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A Bacchanal Dinner

Will felt a nervous shiver run down his spine as he let his gaze travel the hotel's atrium.

The place was without a doubt impressive, all polished marble, strange and exotic plants he would only ever see in a botanical garden and a huge aquarium, built to form a massive pillar of water rising high in the center of the area. It was the kind of place he would maybe see in a movie or a game, but one which he very well knew was so far out of his class that the people coming here were basically living in a separate world from someone like him.

And that did not help the fluttering feeling in his stomach, given that he was already a bit apprehensive about what he was here for...

It all had started with an ad he had spotted on a website. A site he would never have admitted even to his best friend to be visiting.

'Want to make money fulfilling your fantasies?'

It had sounded too good to be true.

In a sense, it had been, in another, it had not. The ad had been honest and upfront, that much he had to admit. They had stated the success rate, stated the contractual obligations, stated what they required from their "contractors".

Basically, they were looking for good looking young men and women to prostitute themselves. The catch, however, was that he was not just selling his body for sex, but also for food...

Volunteering as a subject for the ongoing test of their Reincarnate System, he had been undergoing several weeks of treatment, surgeries and injections, until at the end, he had been subjected to the final test...

It had been rather grueling, even with the pain suppression treatment, but he had survived it.

And now, Will was officially on the company's staff as one of their "meals", photos of his naked body part of the catalog from which the company's customers could choose. He still remembered the shoots, how he had started out being so incredibly nervous until the jaguar producer had taken him aside. He could still remember the rasping, husky voice, the tickle of hot breath, the kind but firm words as well as the quite captivating display of dominance...

And now, his lean 5'9'' body, all hairless brown skin, shimmering with perspiration was next to his name and a short bio, his slightly nervous smile deemed a selling point in the end, his green eyes looking at the prospective customer under an artfully tousled head of dark brown hair.

It had brought a lot of changes to his life, his body was not really his own any longer. Diet, grooming, even thing like the type of hygiene products he was allowed to use were all regulated by the company, down to the clothes he was wearing tonight.

They were simple in their cut, rather revealing, but with little details in design showing that they were a quite expensive wrapping for a quite expensive dinner. His flat, toned abdomen was showing underneath the tight top and a black collar around his neck with a little tag made it only all too clear what he was here for.

Will closed his eyes, taking a deep breath as he walked towards the reception desk, noticing how the lady behind the counter, a black martin with a calm, professional manner, was immediately fixing her eyes on him, motioning him to come closer.

“Hi, my name is Will Williams, I am with Bacchanal." He took a breath, trying to calm himself.

“I was, I was told to ask at the reception for further instruction from the client. Could, could you see if you have any instructions for me?"

He tried his best winning smile, the one that had always worked wonders to placate the older female teachers or professors he had had – even though he was not sure if the martin was of the motherly type who would maybe feel sympathy for a gay boy with a baby face.

Lance had been considering his upcoming meal all day. A regular customer at Bacchanal, every employee, "contractor" or otherwise knew him well by name, if not by body. The well muscled tiger would order one of these special meals once every week, slowly working his way down the menu. He had a little notebook full of his favorite meals, and had been ready to consider it when he noticed a new item. This one seemed interesting, to say the least. His body was quite nice, sure, but the nervous expression he gave, this Will, he was the submissive type. The human seemed like he was new to these types of fantasies, perhaps even a first timer. Of all the meals Lance had ordered in the past, he had never once had someone with no experience slipping down a gullet. Even most of Bacchanal's other food items had some experience before coming to work at the company. Enticed by the prospect, he quickly placed an order and informed the receptionist of the incoming dinner. With some time to prepare, Lance cleared the hotel's spa for the evening so that he and Will could have the place to themselves. Someone so new would likely have been very nervous. Nothing a nice massage and dip in the hot tub couldn't fix. Not to mention Lance kept special massage oils for just such occasions. He then moved along to start his daily work out in the gym. The tiger, however, drew quite a lot of attention. He had taken the liberty of working out topless and with only tight shorts on for below. As a result his muscular glistening body was on full display for all to see as he worked up his appetite. Some brave souls even tried to hit on him, but Lance turned them down, stating he had dinner plans.

After an hour or so of working out, Lance decided it was a good time to make his way to the spa. Walking in through the oak wood doors, he was immediately greeted by the cool, refreshing air as calming music set the mood. He glanced over at the robes provided for him and Will and simply threw them in the hamper. "No need for these tonight." Walking with his claws clacking on the marble floor, he made his way to one of the lounge chairs, surrounded by bamboo and poured himself a glance of lime water. Choosing the chair that would put him on full display to whomever turned the corner into the waiting area first, he sat down and made sure his member that sat below his rock hard six pack was the focus of the image he painted as he began scrolling through his phone to pass the time. Meanwhile down at the receptionist area, said meal was just about to be delivered. The black martin, whose name tag read Janet, smiled warmly at the cute Male in front of her. "Hello, Mr. Williams, I've been expecting you. If you head into the elevator over there it should take you to the seventh floor. Said floor has been sectioned off for tonight's, shall we say, main course? So you'll need to swipe this key card at both the elevator and the door to the spa. Mr. Rockenger will be waiting for you there. I suggest you don't keep him waiting too long, now." Without another word, she handed him a generic key card that had been given special access, including to the places Janet had just mentioned. Before Will walked off, however, Janet added, "Oh, and try not to be too nervous. Mr. Rockenger likes his guests to enjoy themselves."

