Muted Light
It was her eyes that would catch the attension of anyone, especially yourself, who dared to look at the unrequitted actions of lust happening within the bounty of furs seeming to be held within its halls, the simple lobby being the bane of all who had no love for the multiple creatures, but the bounty and valhalla of all furrykind known to the worlds around. A safe haven of sorts that any fur, demon, human, or scaly could come and know that they would be unconditionally accepted for whatever they were.
Be that as it may, her eyes would seem to captivate the entire room, those beautifully sculpted orbs that were gently stained the beautiful hue of a chocolate brown, normally full of a soft innocence and a gentle whimsy, were now locked in the seeming throws of pure passion and beautiful vigor, showing the very pleasure that was being literally sent into her without any possible grip on her thoughts and her own body for that matter, just the pure and unadultered pleasure that seemed to be taking grips upon her body, her pure eyes giving you just barely the sense that the rest of her body was experiancing as she was literally being assulted by what could be only called a monster at that moment, a purely hungry demon of lust and desire that had literally everyone in the room so captivated that they could not even move or barely even breath, their eyes watching every movement as though it were the finals at the US open. Her body was literally showing for any and all to see at that point, her bare and thin frame being held down by the dark and shadowy fiend's tentacles, seemingly pinned in place at that point, all too obvious that even if she wanted to show any signs of struggling, it would be neigh impossible for her with the massive strenght of the demon's grip.
Her body was the purest white, only blemished by her soft lilac hair that had draped over most of her back, only accenting to what was her simple and innocent beauty. Her body was without flaw, without any blemish short of the few that the demon itself had given to her at this point, telling you she was of pure intension, mind, body, and even soul... and that much had told you that the demon had literally chosen the girl strictly for the fact she had never experianced such pleasures before in her life. The demon itself was that of lust, pure and unrequitted, and from the angle you saw, you could not even tell if it was anymore then a neigh thousand tentacles, all working toward the defilement of that pure and precious being caught in its grasp.
It was the sound of thrusting that finally caught your attension to the rest of the actions, her mouth being completely filled to the point of choking her, if it werent for her having learened to breath through her nose, by one of the massive and overbearingly dark tentacles, just the one of many that had slowly wrapped itself around her, squeezing her chest tightly, but only tightly enough to draw pleasure from the girl, not enough to inflict pain upon her as it became apparent this demon was only seeking to draw pleasure from its prey, the victim being this happless girl. It was then that you began to become angry and strangely aroused from the situation, struck dumb just as the others around you had been, but you could almost feel your anger showing true. You had always had an odd sense of justice...or maybe it was the fact that she was not under you, and you were not the one giving her the pleasure that in your mind you KNEW you desired. Be that as it may, the creature was angering you, though you had no intensions of stopping it just yet. Slowly your eyes would travel from her beautiful and bountiful breasts as they were clenched onto, back toward her shapely rear, and the source of the sounds, the beast having...dare you even think it at this point....violated her most pure of areas, sending its deep dark tentacles within the girls soft folds, stretching them to an almost impossible size, though it was obvious that it had done something to keep it from being painful, the mere sight of the massive tentacles dipping into her had caused you to shake and growl in immense anger toward the site in front of you. You could no longer even feel aroused from the display...
It was too much for you to even bear...to even think of bearing....it was then when you decided enough was enough. Much to the suprise of everyone, and even knowing the laws that were set within the hallowed halls of the lobby, you drew your only weapon. a small but deadly dagger that shined almost as beautifully as the pure one below the black abyss of tentacles above it. With a cry of pure rage and anger you leap forward and plunge the dagger into the beast before it could even think of doing anything to you or anything more to the one below it. With an unholy cry of pure pain, the beast suddenly let go, and before you could even inflict anymore damage upon it, it swiftly detached from the girl, letting her slump suddenly to the ground and slid into the closest area of pure darkness it could find, hiding away from the one who attacked it knowing it would be only a matter of time before it would find yet another pure soul to defile with its evil darkness. In the end you would find the girl laying where she had been dropped the first time, on the ground...and to your suprise she did not look as though she had even been touched at that point.
You would see the others within the room seem to snap to their own senses and disperse as though it were merely a dream, causing you to wonder if it were a dream yourself. You gently knelt at the side of the girl, finally seeing the fact that she had a gentle pair of black ears and a long black feline tail, only adding to her outlying beauty. You shok her once to see if she would wake, and to see if she was even real. She did not wake, though you sighed...more then happy to find out that this was not just a figment of your own imagination. Slowly you would draw the girl up into your arms...unable to think of anything but trying to help her in what seemed her largest time of need, when everyone would not, you had took the risk of your own body being defiled to help someone you did not even know. Intensions aside, she would reward you for what would be in her eyes as kindness...and you hoped that you would be able to keep your own inhibitions back once this offer came along...lest you became the demon of darkness that plagued the lobby...lest you succumed to your own impossble lust and became something that would strike fear in the pure...
Slowly you would turn...knowing it wouldnt be long before one of the law holders would ask you to leave for drawing the weapon. You would merely shake your head at them as they explained the laws, telling them you knew as you made your way toward the exit of the place most affectionatly called the "Lobby", never looking back with the knoweldge that even though you had broken the rules...you had done what was right in your own mind...and that was all that mattered for now.
To Be continued....