Sweet Submission

Tyler stood beside the cobblestone road. This was a nice, bustling little town with all manner of Humans and Mamono going about there business. The Corporal paid the townspeople no mind. He stood there with a poker face as a pale woman came along with a horse-drawn wagon.

“Here’s one.” He said holding the body over his shoulder. The Lich caught the coin sack that he tossed up to her with his free hand.

The undead woman opened the pouch and confirmed the service fee had been paid in full. The wagon she sat atop was in fact, a horse-drawn hearse. Her business was necessitated by two main factors. The first being that necromancy couldn’t be performed without the right materials. The second factor was that not everyone can afford space at the cemetery.

So one can take the deceased to her place of business as donation or call on the hearse for a modest price.

“Nyaa, I’m not dead!”

“W-what?” The Lich asked with an expressionless stare, just like Tyler‘s stone mask.

“Oh nothing. Here let me put this in the back.” Tyler said as he moved toward the back of the hearse. The undead mage could see the pitiful look of a Werecat slumped over the man’s shoulder. The Necromancer noted that her paws were definitely bound.

“She said she isn’t dead.” She spoke with a monotone voice and the clash of poker faces began. The Corporal and the Lich both stared at each other without giving anything away.

“Well she will be soon, she is very ill.”

“I feel fine!” The shout came from behind him and Tyler gave the green Werecat a quick swat to the ass to try to silence her.

“You’re not fooling anyone. You will be stone dead in a moment.”

“…There are certain rules in the town charter… I cannot take the ‘deceased’ as is.”

“I’m not going into the wagon-” Another smack to the rear and the captive Cheshire let out a yelp.

As the scene brought more attention than wanted, the Lich gave a gentle snap on the reins to let the horses know to move on. And thus Tyler had tried and failed to get rid of his “guide.” Or so the scowling townsfolk believed. Even now, their facades were breaking as Nyu Nyu started to giggle.

No. He didn’t actually want to be rid of her. The man stranded in a fantasy world had grown fond of her company and lewd teasing.

Tyler joined in on her giggles with chuckles of his own.

Despite her act, the Wonderland Werecat did enjoy when Tyler fought back against her teasing with tricks of his own. Besides, the Corporal knew that if she didn’t like it, she could have teleported out of his grasp and beyond her bonds if she wanted to.

Public trolling like this was fun for both of them. So no harm done. The duo would go back later to apologize to the Lich for wasting her time. After all they did need to ask if she knew of a way to get Tyler back home. But for now, he wasn’t in a big hurry.

Corporal Emond carried the Cheshire cat into the closest alley. He set Nyu Nyu down but didn’t bother untying her binds before he initiated the first of many passionate kisses. Nyu Nyu reached up over his head with her bound paws and pulled him in closer. Tyler started pulling and pawing at her in return. He hiked up her blue dress and began rubbing her ass with one hand while reaching into her wet panties with the other.

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The Town Guard had been dispatched to respond to a disturbance on the sixth avenue. Some Human had tied up a helpless Werecat or Nekomata and tried selling her.

“Suspect is a Human male wearing “strange clothes” and speaks with a “strange accent.” The Manticore read from her notes.

“Strange accent and clothes?” The Manticore’s Blue Oni partner asked before giving an amused snort. “They couldn’t be more insightful if they tried.” Sarcasm soaked from every word out of the Oni's mouth.

“It’s a small town. Everyone knows their neighbors and the foreigners stick out.” The Manticore calmly pointed out. “If Tom and Janice think he is strange then we should be able to find him easily.” Cassidy was perceptive about such things.

“Hai. Then we can teach that asshole some manners and convince him to rat out his boss.” She said while smacking the club against the palm of her free hand. The Oni came up with a theory when the Human couple, Tom and Janice reported the incident to the town guard. Her hypothesis was that one of the nearby Dark Elf tribes sent the human slaver here to see how the town would react.

But Cassidy didn't think the Oni's theory was sound. Slavery was a practice that was almost completely monopolized by the Dark Elves. They didn’t do business here in Solvice because slavery had been banned by the Town Charter over eighty years ago. That, and the Town Guard had made examples of any Dark Elves that tried to take the townsfolk away against their will. So the Manticore didn’t see how the Blue Oni's idea would have worked since the ebony skinned Elves learned to stay away.

The Manticore and Oni reached the sixth avenue. The other guards were out patrolling the other parts of town to make sure the man didn’t get away. That left the duo to look around the scene where the incident took place. They both asked the other townsfolk about a “Strange man and a Wherecat with green and black fur.” Who could possibly miss a pare like that?

They found their answer when a little girl with wings, a tail, and horns walked over to them while giggling. The Manticore guard remembered that the little Succubus just turned thirteen a few weeks ago.

“Cassy, Tomoe. I know where they are.” The Succubus spoke once she finally stopped giggling.

“Candice, can you tell us where the man went with the Werecat?”

“Or Nekomata.” The blue skinned Zipangan immigrant quickly corrected.

The little Succubus ran towards the alley not far away, looked in and then began giggling again. Both guards ran passed the little girl and saw what would make her giggle so much.

The man certainly was wearing strange clothing. None of the local Arachne made anything like that and his tan boots also looked alien to the guards. But he and the Werecat were too busy to notice they were being watched.

The man was holding the tied-up catgirl against the wall and thrusting into her, both completely unaware of their surroundings. The Oni walked over to brick wall and gave it a good smack with her billy club. The man and bound Werecat stopped what they were doing and looked over at the three spectators. Both of them simultaneously gave their viewers lecherous grins. Then they were at it again.

“She’s a Cheshire Cat.” The Manticore noted with confusion in her voice.

 “And this was a waste of time.” The Oni sighed, disappointed that she wouldn’t be able to rough up a slaver. She blew a orange whistle hanging from a cord around her neck, letting the guards know the situation had been taken care of. “It will be fun explaining this to the Captain and Mayor.”

“You go on ahead.” The Manticore told Tomoe. “I’ll have a quick word with these two and set them straight.”

The Blue Oni looked over the Manticore as if sizing her up. Cassidy was breathing heavy as she watched the bound Cheshire getting plowed. The scent of her arousal was hard to ignore. Then the Oni gave a knowing smile and wink before walking back to the town hall. Cassidy couldn't take her eyes off of the two in the alley. And they were both smiling back at her.