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Pounding Panda Paws

For Mahingan

By Draconicon

Mahi groaned as he stepped out of the sparring ring, rubbing his shoulders and trying to work out a few of the kinks that had built up over his workout routine. Kickboxing and other fighting styles were great for getting the blood pumping, but they did do a number on the muscles, even his. The timberbun shook his head, starting to take a turn towards the showers when he heard a soft cough from behind. He stopped immediately, turning around slowly.

His senpai, a rotund panda named Pawndy, looked back at him with a smile. The bear leaned back against one of the pillars supporting the upper levels of the sparring ring, wearing a pair of thick sandals and a pair of shorts, and not much else. The bear nodded at him.

"Are you considering a shower, Mahi?"

"I was thinking it'd be a good idea. Getting pretty sweaty from everything."

"I think you could wait on that."

"Why?"

"Because I asked you to."

The timberbun rubbed the back of his head, trying to come up with a good reason to get around that, but finding himself failing. The idea of skipping a shower didn't sit well with the hybrid, his long rabbit-ears drooping a bit at the idea of finishing this all smelly, but at the same time, if Pawndy was asking...

He shrugged.

"I guess I can do that...for you."

"Good. Can you do one more thing for me?"

"I can try."

"Meet me at my place. Twenty minutes?"

"I...sure, Pawndy."

The panda nodded, walking past him with a smile, those flip-flop sandals he was wearing making a soft smack-smack sound as they tapped against his feet. Mahi stared at them as the panda left longer than he wanted to admit, and shook his head when they were out of sight.

Stupid sexy panda...

He walked to the locker room, trying to ignore the bulge between his legs as he did so, and forced himself to think of other things. There were many things that he could do to get rid of the erection between his legs, many ways that he could put other things in his mind. He could think about how he fought, how much work he'd put into training today, how good of a workout he'd gotten...

But no, all he could think about were Pawndy's paws. Big, broad, flat and powerful, they were just emblematic of all that was sexy about the bear species to him. He could already think about how they'd look if they were out of the sandals for a while, soft and supple along the underside with a smoothness that couldn't be denied. He shivered at the thought, imagining one of them pressing down on his face...

Nnngh, stop thinking about that. There's no way that's what Pawndy wants with you visiting him tonight, he thought. He shook his head rapidly as he walked to his locker, pulling his clothes out and changing as fast as he could. His cock was already throbbing so hard, begging for attention, and he knew that if he kept thinking about his senpai's paws, he would end up sitting down and jerking off, regardless of the consequences.

He rushed out, his gym clothes in a bag over his shoulder, and rushed down the streets to the apartment where Pawndy was waiting for him.

It didn't take long. The apartment was only a few blocks away from the gym, probably intentionally since Pawndy worked there. The panda wasn't there to let him in, but instead called from further in the apartment for him to step inside. He did, glancing around -

And froze as he saw the near-naked Pawndy standing in the main room of the apartment, looking at him with a small smirk on his face. The timberbun shut the door with a thud, leaning against it and blushing.

"Senpai."

"Mahi."

The panda pointed to the ground in front of him, and the timberbun rushed forward, his shoes left at the door as was proper. He stood there, his head bowed, waiting for instructions.

It was hard to feel calm. They had met up here before, in private away from the world, but this was something new. They'd always taken tea, or discussed techniques, or other things that were calm and soothing. This...this had his blood pressure racing, his mind moving at a mile a minute to understand what was going on. What had changed? Why was Pawndy showing himself off in little more than a fundoshi and his sandals?

"On the floor, Mahi."

The usual chuckle in the panda's voice was gone, replaced by a full firmness that he didn't understand, but...almost didn't want to. He just wanted to enjoy it, and obey it. Mahi lowered himself to the ground, lying on his back as he looked up at the bigger male. The panda chuckled at him, and slowly lifted one of his big paws, the sandal dangling from the heel a bit.

"We shall test your weight capacity today. Let's see how much you can handle."

Mahi couldn't believe this. It was beyond anything that he had ever expected to be given from his senpai, but could this be real? Could this be truly happening?

The sudden weight on his chest told him that it was. He gasped, the wind pushed from his lungs at the sudden pressure on him, but he managed not to make another sound. Instead, he laid there, staring up at the ceiling as he ignored the fact that the heavy panda was about to crush him.

