distaste came to his face. "Your husband found a way to get out his urges without killing people. I usually wouldn't blame him." Not even bothering with calling him Master this time. Had to be a first. "Warren is simply there to be my verbal punchingbag. He can take it. It gets me slightly more stressed then he becomes my physical one. Then we fight for a bit, no claws, teeth, or horns, and then lie down for a bit." He would keep to himself the times when he got so worked up that he came in his pants during the fights, either from the musky testosterone flowing through the air or from when they rubbed each other with each others bodies as they wrestled. "I don't know why he puts up with me."
 
"Its just how you two act around eachother. I wasn't sure since...If he loves you. I don't want him hurt if he found out that you and I were having sex." She said softly to him as she looked into his eyes as she was being honest with him. Leaning down as she kissed the spot right between his eyes. "I can't ask him since he seems more of a flirty type so he'd may say anything. i trust your word." She said with a smile as she understood on getting the need to be a predator out. "I go for a run to get rid of that predatory instinct. I run in the woods that is how I found out about the creek." Slowly she laid back onto her elbows looking at him thinking he'd continue but figured he wouldn't since she may had broke his lustful wants even with her scent right in his nose.
 
Maybe she was on the right track. Get more and more of his urges out far form anyone. Maybe the old fort or the hill in the woods would do. "Maybe you could join us out in the woods sometime and relieve our tress without getting carnal." Who the us was went unsaid, though he wasn't only thinking about Warren, Lilliane, and himself. "I do wish for a child, someday." He told with mild determination and a hint of honest in his voice as he set his ear to her belly and slid his fingers along her cunt. "And I think that I found where I want them to come from. But it might be too soon. Maybe when time has passed and I can help raise them without suspicion. Just a servant caring for his new masters..." He gave a sigh, continueing to rub. "So let me sit here with you and let me pet you until you are ready to sleep." He stroked the back of her head, figuring he would never manage a marriage with the likes of her, even putting aside his relationship with Warren, his bad moods, and his job.
 
"I figured I killed the mood...Though you should know...My urges to mate are getting worse day by day." She reminded him as she pulled him up onto her bed where she curled up to him with her leg drapped over him. "If you two have...a special relationship." She referred to the two helping eahcother out to keep their needs met in many ways. "I'm happy for you both. I've grown fond of you both but more you actually." she said as she looked down wondering what he''d say about that. "Since I was a little girl I dreamed of finding someone who I could be proud of on carrying their child and going through life not afraid. Knowing that man or women was there for support." She said as she looked up at him as she let him in abit. "So I encourage what you two have. If you'd like me to carry your children, someday, I'll be proud to but I want them to be proud who their family is...I want them to be proud of you and your family." she said as she sat up kissing the corner of his jaw.
 
"I am glad you are fond of me." Better than thinking of him only as someone to cheat on her husband with or to think they were soulmates after two days of knowing each other. "I might still be able to help, though not to the point of actually mating with you just yet." A hand moved up under a breast, cupping and lightly squeezing it. "I would need to think over some things and maybe talk to Warren." Though, as he thought about it and how she mentioned the Master having non-tigers somewhere back in the woodpile, having tiger children with Warren, not knowing which of them had suceeded at each time with impregnating her did seem somwehat right. He moved his eyes from her breasts to meet her's when she spoke about family. Lonely without family, feeling that ties were cut as she got her dowry as severence pay, the closet to her being rapist tiger. "So long as you stay you will become one of the family. Your husband? Not so much. He leaves too much and doesn't know the names of each other like the rest of us. Give it a month or two. You can start drawing the workers, if you want. Just be the lady of the house and get things back on track to the days we could say we were proud to work here, knowing that our Master and Mistress's blood was noble by their actions, and how he served while they protected."
 
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