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Dominating His Mouth

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Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)

Commissioned by Wolfy Adder

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Wolfy groaned as Tez bore him down to his knees with a snap of her fingers. The cheetah, though she had grey fur rather than the traditional gold with black rosettes, controlled him so easily, his owner. It still made him shudder to think of it like that, his tail wagging faintly.

The wolf didn't know what to make of that, in her bedroom, the cheetah standing before him with a smirk on her muzzle that, surely, promised trouble. Tez' dark hair was brushed back from her face in a more formal, smart manner than usual, but it suited that confident smile on her muzzle too. It was as if she knew, completely and utterly, that she was in charge and that that would never be challenged.

Not by the wolf. Never by the wolf.

The pink strap-on was big, enough to be intimidating to him, though he did not feel any kind of arousal when it was presented before him. His heart picked up its pace a little, but his length did not thicken between his legs. Wolfy had always considered the reaction of his body, in that manner, to be quite often surprising - at least until he'd come to understand a little bit more about why his body reacted the way it did. Without the mental connection of arousal, it had always felt off-putting, at the bare minimum, until he understood it just a little bit more.

But that was okay. It was the way he was and that was why Tez had dressed him in her own way too. The collar and cuffs kept him restricted, the pressure there reassuring, as if it was keeping him in place and keeping him together. The wolf whimpered softly, ears splaying out submissively, though he truly loved the control she had over him, even when Tez took it from him forcibly. His paws were trapped behind his back with the cuffs, locked together, and he relished trying to tug them apart, making the metal fastenings clink softly.

The cheetah grinned down at him, comfortable in her position.

"Oh, Wolfy..." She all but purred. "You do look sublime down there."

There were hardly any words in that utterance at all, but it did not matter. What mattered was the meaning behind him, heat rushing to his cheeks as she smiled, knowing her place. But did he know his?

"Mmm... I'm just...not..."

Wolfy couldn't get the words out, but he didn't need to, not as he squirmed, something twisting within his gut that he wasn't sure was meant to be there. She'd put him in that position and, yes, he had, sort of, agreed to it, but it was always different when he was under her, when Tez had taken that position of control that she rightfully was owed from him.

However, Tez more than knew how to tease him into a more relaxed way of being, even soothing him, which was a far cry from the rougher, more dominating self that she usually liked to present with him. Her fingers slid over his muzzle, playing with his lips, pulling them gently out from his teeth as if she was sure that he would never do anything at all to nip at her or even bite her. To her, the wolf was no threat at all.

He tensed from the touch, but, at that point, it helped that he was restrained. It was better, making him feel in control - or controlled. Slowly, he relaxed into her light petting, the pulling of her fingers around his mouth, even running over his teeth.

He trembled, thinking to pull back, but not knowing how to. How could he when he was before Tez?

That was even more embarrassing and Wolfy whined, though he could not find the words to ask her to stop. Not that Tez would have done so anyway, for they used the traffic light system for things like that. A simple "stop" wasn't going to stop her at all, not when it was an accepted part of their scene.

No, some things could be accepted as part of a scene and knowing that he could push back like that too, that he could be embarrassed and reluctant and that things would continue still, was reassuring.

He needed that.

She moved things forward, his boxers loose around his hips and buttocks, hiding his member from view. It was not important for the moment, not as she played with his lips, pulling them out as if to look at his teeth and then clicking her tongue against the roof of her mouth.

"Hm... Open up then."

She didn't wait for Wolfy to do as she asked, for that was not needed, instead forcibly opening his halfway-resisting mouth as if he was just a wolf that she was assigned to look after. The strap-on still loomed as he tugged at his cuffs, not knowing whether to keep his eyes fixed on the pink silicone of it or the cat's fingers prying into his mouth.

Wolfy gulped and tried to swallow, but it was not easy, not with more fingers pushed into his mouth, playing with his tongue, trying to catch the tip of it and draw it from between his lips. He tried to pull it back away from her, but he only had so much mouth to escape her in and, of course, his tongue could only go so far. And yet Tez' interest in it changed, rubbing the inside of his lips, making him drool, as if the stimulation in his mouth was just the same as him licking his lips.

"Mmmph!"

He tried to pull away, but she hooked her fingers into the collar as if they were sitting down together and pleasantly watching TV. There was no option of escape for him as she hummed to herself, thoroughly inspecting him, though her fingers were gentle, playful, not malicious or sharp at all.

He groaned.

"Don't worry," she breathed, the words that Wolfy needed to hear. "Everything's okay. All you have to do is to relax, no more than that. Let me play with you."

