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CHAPTER 8

Interlude

It was as Rishi predicted. Once he arrived home, his wife hurriedly surveyed her husband's body for scars, teeth and claw marks, anal bleeding, or any form of abuse that he might have endured. Much to her satisfaction, there was nothing, and they smiled at each other that for once her husband was used, but unharmed. They felt like celebrating and opened a bottle of ale and drank merrily that night. They told jokes, played games, and once the kids were in bed, they made sweet love to one another. All this, of course, after the white mouse washed the excessive stench of sex and sweat off of him.

What followed the weeks after showed that, despite his reservations and early incidents involving a lack of preparedness for either party, the Royal Court was very respectful to their sexual partners, even when coerced into it. Like the third week's offering, they were controlled, patient, and cognizant of the mouse's delicate structure. His nightly duties to the Royal Guards continued to rotate order with each member having a chance to go first with the rodent or last. Amarro rotated as well, going second the following week, then third, then fourth, and finally fifth. The entire time he never lost control and never submitted to his base instincts. He fucked the mouse multiple times as well, more often than the others, usually cumming at least four or five times. His obligations to Lord Allon also became less of an ordeal. The cougar always went first or last, never intermixing with the order in which the guards took him. And each time he sodomized him with his thick, meaty shaft, it got less and less painful to bear. He never fully acclimated to it as it was just too thick for his tiny tailhole to accommodate, but he was still able to effectively take it without it affecting his performance.

The smells never changed, always insulting the rodent's senses and Jarai, as usual, was the worst offender. He adapted to it well, though, and soon was able to breathe in the musk of all five men mixed with his own without wincing or grimacing in disgust. Even when cleaning the felines or swallowing their semen, he learned to perform without gagging and even found a way to train himself to tolerate the taste. He was quite surprised he didn't think of it sooner, but one day in bed, he was pleasuring himself and spurted his own seed over his paw. He was going to wipe it away, but got the idea to lick it up and when he did he found it resembled feline spunk rather closely. Not as acrid or aromatic as the royal members', but still unpleasant enough that he began daily rituals of providing his own sample and cleaning himself to get used to the flavor. And it seemed to work.

They got a bit rough now and again and Rishi did wind up walking home with a few claw marks and a mating bite mark on his neck, as well as a few bruises now and again, but they were minor and Rishi felt no need to show concern. His wife wasn't as calm and collected, but she tried for the sake of her hubby. Allon tried some more bondage gear and that made Rishi uncomfortable, but fortunately the lord never actually tied him down to make him helpless to the cougar's whim. Allon just seemed to enjoy the way Rishi looked in leather straps, a collar, and a harness.

Winter came and the air got cold and Rishi and Sam were forced to store as much food and supplies as they could to survive the freezing season, though it wasn't easy. Much of the food became stale and what was fresh was either shared between their children or saved for Rishi's pregnant wife. Rishi didn't eat well during much of the season and it effected his performance in the Court Hall. He was provided some fresh food that was left over by the army soldiers and the gesture seemed to inspire the mouse to try harder during his tributes.

Samantha was beginning to bulge out, the baby getting closer and closer to its birth time. Snow had begun to blanket the ground and the cold air was rough on the overworked mouse. She had been unable to finish many of her chores and tasks due to sore joints and a bad back. Rishi did his best to pick up the slack and Tessa helped out whenever she could, but overall there was too much for them to handle. The kids were growing well and their clothes were already becoming too small for them to wear comfortably. Sam, for the moment, would reuse their old clothes by taking them apart and patching them or resewing them together to fit better, but it was a short-term solution. Eventually, once the baby was born, she would need new materials to sew them some new attire.

Five months had passed since Rishi first made his tribute to be the Royal Member's sex partner and it was coming time for the royal felines to make a trip back to Identine. This would be the third time now that they've done this since becoming the overseers of Darreen and the first time since Rishi began fucking them. They would be gone for four weeks and the announcement of the trip meant a few things. First is that while the High Lord and Royal Guard were away, the general of the Feliz Army would be in charge and all matters of dispute or requests will be handled by him and his closest officers. Second is that the tributes made by the Darreen locals had to be handled so that the four weeks the Lord was gone would still receive offerings. This meant one of two things: either the local making the tribute would bring a surplus of offerings before the Lord left or, conversely, after the Lord and his men returned. The first time they made the trip, they were offered the chance to mix it up a bit, offering for two weeks before they left and fulfilling the next three when they returned, or doing three before and two after. However, that turned out to be a much greater hassle than anticipated as many locals made false claims to how much they offered or confusion that led to no credit going to those who did make the offerings. It was such a mess that before the first tribute on their return ended, Lord Allon decreed then and there that payment would be made in full either before they left or after they returned. There was not a third option. And it was up to the Royal Court to determine if a payment was for one week or for more. If someone brought a rather bountiful portion of offerings, they'd consider it payment made, but if they only offered a slightly larger portion than what they normally provide, than it was considered a generous tribute for the week.

