A simple job
With a groan of pain I slowly woke up again. Every inch of my body is sore with exertion as I blearily shake my head to try to get myself steady once more. I look up, a bowl of rice and some meat before me, as well as a large glass of water. At least my new master was nice enough to provide that while I was out. I shuffle forward, wincing from my sore rump, as a clatter of chains showing me he didn't quite trust me staying for my entire job yet. I sighed, looking down to the meal before carefully sitting myself to eat and await his return with a touch of nervousness.
I wasn't quite so worried when I first had the idea to become a companion. I had been suggested to try some work as a companion by a friend who had done several years of work. And being a rather pretty cat girl lass it seemed like a way for me to earn a lot of money in one year of work. OK, it's often hard and humiliating work, but they pay would be incredible. And indeed it ended up being more then I ever expected when I first looked over the massive naga guy who was inspecting me. I glanced over his body, tanned, lithe and strong upper half. Long black hair, and cold brown eyes with slitted pupils. His lower half was strong and sleek, a good dozen feet of writhing, diamond patterned rattlesnake. The tail tip occasionally flicking and rattling, making nervous shivers brush up my spine in instinct. I turned and twirled for him, trying my best to look inviting while not thinking of myself as dinner on display.
I didn't have to worry about that for the most part, as I was classed as pets to not be permanently changed or damaged. Which would at least lower the chance of me becoming a naga lunch. It was usually frowned upon to eat those companions not willing or rated for it. And of course, enforced as law, so the chance was pretty low. Still, there were always the stories of poor companions who ended in some monster's belly. Though the way he looked over my sleek belly and curvy butt made me wonder a little if it was to see how tasty I was. I didn't think I was anything too special myself, a slim little cat girl. Having a rather exotic coloration purple fur upon my lower legs and arms, patterns of the silky fur creating a wave like pattern along my breasts and sides. And bright pink hair from which purple furred ears cheerfully peek from. I gave him a little wink and blush, hoping he found my playful body appealing as I posed for my potential master.
Apparently he did, perhaps a little surprised he chose a catgirl like me over the more exotic choices. My purple tail flicking playfully, a little shiver in my nude state as I was fitted for a collar and a leash. The black leather was more snug then I expected as I was led out, without a stitch of clothes like a good little pet should wear. It felt a little weird being paraded across town in the nude, rather embarrassing at times as well when I saw an old friend. The air was cold on my exposed skin as I was led towards his house. I wasn't sure what to expect, starting to get second thoughts now as we reached the door. But I was too late to back out now, having signed a contract to be his pet for a year. It was more money then I could likely get in even twenty years. But I was his property now, to be used as he pleased. And walking alongside the large predator made nervous little shivers squirm in my belly, realizing how big he was to me. Knowing very well he could do quite anything he wanted to me, including stuffing me into his maw. My tail lashing in anxious flicks as we stepped into his home, trying to not think of a bulging snake belly.
It was strange mix of new and old, most of the house underground. Once past the initial hallway and living room I was led down to the lower story. The walls change to be reminiscent of a cave. The lighting subtle and hidden, making a more 'natural' room for the snakeman to enjoy his companion. Soon I was pulled along towards a large nest of furs and blankets, his scaled half curling up as he made room for me. Unceremoniously I found myself soon occupying his lap, the feel of scales on my rump surprisingly warm. His skin soft against mine as he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me against his chest, a soft hiss of pleasure against my ear while he kisses me. "Welcome to my humble home," nibbling sharply on an eartip to make me gasp, as he continues "I do hope you will find it comfortable."
My hips write against his as he holds me with his strong hands. Feeling them starting to rub, fondling and squeezing my breasts as I gasp out softly, "hfff... I... I haven't gotten, er," my sentence ending with a squeak as fingers pinch my nipples. I clench my eyes shut, the sensitive teases making it hard to continue as I gasp,"ah! Your, your name!"
The snakeman just grins to me, fangs peeking from lips as he noses my ear, tickling the delicate fur with his long forked tongue. I whimper, writhing my rump into his scaled lap to his playful hisses and content sounds. "oh, you may just call me Master for now, I'll let you earn the right to my name in time. Now my Miyoko, we really should get introduced to each other more... fully"
I gulp a little at the predatory hint in his voice as he bites my eartip. Moaning when he thrusts his hips against my exposed butt, feeling a slick heat starting to bulge up against my rump. I watch as one hand begins to coil the leash up tighter, to hold me as the other wraps around my waist. His big, heavy coils worm up over my legs, brushing them with dry warmth as the naga begins to restrain his new toy. I can feel the heat of slippery arousal forming in my lap as I squirm softly, legs firmly held and slowly spread. I begin to pant as he begins to turn me over slowly, pushing me towards my knees as I squirm against the strength of his coils. My heart racing with instincts as he tugs the collar sharply back, squeezing breaths from me as he pushes his quickly growing arousal under my tail.
