Cops & Mafia - Ch 12: The Coral Reef Suite ~ Dinner
Story by Eirene Crimsonpelt on SoFurry
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The Cops’ New Toys
A Police Corruption and Mafia story by:
Marciana Abbatelli (Marci) & Ra'Arsenio Basilio (Arsen)
Part 12: The Coral Reef Suite ~ Dinner
After a couple more rounds of anal play, Marci passed out from the intense pleasure Arsen had given her in her first full sexual lesson. Sure he’d taught her what pleasure felt like and then how to give him a blowjob, but today was just the first taste of the actual feel of pleasure from having him in her tailhole. She was unaware of how rare it was for a femme to cum from just anal sex, especially when the anal got rougher and harder as they kept going, but Arsen knew just what a treasure it was to have a femme like her, especially with his love of anal. And she never asked for that pain medicine. She lay nude, curled on her side against him, her chest rising as she panted.
The few hours of intense passion that they had experienced left the pair of them in an equally sweaty and tired, but satiated state. Never in his years of playing around with the other femmes had he experienced the depth of passion and emotion that he had with her. He knew from the bottom of his heart, no… from the depths of his soul, that she was the one for him. Not only because of her qualities in bed and the fact that she was a blank slate when it came to matters of a sexual nature, but for her personality and willing submission to him, and her fiery spirit.
Their nude forms lay tangled, hers against his and his arms around hers. His cock was at half mast, never having fully returned to its flaccid state after his final ejaculation. His teeth nibbled at her neck and ears, his paws softly and slowly massaged her generous bust and the rising and falling muscles in her abdomen. “You are a wonder, Marci,” he murmured. “Your training has only begun but already you are a star.” His tongue bathed her fur and he chuckled, “Had I known this would be the outcome, I may have sought you out sooner…”
It took a couple minutes for Marci to regain full awareness, but when she did, she turned her head to kiss him. “I think we came into each other's lives when we most needed the other. Had you come earlier, I don't know if I would have been as receptive to the dinner we shared.” She smiled up at him and nuzzled into his neck. Just then, there was a knock at the door. She grinned at him and kissed his nose. “Why don't you get it this time, tesoro? I don't think my legs would be steady under me.”
Arsen sighed contentedly as she slowly came to. They spoke for a few moments, and then their conversation was interrupted by a knock at the door. Another sigh left his lips, this one almost of annoyance, but moreso resignation that their time nude and tangled in the sheets would have to end, at least for a little while. “Of course, Amada… it’s the least I can do, since I put you in such a state.” he nipped at her neck again, his sharp teeth making little dents in her fur and skin. He inhaled deeply of her womanly scent, and then he pushed away from her. His fat cock, swollen a little again, fell from her gaping back door with a wet sucking sound and a little ‘pop’. He chuckled to see a trickle of thick semen start to come out of it, and he made his way to the door, as nude as the day he was born. If he was to be her mate, then other people would have to give him the respect that position deserves, even if he opened the door naked.
His paw landed on the handle and he jerked it open, far enough that whoever was on the other side would see him, but not her. “Yes?” he said, one of his eyebrows quirking a little as if to project annoyance at the interruption.
On the other side of the door was the young otter waiter with their dinner. “Signorina Marciana requested dinner at 8pm, Signore. I wouldn't have disturbed you and the signorina otherwise.” In front of him was the cart with their dinner and the bottle of Chardonnay that Marci had requested with dinner. “I’ll be happy to take the lunch tray with me as well, Signore.”
As Arsen and the waiter talked, Marci pulled a blanket over her, covering her nudity as only Arsen was allowed to see her naked body. If Arsen looked back, he’d see that she was aware enough to keep other eyes from seeing her nudity.
The serval nodded to the young waiter. He was, after all, only doing his job and following orders, “Excellent…” he glanced back and saw that indeed, his fiance had covered herself to the top of her bust with the sheet from the bed, and was sitting up slightly. She looked radiant in that way that can only come after deeply satisfying sex. Her fur had a glow and her eyes were twinkling, at least to his gaze.
