The Mane Event
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Yeah. I would. And I know Id enjoy every minute of it.
Thats not a good idea, hoss.
Oh?
Im a fighter. I wont go down easy. No pun intended.
Good. I dont need any weak females in my bed. Now get over here and take your punishment like a good little pup.
Sorry, pussy. Cant do it.
Now a few feet from her, Brendon shrugged. Thats too bad, sexy.
He made a wild grab for her and she expertly dodged him, avoiding his arms and audaciously slapping his ass as she passed.
You little brat!
She laughed and leaped up on his bed, charging across it. He didnt bother running for her, instead leaping right from the spot where he stood. Shed reached the door when he tackled her from behind, knocking her to the ground.
Brendon used his arms to protect her while he made sure he fell on his side.
She struggled even as she laughed hysterically.
Shaw, you crazy bastard! Let me go!
Jumping to his feet, Brendon grabbed hold of her ankle and dragged her back to the bed. Oh, Im not letting you go, sexy. Not for a while anyway. Not ever.
He grabbed her waist and lifted her, tossing her on the bed. She tried to sprint away, but he slapped one hand against her back, and the power of it kept her right where she was. He had to be careful, though. Too hard a slam from his hand or paw could snap her back like a twig.
Ronnie kicked and cursed and laughed, trying her best to get away from Brendon. He sat on the edge of the bed and dragged her over his lap.
I have to say, Ronnie Lee, I love this ass. He reached between them and expertly got her shorts loose.
Dont even think about it, Shaw, she squealed when he pulled the denim off her ass.
Too late. He brought his hand down on one cheek.
Ow! You bastard!
That was just mean, Ronnie Lee. He slapped her other cheek.
Stop. Stop! She reached back and tried to cover her butt.
Now, now, Ronnie. You know how important it is to get your punishment.
Dont, she begged, even while she giggled. Ill do anything.
You say that, but I dont think you mean it. He raised his hand and she wiggled desperately.
I promise. Anything!
Brendon pretended to think about it for a second. Anything?
Yes.
Okay. Stay with me today. Well go out, have some fun, then come back here tonight.
Ronnie blinked in surprise. Spend the day together? I dont know
He raised his hand again.
Okay!Okay! Ill spend the day with you.
And tonight.
You said the day.
He brought his hand down on her ass and she howled. Literally. All right! Tonight, too.
Promise?
Yes. I promise.
Good.
Brendon didnt say anything for a minute, and finally she looked over her shoulder at him. What?
You wet, sexy?
Smirking, she looked away. Maybe.
He shoved her back on the bed and pulled her shorts completely off.
What are you doing?
I cant leave you like this. All wet and horny because of little ol me.
She rolled her eyes. Oh puhleeze!
Brendon pushed his basketball shorts down and put her legs on his shoulders. He grabbed the last condom from the box on the nightstand, making a mental note to pick up more while they were out. No need to beg, sexy. Ill take care of it.
Are they all like you?
All what? Cats?
Yeah.
They want to be, but theyre not kings of the jungle. Only I am. She looked up at him with one raised eyebrow. He shrugged and added, Duh, before he buried himself balls-deep inside her and took care of it.
Ronnie pulled out a pair of black jeans, a black sweater that would show some cleavage, and her favorite pair of black cowboy boots. Shaw really seemed to like her in cowboy boots. Now if she could get him in a pair of cowboy boots, all would be right with her world.
Smiling, Ronnie made a small pile of her clothes and then stood by the bed trying to figure out what else she might be forgetting. She knew she probably forgot something. Especially with her mind wandering back to last night with Shaw. She could say in all honesty shed never had such a good time before in bed, and shed had many good times in bed. Yet something about being with Shaw felt so right.
Whatever. Until the last year or so, Ronnie had never been a big-time worrier, concerned with how events would play out a few months or years down the line. And she wouldnt start now with Shaw. Shed keep this relationship as simple as she kept all the others. Theyd have a good time now and end it when it got boring. She gave what they currently had about a three-day shelf life. She figured by New Years Eve theyd both be looking for something more in line with who they are. Shaw would want back into some Pride, and Ronnie would be on the lookout for the wolf of her dreams.
Until then, until they were both so bored they couldnt stand the sight of each other, she and Shaw would merely enjoy the momentsand have astounding sex.