This leads to the third issue in regards to the Court's trip: what was Rishi supposed to do to make up for the lost weeks? In the past, he'd fallen behind on his payments for tribute, but that was when he was still making offerings involving crops and spirits. Now that he was offering his body, what was he supposed to do. It had been announced only a week prior to their last tribute before leaving and when asked what they would have him do, Allon told him then, "We'll figure something out later." He figured it was possible he'd just have to come in extra days after they get back to make up for four weeks without getting to fuck his brains out. They even told him the last time that the thing they were going to miss the most while they were gone was the scent of a mouse covered in sweat and cum and reeking of successive sexual encounters.

It always made him blush whenever they complimented his scent, as it was something his wife did as well, but it still made him wonder what they were planning on doing. He decided it was best to wait until the next day of tribute and ask then, but until that time he would just assume that he'd be visiting extra days after their return. It made the most sense and was the easiest way for him to pay his tribute. Of course, that wasn't the only possibility, but he would rather not think about what the other possibilities might be. For now, he did what he learned was best: spend time with his wife and kids, practice for his tributes if he felt it was necessary, and do anything he could to keep his mind focused away from the offerings. Because if there's one thing he's learned over the course of five months it's that worrying about something that wasn't in his control led to nothing but more worry.

A Going Away Present

Although the roads had been cleared of snow, a thin sheet of ice layered the streets. No one in the region cared for shoes, but the ground was just too cold to walk on without some form of covering. Rishi wore a pair of old, leather boots that his wife made from some pig skin of a boar that was sold to them a long time ago. He also wore a coat of wool, gray and laced with cotton with laces along the front tied together to hide him from the temperature. A hood at the collar was pulled back and down, revealing Rishi's face to the Plains as the sun was still high in the sky and it wasn't cold enough or windy enough to warrant covering his head. Before winter, they usually provided their offerings later in the day, around 6 o'clock, but it was a little after 4 and they would still be losing a little bit of light before the year was over.

Rishi, over the last five months, had timed his trips to the High Court better to avoid arriving too early. Time and time again, he'd arrived and been forced to wait as all those who'd come before and after him would make their offering and then leave. He'd gotten tired of wasting so much time and began leaving later and later and as time went on he got pretty good about arriving there just a short while before he was ready to make his tribute. He didn't mind a short wait, though, and didn't try to leave any later and risk offending the court members by being late. After all, a horny feline is not someone you want to keep waiting when what their waiting for is to stick their horny cock inside of you.

Today, however, was a bit different. Even though they'd all gotten the same information about when tributes would start and Rishi didn't leave his home any later than he had previously, once the High Court was in view, he saw that there was no line of locals. No mice or rats or raccoons or rabbits or anyone that he knew to make their tributes. Rishi stopped in his tracks a moment as his heart beat picked up in pace. He thought a moment, but there was no mistake; it was indeed the day of tribute. He wasn't mistaken about the time either, but nevertheless, he observed no one at the entrance to the great hall.

"What the hell?!"

He picked up his pace, striding quickly to the point of almost jogging along the frozen ground. Once in view, Tony and Matt spotted the rodent and the cougar waved and smiled. Matt's expression, as usual, was stoic and unrevealing, though Tony's still betrayed nothing. His smile could mean nothing, but it could mean that the mouse was indeed in trouble and the feline was finding some sick, twisted humor at his expense and what the Royal Court felines might do to him. He began to jog, picking up speed to reach the entrance quickly without overexerting himself. He stopped just short of the cougar and lion guards and paused, bending over to catch his breath in the thin cold air as the two large cats just stared down at him and watched, Tony with a big smile on his face and Matt with a cocked eyebrow of displayed interest.

"What's going on? Am I late?" the mouse asked through panted breaths and a concerned expression.