She was going to use him either way and the inevitability as she opened his mouth wider with two paws settled him, just a little bit more. It was as if he was accepting it, though Wolfy still had not quite worked out what the stirring storm of emotions was in him when he felt like that, when she was taking control. The insides of his ears heated up, turning a little darker, though Tez did not take note of his embarrassment, acting as if she did not even notice his discomfort.

Of course, she did. She always did.

"Mmm, what a lovely mouth a wolf has..."

Wolfy shuddered. That did weird things to him... Her teasing, her enjoyment of it, even though he was pulling away, thinking it was too much.

Dimly, his shaft plumped up ever so slightly in his underwear, something stirring inside him. Maybe it was the pressure in his mouth as she pushed at his tongue, forcing him to drool.

"Mmmph!"

"Oh, be quiet, wolf, it's not all that bad..."

It wasn't, but it was kind of, yes, a little difficult... His tail tucked down, but the reaction of his body did not come to a greater extent of that. Even then, he was not paying attention to it, shy about the drooling and trying to turn away, though he was kept there, in his place, on his knees.

Tez parted his mouth a little more when there was enough drool in there for her to do what she wanted, the strap-on finally teasing up against his lips. He whined and whimpered and shook his head, but the cheetah ignored him completely as she pushed it into his mouth, rubbing his lips, forcing him to accept it.

"Mm-hm-mmph!"

He grunted around it, but her fingers were around the collar, stopping him from pulling away. Wolfy tried to close his eyes, but the cheetah was right there, snapping her fingers in front of his eyes, drawing his attention, forcing him to pay her that due attention. Grunting around the strap-on dildo, he pressed his tongue to it, though he couldn't stop it from going deeper into his mouth.

"There you go, Wolfy," she said, more soothing than she had ever been. "That's my good boy..."

It was surprising, sometimes, to hear her being as gentle as all that, but Tez had many different sides to her.

And yet that was all that it was: teasing. It didn't have to be any more than that as Tez took everything that she needed from the moment. It was for her pleasure and control too, of course, all within the lines of BDSM, but still something that they were exploring in the context of their kind of relationship.

She teased him, rubbing the toy out of his muzzle again, against the side of his mouth, letting him see what had just been inside his maw just a moment ago. Wolfy grunted and tried to close his mouth, but all it took was a little hook and a push from the dildo in the corner of his lips to get his jaws open again, sliding it back and forth over the dripping smoothness of his tongue.

"Open wider for me now."

He didn't feel like he had a choice, even though he would not have done it if he had been given a choice. She worked his mouth open as she used it with the strap-on, though Wolfy could not have quite said for himself what the cheetah got out of it. It didn't have to be said, not even then.

She just had to do what she wanted to him, rubbing the dildo against the inside of his teeth, angling it in his jaw. She did a lot more with it, for his teeth could not harm it, than she could have if there had been a real shaft in his muzzle. But that was something worse that Wolfy didn't want to consider, pulling back, trying to shove it back out of his mouth with his tongue.

That, however, was yet another thing taken from him. He couldn't stop her, could only find a soft way to submit, to give her what she wanted, all in the range of BDSM and such play. It was good, in a way, but twisted, confusing, turning him back and forth between sensations, his body reacting...yet only marginally.

The pressure in his mouth gagged him and his body reacted a little more, thickening between his legs, something pressing deep within him - but he didn't think of that, heat flooding his body, but not in a way that he would have willingly taken for himself. No, his mind turned from it, though it was just another scene where Tez was teasing him in a way that she wanted to see just how much it would take for him to respond, to actually get his body to that peak of need through everything.

He groaned, shifting his hips back and forth, light drool running down his chin. It was uncomfortable, unpleasant, but the way that the cheetah smiled down at him, even then, made him feel as if it could be okay, perhaps. Even if it wasn't okay at that very moment.

Wolfy didn't know. Not even as he focused on the pressure of the gagging dildo in his mouth, thinking of how it was attached to her, playing over his tongue, bumping into the roof of his mouth. Yet it was not a problem, panting lightly, tongue trying to spill out of his mouth even while there was no room for it.

"Not bad, Wolfy..."

He groaned, not sure whether to flush with pride or embarrassment. Damn it.

But maybe, even in teasing and pressure, pushing his limits, he had some comfort in her dominating his mouth, in taking him, in teasing him. Her soft paw on the side of his face caressed lightly, claws raking through his fur. Despite the heat in his face, Wolfy leaned into Tez' touch.

The shaft pressed deeper into his mouth, tickling the back of his throat. Wolfy trembled.

It seemed that Tez had even more teasing in store for him when it came to using his mouth...

He still didn't know how he felt about it.

But it didn't matter.