Without Leave Ch. 5 Prologue

Corporal Tyler Emond had been stranded in some debauched reiteration of Lewis Carroll's famous work for over two days. He swore up and down that much more time had passed. But his smart phone contradicted him every single time he checked. Elaborate tricks aside, Tyler had his work cut out for him. Logically he knew escaping Wonderland with sanity intact would be a Herculean feat. But the noncom had to believe it was possible. Returning home depended upon it.

Everyone has that proverbial line in sand. Most people usually try to avoid crossing it. When it does get crossed, all rationality gets thrown to the curb. And then the adult stomps on their rationality with all the drama of an adolescent child having a temper tantrum.

“Stupid bitch.”

“I'm not a bitch, I'm a nyan!”

“Shut up!”

Corporal Emond was a reasonable man. He preferred to think things through instead of letting his emotions boil out of control. He tried to, at least. Sadly, Tyler reached his breaking point about two minutes ago. Nyu Nyu had been driving him straight to the funny farm ever since she saved his life. He couldn't take it any longer.

A light boot tap to the back of her leg. That's all it took. The Cheshire went crashing down on all fours in the middle of the brick road. In his anger, the Corporal fell upon her without hesitation or regret. After the nonstop bullshit, she deserved a rough fucking.

And Tyler certainly could not care any less if she enjoyed it or not.

Even as he forced himself into her with every thrust, the denizens of Wonderland paid them no heed. That only brought him further frustration. And all that anger was vented through Nyu Nyu.

He had a handful of her hair clenched tightly in his right fist. Every firm tug brought another desperate mewl.

“What's that?” He gloated. “Speak up, slut. I didn't hear you.”

“I said,” She growled. Then Tyler was surprised as he felt a paw smack his forehead. Everything was gone. The peddlers and street shops. The folk that were walking around the two as they were screwing. The splendid image the Cheshire's ass as her burning bright red flesh bounced with each renewed thrust was replaced with the image of wooden rafters keeping the sealing from crashing down.

“Wakey wakey, Humpty Eggs with lots of rapey~!”

His eyes darted down towards the sound of her voice. There the stupid cat was, resting beside him with her paw vigorously pumping his manhood. Nyu Nyu already had a few fresh ropes of semen spattered across her face and was vigorously pumping his cock to coax whatever was left to shoot out. He let out a groan as the final one jetted upward before it was abruptly stopped by bright and happy face.

“Nyaa~ Nyaa! You were talking in your sleep!”

Tyler's head came crashing back down onto the pillow. The Cheshire had a great big happy smile as she took in his embarrassment. He tried to hide it but Nyu Nyu already caught sight of his cheeks turning red.

“Yeah... Guess it was a dream.” Tyler mumbled his reply. In a vain attempt to escape this harsh new reality. He clenched his eyes shut and hoped she and everything else would just disappear. Corporal Emond received no such mercy from the mad cat.

“I bet it was good dream.” She pried while still leisurely stroking his semi-flaccid cock.

“I... really don't remember.” He lied.

“You kept saying my name over and over...”

“Please...I-” Before he could plead for her to stop, a couple of knocks came on the bedroom door frame.  Tyler and Nyu Nyu both turned their heads at the same time. He opened his eyes to see another Cheshire. Nyu Nyu's mom, The Duchess of Fluffiness. By Tyler's guess, the mama Cheshire was roughly in her forties. But she aged with the utmost grace. From the ground up, she was drop dead gorgeous. The Corporal always had to force his eyes away from her generous curves. She certainly looked the part of the MILF.  And her ears, tail and paws were all so unimaginably fluffy. During the previous night she had insisted that he feel for himself. He had to admit, it was pretty hard to take his hands off of the blonde and black furred Cheshire.

Her low, slightly hoarse voice chimed out and broke the silence. “Nyu Nyu sweetie, is the boy finally awak-” Her voice fell short and she directed a look of disappointment straight at her daughter. The Duchess put her paws to her hips to complete the look. “In the Queen's name! Hurry up and get cleaned.” The Duchess then walked straight up to Nyu Nyu and started licking the cum off of her face.

Her daughter whined in protest, "M-mother! Stawp. I can clean myself..."

“Hush my kitten.” She said before taking a moment to savor the taste. “You should have already woken him and left for the market an hour ago at the latest.” So Nyu Nyu's doting mother continued with the tongue bath. No matter how much Nyu Nyu muttered that she wasn't a child anymore, the mother Cheshire did not yield.

This had to be another dream, Tyler thought. He was dumbstruck with disbelief but the man could not tear his eyes away anymore than he could prevent his bedrock breaking erection.

And the day had only begun.

[Prologue End]