Arsen pushed the door open and beckoned the young man in, “Serve the dinner then, and you may also remove the lunch tray, it’s just there.” he gestured over to where the silver try held the assorted dishes from their earlier meal. Striding back into the room, Arsen himself showed absolutely no embarrassment as to his state of dress, or lack thereof. He was a confident male. His eyes flicked to Marci and it was as if he were peeling the sheet back off of her again with his gaze.
Marci blushed as Arsen’s gaze stripped her of her shield. Since they met, she felt that he saw her, not the outer shell, but the inner her, and now was no different. She sensed that now, while he approved of her covering herself, he wanted her stripped of the blanket as soon as possible. And as soon as the otter left, she would drop the blanket.
The young waiter set the tray next to the table and took the old dishes from the table, set them on the other tray and wheeled the lunch tray out, giving the couple the suite again. After the door shut behind the otter, Marci dropped the blanket, giving Arsen the view he’d been waiting for.
He wanted his mate as natural as possible, and here, where they were alone, that meant nude and vulnerable to his gaze, his hands, whatever he wanted. It was, perhaps, a possessive and dominant streak that ran through him a mile wide. But she was his and his alone, unless he said otherwise. Arsen smiled as the otter left and the sheet she was clutching fell away down to her waist. “That’s the view I prefer” he purred out with a smile in her direction, letting her know he was pleased, “It is a crime to cover your beautiful breasts at all, in my opinion…” His hindpaws carried him over to the bed again and he cupped her neck with a paw, bending down to kiss her deeply.
“As much as I would prefer to simply fall back into the sheets, my stomach would protest...and the food smells delicious…” Stepping to the side he bent and retrieved the pair of panties she had dropped there earlier that day. Handing them to her he smirked at her in a playful way, “Put these on… you’ll leak all over. Your body isn’t used to having a fat cock up there so you’ll gape for a little while before closing up again. And besides, I want to peel them back off of you later…” He bent and whispered in her ear, “With my teeth.”
Marci murred as he praised her for her actions before he had to tell her to drop the blanket. She blushed as he handed her the panties and told her she’d be leaking from their play. “I’ll still leak with those, tesoro. Those are the ones that have an opening over my tailhole.”
Arsen laughed at his mistake and shrugged, “Oh well, so you leak… I’m still taking them off of you with my teeth later…” he gave her a wink and a lick on the side of her muzzle, then jerked his head toward the layout of food, “Come on, let’s get some energy back for the rest of the evening’s festivities….”
She murred and pulled the panties on again, giving Arsen what he wanted - the chance to take them off her, with his teeth, later. She hadn't wanted to correct him about her panties, and she was glad he laughed it off. Sliding to the edge of the bed, she tested her legs, then stood slowly and went to the table next to him.
Her feline lover was in a good mood after their earlier romping in the sheets, and besides, there was nothing to get mad about. Perhaps it really wasn’t ‘proper’ for her to have corrected him, as a male and as her mate-to-be, but he was inclined to give her a little lenience. If he was offended, she would have known it. He waited for her to stand and made sure she was steady. Though he saw a small wobble in her steps, a testament to the deep fucking he gave her, she managed to walk without help. He pulled her chair out and let her sit, then took up his own position beside her.
Marci turned to him after he sat and nuzzled him, both apology for correcting him and thanks for guarding her and seating her. She snuggled as close as she could to him and looked up at him. “Arsen, I… I like you. A lot. It might sound like it's cliche, but I think that a solid foundation for love starts with being ‘in like’ with someone. The spark at dinner yesterday, our conversation, everything has strengthened that to a good solid foundation, at least on my side. And from what you've said, I think it's solid on your side too…” She looked down, her inner ears reddening slightly as she blushed, then looked back up, her heart in her eyes, none of the ice that others saw showing in them. “But I think my like grew beyond that. I think I’m falling in love with you.”
