Azure City, November 24th, 1981 A popular strip club, after hours…
“Oh… I knew I had admirers, but I did expect them to show up in my room!” Lance Hughes, star exotic dancer of the Den of Delights, chuckled to himself as he noticed the young woman hiding in the shadowy corner. “I don’t normally give autographs, or private shows, but perhaps I’ll make an excep- eh?” The brown-furred feline stepped back in surprise at the confidence the leather-clad tabby cat jumped out at him and pinned him against the wall.
“Oh, I’m a big fan of you, indeed.” The intruder purred. “Call me Tabitha~ And I have been watching you for a while now~” Despite his size advantage, Lance still was stammering like a nervous schoolboy. “A-ah, you have seen my movies too, then? I know the acting isn’t important, but I do like to give it a little personali -tmmph!?” He didn’t get to say much more before a large rag got shoved into his mouth. Fortunately, it was clean, but it silenced him pretty thoroughly and, in his shock, Tabitha was free to wrestle him onto the chair in his room, pulling out a roll off duct tape to secure his arms and torso to it. “Oh yes, they are some of my favourites! Especially ‘Hostage Hunk’ was very… inspiring~” She answered with genuine admiration in her voice, sticking several tight strips of tape over her captive’s lips to seal the stuffing inside.
“Hmmnnph…” The distressed dancer groaned in embarrassment while his captress finished his restraints, but also, to his surprise, in enjoyment. He was no stranger to bondage, having played both captor and captive in many erotic short movies, but he never expected his fantasies of encountering a real-life lady burglar to happen. “Mmmff~” The captive cat shifted to adjust his suddenly tightening pants, which appeared to be Tabitha’s cue to daintily sit down on his lap. “Not even hiding how much you’re into this, hmm~? But we can’t have the neighbours know I’m enjoying you without paying~” She teased, pulling a handkerchief from her cleavage to tightly tie over Lance’s muzzle, getting him even more flustered as he now huffed her scent with every breath.
“I’ll tell you a secret… I’ve been wanting to catch for a long time~ And I’m happy I did~” “Mmh tmmh…” “We should do this more often, don’t you think~?”
Yup, folks, if the fur pattern didn’t give it away, that man will eventually become Alicia’s father! I’ll definitely get more art of Lance’s and Tabitha’s relationship getting (even) more intimate, and he what mister Hughes is up to today. Believe me, he still got it. ;)
Art by :iconGreat_Nix_Fox: Lance Hughes and Tabitha Young are my characters
