You offer yourself to him willingly

"Oh, God, I need it!" you scream out. You let go of the tabaxi's hard rod and flip over so that you are facing him. Your legs are spread in offering, your moist sex welcoming him. You quickly grab his meat again and guide him to your wanting quim. His head moves past your tender lips ever so slowly. Your eyes roll back and your mouth drops open in a gasp as he enters you. You let go, allowing him to fully thrust into you. "Yes!" you yell out. The feeling of being penetrated the second time is much more pleasurable. Even the shame you should be feeling is swept away within the passion.

The tabaxi grabs ahold of your hips and begins to make powerful thrusts in and out of you. The barbs of his cock are brushing against your insides making you yell in wanton lust. Your back arches each time he pulls away and you moan each time he strikes into your hot tunnel. He reaches under you and lifts up your lower half to get a better angle for each thrust. His strikes are precise, hitting you exactly in the place that causes you to gasp eagerly.

"More! Oh, God, more," you say between gasps and moans. This creature has completely dominated your sense with lustful pleasure to a point where it's almost unbearable. You're getting ever closer to release. You need it more than anything in the world right now. You wrap your legs around the tabaxi in order to pull him deeper into you.

"I'm close, my little vixen," the rouge tabaxi says. He hammers into you with higher vigor. You can feel him swelling, the tiny barbs of his feline cock beginning to extend. The brush of the barbs brings you to release. At the same time, the beast man thrusts fully into you and throws his head back. You both come in unison, yelling in pleasure.

Your whole body convulses, your tight canal massaging the pulsing rod inside you. The creature holds still as he lets jets of cum into your lovely body.

Your eyes flutter as you try to regain your senses. But before you can fully catch your breath, the tabaxi begins thrusting into you once more. You gasp. Your cunt is especially sensitive from your orgasm. You can't help but be returned into the waves of pleasure as the tabaxi rabidly regains vigor. His cock returns to full hardness after a few thrusts and he's back to savagely pounding into you in a matter of moments.

The highwayman suddenly pulls out in order to flip you over onto all fours before he resumes his breeding of your luscious body. You can feel his previous seed splay out of your body from the hardened thrusts, rolling down the inside of your thigh. The sloppy sounds of hot mating echo through the air.

You're already approaching another orgasm from his animalistic thrusts and tickling barbs. You don't last long before you throw your head back and let out a throaty moan. You fall face first into the ground, unable to support yourself anymore. The tabaxi continues to saw in and out, supporting your rear with a powerful grasp.

"I will mate you as many times as it takes, my little vixen. Whether or not my seed will take, I will make sure to leave plenty of it inside you so that it has a chance to try." The tabaxi's claws dig into your tender rump as he continues his brutal pace. He shaft starts to swell again, ready to erupt. A loud roar bellows from his throat as he once more spews a fresh load into your waiting snatch. The pulse of his cock and heat of his load bring you to another orgasm.

Without pause, the beast man continues to thrust despite having just come. Your eyes roll upwards. The **** on your senses is overwhelming. "Oh, yes!" you yell in pleasure. "Don't stop..."

For some time the tabaxi mates with you. You both exchange orgasms and positions until hours have passed. Your lips are parched from having lost so much fluid and your pussy raw from the constant pounding.

The tabaxi lets loose one last batch of cum into your already overwhelmed womb before letting go of you and pulling out. You fall over, unable to support yourself from weakness. The tabaxi rises and picks up your loose shorts off the ground in order to clean his sticky prick. He throws the soiled shorts to you and pulls up his trousers.

"That will be enough. I have got my fill for the night, and hopefully so have you," the tabaxi says with a smirk, knowing full well that you're plenty filled now. "I can't take you with me, but perhaps I'll take this as something to remind me of you." The tabaxi cackles as he reaches down and takes your spear. He begins to walk away without another word.

You wonder whether you should call out to the highwayman. It will be dark soon, and you've just witnessed how **** you are to the dangers of the forest. The next encounter could be your last. If you could convince him to take you with him, he could keep you safe. But at the same time, disgust at what he has done to your body is creeping over.