Will felt himself relax a little at the friendly greeting, which did its part to at least ease that nagging fear of someone grabbing him by the collar and throwing him out of the hotel.

He knew it was quite silly, but he could not really help feeling a little intimidated by the casual display of wealth and power, especially when he had to suppress the childlike urge to run over to that huge aquarium and stare at the languidly moving fish with wide eyes and an open mouth.

"Thank you very much", he said with sincerity, ending up with his head tilted in a little bow as he gingerly took the card offered to him.

"I shall do my best to have my services match Mr Rockenger's expectations and the standard of your house. We shall always thrive to provide optimal service, both for our clients and our partnered businesses!"

Will knew he sounded more like a flustered rookie employee taking part in a business meeting than a high class escort, but, well, it could not quite be helped, he was after all a flustered rookie employee...

He took a deep breath, trying to keep his smile bright and positive.

"And I am also very honored to get to work for both such an esteemed client and at your great hotel."

He tried his best to cover up his awkwardness, but at the least he should not have to worry about sounding fake and insincere. As much as it intimidated him, he did not have to pretend at being genuinely awed and impressed.

Luckily, since Mr Lance Rockenger was a regular customer, the company did have a file on him, including official photos from his place of business.

Will, well, he had always had a thing for cats in particular, especially the big, muscular types.

And while the business casual hid some of it, there had been no doubt that Mr Rockenger was quite obviously making a lot out of the kind of diet his new employer provided. One of his colleagues, a lean cheetah with a relaxed and friendly attitude had been telling him, with a grin, that the higher ups had made sure to give him a first time job he would find easy to perform on, going on in detail about the tiger's body – and how he was certain that he had personally contributed to making the pronounced pectoral muscles swell even bigger...

Will felt a stirring in his underwear at the memory and hastily tried to distract himself, to not make a very unprofessional spectacle of himself as he was walking towards the elevator.

He, he just had to make sure he did not mess up…

Everyone had tried to reassure him, put him at his ease, but it did not prevent his heart from hammering in his chest. It would be his first time, so please, please, he could not mess this up!

He was now standing in front of the elevator, allowing his eyes only a few moments to take in the beautiful, classic design as he took the card in his hands, needing a moment of search to find the unobtrusive reader. A quick swipe and the doors opened for him, allowing the boy to step into the glass and marble construction and press the brass button for number seven…

The smooth motion, slight enough to be easy to miss completely, let him know that he was now on his way. At least it gave him time to self consciously check his appearance in the mirrored walls.

Was he appetizing enough for a big, hunky tiger? He sure did hope so…

But, well, maybe he should just focus on the bright side. After all, how much more awkward would he feel if his job was to feed some guy who would be really fat or in bad shape. Granted, nowadays, there was nary a rich man who would be able to pay for a meal like the ones Bacchanal offered, but not for the many little services that would at least offer certain “of the shelves" looks to impress those around them.

That had actually been one of the rather fascinating parts when he had been brought to the labs, hearing about what modern biomodification could do. Burning excess fat through nothing but an injection, tightening skin, helping muscles grow and treating any kind of little embarrassing problem…

It made him wonder for a moment if Mr Rockenger was blessed with all natural good looks or if he, too, maybe had paid for the ease of attractiveness that otherwise was reserved to those blessed by the fate of their birth.

He did not really care though, after all, it was not like being born lucky was somehow a fairer way to earn something than through wealth. If anything, he could see the argument to be made for the opposite…

His mouth twisted into a slight smirk as he realized that, like in the clinic, thinking about it from a more abstract point of view actually had helped get his mind off the nervous, ever circling thoughts of his first assignment. Well, at least until the moment when the doors opened with a soft, pleasant chime and he found himself on the seventh floor…

Will took a deep breath, trying to regain the moment of calm as he stepped out of the elevator, making his way through the corridors, following the directions he had been given, right towards the spa area.

Just a final swipe of the key card, one more deep breath and Will stepped into the softly scented air that signalled his arrival. Calm, soft music greeted him with an atmosphere of pleasant tranquility.

Seeing the line of shoes along the shelves lining the wall to his right, Will quickly slipped out of his sandals, feeling the cool marble under his naked soles. For a moment, he was wondering if he was to strip down as well, but, no. Company protocol, unless explicitly instructed, was to wait for the client to indicate that he wanted him to strip – or alternatively let himself be stripped.

He tried to calm himself, thinking for a moment of sharp claws caressing his skin, accompanied by the sound of tearing fabric…

Calm down, don't screw this up…

He took a deep breath of the subtly scented air, stretching for a moment, closing his eyes before he stepped through the oak wood door into the spa proper.

And Will did not need to search long as his eyes traveled the scenery in front of him. The room was large, furnished with benches, lounge chairs as well as copious plants and other elements of decorations, with small tables that would offer little refreshments. But as he had been told, all of it was empty, all but a single chair that was, situated between arching bamboo branches, a second seat positioned close by, both aligned to face each other at an angle.

