Sensei's Rod of Discipline
Evening Yiffstarians. Drackir here with another of my livejournal meme's. This is the third one and the second yiffy one. This request is for Zarneth. Her equested something involving a catboy in a dress. Not being a huge cross dressing fan I subverted it a little. If you are not over 18 you are not supposed to be reading this. If you are though please don't let this cloud the fact your sex life is not as satisfying as fictional characters. If you do not enjoy man on man lurving, anthropmorphic animals doing the dirty or male nudity you need your head examined and should go do that now. If you do not like cross dressing, well either do I, give it a read. Without futher delay I present "Sensei's Rod of Discipline" * * * "I feel like a douche" FLASH "You look cute" "I look like a nong!" FLASH "You do not, now loose the top" The ginger cat sighed and slowly started to unbutton his top. He didn't know why his boyfriend liked him dressing up like a school girl. Sure he was short and prettier rather than handsome or cute. And yes he had the long hair. He didn't enjoy it though. FLASH He was topless now and starting to blush beneath his short fur. Despite his boyfriends praises (And a few admirers online) he didn't think he was anything special. "Now spin around for me hun" His boyfriend, a short but well muscled otter, was urging him on. The fact he wasn't wearing any clothes at all displayed his considerable excitement clearly. The cat even noticed it was dripping. "Damn perve!" He thought to himself as he started spinning, like he had done the few other times the otter had asked. The frilly skirt rose up revealing the pink panties below. He was glad he was excited by this because they were too confining just to his flaccid member. FLASH "Now could you.. erm" The otter was blushing and stumbling over his words. One paw was just gently stroking the tip of his large cock, the other holding the camera steady. "Please... drop the panties?" In an instant they were off, the cat sighing as he felt the cool air brushing over his cramped sheath and balls. It was just a matter of time now until... He gasped as the otter rushed him, pressing him up against the wall. He could feel his strength, the warm air running along his neck, the thick cock pressed against his own now rapidly growing cock blocked by the thinnest layer of fabric. "You've been a naughty girl haven't you?" The otter growled as he thrust his hips forward, pinning the feline even harder against the wall. The cats claws dug into his back as he move to his ear, hissing softly "Shut the fuck up and pound me already Mark" Mark whimpered softly, his illusion ruined ever so slightly by his boyfriends unlady like snarl and out of character dialogue. But as he drew back he looked over his figure. The handsome face, tight chest and stomach, the skirt hiding both his gorgeous erect and tight ass, those long luscious legs. He grinned and grabbed his lovers shoulder, pulling him and turning him to face the wall. He lets his paws slide up under the dress, groping the tight ass. He could hear the felines soft gasps of breath as he pulled the cheeks apart. "Push it in me... please. I need it" Oliver moaned as he felt Mark teasing his ass. He was rock hard now, oozing pre onto the frilly dress as he dug his claws into the wall. "I can't believe I'm doing this" he thought to himself and then raised his voice a few octaves "I've been a bad bad girl. Please Sensei, I need your rod of discipline." Both voices cried out in unison as the otter thrust forward, not hesitating to let the feline's tight entrance adjust to him and slamming himself into the hilt. The feline felt the claws on his left hand snap as he dug them into the wall. "Not so rough damnit" He muttered out before the otter paw grabbed and held his muzzle shut. The otter's hips gave a few sharp thrusts, pushing just that little bit extra of his base in before pulling back to the tip and thrusting in again. Like a mechanical bull he thrusted and grunted, thinking only of his own pleasure. The tight hole, the photo shoot, the dress, oh gods the dress. It all grew up in his mind as he let go of Oliver's muzzle. His groans of pleasure filled the room and the otter's ears. H whimpered and thrust in hard again, not making a noise as he emptied himself inside his boyfriend. Holding still there as he felt his cock spasm, emptying every last iota of seed before collapsing to the ground. Oliver gasped deeply and turned around to look over his spent lover. The front of the dress he was wearing was coated in his own semen. He had no idea when he had cum or how many times, but damn was the pain in his ass worth it. "Hey river rat" He said as he slowly slid down the walls. He saw the otter raise his head, looking down past his flaccid maleness at the cat. "Next time you wear the dress" * * *
All he characters depicted here belong to Drackir. This story also belong to Drackir, written for zarneth who has unlimited redistrubution rights, lucky him :) Any resemblance to characters either living ideas, events past present and future is entirely coincidental.