Arsen scooted his chair a bit closer to hers and smiled as she nuzzled him. He reached over and ran his finger tips down the length of her shoulder to her elbow and back. His eyes met hers and he saw the blush that appeared in her ears and even a hint of it on her cheeks. “I was in lust with you the moment I saw you, then I met you and I started liking you more and more. Now we have gone this far, and every moment I’m with you, I’m more sure that I want to be with you, to be your mate.” He reached up and put his paw on her cheek, his thumb rubbing the side of her muzzle. “I’m falling in love with you too…”
She murred as he stroked her muzzle with his thumb, resting her cheek in his paw. “I love that we’re already in such accord, tesoro.” She turned slightly and kissed the center of his paw, then turned to their dinner, lifting the domes from the dishes on the table. The main dish was another fish dish, this time a Northern Italian fish called a branzino. And the sides were parmesan risotto and parmesan asparagus. And in the ice bucket, the bottle of Chardonnay that she had requested that the dinner be paired with. “And it looks like he paired everything as requested. I love to give our temperamental chef a challenge. I only say what wine I want, and have him create based on the wine.”
“Face it, you won’t be getting rid of me...ever.” He gave her another smile and bent to kiss her nose before she turned away. As she revealed the dishes he nodded, “Well I said before that the chef is pretty magnificent at what he does. You certainly have an eye for picking the right people for the job.” Arsen eyed the food. All of it looked delicious, and it being fish the scent was probably even better for him, being a feline. His mouth began to water a little, but he pulled the wine out of the cooler and opened it, then poured for the both of them. “I do believe that the two of us are just destined to be together.”
“I don't want to get rid of you, Arsen. Not in a million years. I’m anticipating our wedding, both the wedding itself and our first night as husband and wife,” she murred as he poured their wine. Picking up a fork, she dug into the fish and slide some from the rest, then offered the first bite to her mate.
He purred back to her words and took the bite of fish that she offered to him and savored it for a few moments. He took the fork from her, tore off another portion and offered it to her instead. “Leave it to me… I’ll make sure you’re anticipating it…” he said softly, his voice a deep purr. “We have a long future ahead of us, carissima, so much that we can both strive to achieve...I have big plans, and you are alongside me.”
Marci delicately took the bite from the fork, murring as her eyes closed, the flavors of the fish seeping into her mouth. Opening her eyes again, she smiled and leaned towards Arsen, flicking her tongue against his nose before nuzzling him. “I’ll leave most things to you, tesoro. I’ll be right next to you in everything we do.”
“Yes, but there will be times I shall be busy starting my own business pursuit, you remember. So you’ll have to help me manage the rest of the family businesses.” He nuzzled her back, lifting his paw to run his fingers up and down her arm closest to him gently. She was his, her body his possession in his mind, and he wanted to touch her whenever and wherever he could.
She murred softly as his fingers trailed along her arm, a smile on her muzzle. Gently taking the fork from him, she tore another piece of fish off and fed him. “I did say most things, darling,” she chuckled. “As I said, I will stand by your side as we start up your new addition to the family business. And when the hoodlums get older, they can help out as well.”
He took the food off the fork with his teeth and savored the flavor of the delicate fish. It was truly delicious, “I know, and having your brothers help will be fine as well. I can teach them how to perform tasks for myself, as well as the rest of the business.” He smiled and again took the fork so that he could give her the next bite.
Dinner didn't take long with them feeding each other and the light shop talk, then, everything was finished. Giving her fiance a secretive smile, Marci got to her paws and moved the table away from Arsen before dropping to her knees in front of him. Her back arched as she reached out to stroke his sheath. “Before we go back to my lessons, I’m giving myself a pop quiz,” she said before opening her muzzle to take his emerging cock into that warm, moist cavern.
