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Shere Khan sat with his back to his office, gazing out the window at the city before him. It was nearly time for his four o'clock; a meeting with that Baloo person, the pilot for Higher for Hire. Usually somebody of Shere Khan's calibre wouldn't just casually invite somebody like Baloo in for a meeting like this, but Khan had his reasons. He slowly and casually turned his chair around to face his desk and checked the golden watch that adorned his wrist.

"That fat bear is almost five minutes late." he sighed, "Well, I suppose I can't expect someone of his standing to be punctual." he sat back in his chair and linked his fingers together, waiting rather impatiently for the pilot to show up. Shere Khan wasn't a patient man; he had things to do, important things, and he didn't appreciate having his time wasted waiting for someone who refused to show up at the agreed upon time. Especially not when Khan was feeling as... pent up as he was. Ruling over a multi-national corporation as he did rarely gave one time to enjoy the more carnal and primal side of life. With a low, barely audible growl he reached down and gave the crotch of his navy blue business pants a rub.

"I need to fuck something." he grumbled, putting aside his upper class and noble demeanour for a moment to state the fact to the empty room. He could feel the tip of his manhood hardening from his furry sheath and pressing against the inside of his underwear. He grumbled to himself again. Despite how fancy and upper class he seemed to those around him that sizeable rod between his legs always got the better of him the same way it got the better of any common peasant out there. It was his secret shame and his guilty pleasure; nothing turned the tiger on more than whipping his cock out while had some downtime in his office and stroking himself off right then and there. Many a business meeting had to be put on hold for a few minutes while Shere Khan excused himself to sneakily crank one out in the restrooms. He felt like such a dirty tiger; a naughty, horny boy... and he loved it.

He was still groping himself and was about to let a hand delve inside his trousers when the intercom on his desk buzzed suddenly, making him jump in surprise. The voice of his secretary spoke out through the speakers.

"Baloo from Higher for Hire here to see you, Sir."

"About time." Khan grumbled and pushed the receiver, "Send him through!" he ordered and then sat back in his chair, his semi-hard manhood twitching defiantly inside his pants. A moment later and the two big, wooden double doors to his office swung open and in stepped the bear he'd been waiting for; Baloo.

"'Afternoon, Khany!" Baloo waved casually to the tiger as he approached Khan's desk, "Not everyday I get an invitation to see you of all people." Shere Khan grimaced slightly at Baloo's almost disrespectful display of informality, but decided to look past it.

"Ah, Baloo!" Khan put on a welcoming smile, "I'm glad you're finally here. Take a seat." he gestured to the chair in front of his desk, adorned with gold with a big, red cushion on the seat. Baloo did as he was told and sat down.

"So, what's the great Shere Khan want from me?" Baloo asked. Khan took a moment to collect his thoughts, his eyes moving up and down Baloo's chubby form slowly before he eventually spoke up.

"Well, Baloo, I've been hearing things about that company of yours; Higher for Hire... You've been having some money problems lately, is that right?"

"Er, yeah." Baloo said with a nonchalant chuckle, "We've run into a couple problems lately, but what business hasn't, right?" Khan raised an amused eyebrow at that.

"Hm, well, your business's current state is actually why I've called you here." Khan explained, "You see, I might have it in my heart to help you and your business with a small loan... provided you do something for me. You don't get this successful by giving out money for free, you know."

"Huh? You'd do that for us?" Baloo asked, clearly surprised at the ruthless businessman's random act of kindness.

"Of course. But, like I said, I expect you to do something for me..." Khan's voice turned into a low growl and his member gave another twitch against his underwear.

"Sure, big guy." Baloo said, "What d'you need me to do? You need a pilot for something?"

"Prrr, oh, I most certainly do need you for something." a wide smirk spread across Khan's face and he found his hand lowering to his crotch once again, "Now, you're not a businessman like me so I don't expect you to understand, but when you work as much as I do one rarely has time to take care of... ahem...other business."

