~Lemon collection~

"Hold on tight you freaky bitch~" (Scourge X OC)

Kink Warning: Biting, Anal sex, Begging, Sexual language, Cum, Masterbation.

  A soft breeze hummed through the trees and brought the sounds of chattering people lost in their conversations in the busy market. A leather jacket reflecting the light of the summer sun, green quills dance in the wind like grass, and eyes of ice scan in the area around a young man. Snuffing a cigarette and putting on a cocky grin as he heard someone call his name. "Scourge!" The call was coming from a redheaded chipmunk female, with deep sapphire eyes, and a blue vest. "Whadaya want Red?" He spoke in his gravelly voice now annoyed to see her face. "First of all, stop calling me 'Red' you know my name is Sally right? Second, you owe the royal Acorn family 3,000 rings, and I'm here to collect the payment." "Well, I ain't got the dough kiddo. Go back to the spa and pamper yourself." "What are you doing in the market then? You said you don't have any money, so what are you doing here?" He lowered his shades to look at her with an icy glare, "What? A guy's not allowed to get something to eat!? I never said I didn't have any money, I said I don't have your payment. Only enough for something nice to eat tonight." "Well then you'll give me what you have. You've had long enough already!" "Look, princess, it's either you leave me alone, or I tell EVERYONE who was cheating on you with me a couple of years ago. I'm sure the rumor will spread faster than he can run." Sally simply gave him an enraged growl and stomped off, usually, that would put the smirk on, but for some reason, it didn't. He walked up to an orange and red cat, with one blue eye and one red eye, her black and purple hair falling over her shoulders and light blue T-shirt, while her Jean shorts cling to her body, she turns around swiftly when she hears her name being called, "Hey Mable! Got anything interesting for me today?" "Well that depends, your definition of interesting seems to change every time you come here." "All right let me put it this way; got anything different today?" "Ooh believe me Scourge, I have something REAL different." Her smile turned to a questioning face, "Still into guys? Or was the breakup too hard for ya.." "DO NOT REMIND ME OF THAT!!!" Scourge suddenly found himself yelling, a silent tear rolled down his cheek. "Oh my God... you actually loved him... I'm sorry dude. But seriously, still into men?" "Yeah..." She walked over into a cage that looked like someone was sleeping in there, "Calls himself B.a.s. He's a feisty one and a bit rude but knowing you I'm sure you'll manage." The figure in the cage was a Jackal, skinny and curled up in a ball, using his own tail as a blanket, his ears flattened against his head, his eyes are closed peacefully. "You sure the little twig will be able to survive?" " Who knows? Maybe, maybe not. It depends on what kind of work you want 'em to do." "How much?" "100 rings." Scourge paid the amount, lifted the cage onto a cart, draped a tarp over it and took him back home. 

-Timepass-

The jackal awoke in a comfortable bed, pillows made red velvet, blankets warm and snug. But he also saw the green hedgehog sitting at the foot of the bed. It startled him slightly and he squealed in surprise. "W-who are you..?" "Scourge. I'm your new master. You're my new maid." "You couldn't hire a woman to do a woman's job? And who says I'm taking orders from you anyway!?" A cigarette was tossed skillfully into an ashtray, Scourge pinned the slightly larger male down by his wrists, and stared into his eyes. "I do. Now you are going to listen to me, and do everything I say." Slightly intimidated, the Jackal squeaked and nodded. "Now, let's give you a nickname. Bas is just kinda awkward. How about.." he looked down at the figure below him, taking in the curves, edges, and how tight his clothing was. "Sexy." Pink blush spread across Bas' face, "S-sexy...?" "Would you prefer Maid?" The black Jackal shook his head and looked down. Scourge crawled off Bas, "Alright, put this on." He's holding up a maid dress and some lingerie. "Do I have to?" The dark one asked, embarrassed. That ugly grin crept onto his face, "Yes." With his confidence dashed and nothing to lose, Bas obeyed his new master with crimson cheeks and a submissive posture. "First order of business, my rules; 1: As long as you are here, you belong to me and me alone. 2: I won't pay you with money. I will pay you by letting you live here for free, have total freedom as to what you can access, and if you're especially good, I'll reward you with a surprise. 3: You can't go outside without me. I don't want anything to happen to you." Scourge seemed sad at the end, his eyes glazed over with a hunted past. "Seems reasonable..." Bas thought aloud. Scourge walked over to his golden throne made of fake skulls, "Your first job is to go grab a baguette, some 12year Cheese, and a bottle of wine from the cellar and pour us each a glass. If you don't drink, you can have some water." "Right away sir..."