A Toast to Victory.
10-16-2013, 10:06 AM
The woman listened to the delicate words of her lovely Raven. The emphasis on Queen made the mahogany bitch quiver. Her tail flicked around aimlessly and her eyes bubbled with lust. Her veins were full of sin, they flicked about without reason or care. The bitch was built on rage, it was a curse. It would be her downfall, no doubt. She streatched out her paws, letting her claws slide across the metal. She moaned softly in delight. The women then heard more words from her Raven. Entising vocals that filled her with screaming pleasure. She then stood on her three paws. She then tilted down and attempted to bite down on Raven's scruff. She would love to just ravage the girl, but she did not know what Raven had in mind. Canttina would groan in delight. "Oh, my little Raven.." She would then dive into her deed. Sexual actions, horrible noises, cackling pleasure. Canttina would indeed keep Raven around. FADE TO BLACK Speech, |