Isabel of Darson
A/N: This story was a commission I received off Furbid. The characters and the plot all belong to the commissioner!
"It is SO hot!" Isabel, a gray and black stripped cat, moaned. The feline was lying on her large bed sweltering from the summer heat. She hated summer; the heat always wore her down. Not only that, but her parents always made her wear her winter nightgown when she slept. They always said that the gowns for the summer were to revealing for their sweet, innocent daughter. So that meant suffering on Isabel's part. She let out a pathetic hiss, this was horrid.
Isabel was tired of her parents, always forcing her to do this and that, and never letting her have a will of her own. She had to please her parents in whatever she did. The feline was sick of it. She wanted to get out of this wrenched house! She wanted to see the world, explore! Hell, she'd rather do anything then lay in the heat. "I wish I could be somewhere else," she sighed.
The cat rolled on to her stomach to try and get comfortable. As she adjusted herself, she noticed there was something beneath her, and it wasn't her bed. Isabel's eyes opened wide in fear. A black hole opened up below her and she fell right in. The feline let out an ear piercing scream as tumbled though the blackness. She had no idea how long she fell for, but eventually she saw a small light in the distance. It quickly grew closer until she broke though it and hit the ground.
Isabel lay on the floor trying to gather her thoughts. She had her eyes clenched shut, as she was afraid to see what just happened. Did she die? Slowly she inched her eyes opened. There was green, lots of green. The feline opened her eyes fully. She was outside lying in a small clearing. She picked herself up into a sitting position, now fully awake, to look around. There were trees, and the sounds of birds chirping. The sky was bright blue with barely and clouds. But the best part, it wasn't as hot. It was still warm out, but not as hot as it was a few moments ago. "Where am I?" Isabel groaned to herself. The cat noticed she was still wearing that awful nightgown. "Oh no!" She was outside in this wrenched thing! Not only was she in public view, but she had no idea where she was! "I have to find help!" She jumped to her feet and looked around; there was a path not far from her. Nervously, she walked over to it and, having no where else to go, decided to go for it and started down the dirt road.
Isabel walked with her hands folded over her chest. She kept looking back and forth, just incase there was something hiding in the forest. The look of fear stayed plastered to her face. What if there was some kind of monster? What if there were thieves? The feline had no idea what could be lurking in the woods. Luckily, for the cat, there were no such things. The only creatures in her near vicinity were harmless little birds and squirrels. As she walked, Isabel thought she heard something off in the distance. She stopped walking to listen, but then the sound went away. A chill went down the cat's spine. What was that? It was a sound she had never heard before. Becoming more paranoid, she started walking twice as fast.
At the pace she was moving, it didn't take the lost feline long to get to the edge of the forest. Unfortunately, the path led right into a field of thorns. Isabel looked around, but the thorns surrounded everything, the only way though was on the narrow pathway in front of her. The feline was debating turning around to find another way around when that strange sound started up again. Her ears twitched and she looked to the sky. Off in the distance was a strange flying ship. It looked like the water ships from home. She found it incredibly odd that it was in the air! But the strangeness of it quickly wore off as she realized there had to be someone on it! "Hello!" Isabel called out and waved her paws in the air in a frenzied manor. "Hello! Please! Help me! I'm lost! Hello?" She yelled as loud as she possibly could, but it wasn't enough. The ship started to slowly turn and head away from the feline. "No! Wait!" Frantic to find out where she was, and find a way to get home, the cat took off down the pathway into the thorns.
Isabel ran with all her might. She had to catch up to the ship! She had to find out! The feline was being careless as she ran, however. The thick nightgown kept getting caught on the thorns, causing the fabric to tare off. When the cat saw the edge of the field she started to run even faster, using up the last of her strength. The feline was just in time to see the giant airship land right in front of her. Air kicked up around her from the ship, and Isabel felt it in places she shouldn't have, causing her to look down confused. Isabel's eyes went wide, the nightgown was completely gone! All that was left were a few strands which didn't cover anything. "Oh no!" Now what should she do? The feline crossed her legs and held her arms over her breasts just as the door to the ship opened.
The pilot was a tall wolf with brown hair that came slightly past his shoulders. He walked with confidence as he came down the ramp towards Isabel. The nervous feline looked up to examine him. He wore a brown harness and had a long, flowing red cape behind him. As her eyes traveled downwards, she noticed something was missing. Pants! This wolf wore no pants! The only thing he had on in his lower regions were brown boots! She blushed bright red as he approached her. At the same time, the canines cock was slowly coming to attention at the sight of the naked feline.
"Good day, fair maiden!" The wolf said with a bow. "What are you doing here all by yourself?" He gave her a friendly smile and a quick look over, causing his member to grow even faster.
Though she was flustered, and thoroughly embarrassed, Isabel had to ask for help! "My... My name is Isabel," she spoke in a quiet voice. "I have no idea where I am! I was wondering if I could get some help."
The wolf continued to smile and gave her a nod. "It's a pleasure to meet you Isabel! My name is Aaron. I'm the prince of Darson, which is where you currently are!" The prince smile broadened as he noticed the feline trying to keep her private bits hidden. But at the same time, he also noticed she couldn't keep her eyes off his. "What are you looking at?" He joked, causing the feline's blush to deepen.
