Tiger Master

A Noncanon Tale Of Trouble From The Academy

S. M. Wolf

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This story is noncanon and does not correspond to any portion of Trouble's Tales. It is set in the time when Trouble was at the Academy with no specific date attached to it.

Trouble is © Kittiara. The story and artwork are © S.M. Wolf. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, or other anthropomorphic characters is purely unintentional. No portions of the story or the characters contained within can be used without prior written permission of the author or copyright holder.

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The coffle wound its way through the serpentine passages of the Academy. Trouble had just had her bath, and she was looking forward to some rest in her kennel. The day had not gone particularly well, and her buttocks still smarted from several strokes with quirts by various instructors and guards for failing to perform suitably in her classes.

A male puma guard jogged down the corridor from the other direction and stopped by the hyena leading the coffle back to the kennels.

"Hold up. We need one of your slaves for a special guest," the newcomer told the guard.

"Grab whichever one you need quickly. I want to get off soon."

Trouble saw Jenny cringe. The hyena had a special thing for her and could be quite cruel at times. No doubt the male hyena would be using her tonight if he had the opportunity.

The puma walked down the line. Marla grinned at him. Zassa swayed her hips a bit to offer herself for some fun. Kayla was absolutely still to try to not draw attention to her. Jenny seemed resigned and neither put herself forward or shrank from the gaze of the puma.

Unfortunately for Trouble, the guard stopped beside her and unclipped her from the coffle.

"This is the one I need."

The guard grabbed her lead and pulled hard. Trouble stumbled back the way that the coffle had just come. The rest of the slaves headed deeper into the bowels of the Academy towards the kennels and their rest.

Trouble sighed as she followed behind the guard. This really was not her day.

They went upwards to the more public areas of the Academy. They passed clients leading slaves off to serve the client's pleasure. Some of the slaves looked relatively happy. Some looked terrified. Trouble wondered which she should be as she was led to an area featuring a variety of themed rooms. The guard opened the door to one and pulled Trouble inside.

The room was medieval Oriental in style. The walls were wood and rice paper. There was a simple stool and several mats in the center of the room. A table to the left held a bowl, a small cloth and a jar of what she presumed was water.

The two things that caught Trouble's eye immediately were the riding crop sitting on the stool and the bondage cage. She nearly groaned at the sight of the ropes hanging from the walls and the tiny cage with the large dildos attached to a plate at one end. There were also cuffs and a bondage belt on the table.

"Like it, Missy?" The puma asked almost jovially.

He reached out and ruffled her hair some.

"We've got a pair of Oriental tigers coming soon. The older one wants a nice bit of pussy to teach his great grandson about using slaves for pleasure. Since you attracted the Head Mistress' attention today with all your other punishments, she decided you would do nicely."

This time Trouble did groan audibly. The guard just laughed.

"Now let's get you ready."

The puma positioned Trouble standing beside the cage. With her head down she got an excellent view of it. She sighed. She was sure that this was not going to be a particularly pleasant night.

The guard removed Trouble's ball gag and set it aside. He took a ring gag out of his belt pouch. He had Trouble open her mouth wide. He inserted it, and Trouble closed her jaws. The hard metal ring was positioned just behind her front teeth. It would keep her mouth open for the use of the tiger and his son. At least the ring was not too large.

The cuffs and the belt went on next. The guard secured them snuggly but not tight enough to hurt. Her normal collar was replaced with one that matched the other bondage gear.

Finally the puma pulled her hair back and began to roughly braid it into a pony tail by tying if into a knot ever pawspan or so. Her hair had not been trimmed since she had come to the Academy, and the tail ended up being quite long when the puma was done.

"Stand in the cage," the guard ordered the cheetah fem.

With a low sigh Trouble stepped over the low edge of the cage and turned to face away from the dildos.

The guard grabbed Trouble's tail and threaded it through the bars of the top of the cage.

"Kneel," he commanded Trouble.

Trouble knelt in the center of the cage.

"I think you know what comes next, Missy!" the guard said with a snicker.