"Heh, I guess it would look that way, wouldn't it?" Tony replied. "Actually, the rest of the offerings were made earlier today so that the Royal Guards could prepare for their departure. As for you, Allon gave us instructions to let you in and inform you to head straight for his bedchamber once you arrived. Don't even bother knocking. Just go right on in."

"Once I arrived? So, wait, if the other offerings were made earlier so everyone could prepare to leave, then why wasn't the same asked of me?"

"Look, buddy, I'm just a guard and, in this case, a messenger. I do what I'm told and don't ask questions. They told us to go around town and inform all the natives that tributes would be made at noon, except for you. Why? I don't know, and honestly I don't care. I don't know what goes on between you and the Royal Court and I don't wanna know. I just know they're leaving tonight, said they wanted to get everything done early, but wanted you whenever you got here. So now you're here, my orders have been carried out, so..." the cougar turned and stepped over to the door, opening it a crack, "you can make your tribute now."

It was odd, to be sure, that he was left out of this particular update, but as with all things related to his tributes, he didn't try to overthink it. Whatever the case, the lord gave specific instructions to head directly to his chamber and that's what he intended to do. He stepped forward towards the door and as he did Tony opened it fully, allowing the mouse access. Rishi hurried inside so that the cougar could quickly shut it behind him, leaving him exposed to the warmth of the interior. There were several torches decked out along the floor and countless more smaller ones lining the halls. They were used to keep the Court warm and while not warm per se, compared to the exterior it was downright tropical. Rishi unfastened the laces on his coat and let the lapels dangle to the side, exposing his undertunic.

He let the cold air dissipate and make way for the warmth of the building as he stared down the long hallway, perplexed by the absence of any of the Royal Guards. Their doors were closed, but as he perked his ears in their direction he heard nothing. He walked forward and up the steps, listening intently, but getting nothing. He assumed then that they must either be out or they were all waiting for him in Lord Allon's bedroom. The former was preferable to the mouse, but he wasn't holding his breath for it. As he stepped around the Lord's Seat and walked towards the double doors to Allon's chambers, he continued to hold his ears forward to detect any sounds coming from inside. Once he got up close, he could hear some form of shuffling and indiscernible mumbling. He was nervous about what was going to happen to him inside, but it was out of his hands one way or another. He took a deep breath and, without knocking, did as bade and opened the doors.

The interior of his bedroom was a little bit warmer than the main hallway. There were torches inside and a miniature bonfire placed to the right side of the bed up against the wall. To the left, a tall golden-brown furred feline had his back to the mouse and didn't seem to notice when he entered. He had a large bag and was carefully folding his official dress wear and placing it inside. Rishi took a moment to stand there and stare for a moment, not quite realizing that he was doing it. The cougar was already butt naked, no collar or necklace or sash or straps, just the fur and the body that his god or gods gave him. In the past, his mind was so focused on the task of pleasing him and his men that he never really bothered to take the time and just look at the feline lord. And while his duty for the evening had not even begun, the simple fact that Allon was not yet aware of his presence was enough to ease his mind and he saw the puma for what he really was, at least physically. The muscles on his back flexed as he lifted his elbows as he folded his clothing, his legs, large as tree trunks and bulking with muscles, could support a man five times his size. His eyes were drawn to the man's rump, large, round, and supple with a thick, meaty tail dangling between, covering the tight ring underneath. Rishi had never actually seen Allon's tailhole and though he was in no rush to, he still couldn't help but wonder, staring hypnotically at the furry hilltops and the canyon between, what it must look like.

As his mind wandered, the cougar's ears perked up, turning towards his back as he sniffed the air. He turned his head and Rishi caught the movement in time to bring his eyes up away from his smoldering body to meet the feline in the eyes. Allon finally caught sight of the rodent and smiled happily.

"Well, hello there, Rishi. I was just starting to think it was about time you showed up."

Rishi stepped into the room fully, shutting the doors behind him. "Yes, Lord Allon. I... was unaware that you had changed the time of the offerings to midday."

"Well, considering I had told my men not to include you, I'd say that's not surprising."

"So, why didn't you tell me then?"