Arsen didn't question her, except with a raised eyebrow when she pushed the table away from the two of them. When she got to her knees, her breasts swinging freely as she moved, he spread his legs apart and let her stroke him. He was more than half hard already and it didn’t take his cock long to begin responding even more. Her mouth soon closed and he gave a little contented sigh, lifting his glass of wine and sipping it while he got a blowjob, “Feel free to ask me any time and I’ll let you take this test again…”
She chuckled around his cock, letting the vibrations race through him before really going to work on his hardening, thick shaft. She turned her eyes up to him as she slide up and down his length, gauging the reaction to her actions and the soft, muffled noises she was making as she gave him a blowjob.
He groaned as she chuckled and it vibrated his shaft. He had to admit that his lessons on giving a blowjob had certainly been effective. Marci was learning fast about just what he liked. It might not work on all men, but then she didn’t have to worry about pleasing many, or any other men than Arsen… at least not yet. He let his eyes close and he relaxed into the chair, sipping the wine occasionally, and glancing down into her face to give her smiles of encouragement.
Marci loved the smiles she got from Arsen, pleasure at giving her lover pleasure coursing through her. She kept most of her strokes on his shaft short and shallow, with occasional deepthroatings. She loved the taste of his precum coating her tongue and throat, and expressed her enjoyment in her muffled murrs around his cock.
“Mnnn… Good girl, Marci… good girl.” He smiled down at her again and nodded. His left paw started stroking her hair back from her face and down the back of her head. He would have also grabbed at a tit, but the position they were both in would have made it difficult, so he left his other paw on the table at their side. His paw in her hair started to thread his way through it, “I think I want to test your deepthroating a bit more… see how long you can hold it…”
Marci gave a slight nod as she kept working his cock with her maw. Her eyes showed her trust in him and her love for him. She eased up his length, taking a deep breath as she got to the tip of his barbed shaft. Then she eased herself back down his length, a slight pause as her throat clenched around him as she took him into that tight tunnel.
Arsen didn’t put pressure on her head, not yet, but he kept his paw in her hair, stroking it as she pushed her maw down over his shaft, all along his length. He felt her pause, swallow and clench, and then she slid the last bit of his cock inside. He smiled, “Good...good,” he reassured her. “Hold it as long as you can, but don’t push it too far.” He was trying to encourage her. He wanted to know what she could do before he worked on training her mouth and throat.
Marci gazed at him, giving a slow blink of her eyes so he knew she understood him. She thought nodding, even slightly, would affect her throat's grip on his cock. She murred and swallowed a few times, her throat clenching and releasing around his cock while the vibrations ran through his cock from her maw.
Her lover and mate didn’t want her to harm herself, but he knew that after he saw how far she could go on her own, he would be able to start training her to hold it longer. They hadn’t really worked with deepthroating during their ‘lessons’ before. Arsen had learned quite a long time ago that the deepthroating ability of the females he had been with depended not only upon their own gag reflex, but also on the species they were. Those species with more ‘blunt’ faces seemed to have a harder time, while those, like Marci, with longer muzzles, had an easier time of it. Human women seemed to have the hardest time of all, but some of them could get quite adept.
He purred deeply, his tall ears flicking forward and back, and his cock quivering. His tail wrapped forward and rubbed up and down her legs. The sensations she was causing where quite delicious, and he was clearly enjoying them.
She kept working that rippling over his length, going for a minute and a half before she had to pull back for fresh air. As she did, her tongue flicked over his tip and she murred as she panted for air before sliding back down his length. Her throat started its rippling again as she held him in her muzzle and throat again.
“I think once will do it for now, my darling,” he said with a smile on his face and a slight gasp as her throat engulfed him once again. It felt damn good, but he also felt like fucking her again soon and if she made him blow his load now he would have to wait that much longer to recover once more. He would really have to look into getting some kind of stamina pill after this, what with training and fucking Marci. Their wedding couldn’t come soon enough.