"Other business? Like what?" Baloo gave a curious tilt of his head. Khan's smirk grew wider and he slowly rose to his feet. The two kept eye contact so the big bear in front of him didn't even notice the growing package in the tiger's pants. Khan circled around his desk and approached Baloo.

"Hrrm, now how do I explain this...?" Khan said. He was inches away from Baloo now and stood at the bear's side. He placed a firm hand on the tubby male's shoulder and started to rub it slowly; softly.

"Er, Khan...?" Baloo looked at him, confused and still blissfully unaware of the tiger's bulge.

"Well, Baloo, I have a lot of... shall we say _needs_that don't get seen to due to my busy life." his voice was barely more than a growl or a purr, "That's what I need you to take care of for me."

"I don't follow..." Baloo said, "You still haven't told me what this 'other' business of yours is." Khan sighed. The bear was denser than he though. He lowered his hand, fingers running over and tickling the fur of Baloo's arm until he took his wrist in his hand and raised it up. Baloo just sat there, watching curiously as Khan brought his hand up and rested it on his hard bulge. It took Baloo a second to realize what Khan was trying to show him but his eyes widened in surprise when he finally grasped the situation.

"H-hey, wait a second here!" Baloo gasped, his hand still pressed against Khan's crotch, "Now I'd do a lot of things for Higher and Hire but... but you're askin' me to..." he stared in awe at the impressive bulge Khan was packing. He could feel the warmth from the tiger's member through the thin fabric of his clothing and could feel it twitching against his palm.

"Do you want the money or not, bear?" Khan growled, "I'd hate to see such a promising up-and-coming business such as yours go under..." Baloo looked up into Khan's eyes and then back at the bulge presented to him.

"You... You just want me to..." he hesitated, "...take care of your _needs_this one time? And then you'll give us the money?"

"Oh, no, don't be ridiculous!" Khan said, "You'll need to do a lot more than that to earn the amount I'd be giving you... I want you to be my servant, Baloo... No, servant is the wrong word... You'll be my_slave_."

"What?! Slave?!" Baloo gasped and looked back up into Khan's eyes. Khan stared back down at him, that wicked smirk still adorning his face.

"You heard me. Oh, you'll still have time to work for that business of yours, don't worry, but I'll want you to come here every evening to serve me... Are you listening, bear?"

"I...I'm listenin'..." Baloo said, "I don't like what I'm hearin', but I'm listenin'..."

"Good. So, do we have a deal?" Khan pressed Baloo's hand harder against his crotch.

"I... I can't... I mean... What would everyone say if they found out...?" Baloo stuttered, barely able to get the right words out. Khan waited patiently, his member still twitching against Baloo's hand through his trousers as he waited for a definite answer, "Will anyone find out about this?" Khan shrugged in reply.

"Maybe. Maybe not. I can't promise anything." he said. Baloo sighed.

"Dammit... We really need that money..." he said, "I... I guess... Maybe it won't be too bad..."

"Is that a yes?"

"Yeah, fine." Baloo said. The reluctance was clear in his voice and Khan could tell that he still wasn't sure of his own answer, not that Khan cared. Baloo had agreed to his terms and that's all that mattered.

"Good." Khan said simply. He let go of Baloo's hand and let it droop to the bear's side. The tiger then turned and crossed the room to sit in a lacquered wooden couch at the side of the room which was really used for decoration more than anything else, although it served perfectly for what Khan had in mind.

"Come here." he ordered, spreading his legs wide and giving an obscene display of his package. Baloo got up from his chair and made his way over to where Khan was sitting.

"Strip." Khan ordered, "Well, not that you have much to strip off... How you people can go about without a pair of proper pants is beyond me."

"Do... Do I gotta?" Baloo asked.

"You want the money, don't you?" Khan replied.

"Well... yeah... Ah, dammit. Fine." Baloo grumbled.

