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Avere

Encounter Two

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I sucked in a breath, the grey-furred feline, Avere, stretching up against the wall. At first, I thought that she was hurt, so poised, but she only groaned as she arched her back, arms above her head as she worked out the kinks of guard duty on my slave compound. There was a lot of work, after all, to be done, and I could not beget her from striving, at least, to work out some of the soreness from both muscles and limbs.

Yet her eyes landed on me with feral intent and I gulped as I had the first time we had done ‘something’ together, something that, perhaps, should not have been as alluring for a slave master and owner as it had been. But who could resist the tease of such a feline when they were right there before them, smirking as they stalked up with a sinuous, rolling gait that conveyed both slick confidence and desire in one intoxicating hit.

I had to have her again. That smirk, the leather armour lighter around her shapely, lithe form for the warmer weather edging into summer. It was not as if any of the slaves that I had her guarding were dangerous. Yet I liked the look of her in the full garb regardless. Who wouldn’t?

“Come back for another round, master?”

She mocked me but it was too hard to resist her as she purred and trailed the tip of her tail up under my chin. I shivered and she slung her arms around my neck, hanging off me like a simpering slave for the bedroom only, one who knew nothing else but how to please a master in such a luxuriously sweet and sensual fashion, but Avere the guard cat was far more than just that. The bulge that was assuredly showing beneath her tunic ‘skirt’ demonstrated that but her passion was what called me in the most, hand dropping commandingly to feel out that bulge.

Purring, she juddered into my grasp, encouraging me to grope her, to feel her up, as her skirt hit the floor, leaving her bare from the waist down. Her breasts were covered but I had plenty of breasts to grope and enjoy on a daily basis, no: it was what lay on her bottom half, muscled and toned that really got my attention. Avere purrs grew louder as she swayed her hips from one side to the other, her shaft hard, and dropped to her knees, softly undoing my belt with such deft fingers that it took me a moment to realise just what she was doing.

But Avere was a feline with lusts far beyond pounding her employer’s arse (although that was acceptable experimentation if the fancy so took her again) and suckled my hardening cock into her mouth as soon as it was revealed to her. Openly moaning around my shaft, she drew it along her tongue, swirling her tongue around the tip and glands as she looked up at me, hair cast across her eyes in a slice of colour that only made my cock throb all the more wantonly for her.

Her sucking my dick almost seemed out of place but it was impossible to not enjoy what she had to offer me, leaning back against the wall with a passionate moan of my own, eyes rolling back into my skull. Avere... It was almost a shame that she was not a slave herself but maybe she would have lost some of her allure too if she had been. She was perfect just as she was, my head twisting from one side to the other as her tongue played down luxuriously over my balls, leaving no spot untouched. She hefted the weight of them carefully, playfully, on her tongue, leaving me ever conscious of just how the power balance could shift again if I was not careful. It was strange how much it had shifted already but it was all in good fun.

Again, my cock disappeared into her mouth and I hissed through my teeth as she hollowed her cheeks, sucking so fiercely that it was as if she had devolved completely into a submissive role, buttocks raised and tail lashing. But it was not to be so and I wouldn’t have truly have wanted it that was as her cock throbbed, matching mine for lust and virility, a creamy drop of pre-cum beading at the tip, drawing my eye down and down and down the length of our bodies.

Too much... My head swam with overstimulation and my breath caught, her bobbing muzzle drawing such pleasure to my phones. Slick and wet... What man could have wanted more? My lips puffed out with breath and yet I could not breathe, my cock throbbing and pulsing as I imagined filling her muzzle with cum, the trickling trail drooling from the corner of her mouth as she mewled oh so very sweetly for me.

As if on cue, Avere parted her lips around the head of my cock, leaving just the tip within the cavern of her maw as she opened up wide, showing off what she had to offer: a drop of pearly pre-cum balanced tenaciously on her tongue. Putting on a show, she tipped her head back and swallowed lewdly, batting her eyelashes at me, but it was the wicked smile and smirk that pulled at her lips as she drew back ever so slightly that made my heart pound all the more for her, lust hot and ready.

“Do your slaves please you like this?”

It was all a taunt and a play for power but I was more than willing to allow my cock into her delectable, warm, wet mouth, her raspy tongue playing down the length. Did she know what she was doing to me? My head swam and I groaned, the sound building up in the back of my throat until I could not help but release it. I needed her and, somehow, she needed me too, this little burst of illicit pleasure requiring release at all costs.

