Tigress in Deer Skin

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Senator Harran

"Ah!! OHH!!" the woman writhed beneath me, her shapely ass stuck out as lied her big fake tits on the desk as I thrust my cock into her, rubbing her nipples on the cool metal as she squealed in pleasure. I buried my length inside her again and again, eager to feel her soft white furred body against mine as I thrust deeply into her.

She was still fairly clothed, when I ordered her she was dressed in long mesh stockings, a short skirt that displayed her underwear, 6-inch black heels, and a tube top that barely made her decent… the hair however was my idea. A bright red wig is what I requested of her. Body wise she had a big ass and fake breasts, a slender waist and big pouty red lipstick lips, and a pretty face.

But to be honest they looked nothing alike. She was a fuck toy… the one she was emulating was a goddess. Luckily from behind the imagination could work as hard as my cock…

"Oh senator your so good…" she purred panting erotically as I grabbed her shoulders and pulled her harder against my thrust, "Oh force it's so deep inside me!" I wanted to pull her hair, but it was a wig and I had made that mistake before. But my cock still throbbed at the thought and she gasped wildly on top of me. My hands went from her shoulders to her neck, pulling her against me as my cock readied itself for release. He gagged a little as I tightened my grip, groaning as I made her body bounce.

"Raagh!!" I roared incoherently as I slammed my cock against her soft ass, burying inside her completely as I released my thick load into her tight cathar pussy. She whimpered, feeling my seed rush into her purchased womb before I shoved her callously down onto the desk again, panting in exhaustion as I pulled out of her warmth… my seed dripping ever so gently from her used hole as her ass quivered. I raised a hand.

SMACK!

She yelped and glared at me, I glared back, "Shake it." I ordered, "I'm not done with you yet." When she didn't obey immediately I smacked her other cheek so hard her hips swung to the side and she began to bounce her ass cheeks against my hips, gently encouraging my length back to hardness when my intercom buzzed.

"Sir." Came my secretary, Marco's, voice. "Your WIFE is coming up. I tried to stop her, but you know what she's like…" I cursed, grabbing my whore's wig and pulling it off, forgetting that it wasn't her hair. And revealing a short buzz cut of hair, I tossed the wig under the desk and grabbed her through her under there too and grabbed a collection of missives and papers. Sitting down and trapping my hooker between me and the desk. Her blue eyes glared at me.

"Shut up." I said cutting her off as I began to 'work' "…And what are you waiting for?" I growled, grabbing her head and pulling her lips to my cock. "You're not done." Her lips pouted against my length, but she kissed it, licking at my skin as she opened her mouth and began to suck, I slowly guided her up and down my length at a steady pace and I sighed contentedly. "…Not a sound," I said as my beast of a wife entered.

Once she was a beautiful rising star in the holo-vid world, now she was just another face in the vids. And although still beautiful I had lost interest in her when I caught her with her golf trainer… although I kept that to myself. "Anton are you prepared for tonight? I don't want to be late for the after party." She said immediately, brushing her 2000 credit haircut out of her pretty face.

"After party…" I said softly, then I remembered. How could I forget? Spy Games 3! "Oh! Yes of course!" I said. Shit after everything I 'prepared' for tonight I couldn't believe I forgot. "Yes. Yes everything is ready…" I inwardly grinned, everything was indeed ready. It would be a night to remember… I reached under the desk, grabbed my proxy's face, and pulled her down my cock, feeling her throat contort on my length. "So sorry dear but I do have just a few more minutes of work to do. I'll have Marco take you to the party and I'll meet you there." I said casually, buzzing the com. "Marco?"

"Yes Senator Harran?"

"Please have some of the men escort my wife to the Spy Games 3 party… I'll join her once I'm finished."

"Of course sir."

My wife smiled at me sweetly, with lips she more than likely used on our pool boy earlier today and walked out, "See you soon dear." She said kindly and I nodded as the door shut, then I frowned. She really thought I was an idiot.

I felt a hard slap on my leg and I looked down as my whore struggled to breathe I released her standing back up and pulling her out from under the desk. "Change of plans." I said smugly, tossing her back onto the desk and spreading her legs, "Going to have to finish work quickly." I sneered, bending down to pick up the wig and slap it onto her head before shoving my cock back into her wet pussy. She felt good, slick and warm like lube on my dick as I thrust eagerly inside her, she gasped and shuddered, adjusting the wig more convincingly on her head as I grunted while I thrust.

'Circe! Circe! Circe! Circe!' he chanted in my mind as her body formed the beautiful holo-movie star in my mind; panting, gasping, pleading for more as her breasts bounced before me. I clambered up onto the desk, folding her legs up as she stared in surprise, not expecting a man of my age and… admittedly, girth to be so active. I began to moan at my eminent release, intent on breeding the beautiful Circe beneath me as her claws desperately scratched the desk and her legs bounced at my thrusts.