The cougar had just finished folding and packing a nice pair of red, silk pants as he stood up and faced the rodent, his sheath bobbing from side to side as he did. "Because with the others it was important to get their supplies taken care of so we could store them, secure them, and figure out what we would be taking with us and what would be staying behind with our men. We had to get that taken care of sooner rather than later since we changed our plans and are leaving tonight. With you, it wasn't so important to get it done so early." Rishi accepted it as sensible. After all, when it comes to his tribute, all they have to do is stick their cock in one of his orifices, so they can have him at the beginning of the day or right before they leave. Material products, on the other hand, need to be sorted, inventoried, and divided, so he felt a little bit better now.

"Besides, it's not like I was hiding it from you. I just didn't see the need to inform you. If you had shown up earlier, I would've taken a break and accepted your tribute then."

He had gone back to packing, not just clothing, but other sundries: brushes, small knives, lube (blush), and an assortment of colognes. It was odd to Rishi to see the cougar with colognes as it never occurred to him that he ever used such fragrances. It shouldn't be surprising as he is a representative, and relative, of the royal family and in the presence of other high-ranking officials he'd want to smell presentable, not sexual. The problem was that the only time the mouse ever got a good whiff of the cat was when he was getting a face full of stinky, sweaty, lustful feline musk. He couldn't imagine the puma smelling of upper class.

"Well, thank you sire." Rishi paused a moment. "Um... where are the guards."

"Working... so to speak."

"Working, sire?"

"Checking out the barracks, following up with the officers, double checking preparations for our departure, or just getting personal with the soldiers." Allon flashed the mouse a toothy grin as he said that, making the mouse blush and raise his eyebrows in surprise. "What, you thought you were the only one my men like to fuck when they're not screwing each other? No, they wanted to have some action with the other men as, unlike you, they want to suck on their superiors' cocks. They want my men's meat inside of them, spilling their seed into them like fertile females." Rishi's embarrassment was shining through as he spoke of what his men did when they weren't with him.

"And... what about you sire?"

"Me? I like spending quality time with my men every now and again, but I can get other feline soldiers in Gellikor. What I can't get there..." he turned to Rishi, stopping what he was doing, and slowly walked over to him, making the mouse nervous. "is a 4 foot tall, white-furred little man that makes my cock feel good in all the right ways." Allon grabbed Rishi's chin and lifted it up, their eyes meeting. Rishi's heart was palpitating quickly, the cougar's advancements never failing to get a reaction out of him. "But fucking you here and now will not be enough to tide me over for four whole weeks. I'd miss you too much. So instead, I want something else from you, something you've never given to me before."

Oh God! he thought to himself.It's finally happening. He's finally gonna make me do it. I'm so sorry, Samantha. The emotions running through Rishi were mainly dread and guilt at what he was certain the cougar was gonna ask him for. He'd managed to go the last five months without being asked to give up his last shred of dignity with this one act, but it seemed as if that streak had finally come to an end. Allon licked his lips and released the mouse's chin.

"Undress and climb on the bed on all fours," the cougar said, turning and walking over to the closet. Rishi gulped, almost unwilling to go through with it, but deciding on the redundancy of backing out, and so removed his coat and all of his clothing, leaving him bare. The cool air hit him now and he realized it was colder in the lord's room than he thought, but not so cold as to make him shiver. It wouldn't matter in a moment, though. He'd be increasing his body heat soon. He then clambered onto the bed and stopped when he was near the headboard, his shame escalating as his unerect member dangled from his crotch, all but positive it was about to be abused.

Allon reappeared from the closet shortly after with a bottle of lube in hand. Rishi didn't recognize it, even though all of the lord's lube bottles looked the same. However, they all had minor inconsistencies, as well as various labels, to distinguish them all apart and he'd used a lot of those bottles. This time, however, the bottle was unfamiliar. Allon walked around the bed and placed the bottle on a nightstand. He then turned to Rishi, watching him as he knelt there, positioned for the cat to molest him in new ways. The feline smiled and climbed into bed, petting him along the base of his back and trailing partway along the length of his tail. He was purring lightly, enjoying the show while the mouse was twitchy, nervous with anticipation. Allon then reached behind the rodent and between his legs, grabbing his cock and squeezing hard. Rishi hissed and gripped the bed in mild pain. Allon eased up, but kept his paw on the flaccid penis, massaging it slowly and taking his rodent testicles into his palm.

"Mm, such a beautiful piece of mouse machinery, and yet through all these months I've never gotten see what's contained inside." It was official, Rishi was right. "Well, as your tribute to me and a going away present, I want your seed. I actually began to question whether or not I'd be able to get it out of you without forcing it, but then you showed me there were ways I could persuade you." Rishi began to reminisce about his time with Allon during his last tribute.