"And nix the attitude, bear!" Khan growled, "If you're going to be my slave then you'll speak to me in the appropriate tone. Do you understand?"

"Yeah..."

"Ahem!" Khan glared at him.

"Yes..."

"Yes, what?"

"Yes...Sir..."

"That's better. Now, start stripping. Come on, you've kept me waiting long enough." Khan sat back, waiting for his new slave to obey him.

Reluctantly, Baloo started unbuttoning his pale beige shirt and Khan let out a soft growl of approval when he laid eyes on the silvery fur of Baloo's naked belly and chest. He touched himself, his hand rubbing over his throbbing bulge as Baloo stripped for him and let his clothing drop to the floor, leaving him completely naked save for his hat which he was about to take off when Khan stopped him.

"Ah, leave the hat. You look quite, ah, cute wearing it." he smirked. Blushing slightly, Baloo let the hat sit comfortably on his head, "Now come closer." Baloo did as he was told and approached the feline until he was within arms reach. Shere Khan raised and made a twirling motion with his finger, "Turn around". Baloo did so and Khan found himself presented with that big, plump ass of his. It was so big, so furry... Khan admired it for a bit before leaning forward and grabbing his rump; a cheek in each hand.

"Gah! G-geez!" Baloo gasped. Khan wasn't being gentle and his claws dug into Baloo's ass as he groped and squeezed it.

"Prrr... I never got a good look at this behind of yours before..." Khan purred, "Mm, such a big, fat ass..."

"Er... Thanks...?" said Baloo. Khan kept toying with his rump, the tiger's cock growing harder as he molested him. He gripped the bear's ass tight and parted his cheeks so that he could get a good look at that tight bear hole. It looked so tight, so welcoming... Baloo needed a good, hard cock in there... Khan's mouth began to water as he admired Baloo's fuckhole. Unable to control himself Shere Khan gripped Baloo tight and pulled him close, leaning forward and opening wide as he pressed his tongue against the bear's hole.

"Ahh! Oh, shit!" Baloo gasped in surprise. He could feel Khan's tongue lathering his hole with his spit as the feline worked it up and down, eagerly licking all over Baloo's taint.

Baloo's hole twitched at the attention an, after a few more moments of licking, Khan pushed his tongue inside Baloo's passage, making the bear gasp and squirm.

"Ohh! K-Khan- er, S...Sir...!" Baloo's legs shook as he felt that warm, wet tongue being pushed deeper inside his body, licking all around his hole and tickling the walls of his ass. Baloo instinctively reached down and began groping at his furry crotch, letting out a soft moan as he began to harden from his sheath. Khan pushed in deeper, his tongue being worked into Baloo's ass as deep as he could get it. His hands gripped Baloo's fat ass tight, making sure they were spread wide, giving him enough access to his entrance. Khan's tongue eventually had the inevitable effect on Baloo and the bear's fat, beercan cock soon began to harden from it's furry home. Baloo took it in his hand, completely lost in the moment as he began to work his hand up and down his shaft, grunting and moaning while his length quickly hardened. Khan just kept licking and sucking on Baloo's ass, eliciting loud groans from the bear which only grew louder the longer Khan ate him out. Baloo had such a strong, musky taste. Khan could feel a damp patch appearing on the inside of his underwear as his dick began to leak pre and it was a wonder that Khan didn't just pounce on Baloo and violate his ass right at that moment...

Khan licked and slurped at Baloo's ass while Baloo himself kept his hard bear cock in his hand and stroked it furiously, his fingers soon becoming a mess with his pre. To his disappointment however, Khan's tongue soon left his hole and he released the grip he'd had on Baloo's cheeks.

"Turn around for me." Khan ordered. Baloo looked down at the aching hard on between his legs and felt his cheeks turn pink with embarrassment. He was reluctant to show Khan how much he'd been enjoying all the attention back there...

