Baron Bone 2 (Heavy Smut) (Patreon)

The tiny precog stared at me, her eyes wide, and the Tempest Choker gleaming around her neck. I growled, the sound rumbling in the back of my throat like a lion, as I walked over to her.

"What did I tell you about any jewelry?" I asked, my voice a hair's breadth from snapping at her. "What were my exact words?"

"T-to n-n-never touch th-them?" Dinah stammered. "B-but…"

"Those instructions were for your benefit," I interrupted her, grabbing the back of her dress and easily lifting her up into the air. In the back of my mind, part of me noticed that I probably looked something like a lion picking up a cub by the scruff of the neck, but I ignored that as draconic emotions roiled in my belly. "If you had obeyed, then when Coil was dead you would have been returned home. Now, you are bound to me, until I am either killed or grow bored with living and decide to pass on. And there is one duty that all in my hoard share."

I set her down on the table, Kiara and Vitani having finished cleaning up by now, and easily tore the back of her dress in two. With one hand, I yanked her Hello Kitty panties down to her knees. With the other, driven by the cocktail of emotions and instincts that I was still adjusting to, I fished out my phone and triggered two adjustments via Kiara and Vitani's own Chokers.

The progress bar over Dinah's own icon read 0.0119047%, but given the capabilities of the Tempest Jewelry I knew that it would be finished by the time I was done with her. Tossing the phone aside, I returned my focus to the pale, creamy skin of the preteen girl lying face down on the table.

I pulled her panties the rest of the way off, and pushed her legs apart. She turned to look back at me, opening her mouth to say something, only for her eyes to go wide and her jaw to hang open in shock when I drove two fingers up into her tiny pussy.

There was a little bit of moisture, but nowhere near enough. My thumb moved, flicking the nub that all girls had, and Dinah tightened, her every muscle contracting and a low, keening whine filled the room. I ignored the sound, as well as the hand that grabbed my wrist, focusing instead on getting more of her juices flowing. I was furious at the disobedience, but I wasn't completely heartless.

"Your Majesty," Vitani asked from my left, making me turn my gaze to her and Kiara.

“Yes, Vitani?” I asked, even as I determined that Dinah was wet enough.

“Are…” she took a deep breath, steeling herself even as I pulled my fingers from Dinah's girlhood. “Are you sure about this? She's still a cub.”

“She will be fine,” I answered, lifting the dazed form of Dinah up into the air, her mind still reeling from the first bit of sexual pleasure she'd experienced. “The benefits from my benefactors will see to that.”

With that, I drove myself up and into my soon to be bound loli waifu. Dinah's head snapped up, gasping as the air was driven from her lungs. Her passage was hot, slimy, and easily the tightest hole I'd experienced.

“That's dirtyyyy!” Dinah cried out, as my dick buried itself halfway into her ass.

I ignored her complaints, taking a moment to enjoy the feel of her ass stretched tight around my cock, before I moved onto the next step of properly inducting Dinah into my hoard. Shifting my grip, I slid my arms under Dinah’s legs, coming up to grab the back of her head in a full nelson. I straightened, exposing Dinah’s front as I used my grip to push her further down on my length, going deeper into her bowels.

“Vitani, Kiara,” I said, no more words necessary for my order.

The two lionesses approached, hands stroking their new futa cocks. I couldn’t see her face, but I imagine that Dinah was looking at the two as they came up to her. Kiara stood to the side and leaned in to give the preteen a gentle kiss, as Vitani knelt in front of her and took a long, sloppy lick from my balls, along the still exposed length of my dick, where we were connected, and then up Dinah’s slit to her clit.

The overwhelmed precog moaned loudly into Kiara’s mouth, even as I hilted myself in her ass and Vitani licked up to her barely there breasts. Kiara and Vitant’s ands roamed down, one cupping and fondling my balls while the other slipped a finger into Dinah’s by now soaked pussy. I didn’t start thrusting, not yet. Instead, I took a moment, gyrating my hips to stir up her insides, but otherwise letting Dinah accommodate to having my bitchbreaker of a dick in her too young, too small ass.

