“You are not any good to me if you are exhausted.  I need a lean, strong, energetic and youthful male, not a force-aged, overworked, tired blob.” Nita had said.  So here he was.  He looked up at the ceiling.  As a slave, he had changed hands many times.  He had seen many ceilings, but never one he had picked.  He chose this as his sleeping place.  For the first time, he was free to make his own decisions.  It may seem a rather trivial thing, choosing one’s own hotel room, but when you know that your entire life was to be led being denied that choice, you feel slightly different.  As the darkness closed in, the sun slowly setting on a very relaxing day, Alps drifted off to sleep.

 

                There was a loud bang at the door, which woke Alps from his relaxing slumber.  The sound of a brawl outside, in fact, just outside the door.  Alps scrambled to his feet.  He had no weapon.  He could not help anyone, not even himself.  He cracked his door slightly, just in time to see one petite female lupine fling hot water into the eyes of a burly, middle-aged bear of a lupine.  He reeled back, dropping a sword that was streaked in blood.  Alps gasped.  He was trying to kill her!  He could not let it happen!  He grabbed her by the back of her shirt and jerked her through the door, and closed it as quickly but silently as he could, leaning against it as she rolled under the bed, taking the opportunity to hide should the door be busted in.  Alps nodded at her, even though it was likely he could not be seen, and he hopped up on he bed.  He pulled the sheets over him and rolled over just as the door burst open.  He stood there, his sword dripping, as he looked around.  Alps pretended to be asleep.  He placed the sword only inches from the white-furred lupis’ throat, and pulled the covers back.  He grumbled.  Alps looked up, as if startled awake, and then sat up, scrambling toward the edge of the bed.

                “Ahhh!  It’s in my satchel by the bedpost!  Take it.. take it!  I only have 20 bits with me.  Please, I don’t want to die!”  The large grunting creature growled at him.

                “I don’t want yer stinkin’ munny freak.  I’m after someone.  Shit.. Perfect.. she is probably half way back into town by now.  Freakin’ perfect...  Damnit, when I find her, I will spill her guts all over the fuckin’ city.”  Alps pulled the sheets back over him, shaking.  It was not faked.  He was genuinely afraid for his life.  If this beast were angry enough about losing the girl, he might kill Alps out of anger alone.  Luckily, he did not.  He left the room, slamming the door.  His thundering footsteps were heard racing down the hall, and then a loud slam as the front door of the inn closed heavily, and the sounds of his heavy treading down a cobblestone street, yelling obscenities.  Alps sat up, and looked under the bed.  A very relieved looking lady sat under it.  Alps nodded to her.

                “You can come out now.  He is gone.”  She looked over to him.  Her amber eyes glinted, and she blinked unsurely.  Her tan fur looked rather dusty and untended to.  But she had a definite natural beauty that lay beneath.  She shimmied out from under the bed.  She got up, panting softly, and sat on the edge of the bed.

                “You.. are after the bounty too, I take it.  gimme a moment.. lemme compose myself.  At least you are interested in taking me alive.  Crap...  Look.. I can give you jewels.. money.. anything, just.. let me go...  I promise, I won’t do anything wrong ever, ever again.” the girl said hurriedly.

                “Huh?” Alps said softly.  “What ARE you talkin’ about?  Who was that ogre after you?  Are you hurt bad?  There was blood on his sword, please tell me you’re gonna be alright?”  She looked at him blankly.

                “Uh.. yeah.. I.. I’m fine.. that was not.. mine..” She was silent for a moment, and then her eyes slit and looked almost diabolical.

                “Are.. you okay?” Alps said, sitting down with her, his paws caressing over her lightly, inspecting her for injuries.  She might be in shock.  She would not know she was badly hurt if she was in shock.  She then acted kind of faint, and leaned on Alps.