Trouble cringed, but she bent forward and raised her ass. She scooted backwards until she felt the longer dildo for her pussy graze her sex. She adjusted her aim and slid onto the long shaft. At least after a long day of sexual training she was wet and open so she had no trouble sliding onto the unlubricated plastic intruder.

When Trouble reached the shorter, thicker dildo for her tail hole the guard reached down and stopped her for a moment. He adjusted the position of the butt plug to match her body. When he was done he grabbed the base of her tail and gave it a jerk backwards.

Trouble took the hint and pushed her ass backwards. Sexual training or not, pushing a thick, unlubricated dildo into her ass was unpleasant. All she could do though was grit her teeth and push backwards.

After several seconds Trouble felt her buttocks press against cold, hard steel. She was on the dildos as far as she could go.

"Good job, Missy. Now to just finish up things."

The guard grabbed Trouble by the scruff of her neck and forced her head down until her neck was pressed against the lower half of the neck opening.

"Hold still," the puma ordered Trouble unnecessarily.

The guard slipped the top half of the neck restraint down over Trouble and bolted it onto place. He grabbed her arms and pulled them up slightly behind her back. The position was not too uncomfortable.

"Hold your arms here until ordered otherwise," the guard ordered Trouble.

The puma closed the lid of the cage and locked it with two padlocks. He left the key on the table and picked up Trouble's regular collar. After checking the room and ensuring everything including Trouble were ready for the tigers, he left.

Trouble knelt in the cage and waited. There was no telling what the coming night would be like. It sounded like the older tiger wanted a serious domination session with plenty of punishments and pain for Trouble. She would have to work triple hard to please him no doubt.

All she could do for now though was relax and try to rest while she had time. She tried not to think of the likely pain to come.

Trouble's wait was not particularly long. After about fifteen minutes the door opened again, and she could hear voices.

"I do not see why this is necessary, Great Grandfather. I am perfectly capable of dominating and punishing any slave that deserves it," said a deep bass voice.

"Then prove it! Show me what you can do with this!" a second, slightly weaker and wispier voice replied angrily.

Trouble did not hear the tiger advance, but she did see his feet and calves as he walked around her caged form. He seemed to be wearing some sort of robe and sandals. He came to stand near her head looking down at Trouble.

"This was unnecessary, Great Grandfather," the younger tiger said disapprovingly.

The older tiger stalked into the room. She heard him grab the riding crop. Trouble could see his feet appear to her left. The two tigers stood facing each other. She had no need to see the older tiger's face to know that he was furious. His entire posture spoke of it. She was not surprised to hear the fury in his voice when he spoke again.

"Unnecessary?! You and your entire line are weak!"

Bound or not, Trouble jumped at the sound of the riding crop striking flesh. The older tiger had struck the younger one a hard blow somewhere on his upper torso.

"You have no idea what it means to dominate. You have lost your edge. I still curse my son for taking you and your line down this path. Unless you relearn the old ways, you are doomed to fall into submission to others!"

Trouble could see the older tiger shift his weight back and then forward to strike the younger tiger again. This time there was no crack of the riding crop striking flesh. Instead there was the gentler sound of flesh meeting flesh.

"That is enough, Great Grandfather," the younger tiger said calmly. Trouble saw the riding crop drop to the floor. Apparently he had taken it from the older tiger before he could strike him.

"There are many ways to dominate, Great Grandfather. You only know the oldest and coarsest ones. We have learned more subtle ways.

"I respect you, Great Grandfather, but I will not allow you to abuse me."

Trouble was shocked when he added, "Or her."

Trouble had hoped that the pair had forgotten about her, but apparently she was still very much on their minds.

"I am perfectly able to dominate her and take my pleasure from her flesh. I do not need cages and whips to control her, though."

The older tiger was panting in anger.

"Then prove it! Show me your superior ways!" the older tiger said with a sneer.

Trouble could hear him pull free of the younger tiger and stalk out of the room. The door slammed behind him. Trouble was left alone in the room with the young tiger.

The riding crop was replaced on the seat. The tiger stood in front of Trouble for several minutes. She could not tell what he was doing.

"The room is monitored, isn't it?"

