Promiscuity with the Prisoner

Story by draconicon on SoFurry

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A rather cocky prisoner gets a visit from a rather powerful feline.

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Promiscuity with the Prisoner

For Inscrutable

By Draconicon

"Ha! Leave me alone all you like, guards. Trust in your jail cell if you dare. But the mighty Zan Zheng will find a way free! Any moment now...yeah...any moment now..."

The panda stared out the energy bars of his cell, knowing that it was a bit of a futile boast when it came right down to it. For all that he was the famous Zan Zheng, the noteable and noteworthy explorer that had found over a dozen star systems and outwitted dozens of crime lords, who had fought in three wars and had won two of them on his own - at least, according to the papers and his book agent - the panda had been far from successful in his most recent adventure. Thus, the cage.

He slumped down a bit, clicking his heels against the steel floor. He doubted that he was going to be getting out of this one unscathed, particularly considering just how angry King Leon was with him.

It wasn't like I was going to ACTUALLY try and seduce his queen, he thought. It was just one of those boasts. Zan Zheng, beloved by women across the galaxy, completely irresistible, getting laid by whoever and whatever he wants.

Of course, boasting like that had gotten the attention of the soldiers, and once he had the attention of the soldiers, he had the attention of the king, and once he had the attention of the king...

Well, you didn't stay out of jail long when the king didn't like you. Particularly on the planet of the lions when you didn't happen to be a lion.

Zan Zheng shook his head, looking up at the ceiling of his cell. It was a small thing, barely more than ten paces by ten paces, and he doubted that he would be getting an upgrade to his quarters. The guards had been pissed with him since day one, when he hadn't bowed to the king, and if it hadn't been for the fact that there were force bars and force-fields that kept things out as well as in, he probably would have been pelted with trash non-stop. They certainly did that anytime they took him from the cell to use the toilet.

The panda was about ready to give up and wait for the king to pronounce his sentence, to just live in his cell until he knew what his punishment was going to be - after all, there hadn't been any real opportunities for a grand escape attempt, and he was getting bored of looking for one - but just when he was about to go quiet, someone new walked up to the cell door.

She was a lioness, but not just any lioness. Wearing high-tech armor that blinked and shifted by the second, with the different plates moving as she did to give her maximum flexibility, the lioness clearly had the money and the status to avoid being in the dungeons. Almost nobody could afford that sort of modular, intelligent armor, and fewer still had the money to maintain it and use it properly. Combine that with the fact that she had walked right up to his cell without the guards bothering her, and she was clearly either a high-up member of King Leon's court, or she was another Gentlewoman Adventurer.

She looked down at him, and he realized which it was almost immediately. Mostly because of the crown that stuck out between the strands of her hair.

"Oh...You're the queen, aren't you?" Zan Zheng said.

"Indeed."

"The one that I bragged about seducing."

"Quite so," she said, looking down at her armored nails.

"Uh-huh...So..."

"Why am I here?"

He nodded. Seemed a fair question. She shrugged, and the metal segments of armor moved again, and he swore that some of them hugged the curves of her chest and hips a bit more than before.

"I wondered what sort of low-life would be bragging about being good enough to seduce me away from my lord. He's hardly someone that a mere panda could compete with, after all."

"..." Zan Zheng grinned. "You want me, don't you?"

"What?!"

The lioness's blase dismissal faded in a split second, her cheeks burning, but her armor was more honest than the rest of her. It clung tighter to her chest, pulling away from her belly and shoulders, and while it was still quite smooth and modest around her legs, it was clearly shifting into something more revealing. The panda smirked, nodding at her armor.

"Heh, well, either you want me, or you want someone to give your king a run for his money. Why not another dashing adventurer?"

"You...hmmph. You are crass and crude, and hardly worth my time."

"Armor says you're lying."

"The armor is wrong."

Shink.