                “Oh please, brave sir.. protect me through the night!  It was awful.. that terrible man.. he was going to take my innocence.  He was going to cut my legs so I could not run, and have his awful way with me.. Please.. protect me!” she began crying incoherently.  Alps took his hands off her and just let her cry.  If she was almost raped, she would not really want to be touched.

                “I.. I will protect you with my life, I promise.” alps said softly.  In fact, her already had.  He had risked getting killed to protect her.  She gasped, and, tears streaming, looking into Alps’ eyes.

                “You are a noble hero!” she cried, and kisses him deeply, tongue in full play.  Alps murred softly under his breath, a fire lit inside his trousers.  He did not expect it, but he certainly did not try to stop it.  It was not his place to do so, right?  Finally she let him go.  Alps swayed back and forth a bit and then shook his head, snapping out of it.

                “N..not noble.. just.. a servant...” he said softly.

                “Do you really only have 20 bits, or were you just telling him that to get him away from you?” she asked, looking at him intently.

                “No, I really do have only 20 bits.  That was my allowance.” he said softly.

                “Aren’t you a little old for allowance, mister?” she said softly, her tail drooping.

                “It is not from parents, m’lady.. I am given it by my mistress.  I am off work until tomorrow.  I was just staying here to get out of the castle.  It is so busy there, that you cannot relax, especially if you are a personal servant.” Alps said, still looking her over, craning his head, seeing if there was any blood anywhere.

                “Did you say castle?” she said, her voice wavering.

                “Yea.. I live in Castle Diera.  I am personal servant to Queen Razelle and the high council.”  He watched as the femme’s jaw lowered.  She shook her head blinking, and then lit up a little.

                “If what you say is true, then I know I can trust you with my life.. Can you give me proof of your position, sir... ummm.. what’s-yer-name?”  Alps blinked again, and reached over to the satchel with his money and nodded.

                “My name is Alps.  Here.. this should be enough.  I know you have been through a terrible experience, and it is hard to trust anyone, but I promise, around me, no harm will come of you.”  He handed her a small gold disk with the royal crest on it, and a code number 1326.  It was a royal safety crest.  Anyone directly associated with the queen was given one in case they were at a social event, and needed access to her majesty to bring news or services she required, without getting harassed by guards.  Alps had his for four months now, and had never had to use it, because he was never far enough away from Nita, in fact, not even out of the castle, to need it.  The girl’s eyes widened.

                “Do you.. know.. who I am?” she said in near disbelief.

                “No, not a clue.. I would think if I met a lovely creature like you, I would most CERTAINLY remember.  She visibly blushed and then shook her head.

                “M..my name is.. umm.. Neit.” she said, very distantly.

                “Hi Neit.. Hey.. I can get a room with two beds if you want.  I have enough...” Alps wagged his tail lightly.

                “N..no.. that won’t be necessary.. I.. I have .. a favor to ask.. if you would be so kind as to grant it.” she shuffled her feet lightly.

                “Sure, anything you ask, if it is in my power.” he said.  He looked into those amber eyes.  She looked into his.

                “Make love to me.” she said very flatly.  Alps did not blink.  He did not move.  Something in his mind crackled though.  His thoughts then raced.  Why was this happening to him?  What made him a target for the sexual desires of gorgeous femmes all of a sudden?  Had something changed in his eyes?  In his scent?  Did something happen to him that fateful day on the stage when he was auctioned to Nidaja?  Was a curse placed on him by Chana before he was sold?  He croaked out, finally, several words.

                “W..why?” he squeaked.  “Why do you want.. me?” he swallowed.  Some vacation this was turning out to be.  He risked being killed and ends up in bed with another stranger.  He looked at her almost plaintively.  He did not dislike her, and, under normal circumstances, would have jumped at the opportunity.

                “B..because.. “ she stammered, looking confused.  “Am I not good enough?  Am I.. ugly?” she looked as if she was going to cry.

                “N..no!” Alps chirped.  “You are very beautiful.. Just.. I am.. different.. why would you want.. ME?”  She thought for a moment, and finally snapped her head up.         

