Tail Between Her Legs

The girl’s words rang out in her head; a glimmer of hope amongst the darkness. The possibilities caused her skin to prickle with anticipation, although the good feelings that were beginning to course through her soon dissolved into abrupt suspicion.

Why does she want to help me? Kyra thought to herself carefully, looking upon the stranger with a skeptical eye. The girl was busy twirling towards the end of the stage, balancing agilely on her toes for the applauding crowd. She cast the cat demon a glance out of the corner of her eye, narrowing her gaze briefly. Kyra took the hint. I supposed I might as well follow her instructions, they sound valid enough… although that doesn’t mean I have to trust her.

Swallowing her anxieties she relaxed, once taut muscles loosening. Her arms rose timidly and she stepped forwards, the music seeming to take on a more exotic melody. The strings of a harp were plucked expertly in an alluring rhythm, accompanied by the soft tinkling of bells and the voices of flutes.

Kyra summoned all of her courage and hesitantly curved her lips into an enchanting grin, fingers stretching outwards as she twirled forwards, pirouetting. The sheer. gauzy fabric of her skirts fanned outwards, briefly allowing the audience a peek of creamy thighs. A few cheers rose up, the eyes fixated upon her graceful figure growing ravenous at each toying gesture.

Far, far in the back of the room another spectator stood, although he looked nothing like the rest. His gaze was calm and collected, as was his expression, although that all changed as Kyra seemed to take on new spirits.

It was Aerin. A pleased smirk crawled across his lips as he observed her flirtatious looks and provocative spins. He then paused, content expression slowly dissipating. What’s gotten into her? He mused thoughtfully, narrowing his eyes as he continued to watch.
The crowd roared as she slowly lowered herself to the floor of the stage, crawling about upon all fours, playing up her role of a kitten as her tail swayed back and forth leisurely. She made a soft mewling sound.

“Control yourselves,” she purred, grinning invitingly.

Her expression soon began to fade as eager hands suddenly lunged for her, clawing at the fabric that still kept her figure scantily veiled, tearing. She let out a startled yelp and tried to scurry backwards, but the firm hands around her wrists and ankles refused to let her go. They dragged the struggling demon closer, ravishing her beauty with their eyes and fingers and even their mouths. Her clothing had been torn to shreds and she was completely helpless to the surging masses of the crowd, helpless to each yearning touch.

Aerin scowled coldly. “Foolish bitch, she should have known this was coming… serves her right for that shameless teasing,” he muttered under his breath, prepared to wait a few more moments before calling upon the guards, not wanting his little pet damaged too badly. Only enough to teach her a lesson, of course.

Kyra squealed as foreign hands roughly cupped and fondled her exposed breasts, devious fingers pinching and pulling at her nipples painfully. Tears began to gleam in her eyes as someone threw her legs over their shoulders, spreading her thighs wide apart. She let out a shrill cry as their hand squeezed her inner thigh, calling out for help, her voice cracking and quivering with the effort.

That was when something much unexpected happened.

Kyra suddenly stilled. The cat demoness began to feel her cowardice crumble away just as quickly as it had come, replaced by something much more powerful; building, heated fury. It built and simmered within her like a tsunami, rearing to crash down upon each and everyone one of her violators. With a guttural snarl her eyes narrowed to thin slits, radiating a strange, silvery glow. The glowing spread until it had enveloped her entire body, the air suddenly growing thick.

The crowd flooded backwards now, the lust in their eyes dissolving into uneasiness. The man between her thighs let out a strangled gasp and stumbled backwards, staring in alarm. Low murmurs of fright resonated throughout the room, Aerin the one who finally called out for caution. “Step back!” he thundered over the noise. Everyone within the room complied instantly, various dancers on stage rushing behind the curtains with panic-stricken shrieks.

Kyra’s body suddenly began to tremble, more violently than before, a tremor running up her spine before spreading outwards all the way to her fingertips. There was a dazzling explosion of light which lasted mere seconds, followed abruptly by terrified screams.

With a fiery roar a cat-like beast stepped forwards, on all fours, pink and gold eyes narrowed. Everyone began to flee for the doors, trampling those who had fallen along with the guards who were attempting desperately to regain control. Shouts and cries filled the chamber.

The creature settled back on its haunches briefly, yellowy pelt glistening in the light, before lunging forwards and after the escaping crowd.

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Author\'s Note: I really appreciate the reviews, although I am slightly dissapointed with the small number of them. It really helps me write if I know there are some people out there who actually enjoy this story, so if you can take a second and just send a short review. Nothing special, just something to let me know that you\'re there. ^^ Anyways, I\'ve been trying to get the chapters up more quickly and hope no one\'s too upset with my slowness. -Dodges rotten tomatoes- X_x\'\'