"I said turn around!" Khan ordered again, his voice more firm this time. Baloo gave in; he wasn't going to be able to hide this hard on of his forever... He turned around, cheeks blushing bright red and his length at full mast. Khan's purred louder when he laid eyes on what Baloo was equipped with. Not too big when it came to length, but damn was it thick. A good mouthful. Shere Khan gestured for Baloo to step closer, which he did obediently. Khan reached out and traced a finger slowly down the bear's fat shaft which got a soft gasp from Baloo.

"Mrrr... My, that's quite the, ah, flight stick you have there." Khan grinned.

"Er, awr, shucks..." Baloo chuckled. Khan ran his finger up and down Baloo's shaft, tickling it softly and making the bear shiver at his touch until Khan took it in his hand, squeezed it tight and started stroking it. Baloo let out a soft, quivering sigh, his cock twitching and letting out a few thick drops of pre form his swollen tip. Khan leaned forward, Baloo's musky scent filling his nose as he brought his face close to the bear's cock. Unable to contain himself, Khan opened wide and took the throbbing bear dick in his maw.

"Oh! Fuck!" Baloo gasped out in surprise, his cock pulsing in Shere Khan's mouth. Baloo was taken by complete surprise; he certainly wasn't expecting Shere Khan of all people to start sucking his dick, not that he or his dick were complaining.

Khan purred around the shaft as he expertly took the whole thing down his throat with little to no trouble, as if he'd sucked a fair amount of dick in the past... But Baloo didn't have time to think about that; he was far too preoccupied with the here and now and how amazing Shere Khan's mouth felt around his manhood. He gave soft, instinctive thrusts of his hips and began humping the tiger's face, his big, heavy balls slapping against Khan's chin as he pushed forward. Khan took it all, his head bobbing up and down on the hard bear cock, his own length throbbing in his pants. His tongue ran over the shaft, licking up and down and around the thick rod and tickling the tip. Baloo's pre covered Khan's tongue and the tiger quickly swallowed the stuff, moaning and savouring the salty taste. Baloo's legs wobbled as the pleasure that coursed through his body overwhelmed him. He placed his hands on the back of Khan's head and kept humping into him and loud, uncontrolled moans escaped his throat.

"Mrrrr..." Khan purred, sucking long and hard on Baloo's cock, one hand on the base of the shaft while his other hand was busy rubbing himself through the fabric of his trousers.

"K-Khan... Sir..." Baloo moaned, "I'm... Oh, shit! I'm gonna blow...!" Khan could feel Baloo's body tensing up and picked up the pace with his sucking. He sucked harder; faster, his head working up and down the fat dick, his tongue licking it all over and driving Baloo wild. The big bear was seconds away from blowing his load and Shere Khan could tell. He slurped and suckled at Baloo's dick until he could feel the bear's body getting ready to blow in his mouth... And then he stopped...

He pulled Baloo's cock from his mouth and looked up at him with a wicked and mischievous look in his eyes.

"H-huh?" Baloo made a confused noise, "Why'd you stop? What's with the blue ballin'?" he reached down to play with himself but Khan quickly slapped his hand away.

"Ah! You'll cum when I tell you to, slave, and not a second before."

"But-"

"No buts, slave boy!" Khan growled, "You'll cum when I _let_you!"

"But I need it!"

"Oh, I know you do." Khan chuckled, "You better do a good job satisfying me then. Do a good job and then I'll let you finish."

"But..." Baloo began to protest but thought better of it. Khan clearly had no intention of letting him blow. He sighed, defeated, "Yes, Sir..."

"That's a good boy." Khan said, "Now, strip me. Start with my shirt and then you can get these pants off."

"Yeah... Yes, Sir." Baloo said, his cock still leaking pre and his body very disappointed with its denied orgasm.

Baloo got to work undressing his master. He helped Khan pull off his suit, followed by his tie and then his dress shirt. The clothes were left draped over the couch and Baloo took a moment to admire the tiger's furry, toned body.

"It's rude to stare, you know." Khan said, "Although I don't blame you. You like what you see, slave boy?"

