No. Mrr'ro desires her to worship her as royalty should be.

A deep, pleased purr rumbles gently from the cat woman's chest as she watches her new ****, reveling in the scent of his seed and the knowledge that he would provide her with strong offspring, though she could still feel the the wet heat of her sex between her thighs and desired to explore much more of this intriguing male. The warrior princess took a step closer and placed one foot onto the male's chest. Her foot is shaped much like an Earth felines, with the points of her claw digging painfully into Josh's chest. She looks down at him, watching with a bemused expression while her right hand traces idle circles over her puffy feminine sex. Despite the direness of the situation, Josh can’t help but enjoy the situation, pinned under the exotic and powerful alien huntress' foot.

Mrr'ro smirked as she taunted her captive in a husky, purring voice, “A worthy tribute for your queen, you will make a wonderful stud, but I require more."

For a brief, confused moment Josh was left to wonder what she meant, but then his wrists and ankles are swiftly bound up with strips of thick, soft leather. Mrr'ro was swift and efficient in her task that she is able to finish before Josh's dumbstruck mind is even able to understand the situation. Bound as he is, the former starship mechanic is utterly helpless to resist this alien’s whims, and the best he could manage to resist her was to roll onto his side. It would be a futile and childish gesture, and he resolved himself to deal with whatever was to come without showing any fear or remorse.

Soon. Josh found the sky being blocked out by Mrr'ro’s curvy shadow as she stepped over your head, dripping sweet-smelling alien fluids onto his face. She does not drop all at once, instead inching herself down slowly, allowing the bound human to feel her sex dripping anxiously and filling the space between with pulsating heat that radiates from her sex.

Josh watched the fluid-slicked lips get closer and closer to his own, dripping more and more moisture from the excited cat woman’s passage onto his neck, causing his breath to catch each time and whimper with a need for more. As if that were a magic word, Mrr'ro plunged her pelvis down with violent **** onto her new pet, she slammed her hungry twat against his face, smearing her musky scent from chin to nose.

Though she still retains her hold upon her hunting spear, the cat warrior reached down with her free hand, running her fingers through his short hair as she ground her hips and sex against Josh's face, her pussy stiffling his ability to breath. "Worship me pet." She purrs out to him, though there is something in her tone that suggests that she will brook no disobience and with no other option but to get her off, Josh obeys his alien mistress. He opened his mouth and plunged his tongue into her depths, a moan escaping from him at the tangy sweetness of her juices and exploring the oddly textured interior of her passage. As he continued to eat her, he struggled with a growing arousal brought on by his restrain the the musky scent of the woman atop him.

"Ooooh, such a good pet!" He could hear her moaning out as her fingers tightened their grip in his hair "Worship your queen..."

Rocking her hips, Josh's alien mistress was grinding herself into his face, enhancing her stimulation while he was started to run out of air and feeling his lungs starting to burn with the need to take a breath. With a heady mix of sexual need and a desire for oxygen, he began to lash his tongue around inside of the woman atop him, even using his nose to brush against her clit. Though seemingly futile, his efforts are not in vain as he is able to hear cat woman voice crying out in to moans and gasps of pleasure that a part of his mind found cute and even sweet, though he was too focused on not being smothered in the woman's dripped sex.

Josh felt his vision starting to tunnel and dim as he felt her release wracking her svelte body as she started to ride the first waves of her orgasm. Though he was too far gone to realize it, his eyes had rolled back as his vision went completely dark. This does not stop Mrr'ro from filling her pet's mouth with her juices or slathering them all over his face as she got herself off on riding his face. Josh was nearly gone when she finally manages to pull herself off of him, aided by her spear as she moved to stand over her prize on very unsteady legs, grinning down at him. He coughed and sputtered as he drank down her sexual fluids, struggling back to consciousness, the raging inferno of his arousal being fed by the humiliation of being used in such a manner as his addled mind tried to make sense of it all.

He could feel his cock twitching and dripping pre-cum, on the edge of what promised to be a truly intense orgasm. Mrr'ro smirks as she looked down at him and pressed her foot against his cheek "I am glad that I found you, ****...you will make me the envy of all my sisters.”

It seemed that she was satisfied by Josh's tribute as she released his bindings "You may not touch yourself pet...your next tribute must be saved, you will leave what was yours, as my **** you will have no need of them."

With that she turned and headed off into the jungle with Josh following behind her.