Kiara pulled away first, breaking the kiss with the fuck drunk Dinah, a string of saliva connecting their mouths. The hand on my balls left, as Kiara walked around me to hop up onto the table, my own height great enough that doing so brought her girldick level with Dinah’s head. At the same time, Vitani gently bit down on one of Dinah’s nipples before pulling back. The nub of flesh pulled taut before slipping from the lioness’s teeth.

I removed my hands from around Dinah’s neck, instead holding her up by her thighs, as Vitani stood straight, taking her futa cock in hand as Kiara did the same. I felt Dinah shift, some measure of awareness returning to her, and if I wasn’t balls deep inside of her, I’d have missed the question she muttered.

“Odds I’ll end up pregnant?” her soft voice asked, before Kiara’s hand gently wrapped around the back of Dinah’s head, gently guiding her to the barbed leonin cock jutting out just above her fur lined pussy.

As Kiara guided Dinah into her first time giving head, Vitani lined herself with Dinah’s slit and thrust in, taking the human girl’s virginity. Dinah moaned, as Vitani let out a tense groan, the already vice like grip of Dinah’s ass around my length tightening up even more. I could feel Vitani sliding into the human girl between us, through the thin barrier between her front and rear holes.

“So tight,” Vitani groaned out, leaning against Dinah, and thus myself. Dinah let out a long, muffled moan, the vibrations making Kiara grip her head tighter.

“Oh Kings,” Kiara groaned, pushing her dick further into Dinah’s mouth. “I don’t think I’ll ever get used to this.”

I chuckled, the reactions that the two lionesses had whenever I let them join me in taking one of their harem-sisters was always amusing. As a side benefit, it got the two of them to return their focus from their temporary girldicks to the girl due a thorough fucking. Vitani laid her hands over mine to give herself something to brace against, and pulled back, the barbs on her cock adding to the sensation for both Dinah and myself.

Kiara pulled Dinah’s head further down, making her gag as the pointed cockhead pressed into her throat, and Vitani pushed back into Dinah. As Vitani pushed in, I held Dinah still and pulled back, until just the head of my human dick remained, stretching out the preteen’s rosebud to what I knew would be an obscene degree if I could see it. Then, as I pushed back in, Vitani pulled out.

Back and forth, we continued this pattern: alternating pushing in and pulling out From the way Dinah was moaning nonstop, her arms flailing around and grabbing onto anything and everything they could to say nothing of the way she’d periodically clamp down on us, I’d say my soon to be bound precognitive slut was enjoying it just as much, if not more, than I was.

As Vitani and I picked up speed, making sure to keep Dinah thoroughly stuffed, Kiara continued to guide her through her first blowjob. Words of encouragement and advice, as she guided and gently pulled Dinah’s head further down, even with her choking and gagging.

Of the three of us, Kiara came first, her head throwing back as she let out a yowl, her hands pulling Dinah’s head down, forcing her barbed cock deeper into Dinah’s throat until the panicking preteen’s lips met the lioness’s hips. Then Vitani growled, breaking our rhythm to pound wildly before she hilted herself and bit down on Dinah’s shoulder, prompting a muffled scream from her as she came. With that, I let myself join them, shooting my first load into Dinah’s bowels.

Kiara pulled out from Dinah’s mouth, who began to cough as she tried to regain her breath, falling to sit on her ass as she panted. Vitani soon followed, managing to pant out, “I can never get used to how intense that is.”

“You speak as if we’re finished,” I chided with a hint of a mocking tone, as I pulled myself free from Dinah’s tightly grasping asshole. Streams of white flowed from the preteen’s red, gaping holes as I gently set her on the floor and rolled my heads. There was a ding from my phone, signaling that the intensity of the orgasms Dinah’d had, combined with the sheer domination she’d been subjected to, had resulted in the formerly week long binding process being finished.

I bared my teeth in a savage grin. I could spend the points I’d gotten from capturing her now, but like I said, we weren’t done with Dinah yet.

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Kiara and Vitani both moaned out with wanton pleasure, Dinah moaning along between them. All three were on their knees, the two lionesses spit roasting Dinah, Vitani enjoying her mouth even as Kiara fucked her deeper onto Vitani's lion cock. I, meanwhile, was dealing with a matter of discipline.

