In the Moment
**In the Moment
By: Eclipse**
Obligatory Disclaimer: This was a quick, fun story written for the LJ community 'gryphonerotica', and shows that even erotic, kinky sex can be silly and fun! The stars are a femme fatale lioness and a non-anthropomorphic male gryphon. I hope you enjoy! - 1,530 words
Darkness surrounded the gryphon like a thick blanket, dulling all of his senses, save for the ability to feel. He could feel the rope tied tightly around his ankles, tethering him to a cold, clammy floor. There was a dull squeaking sound from the ropes as he tried in vain to move his legs. He could also feel his hot breath returned to him, trapped by the burlap sack covering his head. The rope tying the bag to head grew warmer as he tried to twist the sack off of his head, again to no avail. He could also feel the swift beating of his heart through his muscled chest...
There was a creak from afar, and then footsteps. Though softened by the sack, the gryphon could tell that each step was a deliberate and loud announcement to the captive beast. The footsteps became louder and changed in tone - first there was creaking of wood, and then there was the distinctive clicking of boots across the stony floor. The gryphon's breathing quickened and his tail lashed anxiously as he heard the footsteps coming closer to him, then suddenly stop.
"At last I have you," purred a seductively feminine voice, accompanied by a swift swat to the gryphon's hindquarters from a cold leather crop, causing the gryphon to squawk in surprise and tremble in embarrassment. "Oh no you don't," the voice said slowly. The crop was placed on the gryphon's thigh and worked underneath his tail which was tucked between his legs. The crop then raised up against the fur, raising the tail along with it, despite the obvious embarrassment shown by the gryphon. "I want to see all of you." The crop slipped away after an excruciatingly short time, dragging along the length of the ropey leonine tail which did not move for fear of more damaging retribution.
Then suddenly the burlap sack was removed from his head, allowing the gryphon to take in a deep breath of greatly needed fresh air. He sighed in dismay and blinked open his eyes to finally catch a glimpse of his surroundings. It was dark and cold, the only light and heat coming from the few candles scattered along the walls. The room itself was considerably large, however, possibly able to hold a dozen of his kind at once. At one side was a wooden staircase leading up, and a metal door atop of that, leading to skies knew where. There were strange implements and devices filling the corners of the room, all of them empty. There was only him and the grinning feline before him.
A long graceful tail swayed to and fro behind the leonine woman. Her whole body, easily standing over the gryphon's own shoulders, exuded grace and flexibility as she slowly paced before the bound gryphon, her leather boots clicking intentionally upon the floor. Her leather outfit also squeaked silently as she moved, though it did not leave much to the imagination. The gryphon could not help but gaze upon his captor, noting that the leather merely covered up her crotch, though barely, and snaked its way up to bolster her heaving breasts, where the outfit ended. It was actually quite alluring, the darkened black leather against the tawny brown of her fur, with a soft white spot running from her breasts to her belly.
With a swift movement the leather crop was beneath the gryphon's beak, tipping it, and the gryphon's gaze, upwards towards the female's toothy and lewd smile. "Just what were you expecting?"
The drake whimpered softly as a rush of excitement coursed through his body, knowing that the lioness could tell, but unable to duck his head to hide his embarrassment. "I was just hoping..."
The crop lashed out harshly upon the gryphon's shoulder and he yelped again in surprise, his wings flaring out before he caught himself and folded them upon his back once more, his head hanging down in submission.
"You have no hope!" the female cackled, drawing the crop from where she struck the gryphon down along his side. "You are mine now. You are my toy and I will use you as I see fit. Understood?"
The gryphon nodded pathetically even though another surge of excitement ran through his body. He knew that feeling well... he knew that he was playing right into this lioness' hands. Her heated scent only weakened the male more. His head raised with perked ears as the female giggled gleefully, standing by his haunches, playing with the crop in her paws. "You can't hide your desire from me, young drake. I know your kind too well..."
A skilled, padded hand began to pet and knead the gryphon's exposed scrotum, eliciting a gasp and soft moan from the bound beast, and a soft purr of pleasure and appreciate from his captor. "Look at how hard you are already," she teased, trailing a dangerously sharp claw along the length of the gryphon's now fully exposed member, sending the drake into a flurry of gasping and quivering.
The male's head slowly drew up, his tail swishing anxiously despite himself. "Actually I..." he began to say before a squeeze to his balls cut him off, causing him to gasp and clench his beak to keep from squawking loudly. The lioness licked her lips in anticipation, enjoying the feeling of the male's balls flexing in her grasp. "I didn't say you could talk." The air became heavier with the mingling of the male's and female's scents, making each of them more heady and wanton in their desires.
Standing up once more, the female traced a line along the drake's thigh and slapped his rump slightly, relishing in the power given to her by the beast's bindings. She spied his hind leg straining to break free, but she knew the bonds were too tight for him to pull out of. She had planned this for too long to miss any detail. This would be her own virile young gryphon drake, belonging to no other.
The gryphon growled slightly as he fought with more vigor at his bindings. "No really, I have..."
"I said silence, slave!" the lioness yelled with authority and smacked the gryphon harder upon the rump, leaving a welt beneath the thick fur there. Again the drake gasped and ducked his head once more, and again his body quivered with lust and desire. Grabbing the base of the gryphon's tail with one paw, the female used her new leverage to tease the gryphon even more, drawing the crop against the tight pucker of the gryphon's anus and then down between his tender balls, slowly thrusting the crop back and forth along the gryphon's quivering member. "This is all you have to look forward to from now on, so you had better get used to it!" An even louder growl responded to her teasing, and she could tell that the gryphon was breathing heavier and shallower. She gripped his tail harder and pulled, lightly smacking the crop against the underside of the drake's penis. "You WILL do what I..."
She covered her ears in surprise by the shrill shriek of victory from the gryphon who swiveled his head around and snapped at the rope binding his hind legs to the floor. As the rope split in two, freeing one of the gryphon's hind legs, the female backed away slowly in surprise, holding her hands up before her in a meek display of defense. "No... no, I didn't mean to..."
Paying no attention to the female, the gryphon raised its now free hind leg and scratched vigorously at his side and underbelly. He let out a euphoric sigh as his eyes seemed to roll back in his head, the hind leg continuing to scratch at a blurring speed. The lioness sighed and crossed her arms, staring at the itching gryphon through narrowed eyes. Soon the gryphon stopped, his nares flushing and head drooping as he realized what he had done. "I'm sorry, love" he rumbled with a meek smile and flick of the tail.
"Dammit, why couldn't you have done that before we started? It just totally ruins the mood!" The lioness tapped the tip of the crop upon her thigh in agitation, her arms still crossed.
The drake offered up an apologetic smile and widened his wings to his mate. "I promise I'll make it up to you, dear. Come here."
The lioness pouted for a moment as she eyed her gryphonic lover and then a small smile smirked over her face, her tail twitching in thought. "Of course you will, dear," she purred at last, slowly walking behind the gryphon and swiftly reaching between his legs and clutching his balls, giving them a warning squeeze and eliciting a sharp yelp from the male. "After all, I'm still in control here, and we're going to do things MY way, or else."
The drake's lighthearted demeanor quickly washed away and he once again ducked his head down low, submitting to his mate. "Yes, dear," he breathed softly. There was another squeeze to his balls and another sharp yelp, causing his breathing and voice to tremble once again. "I mean, 'yes, mistress'."
The End