"I, er, yeah... I do..." Baloo was embarrassed to admit it, but Khan had a nice body. A real nice body. He had a lithe but strong form and the pattern of white fur that covered his chest and belly ran down his midsection and down to his crotch where it became hidden by the only article of clothing Khan was still wearing. Khan was eager to get his pants off, although he was enjoying the staring Baloo was giving his body. Khan reached up and started stroking his nipples, teasing and squeezing them.

"Mrrrr, you want this body, don't you?" Khan said with a grin, his other hand moving down to caress his bulge, "You want all of this, you horny slut?" Baloo gulped nervously but nodded at his master.

"Yes, Sir." he said.

"Then say it, slave."

"I... want your body."

"Louder."

"I want your body, Sir!"

"That's a good slave!" Khan placed his arms at his sides, "Get my trousers off." he ordered. Baloo was on his knees between Khan's legs in an instant. He unbuttoned and unzipped the tiger's pants and hooked his fingers into the garment's waistband. He yanked them down, as well as Khan's underwear, letting his master's huge tiger cock free.

"Oh, damn..." Baloo gazed at the intimidating length presented to him, its warmth and scent washing over Baloo's face and flooding his senses. Khan took his cock in his hand and gave Baloo's nose a couple of hard slaps with his shaft.

"Impressed, boy?"

"Y-yeah... I mean, yes, Sir." Baloo stared at Khan's member, his mouth watering slightly in anticipation of tasting that big, hard rod. He leaned in close, opening his mouth wide, but was quickly stopped by Shere Khan.

"Ah, ah. Lick it first." he ordered. Baloo was reluctant to go slower than he wanted to; he just wanted to lunge at that cock of Khan's and take it down his throat right then, but he needed to do what his master ordered. He placed his tongue on the base of Khan's length and slowly licked up it, moaning softly as the taste filled his maw. Khan sighed and sat back, a hand placed firmly on the back of Baloo's head as the bear licked up and down Khan's shaft as he was ordered.

"Mmm..." Baloo moaned as Khan's pre-cum dripped down his shaft and onto Baloo's waiting tongue. Baloo hastily licked the stuff up, swallowing it hungrily and enjoying the powerful taste of the stuff. He worked slowly up Khan's dick, soon reaching his wet tip and swirling his tongue around it. Khan gripped one of Baloo's ears and held him in place, letting his slave lick all over his cock head and shivering while he did.

"Mm... You're a good boy..." Khan growled with pleasure, "Such a good little slave... Now... suck my cock." he pushed Baloo down on his aching dick and thrust his hips upward and ramming his length deep down his throat.

"Hrrmph!" Baloo gave out a muffled and surprised gasp when he found his mouth suddenly filled with hard tiger cock. It took him a few minutes to recover from how sudden it was and to get used to having that big dick of Khan's down his throat, but once he'd adjusted Baloo started sucking, licking and pleasuring his master's meat. He bobbed his head up and down, although most of his movements were controlled by Shere Khan who kept a firm hand on his head which gripped his fur tight and moved him up and down his member.

Khan's free hand soon joined his other on Baloo's head, both hands gripping the bear's head tight while he fucked his face.

"Nghh! Use your hands, slave!" Khan grunted, his hips bucking upwards and his dick twitching. Baloo did as he was told and took the tiger's shaft in one hand while his other cupped and caressed his white-furred balls. He kept his mouth sucking on the top half of Khan's dick, his tongue lapping up the pre that leaked from Khan's tip while his hand stroked and jerked at the base of the shaft. The way Baloo was working his cock was driving Khan crazy. The little slut was good at this. No doubt he'd sucked dick plenty of times in the past, it would explain how Baloo was so good at it. Then again, who knows, maybe Baloo was just a natural cocksucker. A natural little slut for men like Shere Khan to use and fuck.

