Author: Gryphanon Pastebin URL: bLWvs3bS.html Date: Jan 13th, 2015 ---------- You are solider anon >After refusing to give information to the Gryphon commander you find yourself back in your cell. >Sitting down your arms are tied together and chained to the wall. >Admittently you are a bit apprehensive of what she said. >The idea of being interrogated by this “Bertha” is not very appealing. >What you estimate to be about 30 mikes later you hear the door latch open >And in steps Bertha. >Fuck >This gryphoness is the largest of the group. >You figure if she stood on her hind legs she would be a good head taller than you were. >She sees you and the most predatory smirk lights up her face. >Closing the door she turns to the small window in it. “Lock it” >A loud clank is heard as she begins to slowly walk towards you. >You are on the brink of full freak out mode, but you absolutely can’t show weakness. >Steel resolve and glare remain strong as she stops right in front of you. >Despite this she seems to sense your apprehension. “Now now there’s no need to be scared.” >Her left claw lightly stroking your arm. “It’s been a good while since I’ve had quality relief’ >She is standing over you now “So I’ll take it a bit easy and try not to kill you” You are Litania, Bertha’s squad leader and good friend >And you are on your way to the last spot you knew of Bertha to be. >That strange male prisoner’s cell. >You were glad Captain Valka allowed Bertha to use him. >She needed the release badly. >Over aggressive, moody, sometimes distracted >This should have fixed all this. >But she has been gone for an unreasonably long time, about a whole hour. >You approach the cell door and tell the guards to open it. >The door swings open and you step in and stop in shock >Bertha is knocked out and practically snoring while cuddling the prisoner. >The prisoner is wide away and looks a little annoyed at being cuddled. >“She’s been asleep for a good 45 minutes now” the prisoner says. >15 fucking minutes holy shit. “You’re not exhausted, beaten, tired?” >”It was nothing I can take anything you can throw at me.’ >Holy fuck you have got to clean this up and hope Captain doesn’t find out. >If she finds out this method of breaking his will won’t work she won’t send anyone else >Maybe you can convince her to send you. >That would be wonderful. >15 minutes! >15 fucking minutes! You are Anon >The former Gryphon prisoner. >Yes you escaped, through luck and quick thinking under pressure >Well, pressure on your crotch that is >When Bertha was… ”interrogating” you, you convinced her to loosen the chains >The chain was the only thing holding you to the wall >You just made it look like it was intact when Bertha’s SL checked on her and when they drug her out >The door closed and out the window in the back of the room you went, no chains only rope >Speaking of rope, your hands are still bound together, why haven’t you found a rock to cut them yet? >Oh well >Merrily walking through the sparse trees towards friendly territory >Not a… care… in the… world? >It was quiet. Too quiet >No animals, just a slight breeze, something is not right. >Just... just keep moving luck has been on your side so far >A slight rustle in a nearby tree begs to differ >Looks like your luck just ran out. You are Keerah >And you are gliding along, not a care in the world >One week into your leave period and still 2 more to go. >Now that you’ve had time to rest up you need to satisfy other more “personal” needs >Where to start with th… >Wait a minute, what is that walking along in between the trees >Never seen anything like that before >Diving down you make sure to bleed speed so you don’t make too much noise on the approach >Bipedal, possibly male, hands bound? You wonder why, lack of horns or claws. >Finishing your glide-by you silently land in a tree ahead of it >It walks by and you get a closer look at and closer scent on… well, him. >Mmmm, he looks like he could do well to help you relieve some pent up stress. >And he shouldn’t struggle too much, though you did like it a bit when they struggle. >The bound hands won’t restrict him that much, or at least shouldn’t. >He already has some experience though, you could tell. >You definitely picked up the smell of female gryphon all over him. >Literally all over him, especially the scents of sex and cuddles. >Leaving the tree you fly ahead a bit more, making sure to rustle the leaves a bit. >Get him anxious; let him know he’s being hunted >There’s nothing he can do about it anyway, there’s no escape for him. You are Anon >Out of luck and out of time in the middle of Gryphon territory. >Continuing on you refuse to acknowledge the rustling of the trees nearby. >Deny them the pleasure of your fear and anxiety. >Not for long apparently as it sounds like the branches above you explode >Dive rolling to the side spares you the brunt of the impact as you hear a heavy thud beside you. >You kick out and are rewarded with a snarl. >However victory is short lived when it, or rather she jumps on you. >She straddles you with her hind legs and pins your bound hands down with hers. >You struggle a bit and she fixes you with a sultry gaze and what sounds like a short purr. >”Mind if I drop in?” >Holy fuck that was lame. >Her weight is on you and she’s spread out enough so that you can’t roll her over. >”What’s a fine guy like you doing wandering around all tied up?” >You recognize some of the light armor and unit markings she’s wearing: a Valkyire. >Valkyire, one of the upper tier of Gryphon operations; just your luck. “Nothing you need to be worrying about” >They like resistance, so better just roll with it. >She frowns a bit and feigns ignorance, badly. Yah I see your sarcasm catburd. >”Now now, no need to be rude; I’m just trying to be gentle here.” >Gentle, yeah of course, >”Besides, you’re in no position to be either” >She accentuates by rubbing herself on you. >Oh boy this doesn’t help the whole not getting hard as passive resistance thing. >Soft, warm, and powerful enough to be a good challenge; oddly arousing. >Let’s see if you can better your position. “Easy to say when my hands are tied up” >She smirks, a playful gleam in her eyes. >”Nice try big boy, but I like it better this way” >Her continued rubbing is causing not just the heat to rise, something she notices >”Mmm, what’s this? Starting to enjoy yourself” >Your turn to smirk. “Not as much as you’ll be”