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OOC: No she doesn't know Samons or anyone was raped there. She used the law against her husband...Basically she lied to get papers drawn up to keep the man out.

Brittany didn't look at Samson as he walked off as while the Master was there he used her and Roxy. Lillian stood there emotionally in pain but she dismissed Warren to go on with his work. Lillian figured rumor would go around about Lillian wanting to carry Samson's cubs but she did stop grabbing Warren's hoof.

"Warren, I know rumors will go around but tell the others the new Tiger here is a servant from my home land. That is all he is. The estate won't be for sale unless we get into a bind....Or trouble. My worries is keeping this place a home."
 
"Home is where the heart is?" Warren half mumbled to himself, leaving the room. He passed Samson apparently trying to say something to Brittany before shying away as she avoided eye contact. He waited around the corner, quietly pleaded. "I'm sorry, this is all my fault. What if I went and explained? You don't have to leave. Is this really?" He went from question to question, wanting to here his friend's voice but not the answers. The bear looked at him for a while before reaching his arms around him and pulling him to himself. He stood there patting his back for a few minutes as the bull slowly did the same. "Come now, I'll still write to everyone. Maybe be easier to apologize to Brittany. You'll get your own letter. Something you can read." Samson really should have seen that everyone had gotten those literacy lessons. "If things with my new job go well I should be able to get some time off to visit in time for the next fair. I will be expecting to see you there." "Wouldn't miss it." Warren assured as he felt something clip onto his belt. Moving his head back, he seldom saw outside his heade. Samson was leaving him the key to his room on the estate? "So this is how I get into your bed?" Warren half joked, half choked, flinching at the reminder of how that sort of thing started this whole mess. "It would have been a tight fit." Samson returned with a sad chuckle. "Just keep it warm for if I ever come back." The memories to be had, gained, and lost...
 
Lillian stood in the distance watching the pair but she turned walking upstairs to her bed. There she stripped out of her native clothing and into her modest clothing. Sighing as she knew of a party but not the kind Warren was trying to throw. Once Samson was gone she was in the small classroom teaching everyone the vowels and math. She managed to get the basics but she hired a teacher for the moe complex since she had to handle the house affairs.

Spring came with letters from Samson to Warren and the others. Roxy, the fox, who wanted to fuck Samson and was the Master's fiance was fired and sent to town to look for work. Lillian got the ruby ring back and was wearing it. Though she planned on throwing a festival but her heart wasn't in it so she left it to whoever wanted to organize it. Tired as she slept out in the garden as she hadn't been the same since Samson left well not exactly the same.
 
The letters contined, a few asking about the Lady's health, another suggesting using some of the greenhouse's citrus fruit early for her, though others were simply about how the town was growing. He asked how the growing of fruit was and how the large swatches of juniper plants near the forest and the cultivation of wheat was going. He gave some suggestions that he had been learning from some agricultural revolutionaries, as well as making quite inquiries into whether some of the cheap grain used to feed the animals could be better sold for distilling gin. To Samson he asked whether or not he thought it would be appropriate for him to write staight to Brittany, Lillian, or appear at the festival.
 
Brittany helped with organizing as she felt odd since her and Samson went through something he denied other women well some. She did ask Warren how he was since the two were close. His advice did help their estate grow further.

Though when the Master came Lillian met him at the door with Jaido as the man asked for his clothing. Lillian nodded to Jaido as the two stood in silence. The man commended Lillian's bravery on getting his banned from his own home. "By law you can't be in two marriages and the ring you gave Roxy....Belongs to my father. He sent it here to keep my mother from finding it." She said with the massive tiger growling at her but stopped when Jaido appeared handing him the large trunk which nearly crushed him. Sending her husband off she walked inside with Jaido putting his hand on her shoulder but she pushed his hand off.
 