Her mouth covered my shaft and I groaned, trying to dig my fingers into the stonework of the wall, luxuriating in the moment and the moment alone. All that mattered for me was her mouth wrapped around my cock, the feline lips pursed and suckling so very sweetly that a man of a lesser status could have well enough have believed that there was nothing else for her in the whole world other than my shaft. And who could have blamed her? My ego was inflated and, truly, I had more than enough slaves to satisfy me. That didn’t mean that I didn’t like the kick and the thrill that the sexy cat guard gave me too.

But Avere must have had something else in mind as she drew back from my cock, licking her lips as if to clean my cum from them, although I was nowhere near orgasm yet. No, I needed more than what she had given me so far and every last inch of me wanted to thrust into her, whether it was her pussy or...

Oh.

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My eyes widened and she straightened, although she did not grace me with a kiss. That was not the nature of our relationship but she did guide my hand to her cock, wrapping my fingers around it as I squeezed and pumped, her tail lifting to show off the goods. For she could not stay facing me for too long when what she really wanted was a seedier pleasure altogether, her tail flagged for me as she leaned against the wall on the flat of her hands, a low purr rumbling up sensually from her throat. I couldn’t have resisted her.

“Now...”

The bud of her tail hole lured me in and I groaned, digging my fingers into her arse-cheeks to spread them apart, although all was already on show to me. She had both sides to her nature, male and female, but it was not the feminine side that I was currently interested in, although the rise of her breasts was very nice too. No... There was a lewder aspect to fucking a fur under the tail and it had been a while since I’d last felt a hot tail hole squeezing around my shaft, my furry slave harem merely tools in which to unleash my load.

She arched her back, encouraging me on – as if it was needed!

“Fuck me!”

And that was something that I was only too happy to oblige with, groaning as I pinned her softly up to the wall, needing no more force at all to exert my dominance over her. She was there before me, hissing for me to fuck her, and I teased the head of my cock in easily, considering just how slick and wet the head was. My jaw tensed up but I hardly noticed as I ground in, using the weight and force of my body to slam in, knowing, of course, that she could take it. And, if she could not, I daresay that Avere would not have let that on to me either.

Yowling, she clawed at the wall, chest rising and falling in great, ragged gasps, my hands on her hips as I fucked her hard from the get-go. There was no sense in holding back with such a hot anal ring squeezing around me, begging me to go on, and I gave her all I had to offer, grunting deep in the back of my throat as I hammered in. My eyes rolled back into my head but I could not drag them away from the perfect round of her buttocks, thickly rounded out with muscle with just the right layer of flesh on top – not like my pleasure slaves. Gripping one, I moaned and spanked her just to watch the flesh jiggle, although the hiss that burst from her lips told me that I was playing a dangerous game there.

I liked dangerous games.

Her tail hole was tight, tighter than I could ever have imagined, but I had a kind side too and closed my hand around her cock, rasping breath in her ear as I hammered her with as much force and virility as I thought she could stand. And her tail hole gripped me with each and every thrust as if she did not want me to pull out again, dragging me in over and over again as my head spun with sensual pleasure, ecstasy already threatening to overwhelm me. That’s just what a hot muzzle and arse will do to a male.

But I could not hold out forever and there would be more fun where that came from if I did spend myself, pounding her for all I was worth as her hot, clenching anal passage stimulated me to ringing, star-struck pleasure. My breath caught in my throat, raking through, and she slammed her hips back at me in an almost demanding fashion, wanting my rampant strokes as much as I craved delivering every last one of them.

“Cum for me.”

It was as if she had been waiting all along for that to be said, although I could not claim it was a command. No, Avere was not to be controlled and she howled out her pleasure, rocking and grinding desperately into my hand as she shot her load over the wall before us. I would have focused on that but the sudden, abrupt rise and flush of pleasure searing through me as her backside suddenly tensed around my shaft could not be ignored and I joined her in climax with a masculine grunt, slapping the heel of my hand into the wall for some meagre sense of balance. It was not enough as I leaned heavily into her, grinding my cock balls-deep, and she moaned, arching back at me with that lovely air of feline sensuality.

Maybe I needed a cat slave around too...

Turning to look at me, she licked her lips with a purr, a wicked glint in the corner of her eye that set my heart pounded even in the midst of orgasm, flooding her tail hole with every drop of cum she could possibly milk from me. What a choice I’d made in getting her as a guard!

“You’ll have to take me like that again... Maybe I could teach your slaves a thing or two!”