Slowly, Pawndy pulled his other foot up. Momentarily, there was a feeling of his ribs bending, but not enough to actually worry him. Pawndy pushed the other sandal down near the timberbun's hips, grinding it against the waistband of Mahi's shorts a few times before looking down at him.

"How do you feel?"

"Heavy...not sure...don't think I can move."

"That's good. You aren't sore?"

"Not when you're balanced."

"That's a good start."

The panda shifted his weight, pushing down on the timberbun's hips, and then pushing back up towards the ribs again. The shifting sensation of weight and power left him groaning, his eyes closing to try and focus on something else.

Think of...think of...

The images of his senpai's paws pressed into his mind again, and he blushed as he realized that his cock was slowly throbbing upwards, getting harder at the idea of those sandals coming off and pressing down somewhere more intimate. The idea was surprisingly sexy, making him rock hard within a few seconds.

And Pawndy didn't miss it.

"Seems as though you need a little encouragement to stay focused on your test."

One sandal came down on his crotch, and the timberbun's eyes went wide. His toes curled at the intense weight and power of the massive panda bear over him, the feeling of the pressure almost making his rising cock flatten out against his crotch. He tried to shake his head, to say something, but the weight on his chest increased, almost like the panda was rocking himself forward and back, forward and back, settling his weight in one place and then another, making him learn to take it from any direction.

The slow rocking back and forth left the timberbun with a rhythm that he could use to slowly get used to the pressure on his lungs and his ribs, giving him the timing that he needed to breathe in order to stay conscious. The feeling of something so powerful robbing him of something so basic was something worth of respect. His senpai was worth this, and he would remember that.

"Why...why are we...doing this...senpai?"

He expected to hear that there was some lesson that he was going to learn from this, that he would gain stamina or something else that would allow him to do better with his training. But what Pawndy told him changed things forever.

"I've seen what you've been staring at over the last few weeks. I'm not blind; I know you want to play with these."

The panda lifted one sandaled foot into the air, letting it almost fall off of his paw before pulling it back. Still, it had allowed him to see the underside, the slippery pad and everything else perfectly on display for that moment. His cock throbbed under the other sandal, pushing forward with all the power of youth and lustful need.

"But if you want to play with them, you are going to have to earn them. I don't let anyone play with my paws, you know. You would be the first, and I want to make sure that you are worthy of the honor."

"Thank you, senpai. What can I do to earn - mmmph - earn that honor?"

"Heh. Let's keep up this 'test' for a while, and see how long you can take it."

The panda turned, pressing down harder on his chest, one foot on his belly and the other right in the space between his ribs. He gasped at the painful pressure, grunting at the sheer weight that he had to fight every time that he wanted to take in a breath. He could barely inflate his lungs, the panda's weight making him feel like he was getting crushed through the floor.

"Please...not...not so much...please..."

"Oh, you can take more. Heh. Let's try...up here..."

The pressure on him changed as the panda turned, the heavy weight pressing down solely on his chest for a moment, before one of those sandals pressed against the side of his head.

And so the pressure continued, the sandal pressing down against the side of his face and slowly getting heavier and heavier. He gasped from time to time, but didn't say anything, not even squirming as he tried to prove himself strong enough for the opportunity to do more. Mahi shivered, though, particularly as the panda started grinding his heel in, making the pressure on his face far harder to deal with.

"You're stronger than I thought. How long can you take this, I wonder?"

Pawndy's weight on his chest lifted away, but that was only so that more weight would push down on his face. Mahi groaned, his hands clenching into fists at the tremendous weight pushing down on his face, almost making his bones crack when the panda pushed down on specific points. His jaw ached, feeling like something was going to give, until the panda stepped back onto his chest.

Mahi coughed, spitting out blood as he felt the weight stomp back on him. The panda paused, Pawndy staring at the little splatter on the floor, and shook his head.

"I think that's your limit."

"Mmmph...Sorry..."

"Heh, don't worry. You can take a lot more than most people. Anyone else trying to support my fat-ass on their body probably would have been crushed already."

He felt a slight hint of pride as the panda stepped down, walking down the hall to the nearby bedroom before sitting on the foot of the bed. The panda gestured for him to crawl over, and the timberbun did as he was directed, making his way to the bed and lying on the ground in front of it.

Almost immediately, Pawndy extended his sandaled feet, pushing one down near his face and pressing the other down by his crotch. This time, the light treads along the underside didn't hurt nearly as much, more forming a sort of grinding feeling across the top of his clothes, making his cock throb and swell in response.