Away, in Winchester, Samson was relaxing on his day off, sitting on the balcony jutting out from the offices adjacent the distillery, just reading the paper and avoiding the fumes. Some scandals back at home, apparently. Something about the Master trying to marry somoene below his class. He doubted that there was any real proposal for Roxy and wondered again if she and the others were just trying to get pregnant so that someone would have to care to them. In Roxy's case(surprised he could still remember the name). she might have been pregnant even before that one incident. And of course, even with that incident solidifying in his mind how employer and employee shouldn't get in affairs, the attempting banning of the Master, which he doubted would hold up in court, meant that things would have gotten rather akward quickly- Speaking of... He looked down at the carriage rolling down the street.

OOC: I'm turning in now. Would you mind if Samson sees the Master when he is heading where ever?
 
OOc: night

The old tiger got out of the carriage and getting help to get his heavy trunk. He was letting Lillian have her time of being head of the house. Though when the festival has started he'll present papers he had complete control over everything and if she disobies she will be left with nothing. Smirking as planned to get what he wanted, take the woman none could. He hasn't heard of Samon leaving the household yet.
 
"What's this?" Samson thought, looking over the edge to where a tiger was moving about. "Another immigrant?" He didn't recognize the carriage, which seemed to have gotten a new paint job recently to keep up with the latest fashions or what not. The carriage had pulled up to one of the better of hotels in the area, though it might have simply been offloading to get to one of the apartments or homes nearby. He considered calling out about them avoiding the thoroughway, but he was sure that whoever was driving would be aware of the cattle drive the Spaniards had set up for today. It was more than one of the reasons he was keeping to the balconies. Good show to be had. Might be prizes for whoever could outrun them or hold on the longest. Should be a good show all around, which is why he and some others were going to sit it out until they were sure that nothing could go wrong. He thought for a bit how far those with animals would come from, but put it out of his mind.
 
The massive Tiger of the estate got his trunk into the hotel room where Roxy was at the balcony with her big bushy tail swaying in the air. "The running of the bulls is going to be wonderful!!" She exclaimed with her looking over to David who walked up behind her slipping his hand along her thigh.

"Don't get to comfortable." He said as his balcony wasn't far from Samson's.

"How come?" She asked only to see a devilish grin on his face making her quiver thinkin git was going to be sexual.

"You'll be sent home to your family while I take back whats mine. What Lillian done is a failed attempt at a man's world. When the festival starts and from what I hear its a masked event. I'm going to force her to carry my litter to ensure MY estate stays in my family."
 
As the hours passed people set up their stalls behind barricades, while stands were set up and fenced off infront of those without balconies or upper terraces. Those that did jabbered, and scoffed, and traded between between houses, their front doors tightly bolted up to avoid charging livestock or those trying to get out of the way of said charging livestock. If they wanted out of the race they would need to either get onto a rope ladder hanging from the buildings or they would need to get to the bandstand by the main square, where the civic leaders and electioneers were taking their places. Factory heads, guild leaders, the Mayor, some candidates for Parliment... The carriage outside the hotel got a bit beaten up as people came about, setting things up, moving it into one of the barriers. "SAMMY, TOSS A BOTTLE OVER!" Samson looked down the line of balconies to see where a rat was waving. "RETURN IT, EMPTY OF FULL!" Samson replied, passing one down the line with his neighbors, some taking a swig now and then until it reached him. He toasted it to Samson, then splashed some on the roof rabbit that appeared, before another rat started beating it back with a broom.
 
Roxy stood there watching everyone prepare for the run of the bulls while her Master or lover for the time being was out getting things done. Sighing as she looked at her left hand where Lillian's ring was. "Wished the bitch didn't return...Or didn't get so pissy so I can rub it in her face I had a man she's been after." She muttered softly. Of course she was lying about bedding Samson but Lillian wouldn't know that and if she believed her then she'd fire Samson and Warren.

"Oh well the ride here was worth it." she said as she sat up on teh rail of the balcony with her bushy tail glistening. Though little did she know Brittany and Lillian were in town to enjoy the Running of the bulls. Though Lillian was in plain clothing to conceal herself since she made a goal of expanding her world outside the Estate.
 