Trouble was certain that it was, but she was not sure how she should answer. Fortunately with the ring gag her options were limited. She nodded her head affirmatively once.

The tiger sighed.

"Likely Great Grandfather is now in another room watching us. It is his style." There was a note of exasperation in the tiger's voice.

The tiger removed his robes. Trouble was a bit surprised when he climbed onto the top of her cage. He sat watching her for some time. The young tiger enjoyed the view of the cheetah femfur through the bars of her cage.

The male tiger reached down and removed Trouble's gag. She surreptitiously worked her jaw to try to relieve the slight stiffness that had developed. The tiger's paws appeared beside her head and began to knead her jaw muscles. He somehow managed to start to scritch her behind the ears with his thumbs as well. After several seconds of his gentle attention Trouble was surprised to find herself purring.

"Are you in pain?" the tiger asked.

"No, Master," Trouble replied.

"Good."

Trouble was surprised to hear the note of satisfaction in the tiger's voice. Most of the Academy clientele would be upset rather than pleased that she was not feeling any pain.

The scratching stopped. Trouble was a bit startled to find she missed the gentle paws of the tiger.

The tiger curled up on the top of the cage and looked over Trouble. The cheetah femfur was quite lovely. Even if he was being watched, he wanted her for his pleasure. He could already feel a stirring in his sheath as he further contemplated her body. He weighed his courses of action and came to a decision.

"I wonder if I can get those dildos out of you without taking you out of the cage..."

The tiger slid off the cage and examined the bars holding the dildos. They could be separated and removed from the cage. The dildos could then be pulled out of the cheetah's sex and tail hole.

The tiger stood and walked around the room. There were many ropes hanging from the walls. A suspension bar hung on one wall. He glanced up to see a hook hanging from a pulley. The mats, while they were traditional in design, had memory foam inside of them. That made them quite soft and supporting of a fur lying on them. He opened a small cupboard beside the door and smiled. Inside were a variety of lubricants and small sex toys.

The tiger returned to Trouble. He knelt in front of Trouble. She murred deep in her throat at the sight of his large sheath. The tip of his pink shaft was just starting to poke through his slit.

"Like what you see?" the tiger asked playfully.

Without waiting for an answer he reached out and began to play with Trouble's head and face again. She particularly liked it when he scratched her long and hard behind her ears.

"So. I have the room €" and you €" for the rest of the night. Great Grandfather wanted me to have a long, painful session with you."

Trouble flinched at the tiger's statement. Apparently she would have been in for a very rough night as she had feared if the older tiger had gotten his way. At least with this male she seemed to have some possibilities of better treatment.

"I have other plans for you now.

"But only if you beg me to have you."

Inwardly Trouble cursed. The young tiger had worked her into a corner. If she did not beg for his attention, the Academy would know, and she would be doing a lot of time at the Punishment Wall as well as getting "corrective tutoring" to improve her submissive behavior.

Still, his paws were gentle as he continued to scritch her ears.

"Please, Master! Take me. Use me."

Sudden inspiration came to her.

"Dominate me, Master!"

The tiger chuckled.

"Well, if you insist..." he said with a bit of a laugh as his voice trailed off.

The tiger leaned forward. For a brief moment she saw his smiling young face as he gently kissed her. He had the randy look of a male ready for dominant sex, but he also had a calm, kind demeanor underlying his visage as well.

The tiger moved to the back of Trouble's cage. She felt and heard him working on the dildos. After a few moments they came free from the support.

Trouble felt the long dildo in her cunny slowly slide out. It left a large emptiness within her sex.

The tiger did not remove the other dildo. Instead he began to play with it. He slid it in and out. He paused and twisted it. Trouble groaned. Unlubricated or not, the friction of the dildo against her anus was stimulating her.

"Do you want more, slave?"

"Yes, Master!" Trouble screamed.

"Show me."

Trouble pressed her ass against the hard steel bars of the cage and presented her pussy to the tiger. Her slit was wide open and inviting.

"Well, it does seem that you are ready for more, slave.

"However, I am not.

