Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-37315504-20181225211433/@comment-72.65.52.132-20181226225409

He pulled so hard on the cuff around his ankle he let out a grunting yell and bled. More cars were arriving, one truck had a tripod and a large camera in the bed. The Manticore stood up and sauntered toward him with a strut that made him feel dirty watching it. He backed away until the chain pulled taut forcing him to hop on one foot before falling back and suddenly sitting with a grunt. The Manticore stood over him, head tilted slightly, a sneering grin on her gorgeous lips.

Then another one came out of the bushes.

"Oh dear lord, another one." He muttered as he desperately twisted his arms against the bonds. Behind the Manticore before him he noticed a drone in the sky, the huge crowd outside the wire must be getting a great view.

The Manticore squatted down, her large tail swishing, arms on thighs, hands hanging between her legs. She looked around disinteresedly. The other one came up behind the first.

"You want the front or the back?"

"Hmm. Maybe we could tear him into bite sized chunks first."

The one squatting laughed and bared her teeth at him.

"Look, ladies" twist, grunt "I know your not going to eat me, or harm me" he lay back now breathing hard. In spite of himself he was hard, they had an odd perfumey, musky stink that was clouding his thoughts. "This isn't very sporting, is it? I thought you were huntresses!"

The standing one came and squatted by his head and held it in her hands. The one at his feet held his thighs, digging claws in that made him cry out and arch his back.

"The manticore holding his head leaned done and nibbled his ear, a bit too hard, he felt warmth from blood. She whispered to him.

"No we won't kill you smart ass but we will enjoy hurting you if you don't co-operate. We all have an escape in progress. So put on a good show, scream and cry, beg, plead..." she got even closer and ran her tounge down his face "or I'll really hurt you."

He had no doubt she would. It was a great sin that her voice was so breathlessly raspily sexy saying such things. But he got into it,

A wailing howl of fear and pain erupted from him, "nooooOOOOO! Don't eat me! Someone! HELP MEEEE!!!" All the while he bucked and thrashed and screamed. Distantly he heard, cheers? The sick fucks outside the wire were /cheering/! He kept squirming and fighting as the two manticores shredded his clothing as the got them off him. This was exhausting and his stuggles grew less. The drone had come down close and he looked up at it in fear and despair. One of the manticores smiled wickedly and waved the drone closer even as she tilted his head back.

"Smile for the camera!" Then under her breath said to the other manticore, "and...now".

A pussytail slammed against the drone, sending it sparking and whining into the dirt. He was roughly rolled into the dirt as well and out of the hole he'd emerged from a stream of manticores and wurms shot out as if fired from a cannon. Strong hands held him down and he groaned, he was incredibly horny now but they worked at releasing his bonds.

The crowd was in chaos, mamono diving out of the sky at the humans. They could run but not hide. Many were being carried off.

He stood up, rubbing his wrists.

"Now what!?"

They looked at each other then at him, smirking.

"Come with us if you want to live."

They ran.

"Why not fly!?" He cried, running after.

"They disabled our wings. Explanations later! Keep up!"

He put his head down and moved.

(Note: I haven't verified my account yet but this was written by Wintermage)