I yelp at the sudden pressure against that delicate ring of flesh, not expecting the attention there. "Hhh, hey, I wasn't... hrrk!" My sentence is cut off with a jerk of the leash from one hand, the other tugging my belly and hips into his lap to press that blunt, male heat under my tail again. I can feel a taut stretching, I'd never been fucked under tail before, and I didn't even think he'd fit at this rate. His hisses above me with calm control, "You will do whatever I am willing to do, pet." He leans over my back, weight pushing my breasts into the soft blankets. I strain for breath, the collar harshly pinching my soft throat as I feel him pulling an arm back. My other arm instinctively reaches away as my cheek is pressed firmly against one of the furs, a rough grasp on the wrist soon trapping it as well. I tremble and begin to kick in shock, struggling for breaths as he casually presses and taps his maleness against my exposed pucker, that big tail pulling my knees in and lifting my hips to best present my butt as it rattles ominously.
I lash my tail uselessly against his lap, feeling the slippery precum upon the soft fur as he continues that relentless teasing. One arm held down by a coil of tail, the other pulled against my back as well. I whimper when I feel the smooth leather of the leash wrap around them, arms shoved upwards and cinched tightly. My fingers tingle from the taut bindings as he relaxes his grasp, letting me feel the tug on my throat when my arms try to relax and pull the leash back. Bound with my own collar and held in his coils as he steadily thrusts, growing more and more rough, starting to sink undertail to a chorus of yips and mewlings while I clench my eyes shut. Not quite expecting my first night to be so forward and abrupt as I yelp, feeling that cock pop into my butt, violating me with a lewd and erotic fullness.
His massive coil of a tail slides around my chest with a gasp of breath. Squeezing my breasts across the thick scales of his belly as his weight smothers me against the blankets. The push on my arms makes the leash clamp tighter around my throat, each breath a struggle as instinctual urges to run make me writhe in fear. His hands stroking my hair and cheeks in soothing strokes even as he forces me down and sinks his blunt maleness further into my rump. It's tight, so tight, a painful grunt escapes my lips between panting breaths as he stuffs me with his cock. The heat and fullness strangely erotic and alien as I feel myself clenching around him. His pleasured moans above me revealing his enjoyment of a frantically struggling cat girl beneath his coils. "Good little girl, that's it, milk your master's pleasure and he'll release you. But you better do it soon, before you run out of air..."
I feel a firm tenseness grasp around my breasts as he settles more weight. My moan turning to a squeal when he begins to clench around me with his tail. Pressing the air from my lips in a slowly, rippling squeeze. I begin to frantically struggle, the need for air making my fear race out of control. My hips buck, jerk, spasm against that obscene sensation filling my butt, violating me as he just grunts and groans with a casual enjoyment of my struggles. I can see stars forming as his weight and constricting tail force the air from my body. I jerk and tug on the leash, further strangling myself as my legs uselessly cramp and tug against the weight of his coils around them.
I was unable to move an inch, his little fucktoy as I drooled onto the blankets beneath me. The stars in my vision were quickly multiplying, dancing spots and tunneling vision my reward as I doubled my helpless thrashing beneath him. My heart was pounding in my chest, my mind racing, images of my limp body sliding into his gut all I could imagine. And the aching tenseness of arousal burns in my loins as I realized I was prey. Just an expensive, wriggling meal, food to bulge his scaled tail and fill his big serpent gut. His thrusts painful and firm, my rump aching from the thrusting into my once virgin ass. I could feel him drooling against my hair, while I was unable to even whimper with fear. And each moment I was growing closer to finally giving in to his fatal embrace.
I knew I was doomed as I felt my body grow slack. A warm, rush of elation began to fill my oxygen deprived brain. As the knowledge of being live prey made my loins tremble with pleasure, feeling a shudder of climax ooze wetness down my trapped thighs. My vision dwindling as I felt jaws wrap around my head. I shuddered as he pulled my head into his gaping maw, Another set of spasms from my weakening butt abruptly triggering a gush of heat into my straining rump. At least I had fought unto the end, as the loud cry of his orgasm echoed in the ears he pulled his lips around my head fully. A flood of pleasure and a massive orgasm spasmed me, along with the messy gushes of naga cum up my butt. My eyes rolled back, my last sight the blackness of his throat as I gave into that merciless pleasure of his predatory embrace. Giving myself up as food as my last strength died in a messy climax.
I would awaken later limp and sprawled across the blankets. Cum oozing from my sore butt. Saliva dripping from my hair and cheeks from his deep kiss and mouthing at my head. My muscles aching from struggles and cramping for air. Bruises upon my wrists, neck, and hips from his taut embrace and bondage as I blearily stirred. Staring at my meal and realizing slowly I was not, this night at least, food. But the knowledge he could have so casually wrapped his jaws around me and buried me in my stomach gave me an erotic shudder. My dreams of an easy, careless job for the year popped with that first lewd night, as I realized I'd be earning every penny of my pay this long year as I awaited his return for the next night. Only 364 to go...