"If you want to have a chance to worship my feet, then I will allow you to try and earn it. Work with my sandals, first, cleaning them with your tongue. If you do well, I'll tell you what to do next."

The idea of licking the bottom of someone's sandals was vile, even when it came to Pawndy, but with his senpai requesting it, there was little choice in the matter. If he wanted to get what he was offered, he needed to do it.

He slowly stuck out his tongue as he stared up at the large, black undersides of the sandals, hardly believing what he was about to do. They were coated in little bits of dirt, some wet patches, and who knew what else, but he hoped that it would be a quick bit of work. It didn't look as bad as some people did when they were walking through parks, so he hoped that Pawndy would be allowing him a somewhat easy task here.

The first lick made him groan, his eyes closing tightly as he tasted dirt and other things clinging to it. Nothing truly foul, but the feeling of being debased like this hit him hard, reminding him of what he was doing and why. He needed to get through this to get at the paws.

Just think of the paws. Imagine what it would be like if they had flavored the sandals all the way through. Imagine it...like that.

The next lick was a bit better, though not much, and the third lick was a little bit better than that. Perhaps it was his imagination, but he thought that he tasted some little hint of sweat, maybe a little taste of paw through the taste of the leather and the dirt on it.

All the while, Pawndy seemed to chuckle in amusement as the timberbun did as he was told. He tried to ignore the feeling of humiliation underfoot, but there was a part of him that enjoyed it, some part of him that was harder than ever at doing something like this for his senpai. He dragged his tongue along the leathery underside again, and again, each time tasting something slightly different, bringing the true flavor of the sandals out.

It was getting worse and worse as he tasted the thicker, hot leather underneath the dirt, finding the flavor...surprisingly enticing. There was something about it that made him shiver, almost like the leather was pressing down its power on him as well as Pawndy's paws. It made him wonder what it would be like to be bound here, nothing more than a footrest for the powerful panda senpai, giving him comfort and rest at times of need, or at the end of the day when he had been working so hard. The idea made his cock throb all the harder, oozing inside of his shorts.

"Strip."

"Huh?"

"Come on, get out of those clothes. I want to see how you're enjoying it."

"Uh, yeah, yes, senpai. As you say."

The order came would not be denied. Not moving from where he lay, the timberbun reached down and pulled off his shorts, throwing them to the far side of the room before doing the same with his shirt. He was naked quickly, and returned to licking the bottoms of the panda's sandals.

It didn't take long for his senpai to notice his erection, and the panda smiled, pressing the bottom of his sandal down on it. The direct pressure, unhindered by clothing, left Mahi gasping, arching his back and thrusting up along the underside.

"Ah, I see."

"Mmmph...y-yes, senpai?"

"You want quite a bit from me, don't you? You want to earn more than just the chance to smell and taste my paws. You want me to put them on you."

"I...I do, yes."

"Then earn it."

"I'm trying, senpai."

He dragged his tongue slower over the sandal in front of his face, trying to show his submission and devotion, but the panda shook his head. Pawndy reached down, pulling the sandal free and turning it around, forcing the moist inside to be pointed right towards the timberbun. Mahi stared up at it, realizing the implications.

"Lick the inside, and perhaps you'll earn what you imagine."

There was no way that he could hold back from that, even as the pungent odor of the panda's feet reached his nose. He groaned under his breath, blushing as his cock throbbed harder than ever, but what choice did he have? Now that it was a possibility, he had to earn everything that he possibly could.

So he leaned in, almost lunging for the sandal as he dragged his nose along the hot, wet inside leather. The black footwear was moist enough to make his fur go flat, and he gasped as he took in the full intensity of the smell. Hot and spicy, almost salty enough to burn his nose, but with a power and authority that he couldn't deny. The timberbun dragged his tongue along the leather, gathering up the taste even as the flavor made his mouth run dry.

So...strong...

He licked again, and again, and again, feeling the taste settle into his tongue. It wouldn't go away, unlike the flavors of the bottom of the sandal, the hot, sweat-soaked leather pressing its flavor indelibly into his mouth. If he could wash it off before a week was over, he would be amazed.

