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- >"Spread your wings for me my little hummingbird."
- >That's how he always started.
- >...
- >It has become... routine.
- >He would come down here, and toy with you for a few minutes, simply to assert his dominance over you.
- >He'd always wanted to remind you that-
- >"I said spread them."
- He delivers a soft slap across between your shoulders, at the base of your wings.
- >Instinctively, your wings fan open, and while you flinch for a moment, you manage to maintain the display.
- >Then, just like before, his hand begins to trail up your hind legs.
- >"Now are you going to fight me again? Or has your stupid little bird brain finally learned better.
- >Bird brain.
- >He always says that, but it's not true.
- >/You're/ the apex predator.
- >You have a killer instinct, not some stupid pigeon bra-
- >You feel his hand advance further up your leg, and instinctively, you try to tuck your tail.
- >He laughs, and brushes it away, before placing his hand on your sex.
- >"I don't know why you still fight me my little hackling, you know you love this.
- >But you don't!
- >You don't love this!
- >You hate him!
- >You hate what he's doing to you!
- >Before you have time to react, he begins to gently rub your wings, and your sex.
- >Instantly, your body tightens, and you flex your muscles.
- >You can't give in to this.
- >Not this time.
- >He doesn't own-
- >"You know that Griffons mate for life right? Your body already knows that it belongs to me."
- >He removes his hand from under your now raised tail, and holds it before your eyes.
- >If your beak wasn't held shut by this damn muzzle, you would bite his hand clean off.
- >"It's only been a few seconds, and you're already soaked for me. Your body /needs/ me now Gilda, I'm the only want it wants - Just accept that."
- ---------------
- >Panicking, you try to break free, but your restraints allow almost no movement.
- >He doesn't talk, but instead chuckles, and returns his hand to your sex...
- >A few minutes pass as he continues his gentle caressing.
- >You can feel the wetness leaking down your legs.
- >Squinting your eyes shut, you try desperately to maintain focus.
- >You can't let him win.
- >"Are we almost ready to sing my little bird?"
- >He chuckles.
- >"Of course not, your body would need something a little more... substantial... for that to happen."
- >His words barely resister.
- >You can't let him do this to you.
- >You are the apex predator- not him!
- >He's just a dumb monkey!
- >An overgrown Diamond dog!
- >Your entire body tenses.
- >Your claws extend.
- >Your chest is unbelievably tight.
- >Then, without warning, he removes his hand from your wing, and brings it under your belly.
- >Your mind realizes all to late what's happening.
- >He gently rubs your chest, and instantly, the tension breaks.
- >Your head drops in defeat, as your body instantaneously relaxes.
- >There is a soft, gentle, relaxing humming noise in their air.
- >The sound that griffons only make when they feel safe laying with their mate.
- >You're...
- >You're... Purring
- >"There we go Gilda, that's my little hummingbird..."
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