The balconies continued to fill, including the ones on the upper levels of the factories and apartments. "Scoot over." The bear breifly looked at the jaguar who had appeared with two decently dressed rabbits. "Couldn't get a better seat at the stands?" They twitched there noses as the jaguar stood curved between them and Samson. "Zoo Zick of a crowd. Had to try and take a backway to get a view." Samson shrugged as the two sat on a table to get a better view over their companion, who they apparently picked up in Central America while checking out their cocoa plantations. The Jaguar looked intently down at the street, waiting for... 'Well, pretty easy to guess.' He poured some beer into cups from nearby stacks, which the Cadbury brothers gratefully took as they waited, the orangutan foreman of the bottling company coming in soon after.
 
David was a slender orange tiger who stood at the fence line waiting. He was growing tired of women and planned to enjoy some dark fantasies of his own soon. Sighing as he looked over knowing the turkish bath house was a man's only enjoyment. Sighing as he looked down seeing a white feline in plain clothing. Rubbing his eyes to see she was gone. Growling as he went on a hunt only to fail and he lost his good spot.

Lillian was helped up by a young Bull and his Mustang friend held Brittany up on their shoulders. The girls laughed as the men held them up with ease. The horns blared as the Mayor yelled out for the runners to get ready. "Release the bulls!" His voice roared out as soon the earth vibrated under their feet as men were running by the small group with well feed bulls running by. Lillian noticed some of them had their brand on them. Though she smiled thinking Warren knew how to pick them. She needed to remember to praise him for his good work atleast. One canine was hit hard with the horn going through his side. Brittany and Lillian looked away, even if it wasn't a fatal wound but it was a serious one. After this male getting hurt others sped up and the run didn't last long about an hour. There were few who finished but once it was over the girls headed home while David was getting restless.
 
"Break even?" A rather dusty bear asked a colorfully uniformed racing horseman. "About. Not first prize, but I think I got enough to pay off some of my debts. You?"
tom rungs being gored by the bull going after it. A bit of a pileup ensued, with the a several thousand pounds of charging livestock managed to tear away down a section of the overhang. The rabbits hopped behind Samson, the orangutan hung on to the beams to the balcony above, and Samson half fell while the jaguar jumped out, landing on one of the leading bulls before jumping again to the finish line, narrowly beaten by a tortoise. The two rabbits seemed to have mixed feelings. Either because they were wishing for their kinfolk to suceed, or they didn't mind a flithy hare from losing to both the... Didn't matter, they had always been nice folks. "Or I can try to find some other carpenters and have the company take care of it." He put away his earnings from betting which bulls would lead, choosing those with familiar brands or names. Thinking for a while if he had every seen a brand on Warren, he brushed the plaster and drying chocolate from himself.

"I'm going to need to get cleaned up before the checking in with the nightshift men." The horse clomped around, before sitting down on one of the few open seats on the park benches. "Might check it out, need to get new shoes, so might as well get these wet. If not, see you tomorrow?" After chatting a bit more, they parted ways, with Samson heading back to the offices to lock away his earnings before heading down the back passage into the interior of the bath's lounge, where he met the jaguar again, about to get his nails tended to with some of his earnings."Enough to get a lawyer to make sure that either the owner of one of those bulls or whoever grabbed the ladder repairs our offices." Samson thought back to earlier, when a toad had managed to jump up the rope ladder hanging from the building, leading to the but
 
David left Roxy waiting horny in the hotel room as he went to the turkish bath house. He didn't know his wife was there and gone riding back. Once in the bath house he stripped down to nothing and jumped into a hot spring. Purring at the hot water running over his slender body frame but seeing naked men moving around turned him on even more a woman would. Groaning as he tilted his head back as his erection seemed to spring to life on its own. Not feeling ashsamed about his body's reaction as he didn't try to hide it as one male rabbit took interest in him. David moved closer to the male rabbit as they talked but they got out of the water both excited to get this going. There were some men already petting eachother but David had the rabbit on his knees sucking him off to where his hips were bucking right into the rabbit's mouth.