After getting Rishi more comfortable in his role as a breeding partner for the felines, Allon began using his pheromone-rich lubricants to enhance the pleasure of the experience. Rishi figured he would be using pretty much the same lube every time, but that was not the case. Allon rarely used the same lube more than once in a row. Most of the lube he used contained pheromones from various feline men, but the cougar also employed lube which contained horse pheromones and even dog pheromones. The last kind actually made the mouse a little queezy. However, during his last tribute, the feline utilized another kind of lube that he hadn't before, lube containing pheromones from rabbit men. While other lubes had always gotten Allon easily excitable and eager to hump the small mouse, they never had any real noticeable effects on him. With the rabbit lube, it was different.

Allon had his enormous 12-inch cock buried inside his rectum and was plowing away, heat emanating off of his cock as if the rodent had sat on a stove. His thrusts were wild and strong and each time he shoved forward, Rishi felt his intestines expand and despite several months of practice it still put an extensive amount of pressure on him, making it harder for him to breathe. Though it was uncomfortable, the mouse had learned to appreciate the euphoria such an experience could produce for gay anthros. Allon had slathered copious amounts of rabbit lube on his cock and Rishi's ass before plugging the rodent and the feel of the slick agent on his backside always sent tingles through his lower torso and groin, nothing new. The cougar had wrapped a paw around Rishi's stomach and another around his neck, very lightly, with a paw holding the back of his head. Both paws were stained with the heavy-scented lubricant.

For whatever reason, possibly because the size of rabbits and their nature as natural prey for carnivores made them sympathetically closer to rodents such as himself, the smell had begun to affect the mouse. He breathed in the substantive aroma of the liquid and he barely began to register how much he was enjoying the experience. It wasn't until the cougar plowing his ass got his cock to bob back and forth that Rishi realized the stiffness in his penis. He wanted Allon to stop so he could take a moment to allow himself to try and undo his erection, but at the same time the smell of the lube, the warmth of the cougar's embrace, and the paradoxically stimulating discomfort in his ass made him contradict himself. He was confused and scared, but too aroused by pheromones and too lost in the thrill to want to stop.

Allon didn't seem to notice and he came rather quickly, spilling his abundant seed into Rishi's bowels. Once his climax subsided, the cougar reached down to massage the mouse's dick, a common occurrence. As soon as he wrapped his furry paw around it, he lifted his head in shock and had to pause a moment to take in the reality of the situation. Once he finally accepted that the straight mouse below him had an erection from their sexual intercourse, he smiled with delight.

"Well, well. This is new, Rishi. Are you starting to enjoy our little exercises?"

Rishi wanted to curl into a ball right then. He didn't know what to say. His mind was telling him to say no and that the situation was just making him nervous and his erection was merely a subconscious reaction. But every other part of him was saying something different. He was actually finding the scent of male pheromones stimulating and, as much as he didn't want to admit it, the feeling of being plugged in the ass was enjoyable to him. It was an entirely new experience with the feline and one that he had been dreading since the beginning.

Allon leaned forward and very quietly and seductively whispered into Rishi's ear. "Would you like me to give you some relief, little mouse?"

Rishi's eyes widened at the suggestion and he wanted to scream 'No!' While he knew it was going to happen one day and the Royal Court would ask for his seed sooner or later, he didn't want his first time getting off to happen this way. He wanted it to happen because he was imagining being with his wife, not being enticed by the concentrated essence of male musk and anal stimulation. Then he thought about his wife and felt a twinge of guilt at the prospect of cumming for the lord out of desire rather than obligation. At the same time, he was so hot and aroused that he was half-tempted to just say 'yes' and let the cougar ease the tension in his balls. It didn't help matters that Allon's paw was slowly massaging the length of the mouse's member, tracing the head with a furry digit. It sent shivers down the rodent's body and he had to tense up his entire form to keep from shivering with ecstasy. However, another thought of his wife, naked with her inviting muzzle, gave him the willpower he needed to refuse the puma's question and deny his own release.

"Thank you, sire, but... I think I'd prefer it if my wife took care of that." He was breathing hard and talking softly, but he'd managed to get it out without difficulty.

