A Continuation of The Slash Saga: My Funny Friend and Me and Birds of A Feather
By Roaming Tigress and Tammy Wraight who gave permission to use the character of Faith Mallard
Chapter Five:
In Comes Faith
"Yas couldn't get any rougher, could'ja?" Steelbeak grunted as Negaduck gave him a strong pelvic thrust to deepen his penile to chicken butt penetration. It was strong enough to nearly topple him over -- and he loved it, secretly admitting that this felonious fellow was a far better love maker than Darkwing and Bushroot combined.
His restraints were removed -- but he made no effort to get away. Now lacking any fear or uncomfort, he had no reason to escape. His leg wasn't even hurting him now, for the sexual stimulation had distracted him away from the pain. Secretly, Steelbeak also admitted to enjoy being dominated. Submitting to such a intimidating individual such as Negaduck was something of a turn on to him.
"Ooooh I can, but because I want to do you again, I just don't want to rip ya open!" Negaduck laughed, ripping a turquoise tailfeather off for emphasis. As the rooster let out a squawk of protest, he wrapped his arms around his lower torso with a deep growl.
"Mmmm, no, wouldn't want dat . . . " Steelbeak moaned, feeling himself melt in Negaduck's embrace. Being totally enveloped in the sexual attention, he didn't hear the door open -- and neither did his domineering companion.
A brown-feathered, blonde-haired she-duck stood in the corner of the Fearsome Five Headquarter's basement. Her blue eyes were wide with the shock of seeing what was going on just down the stairs. This was Faith Mallard, devoted wife of Negaduck and mother of two teenagers; sixteen year old Clestelle and nineteen year old Zachariah. Aside from being a devoted wife and mother, she worked as a full time agent for Mallard Enterprises. Of royal blood, she stood in at about 4'11, just slightly taller than her husband.
Confused, Faith had a double take at the matter and slowly backed away into the hallway. "Um . . . Okay . . . I'll leave you to two to enjoy your male bonding . . . "
"Heyy . . . Why not come and join the fun?" Negaduck asked with a evil grin, withdrawing his penis and pinning Steelbeak onto his back. Without a concern for his comfort, he hopped on top of his chest and struck a dramatic pose.
"Well, I don't know -- " She started, only to be cut off by Negaduck.
"We got ourselves a new recruit, dollface! Sexy, suave, and as long as he's under my control -- submissive!"
"Hrm, well . . . I never thought you were into roosters, Drakeybuns, but you only live once!" She remarked with a wry smirk, leaning up against the doorframe. Another woman might have been infuriated upon seeing her husband make out with another person -- but not Faith. Just as long as she could join in on the fun, she was a-ok with it.
"Well, lets just say sometimes I desire the best of two worlds!" Negaduck replied, looking at her over his shoulder as she came down the steps. He hopped off Steelbeak to kneel down next to him, placing his hands around his neck as if to strangle him.
"Dat yer goil, Negs?" Steelbeak asked with a smirk, closing his eyes as the duck gave him a chest-to-groin massage.
"More than my girl, Tubby!" Negaduck said proudly, giving him a firm smack to the gut. "She's my wife! Faith Conway Mallard of Mallard Enterprises!"
"That's my name, don't wear it out!" Faith exclaimed, stripping off her clothes and throwing them over her shoulders with a chuckle. Having had a dull day, she looked forward to something exciting.
Dis guy's after me when 'e's already married?! Pretty kinky stuff, not dat I'm one to talk or complain. Before he could introduce himself to her in his usual casually suave manner, Negaduck took a blood-splattered handgun from his jacket and pointed it to the side of Steelbeak's triangular head.
"Guess what?" Negaduck asked with a crazed, wide-eyed grin, holding him down by the scruff of the neck as he instinctively edged away.
Steelbeak gulped, once again unsure of what he wanted to do with him. As he saw the duck threaten to squeeze the trigger, he didn't dare to move even a millimeter.
"Eh . . . I'm dead?"
"Its your turn to do the ducky! This time, in a threesome!" Negaduck grinned widely while speaking in a dead serious tone. He initiated sexual intercourse with Faith using characteristic seductive roughness as he used on Steelbeak. Not a moment too soon, the rooster was right on top of him.
"Cockadoodledoo!" Steelbeak said suavely, practically knocking Negaduck over in his enthusiasm. "Youse won't be in fer a disappointment tonight!"
"Good!" Negaduck laughed, growling in delight as as Faith licked a circle around one of his nipples. "I'd have to decapitate your head if you weren't. When I say that, I don't mean the thing between your shoulders!"
"If he crushes us, can we kill him?" Faith asked with a smirk, closing her eyes with a groan as she felt her husband's body being brought down closer onto hers.
"Of course . . . !" Negaduck replied in a deep, sinister tone. As Steelbeak swung his hips forward to deepen his penetration for a second go, his large bill was smacked right between Faith's breasts. It was an unexpected but not entirely unpleasant experience.
"Thank you, Metalmouth! You can be a real blessing in disguise sometimes!" He murmured, giving each of his wife's breasts -- nicknamed B1 and B2 -- a lick and a kiss.
"Not a prob, babe!"
A little kinky fun took Steelbeak away from his worries, and with it, any feeling he previously had for Bushroot. It had been some time since he was involved in anything of this nature and enjoyed it every second of the two-hour sex session.
Unfortunately for the trio of villains, the fun wouldn't last for long. Party crashers, in the form of Bushroot and Darkwing Duck, were on their way to the Fearsome Five Headquarters. The trail of blood from Steelbeak lead to the back door, and Negaduck in his urge to have intercourse with him had overlooked it. Little did they know that the victim wasn't exactly trying to flee from the yellow-jacketed terrorist's "torture".
All characters mentioned in this
chapter are © Disney. Faith Mallard belongs to Tammy Wraight.
If you steal or copy her, expect
to die a horrid death.