"I'm so sorry!" She looked away nervously. "I'm jut not used to... I'm not used to being around naked furs." Isabel said honestly.
The wolf merely laughed at the response. "Don't worry fair maiden! There is nothing to be ashamed of. In Darson, the body and the many pleasures it brings are celebrated!" His body swelled with pride as he spoke of his land. "And you must admit," his voice took on a sensual tone. "There is nothing more honest then fur's cock getting hard for a beautiful lady."
Not only did this confuse Isabel, but the langue the prince used was so crude! It seemed this world was a complete one-eighty from where she came from. Showing off the body was considered a sin. "But..." Her voice trailed off for a moment. "I just can't be naked! I feel so uncomfortable." The feline hoped the canine would take pity on her and maybe lend her something to wear.
There was no such reaction from the wolf. "Oh, come now! It's a warm day; you must feel much cooler with out wearing anything." Isabel had to admit, he was right about that.
Sighing, the feline decided to take a chance. "Can I come with you, Prince Aaron?" She asked shyly. "I don't know this place, and maybe you can show me to someone who can bring me home."
"You can," Aaron answered with a grin, "but in order for me to let you in, I need to give you an examination to judge your acceptability."
"Examination?" Isabel cocked her head to the side. "Of what kind?"
The wolf was hoping she would ask that. With out another word, he approached her and dropped to his knees. His paws grabbed onto her thighs, spreading her legs apart so he could get to his goal. He moved his snout up to smell her sent before diving into her pussy. He licked with out mercy, from top to bottom putting pressure on all the right places. The feline tasted pretty good, and the want for more made the canine lick faster.
Isabel could not believe the audacity this wolf had! How could he do such a thing? No one could get away with this at home. But, it felt so good. Her negative feelings toward the prince were replaced by pleasure rather quickly. Her paws clung to the canines shoulders in a weak effort to hold herself up. The cat had never felt something this wonderful! Each lick sent shivers up her spine. The feeling within her quickly started to build up to the point where Isabel thought she would explode. And explode she did! The feline's orgasm quickly overtook her, sending her into a frenzy of moans.
Aaron felt the cat's release, and took her moment of weakness to get what he wanted. Before Isabel could react, the wolf threw her to the ground, grabbed her waist and pulled her down onto his eagerly awaiting cock. Isabel's eyes went wide with pain as the wolf thrust without mercy. Tears filled her eyes as she clutched the ground, how could he do this? But the pain quickly gave way to pleasure, and instead of gritting her teeth the feline cried out in pleasure. The prince dug his claws into the cats back as he moved his body harder. He felt his own orgasm growing, and he wanted to come as quickly as possible.
Isabel was also on the edge of her second orgasm. Just as she was reaching the edge, Aaron suddenly stopped moving. The feline looked up and saw someone else had shown up. She blushed deep red as she struggled to get off the wolf and stand. The newcomer was a voluptuous skunk. She wore the exact same thing as the prince, except her boots had a large heal. She had long, curly purple hair and also held a long, rubbery, purple dildo. Shocked at the skunk's appearance, she turned to Aaron who had no expression on his face. Hand's suddenly grabbed Isabel causing her to panic. "What's going on?" Her head snapped around to find clothed ogres grabbing her and lifting her to her feet.
"You are unfit to live in the realm of Darson!" The skunk spoke in a loud, clear voice. The feline opened her mouth to retort, but was quickly cut off. "Take her to the castle!" She commanded the ogres. They were happy to oblige, easily dragging the weakened feline away. The laughed and taunted her, touching her body and licking her dirty fur. Isabel struggled and cried for help, even though she knew no one would come. The skunk and the prince followed closely behind, the wolf not showing any concern and the skunk with a smirk on her face.
The castle was only a ten minute walk; though it felt longer since Isabel struggled every inch of the way. Once at their destination, the ogres brought the feline into a large room with a strange metal device. She only managed to get a quick glance before the cat was strapped in. The device was a large rectangle with a metal frame. Behind it was an enormous screw holding the top and bottom together. It could also adjust the length of the machine. At the top and bottom of the device were metal cuffs. Finally, across the middle was a metal brace that would hide ones crotch. Isabel was cuffed in; she fit perfectly with out having to make any adjustments to the machines setting. The feline tried to get her paws out of the bonds, but they were too tight. "Let me go! Please!" She begged.
The skunk laughed at her plea. She moved up to her, putting her snout right up against the cats, "Maybe if you beg a little harder I'll let you go!" She grabbed onto the collar that was left from the nightgown and ripped it off, leaving Isabel completely naked.
The feline actually thought the skunk was serious. As her captor moved away, she broke down. "Please! Let me go! I'll leave this land immediately!" Her tail twitched nervously, hoping that would work.
Unfortunately, the skunk wasn't so easily persuaded. She leaned down to pick up something that Isabel couldn't see. Before the cat could figure out what was going on, her captor struck her in the face with too whipped cream pies. "Oh my!" The skunk giggled, "You have white stuff all over your face!"