Lillian arrived to the stables having her mare unsaddled with Brittany getting settled in. Lillian went off to find Warren and when she did she knocked on the room he got from Samson. "Evening Warren....I know I don't say this much but I'm grateful for all the work you've done around here." She said with her standing in the door way leaning against the door frame smiling as she looked at the wooden floor boards but then up at the bull. "You know how to pick bulls for the bull run." She said with a wink as she turned not noticing she had a bulls hoof print on her hips of her tanned britches. Silently she walked off hoping the upcoming festival would show to the servants she did appricate their hard work.
 
Samson had at this point went to the gym portion and was lifting some waits so that his back wouldn't give out incase the plant had another problem needing elbowgrease and several hundred pounds of ursine flesh to prevent equiptment to fall off due to overuse."How you clean out?" The crocodile, Ramree, chuckled as he added weights to his neighbor's proto-barbell. "No more late summer nights being serenaded from below, with a Juliet to whisk you away?" He laughed gruffly, then moved over to a case the bear had brought over. "What's this? You felt like a teatoller today?" Ramree pulled a cork out with his prodruding teeth, then took a swig in it's long snout before spitting it out. "Bleh! You must have lost big to need to drink this piss." Samson found the aggressive and brutal additude of the crocodile to be rather relaxing. This place let him let out some steam. And steam was what this place was built on. The more exotic animals, as well as most reptiles, seemed to love it here, with rooms having differeing ttemperatures to match their homelands.

He sometimes wondered how Ramree didn't just fall asleep all the time, though he suspected that having bought a portion of the enterprise, he was simply living it up and saw all who came in from the cold as potential prey of one sort or another. The birdboys going around cleaning people and their teeth seemed to suggest that he was bringing more and more of the Nile Valley up there. He had already shown interest in a greenhouse encasing the toplevels of several buildings, so that they could get the right kind of foliage going. Samson grunted and continued raising the weights. "Made from your own bathwater. Guess mixing the dirt from a couple dozen people doesn't make Cognac. Why not just try pouring the real booze into the baths?" Ramree thought of it before giving another of his endless smiles as one of the birds came in. "Looks like someone is fucking where they ain't supposed to. Do you want me to keep pumping for a half hour before I can spot you again or you want to come check it out?" Samson nodded to the affirmative and was relieved of his burden. The Croc put on some of his untarnishable golden bracers accesorries then walked down with the bear to the baths currently being sullied.

Warren looked up at Tiger Lily as she left, examing the hoof print to try and guess if it was for those who wakled one two or four legs. Maybe a bit of a flirt for him? e smiled lightly, helping another to clean some saddles as he wondered if any of the bulls won and if so how the prize would be spread.
 
David was purring softly as the male rabbit pushed him against a post and gently rocked his rock hard manhood into his tight rump. "Don't forget...if you don't exhaust me then I get my turn." David gave a tigerish grin as the rabbit's tail perked up as he buried himself into the slender tiger. David moaned as he felt the sleek manhood moving within him but he stroked himself to the movements that was going on. It would take David awhile to release his semen.

Lillian loved it when Warren let his nickname for her slip once in awhile. It made her feel sexy about it. Tiger Lily, no one called her that before so when he did call her that it added bit of an extra swing to her hips. She was starting to miss hearing it but she stopped as she thought it over then returned to the stables. With him sitting down she walked up behind Warren whispering in his ear. "Don't ever stop calling me Tiger Lily. I like it when you do." she said with a smile hidden behind her hand but with her free hand she ran her claws up his spine, lightly. Silently she turned on the balls of her feet heading back to the house. Once inside she went to her room where she stripped down naked.
 
