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"There's no way she did all that." a dark gray panther sat awestruck as he listened to his friend's story. His darker semi-circle markings made it look like he had small tattoos all over his coat.

"I'm telling the truth this girl was off the wall." his friend reassured him. Kergiby rubbed his chin as they sat at the bar together. He wasn't one to believe outlandish sexual stories but his buddy wasn't the type to make stuff up, let alone this kind of stuff.

"Hey if you don't believe me you can try and hookup with her yourself."

"Did you get her number?" the panther wasn't normally into the sort of thing described, but it did seem a little kinky, he'd be lying if he said it didn't perk his interest.

"Get her number? She's right over there." his friend nodded his head towards a booth with a small vixen in it, her fur was a very light orange and her cheeks were a creamy white. She looked up as if she had could hear their entire conversation, a shy smile appeared on her muzzle before she looked back down at her phone.

"That's her? She's a tiny thing how could-"

"Go talk to her." his friend interrupted. Kergiby was sure this was some trick so he stood up and flipped his friend the bird, intent on proving him wrong; as the panther walked towards the vixen he could hear his friend chuckling behind him.

"What brings you all the way over here?" she said as he approached, casually looking up as if she knew they'd be talking at some point tonight. The panther pointed over his shoulder at his friend.

"You two know each other? He keeps saying he knows you but I don't believe him." she peeked past the panther, leaning forward over the table to see past the larger fur.

"Oh Bailey? Yeah I know him he's a nice guy." Kergiby nodded his head, a little surprised but unwilling to show it.

"Why do you ask?" her gaze returned to her phone screen.

"Well my friend is pretty shy when it comes to beautiful women so I didn't believe him when he said you two went on a date."

"Well it wasn't really a date..." she turned her head to look over Bailey for a moment. The Panther took a seat while she looked away, only asking if he could join her after being seated. She secretly slipped her shoe off under the table to rub her foot paw against the panther's leg approvingly.

"A little soon for footsies don't you think? I don't even know your name yet." he grinned at the smaller vixen, realizing she was about half his size now that he was sitting across from her.

"I'm Marsali, and you are Ker." she smiled deviously with her elbows on the table, her paws holding her cheeks as she tilted her head. This time the panther couldn't hide his surprise, he looked down at his shirt and patted around his chest. Only his closest friends called him Ker.

"What are you doing?" she giggled.

"Just making sure I didn't forget to take my name tag off, how do you know my name again?" his head was partially cocked, his ear up and pointed towards her for dramatic effect.

"Gosh your friend doesn't tell you much does he? We talked a little about you on our date."

"Now why would he talk about me on your... I thought you said it wasn't a date?" he had a smug look on his face, thinking he had caught her in some scheme.

"Well I didn't want to sound too much like a slut when I first met you, but if you'd rather I call it a one night stand I can do that." a smile cracked across Ker's lips, the vixen didn't look like she was lying, maybe it was just a one night stand and nothing special.

"That doesn't explain why he'd bring me up though." Ker leaned forward over the table about halfway as he finished, wiggling his nose and his whiskers a little. Marsali leaned forward to meet him halfway.

"It's not so much you we talked about, it was more about what's between your legs," she was beaming now, no doubt enjoying the slow red flush over his warm gray cheek fur, "don't worry kitty it was nothing bad, he just thought I would enjoy climbing the ladder..." she reached a paw forward and played with the cat's whiskers gently. Ker's blush stayed as he looked at the seductive little vixen, her foot paw rubbing his leg more noticeably now. He didn't go around telling people his junk was pierced but apparently his friend did. Ker decided to play into her teasing, he might as well try and find out if his friend's story was true.

"I don't know if you could fit it little vixen." he whispered to her, enjoying the glimmer in her eyes.

"What's that phrase guys use? It's not the size that counts, it's how you use it. Did I get that right?"

"You're welcome to try dear." he sat up straight and folded his paws in front of him like a gentleman.

"What do I get if I can fit all of it?" she pulled back too and brushed her fluffier neck fur.

"You get to keep it." he winked and her foot paw pulled back; Ker could hear it slide back into her slip-on shoes. She grabbed her purse from the spot next to her and stood, turning and flicking her bushy tail at him. He watched her start to walk away and she turned her head to look back at him.