Marci pulled back up, murring as she did, letting the vibrations race up his length as she pulled back slowly enough to cause her muzzle to make sounds as she eased off him, then with a wet schlurp-pop, his cock emerged from her muzzle and she looked up at him, her tail wagging, sweeping the floor behind her as she sat back on her heels. The look she gave him showed that she was happy with what she had accomplished, even if she didn’t get him to cum down her throat.
Her feline lover gave her a nod of appreciation and bent forward to lift her chin and press his muzzle against hers in a deep kiss. When it broke he nuzzled her softly, “Probably one of the best deepthroating blowjobs I’ve ever received.” He grinned, “At this rate you are going to far outdo any of my previous lovers...which is exactly what I expect from the beautiful daughter of a mafia boss.” He licked her nose, “Does your bottom feel like another go-round? It has to be getting sore by now, so we could break if you want to.”
Marci murred and wagged her tail some more at his praise. “I better be better than a previous lover. In fact, they were all terrible in bed. And the only one you need in your bed nightly is me,” she growled softly, slightly irritated at the reminder that he had lovers before her, her tail flicking behind her agitatedly. “We did it without the pain drug earlier. I wanna try with it now. That way I can see which I prefer. And since my backside is going to be taking care of your needs, along with my muzzle for the next six weeks, I think at least another round before my tailhole gets a break for the night.”
Arsen was not in the habit of bringing up past conquests to his current lover, whoever that might be. But in this instance, and with her reaction being that of clear agitation at his mentioning them, he figured it would be a powerful motivator, not that she actually needed any further motivation. She seemed to take to Anal like a fish to water, so far… but he knew the soreness would set in before morning and she would probably walk funny for the next six weeks.
He quirked an eyebrow, “Your tailhole is going to get plenty of mileage over the next six weeks. However I admire your enthusiasm and so therefore...another round or two it is. Let me get the injector again.” he pushed himself to his feet and walked nude to the table to open the case and withdraw the injector. He slipped the vial of anti-pain drugs into it and checked to make sure it was setup, “I need to inject this directly into your buttock or closer to the site, so that it takes effect more quickly. Present yourself…” he nodded to the bed, “Head down, ass up.”
A soft chuckle slipped from her as she rose to her hindpaws stepping towards him to nuzzle him. “You are so devious, tesoro. I love it. Don't change,” she murred before sauntering to the bed and climbing on it. Her knees went just in front of the edge and she turned her head to look up at him as she lowered her chest to the soft mattress. “Earlier, you were going to give me that shot in my arm, like the other one. It would have taken a little bit to block pain from my tailhole, had it been given there, wouldn't it? You would have had both pain and no pain in my reaction then, had I not opted to have you take me without it, correct?”
“Precisely, my sweet,” he purred. “Intramuscular injections like this are absorbed fairly quickly, but the farther from the effect site, the longer it takes,” he smirked. “That’s the science behind it anyway. But I must confess that needles have always fascinated me, rather than scared me. It’s also amazing how many people are afraid of needles.” He tapped the side of the vial with his claw and walked over to her presently presented posterior. (That was horrible).
Patting her backside with one palm he gave her rump a squeeze and then ran his fingers down her naked back, rubbing her spine. “You were going to get to feel the pain of entrance by my shaft one way or another, but you impressed me by asking for no meds. You continue to impress me,” he paused and brought his hand back up, then spread her cheeks with his fingers. “This will sting a little going in so close to your genitals. But on the other hand… just wait and see. Reach back and spread yourself for me…”
Marci murred as she reached up from her position, one hand pulling her tail to the side before both gripped her firm rump cheeks and spread them, knowing that the pain she’d felt from the first shot wasn’t too bad. Even so, her body tensed from the anticipation of the needle, especially as he said it would sting more as close as it was going to be to the very sensitive bundle of nerves between her legs above her opening. “I’m as ready for a shot as I’ll ever be, Tesoro…”
Spread apart as she was, there was nothing left to the imagination. He smiled and bent down to press his lips to one firm plump cheek, and then nuzzle closer to her cleft. He drug his tongue up in a long lick across her pussy and over her taint, then even across her asshole. He enjoyed her flavor, but there would be time for more tasting at other times and places. He pressed the cold tip of the injector to the small area of skin that split her anus from her vagina and pressed the trigger, depressing the mechanism and causing the small needle to puncture. The fluid was dispensed and the needle retracted. “All done, now we’ll give it about a minute or two….. This is going to get quite pleasant.”