"Mmm, very well, but I'll let you know now that I have your cock in my paw and I know what it feels like hard..." he took a moment to sniff at the mouse's neck and lick his ear, "I think I'm gonna want to feel it again, and next time, I won't give you the option to deny me your spunk." Rishi never saw the cougar's face, but he could tell he was grinning a sinister smile.

The last statement stuck in the rodent's mind for the last week and while he knew it was inevitable, he figured he had a while until it happened. Now, with the lord's paw on his balls and penis, massaging them seductively, he had to surrender his sperm as an offering. "Now with that in mind, I think I have just what you need to push you over the edge." The lord's words brought the mouse out of his reminiscing and back to the situation at hand. The lord took his paw away from the rodent genitals and clambered off the bed to retrieve the bottle as well as a small, thin rag he kept in the drawer of the nightstand. His cock had come out of its home, but was still flaccid. Rishi could smell it, even from that distance, and it was swimming in musk and arousal.

He placed it on the bed next to Rishi, which gave the mouse an opportunity to finally see the label and his mouth dropped when he read it: Mouse-Scented lube. Apparently, the lord has had the bottle in the closet the whole time and based on appearances and the sound of liquid moving around inside, he'd used it previously as well. This is the first time he'd seen the cougar use this particular lube with him and he wondered why he hasn't used it up to this point before. Still on his paws and knees, Rishi watched as the puma removed the cork and placed two digits over the opening of the bottle and poured a small amount of viscous liquid onto his fingers. He placed the bottle back on the nightstand and scooted next to the mouse. Rishi's heart began to beat faster now, his breathing increased. He caught a sample of the scent on the feline's paw and it effected him exactly how the lord wanted it to. He felt a burning sensation in his groin, as well as his ass, his mind started to become hazy, and he felt a sudden urge to mate. He opened his mouth wider to breathe through his muzzle, avoiding to the best of his ability the intoxicating odor that emanated from the bottle. Despite the fact that it came from male mice, it reminded Rishi of his own scent, which in turn reminded him of Samantha's and the circular logic of the situation made Rishi a very randy rodent.

Allon placed a paw on the back of Rishi's head, the one not slick with lube, and ran the two fingers covered in lubricant across the mouse's nose, rubbing it into his fur. Rishi tensed up, breathing through his mouth, but unable to block out the smell as it wafted into his nasal cavities. Allon took his paw away and smiled.

"Go on now, Rishi. Breathe it in. Let it take hold of you."

Rishi breathed out, pacing himself, before shutting his muzzle closed and whiffing the sticky liquid coating his muzzle. The aroma took effect immediately and he stiffened up everywhere, moaning loudly as the burning sensation in his privates turned into a scorching fire. He was overcome with arousal and with a single sniff he was close to becoming a slave to his sexual desires. His tail twitched like a mouse in heat, which wasn't far off from the way he was feeling. He dug his claws into the bed sheets as he whiffed again and again at the pheromone-rich fluid that turned the unfortunate rodent into a horny breeding machine.

Allon smiled at the mouse's reaction, purring lightly as his ears turned forward to listen to the rodent moan erotically. He seemed to have lost himself to a sexualized trance state and it titillated the happy cougar. He caressed Rishi's cheeks, rubbing the residual traces of lube onto the mouse's face, which caused Rishi to look up at his taunter. The lord was enjoying watching the mouse in that position, on his hands and knees, butt in the air, hot and horny and waiting for someone, anyone, to rub his cock and provide him with sweet release. Rishi was coming down a little from the high the pheromones provided, enough to feel a little bit of shame for enjoying this so much, but as he continued to remind himself that he had no choice in the matter, he surrendered his will to his body's needs. He looked away from the cougar and moaned loudly, signaling his readiness to supply his lordship with what he desired. Allon smiled jovially, his cock growing at the image of the struggling rodent.

"Now this is a sight I've been waiting to see for a long time now. I've always imagined you spread out on my bed like this, but I never thought it would be this... sexy."

Rishi said nothing, but moaned, groaned, and grunted, shuffling on the bed and feeling a bit impatient. He was still conscientious about what he was doing and still felt disturbed by it, but the cougar wasn't wrong. He wanted to feline to jack him off or even suck him off. Whatever the feline wanted, Rishi would give it to him so long as he emptied the mouse's nuts of their contents. Allon's dick had grown to its full 12-inch length and a small amount of pre leaked out of the top. Rishi began to whine, hungry for the cougar's paw or muzzle, desperate for release. The scent of the musky lubricant on his nose was driving him wild and he was feeling a bit sick, as though a fever had come on. It seemed as if he really was going in to heat.