As they walked through the halls Ramree picked up some ornate goblets with semi-precious stones studding them, the bases made of geodes. "One of the guards was injured earlier today so he is resting in the Toucan room. You remember Cortez?" How could Samson forget? The falcon was a in a strange relationship with some Spaniards, having gotten a strange hat that cut off the amount he ate so that those with his contracts got to control the sorts of foods he ate to get his body in peak shape, as well as to avoid letting him having expensive delicacies. The Maltin managed to get free of his contract the previous year when the Spaniards came through, and had taken to delivering packages, important messages, getting the ways prepared for special guests, the like. Hard to see what he couldn't have outran our simply kick. "He should do well with enough rest, but until then... I thought I had enough people about, but considering the current problem customer, I would say that I could use some added muscle." He pushed one of the goblets to chest, round though still filled with hard muscle. "Do me a favor and just stand there looking scary incase I need to intimidate this one?" He had no problem with that, and they soon made it to the room with the grunting, where a surprislny slim tiger was. "None of that in here." Ramree snapped, though still using a nicer voice than usual. Samson looked at the rather sensual looking tiger, wet and humming. Looked familiar, though he imagined that it might have been because all tigers (few as there were) looked alike. Though this one's pyschique.. Might as well see if he responded. "Weren't you trying for bigamy?"

Warren followed her retreating form, his own hoof print added lightly to her butt, the grease from the saddle he was working on smearing it a bit. "She's going to kill you if she noticed." A barncat said as he brushed a bushy tail through the holes in some of the saddles. Warren grinned, getting his spirt back over the past month. "If she finds it before the hens? Not as if she could explain the first one away as being trampled, anyways."
 
David growled as he looked at them thought he noticed the bear and tapped the rabbit behind him to stop. "Don't I know you?" He asked Samson as he grabbed the rabbit's tail to keep him from running off. With his ears back he wore his family's crest around his neck, the one Lillian was suppose to wear.

Lillian picked her britches up seeing a darker hoof print on her rump. Laughing as she went to her window opening it. There she called out to Warren even if she was yelling. "I SAW IT! I'LL REPAY YOU FOR IT!" She yelled laughing knowing he heard but she heard hissing from others wanting her to be quiet but looked down seeing from of the field hands looking up at her naked breasts. Gasping as she wrapped her arms over them with her ducking down. Though she laughed as she crawled to her bed and got under the blanket.
 
Yep, that was him. Wearing a crest around his neck, risking water damage. As well as basically screaming to those in here to tell the world where he was, if they themselves were less than public about there patronage. "Not as much as I know you, David. Funny. Would have thought you would have been with your wife, a mistress, a maid, your second fiance, or any one else you pushed yourself onto." Ramree stood by, his tail smacking the side of a hippo, apparently taking some glee in what was going down. "Perhaps you would like to rent a private room for if you want to sort anything out or release tension?" Ramree suggested, letting it be up in the air to who he was takling too or about, eyeing the thing hanging from the tiger's neck. He thought it was a collar at first glance, but seemed he was one of the local nobles who couldn't afford vacation in exotic lands, as he himself was currently doing.

Outside it was decided that the Lady was under a lot of stress from the legal proceedings, as well as the higher productivity and diversification of the area. They also joked outside the open window about how to best relieve her tension, and for how long each think they could last before someone else had their turn.

OOC: Can we change the name away from David? It is my brother's. And cousin's. Uncle's name as well.
 
OOC: Lol, ok...Kenji then.

Kenji stood there as his orange fur glistened. "You know Lillian has nothing to offer. Besides, why do you care what I do? Afraid I'd hurt the bitch's feelings?" He snarled insulting Lillian though he forgot if she found out she could go after him again this time after the money he has.

"Umm Kenji..." The rabbit said softly whispering in his ear. "If word gets out about your hobbies...There will be trouble." He said in Kenji's ear knowing of his marriage and from the grapevine or rumors his wife was taking him to court.