Marci whimpered softly as the needle pierced the tender skin of her perineum and the drug administered. She didn’t know if she’d ever get used to the sting of a needle, but for Arsen, she would take the drug that kept her clean, though she might not want to repeat the pain blocking drug. She kept herself spread, since Arsen would soon be taking her tight tailhole again. She loved the feel of his tongue gliding over her slit, over the area he’d just injected the drug into, then over her tailhole itself. Her tail flicked from one side of her body to the other, then back, but stayed up, leaving his view of her tailhole unimpeded.
He put the injector down on the table and walked back to where she was still obediently spreading herself open for him, like the good girl she was. Arsen’s cock was sticking proud from his sheath once more, ready to go another round or two with the sexy wolfdog in front of him. He knelt on one knee by the side of the bed, reaching up with his paws and using the tips of his fingers to pull her pussy lips open. “You’ll probably notice your pussy getting extremely hot and wet as the drug takes effect. It has a mild aphrodisiac effect when injected farther away, but here it’s going to be much more pronounced.” Grinning at this he leaned in and nosed around her pussy, breathing hotly on it for a moment before he started licking her with his rough tongue. He wanted to give the drug enough time to act on her and this was the perfect way to pass that time.
Marci murred as she felt her mate opening her swiftly dampening slit, then shivered as he nosed her opening, then blew gently over her sensitive clit, the heated puff of air making her fight the squirming urge that she felt. And soon, her patience was rewarded as his tongue slid out and dragged over her juice-slicked folds. She murred and her tail flicked back and forth over her, the fur brushing over his shoulders and head. Soft cries of pleasure started escaping her muzzle as she pushed back against him, begging with her actions for more tongue action against her slit.
Arsen smirked as she began to squirm and moan. The drug was taking effect already, it would seem, and soon she would be rather desperate to feel any sort of stimulation she possibly could. He did not hesitate to give her wanting pussy exactly what she was asking for, using his tongue to stimulate her pussy and also drink up the juices she was already leaking. He gripped her rump with both hands and squeezed the cheeks, using that grip to hold her still while he lapped and sucked like a kitten with a bowl of milk.
Soft murrs and yips slipped from her as her mate started devouring her honey, the urge to move her hips in reaction, and further need, thwarted by the grip he had on her rump. Pleasure coursed through her, and she was already ready for him, but she loved that he wanted to lap at her slit and drive her even wilder for him. More of her juices dripped from her, licked from her tender, sensitive pussy flesh by his rasping tongue. “P...please…” she moaned, unable to form further words.
“No no… you get fucked when I say you do,” he said, continuing to lap at her. “And you will not orgasm either, not yet.” Arsen was going to maintain control over the situation. He was testing her again as well, to see how much she could handle. He intended to make the next six weeks, and the sixth in particular, a very, very interesting time for her.
Marci whimpered at his words, her ears flattening to her head as he refused what she wanted. Her hips bucked as he kept licking her slit, squirming and writhing with the need that he was building up within her. She needed…. Craved…. She had to have him within her, and she needed that now. Her body couldn’t handle much more…. At least she didn’t think it could…. Her claws dug into the sheets, tearing at them as he kept working her tender, sensitive clit with his tongue, rasping his rough tongue over her flesh and making more of her juices dampen his tongue.
