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[b][u][center]From Slave to Mistress

Part 2

For Angelus288

By Draconicon[/center][/u][/b]

The moment that Kara lifted her foot, she realized that she'd hit the lottery. Not only had she been bought by a submissive pervert of a human, but she had been bought by someone with a foot fetish. He watched with such eager attention as she made her toes dance up and down, the black pads along the undersides, the soft fur on the top and sides holding his attention. She smiled as she extended her leg, pressing her sole and the pads on it against his face, rubbing along his cheek a few times.

“Oh? Do you like what you see?" she asked, smirking slightly.

“I…um…I…"

“You are a man of remarkably few words."

“I'm not used to sex slaves…"

“Or sex at all, from what I can tell."

“No…"

“Were you a virgin?"

“…"

“Ah ha, I see."

She smiled, dragging her toes down his face and along his chest, teasing him slowly with the ends of her foot. Wherever she touched, she could feel him tensing up, her sensitive toes finding all sorts of places that wanted to be touched, stroked, played with. It was rather amusing, in some ways, and rather startling in others.

“Have you had…any experience?"

“Only…with these," he admitted, slowly reaching up and taking one of her feet in hand, gently rubbing his thumbs along the underside. “I…might have a thing for the anthro women out there…"

“And their feet?"

“And their feet," Degan admitted, his cheeks burning ever so slightly. “Father didn't like us doing much with them, but…well, there have been times in the stairwell, and other places, where he didn't have a chance to see us. Never more than, um, foot stuff, since it was easier to stop and cover up if someone came along, but…"

No wonder he was as submissive as he was. There were a number of submissive anthros, yes, but the chance to put a human noble under one's heel was certainly the sort of thing that many of the more broken-down ladies dreamed of doing. Certainly, ever since she had learned that it was something that some humans enjoyed, she had hoped that she'd have the chance to put someone else under her feet.

She curled her toes, and he shivered. That bulge in his pants was obviously getting more and more needy the longer that she teased him.

Kara smiled, fanning her toes, and he took the encouragement to lean forward and kiss her pads. The soft touch of his lips sent a shiver down her spine, and she chuckled.

“So, you have a thing for anthros like me. Is that why you've been flustered and fumble-footed ever since we started talking?"

Degan's cheeks continued to burn, but he didn't deny it. If anything, he looked a little bit relieved.

And the fact that he was able to look like that made her feel a bit better, too. Her plans could have worked with someone that was a complete idiot with no redeeming features, but if he had a little intelligence, a little bit of something for her to work with, then it had a better chance of success. And she would have a bit more fun with him in the process, too.

Resting her hands behind her, she brought both legs up, sandwiching Degan's face between her soles. He grunted slightly at the sudden pressure, only to moan a second after. Kara smiled.

“Well, now. I think you might require a little training, Degan, but you could be an eminently skilled lover."

“Mmmph…I didn't buy you for –"

She clenched her toes, curling them through his hair, and he shivered. The snow leopard shook her head.

“Whoever sold me to you made a mistake, and that mistake is our opportunity."

“What – oh…"

“Yes, oh. How do you like the idea of a household full of anthros like me?"

“…That…that would be…"

“Yes, quite a bit better, wouldn't it?"

He nodded, and this time, she was quite sure that it was at what she was saying rather than just the feeling of her feet on his face. That was a good start. She needed to make sure that she followed up on it, though. More to the point, she needed to determine a few things.

“I'm going to have to ask you a few questions, Degan, and if you answer them right, then I'll let you play with these a little more. That seems fair, right?"

“Mmph. Yeah, that's…that's fair." He nodded as she pulled her feet down again, resting them on the floor. “What do you want to know?"

“First off, this house. What is wrong with it?"

“That, um…that's kind of my fault. I moved in a month ago, and I hadn't gotten around to hiring anyone yet."

“The house is filthy. How did you live in this?"

“Well, it's not so bad when you only live and work in two different areas. If you keep those spots clean, and the paths between them decent, it's workable."

“…And why didn't you hire someone earlier?"

“…" He rubbed the back of his neck. “That's the embarrassing part."

“Tell me," she said, tapping her toes on the floor.

“My father…he kinda dumped this manor on me. He said that it was mine, and it was up to me to see to it that the lands and the estate started turning a profit. The way that he said to do it, though…"

“Let me guess. He told you how to be rough and 'motivating' to the peasants."

Degan nodded, and Kara sighed.