                “You have a good heart.” she said, her tail swishing from side to side.  Alps watched that full, beautiful tail, entranced, and realized that all she was wearing was that shirt he had pulled her in by.  Not even any underwear.  She must have really been close to a point of no return with that one.  How terrible.  He felt severe anger for that large one that ran away.      

                “A.. good heart?” Alps asked, watching that tail, his loins heating up.  His body wanted it, at least.  It would not be a stretch for him to do if if his mind decided it was okay.

                “Y..yes..” she said, “I.. I almost lost my innocence tonight.. forcefully, to a brutal creature who would have not even had a second thought about me.  I would have just been one of many he had taken advantage of I am sure.  My purity.. would have been meaningless to him.  It would not have been special.  I deserve special, don’t you agree?” she said, pleadingly.  Alps swallowed again.

                “I.. I guess..” he stammered, starting to see where she was going with this.

                “Then make love to me.. I want to give you the innocence that you defended with your life.. so it is special.. so someone won it, instead of just took it.” she said softly.  Alps thought a moment.  It would be evil of him not to grant such a request.  He would perhaps never see her again after it was done, but she could go through the rest of her life knowing her virginity was lost to someone who cared, and had a good heart.  He finally closed his eyes and nodded.

                “I will do it.. if it is really what you want.” he said.  The girl squealed with delight.  Alps chuckled softly.  his eyes widened as she took off her shirt.  Two perfect breasts bounced against her chest as she layed back on the bed.  Alps swallowed.  In that one swift movement, she was nude, and stretched out before him.  He took a deep breath.  As tempting as it was to ravage that petite, slim body, he would take his time.  This would be ceremonial.  It would be tender, and passionate, and not change from that mood unless he was asked to change.

He crawled onto the bed alongside her, and laid with a leg hooked over her, squirming out of his shorts, which was all he had on.  He was already getting an erection from looking at her, knowing that he would soon make love to her.  He murreled softly as she rolled slightly onto her side, and began the affectionate kissing.  Her tongue moved expertly over his, and then, for some reason, became a little more clumsy.  Alps guessed that she was trying to be controlled, and, as her more animal instincts took over, lost that control. 

Alps caressed her silky smooth body.  It was dusty.  She had a hard life, he could tell, but her movements were very catlike; anytime she actually changed a position, it seemed almost calculated.  Perhaps she relied on speed and reflexes in her hard life.  Alps had only known the life of a slave.  It did not require the ability to escape.  If you got attacked, you got beaten up and possibly killed.  There was nothing you could do about it.  No escaping, no chances. 

He held the femme tightly now.  Her knew she could feel his growing erection on her leg.  And by the way she had begun to move her hips as well, he knew she was interested in becoming better acquainted with that part of his body.  He could smell the heat of sex rising from her.  Her waving tail flagged it thick into the air, as if she was using it to her advantage to make him harder, faster.  Alps panted softly.  It was working. 

Fully erect, he felt himself becoming moist against her leg.  She rolled away from him, her nipples pert and her chest flushed under her fine fur.  Alps caressed those two perfect mounds and felt his mouth watering.  He leaned down and took one precious nipple, one unmolested, untouched nub into his waiting steaming mouth, and sucked upon it very tenderly.  She began to pant as hard as he was, her hips moving slowly up and down.  Alps gasped as he felt her wetness touch the tip of his tingling cock.  She had maneuvered herself so that her legs were intertwined with his, and as she pulled her legs against him, her wet slit was ragged up against his cock.  Alps continued to kiss and lick and suckle those marvelous breasts as he felt his length slowly being swallowed by that tight opening.  So hot, and slick.  The intimacy, the importance of it, made him that much more excited. 

