"Regardless of how she came to be with child, she must be punished. It is the way." A voice of honey spoke.
"The child should be let be. It may be saved." Another voice interjected.
"No, it should be erased. No one can know what was spawned." This voice was quiet, contemplative.
"We will judge when the time for judgment comes. Until then, be silent. Let us see." A voice old with age spoke from somewhere in the darkness. It silenced everything.
"As you wish." A fire came alive in the middle of the room, illuminating twelve people seated around it. One loan member of the group, somehow different than the others, stood next to the pyre. She whispered words of encouragement to the flames in a language that has died many times. Quickly, a raging fire dominated the small room. A thundering command rang from her lips as smoke filled the room. There, in the smoke, the other twelve saw the woman that had become the cause for this meeting.
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Kepi could feel hands around her. They were touching her, everywhere. It was intoxicating. She loved to dance. It made her feel free. Once more, she looked around the room, searching for someone to spend the night learning and for anyone she may know. This would not be the time to see one of her pride members. Her addiction was frowned upon. She loved the silly humans. They were fun toys. She had yet to find one that stole her fancy completely. The one she had would be devastatingly boring or very hard to get rid of. It was one of those things she just knew. He was pretty though, and cocky. Kepi liked them that way. It meant she could spend hours torturing them, making them submit to her over and over again.
Her hips swayed with her pet's hips. She left no space between them, left no questions as to what he would be getting tonight. The feline in her took over, slowly. Her movements became less stumbling, less human. Everything was fluid, from the motion of her hips to the roll of her shoulders. He would think her a force of a nature, think himself immensely great in his conquest of her. It almost made her laugh. She turned and looked at him, her black eyes piercing him with a knowing stare. Coupled with the sway of her body, the look could disarm any man completely. Her pet was no exception. She kissed him, deeply and slowly. Her tongue explored every part of his mouth and ran along his lips. He matched her, as best as he could. His tongue danced against her demanding one, seeking control. Kepi pressed herself more firmly against him, felt the hard bulge that was deliciously large. That was a stroke of luck on her part.
His hands went to her hair, pulling slightly and tilting her for better access. She enjoyed his taste, it was sweet. It wasn't long before she felt his restlessness. His itch to claim her with his hands and then other various parts of himself was overwhelming. She smelled his desire so strongly that she ached for him. It took seconds to grab his hand, to pull him through the crowd. She felt a pull in another direction as she was going, but pushed it off. Nothing was as important as feeling him, learning him. There were rooms, she knew of them and used them often. Not everyone was allowed, but once she had fucked the manager and the owner so silly that they had agreed to let her come back anytime.
Kepi pushed the door open of her favorite room. It was scarlet with black trim. The owner had built it as his own private room. Kepi liked that it wasn't used often. There were all kinds of toys hidden, if you knew where to look. She didn't need them right now though. They would be fun later.