It was an unfortunate tendency of the nobility to not have much understanding of how the lower classes worked. There were the slaves, and then the peasants, then the free-men, and then the merchants. After that, it got into land and nobility, but it was everyone below that, the ones that didn't own land, that had to be pushed for the nobility to make a profit off of things. And most of the time, they did it in the crudest, most unworkable way possible.

It was why there had been minor rebellions in the last few decades, as people started to get the picture that they didn't have to live like that. The cruel lords pushed and gained profit, while the kind lords were knocked out of business by the cruel ones. From the way that things were going, she could guess which one Degan's father and Degan himself were.

She glanced at the walls, at the dust, at everything that had gathered in the chamber, then slowly shook her head.

“How many peasants work your land?"

“244," he answered with alacrity.

“And how many of them are bound to it?"

“Only 99. The others have a contract."

“A contract. And what does that contract demand?"

“Um…twenty gold worth of produce per household, per year."

Doing the math, that meant that there were probably between 122 and 160 households out there, depending on whether the peasants were married or not. If they guessed on the low end, that meant that they'd be owed nearly two thousand, five hundred gold pieces a year in sellable and usable crops.

And despite that, the whole manor was in a state. Even if he had pulled that in only once so far, since getting here a month ago, he should have had the funds to buy up a few more slaves, at least. A month's income at that rate would have been around two hundred gold, and considering her price tag had been perhaps thirty gold, that should have been enough for at least a few other helpers.

Which meant that either Degan was spending the gold stupidly, or he was doing what she was worried he was doing.

“How…pushy…have you been with the peasants?"

“Um…define pushy."

“Making sure that they fulfill their obligations."

“Well, they've been having a hard time of it, too. The stormy season hasn't been good to the fields, and some of them have been sick."

“And the healthy ones?"

“…Well, they're caring for the sick…"

“…All of them?"

“Well, um. There's been fever and flu and –"

Kara held up her hand, shaking her head a few times. She could hear the kindness and eagerness and genuineness in the human's voice, but more than that, she could also hear the slight awareness of how he'd been played coming into his voice.

The snow leopard knew that there was every reason to be kinder to one's workers, but that didn't mean that they could utterly slack off as landholders. The peasants might look after one another, but they were not the ones that owned the land, nor were they guaranteed to work together properly without a little oversight.

More to the point, Degan would never get what he needed without being a little more firm. He could be kind without being a pushover.

She didn't have to say any of that, either. The more she stared at him, the more that he seemed to realize how he'd screwed up. Eventually, he rubbed his forehead with one hand.

“I need to start doing more, don't I?"

“Yes, you do." She nodded. “What are your resources?"

“About…four hundred gold left in the coffers, a hundred of that earmarked for the peasants and seeing to some improvements. Three hundred left for whatever we can use right now."

“And that will be improved by a few hundred every month, right?"

“Well, next month, yes, but after that, we're back to waiting for the right seasons for the right crops to roll around."

“…It's not monthly?" Kara asked.

“No, it's a seasonal thing. Money comes in every quarter."

Every. Quarter.

[i]Okay, so that's not going to be quite so easy as I hoped…[/i]

Three hundred, plus a couple hundred more at the end of the season, would give her something to start with. However, if she had to balance the money through the different seasons, making sure that she didn't waste any that could be used for making things better, then it was going to be much more difficult to get things done quickly. Kara had already decided that diversification was going to be necessary to make a profit off of the estate, but it was needed even more than she thought.

The snow leopard leaned back a bit more on the bed, tapping her foot as she considered the situation. Degan cocked his head to the side.

“You're not like the other slaves, are you?" he asked.

“No. I'm not."

“Why is that?"

“Sex slaves get a different sort of training. And I'm a different sort of sex slave."

“I can see that," he said, his eyes drifting up and down her body. “You aren't really much of a slave."

“I've been trained to be what my master needs. And you…" She smiled, flicking her tail about. “You obviously need a mistress."

“I'm not that submissive."

“You're submissive enough that you'll take orders even without me having to explain them. That's pretty submissive."

“So will a good soldier from someone that knows what they're doing."

“Does that mean that you think I know how to run things better than you do?"

“…I don't know, but you give that impression."

“Good. Then I'm doing my job."

Degan hesitated, then gestured at the side of the bed next to her. She nodded, and he sat down beside her.

“So, if I understand your plan right…you want to spend money to buy up more slaves, and make this place a haven for them."

She blinked. “How did you know –"

Degan smiled, and she sighed. She should have guessed. A lord like him would have been looking for ways for slaves to be treated well, too, and that meant that he'd probably had a similar idea, at least at some point in the past. Whether he still thought the same, she didn't know, but it was a step in the right direction.

