RP with Fireblaze!! (new thread)

Firegaze's breathing rate increased dramatically as she got whipped for what she said, and she felt herself let out a mini pre-orgasm onto Mottledfinch's member, all the more proving their words. Playing the hard-to-control game, she pulled off Greyfoot's member and spoke clearly, "You two are much bigger sluts and me and that other whore Rosepetal combined." She leaned forward and drew long, wet licks up the craves of his sac while resting his member on her forehead, then took it back down her throat and shoved her head down again.

"Sure you aren't." Greyfoot sneered, lashing her with the whip again for her 'lie.'

"You're taking our massive cocks nicely enough, Firegaze." Mottledfinch chimed in, letting out a low groan as he approached the brink as well, both dicks twitching and swelling within the she-cat as both toms prepared to release.

She tried glaring up at the tom above her for his remark but remembered he wouldn't be able to see it, so instead she slapped her tail across his tailhole as hard as she could, but it's fluffiness blocked her from doing anything. "I'n nawt a whor!" she mumbled the words as she felt Greyfoot start to twitch in her.

"Rowanstar." Greyfoot chuckled. "What, two cocks isn't enough?" He laughed, teasing her heartily as he felt himself approaching climax faster and faster.

"Enough is never enough, Greyfoot." Mottledfinch chimed in from above, licking her scruff a few times. "After all, thus is the clan whore we're discussing."

She spoke bluntly so as not to speak too much around the barbs in the muzzle, "Mottledfinch and you do each other...and more fun with Rowanstar after you two get me pregnant." She looked up blindly at Greyfoot with her cheeks full of cock as Mottledfinch licked it, and she smiled and nuzzled at his tongue as best she could.

"Starclan, that's good…" Greyfoot couldn't help but purr and moan at her markedly improved blowjob, loving the feeling of her tongue enveloping his cock as he continued to fuck her throat. "Tell me, Fireslut, now that you've taken prey and been gangbanged in public, what do you want next?, hmm?" He shoved her down particularly far around his cock, ensuring her voice would be muffled. "Speak!"

Mottledfinch grinned as she brought her tail around to assist in pleasing him, and gave her an appreciative lick to the cheek as he waited for an answer from the blind she-cat.

She purred around the cock and granted his wish readily, deciding it wasn't worth risking whatever would happen after this. She deliberately wrapped her tongue around the member and let her saliva envelope it warmly, let her throat contract and relax naturally as she used her tail to wrap around the base of Mottledfinch's cock, helping to guide and pump it.

"Very well." Greyfoot purred, raising the whip and cracking it across her back, keeping himself shoved as far down her throat as he could. "Use your tongue, useless bitch!" He growled dominantly, striking her again with the thorny vine.

Mottledfinch backed up a little, allowing Greyfoot to whip Firegaze for her insubordination while he continued to thrust his cock rapidly in and out of her still-stretched core.

She made loud gurgling sounds as the thing went straight down her gullet, and the pounding in her rear forced her forward so her nose got shoved into Greyfoot's crotch fur, cutting off her breathing completely for a few moments before she managed to scoot herself back and brace herself. She thought she could sense something dangling in front of her but ignored it, keeping her tongue and taste-buds safely out of his cock's way.

"Come now, Firegaze." Greyfoot scolded, twisting his body for a moment to grab the whip, grinning. "Surely we wouldn't want to punish you?" Though she couldn't see it, Greyfoot dangled the thing just in front of her face.

Mottledfinch snickered at the sight of what Greyfoot had planned. The pair counted from three silently, then both began to thrust simultaneously, Mottledfinch continuing his powerful pounding of her pussy while Greyfoot made the most of her throat by pushing himself into it.

She looked towards the direction of the voice as best she could, even though she was blind, and nodded her head vigorously as she continued swallowing around Greyfoot, his crotch-fur rubbing against her nose as she did so. She let out gasps of air at the rough humping from behind. She alternated her tongue from licking at the tip to rubbing the underside of the cock, until she moved it so it didn't touch his member at all, and she giggled cheekily as the tom had nothing but her lips and throat to use now.

Mottledfinch let out a low groan when she tightened herself around him, which motivared the tom to thrust even harder and faster than he already was, bringing his balls slapping against her inner thighs with each thrust.

Greyfoot purred loudly as she began to really suck him, feeling the thick layer of honey slide right off his member. Purring as she moaned out Mottledfinch's name, creating a pleasurable sensation for him, he mewed "What's that, Whoregaze? You love taking two massive cocks at once? What a fucking slut."