Trouble whimpered. Young or not, this tiger was a true Master. He was in control, and they both knew it.

The tiger replaced the dildo in the bars holding it and set it down beside the cage. He returned to the front of the cage and knelt. With some difficulty his was able to place his half hard cock in range of Trouble's mouth.

"Bring me to a full erection," her Master commanded Trouble, "but do not bring me off."

The time spent with Zassa and others mastering controlling the pleasure she gave with her mouth and tongue had taught Trouble well. Locked inside the cage she had only limited ability to lick and suck on the tiger's cock, but she was able to bring him to full hardness quickly. He had a large, thick dick. She held him at a high state of arousal for several minutes without making him cum.

With a grunt the tiger stood. He was panting hard and was obviously highly aroused. He walked around behind Trouble again and positioned himself behind her. He grabbed bars on the top and right side of the cage.

"Beg."

Trouble was humiliated, but she obediently pleaded, "Please, Master, take me!"

Trouble was saved from coming up with more humiliating pleas by a strong thrust that pressed her shoulders hard against the front bars. With a single massive thrust the tiger had hilted his cock in her pussy. As wet and ready as she was, Trouble was able to take him easily.

The hot shaft filled Trouble's sex completely. His lower abdomen butted against the base of the dildo in her behind through the bars and stimulated her ass hole as well. She felt her crotch growing hot with sexual heat.

The tiger thrust in and out of Trouble's snatch hard and fast as he rutted with her. Trouble grunted with each thrust, but she did not care. He felt so good right now.

As he mounted to a climax, the tiger ordered Trouble, "You may come, but only after you feel me cum inside of you.

"If you cum before me, I will beat you with the riding crop."

Trouble just moaned in pleasure. She was too far gone to care about the tiger's threat. With her training she knew he would cum first anyway. She helped him along to orgasm with some gentle fellatio using her vaginal muscles.

The tiger roared. His hot seed erupted into Trouble's waiting cunt. She screamed as it triggered her own sexual release.

Both felines continued to climax. Trouble used her training and vaginal muscle control to draw out the young male's orgasm as long as possible and sustain her own as well.

When he was done, the tiger stood. He reached down and stroked Trouble's head fur.

"Not a bad start for the night," he told her.

The tiger went to the table and got the key to the bondage cage. He unlocked it and opened the top.

"Out."

Trouble stood and stepped out of the cage. She wanted to stretch to relieve the stiffness that had built up, but instead she just stood beside the cage awaiting her next order.

The tiger reached under Trouble's tail and removed the dildo. He tossed it aside. He removed all of her cuffs and even her collar and set them on the table behind her. He undid the ribbon in her hair and set it aside as well.

The young tiger selected a long length of rope from the coils on the wall. He uncoiled it and then doubled it up. He tied a knot about a foot from the doubled up end.

The rope loop went over Trouble's head. The two loose ends trailed down her front between her breasts.

"Hold your arms away from your sides."

Trouble raised her arms.

The tiger wrapped the ends of the rope around Trouble's chest above her breasts and tied them off. The ropes were wrapped about her firmly, but they did not cut into her flesh as they could have.

The tiger let the ends of the rope trail down through Trouble's cleavage. He made a third knot just below her breasts and wrapped the rope around her chest again. He pulled it a bit tighter this time, but it still did not hurt when he tied it off.

Trouble's Master made a fifth knot a pawspan below the fourth. The rope was wrapped around her waist, but this time when he brought the rope around to her front again he left it loose. He made a sixth knot. The lump of rope lay in the middle of the cheetah fem's lower abdomen.

The young tiger slipped the rope between Trouble's legs. He brought it up behind her through the crack of her ass and past her tail on either side. He pulled it tight and tied it off to the rope around her waist. The rope pressed against her outer labia.

In succession the tiger worked the rope under and around each band surrounding Trouble's body. He tied it off at each band which served to tighten the ropes binding Trouble further. Finally he tied the ends of the rope to her neck loop. He used a pair of cutters to trim the ends of the rope.

"Display yourself."

