Zoo Keeper - ch2 - Desires
#2 of Zoo Keeper
His hips connecting again and again, pounding into my depths, I felt him bite down on my neck and was roaring in bliss moments later.
"Can't you keep it down David, I actually have paperwork to fill out because of you." Sally said with a grin. "If you can calm down enough to stop masturbating every five minutes I will let you out of that cage."
I looked up at the redhead, smile playing lazily across my muzzle, still coasting on the afterglow of the orgasm.
"I..I think I can deal with it, if you let me back in with him..." I almost whined, and the sudden thought of being back in the cage with Ralf ignited my need again and I began working the large dildo in my passage once more.
"Oh, sure you can, sure you can." She muttered to a deaf audience, filling out her incident report.
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"Ok, its been three days now, your not getting horny every time I mention him. How do you feel?" Sally asked me.
"I feel a little odd still, a bit horny but I think I can deal with it. Thinking of him still makes me tighten but not as bad as it was." I looked up at her, "You think its safe for me to be out there now?"
Sally smiled down to me, "If you are yourself enough to ask that, it should be ok."
She unlocked the cage and I climbed out, stretching and walking around a bit.
"Guess I should help with some of that." I said, gesturing to the mass of forms she still had yet to complete. Apparently my little stunt required a lot of effort to categorise and sort out.
She looked up at me surprised, "Most new assistants would do everything they could to get out of doing this." she tilted her head slightly to an angle, not much, but my eyes were tuned for motion, "What's your take on this?"
Lifting my paws to ward off her suspicion I said, "What, I can't try and make up for my mistake? Sheesh."
She just laughed at that, "Ok, you are more yourself if your trying to work your way into my pants again. Here." She passed me a large array of forms from a segregated pile, "These you need to fill in anyway. Most of this stuff is because it was your first time in the cage, I was going to work on it prior to your first go, but I need an assistant and you seem to be dealing with this pretty well, would hate to have to initiate another wet nose."
I took my pile of forms and, noting her scent all around me still, softly started purring as I filled them out.
Three quarters through them, I realised something, "Sally, where are my clothes?" I asked her, "I mean, oddly I don't feel embarrassed being like this its just... I liked that shirt."
"In the bag over there, was going to toss them but thought I would ask first. You want me to send them to cleaning?" She pointed at a yellow bag with 'bio hazard' logo on it.
"Uh, cleaning? What's-" I started.
"They are soaked in his musk you silly cat, if you put them on you would be walking around top heavy for a fair while longer and be humping the furniture again." She said laughing.
I blushed, thankfully it would be hidden well by my fur, it didn't sound that bad an idea, Sally had been much closer with me like this. I wonder...
We finished the work and she said, "It's good that you are able to function again, his cage, as always, needs further cleaning. And with how worked up he has been over you I wasn't going in there without someone out here. Now, this time we will both be wearing the belts," at my attempt to cut in she raised a hand, "I know I know, but if you do get carried away, without me here to help, it will at least protect you from his, deeper, affections."
I sighed and nodded reluctantly. "Ok, but show me how to put it on." I said, now here was an ulterior motive if ever she was going to find one.
"Ok, put these on first, they will stop chafing." She handed me a large pair of 'bloomer' type underwear, but a fair bit thicker material than what most underwear would be.
Cursing bad luck I pulled them on. "Ok then, now you start at the back, go under here first and grip with your thighs, then around each side and click together." She had me done up and locked tight before I realised, not having 'weak' human skin, I could have worn the damn thing as it was and had her handle me... closely.
"Ok then, now I will take your key in there, and you can have my key out here, that way we can't get in too much trouble." She said, making for the door.
My mind briefly flickered, if I grabbed her, I could probably wrestle her into the cage, take her key, unlock us both and...
The moment had passed already, I breathed a sigh of relief.
It was then I realised he was at the glass, looking at me, completely ignoring Sally.
I fell to my knees and crawled up to the glass, panting heavily.
"I said, I'm done, you going to start licking the glass again? You have been staring at him like a kid in a candy shop for over ten minutes since I have been out." Sally's voice was right beside me, and for her I managed to tear my gaze away from the big cat just inches from me, inches that might as well be miles.
"No, I think my head is clearing more." I said, getting up, burning all my willpower to just walk away from his proximity.
"Well, we are done here for the day, you can't leave the facility like that, but there's a small flat attached that I have taken the liberty of securing for you. Unless you want back in the little cage?" She raised an eyebrow.
"No, please, a shower and a nice warm bed sounds good." I said with feeling.
My glance betrayed me as my eyes slid toward the phallus that was still discarded in the small cage.
"Yes dear, you can take Mr Happy with you, just don't use it in bed, they will have to burn the bedclothes as it is, if you leak anywhere near as much as you did in there they would have to burn the whole room." She told me, retrieving and shaking the large flexible dong as though it was a teachers rule.
I giggled, "Yes miss Richards." I said in a wheedling tone.