Thats not a good idea, hoss.
Oh?
Im a fighter. I wont go down easy. No pun intended.
Good. I dont need any weak females in my bed. Now get over here and take your punishment like a good little pup.
Sorry, pussy. Cant do it.
Now a few feet from her, Brendon shrugged. Thats too bad, sexy.
He made a wild grab for her and she expertly dodged him, avoiding his arms and audaciously slapping his ass as she passed.
You little brat!
She laughed and leaped up on his bed, charging across it. He didnt bother running for her, instead leaping right from the spot where he stood. Shed reached the door when he tackled her from behind, knocking her to the ground.
Brendon used his arms to protect her while he made sure he fell on his side.
She struggled even as she laughed hysterically.
Shaw, you crazy bastard! Let me go!
Jumping to his feet, Brendon grabbed hold of her ankle and dragged her back to the bed. Oh, Im not letting you go, sexy. Not for a while anyway. Not ever.
He grabbed her waist and lifted her, tossing her on the bed. She tried to sprint away, but he slapped one hand against her back, and the power of it kept her right where she was. He had to be careful, though. Too hard a slam from his hand or paw could snap her back like a twig.
Ronnie kicked and cursed and laughed, trying her best to get away from Brendon. He sat on the edge of the bed and dragged her over his lap.
I have to say, Ronnie Lee, I love this ass. He reached between them and expertly got her shorts loose.
Dont even think about it, Shaw, she squealed when he pulled the denim off her ass.
Too late. He brought his hand down on one cheek.
Ow! You bastard!
That was just mean, Ronnie Lee. He slapped her other cheek.
Stop. Stop! She reached back and tried to cover her butt.
Now, now, Ronnie. You know how important it is to get your punishment.
Dont, she begged, even while she giggled. Ill do anything.
You say that, but I dont think you mean it. He raised his hand and she wiggled desperately.
I promise. Anything!
Brendon pretended to think about it for a second. Anything?
Yes.
Okay. Stay with me today. Well go out, have some fun, then come back here tonight.
Ronnie blinked in surprise. Spend the day together? I dont know
He raised his hand again.
Okay!Okay! Ill spend the day with you.
And tonight.
You said the day.
He brought his hand down on her ass and she howled. Literally. All right! Tonight, too.
Promise?
Yes. I promise.
Good.
Brendon didnt say anything for a minute, and finally she looked over her shoulder at him. What?
You wet, sexy?
Smirking, she looked away. Maybe.
He shoved her back on the bed and pulled her shorts completely off.
What are you doing?
I cant leave you like this. All wet and horny because of little ol me.
She rolled her eyes. Oh puhleeze!
Brendon pushed his basketball shorts down and put her legs on his shoulders. He grabbed the last condom from the box on the nightstand, making a mental note to pick up more while they were out. No need to beg, sexy. Ill take care of it.
Are they all like you?
All what? Cats?
Yeah.
They want to be, but theyre not kings of the jungle. Only I am. She looked up at him with one raised eyebrow. He shrugged and added, Duh, before he buried himself balls-deep inside her and took care of it.
Ronnie pulled out a pair of black jeans, a black sweater that would show some cleavage, and her favorite pair of black cowboy boots. Shaw really seemed to like her in cowboy boots. Now if she could get him in a pair of cowboy boots, all would be right with her world.
Smiling, Ronnie made a small pile of her clothes and then stood by the bed trying to figure out what else she might be forgetting. She knew she probably forgot something. Especially with her mind wandering back to last night with Shaw. She could say in all honesty shed never had such a good time before in bed, and shed had many good times in bed. Yet something about being with Shaw felt so right.
Whatever. Until the last year or so, Ronnie had never been a big-time worrier, concerned with how events would play out a few months or years down the line. And she wouldnt start now with Shaw. Shed keep this relationship as simple as she kept all the others. Theyd have a good time now and end it when it got boring. She gave what they currently had about a three-day shelf life. She figured by New Years Eve theyd both be looking for something more in line with who they are. Shaw would want back into some Pride, and Ronnie would be on the lookout for the wolf of her dreams.
Until then, until they were both so bored they couldnt stand the sight of each other, she and Shaw would merely enjoy the momentsand have astounding sex.