Trouble adjusted her feet so they were spread a bit further to better show off her crotch. She arched her back and thrust her chest forward slightly. She reached up and cupped her breast. She pushed them up and together to enhance their effect.

"Nice," the tiger said approvingly.

"Very nice.

"It still needs one thing more, though."

The tiger reached between Trouble's legs and spread her labia. He adjusted the rope so that it ran over her clit and through her slit.

"Much better!"

Silently Trouble agreed. The rope felt good pressing into her clitoris and rubbing against her pussy lips. She knew from experience it would only stimulate her, not bring her off. For now the rope was just going to get wet.

The tiger reached out and touched Trouble's left nipple ring.

"I see you have been a bad girl."

Trouble saw his cock stir when he said €˜bad girl". She wondered what he intended for her now.

"Perhaps some punishment is warranted for you after all."

Trouble groaned inwardly. She had actually been enjoying herself some with this male fur. Now it appeared he was going to be just like the others who used and abused her in any way they chose for their sexual pleasure because she was just a sex slave.

The tiger went to the wall and lowered the hook one its long rope from the ceiling. He took the suspension bar and placed it on the hook.

"Come here."

Trouble walked over to the suspension bar. The tiger adjusted the height of the bar so that it grazed the back of her shoulder blades.

"Arms straight out."

Trouble was puzzled. Normally in a suspension she would have her arms above her head. She still did as her Master commanded without hesitation or question.

The tiger took another coil of rope from the wall. He tied her arms to the bar at the wrists and just above and below her elbows.

The male tiger took a third coil of rope from the wall. He wrapped it around her upper thighs a few times and tied it off. The cutters removed the extra rope. The tiger proceeded to tie off Trouble's legs just above her knees and at her ankles with the balance of the rope.

Trouble was surprised when the tiger slackened rather than tightened the suspension bar rope.

"Down on your knees."

Trouble sank to her knees. With her legs tied it was difficult but not impossible if she put her weight on the suspension bar. It did not hurt her arms much, and the tiger assisted by keeping the rope taut as he gently lowered her to the floor.

When Trouble was down on her knees the tiger secured the rope to keep the cheetah in an upright kneeling position. He walked over to Trouble and used his right paw to rub the rope cutting into her snatch. It was sopping wet.

The pleasurable rubbing caused Trouble to give a little gasp as sexual electricity ran up her spine from her sex. The tiger laughed and said, "Yes, you are a bad girl!"

The tiger stood in front of Trouble and grabbed her head. He gently turned his face up to look at him.

"Do you want more sex?"

"Yes, Master!" Trouble replied enthusiastically. Between her training, the rope rubbing her cunny and the overall nice if still kinky treatment by this young male she was highly aroused and wanted more of him.

"Then you will have to earn it."

Trouble's head was tilted down. She came muzzle to head with the tiger's erect dick. He shifted his hips forward until the tip pressed against the cheetah's lips. Unbidden she opened her muzzle and swallowed him whole.

Trouble tasted the salty precum of the tiger mixed with her own juices. Above her she heard him groan as his sensitive pink shaft was engulfed in her hot, wet mouth. She immediately got to work on licking and sucking him.

The tiger was young but not inexperienced. He would withdraw most of his cock when he felt himself coming close to a climax. Trouble almost desperately followed his retreating shaft with her mouth. Seeing this, the tiger laughed but did not stop or reprimand her.

The blow job went on for some time as the tiger played with Trouble and she tried to get him off so that she could have her next orgasm. Eventually the tiger relented and allowed Trouble to bring him off. His seed erupted into her mouth and rushed down her throat as she gulped down every hot, salty drop.

"Good. Very good," the tiger complimented the cheetah femfur.

"You've earned your own release."

Trouble caught herself smiling in pleasure at her Master's words. She was shocked at how in the short time she had been in his presence he had come to control her so well. He had not used pain, threats or anything else that the Academy staff did, yet she was certain that she would do what he wanted almost willingly.

It was amazing what a little kindness could do in a hell like the Academy.

The tiger cut Trouble free of her rope bonds including the rope harness about her body. He replaced the suspension bar on the wall and raised the hook up out of the way again. He had her stand with her arms out to her sides and her legs well spread.

