Author: Gryphanon
Pastebin URL: bLWvs3bS.html
Date: Jan 13th, 2015

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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”