"Am I supposed to hold your paw?" she beckoned with a head nod and the panther got the message. He stood and did a light jog to catch up to her. She initially headed towards the bar's exit but turned near the entrance toward a staircase. She started up the steps with a graceful rhythm, her tail occasionally batting the panther's face when he followed too close. Each time it brushed Ker's nose he got a wonderful glimpse of the vixen's scent.

He got lost in thought as he followed her mindlessly. He wasn't the submissive type at all but found his friend Bailey's experience pretty intriguing. If he was telling the truth this cute little vixen must have been a master of seduction. How else could she have ever managed to tie his friend up? Ker wasn't sure but he was confident he was going to have the vixen his way.

"Are you sure you know where you're going?" Ker asked.

"Of course, it's my bar after all." she winked back at him and opened a door to the manager's suite. The panther entered, his eyebrows raised as he learned who owned the bar he frequented. The room looked pretty much like an office except there was a single mattress on a steel frame in the room.

"Is it your house too?" Ker asked, pointing to the bed with his arm tucked close to his body. The vixen smiled as she closed the door and locked it, leaving the key in the door.

"When the nights get long it is." She slipped off her shoes and put them by the door, pausing until the panther followed her and took his shoes off.

"What else did Bailey tell you?" Ker asked as he approached Marsali. The vixen shook her head until her neck fur was a little fluffed out and she grabbed his paw when he got close. She opened it and held it facing up so she could slowly trace a digit down his paw pad.

"That you have a thing for vixens... but I think that's all." she smiled as the panther unashamedly looked down her v neck halter top. He had a perfect view of her breasts from this angle.

"At least he didn't give you all my secrets," Ker chuckled and tried to hide a shiver from the attention she was giving his paw, "do you have any secrets?"

"Some guys tell me I'm a bit of a control freak..." she grinned and grabbed his other paw so she could hold them both over her breasts. The panther didn't hesitate to cup them and give her an approving grin. He leaned down and kissed her inviting muzzle with closed eyes, his paws slipping down her top and into her bra to hold her furred breasts. He rubbed the tender pink flesh of her nipples with his soft pads and chuckled to himself, how had she managed to overpower Bailey?

His question was answered in one swift motion after the vixen's paws had been absent for a few seconds. She slipped a pair of handcuffs over his wrists and closed them both simultaneously before he figured out what was going on. His eyes opened at the very ending of a ratcheting noise the cuffs made as they closed. He slowly stood up straight with a wide smile across his muzzle; he had underestimated this vixen. His paws left her shirt and he stood in front of her with his wrists cuffed together.

"You know... I think I see why they call you a control freak."

Marsali smiled and walked past the big cat, her bushy, almost golden orange tail brushing his pants as he turned to watch her. She sat on the bed and removed her top, leaving her in only her bra and tight jeans. Her paws went behind her back and then she gave the cutest pouty face Ker had ever seen.

"I can't seem to reach it... can you undo it for me?" She turned to the side to show Ker the clip in the middle of her back.

"You're kidding right?" the panther raised his paws to emphasize his lack of mobility.

"If you ever want to get out of them you might want to try."

"Oh, it's like that?" the vixen only grinned at him. He walked over to her and awkwardly raised his arms to try and help her. After a few moments he got it and felt strangely accomplished, it slipped off and Marsali tossed it across the room onto her desk. The panther sighed as her chest was revealed, her light orange fur became lighter down parts of her chest and stomach. Ker licked his lips instinctively and the vixen began unbuttoning his shirt, aware of his attraction for her. The cat let her reach up to his neck without resisting until all the buttons were undone and she spread it open, her paws rubbed his tummy and up to the tuft of fur on the center of his chest.

