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“It’s amazing how much of a reaction you can still have, even when there’s a cage wrapped around so much of it...but it’s still just so sensitive , isn’t it?”

Teasing Xen was such a common part of Alex’s average weekday that it had become something of a pastime, but when the weekends came around and greater free time was there to be had, Alex wasn’t content with simply teasing Xen.

There was more to the act than working the snow leopard up. That part of the fun came throughout the week in brief, satisfying moments, reminding the feline of his position in the relationship and giving him bits and pieces of pleasure, but never enough to build on.

Kneeling in front of his pet and resting his elbows on the seat of the chair, Alex kept a fingertip swirling around the end of a stuffed cage, tickling the narrow gaps in the metal...just enough that Xen never went more than a second without his member being stroked, but then, every touch was the latest in a seemingly endless line of teasing movements.

“You’ve b-been edging me for two weeks ,” Xen gave the reminder, but Alex was already keeping a silent track of those days. “I feel like I can’t even breathe without getting closer...”

“And yet, the way this cage is set up, even if I did push you over the edge, you wouldn’t really be able to enjoy it, would you?”

For being such a kindly looking canine, Alex was capable of such depravity that it would have made a porn star blush. He saved those mannerisms for the private moments that he shared with his pet, but when they were alone, the golden mutt wasn’t afraid to let the gloves come off.

The cage, on the other hand, might be staying in place: whether Alex had already made up his mind or not, Xen couldn’t begin to guess, but he had to believe that being a good, obedient pet was the only thing that might win him a moment of relief.

“I didn’t think you’d actually put on the...little...b-bit at the end...”

Any chastity cage could be considered a cruelty, but Alex didn’t stop with something basic and metallic.

It was a display of just how much he cared for his pet, that he bought the additional component, wrapping a ring of metal around the very base of the feline’s sack. Thanks to that, even if Xen decided to misbehave and grant himself a forbidden orgasm, he would only feel the throbbing of his length against the rattling metal of the cage, instead of the relief of those long, messy strands of cum leaping from the end of his cock.

“It’s not that I don’t trust you, Xen...but after two weeks of this kind of attention, I would completely understand why you’d try to sneak out a quickie. I wouldn’t allow it, but believe me, I would understand...”

Leaning in close enough to let the warmth of his breath roll over the caged cock, Alex kept teasing the feline, little by little, but he was completely in tune with his pet, sharing that wavelength and knowing just how far he could take those playful touches before he ended up with a terrible mess on his hands.

“If you trust me, c-can I please-

“Nu uh.”

Xen didn’t think it would be that easy. From beyond the edge of his glasses, the snow leopard hoped that the forlorn look in his amethyst stare would be enough to persuade Alex, but some part of him already knew it wouldn’t be that easy.

He was a good pet, and he felt that he’d earned his release, but until Alex had his own fun, the feline knew there wouldn’t be a single breath of relief.

“Aww...don’t you go pouting on me now, pet. You didn’t really think it would be as easy as asking for release, did you?”

Alex was content to rest between the forcibly parted thighs of the snow leopard for as long as it took, but that matter was less about whether or not Xen could earn his release, and whether or not Alex was feeling merciful.

Theirs was a mostly playful back and forth, with affection at the core of their behaviors, but the spreader bar between Xen’s ankles and the coils of rope that kept his wrists bound behind the chair were firmer reminders that, playfully so or not, his flesh was not to be touched without Alex’s permission.

Giving himself such permission was no issue: when push came to shove, Alex was greedy about claiming what he owned, and a long, slow drag of his tongue over the top of the cage was a blissful reminder of the same.

“Ahn! M...master...you didn’t...I mean...I didn’t think you were gonna let me-

“Oh, you still can’t,” Alex interrupted. He knew that Xen was on the edge without a single, physical touch provided; even the warmth of a rolling breath would have been enough to push the snow leopard over the edge, and warm, trickling evidence spilled forth in the form of glistening precum. “I didn’t give you permission yet, did I?”

“Well, n-no, but...why are you...”

There was no need for a verbal reply. The grin that pulled Alex’s muzzle into such a devious curve was an answer enough: Xen wouldn’t be granted permission until Alex was sure that the feline couldn’t hold back any longer.

Whether the words would be uttered, or the mess would be made first, would determine how much time Xen would spend in the cage the next month.

“Sounds like we’re starting to put all the pieces together,” Alex teased. “Believe me, I’ve had quite a difficult time myself, knowing that I can’t really play with your body the way that I’d really like to. Holding back for this long is starting to take a toll on me, too.”

In the privacy of that room, there was no need for clothing, and no fabric to obscure the fact that Alex’s member was throbbing at the air, every tiny pulse giving up another bead of precum to the floor.

He wasn’t quite outpacing Xen- the feline had a much greater backup to work through- but they were both leaking in anticipation of the moment that Alex would finally give them the clearance to enjoy themselves.