She was a living fountain of juices at that moment, at least it seemed like it. Or perhaps a ‘stream’ would have been better, for the girl cum flowing from her pussy was enough to keep him drinking and lapping at it for a good long while. She was getting desperate, whimpering and bucking, even though he was holding her still. “Oh you’re getting so desperate,” he purred, giving a agonizing lick up her cunt. “You want to cum so badly….so, so badly, don’t you, my pet?” he smiled, licking hard at her clit and suckling on it. “But you know I won’t let you, not yet. Don’t you dare disobey me…”
His purr against her clit made her squirm in pleasure. Her hips bucked even more as her whimpers turned to whines as she felt the pleasure trying to crest. She shook her head, saying she wouldn't cum until he allowed her to, but it was getting harder with each lick of his tongue against her clit. “Please…. I.. I can't hold it….”
He paused, pulling his lips away from her pussy and glancing around her so that he could look toward her face, “Can’t hold it?” he asked, a smile playing over his lips, “Very well… then you don’t deserve it.” He sat back on his haunches and then flowed into a standing posture, moving away from her toward their glasses and the bottle of wine. He poured himself a little more and stood by the table, sipping it, watching her, knowing he was frustrating the hell out of her. She was going to learn many things from Arsen, this was but another lesson.
Marci whimpered and whined as he pulled away, her body right at the edge of orgasm when he stopped. Soft growls of need slipped form her, but she fought the natural instinct to clamp her legs together and squirm to release, as well as the one to reach down to rub her clit until she came. That smile on his lips, the look he was giving her… both combined to tell her not to do it, to let herself cool down and wait for him to push her to that brink again.
Arsen stood still, the only movement being his eyes as he watched her and his fingers lifting the glass to his lips. There wasn’t much wine in the glass, but he drew out those sips until it was dry a couple of minutes later. He put the glass down, and filled it half full with the wine, letting it sit on the table as he came back to her. His paw stroked lazily along the curve of her butt, using one claw to tantalize her. “Your pleasure comes at my will, you understand that?” he asked, his voice quiet and commanding. “If you disobey, I will have to punish you, even if you are my wife…” He poked his claw at her anal entrance, teasing.
She arched up to the teasing claw, soft whimpers of need slipping from her as she arched against his paw. Just the light, teasing touch calmed her more than her will had done so far. She’d never felt such deliciously sinful torment, but she knew it wouldn’t be the last time, especially with the words he spoke. She felt any punishment would be infinitely more delicious and sinful in the torment, but she had no idea if she could handle more of that. Right now, she didn’t think she could, but maybe later in their life together. Her lashes dipped down in a slow manner to indicate her acceptance of his words as she panted for breath, silently letting him know she understood everything he said.
“That’s my good girl.” He cooed, reassuring her that she was doing well, but that didn’t mean he was done with her either. He slid his paw across her girl-cum slickened fur around her pussy and his thumb pushed against her clit. He rubbed it in circles and gave her another long lick, all the way from clit to tailhole once again. She was so juicy, so wet...He knew part of it was the drugs, but certainly part of it was the fact that he was teasing her. It was about time to fuck her again, the pain drugs would be almost to full strength already.
Marci squirmed as the pleasure rose again, biting her lower lip to stop herself from cumming early. A soft murring whine slipped from her as he treated her to that slow lap of his tongue over her slit and up to that tight little star. She needed more, but she’d learned to wait. And she learned that fast. Her body was more than ready to have him in her rear again.
She wasn’t begging this time, or saying she couldn’t hold it. She was a fast learner and he liked that. He felt she was finally ready, and so after one final long lick, he stood up and put both paws on her hips and ass, kneading the flesh with his knuckles and fingers. He spit, letting the drool fall into her crack, and then put his fat cock into the crack and pushed against her tight star. It spread open and he entered again, the thick shaft spearing into her butt aggressively, to see if she felt any pain at all.
A soft cry slipped from her as he pushed into her ass, the sound not one of pain, but one of desire and bliss from being filled. Her paws curled into the bedding as she fought the urge to move, knowing he was in control. It felt good to not be the decision maker for once. To just feel her stress fade away as the pleasure that she knew she would only ever get from him.