"Look at all these cute little patterns," she giggled, "I love panthers." her paws traced some of the small patterns in his fur and she noticed that his chest and stomach had a lighter grey hue. Marsali's eyes went towards the panther's waistband and her paws followed, she undid his belt and tugged each side of his jeans until they slid down his hips. Ker didn't see any reason to fight it so he played along, kicking aside the denim after it had fallen off. He had a stiffy by now and Marsali pressed her paw against it through his boxer briefs. The panther tried to cup her breasts again but she wouldn't let him, keeping just out of reach of Ker's limited motion. He was starting to get a little impatient and she could tell by his twitchy body language; he wasn't used to being locked up. She pulled down his undergarments so he could kick them off and for the first time licked her lips. The delicious pink flesh had a slight upward curve to it and the cat was almost fully hard now. The shiny silver balls at the ends of each of the four barbells lining the bottom of his shaft drew a strange sensation of lust from the vixen.

"Still want to climb the ladder?" he mocked her from before and the tip of his tail flicked subtly behind him. Marsali patted the bed in response, inviting the cat to sit. He accepted and sat next to her only to have her paw placed on his chest and force him back. Without his paws to help him he was unable to stop the vixen and was forced to lie on his back with his paws up in the air. Marsali swung her body over him effortlessly and sat on his chest. She grabbed his paws and pulled them above him so she could lock the handcuffs to the metal bedframe with another pair of handcuffs.

"Jesus Christ where were you hiding all these?" at least Ker could laugh at himself, his situation was turning into a mirror image of the story Bailey told him.

"You probably would have noticed them in my back pocket if your nose wasn't in my tail all the way up the stairs hun." she giggled as she trapped him and stood up to walk behind the bed. Ker tilted his head back and swung his whole body onto the bed so he could at least be comfortable with his paws locked above his head. He watched the vixen slip her hips free of her jeans and drop to the floor, followed by her bright red thong.

"You can leave that on if you want, it fits." Ker said with a crooked upside down smile. Marsali smiled as she reached into her desk and walked back over with a solid silver bar in her paws. There was a set of cuffs at each end.

"You've got to be kidding me. I'm not gonna let you." the panther pulled his legs up to his body, bending his knees. He was still hard because the naked vixen was too tempting, his body betraying him in his attempt to be serious.

"That's too bad kitty, I always get what I want." She hopped up onto the bed and sat on the panther's upper legs, forcing them down and resting her naked rump against the underside of Ker's shaft. The soft fur made him twitch and he could only watch as his cock pressed snugly between Marsali's light orange rump. She leaned forward with the bar in her paws, keeping her ass against the panther's length to keep him occupied. She cuffed one ankle at a time and then snapped the bar to the bedframe.

"Perfect." she looked back at the big cat and smiled, pushing her rump back to grind ever so gently against him. As she slid carefully up his body backwards the panther could only watch as her bright pink lips inched closer to his muzzle. The scent of her sex was overwhelming once she was inches away and he couldn't help but extend his tongue in anticipation. When his tongue met her outer lips her muzzle wrapped around his pink tip. The visual stimulation alone had kept him hard but once she touched his cock it practically surged and flared against her tongue. She pressed back until he could use his nose to push apart her outer lips and lick gently at her inner crevices. He had to be careful with his rough tongue and often used the underside of it to lick at the vixen's sex. After enough attention on her walls and folds he brushed the edge of his tongue against her clit and he felt her body shake. Marsali repaid the favor and swiftly buried her muzzle on length. He couldn't keep back a quiet groan as her throat tightened around his cock because she wasn't used to guys his size.

The tiny silver barbells felt bigger in her throat and the only thing she could think about was how they would feel somewhere else. Her tongue played around the underside of his cock as she pulled off, holding her muzzle above it to inspect it. A digit from her paw traced the bulging veins that twisted up his pink shaft. She shivered once more from the muzzle buried in her sex before lifting up scooting forward down the cat's chest. Her wet pussy leaving a trail down his body until it was grinding over his shaft. The Panther's length pressed snugly against her sex and she looked back at Ker as she straddled him. Slowly she rocked herself on him, using the underside of his shaft to pleasure herself. Her lips were spread along his length and before long it was more than glistening from her juices. Ker could barely contain himself, he kept trying to press upwards into her, hoping, praying that his cock would slip inside her wet lips. She wouldn't let it, and she waited until he begged before she gave it to him.

"Ahhh... Come on..." Marsali looked back at her prey, almost relieved he had finally spoken up.

"Come on what dear?" she said softly as she pressed firmly into him, enticing him to push back as best he could.

"Untie me so I can fuck you the right way." the vixen shook her head side to side, looking away from him.