“Yes, that's the plan. And if we get the right ones, then that means that you'll have an easier time running this place."

“You want to make them supervisors?"

“I want them to be able to choose what they want to be. And I think that we need to aim for people like me, specifically."

“Sex slaves?"

“The ones that have received training like I have. The ones that know how to meet the needs of those that they're around. The ones that know how to be dominant if they have to."

“Well…you definitely know how to do that."

She nodded her appreciation, tapping her finger on her legs. If Degan was on board, that meant that things could be a little less complicated. Less money to work with, but also less manipulation that she'd have to do to keep him from finding out what she was doing.

For all that she had been ready to take charge, Kara realized this was going to be a very long game to play. Her opponent was no longer her master, but rather the world outside the estate, the nobles that believed that her and her species should never be allowed any sort of freedom, and that they should only be kept as sex toys or worse.

Thankfully, they were no longer the majority, though slavery for non-humans continued to be the prevailing idea in the kingdom. However, if she could get some anthros here, if she could start using them to start adjusting the estate, making it more profitable and more useful to the kingdom at large, then there was a possibility that people would see her and her people as something more than slaves and toys.

But she still had to play it smart, or it would be over before it began.

“So, are those all the questions?" Degan asked.

The snow leopard glanced back at him. He was looking down at her feet, and she could tell that he had been waiting for a while for a new pair to play with. She could just imagine that the various peasants were probably mostly human, if not completely. Anthro women out there would be at a premium with the way that humans seemed to have an odd lust for them, and she doubted that he had had the fun that he preferred in some time.

Kara smiled, slowly sliding back along the lord's bed. He watched as she leaned back against the headboard, crossing her feet at the ankles. She pointed her toes at him, tilted her head back, and smiled.

“Go ahead."

“You're sure?"

“Start how you like. I'll do what I want when I'm ready."

That seemed to be all that he needed to hear. Just like that, he was on her feet, lifting them up by the ankles and dragging his head along the bottoms of them. She smiled at the odd feeling of flesh along the bottom of her feet, the soft nuzzles and little wiggles of his head against her soles a rather lovely reminder of just how good it was to keep someone down there.

Her feet were quite sensitive, and the gentle nuzzles soon started affecting her. She bit her lip, keeping the little moans that were starting to build up from escaping, but even so, she could feel her sex getting a little damp. He stroked his fingers along the bottom of her feet when he wasn't nuzzling them, giving them soft pets, and she deliberately pushed her hands behind her head to avoid the temptation of fingering herself just yet.

After all, she had him for extra pleasure.

As Degan went from nuzzling her feet to kissing them, she smiled and rolled her head back. She didn't [i]quite[/i] close her eyes, but she came close, holding them shut to slivers. She wiggled her toes from time to time, letting him get a good view of the wiggling digits, only to feel his tongue drawing a line up from her heel to her arch, and then up to her toes proper. The soft lick against them made her shiver, and she groaned.

“Do you like that, Mistress?" he asked.

“You can tell I do."

“I love your feet. They're beautiful."

“Heh…yes, they are."

“I could be under these for hours. I'm serious. I could enjoy these for as long as you'd let me be there."

She was pretty sure that he was completely honest with her right there, but that didn't mean that she was going to let him do it. No, he would have to earn that, just like any slave would have to earn what they did.

Nevertheless, she smiled, stroking a toe along his cheek. It was meant as a gentle reward in and of itself, but he turned it into something else as he opened his mouth and sucked it past his lips.

“Mmmph…"

“Mmm."

He smiled at her around her toe, bobbing his head back and forth and giving her a tease that she hadn't had for a long time. The gentle licking along her toe, the soft nibbling that followed every so often, the way that he debased himself before her soles: it was all exactly what she wanted. Kara growled under her breath, gently pushing her foot forward to start sliding her toe along his tongue.

As she reminded him who was in charge, she glanced down between his legs. His leather pants were bulging, and they were bulging quite a bit at that point. They obviously were quite filled with excitement, and that throbbing cock was definitely begging to be let loose. She knew that she would allow it soon, as Degan had been a good boy, but it was fun to watch him squirm with impatience.

As he licked between her toes, dragging his tongue between one, then the next, then the next, she focused on the warm pleasure of his spit and his tongue wherever it went. There was something utterly fascinating about foot worship, about having her feet be so obsessed over, and…

Well, she had to admit, the temptation to rub herself was getting harder and harder to ignore. Her pussy was wet as could be, and her clit throbbed slightly over it, begging her to take a more direct hand. Her training gave her the willpower to resist that temptation, but it was a hard one.