"Suck it harder, you whore." Khan ordered, his grip on Baloo's fur tightening. Baloo did as he was told and kicked it up a notch. His movements quickened and he began sucking him off harder, just like Khan ordered him to. His own fat bear cock was still throbbing hard between his legs, but every time Baloo reached down to pleasure himself Khan would quickly stop him and remind the bear that his cock, being Khan's property now, could only be played with when Khan said so. Horny, needy and blue-balled, Baloo focused on the cock in front of him, tongue and mouth working all over it and eliciting increasingly loud moans and growls from the tiger.

"Mm! Ohh, damn, slave! You're a good little slut!" Khan gasped, "Mrrr, this isn't the first time you've pleasured another male, is it?" Baloo blushed deeply at that, "How many cocks have you sucked, I wonder? Maybe your natural place is between another man's legs, hm?"

"Mmm!" Baloo whimpered in reply and looked up into Khan's eyes while he sucked him off.

"Mrrr, listen to you moan, you cock sucking slave boy..." Khan purred, "Heh, you're loving this, aren't you?" he pushed his hips upwards, his cock being pushed deep down Baloo's throat.

"Mrrph! Mm..." Baloo was embarrassed to admit it, but Khan was right. He loved the taste of the tiger's dick and the way Khan dominated him and ordered him about like this... Hell, he even loved the way Khan blue-balled him and asserted his ownership over himself. Baloo felt so naughty; so dirty... He was a filthy slut; a cock loving whore...

Khan kept bucking his hips upwards, grunting as he fucked Baloo's face with increasing speed, his cock twitching, throbbing and pouring pre-cum onto his tongue and down his throat.

"Suck it, whore! Suck it more!" he ordered.

"Mmmrrph!" Baloo moaned in reply.

"Nggh... Filthy bitch... Dirty whore...!" Khan growled. He was completely overwhelmed with how good this all felt. It felt so amazing asserting himself over other men like this. Khan took in a deep, sharp breath as his body tensed up and he felt his cock preparing to blow a load of hot tiger jizz down Baloo's eager throat. He leaned forward, gritting his teeth as he wrapped his arms around Baloo's head and held him in place, his hips breeding his face hard and deep, his balls being pushed against the bear's chin with every forward push until Khan gave out a loud, deafening roar that filled the room and his cock erupted inside Baloo's maw. Baloo gasped in surprise as his mouth was filled with the thick, sticky stuff, but couldn't pull away from Khan's grip even if he wanted to. Khan held him tightly in place as he humped into his maw, blowing more ropes of cum into him with every second he spent with his cock in Baloo's mouth. Baloo gulped the stuff down, groaning around Khan's shaft as he swallowed the tiger's seed like a good slut until Khan's humping began to slow and calm, his cock blowing a few more hot loads of cum into his slave's mouth before his orgasm came to a stop.

Khan panted and gasped and kept his cock lodged down Baloo's throat for a few more moments before slowly pulling back and yanking his dick from the bear's mouth. He sat back and let Baloo catch his breath, cum dripping down his chin and onto his tubby belly. Khan looked down at him.

"Thank your master." he ordered, "Thank him for letting you suck him off."

"T-thank you..." Baloo gasped, "Thank you for letting me suck you, Sir."

"Heh, good slut." Khan smirked.

"C...Can I cum now, Sir?" Baloo asked.

"Heh, oh no, not yet, boy." Khan said, "You still have to earn that right." he slowly got to his feet, his cock still fully hard. He took his shaft in his hand and dragged his dick across Baloo's face, smearing his fur with his seed, "You didn't think someone of my stature would settle for a simple blowjob now, did you?" Khan wore that mischievous look of his on his face once again, "Stand up." Baloo did as he was ordered and got to his feet. The two stared into each other's eyes, their cocks inches away from each other until Khan reached down, took their aching members in his hand and rubbed them together. Baloo let out a sigh, his cock twitching and begging to be allowed to cum.

"You really want to cum, slave boy?" Khan breathed.