The only problem with the pain drugs which he injected into her was that it truly remove all pain from her anal region. Even if she actually was hurt she wouldn’t know it, all she would feel is the delicious sensations of penetration, fullness, his rhythmic pumping. It was one reason that the pain drugs were not something he used lightly, for they could be dangerous if used incorrectly. He trusted himself not to hurt her, and she did too, so he was comfortable with their use in this instance. Grinning smugly to himself at the way she moaned and cried out, he knew that he was giving her what she wanted. His thick, barbed shaft raked the walls of her back passage and he found her quivering and gripping the bed already, “This time I give you permission to cum. In fact, I want you to cum as hard and as many times as you can. I demand it.” He was going to switch things up on her this time, tire her out… prove he was the superior lover in all things.
Hearing his words, the pleasure she felt burst inside her, a primitive howl of pleasure tearing from her throat as she came for him, the first of many that she knew he would give her. It was stronger from her holding it when he made her while he was licking her. Her orgasm made her hips bucked helplessly, murrs of pleasure vibrating her throat as she moved against him aimlessly. Her need of her mate took over, making her hips undulate against him, her tight tailhole riding his thick, barbed shaft as he raked her inner walls. Pleasure tore through her, building fast as their bodies met.
She started bucking after the words had only barely left his lips, like his words were a switch and all he needed was to turn it on. Her tailhole clenched hard around him as she came, but he kept fucking her, not giving her a break and certainly not slowing.
Every stroke of his cock into her tight tailhole made her writhe with the need he brought out in her. She loved the feel of him inside her tailhole, but she missed the full feel of him inside her. Between bouts of complete and utter mental breakdowns from the pleasure he gave her, she made a note to tell him not to use the pain drug on her. The bed under her was soon soaked in her juices from both her regular orgasms and her squirting ones, her head thrashing against the bedding as she murred and howled in bliss from the feel.
The two of them coupled, his shaft penetrating her ass again and again and her body quivering and thrashing about, orgasm after orgasm rushing over her. Together they were an orchestra of pure passion and lust for one another, he playing the instrument of her body like a savant. The pleasure built in him each time she came, each admittance of her submission to his ultimate power over her body. The sheets beneath them were soaked, his shaft slick with lube and her natural juices, and her body barely able to remain upright where he fucked her.
He felt his crescendo fast approaching and knew that it would be his final performance for the evening. After this they would sleep, rest, to begin a new day tomorrow. Her training in pleasing him would commence in earnest, and his training in running her family business would as well.
Paws gripped into her sides and slid along her to grab at her tits. He pulled her torso back and up, so that her back met his breast and he drove himself home into her one final time, sinking to the hilt and feeling his barbs extend as his balls clenched. No words could express the feeling and so he yowled and cried out as he came, filling her rear one last time.
The sudden splash of hot semen in her tailhole threw the young wolfdog into a bucking, howling orgasm, her body bucking and writhing before she collapsed on the bed, utterly spent and drenched with sweat. She panted under her mate, feeling as if she was drifting in a sea of bliss. She was ready to crash after that final orgasm, but she knew it was up to him what happened next. She also knew he seemed to like her input and opinions, so… “Arsen,” she got out between pants. “I just wanna crash with you inside me. I don't think I can move. That… that was more intense than earlier, and I don't want to lose this closeness.”
He was panting hard as well, chest heaving and limbs shaking from the intensity of the sensations they had just experienced. A smirk appeared on his face, “In this case...I don’t mind.” he chuckled, laying down atop her gently and then kissing her neck, “Perhaps we should roll to the side though, for better sleeping.” He twisted slightly, gripping her as he did so and drawing her over on her side with the motion of his body. They arranged themselves, shuffling and moving and getting arms and legs into more comfortable positions, and then settling. “I will see you tomorrow, my sweet. Sleep well.”
Marci murred, her tailhole deliciously sore, though she couldn't feel the soreness, just the absolute perfection of being filled with him. “Good night, Arsen. I love you,” she whispered before dropping off to sleep.