It was a lovely day on the Radiant side of the river. The sun stood high in the sky, the forest seemed somewhat more vivid and vibrant than usual. A cheerful day for all! The Radiant had long since won the battle against the Dire. Only a few pockets of resistance remained, spread across the land. Hired to help patrol the Radiant's territory was Gondar, the Bounty Hunter. His great tracking skills would prove invaluable in finding and terminating whoever would threaten the Radiant's rule.

It wasn't long before the eager mercenary found his first set of tracks. Hoofprints! They were fresh, too! The bounty hunter examined the trail carefully. From what he could make out, the prints did not originate from a four legged creature. Who - or what - left these tracks was bipedal.  Not wanting to lose his prey, Gondar started following the trail. It lead him deeper and deeper into the forest.

Suddenly, the trail stopped. He had reached a small clearing, far from the beaten path. Altough he knew the forest well, he had no idea this place even existed. A small campfire burned at the center of the clearing. Was this the hideout of his prey? As he stepped forward to examine the small  'camp' properly, a loud bang startled him. Within the blink of an eye, smoke filled the entire clearing. He could barely breath, let alone see in the cloud! Slightly paniccing, he tried to backpedal his way out of the camp. He was slowly getting woozy. Just a single step away from the edge of the cloud, he collapsed to the ground. The Bounty Hunter drifted asleep.

Gondar slowly opened his heavy eyelids. He had been out for quite a while. The stars lit up the sky. Weakly looking around, he could determine that he was still in the clearing. His mind was a bit foggy, but he could remember the general outlines of what happened. Feeling a small portion of his strength - and his consciousness - returning, Gondar attempted to get to his feet. It was the sudden realization that he couldn't move neither his arms nor his legs that fully snapped him out of his groggy state.

He was spread eagle on the ground, his wrists and ankles firmly tied to thick stakes driven into the ground. A large piece of cloth gagged his mouth. Then he came to an even worse conclusion. That piece of cloth in his mouth was the ONLY piece of cloth on his body. He could feel a small breeze run over his naked body as he started struggling against his restraints.

"Well, look who's finally awake!" an unknown voice mocked. The sound came from nearby, but the Bounty Hunter couldn't figure out exactly from where. To his knowledge, he was the only person there. "Looking for me?" the voice taunted. Suddenly, a purple figure appeared standing over Gondar. It was Riki! That foul Satyr had tricked him into coming here! Gondar resumed struggling against his restraints, attempting to shout obsceneties at the Stealth Assassin. All that came out of his mouth were muffled grunts. The gag was quite effective. "Shhhhhhhhhhhh." Riki cood, leaning down and pressing his index finger against the Bounty Hunter's lips. "The aphrodisiac will soon kick in, and that's when the real fun starts."

Aphrodisiac?! Had that little purple backstabber DRUGGED him?! He was feeling kind of tingly, but he was sure the Assassin was just trying to scare him! Riki turned around, and sat himself down rougly on Gondar's chest. He gently touched Gondar's skin with his index finger. The Bounty Hunter couldn't believe what was going on. The simple touch was enough to send a wave of pleasure down his spine. Riki slowly trailed his finger downwards over his captive's super sensitive skin.

Gondar let out a small moan, muffled by his gag, as the Assassin took hold of his already half erect member. Looking back at Gondar's face and grinning lewdly, Riki gently squeezed the feline's cock. A look of pure bliss washed over Gondar's face, as he closed his eyes and leaned his head back. As soon as Riki removed his hand from the Bounty Hunter's now rock hard cock, Gondar's eyes shot wide open. He started pleading through his gag for more.

"I guess this can come off now. Scream, and you die." Riki warned. He reached behind the cat's head, and unbound the piece of cloth gagging him. As soon as he removed the wet-with-spit bandana from Gondar's mouth, he immediately resumed his pleading. "P...please put your hand back! It feels SOOOOO good! I NEED more! I...I'll..." The Assassin interrupted his captive's begging. "Oh, I'll play with you some more -- for the right price." he chuckled, pulling down his pants.

Riki scooted backwards a little, and leaned forward, lifting his tail and exposing his ass to the drugged Gondar. "Here's the deal:" the Assassin explained "you please me there, and I will please you here." Gondar hesitated. He had never done anything like this before. Feeling his plaything needed a little more convincing, Riki started trailing circles around Gondar's painfully hard member, whilst seductively swaying his behind back and forth.

Finally, the Bounty Hunter could take no more. Swallowing his pride, he leaned his head forward, and slowly extending his tongue until it touched the Satyr's ass. He slowly moved his tongue upwards, broadly licking along the entire length of the purple crack. The taste was foul and bitter, and the smell wasn't that good either, but Gondar's drug-clouded mind couldn't care less. He NEEDED to be pleasured.

"Good boy!" Riki cood. He took his own member in one of his hands, and started masturbating. As Gondar started his second lick, the Assassin gently rubbed the underside feline's oversensitive cock with the back of his hand, teasing him slightly but egging him on just enough to keep on licking. Gondar's licks gradually turned from slow long trails of his tongue to a rapid lapping at the satire's ass. He hoped that the more pleasure he gave his captor, the more he himself would be pleased.

Riki let out a small grunt. The pumping of his own cock intensified, as he shifted his position again, now completely sitting ontop of Gondar's face, smothering the Bounty Hunter below him. He was never one to last long. Feeling his own climax rapidly approaching, he took a firm hold of the feline's dick. Gondar, feeling the warm hand surrounding his member immediately started thrusting his hips as best he could, fucking the Satyr's hand as he continued to lap at his hole.

It didn't take long for both parties to reach their end. Gondar went first, thrusting his pelvis off the ground as far as his restraints would allow before squirting wave after wave of his spunk onto his own belly, the warm liquid pooling up around his bellybutton. Riki let out a rather loud, satisfied moan as he himself finished, his considerably thicker load drooping out of his schlong onto the cat's chest.

As soon as the last drop of his cum dripped down onto the feline below, Riki finally lifted his read. Gondar took a few deep breaths, his face messy with his own spit. Riki lay himself down on the ground next to his captive. A final wicked idea crossed his mind. He re-gagged the Bounty Hunter, and scooped up a large amount of his cum off the feline's chest. Knowing the aphrodisiac would work for several more hours, he cruely smeared the goo on Gondar's highly developed nose.

The strong masculine scent quickly brought Gondar back to full mast. The feline started writhing against his restraints once again, desperate to get off. "Sleep tight." Riki remarked with a chuckle, as he slowly dozed off besides his distressed new pet.