"Y-yes, Sir... I need it bad..." Baloo couldn't believe how subby he sounded, especially to someone like Shere Khan... But what he said was true; he needed to cum, badly, and he was willing to do or say anything to be allowed to finally blow his load.

"Prrrr... Then bend over, whore."

"Huh?"

"You heard me!" Khan growled and grabbed Baloo by the arms before flinging him onto the sofa, on his front with his big, fat ass sticking up in the air. Khan took up position behind him in an instant and grabbed his rump tight before rubbing his dripping cock against Baloo's hole.

"Ah! H-hey, wait a second!" Baloo gasped, "No lube or anything?!"

"Quiet, slut!" Khan gave the side of Baloo's ass a hard slap which got a surprised yelp from the bitch, "Slaves like you don't need lube!" he pushed forward, grunting as Baloo's ass put up some good resistance against his cock, but Khan soon managed to force the first inch of his aching rod inside the bitch's passage.

"Arrrgh! Ah, shit!" Baloo cried out, his hands gripping the back of the sofa tight and his body tensing in protest as Khan pushed himself deeper inside him.

"Mm! Oh, you're nice and tight!" Khan gasped, "Prrr! Perfect little fuckhole!"

"Oww! Dammit, g-go easy!"

"Are you making demands of me, you little bitch?" Khan growled and delivered another stinging spank to the side of Baloo's ass, getting a pained yell from the slave.

"Arrgh! I'm sorry, Sir!" Baloo gasped.

"You better start behaving yourself if you want to cum after this, slave." Khan growled and thrust forward, burying a few more inches of his length into Baloo's passage. Baloo whimpered and grunted, his body begging for mercy as Khan violated his tight ass, pushing in deeper and deeper until he had his entire cock shoved inside his body. Baloo tried to ignore the pain in his ass and held back on his pleas for mercy. He wasn't going to risk ruining his chances of being allowed to cum. Khan bred him good and hard, thrusting his cock deep inside Baloo's passage with every powerful thrust of his hips, making the bear cry out and moan with each shove. Baloo panted and moaned, his claws digging into the wooden back of the sofa and his head buried in the cushions, the whole couch shaking and squeaking with the movements of the two males. Khan reached around and began teasing Baloo's cock, his fingers tickling his shaft and tip and making Baloo shiver at the touch.

"Mrrr, you're leaking a lot, boy." Khan growled.

"Mrrph!" Baloo groaned, his voice muffled by the couch cushions. Khan took the bear's girth in his hand and gave it a few jerks, making sure not to push his slave over the edge. He bred Baloo's rump with hard, quick thrusts of his hips and could feel the slut's body tighten around his shaft and squeeze it tight. The two of them gasped, grunted and moaned as their rutting continued. Khan could feel the pre oozing from Baloo's tip and soaking the fur of his fingers in the stuff.

"Come here, you whore." Khan growled and raised his fingers to Baloo's face and smeared the bear's pre across his mouth before shoving them inside. Baloo groaned and sucked on Khan's fingers, his tongue swirling around them and licking the pre from them. Khan wait until his fingers had been fully cleaned before pulling his fingers from Baloo's maw and rubbing the spit from them onto his face.

Still humping into Baloo's ass, Khan reached over to Baloo's chest with both hands and made the chubby male gasp suddenly when Khan started toying with his nipples. He squeezed and stroked them, his fingers tugging and pinching them and making Baloo squirm.

"Nghh! G-geez, that hurts!" Baloo gasped.

"Heh, does it?" Khan chuckled, "You sure you're not enjoying the attention just a little bit?" he gave the bear's sensitive flesh a good squeeze which had Baloo gasping out loud, submissive moans. Baloo's cock throbbed at the attention his body was getting. He was going to cum; he could feel it. He wouldn't even need to touch himself; the way Khan was treating him was going to make him blow hands-free.