He felt her paw move down between them, and her fingers curl around his shaft, and begin to slowly pump it.  He thrust his hips forward instinctively, and felt himself vanish into her warm wet darkness.  She backed into him with her own thrust, encasing him completely.  Alps noted that she did not feel pain like Misty did.  She kept right on going.  He was glad.  He feared making her feel that pain.  Alps began to pump a little faster, and then, feeling his own tingling getting too strong to bare, stopped, and pulled out, rolling her the rest of the way onto her back.  He slid down her body.

                “Nn...No.. don’t stop.. please don’t.. nnnggaaa!”  She tilted her head back and cried out softly as Alps tongue stabbed into her soaking, steaming folds.  She was pouring profusely with excitement, and, by her motions, this was a hock to her, and she was already near orgasm.  Alps held her legs and hips so she would not go out of control and hurt him when it finally happened.  She sealed his muzzle around that sticky sweetness.  He probed her deeply with that long lupine licker, curling and twisting his tongue, just as he had learned with royalty.  Nidaja would have been proud, as he felt the floodgates open, and her insides buckled and she came with incredible ease.  But he did not stop.  Alps continued with passion and diligence.  Faster and faster he licked, panting and lusting for the feel of this wonderful female tight around his throbbing cock.

                “Are you ready, Neit?” Alps panting, stroking his hard on slowly, getting ready for her tightness, spreading his salty pre over the entire length.

                “nnnnng.. yes.. god.. take me.. I want it..” she cried.  Alps eyes widened.  For her first time, she knew what she wanted.  Alps got on top of her, his cock dripping on her folds as he moved it in place.  Neit cried out softly, and lurched toward his feet, sliding down the bed, and impaling herself completely on it, moaning in passion as it entered her fully.  She began bucking her hips.  Alps gritted his teeth and tossed his head back.  Even underneath him, she was doing all the work.  Alps rocked his hips, and then, finding a good rhythm opposite of hers, began to thrust.  The sounds of their wetness filled the room.  Alps whimpered softly, as he felt his tingling building up.  They had only just met.  How could this be happening to him?  He held he sides of the bed, his mind spinning.  She was unbelievably tight, and held her legs wide open now, taking him full into her, as deep as he wanted to put it.  And more if she could get it.  Alps felt her walls contracting around him spasmodically, and her body shuddering under his.  It was close.  He was ready too.  He was ready to cum with her.

                “Oh gods.. yes..” Alps said softly, trying not to startle her.

                “Mmm.. yes.. gunna.. Mmmmph.. gunna cummmm..” she whimpered.

                “YES!” Alps cried, bringing his speed up a little more, his cock slick with her juices slipping in and out of her tight pussy with slight difficulty.  “Cum with me love!” At these words, she cried out, her back arching. This set Alps off too.  He felt his cream spray the walls of her sex liberally.  Squirt after powerful squirt, he emptied into her writhing body.  He groaned in pleasure as she voiced her own.  LOUDLY.  He fumbled for a pillow, but she stopped before he could get it.  As her shaking stopped she looked up at him sleepily.  Alps panted as he looked at the newly deflowered Neit.

                “Th.. thank you.. hero..” she panted.  She looked so drowsy.

                “You can sleep here, love..” Alps said softly.

                “Thank you again...” she said, slipping away.  Alps rolled off her to let her breath freely.  She looked like she was already asleep.  Alps lay beside her, and slowly drifted off himself.  He WAS on vacation after all.  No sense waking her up for seconds, despite the fact that it was frequently done to him.

 

                As Alps slept, Neit sat over him, looking at him almost mischievously.  She caressed his shoulder and wagged her bushy beautiful tail.

                “That’s right, hero..” she said softly, “Sleep.. And when you wake up, you will want to take me to the castle where it is safe, and if I play my cards right, I will be only a few feet away from those crown jewels before anyone even suspects that you have brought the “Lion of Catburglars” right through the front doors.”  She laughed softly, and lay down beside his sleeping form, and then, allowed herself to drift off to sleep.