Kenji growled softly but looked at the Croc. "Mind leaving Samson alone we need to talk. You..." He turned to the rabbit. "Go to my hotel room and order the bitch out of there." He ordered as the male rabbit took off leaving Kenji and Samson alone.

Lillian took some time as she walked to her bathroom where she bent over filling the tub with hot water and lilac petals which leaked out their scent. Smiling as she didn't know they were teasing about how long she'd last under each male there. Of course she'd refuse them but Warren was another story with Samson gone though if Samson was here she'd still bed Warren. Slowly she got in the water and eased back to where the petals floated up over her ample breasts.
 
Ramree wasn't about the give up the areas, were there were still a dozen other people, most most likely stopping to see what was happening. "No, this area is public." He sipped from the goblet, then took out a sign hidden in a panel. "I suppose I can lock the doors on all of you for the next half hour to figure these things out, but you might not like that." Samson looked down at the limber tiger before picking him up from the fur behind his neck and carrying him out, taking him to a usually vacant room, bare of most things besides extremely sturdy furniture.

At this same time Warren was greasey, sweaty, and hitting on Brittany. "So, how was town? Any of the bulls especially impressive?" He stretched his arms above him in a half fake yawn, musk rolling from under his arms as his chest pressed out.
 
Kenji punched Samson as he grabbed him but once they got to a vacant room he kicked himself free. "WHAT THE HELL?!" He yelled out looking at him wondering why he grabbed him in such a manner since he worked for him.

Brittany shook her head. "Not really. There was a bull who was younger than you and his friend lifted us up onto their shoulders so we can watch the bulls charging." she said as she watched him rolling his arms and shoulders showing them off. "Quit showing off!" she said laughing but she heard the males commenting on how to tire Lillian out. Sighing as she ignored them knowing the Lady could handle herself. "Your bulls did well. We didn't get good seat to see who won. Sorry."
 
Samson picked up Kenji, slamming him against the wall, dangling him several feet from the ground, bearing his fangs at the shrimpy tiger, the lack of labor far more obvious in the lord as he shoved a chair under the cat, balancing him on the top of the back. "Things have changed master. I no longer have to take any of your crap. I don't have to clean up after your messes if I don't want to. I don't need to kowtow to your guests or fetch back the collars from the mistresses you get bored from. And those times they were lost? I let them be, in exchange for fucking them until they couldn't stand, far better than some pipsqueak like you, one who doesn't even deserve to have their eyes farmed for tears to polish that pendant you wear, let alone rightfully have own it!" During this time Samson seemed to be getting redshot eyes as he licked his lips as if he actually planned on eating Kenji, the package in his excercise pants begining to swell as he sniffed the cat. "And I no longer have to deal with employee-employer relationship taboos with you tigers."

"Not old enough for handles as fine as mine?" He suggested with a chuckle and exaggerated leer. "Just as well, I wouldn't want to have to track them down and butt heads over you kitties. This head is meant for philosphy and grand ideas of state." He gave a bit of a thinking pose before ruffling's Brittany's dress. "Still, maybe I could take you both for a ride on my shoulders someday? Nothing dirty, just the both of you with face and chest together, one up against my neck and one my face." He rubbed the bump on the back of his neck, wondering if that would actually be possible.
 
Smirking as Kenji wiggled himself free from his grasps. "So what! You were lucky my family didn't kick you off the estate! Atleast the bitch I married has some sense in firing your unneducated ass." He snarled back at him clearly not going to back down from Samson. "Also get the thought of fucking me out of your mind." He said pointing down at the bear's package that seemed to be growing. "I prefer slender forms."

Brittany smiled as she thought about it. "Well, it'd be nice since I learned our Master may return." she said but he linked her arm around his own. "One day why don't we all go off without telling others where we're going....Perhaps the springs? It would be nice to return to it." she said as her tail moved up the back of his thigh and gently ran over his ass.
 
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