NOTE: This fanfic is rated very PG-13 for mild adult situations, sexual innuendo, racial slurs and classism (discrimination on other social classes). Familiar Thundercats characters belong to Warner Bros. Original characters you never read about belong to me!
A beige Thunderian servant girl gathers the remaining laundry from the royal quarters to be wash. After taking the last load from the vacant bedroom of Prince Tygra, she exited out and followed down the corridor to the washroom. She paused for a second to look behind her because she swore she heard footsteps. However, the corridor was very empty thus she continued her stroll.
The cat maid entered the washroom to find another cat maid taking down the dry laundry hanging near by a large window. It's a royal norm to avoid hanging clothes outside the palace walls in compare to the overcrowded slums of Thundera.
The maid with the dry clothes bid farewell to the maid with dirty clothes before she exited the room leaving the other maid to clean the clothes herself. The beige cat pour clean water into a big wooden tub by a pump, showered powder detergent, and selected clothes that needed to be washed first. As she began to scrub white trousers with a washboard, she heard more footsteps behind her.
Frustrated, she turns around and shouts, "Whiskers! I know you're there!" But she lost all her courage the moment she saw a very muscular tiger at the door. On the other hand, she softens her expression because she knew the handsome young tiger very well…too well.
"Oh I'm sorry…I didn't mean to disturb your work," Tygra apologized to the maid. He entered the room with a smirk and said sheepishly, "will I be reprimanded, miss?"
The maid went along with the role-play. Her light blue eyes gaze up and down on Tygra's board frame. Impishly, she covered mouth to hide her nervous giggle. She replied, "Since you are distracting me from my routine…I have no choice but to punish you anyway."
She wore a long green dress with a low curved neckline that revealed a tiny cleavage but acceptably enough to pass the servant dress code. Her brown hair was covered with a big bandana for security when working in the palace. Even her dress was fitted to show off her full-figured body that drove Tygra and other tomcats wildly.
Tygra coiled up his bolo whip and latched it behind his back. He asked, "I'm ready when you are ready to carry out your sentence, beautiful."
The beautiful maid giggled more. Then she straightens up and orders politely, "First, close the door and lock it. I do not want any more disruptions. Second, you shall wait there until I finish my chores. I will think of an appropriate punishment in the meantime, Prince Tygra." After issuing instructions, she turned around to continue her routine.
Tygra locked the door while his eyes still gaze at the maid's voluptuous figure. Then he leaned back on the concrete wall, crossed his arms, and smiled with a smug expression as he gazed at the maid's nicely round ass. The tiger prince growl suggestively, which caused the young maid to blush feverously.
"I'm only curious to ask…what does this handsome tomcat want from a humble servant like me?" The feline maid guessed playfully as she went along with the game.
The maid bent over the tub at an angle to reach for the trousers in order to entice the prince further. She also had a furry thick tail in which she curled it back to give the tiger prince a better view of her backside. Then she turned her head back to the prince and smiled flirtatiously while giving the prince a small wink.
The tiger prince arched his eyebrows as if he is surprised of her naughty behavior. Yet, he already knows what she is asking for based on her seductive body language.
He gave her a toothy grin and a confident sexy wink in return. Like a tiger on the prowl, he sneaks up towards her backside while she continues her wash.
"Hmmm, what's that pussycat?" Tygra asked as he stroke his hand on her back smoothly.
He lightly pressed up against her big rump that caused her to gasp. Meanwhile his hands were busy caressing her with one hand brushing up to her breasts. Tygra gently cupped her right breast and raised her slightly off the washboard for her ear to meet his mouth. The tiger prince snickered lowly into her ear with his hot breath hitting the fur on her cheek.
Tygra whispered seductively, "I didn't hear you loud enough."
Softly, he licked and nibbled on her little ear. He gave a beastly growl had triggered her arousal further. She let go of the soaked trousers into the tub and raised her hand to ruffle Tygra's finely groomed mane. She closed her eyes and laid her head backward, resting on his broad shoulder and sound off a tender moan close to his ear. She pleaded passionately, "What can I do to satisfied your desire, my naughty prince?"
Tyrga purred delightfully, "I…" both his hands fell on her hips "Want…"one hand stroke her tail to pull her rump against his groin hard, "To ring…" while the other white hand reaches under her dress, slithers under her garments, and slides between her naked thighs to pinch the tender moist skin of "Your bell."
She squealed in agony and in ecstasy.