They both looked down as the armor turned into something even more resembling a bikini, with barely a square inch of metal covering her nipples and something more like wires running around the rest of her chest. The part covering her crotch had become more of a g-string, something that hardly held back the wetness that she had down there. Wetness that they could both see and scent.

Zan Zheng barely held back a chuckle at that, shaking his head. He pulled his legs under him, pushing himself upright, his wrists sliding along the force bars behind him. The bindings kept him at the back of the cell, but not by much.

"Wanna try again, your majesty? Maybe the armor will back you up with your next lie?"

"...I never trusted this thing..."

She shook her head, passing her hand over the force-field at the edge of the cell. As she stepped through, she didn't seem to bother closing it behind her, but instead focused right on him. The lioness grabbed him by the chin with one gauntleted hand, holding him pinned to the force-field behind him. The other hesitated, but then moved between his legs.

The panda grunted slightly as she gripped him, particularly as she did it so roughly, but the look on her face was priceless as she found what he had waiting for her down there. She shifted her grip, tried holding him again, from a different angle, but her eyes just went wider still. Zan chuckled.

"Before you ask, that's all real."

"Shut up."

"Real long, real thick, real -"

"I said, shut up!" she hissed, her cheeks burning.

"Come on. You can have it all to yourself if you just let me out of these restraints."

"And who says I can't just have it the way you are?"

"...Do you really want to try and pull off those acrobatics, Your Majesty?"

"..." She gritted her teeth, then swept her hand across the bindings at his wrists. They faded immediately, and he was able to bring his hands down to his sides.

"Now, you're going to - mmmph!"

Zan Zheng knew that he could escape right then and there, but why do that when there was a perfectly willing lioness that wanted someone new? With the experience of a genuine explorer and adventurer, he bore her down to the floor, the metal along her body shifting more and more as he kissed her, as he fondled her ass, as he teased her in ways that the felines probably had no experience with. No wham, bam, thank you ma'am for him, no sirree. He was going to show her what a real Gentleman Adventurer was like.

As soon as he had her on her back, he reached down and unzipped. A fat panda cock flopped out, pink and eager, and big enough to make her stare at it as he parted her legs.

"That's...much bigger," she said. "Ahem. T-than expected, I mean."

"You mean bigger than the king's."

"...I refuse to indulge in such juvenile comparisons."

"Come oooooon, you know it's bigger."

She turned her head to the side in a huff, so Zan Zheng did the only thing that any man would do at that point.

He shoved it in.

The yowl that pushed past her lips at that point confirmed that the guards were gone, and confirmed that she was not used to getting any sort of big dick from her lovers. He might not have been small, but he wasn't that huge, either. The king must have been a real shrimp if she was getting off this hard from the first thrust.

That didn't stop him from having his fun, though. Every time he pulled back, he felt her clamping down, her body more honest than her mouth was. Slowly forward, slowly back, each time savoring what her lower lips were saying.

_Oh, Zan, you're so big.

Oh, Zan, you're going to make me cum.

Oh, Zan, you're so much better than King What's-His-Face._

The panda was so out of it in his own fantasy of their sexual encounter that he almost forgot the reality of the encounter under him. Even as he felt her squishing against him, her wet sex pulling him in, he didn't notice her saying something for real until she slapped him.

Hard.

"Gah!" He grabbed his cheek. "What was that for?"

"You...you might be good enough...to make me cum..."

Twice, judging by the splatter down there.

"But you are not to cum in me. I am still royal, while you -"

"Are balls deep in your pussy, taller than you, and probably too heavy for you to push out in time," Zan said. "And judging by how tight my balls are feeling right now, probably about five thrusts away from blowing my load."

"...You wouldn't dare..."

"Your Majesty, I think you'll find that someone like me will dare just about anything when their head is on the chopping block already." He lifted himself, then slammed back in, feeling her clench and gasp around him. "Oh, that's one. What do you think, shall we take our time or hurry along to the grand finale?"

"F-fuck..."

"Oh, was that number three for you?"

"I hate you, so much..."

The End