Allon chuckled, finally taking action. He placed the rag directly under Rishi's 5-inch member and with his clean paw he took the small mouse meat in his paw. The grip was hard and warm and it caused the mouse to moan uncontrollably. Allon teased the length, rubbing the naked skin slowly with two fingers while Rishi waited for what seemed like an eternity. After a short moment, he truly lost control. "Hurry up!"

The command caught Allon off guard and he turned to face the mouse, eyebrows raised intriguingly. Rishi immediately realized what he said and only partially regretted it, hoping that the lord would be willing to let his outburst slide given his sexualized state of mind. The cougar complied, smiling happily. "As you wish, Master Rishi."

With that, the puma grabbed the mouse by the scruff of the neck with his free, lube-covered paw, getting a tight grip and holding him steady. It caused some discomfort for the mouse, but he didn't care because the feline immediately engulfed the mouse's penis in his giant paw and began stroking the length, up and down, keeping the tip pointed right at the rag underneath. The rodent cried out in roars of pure ecstasy. He moaned, he hissed, he trilled, making noises the lord wasn't even aware his subject made. He found it erotic and stimulating and was feeling his own sexual desires surfacing. He kept the idea of pleasuring himself pushed aside as he was only interested in collecting the mouse's specimen at the moment, milking away at the male like a farmer milking a cow.

Rishi couldn't stop moving the entire time he was jacked-off. He gripped and flexed his paws, opening them and closing them, shifting his weight from one arm to the other under the control of Allon's paw, and his hips would jerk as he curled his toes and twitched his tail. Allon didn't mind as he was able to keep his cock head pointed straight at the rag underneath. Rishi was feeling elated, the smell of mouse musk filling his nostrils and the feeling of the cougar's furry paw gripping his member, creating a pocket of warmth around his dick, made him feel euphorically ethereal. He tried his best to keep his mind focused, thinking about his wife and her supple body and her tight cunt, but he was too mislaid by the intense sensations he was experiencing for it to make any difference. To him, it didn't matter who was rubbing him off or who he was smelling, the result was the same. For Allon, watching the pleasure the rodent was getting out of his treatment gave the cougar an apparent sense of accomplishment.

Rishi grit his teeth harshly, grinding his jaws together as his peak came quickly. Allon was able to detect it easy enough and switched to having only his thumb and forefinger gripping the shaft. The mouse let his muzzle hang open as he felt the intensity build in his groin, uncontrolled saliva dripping out as he continued to moan, panting heavily. He was thrusting into the cougar's paw now, assisting with his own climax. Before long, the pressure that built up in him overflowed, causing him to thrust forward with everything he had, dropping his hips and shoving his dick down into the bed. His cock exploded and a substantive amount of mouse jizz soaked into the rag below from just a single shot. The next shot doubled the impressive amount of cum that covered the small towel and another shot almost tripled it. The cougar smiled, impressed by the quantity of sperm the mouse was holding inside of him. A few squirts later and the rodent was, for all intents and purposes, empty.

Were it not for the cougar lord keeping him held up, Rishi might've collapsed right then, exhausted by the exertion the lord forced upon him. He closed his eyes and took a moment to catch his breath, the scent of the odorous lube lacking the same effect it had before now that his sexual appetite had been sated. Allon grabbed the rag out from under Rishi's still erect cock and brought it up to his muzzle, sniffing at the thick, chunky mouse ejaculate. He threw his head back and began to purr loudly, his cock bobbing as his lustful hunger was being teased. Rishi cocked his head over to look at the erotic expression on the feline's face and his shame began to build again at the tumultuous effect his orgasm was having on the poor mouse.

Allon placed the rag down on the bed next to him and looked down at the mouse. "Cleaning time." Without warning, the cougar pushed the rodent onto his back, garnering an 'oomph' out of him and a look of surprise. Allon placed a paw on Rishi's chest, holding him down as he leaned forward and took all of Rishi's length in his muzzle. He quickly wrapped his long, coarse tongue around the sensitive organ and it caused the mouse to struggle futilely under the feline's grasp, crying out in a mixture of pleasure and pain. He grabbed at the cougar's arm and his head trying to push him away, but Allon seemed to pay him no mind, unaffected by his efforts. Either that or the lord was actually getting some enjoyment from Rishi's struggles. The mouse continued to try, crying out and whining, but the puma did nothing to respond.