I roared my release, pinning her to the desk as I pressed down and fired, filling up her insides as she gasped. And turned back into the whore… I kept filling her anyway… I'd have the real thing soon enough. I made sure I was empty, my hooker panting gently as I pulled out and wiped off the residue on her leg as they flopped down over the desk.

"Woo…" she whispered, casually wiping my loose seed at her crotch and crudely wiping it off with a box of nearby tissues. "You had a lot today." She said getting off my desk, smirking cruelly at me. "Alright Harran that's 5000 credits. You know the drill…"

"Senator Harran." I corrected, transferring her money as she pulled her panties back up her leg.

"Uh huh… see you next week." She said casually waving me off and tossing the wig I made her wear on my couch as she walked off and waved to Marco, "See you too Marco." She added, with a smrik.

But if everything went to plan tonight, I wouldn't ever need to see her again…

CIRCE

"Congratulations Ms. Bessana!" the nice man said trying to shake my hand only to be warded off by a very angry red-armored Mandalorian. "Uh…" he looked the imposing bodyguard up and down for a moment and cleared his throat. "…Could I… have an autograph?"

I smiled charmingly at him and gave him one as he quickly walked off, "Honestly Hirai you could try to be less like a wall of spiked metal."

Hirai-Ken, raven black hair and hawk-like eyes glared at me, but took a nearby glass of champagne and began to sip. She had worn her shiniest armor for the event, acting as my escort and bodyguard with special permission. I was 'still under threat' as it were. But my group of guards had been steadily replaced by single, excellent ones. Namely the Ken family themselves… Hirai, being the most recent and longest, wasn't much of a conversationalist but she did do excellent work.

"…You could take a cue from your niece." I noted with a smile, waving to a group of people at the after party. "How about a smile?" her eyes narrowed, and her arms folded across her armored chest. "…A huh…" I noted, not bothered in the least. "Well, I guess you aren't being paid to be friendly." I noted, still grinning.

"Ms. Bessana…" came a slimy voice that made my fur curl and actually broke my stoic smile a little.

"Shit." I hissed softly through my grin as Hirai actually looked amused. "…Senator Harran…" I noted, trying my best to keep the vomit down. "I didn't know you'd be attending…" then added under my breath, "I would've stayed home."

Senator Harran was a slimy, out of shape, entitled piece of shit that had a rather unfortunate infatuation with me. Not to toot my own horn, but I get it: I'm pretty. I don't care how 'rich and powerful' you are I'm not going to sleep with you, especially if you're married. Before I could stop him he grabbed my hand and shook it, "As always Ms. Bessana you are a credit to the republic, we are all blessed to have your talents on the Holo-screen…"

…And he walked away… okay he was up to something. I scowled, taking a nearby napkin and wiping off the slimy feeling I felt. "Have some crackers Hirai…" I said, feeling disgusted, even nauseous. "I'm going to wash my hand…" she nodded, and surprisingly took a nearby snack, tasting it and blanching as I found the girl's room.

I turned on the faucet and let the water hit my hand. Suddenly there was a sizzling sound and my hand began to smoke. There was actual slime on my hand! And water activated it?! The smoke entered my nose-

"-Ugh what?!" I sat up and felt an odd yank around my neck I felt it, it was a collar… and a leash!? I followed the tiny rope down to the end, it was secured to a bedpost by a padlock… a bedpost? I was on a bed. In a tacky room… dressed in… I looked down and glared angrily at my clothing. I wasn't in my tasteful dress anymore I was in some sort of… holo-girl slave fetish thing. Who wears a metal bikini?! Why wasn't there anything under the cloth at my waist?! I got off the, I guess circular, bed and walked testing the length of the leash… it let me walk two feet off the side of the bed. I frowned this was the opposite of good… but at least I knew who to blame.

"Hello Ms. Bessana." Came a sudden voice, modulated and obviously a droid. A tall spindly thing, with a perfectly round head it jerked into the room. It was RBD model, republic butler droid, assigned to members of the… senate. Mother fucker. "I am RBD-34, it is a pleasure to greet you today…"

I glared at him, but managed to maintain a cool head, yanking the leash gently, "…Why am I here?" knowing the answer already. Harran was in for a very, very violent night…

"Apologies Ms. Bessana but I'm afraid Senator Harran has requested and insisted you stay in this room." He then held up an injector, "And has also informed me to use this if you become uncooperative."

I sighed. He really was a stupid, fucking, dick driven piece of shit… "RBD-34. You're a butler droid correct?"

"Indeed Ma'am as is my protocol."

"…And you do know that butler droids assigned to senators were originally designed by SIS agents?" I asked very calmly.

"…I was… unaware of that factoid ma'am. Is… there some importance to that?"

"Small one." I said, smiling politely, pinching my fingers together "I understand that as a droid assigned to said senator it's not your fault if he makes you an accomplice in a kidnapping and enslavement charge., so I'm going to speak very slowly." I took a deep breath, "Activate Wolf in Sheep's clothing protocal: Active command, emergency contact SIS agency."