She just laughed, handing me the toy, "And its a boomerang, I want to see it back here tomorrow you hear?"
I nodded blankly, just holding it again made me feel a small need.
"And David?" she said and I snapped my head back up to look into her eyes, "Your a lot cuter as a kitty cat." And she gave me a peck on the tip of my nose.
If I thought I had blushed hard before, it was nothing to how I felt now, a heat rushed into me and I felt my blood boiling as images floated back to my head.
She had already turned and was almost out the door, "Your billet is the one just out and to the left, its got toiletries and things inside. Its the one I keep maintained if ever we have... accidents, like this."
And with that, she was gone and I was left holding the dong.
An itch made me look down suddenly and I realised I still had the damn chastity belt on. Glancing around I noticed the key on the edge of the table and, with a sigh, removed the contraption and the pants.
It was then, having cleaned and put away the metal belt, I spied my shirt cleaned and folded on a shelf. I owed my boss a big one.
Slipping the shirt on two things became very very obvious, as both of them were pressed tightly against the fabric.
The feel of my breasts pressed softly by the fabric was nice and I immediately started feeling warm again.
"No, bad girl!" I said mockingly and, with a shiver and a paw full of soft rubber, I opened the door leading outside.
The parking lot and the front gate were to my right, to my left a row of little units, one of them, I spied, had a note taped to the door.
Padding over, completely at ease with the fact I was out in public with no pants on, I walked up and read the note:
David,
Key is in the door, just leave anything you dirty on the bed, it will be taken care of.
Sally
ps, remember about the bed!!!
I could almost hear her soft voice turn to steel as I read the last bit and sighing, opened the door.
The place was small, cramped, but there was a big bed and a shower. A warm shiver of anticipation ran down me at the thought of getting all the accumulated mess off me from being locked in a cramped cage for three days.
Slipping my shirt off and tossing it on the dressing cabinet, I made for the bathroom.
Still carrying my black friend in one paw I climbed into the shower and turned on the stream.
"Aaaahhhh" I said happily, a soft purr beginning deep in my throat as the water cascaded over me.
A large bottle of a neutral smelling shampoo was evidence that this was not the first time the building was being used by someone with more than the regulation amount of paws, and further, it was not all uncommon.
Washing my fur, one section at a time, starting with my head I couldn't help but get turned on, paws rubbing over my sensitive breasts strayed, one maintaining its work, rubbing the cleaning solution into my mammaries, the other slipped a digit into my puffy sex, bringing a soft gasp and happy little squeal as, turning, the water hit the same area.
It was then my eyes spied the shower head and it clicked what had looked different about it, it was a detachable one with a retracting hose!
Reaching up and drawing the device from its cradle I started working the jets of water over my chest, washing away all the soap suds and giving my nipples little pin pricks of pleasure every time one of the fine nozzles caught one with its focused beam of moisture.
My back pressed to the wall of the cubicle, I was panting heavily, the paw at my groin now worked franticly as my body ached for a release that seemed just out of reach.
Sighing I brought the spray nozzle down and worked it over my mound, gasping loudly at first, overwhelmed by the feelings. Gritting my teeth and feeling my claws extend, I drew the spray head further away and sighed as it became more soothing, softer.
Running my paw over my outer lips, working myself into a frenzy, there was something holding me back, I couldn't reach the ultimate conclusion to the rise in need and pleasure.
My mind focused on the male I could all but feel on my back, simulated by the walls pressure. I ached for that phantom male to penetrate me and all at once I realised what the trigger for my release would be and reached away from my groin to grab the dildo.
Touching it to my lips, I worked the tip of it over and around my entrance, teasing myself into an agonising need, letting my body absolutely scream its ache to be filled into my mind. And with a deft sliding push, I allowed it that.
I dropped to my knees then, hips rocking back and forth, the shower head forgotten as it wiggled around, feeling like, in the depths of my fantasy mating, a mates tail as it whipped around in his throes of passion.
Again and again I drove the member in and out of my folds, working it like a piston and, with one growling roar, I came.
Head pressed hard against one wall of the shower, rear in the air, rocking motions slowly stilling, I knew that my world had shaken and tilted just a bit off centre. And I was not in the least bit worried about that.
After taking a while to recover I eventually managed to get my paws back under me and regained my footing.
"Time to finish this." I said, grabbing further big handfuls of soap and worked them into my fur, up and down my legs and around my groin, trying to be careful not to get worked up again.
Pretty soon I was turning the water off and with a giggle shook myself hard twice, spraying the shower walls with water and a little loose hair.
Climbing out I had a sudden urge and without thinking, started to lick my fur dry.
It took a while, I am not sure how long exactly but I couldn't have stopped if I wanted to, I had to get myself looking 'just right' again.
Finally, purring softly, I was done and slipped into the bed.
"This job certainly has its interesting points" I remarked softly to myself as I slid off to sleep.
No big cat in this one, just a little kitten trying to make head and tail of how their life was changing and adjusting to suit.