Denial
#1 of Commissions
AN~This is my fist commision! ^_^ For Osaka.
These are my characters (the desert cat belongs to Osaka) and they are not to be used without my permission.
Please enjoy!
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The sound of panting filled the room where a small Desert-Cat crouched in the corner of his Mistress's bedroom, wearing nothing but a chastity . The Mistress lay on her bed, toying with a small flogger, smiling at her naked Cat; he had purposely disobeyed her...and in public! The Mistress ruffled for the fifth time that day, her dark fur standing on end. It made her so mad to know he enjoyed getting punished. However that is also why she kept him; for some reason she enjoyed the game they played.
After a few minutes the Desert-Cat calmed down again and began breathing normally. He had a determined, look on his face, and knew to keep absolutely still. She had been keeping this up for over an hour, making him wear her favorite, horribly erotic, contraption. This contraption, a special chastity, was designed by the Mistress herself. It was designed where a silicone sheath went over the shaft, connected to a small silicone ring around the wearer's balls. Behind the balls, a small bullet-vibrator was attached, keeping the wearer hard enough to wear the chastity.
The cat growled lowly to himself for what seemed to be the hundredth time; the chastity had been keeping him from getting more than half-mast for over an hour now. He tentatively looked up and responded to the torture, as he normally did, "I am sorry mistress, I deserve this." He said it solemnly but could not hide his small triumphant smile. He truly loved every minute of it.
The Mistress walked to her plaything and stroked behind his ears. She was still fully clothed from when they had run their daily errands, at which he had disobeyed. She still could not believe that her sandy-colored desert kitten had deliberately told her 'no'... And in front of another Mistress, no less! Her long claws worked the soft, dusty-brown fur at the nape of his neck.
"Why did you disobey me?" the Mistress murmured as she tickled his back with the flogger. His fur stood on end; he disliked the flogger when the chastity was involved. He came very close to orgasm when she used it and didn't like that it made the torture end.
"I--I didn't mean to." There was a smack from the flogger and the cat meowed lowly.
"Liar. Now tell me!" She reached down and turned the vibrator to its highest setting.
"AH, I'm sorry mistress!"
"Tell me or it doesn't end." She started nipping on his sensitive neck while running her hands down his stomach.
He growled loudly. "Mistress, forgive me." The cat strained at the cage, the combined effort of his Mistress's, teeth, hands and the vibrations were almost too much to bear. His breath became shallow and he whined. "Please, I'm sorry Mistress; make it stop!"
"Tell me why!" She turned off the vibrator and lay back down on the bed. "This will never end, kitten."
The cat did his best to get his breathing under control, feeling himself leak precum, wanting to finish, yet also loving the feeling of being denied. He didn't know what he wanted, and so mewled softly.
"Oh Kitten, I heard that." The Mistress sauntered back to him and crouched in front of him. "You will not tell me will you?"
"No Mistress, I'm sorry."
"Then it will never end."
For hours it continued, all through the night; the light flogging, the touching, but the chastity was never removed, and the Desert Cat never reached orgasm. By the end of the night he was fully exhausted, unable to catch his breath and sleepily purring.
She turned the vibrator off, moving back to the other side of the bed and lying beside him before telling him the result of his disobedience. "You are not to take that off until I say. If you even hint at disobeying me again in the coming week, we will be in this room again. Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes, Mistress."
"Good. Now sleep." She then locked the chastity around him, placing the key around her neck before preparing herself for bed.
Thanks for reading!! Chow for now!