"K...Khan...!" Baloo gasped and yelped when Khan gave him a warning slap on the ass, "Ah! S-Sir! Sir, I'm... gonna blow!"

"Prrr, is that right, bitch?" Khan laughed and thrust forward, hand still working up and down Baloo's shaft, but slower now, so that Baloo wasn't pushed over the edge just yet, "Beg for it and Master will let you cum."

"Mm! P-please... Please, Sir, let me cum!" Baloo cried out. He felt so humiliated doing as Shere Khan ordered him to like this, but he'd be lying if he said it didn't turn him the hell on. He felt his body turning hot and his cheeks burning red as he begged for the right to blow his load, shamelessly moaning and pleading to his master Shere Khan while the tiger kept teasing his cock and fucking his fat ass.

Baloo could here Khan's growling growing louder and could feel him pounding his fuckhole harder. Khan tensed up; he was close, so close.

"Mm! Oh...!!" Khan moaned, unable to hold himself back any longer and giving out a loud roar of a moan that anyone passing by outside his office would certainly be able to hear. His cock twitched and pulsed inside Baloo's passage and Baloo could feel that huge, hard length of his shooting its load into him, the stuff splattering across the walls of his ass and coating his prostate in the stuff. Baloo's eyes went wide and he cried out with pleasure as Khan pumped him full of his hot tiger seed.

"Ahh! F-fuck! Khan- S-Sir!" Baloo moaned, his own climax hitting him hard and his girthy cock erupting all over the couch. His dick twitched with each stream of cum he shot, his whole body shaking while he came. Shere Khan still tugged at Baloo's length while he blew, coaxing more of the thick, white cum from the bear's dick, still rutting his ass and filling him up with his own jizz. He gripped Baloo's ass with his free hand, holding it tight and pulling him close as he thrust in one last, deep time; shoving every inch of his cock into Baloo's body and blowing the last couple ropes of cum he had to offer inside him. Baloo's orgasm soon came to a stop too and his cock dribbled a thick glob of cum down his shaft and onto Khan's fingers.

Shere Khan slowly slid his cock from Baloo's ass with a grunt and let go of that short, thick dick of his. He wiped the cum from his hand onto the fur of Baloo's rump and took a step away from his whore, looking down at the stretched and used ass of his. Baloo panted, still lying across the couch while his cock dripped cum onto the cushions below him.

"Mrrr, my, you do make for a good slave." Khan growled with approval.

"T...Thank you, Sir..." Baloo gasped. Khan gave a chuckle and slapped Baloo's ass hard which got a surprised yelp from him.

"Well then, I suppose you've earned some money..." Khan went over to his desk and Baloo slowly climbed off the couch, his legs wobbling as he recovered from the fucking he'd gotten. Khan sat down in his chair and opened one of his desk drawers before pulling out a big, thick wad of cash and holding it out to Baloo.

"Take it." he said, "You've earned it. And there's more where this came from." Baloo went over to him and took the cash.

"Geez, this is a lot! Can you really spare this much?"

"Ha! Can I spare this much?" Khan let out an amused laugh, "Oh, I can afford this countless times over. And as I said, there's more where this came from..." he looked into Baloo's eyes and locked his fingers together, grinning mischievously, "Keep coming here, boy, and obey my every word and you and your business will have more money than you can imagine." Baloo admired the wad of money he was holding and nodded absent-mindedly.

"S-sure... Ah, thanks for this, Kha- er, Sir..."

"Heh, oh it's no problem at all. That ass of yours is worth the money. Now get dressed and leave, I have work to do and I'm sure you'll want to hurry and put that money to use." Khan watched as Baloo grabbed his shirt and slipped it on.

"Er, thanks again, Sir." he said, blushing slightly before turning to leave. Khan watched him walk away, a slight limp in his step and that chubby ass wiggling slightly with his movements. Khan sat back in his chair, still completely naked. He was going to have a lot of fun with Baloo as his slave... Oh yes, a lot of fun indeed...

THE END