Degan moaned eagerly, though, and never reached for his cock. If anything, he seemed more fascinated with her feet than he could ever be with his own equipment. He rolled his head to the side, dragging his tongue along her arch, and then leaned in further with just the gentlest of nibbles. Kara gasped, biting her own lips.

“Do you like that, Mistress?" he asked.

“Mmph. I think you know I do."

“I know, but –"

“Pants off."

“Oh, um –"

“Now, or I will shred them."

Degan reacted quickly enough after that, pulling his trousers down and pushing them off the bed. What was exposed was something that was fairly satisfactory, something that she felt would be reasonably fun to ride. Perhaps six and a half inches, maybe seven if she were to push down on his crotch a little bit. Enough to give her a ride, and enough to get her off, if she was active with it.

And if he had the stamina.

However, as he reached for her ankles again, she pressed her slick foot against his chest, holding him back with a smile on her muzzle.

“Ah ah. I didn't say that you would be doing it that way."

“Ah…then, how would you like to do it, Mistress?"

“On your back."

“…Heh, as you wish."

Smiling, she watched him as he laid down beside her. His cock stood out a bit better from this angle, and she reached down, taking it in hand. It was a different feel to her trainers and some of the anthros that she had been with during her training, smoother in a way, and the tip was definitely a little more bulging than the barbed cocks or the other human shafts that she had seen. He had a head that would really make her feel it.

[i]And a shaft that's not bad for thickness, either.[/i]

There were ways to make it even more fun, but for now, she wanted to see just how long her 'master' could take it if she was to ride him.

Kara swung her leg up and over the human's waist, mounting him the way that one might have mounted a horse. She stroked her fingers down his chest, smiling up at him before leaning down and giving him a gently nibble at the side of his neck. He groaned, his cock throbbing under her pussy.

“Are you ready to see how an anthro feels on the inside?"

“Mmmph…I'm ready."

“You think you can last?"

“I'll try, for you."

“Heh…you're falling for me, aren't you?"

“Isn't that your plan?" he asked with a small smile.

She hadn't quite planned it that way, but it wouldn't exactly be useless. The idea of him loving her, craving her, would certainly make sure that he followed her orders a little bit more eagerly. Chuckling, she reached down and cupped the head of his cock in her fingers. As her hips slid back and forth, moistening his shaft, she kept the head itself from being left alone, almost tickling it with her furred digits.

He throbbed for her, and she had to admit, there was a wonderful feeling of having this power over someone else. She didn't quite see him as a slave, but he was quite devoted to her. Very devoted, indeed, considering that he was on the verge of dripping on her fingers already, and seemed more than willing to keep going.

[i]Will you last long enough to get me off?[/i] she wondered. [i]I bet not…[/i]

But that was half the fun, finding out. She smiled to herself, grinding forward, back, forward, back, always teasing him, always teasing herself. Degan groaned under her, being a good boy and gripping the sheets rather than her hips.

[i]It's almost like he's the one that's been trained to be a slave, and me the one that's been trained to dominate.[/i]

Smirking, she pushed her hips forward that little bit more, sliding right over the head of his cock. She angled the head up just enough, and then pushed back. The sudden gasp he made, the way that his eyes went wide, told her that he hadn't been exaggerating about not having any 'real' experience with women.

“Mmm, how's it feel?" she asked.

“It feels…very wet. Tight."

“And now?" she asked, rolling her hips from side to side as she pushed him in deeper.

The faces that he made, so overwhelmed with stimulation, were just perfect for her. They were both silly and cute at the same time, and she had to admit that she almost wished that she had found someone like this earlier. It was almost too cute for her to find it sexy.

Almost.

She rolled her hips all the way to the base of his cock, restraining a little purr of her own arousal as she felt the pleasurable stretch that came with riding that shaft. It went right up to all the good places, and she rested her hand just over her sex, rubbing at herself and feeling the pressure of the shaft inside.

“Mmm…that's it…"

“Ah…" Degan groaned, panting. “Wow…oh, wow…"

“Better than you thought?"

“So much better."

“Good. Now, try and hold out. You want your mistress to feel good, don't you?"

He nodded, and again, it made her smile. The way that he had submitted so quickly, so eagerly, told her that he really did want things to be good.

Resting her hands on his shoulders, she started to lean forward, feeling his cock running back out of her pussy. She took her time, doing it gently, making sure that she got him all the way to the very tip of his shaft before suddenly pushing back. The sudden drop might have pushed some virgins over the edge, but not Degan. He grunted, his hands almost grabbing her, but he stopped himself.

“Good boy."

“Mmmph…God…How close are you?"