Isabel turned crimson from embarrassment and anger. How could they do this to her? She'd had nothing but bad luck ever since she appeared here! Couldn't they take pity? "Please let me go!" She had to keep trying. "I'll do anything! Please! I just want to go home!"
The skunk threw two more pies, hitting her breasts and stomach. "Anything?" She laughed, "I've heard that one before! Some inexperienced twat wouldn't be able to please me!" Two more pies were thrown, hitting the poor feline in the face once more. The skunk took off her harness and boots, leaving only her cape on. It looked as if she was suddenly getting ready for something. She threw one last pie, for fun, before moving back up to the feline. She thought of something that could amuse her further. "How would you like to get revenge?" She asked in an evil whisper. "How would you like to get the right to suck Prince Aarons cock?"
"Yes! Please!" Isabel begged. Her anger was building up. She'd love to get revenge for what this bitch was putting her though. And hell, sucking off the price would be fun too. "Just let me go!" The moment she answered the cuffs broke and a hole opened up beneath the two. The skunk fell calmly; obviously she had done this before. The feline, however, screamed the entire way down. Isabel was surprised when she landed on a soft surface. She opened her eyes and noticed she was in a large whipped cream pie! As she took in her surroundings, the skunk appeared out of the cream.
"Hey, pussy!" The feline snapped her head around when she heard the voice. The skunk stood completely naked now, having lost her cape on the way down. She was waving her dildo around in the air, tauntingly. "I propose a challenge!" She said in her loud, clear voice. "If you manage to take my dildo from me, you will win your freedom!" The cat nodded in agreement. She stood her ground for a moment, sizing the skunk up. She had to win! As her anger grew, she felt something strange coursing though her veins. Was it the pies? Ever since she was pelted by them in the torture chamber she did feel a bit strange. What ever it was, it felt like it was giving Isabel the strength she needed to win.
With a hiss, the feline pounced at her captor. Her claws were out and she was ready. This was the last thing the skunk expected. The cat had a will to fight? She put up her dildo in defense, but she aimed to high. Isabel managed to knock her down into the whipped cream. She held one arm down and used the other to scratch up her opponent. The skunk screamed, but she wasn't down for the count. She managed to kick the feline off her, and then jumped on top, getting a paw around her neck.
"No!" Isabel cried. She scratched at the skunks paw to get it off her neck. When that didn't work, she brought her leg up and kicked the fur in her crotch. That did the trick! Her opponent fell off her and into the cream. The feline took advantage of this; she punched her in the chest, knocking the wind out of her. "This is mine now!" She hissed. The cat reached out and snatched the large dildo from the skunk. She did it! She won! Isabel heard cheering as she climbed out of the whipped cream pit. She saw a crowed of furs clapping happily at her victory. This just pepped up her newfound spirit. She grinned and thrust the dildo in the air at her victory.
"Congratulations Lady Isabel," the prince suddenly appeared behind the feline. "I'd like to say that was one of the best matches... oomph!" The feline had smacked him, hard, in the face with the dildo. Prince Aaron fell backwards, landing flat on his back. The feline jumped on top of him, pinning him down and hissing furiously. "If you want to live with my forgiveness," she growled, "then you better fuck me with everything you've got! Right now!" The wolf was scared of the cat's sudden outburst. But the order did turn him on, and it wasn't something he could easily say no to. His cock suddenly emerged out of his sheath. Isabel slammed herself down on the wolf when he was completely hard. The force shocked the prince, but it felt absolutely amazing.
The two thrust against each other, both trying to get to orgasm as quickly as possible. The wolf's grunts mixed with the feline's moans and purrs. The crowed all watched, amazed by the pure rawness of their sex. Some of them could only dream to have that kind of experience.
Isabel leaned foreword, gripping onto Aaron's shoulders to support herself. Her breasts fell in the wolf's face, and he licked at her nipples with an experienced tongue. The prince was surprised at how well the feline rode him. For someone who was a virgin hours before, she knew exactly what she was doing.
"I'm going to come!" The feline suddenly hissed. Sure enough, her body tensed up and a moment later orgasm ripped though her. She arched her head back and let out the loudest moan she could muster. Feeling the feline's orgasm, Aaron moaned also and made one last, deep thrust. He came hard, pumping his royal seed deep inside his partner.
A few hours after the battle, Isabel found herself standing up on a balcony of the castle looking down at a huge crowed of cheering onlookers. Now she wore nothing but a holster, a red cape, and high healed boots. She didn't feel one bit embarrassed. She waved the purple dildo at the crowed, grinning happily. Since she defeated the skunk, the feline was dubbed the new Warrior Maiden of the Prince. And frankly, she couldn't be happier. She had quickly grown used to the lifestyle here, and had no desire to return to her boring, restrictive parents.
Why would she want to leave, anyway? Here she could to defend her lover in whipped cream pie pits, wield a giant dildo, and get fucked blind by the prince or any of her male subordinates. Life would never get boring. Isabel had a whole new world to explore, and she was going to have fun doing it.