“Ow, ow, ow! I'm sorry!” Emma Barnes cried out as I pushed her tiny, too small anal passage further onto my dick.

The pregnant redhead had seen Dinah wandering around the manor, and learned of my orders not to touch the Tempest Jewelry. She had then seen a change to elevate her own standing in my hoard by ensuring that Dinah was placed at the bottom. Had she stayed away from the kitchen, and not come down to view the fruits of her labor, it might have succeeded. But she did, with her smug, victorious smirk on her face that made it obvious she was involved.

So as Kiara and Vitani continued welcoming their newest harem-sister, I took my phone and made some adjustments to Emma before taking her over my knee for a round of spankings. With that done, I flipped her skirt up and began working my way into her ass. The adjustments made reduced the amount of pleasure she received, otherwise it wouldn’t be a punishment.

As I finally hilted myself in Emma’s teen bubble butt, I idly wondered how my rescue of Dinah was being received back in Brockton Bay.

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{Timeline B - Stress Relief}

Coil screamed in rage. Coil screamed in frustration. But mostly, Coil screamed. His plan to grab the Alcott precog was perfect! Yet after his men reported a successful capture, they just disappeared. The van was discovered in a roll over crash, but there was no sign of his men or his precog! Even the trackers he had in the tinkertech rifles his men were equipped with weren’t responding, meaning they were destroyed or out of range. He hoped they were merely out of range, because then there was a chance, however slim, that he could recover them.

It was at that point that his stress relief was delivered: The Undersiders were all bruised and battered, but alive for the moment. Perfect. He pulled his PRT-issued sidearm from the desk and promptly shot the still tazed Regent in the head, followed by Grue and Bitch. Leaving his Tattletale and the bug girl that unknowingly got Armsmaster in a lot of hot water.

The bug girl slurred something, her broken jaw and swollen cheek making her unintelligible, as Coil approached Tattletale and pressed the hot barrel of his pistol against her cheek. Flesh sizzled from the heat, and her screams were music to his ears. Taking the pistol away, he shot her in the knee, the leg buckling and leaving her hanging from the arms of his men. A satisfied smirk under his mask, Coil eyed the bug girl, before deciding not to take the chance.

His gun barked a fifth time, and the bug girl’s blood and brain matter decorated his walls in a delightful spray. Turning back to face Tattletale, Coil knew that unlike the others, he’d take his time with her, make it slow.

Two hours, and many inventive means of torture meant to hurt without killing, later, she hung limply from the ceiling in one of his lair’s many cells. Her hair had been shorn off, one ear had been removed, and a litany of cuts, burns, and bruises decorated her naked form. For his part, Coil felt much better than he had after the debacle of securing the Alcott girl. He was about to drop the timeline, when there was a loud roar that echoed throughout his base.

Much as he felt an urge to drop the timeline right that moment, Coil needed information. He needed to know what was causing the roar in one timeline but not the other. Racing to his office, Coil pulled up the security feeds, and promptly blinked in surprise. There were two lions, and a blonde asian man even lankier than him making mincemeat of his security staff. The lions moved with speed beyond what he’d seen short of Movers, while the man in a black suit decorated with white bone patterns would flick his fingers and send shockwaves and bursts of wind that decimated his men.

The man, his eyes rings of red within pools of black, met the camera feed, and he spoke, his voice echoing through the audio feed like the voice of the Devil himself, “Be afraid, Thomas Calvert, for I am here.”

Coil’s eyes widened in shocked horror as he dropped the timeline.

{Timeline A - Safe}

Thomas Calvert sat at his desk, a cold sweat soaking his clothes. That man, he knew his name. He knew about the base, and he’d bet his next paycheck that he was the one who took the Alcott precog. That was bad, he had an enemy he didn’t know anything about, and no way for sure of finding him.

The key difference between the timelines were the Undersiders, so he couldn’t use his Tattletale to find information on him. He’d need to use his other avenues of information gathering.

He’d do so once he got his shaking under control.