“All I have to do is say the word and unclip this little lever, and you can give me everything you’ve got,” Alex suggested. “It’s really that easy, and yet...it’s never been that easy, has it?”

As close to Xen’s tummy as he was, Alex couldn’t help leaning in close enough to kiss the warm, plentiful fluff around the base of the feline’s sheath.

“If it was that easy, we might not properly appreciate how amazing this is gonna feel...”

Xen would have asked who his master was talking about, but for all the leaking that Alex was doing, the canine was leaving his own flesh to twitch with a growing sense of need- they would tend to that later- but as much as he was a stern owner, Alex was entirely fair.

As far as he was concerned, Xen had earned his release and then some, but he was still building the anticipation as he moved back toward the tip of that caged, leaking cock, letting the warmth of his breath tickle the shaft the entire way there.

“Master, p...please...”

“You don’t have to beg any longer,” Alex assured him. “I’d prefer it if you did, but you’ve been such a wonderful pet this weekend...I’m willing to give you a break if you need it.”

Reaching beneath that caged cock and turning the key, Alex released the ring that kept Xen’s balls in such a tight, helpless grip. Just the release of that pressure was an orgasmic delight, but to that end, Xen still wasn’t given expressed permission to have his release, and he knew better than to fall for such a dastardly trick.

Though it was an inward sense of pride, Alex was proud, indeed, that Xen hadn’t given in when such a perfect opportunity presented itself.

“You almost took the bait...I could feel it,” Alex offered what would become the final tease, as he fished the key out from the underside of the chair. “I’m gonna have to get a little more creative when I lock you back up, pet...”

Like finally scratching the insufferable itch in the middle of one’s back- unreachable and constant- it was hard to overstate the relief that flooded Xen when the links of steel separated and opened, allowing Alex to easily pull the chastity cage away from throbbing flesh.

Once freed, that impressive shaft continued to throb, but every pump of vitality that moved through brought it one inch closer to being a full erection, until Alex could feel his pet rising to the occasion.

His kiss was stolen by that cock, as it grew right into the purse of his lips.

“Thank you...s-so much...master...”

Without another touch, Xen was struggling to keep his climax at bay any longer, having been brought to the edge and back by relief alone.

After weeks of contact and literal hours of edging, it only took Alex opening his maw around the end of that impressive tool to push Xen over; he’d put greater effort into turning on a television, but then, that betrayed the amount of buildup that had occurred in the background.

“You’re welmcomf.”

Refusing to let that delicious morsel leave his muzzle, Alex stayed right in place and bucked down hard, swallowing up every inch of that feline treat and suckling hard at the base. With his paws free to roam, he took a calm and casual grip of his pet’s sack, wanting to feel just how tight that flesh would become, as once loose skin contracted and gripped the weight of his balls.

Xen’s body was struggling to keep up. “Master, I’m...g-gonna...”

Alex nodded, giving silent permission for his pet to do whatever came naturally...at least, whatever Xen could still do, when his body was bound to the chair.

The lashing weight of a floofy, spotted tail created a breeze in the background, and a tremble of untold pleasure forced the chair to scrape against the floor as Xen took his master’s offered inch and ran with it.

All that time spent whimpering about how badly you wanted to get off, and now you’re taking your sweet time with it, Alex thought. If that’s how you wanna play...

Just because Xen was finally being given clearance to climax, it didn’t mean that he was allowed to play outside of the other rules and dictate the rest of their fun.

The pet was still the pet, and the master was still the master...and while the former was shuddering against the chair when the first strand of cum leapt from the tip of his cock, splashing against the roof of Alex’s maw, the latter was already thinking about how better to punish Xen for taking an extended vacation from his cage.

“Fuck...ooh...ooofuck, I’m...I’m cumming!” the feline was a moment too late to declare the truth, before the warm, messy yield of his orgasm coursed over the flat of his master’s tongue, bathing that flesh with a plentiful helping of exquisite seed. “Oh m-my gosh...I f-feel...like I’m gonna pass out...”

Pressing his palms down tight and grabbing his pet by the insides of his thighs, Alex kept control of the situation from the comfort of his knees. Having felt the last throb of those swollen, now emptied orbs, he kept his claws pressed into the sweet meat of Xen’s legs, wanting to reaffirm himself as the master, when his pet was still riding the peak of his sensual high.

“Well now...we can’t have you doing that, can we?”

Alex took full control once more, swallowing back the last of his earned treat and offering Xen a melting, messy grin. “I heard that letting you out of your cage might make you a little light-headed, pet. Guess we’d better lock you back up, for...”

“For now?” Xen asked, smiling and hopeful that he’d earned a bit of a respite.

“For the rest of the month,” Alex dashed those hopes, but kept the snow leopard throbbing with excitement at the thought. “Can’t be too careful, can we?”