Instead, he created a suction in his muzzle around Rishi's pole as he licked it, concentrating his tonguing on the mouse's glans. The sensation was too much and the rodent bobbed his hips around, trying to free himself from Allon's treatment. The cougar responded by grabbed Rishi's ass in one paw and shoving his middle finger inside the mouse's tailhole. The overall feeling made Rishi moan and shove his hips into the air, getting an abundant degree of satisfaction from the cougar. Rishi let a few more small squirts of ejaculate that remained in his urethra seep out into Allon's waiting maw, which the cougar lapped up happily. He was purring quite loudly, causing vibrations in Rishi's dick that were enticing to the rodent, making him horny enough to cum a second time, but shameful enough to almost not want to.

He would never get the chance, though, as Allon raised his head up, releasing Rishi's dick and relieving the stress his tongue was having on the sensitive receptors. He took a breath and relaxed, or tried to as the puma stuck his nose into Rishi's crotch, sniffing up the mouse's scent. He kept his paw on the mouse's ass, finger jammed deep inside of him. His purrs were turning into soft growls and the paw on his chest was extending its claws, digging into Rishi's chest. Rishi could see the lust in his motions, in the sounds he made, and in his scent. Rishi's own musk had changed thanks to the effects of the pheromone-laden lube and his own orgasm and that change was new to the lusty feline and was having a pronounced effect on him. He was getting extremely aroused and the mouse was just waiting for him to climb on top and shove his stone-hard dick up his ass.

Fortunately, Allon had no intention of fucking him today. He lifted his head up sharply, removing his finger from his anus and breathing in through his mouth, clenching every muscle. He calmed down a bit as Rishi watched and wondered what he was gonna do next. After a minute or two, the cougar turned and smiled down at the mouse before leaning forward and locking lips with him in one of his passionate kisses. They wrestled tongues a bit before Allon broke away, licking the mouse's nose which still contained a smattering of lube.

"Thanks for the gift, Rishi. I can tell you right now, I'm gonna be getting a lot of uses out of it. Now, I need you to do me a favor, OK?" Rishi nodded. "I need you to get dressed and get the fuck out of here because if you don't leave soon, I'm gonna shove you up against the wall and fuck your brains out all night and then I won't leave on time. And we can't have that now, can we?" Rishi shook his head. Allon smiled and began petting the mouse's slowly limpening cock. "I'm gonna tell you right now, though. When we get back, we're gonna be expecting more from you and I think we'll find a way for you to make up your tribute for the four weeks we'll be gone. Do you think you can do that for us?"

Truthfully, Rishi wasn't certain, but he knew he didn't have a choice. So, he nodded. "Yes, sire."

"Good. Now go on. I've gotta go bathe and finish packing. We'll be leaving soon."

Rishi didn't waste any time. He climbed off the bed and grabbed his clothes, getting dressed and making his way towards the door. Before he left, he turned back to Allon. "Lord Allon. I hope you and your men have a safe and pleasant trip."

The cougar smiled back. "Thank you, sweet thing. I hope the next month goes by real quick. I'm already looking forward to our next session together."

Rishi was somewhat apprehensive, but thought little more of it for the night. He gave a respectful bow and turned towards the doors, opening them up and stepping out, then closing them again. As he did, he missed the cougar's final act before he left, lifting up the rag once again to his nose and taking in a long, hard whiff of the strong, musky mouse spunk. He gave a gutteral growl as his hairs stood on end and his cock bobbed. This would certainly not be the last time the cougar lord would be demanding a fresh supply of the mouse's essence.

On the return trip home, Rishi began to contemplate what he was asked to do and started to rethink the situation. Despite his earlier reservations, he began to think that it wasn't so bad that Allon asked him to get off for him. While he preferred to save his cum for his wife, he wasn't above wasting it during his alone time. Even though he didn't have many friends in the Plains, he was reminded of a time with old friends when they were first coming into maturity and would masturbate together, and once in a while, each other. This wasn't much different. The only differences were that it was expected of him by the felines and the men he was doing it with were better able to rip his head off if it pleased them. Neither one was much of a concern and figuring that into the equation, he began to think that going forward he'd be more able-minded and freely willing to provide his seed to the Royal Court if asked. Overall, he felt he was getting off light.