All the while, the other sandal pressed down on his cock, nudging it this way and that, rubbing it with the underside and - rarely - allowing his cock to settle between paw and the inside of the sandal. Those were the best of times, drawing gasps and moans out of him without any problem. He could hardly breathe at times, his heart pounding so hard in excitement for what he was getting to do with his senpai. He moaned, arching his back and thrusting where he could, his cock constantly oozing.

And then, as he finished cleaning the first sandal, it was taken from him, put back on the panda's paw. Pawndy pointed towards the other one, and Mahi nodded, rolling himself around so that he could devote himself to the other sandal.

The taste of the dirt on the footwear helped with the hot, spicy leather taste in his mouth, but it was almost - not quite, but almost - tainted with the taste of his own pre along the underside. He couldn't quite understand how it was that powerful, that prevalent, but it was there and it was pushing at him. He blushed heavily as he realized that he was licking his own pre-seed away, trying not to think about it and just focus on the flavor of those soles.

Up and down, up and down he licked, his cock constantly oozing and dripping. It either landed on his belly or on the sandal that he'd just cleaned as Pawndy teased him with them, working him hard, making him get harder and harder as the leather sandal worked him from balls to tip and back again.

All the while, he was moaning underneath that second sandal, and - after getting permission from the panda - pulled it off to start licking at the inside. His head floated on the musk and sweat that he tasted, the leather pushing its own powerful smell and taste back into his mouth.

"Heh, looks like you're really getting into it."

"Mmmph...senpai...so hot..."

"I can tell. You're dribbling all over the place."

"Sorry."

"Can't help it, can you?"

"No...so good..."

Mahi groaned, having a hard time thinking as he was given this insane reward for all the hard work that he had done. He wanted to do this again, to do this more often. He wanted to feel himself trapped under Pawndy's paws, being his little sandal licker, but more than anything, wanting to play with those massive panda paws. He looked up, begging as he dragged his tongue along the inside of the second sandal, whispering and begging with his licks and service to be allowed to take it to the next level.

And finally, Pawndy allowed it. The paw pushed the sandal away, and that wide, soft, powerful panda paw pressed down on his face. He gasped, staring straight up between the toes as his muzzle was almost crushed beneath the sheer weight and size of the paw, but he reached up and pulled it to his face.

The first sniff was so much better than the sandal. It was like getting the pure stuff, the pure scent that had been contaminated by sweat and leather before. Now, he knew what the paws smelled like, and he was enamored by it, needing it more than he had ever needed anything before. He shoved his face against the underside, dragging his nose from the heel to the toes, and then back again, huffing up the scent the way that a little beggar would huff up a drug he bummed off of someone.

His cock throbbed, still teased and tortured by the sandal down below. He wanted to cum, wanted to spill his load all over the other sandal, but he knew that he needed to hold back. Senpai hadn't told him he could finish yet. He had to wait.

But it was so hard to wait as he sniffed and moaned, sucked and shivered on the toes in front of him. He licked between them, dragging the little droplets of sweat out, making love to the spaces between the toes and giving them pleasure. He huffed and puffed through his nose, feeling the toes curling against his face, keeping him close and letting him serve and nuzzle them like a good little timberbun should for his senpai.

"Please...please...can I..."

"Not yet."

He groaned, trying not to let his frustration show too much as he worked his head down along the paw. The sheer sense of being so much smaller, so much less than the panda was hitting him hard, but it didn't hurt him. It didn't make him feel bad about himself. It felt...good. He was getting stronger, getting better, but this was right. To treat someone of higher status than him like this was only correct, to give them the obeisance which they had earned was only right.

So he kept nuzzling, kept licking, kept sniffing at the underside of that paw, sucking in the essence of it and enjoying himself. He loved it, marked himself with it. He knew that the scent was settling in, the pressure of the paw on his face leaving bruise marks beneath the fur, but that was all for the good. He was being marked by his senpai, showing what he truly was. That was right, that was good.

He lowered himself further, pulling one of the toes into his mouth and sucking on it. His cock throbbed, almost going over the edge as he did that, but he held back. Senpai chuckled.

"It's almost like watching you suck your own cock, seeing you react like that."

"Mmmph."

"You just love it too much. Love having me over you, love having my feet in your face. This is your paradise, your ideal place."

"Yes...yes...ideal place is...the right words for it."

He shivered as he imagined it, imagined himself as staying in this 'place' for as long as he could. He could never live here, but this was where he might retreat to, if Pawndy would allow him, if this could be more than a one-time thing. The idea that it might not be had occurred to him, but that was why he threw himself so hard into service, so desperately sucked on the panda's toes and cleaned his foot with such passion. He needed this to happen more often, more frequently, every day if he could make it happen.

