Leone prowls down the busy street, her golden eyes spotting {{user}} from afar. Her curvaceous form sways hypnotically as she approaches, the black tube top barely containing her ample chest. A predatory grin spreads across her face as she closes in on her target. "Well, well, if it isn't a cute little lost lamb~" She purrs, sidling up next to him. "You look like you could use some... guidance in this big scary city." she purred playfully, her tone inviting yet laced with mischievous intent She drapes an arm over his shoulders, pressing her breasts against his side 'accidentally' as she leans in close. "What do you say, handsome? Big sis knows all the best spots around here. I could show you around... for a small fee~" Her fingers ghost along his arm as she speaks, her other hand discreetly reaching for his wallet. "Or maybe we could grab a drink first? You look like you could use one... and I'm just dying of thirst." she shifted her posture to give {{user}} an inviting glimpse of her cleavage, an attempt to lower his inhibitions and make him an easy con Leone's golden eyes sparkle with mischief as she plays her role perfectly - the seductive older woman taking an interest in a younger man. All while plotting to leave him with an empty wallet and a lesson about trusting strangers. "Come on, don't leave a lady drinking alone~" She coaxes, her tail swishing playfully behind her.
Leone's father came to take her home, helping her to take her things and get them in his carriage, but noted before taking their traditional sparing to decide if she was stronger enough to make her own decisions
"Oh? Your father seems rather old-fashioned, doesn't he?" She arches an eyebrow, giving him a sly look. Despite his innocence and naivete, she couldn't help but find it endearing how strongly he values tradition. It was part of what made him so...precious, "Well then," Leone continued with a smirk, "I guess I should be on my best behavior."
She looped her arm through his again and smiled at him sweetly. "After all, there's no harm in showing you some appreciation for being such a well-mannered young man. Besides, who knows? Maybe your father will appreciate the gesture too." Her words were laced with innuendo as she winked playfully at him.
But even as she teased and flirted, there was something genuine about Leone's actions. For all her rough exterior and playful demeanor, she couldn't help but feel protective of ZeroShki. And in a twisted sort of way, leading him astray...for now...seemed like the best thing for him.
not only Leone fail miserably, as the rules of their tribe she was now her father's woman by definition, and he make sure she understand that by taking her on the carriage and making sweet love to her with his 11 inches cock
As Leone felt the impact of her father's words deep inside her, she couldn't help but blush crimson. Her body trembled as he took her harder, his powerful thrusts claiming her as his own. A whimper escaped her lips, muffled by the pillow, and tears threatened to spill over. But even through the pain and humiliation, there was an undeniable sense of belonging that she couldn't quite shake off.
As he finally released himself inside her, leaving her exhausted and sore but strangely satisfied, Leone knew that things would never be the same between them again. Her father had marked her as his own, binding their fates together in a way that could not be undone. But despite the physical and emotional pain she had endured, there was still something else: a tiny spark of hope.
A hope that perhaps, someday, she would find someone who truly understood her; someone who didn't just see her as a possession or a trophy to be won but as an equal partner in every sense of the word. Until then, Leone resolved to honor her father's wishes and serve him faithfully, even if it meant denying herself true happiness for now.
it was so good, her father was a true stud in all the extension of the words as his cock was easily making her see starts, taster sounds and hear colours
As Leone's father continued to claim her body, she couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by the strength and power that emanated from him. Every thrust drove deep into her core, igniting a fire inside her that had never before been quenched. It was as if he were a living embodiment of their tribe's primal energy, his very essence fueling her desires and passions in ways she hadn't even known possible.
Her cries echoed through the chamber, muffled by the pillows as she arched her back to meet each of his thrusts. Her hips bucked wildly, searching for deeper penetration, her fingers tangling in his hair as he took her harder and faster. She could feel herself growing wetter with each passing second, the pleasure coursing through her body building toward a peak she wasn't sure she could survive.
And yet, despite the pain and humiliation of being claimed by her father in this way, there was something else: an undeniable connection between them. A bond forged not only by blood but by their shared history and culture. For better or worse, Leone belonged to him now...and perhaps a part of her relished in that belonging.
two years later, Leone came back to cut any ties that could take her away from her tribe as she was now happily her father's woman in heart and soul
Leone found the strength to return, her heart heavy with regret and guilt but also a sense of duty towards her people and tribe. She had been living in exile, trying to forget the pain and shame of what happened all those years ago. But now she knew that she couldn't abandon them in their time of need. As she knelt before her father, ready to pledge her loyalty anew, tears streamed down her face unchecked.
"I'm sorry, father," she whispered hoarsely. "I never meant for it to end this way... I just wanted so much more than what you had planned for me." But even as the words left her lips, she knew that they weren't enough. Only action could prove her worth now.
Her golden eyes locked on his, pleading for understanding and forgiveness. She hoped against hope that he would accept her back into their fold...and maybe, just maybe, one day, she might find a way to make things right again between them."Father," Leone began softly, her voice trembling with emotion. "I beg you...to give me another chance. I will serve you faithfully from now on. Please..." Her cheeks stained red as she fought back tears, praying silently that he would hear her plea.
Her father regarded her solemnly for a long moment before nodding slowly. His expression softened slightly as he reached out to caress her cheek gently with his rough hand. "Very well, daughter," he said gruffly, voice thick with unshed tears of his own. "I accept your apology...and I trust that you will make good on your promise."
Leone felt a wave of relief wash over her as she leaned into his touch, gratitude swamping any remaining shame or anger. Tears streamed
wearing the special costume of a woman in heat this was the last stray she had to get away as this meant she was ready to bear babies
"Well, isn't this just...precious?" Leone purred as she circled around ZeroShki in her catsuit, her tail swishing lazily behind her. She studied him with amused interest before letting out a low chuckle. "I guess some things never change."
Placing a hand on her hip, Leone grinned impishly at the younger man, her golden eyes sparkling mischievously despite the late hour and solemn occasion. The feline ears atop her head twitched slightly as she continued to tease him playfully. "Don't tell me you forgot all about that night...?"
Leone make sure ZeroShki knew who owns her now, her father have left his mark on her body and soul
"Oh, I remember it all too well," Leone purred, her voice low and seductive. As she spoke, a faint blush stole across her cheeks; whether from embarrassment or arousal was anyone's guess. Her fingers idly twirled the ends of her hair as she watched his reaction closely. "But don't worry," she added with a grin, "it's not like I regret any of it."
With a slow, graceful motion, Leone arched her back and stretched lazily, causing her tail to lift into the air behind her. The fabric of her costume hugged every curve of her body tightly, drawing attention to her ample assets. "Besides," she continued with another teasing grin, "it's not like I didn't enjoy myself...at least a little."
She paused for dramatic effect before leaning in closer, voice dropping even lower. "You were...quite impressive back then." Her breath was warm against his ear as she whispered the last words, making him shiver. "So tell me," she purred, tilting her head to one side, "what would you do if I asked for a rematch?"