Trouble's cuffs, belt and collar went back on. As he knelt on the floor after securing her ankle cuffs the tiger raised his muzzle and without warning started licking her clit hard and fast. Caught unprepared, Trouble screamed as an unexpected orgasm took her.

Trouble's Master did not slow down but continued to lick her clit furiously as her nectar flowed out of her slit and down her inner thighs. A fair amount also ended up on the tiger's muzzle.

After her orgasm the tiger stopped and looked up at her. She looked down at her Master with some trepidation.

"So you like that?"

"Yes, Master," Trouble replied in a somewhat converned voice.

"And you want me to fuck you there as well?"

"Yes, Master!" Trouble replied much more enthusiastically. She really did want the young tiger male's shaft filling her empty cunt again.

"Too bad. I have other plans for you."

Trouble actually pouted in disappointment.

The tiger stood and closed the top of the bondage cage. He brought Trouble over to the cage and lay her down on top of it. He spread her legs almost uncomfortably wide and had her hold her position.

The tiger returned to the cupboard and took out a tube of petroleum jelly. He uncapped it and went over to Trouble. He squeezed a generous amount out onto her pink anal rose. Trouble perked up again. She knew what her Master's "other plans" were for her and was looking forward to them. She actually wriggled her hips a bit provocatively to encourage him

Trouble grunted as the tiger inserted his right forefinger into her rectum to work the lubricant into her behind. Soon her muscles relaxed, and the intruder in her bottom started to feel good. It got a lot better feeling as the tiger added a second and then a third finger as he stretched her in preparation for his penetration.

With his left paw the tiger coated his stiffening shaft with more lubricant. He played with her ass hole as he stroked himself to a full erection. When he was ready, he withdrew his fingers.

Trouble felt the emptiness in her tail hole. She grabbed the cold steel bars of the cage and bit her lower lip in anticipation. The tiger placed his paws on her flanks and pressed her into the top of the cage. With his thumbs he spread her ass cheeks just enough to give him a clean shot at her ass hole. He hovered over Trouble for a moment to draw out her anticipation of his penetration before thrusting forward hard.

Trouble gasped as the tiger's cock was rammed into her behind. He was not abusive, but he was physically demanding. He thrust into her with short, powerful strokes that only stopped when his belly was pressed against her bottom.

The tiger withdrew all but the very tip of his head from Trouble's quivering behind before thrusting forward to impale her upon his cock again in one hard thrust. Trouble was glad for her training in anal sex and the generous amount of lubricant the tiger had used. If she did not have them the thrust would likely have hurt rather than pleasured her.

The two feline furs continued to couple for several minutes. Trouble was pleasantly surprised at the young tiger's stamina and ability. He knew how to draw these sex acts out and how to pleasure a femfur as well as himself. As Trouble and the other sex slaves had learned to do, she was enjoying every second of pleasure he was giving her. There was no telling when they would have the opportunity again if ever.

The door suddenly flew open, and the older tiger stomped into the room. He was obviously upset and yelled at the young tiger humping Trouble, "You call this domination?!"

Trouble dropped her head down and stared at the floor. The last thing she wanted to do was give the angry older tiger cause to notice her not acting the part of a proper sex slave.

The young tiger on top of Trouble did not miss a beat as he continued to thrust deep into her ass.

"Yes, Great Grandfather, I do.

"This cheetah fem has pleasured me several times and is doing so again. She is being reamed in the ass by her Master and is being forced to enjoy it despite the demeaning position and sex act I have placed her in."

Trouble was not quite sure about the "forced" part, but she wisely kept quiet to avoid attracting attention to her. Not that the young tiger coupling with her was ignoring her as he talked to his great grandfather.

"She has been bound and raped. She has received one punishment albeit a minor one. She will receive additional bondage, rapes and €" as she earns them €" appropriate punishments throughout the rest of the night.

"And she will do so willingly."

Trouble was shocked to realize that the young tiger was correct. She was looking forward to what he would do to her during the balance of the night and would willingly accept his orders and dominance.