So he worked, and he pushed, and he groaned as he held himself back for as long as he possibly could. His cock ached, feeling pain amidst the pleasure every time that he managed to slide it out from under the sandal and beneath the panda's other foot. Sandwiching it between sandal and sole made him moan, almost pushing him over the edge every time but never quite doing it. He was testing his self-control hard, and he knew that he was risking so much every time he did it, but the sensation was such that the temptation was irresistible.

"Please..."

"Not yet."

"Mmmph! I can't...I can't hold back much longer...Senpai, please..."

"Hold back until I tell you."

But he couldn't. Not when he was getting touched and teased and tormented like this. It wasn't a painful torture, but it was too much for him to bear. The timberbun whimpered, shoving his face against the bear's sole in a desperate attempt to muffle his moans as he went over the edge.

It happened just as he slid his cock between sandal and foot, his shaft stomped on as the bear brought his foot down. The wide, flat sole ground against his cockhead, forcing it to keep spurting again and again. His muffled moans slipped past the wet pad that was against his face, and he knew that there was no way that Pawndy could miss what was going on. He whimpered, trying not to look up, but he knew that it was only a matter of time.

He kept cumming and cumming out of embarrassment and his own long-term edging under that sandal, his breath coming in gasps and whimpers under his breath. He tried to look up, tried to think of something, anything to say, but...

Pawndy looked down at him, one eyebrow raised, and slowly lifted his other, sandal-covered paw. The panda held it over him, letting him see the strings of cum that connected the inside of the sandal to the bottom of his foot, and slowly, ever so slowly, pulled his sandal off. The strings of seed snapped as the sandal was pulled away, but even so, much of it was still easy to see.

Mahi couldn't believe what he'd done. Spurting seed all over his senpai's paw was something that he...well, he couldn't have imagined himself doing in anything but a jerk-off fantasy in the past. And now...

"I'm sorry."

"You're sorry?"

"I didn't mean to -"

"I told you to hold back."

The sandal dropped onto his bare chest. The underside was mildly damp from the teasing his cock had gotten, while the inside was positively slathered with his own seed. Mahi could smell it over the cleaned leather, and knew that he'd made a mistake. The panda bear pushed his dirty foot over, the musk coming off of it humiliating the timberbun even further.

"You think that you can get away with doing this to me?"

"I'm sorry, I just -"

"You're going to lick this clean, and then you're going to do the same to the sandal, and then, maybe, maybe, I'll consider letting you do this again."

The timberbun couldn't risk losing this. It was too good to have those feet around, too much of a loss to have them taken from him. He reached up, cupping the panda's paw in his hands and pulled it close. His tongue was already working as soon as those soles were presented to him, dragging his tongue across the pad and licking up his own seed. It was nowhere near as good as the taste of the panda's soles or sandal, but it was something that he made himself live with. He wasn't going to risk losing this.

Pawndy ground down on his tongue, every times forcing him to go still to not bite down on it as the panda's sole ground along his face. His tongue was used like a doormat, rubbed down several times before the seed was gone.

As the panda swung himself around, pulling himself off of the bed, Mahi hoped that his senpai would be okay. He hoped that he hadn't messed things up. Instead, he looked down at the sandal, and picked it up, turning the soaked interior to his lips.

I didn't know I could cum that much...

He looked towards the hallway, and then back to the sandal. He couldn't just leave it like this, but even though he felt he might be able to get away with taking it somewhere else to be cleaned, he stuck out his tongue instead. After all, he'd made the mess, and now he had to clean it up.

It was just as bad as licking it off of the panda's feet, but he made himself do it, dragging his tongue along parts of the sandal sole that had been re-saturated with the taste of the panda's paws to make it a little less miserable. He knew that it would never be good to taste his own...product...but it was better than having to take it straight.

Soon enough, it was clean, even though he wanted nothing more than a glass of water. The timberbun slowly stood up, and carried the sandal with him down the hallway to give it back to his senpai. He wanted...

He wasn't sure what he wanted. Did he want to do more? To apologize? To say that it wasn't his fault? There were so many possibilities, but he knew one thing that stood out above all the others.

He wanted Pawndy to be okay with him. The panda was his senpai, and his senpai was supposed to be happy.

The End