RBD-34 twitched, "…I… understand ma'am." It said rather confused, "Activating Communications."

I sat on the bed an hour later, patiently tapping my foot as I waited for the complete and utter fuck up. He entered with little more than his underwear on, eagerly pulling out what looked like another injector gun… probably to 'domesticate' me…

He grinned at me cruelly, "Hello Circe…" he said licking his lips like a slob.

"Harran…" I said breathlessly, gently caressing my sides as he approached, "I've been waiting forever…" I moaned. He cringed slightly, utterly enthralled as I slapped him in the face with a dose of pheromones. Not nearly as strong as Dad's or Roly's but good enough to make him lust drunk in his state.

"I've been waiting for their moment…" he said dropping the gun and approaching, stripping completely as he moved to the bed…

Boy was that a mistake…

He squealed like a piglet as my foot slammed up into his balls, dropping to the floor feebly as I got off the bed and removed the leash from the corner bedpost. RBD had unlocked it earlier. Harran didn't even bother to check; Stupid idiot. He looked up and me, I corrected his gaze as my fist slammed into his cheek, he hit the floor so hard I heard it crack under the blow. He whimpered pathetically and tried to crawl away, but I grabbed his leg and pulled him back, stomping hard on the back of his head as he pleaded for me to stop. But he had to learn hard what he did was wrong… and I'd like to see him talk his way out of the severe beating I was about to give him.

"That was acting JACKASS!" I snarled at him as I kept up the beating.

"Madam Bessana…" RBD interrupted politely as he re-entered the room, my fists halting their assault on Harran and his weeping form. "The SIS Agents you ordered have arrived."

"Thank you BD I'll go and greet them…" I grabbed Harran by the back of the neck, forcing him naked from the room and hurling his bleeding, broken body down the stairs, bouncing like a fleshy rubber ball as he skidded to a stop on the floor in front of a breathtakingly beautiful Togruta female. A Distinct Scarlet color to her skin, and a cool but confident look in her eyes she glared coldly down at Harran as he whimpered and covered his shame before looking up at me and smiling.

"He should watch his step… falling down stairs like that." My 'Aunt'/ Mom #3 Scarlet Trooper grabbed Harran by the hair and yanked him to his feet. "…You really thought you'd get away with kidnapping Circe Bessana?" she examined his face and promptly tossed him back to the floor, "Kidnapping, enslavement, use of an illegal substance, I'm sure we can add more but slap an indecency charge as well before you take Mr. Harran to his tribunal will you?" the other two SIS agents carried the nude and bleeding Harran out of the mansion and shook her head disdainfully at me.

"A broken nose? A few scratches? You could've hit him harder Circe I taught you better than that…"

"I threw him down some stairs." I added, strutting majestically down them myself as I gave my aunt a loving hug, "What took you?"

"I was halfway across the planet dealing with a few of Tuuba's thugs." She sighed, exasperatedly, "…Your bodyguard is having a fit by the way."

"She's going to get yelled at by her brother later, so we should let her vent." I noted, "BD my clothes please I am not giving the tabloids a photo of me in this… travesty to fashion."

"Of Course, Madam Bessana." The droid replied cheerfully.

"Oh. Aunt Scarlet can I keep him? Considering we just put his employer in jail?" I asked, giving her the 'look': big pleading eyes and pouty lips. "Please… I'll take good care of him!"

"He's not a Kath hound Circe he's an expensive piece of republic property and…" she tried to turn away from my pleading face and sighed, "Fine I can't say no to that face… but next time you get kidnapped you better hurt them much better than that!" she gestured to the landspeeder with Harran bound in the back.

"I broke the last one's neck…" I replied calmly, "I can't very well kill a senator I have an image to keep."

"But could you imagine the headlines?" Scarlet replied casually, waving a hand slowly in front of me, "Beloved Actress Circe Firemane: Tigeress in Deer skin…" she smiled and rolled my eyes.

"…That was awful." But I smiled when she used my real name, it was nice to hear it. "Did you see my movie?" I asked casually as BD returned with my clothes.

"I saw it two weeks ago after it was done being edited. I couldn't make the official viewing." Scarlet replied, "Good as always… but seriously they brought back the villain from the last one? Couldn't they find another actor? they shot him in the head at the end of Spy Games 2."

I just shrugged, "No idea, his scenes were all shot in secret until the last possible moment, the shock on my face in his reveal scene? Totally real, but only because I had the same damn thought."

Scarlet chuckled, and smiled at me, affectionately ruffling my hair as I glared playfully at her. "Well we'll thank the poorly written movies for your knowledge of SIS assets… luckily this RBD was an older model."

"I am not that old madam!" he replied, but I patted his chrome shoulder.

"Its all right. It's a good thing…" I noted kindly, getting in the landspeeder she had brought with him. "…Please, tell me I can inform Harran's soon to be ex-wife?"

Scarlet smirked knowingly at me, "Of course not. You have an image to keep."

I pouted. Oh well…

End of Chapter.