“Heh, not very close at all."

“Oh God…"

“Yes. Hold on, now."

She gripped his shoulders again, this time more firmly than the last time, and this time, she didn't move nearly as slowly. The snow leopard lifted her hips and lowered them as fast as she had done in training, and growled under her breath at the pleasurable, stretching feeling that came from jamming Degan's dick in and out of herself, feeling her pussy opening up, feeling her inner walls relaxing as they were given something to push against for the first time in far too long. Her juices started coating the human's cock, giving it a shine, making it easier to slide on, and he seemed to like it, too.

Up, down, up, down, her fingers curling almost into claws as she held onto him, her hips picking up speed as he moaned under her. His huffing, puffing breath played across her large breasts, and she could feel him gasping, his hips making little twitching motions as they tried to thrust, but she was the one in charge. She called the shots. She was the one that picked the pace when they played.

Up, down, up, down, slamming her hips against him again, and again, and again, each time feeling him moan and push back. He ground against her for that split second when they were joined at the hips, then she would rise up again and he would try and fail to follow before she was shoving him right back in.

Degan groaned, moaned, and even whimpered from time to time under her. She could feel him stiffening up, his entire body getting tense as he tried to keep from going over the edge. The snow leopard smiled, slowing down just a bit, just enough to let her roll her hips, swaying them around the head of his cock. The pleasure that came from grinding him against other spots that were less easy to reach was worth the effort, and so were the gasps that she was able to pull from him.

“What's the matter? Having a hard time?" she asked.

“Just…never thought…oh god, so close…"

“You want to finish, hmm?"

“Mmmph…"

“Do you want to cum in me?"

“Gods, yes…"

“Then do it." Kara smirked, leaning forward. “Just know that, if you do, I'm not stopping."

“Mmmph…ah…ah…"

He was trying so hard, and she could tell that it was quite the challenge to keep up with her. That said, she knew that he wasn't going to outlast her, particularly as she leaned forward further, burying his face between her breasts.

“Go on…enjoy…and so will I."

The human moaned into her breasts, and she grinned as she felt him cum inside of her. The warmth of that splatter was just what she wanted, but she was far from done. She squeezed around his cock, giving it a good tug, a good milking, and he moaned all the more beneath her as she did.

As he gasped for breath, she smiled, situating herself properly. Now, it was her turn.

Everything that had happened up to that point was suddenly eclipsed as she started bouncing her hips hard and fast, showing off everything that she had learned in her training as a sex slave. Not just the ability to take it, not just the ability to manipulate others and make them want to be with her, but showing that she had the speed and stamina to outlast anyone. Her hips moved like a blur, slamming down on his cock, milking Degan for everything that he had, and more besides.

Unsurprisingly, he wasn't ready for it. He gasped, arching his back, throwing his head from side to side. She chuckled, leaning in and biting his neck again.

“I warned you," she whispered.

“Nnnng! Ah! Too much!"

“Don't worry. You'll learn. You'll be better…soon…"

She grinned as she continued to ride him, pushing him down, making sure that his cock stayed hard. And oh, it stayed hard. His mind might not have been ready for her pleasures, but his body was more than willing to learn…

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Hours later, she dismounted him. His cock was swollen with the abuse that she had put it through, but neither of them regretted it. At least, judging by the face that he had as he fell asleep, Degan didn't regret it.

[i]He'll learn stamina as time goes on,[/i] she thought, the snow leopard shaking her head and sliding out of the bed. She grabbed her cloak, pulling it back around her shoulders, then cracked her neck one way, then the other.

“Let's see what this manor has to it. Maybe there's something that we can sell off."

If nothing else, it might give her more ideas of how to kickstart making this manor a bit more profitable. She had ways of working with Degan to make it work the way that other estates did, and she was sure that the two of them could find compromises to keep the peasants productive while not abusing them, but there had to be other things.

The idea of turning the manor into a sort of brothel popped into her head, but she pushed that back out. It would somewhat defeat the purpose of bringing the other anthro women here, and she wanted to make sure that this place was good for them.

And for Degan. It was rare enough that there was a good noble out there, and while he was definitely inexperienced, he had a good heart. He just needed some help and a bit of prodding to not overcompensate for things.

Kara left the bedroom and went exploring.

[b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]

Summary: Kara and Degan have a bit more fun, and Kara finds out that Degan is a bit more experienced and informed than she expected.

Tags: M/F, human, anthro, human/anthro, snow leopard, femdom, slavery, mistress, foot fetish, foot worship, pleasure, wet, orgasm, cum, sensitivity, vaginal, creampie, fucked silly,