"Ohhhh," she let out around the member when her scruff was grabbed, and she submitted herself completely to the tom instantly, squeezing her core around him tightly to stimulate him. She groaned out Mottledfinch's name several times, and her suckled the cock so thoroughly the honey came off and went down her throat, so now she tasted his member full on.

Mottledfinch leaned over his mate, growling softly as he gripped her scruff in his jaws. The sensation of her velvety core wrapped tightly around his cock was even better than he'd remembered. "Fantastic." He groaned into her fur, some of his more gentlemanly side leaking through the lust-filled front he was putting up at the present.

Greyfoot placed a paw on top of her head approvingly as she began to suck him off, petting her affectionately as purrs vibrated throughout his body.

She frowned questioningly when she smelt the musky scent of a tom's member mixed with honey, but found out what was going on when Mottledfinch's thrusted forced her down roughly on the cock, the barrier of her throat successfully stopping it for now as she pleasantly sucked on the honey-tasting dick, and her ears twitched approvingly. It was slightly painful back there with Mottledinfinch shoving it in so blatantly, but she hadn't yet shrunk back down to normal size.

Purring softly, Greyfoot took some of the honeycomb he'd brought with him, smearing its contents onto the top of his cock. He used a forepaw to direct his almost completely helpless mate down to his shaft and waited expectantly for her to suck, the tip already pressing against her lips.

Mottledfinch finally slotted himself in her and rammed into her pussy with full force, letting out a low, loud groan at the feeling he'd been waiting for.

She went silent in surprise at the new addition, and found herself staring into blackness with absolutely no way of knowing what was happening besides by what she was feeling. She wriggled uncomfortably but knew she'd just have to take it, and stiffened when Mottledfinch's weight fell on top of her, forcing her into the mating crouch she had gotten so used to yesterday. "Mmmmm, I wonder who's bigger, Rowanstar or Mottledfinch?" She rubbed her rear fur against the haunches surrounding her backside.

Greyfoot chuckled softly as she looked back at Mottledfinch, surely doing something to egg the poor tom on. "In addition to the usual fare, I brought a little something else for us today." Purring, he revealed to Firegaze a scrap of twoleg cloth, and then set to work blindfolding his mate.

Growling at her look, Mottledfinch padded forward and mounted her quickly, eager to fuck her after spending the previous night knowing that every tom in the clan besides him had taken her at least once.

"You love it when I disobey you though. It justifies all the things you can do to me after." She grunted when the vines around her muzzle were tightened, though not the in typical way. She could still talk, moan, and most importantly, take a cock down her throat. "And right now I think Mottledfinch will do whatever he wants regardless of how good I've been." She looked back at him with wide, slightly fearful eyes, sure to go straight to the sexual part of his brain.

"This is hotter." Mottledfinch grunted softly, his patience clearly wearing thin as his animalistic urges took over.

"Besides," Greyfoot added, "If you were to disobey, you wouldn't get your reward at the end. This helps you." He purred softly, giving the vines by her muzzle a tug to ensure her mouth would be ready for them, slightly forced open.

"If you toms want to 'empty your balls in me,' as mr. romantic over here put it," she mewed, annoyed as she was pushed over to the contraption, which she willingly put herself into, gingerly placing her paws, neck, and muzzle in their proper places, "you could just ask me to stay still."

"Who wouldn't want to replicate genius?" Greyfoot purred softly, swiping playfully at her ears. "Besides, we did cone up with a few additions."

Mottledfinch grunted. "I'll relax when I empty my balls in you, Firegaze." He couldn't help but smirk ather bame, and instigated things by insistently nosing her towards the vines.

Firegaze saw what they had built and smirked, knowing exactly what was coming, and felt a mixture of thrill and uncertainty at what was coming. But she decided to play it cool again for as long as she could. Keeping her smirk on, she went back on her haunches, and purred, "Doesn't seem very original." She glanced at Mottledfinch who obviously just needed to hump something, and bopped him on the nose. "Relax cupcake."

Greyfoot purred, licking the top of her head in return.

Mottledfinch growled softly, rubbing himself up against her to temporarily help with his primal urge to fuck something.

Greyfoot, having been responsible for the setup, gestured with his head towards an entanglement of vines, hughly similar to the one Firehaze had built for herself previously.

Firegaze was the last to arrive, as she took her sweet time in the creek, making sure her fur became silky soft and new-feeling again, and her scent went back to normal. She was sure that'd be very temporary, but at least it was better than nothing. Walking to the place where she and Greyfoot had forbiddenly mated, she strolled in casually, meeting the toms with a nuzzle to each of their chests and a warm purr.