The older tiger was nearly apoplectic.

"This is no way to do it!" he screamed so loud that Trouble saw the puma guard glance into the room out of the corner of her eye. He took one look at the back of the old tiger and beat a hasty retreat.

The younger tiger leaned down and whispered into Trouble's right ear, "Climax quickly."

Trouble needed little encouragement. She was fully primed and ready to cum. Trouble orgasmed with the tiger's next thrust. The sounds of her obvious pleasure sent her Master over the top, and he emptied his balls into her bottom.

When the tiger was done he stood up and went to the bowl to clean up. He turned and faced down his older relative.

"Great Grandfather, I have considerable respect for you and what you have done for our family.

"Times change, though, and attitudes as well. Many of my generation do not feel the same as you regarding how we should treat each other or our slaves.

"I will use my female slaves as I see fit for my pleasure, but I will not casually abuse them to force their compliance with my orders through pain and fear. Instead I will use a mixture of rewards and suitable punishments to encourage their willing participation."

"And when they turn against you, what will you do then?' the older tiger said with considerable scorn.

"This cheetah could attack me right now, yet she is lying there waiting for me to continue with our sex. Between her training and my positive reinforcement I have made her a willing if perhaps somewhat reluctant partner in our fun."

Trouble had to admit that the tiger was correct. She just wanted more of him right now.

The older tiger was still livid, but his eyes narrowed as he inspected Trouble. She was careful not to raise her ehad in the slightest. Her ass was perfectly positioned for the riding crop, and she was certain that he would use it at the smallest provocation.

"Enough!" the older tiger finally screamed.

"I cannot change your mind. I think you are wrong €" totally wrong! €" but there is nothing I can do to stop you. I am old, tired, and soon to die.

"Come! We will return home now."

The older tiger turned on his heel and strode out of the room. The younger tiger harrumphed behind him.

"He always does know how to cut my fun short," he complained under his breath.

Trouble checked out her Master's crotch. Even though he had just ejaculated a large load into her bottom his shaft was already starting to peek out of his sheath again.

The tiger used the cloth and water to clean himself up quickly. He put on his robes and prepared to leave.

Before going the tiger stopped beside Trouble and looked down at her.

"I did have an enjoyable if too short time with you, and I had some plans for the rest of the night if Great Grandfather had not interrupted that should have been generally pleasurable for you.

"Perhaps we will have another opportunity in the future when you are even better trained."

Trouble found herself hoping that would happen. The tiger was a good sexual partner and a desirable Master. She also caught herself thinking in the back of her mind that it might not be bad to be owned by him someday.

"For now, though, I must run to catch up with my Great Grandfather."

The tiger turned to the door and said loudly, "Guard!"

The puma reappeared.

"I must leave now. This slave has pleased me. I have paid for her for the entire night. See that she is treated well for the balance of the night."

The tiger strode out past the puma without a backyards glance at the cheetah femfur.

Trouble and the puma looked at each other for a moment before Trouble dropped her eyes. She wondered if the tiger's admonition would carry any weight.

Apparently it did.

Trouble was taken to a nearby bath and allowed to wash herself thoroughly. There were even fur and hair shampoos. When she was done and dried off she was returned to the room. It still smelled of the tiger and their sex.

The puma lay Trouble down on the largest mat. It was far softer and better than the straw of her kennel. He secured her arms in front of her and hobbled her legs. Then he left. A few moments later the lights went down, and Trouble was left in darkness.

Trouble replayed the events of the evening over in her mind as she slowly drifted off to sleep in the pleasant afterglow of her sex. She was in many ways upset with the tiger and the way he had used rewards to gain her willing cooperation, but she had to admit it was a lot better than the Academy methods in her mind. His unwillingness to abuse her was also a pleasant change from the norm among the clients of the Academy.

Perhaps all was not lost on Elysium if there were free furs who did not wish to mistreat slaves for their pleasure. It was not a rejection of slavery, but it was a step in the right direction and much easier on Trouble's often abused body.

Regardless, Trouble had an interesting story to tell her friends the next time they had to spend a long night in bondage without gags.