"The only one getting fucked here is you." she continued her teasing, rocking her hips on his lap and ignoring his pleas. She didn't look back until Ker finally said what she wanted to hear.

"Fuck me..." he groaned.

"What was that dear?" she said casually, hiding her equally pent up sexual frustration.

"I said fuck me Marsali, please fuck me I can't take this!"

"You want a little vixen to fuck you? You poor thing." she let his cock tip slip up between her lips for the first time. Ker pulled at his restraints and the loud clanking reminded him just how powerless he was.

"Fuck me you little vixen, use me please..." Ker was desperate for more, her wet folds were teasing around his tip. It was almost worse than not being inside her at all because it gave him a taste of what he couldn't have. Marsali gave into the panther's demands and slowly lifted her hips to allow his cock to straighten up with his tip just barely in her. In a well-practiced motion she arched her back and butt slightly to align her depths with his pole and sank herself on it. A loud groan of relief filled the room behind her as she watched the panther's foot paws writhe in their restraints. The barbells felt better than she expected and his tip reached farther into her than her previous captors. She had total control over him and just wiggled her hips around his shaft, enjoying the feeling of fullness it gave her.

When she felt it was time the vixen began riding her new cat toy, bouncing herself on his length at her favorite pace. She spent so much time teasing the cat that he didn't last long under her. All he could do was watch his wet pink cock slide under her tail in a tantalizing fashion. The urge to thrust his hips slowly faded as his body grew tired of fighting his restraints. His head eventually tilted back to look at the ceiling as he focused on the warm tightness of his captor. His orgasm built quickly from the teasing and he was just about to pump his load into her when she noticed his heavy breathing. Marsali didn't expect him to blow so soon but sure enough she felt his cock flare and pulse harder inside her, she waited until she felt it to surprise the cat once more. As soon as she felt his cock swell and pump its first shot into her sex she lifted off him and his cock sprung free from her folds still shooting his load. Ker's leg's shook as he was denied the pleasure of cumming inside her. He could have howled but it wouldn't have done any good. The vixen had him right where she wanted and she just rested her sex against his still throbbing cock. Ker was breathing heavily and he was both frustrated and confused.

"I didn't say you could finish yet." she said as she looked back at the panther. His cum had sprayed across his belly and chest with a decent pool just above the tip of his cock. Ker growled and shot her an angry look which she met with a coy smile. She turned her head back around and lifted herself again, causing his cock stand up straight like before. He shook his head as he realized what she was doing and whined. She ignored him and sunk herself on his shaft before it got a chance to shrink. She bounced on him and pressed her paw against her lips to rub herself, adding to the pleasure of the pierced cock inside her. The cat's whines turned to groans like before as her sex convinced his shaft to deposit a second load. With the pressure building in both of them Marsali got a little sloppy. She was so invested in her orgasm she didn't lift off him when he came again. Her body shook above him as her walls convulsed and milked him; she couldn't care less about the cat sperm that was being pumped into her belly.

She placed her paws on her hips as she caught her breath, eventually lifting off the cat only to feel his cum slosh out of her. She turned around to face the cat and sat on his thighs. They both smiled at each other as his juices kept leaking from her sex. She leaned forward and licked the panther's chest, nuzzling into the tuft of fur and avoiding any of the cum stained areas. He tilted his head down to lick her ear as best he could affectionately.

"You better hope I don't get pregnant." she finally said.

"I better hope? It's not like I could pull out." he chuckled and she swatted his side gently.

"Why does your cock feel so damn good inside me? I never left this happen..."

"I don't know, maybe it's meant for you." he teased. The vixen didn't object, she simply looked down her stomach to his pink shaft which was slowly shrinking in front of her. It was wet from their rutting and she placed her paw on it to hold it as it shrunk, rubbing a digit his sensitive tip.

"Do you think I could get up? This isn't exactly comfortable." he winced as she touched him.

"Get up? But were not done. After all this is meant for me right?" she squeezed his soft member and Ker shivered.

"You might want to get a condom or take a pill then, there's a lot more where that came from." Ker looked down his stomach at the mess of cum which was drying into his fur.

"I don't know... I think I'd make a good mom don't you?"