And in the chair, the long, striped tail lazily tapping the floor, betraying only a hint of any possible anticipation, sat the tiger.

Will felt his heartbeat stop for a moment as he took in the muscular form, drawing in air and realizing with a flutter that sent heat to his groin that he could smell a hint of fresh sweat, see it in the way the slightly damp fur clung to the sculpted muscles, the solid legs parted to show of a set of heavy hanging balls and a flaccid, but still quite sizable member in full, unashamed view…

The big cat had not yet looked up from his phone, but the slight shift in his pose told Will he had noticed him…

“Mr Rockenger?", Will got out, a bit stiff on the first syllable, trying to settle into the smooth tone he had been trained to use.

“My name is Will. I, I am very honored that you have chosen me for tonight."

He smiled, hoping it looked seductive and not just flustered, feeling the heavy thump of his heart as he waited for the tiger to make eye contact, one of the boy's hands placed on his chest, his head slightly tilted, signaling his respect for the customer, for the predator that would get to claim him.

Lance had heard the elevator doors open down the hall and resisted the urge to smile as his dinner made its way toward him. He tapped away lazily on his phone, checking stocks and the like, taking care of some last minute business before pleasure began. Even once Will had entered and his scent began to enter Lance's nostrils, the heavenly aroma of a carefully sculpted meal tempting him to pounce and eat. Not yet. He's not ready just yet. Lance finally acknowledged Will's presence after minutes of silence, closing his phone and leaving it on the table beside him, all in the hopes it would make Will more nervous, his emotions triggering bodily reactions that would add to his flavor. It was usually easy to do with first-timers, harder with more experienced escorts. Hmph, that's a mild way of putting it. Lance looked over Will's body, the exposed stomach nice as always, and what the clothes did cover still suggested a well kept body. A nicely prepared slab of meat. "Delectable," was the first word to leave his lips before getting up and walking over. The tiger was a full head taller than Will, and at least one and a half times wider. He was sure other things were larger as well, but Will's size didn't matter to him all that much, the shape was more important overall. "I mean, just look at this body. Nice and slim to slide down easy, but still a good amount of healthy meat to it." As Lance spoke, he stroked Will's torso, a toothy grin etched on his face. "I do hope you've kept to your diet. I've earned everything I have and that includes this body. If you give me too much fat or carbs, your employers will hear about it." His hand reached up to grab Will by the chin, making sure the boy would look him in the eyes. "And I'm sure you don't want your career in food business to end so soon. "

Lance simply stood there for a few minutes, letting the tension in the air sit and settle. Soon he let his claws out and moved down to the top of Will's shirt. "Now then, let's remove your wrapper, shall we?" In one swift movement downwards, the tiger ripped apart Will's shirt, leaving the garment in pieces. "As I thought, well toned. Very nice." Lance bent down in what seemed like an attempt to get a closer look at his abs, but then his tongue came out, and he simply gave a swift taste test from Will's navel to his pecs. He followed it up with a slurp of his lips and a slight “hmm" of appreciation. He used two of his claws to “walk" up the trail of saliva he left on Will's body and said, “Pants. Off." A simple command, spoken without removing his gaze from his clawed fingertips. “And while you're at it, anything else that covers your body." As Will would have bent down to remove his clothing, Lance gave a tug at the young man's collar in a way that would choke him slightly. “Not this, though. This symbolizes my purchase of you. It stays. The whole time."

Will felt himself starting to sweat in the laden silence, nervous tension building up inside of him. It was the instinctive monkey part of his brain, watching the big cat as if transfixed, waiting for him to pounce…

He almost flinched when the tiger finally spoke, his body trembling as he quickly cut the distance. He was big, big enough that Will would have to raise his head to look him in the eyes.

His breathing started to go shaky, his whole body trembling as the words sent a flush of heat down to his groin. It made his heart thump in his chest, bringing up exactly the mixture of fear and arousal that had been such a dominant element of his fantasies – when he had just been sitting in his room, watching, imagining…

He was growing tense as he felt the furry hand stroke over his body, from his chest to his abdomen, touching naked skin and sending an electric sensation through his body.

“I, I am, h, happy if it pleases you...", he stuttered, stumbling over all of his coached lines. Damn, not smooth, not professional!

He did flinch this time, just for a moment, as his face was pushed upward to look right into the bright, feline eyes.

Will felt himself quivering under the gaze, filled with a mix of fear at the prospect of being deemed wanting as well as a deep throbbing of a very primal arousal at the teasing hint of a not so kind fate.

When he had been fantasizing about getting eaten, lying on his bed with a hard, throbbing cock in his hand, he had not known about reforming, about the chance to get a second go at life.

His fantasies had all been about a one way trip, and just those few, vague, teasing words were enough to make his cock strain against his waistband.

“N, no, I mean, I have, have done everything as instructed...", he whimpered, his whole body trembling. He was definitely close enough now to inhale the tiger's scent and it, together with the heat radiating from the powerful body, were definitely doing their part in getting him all worked up…

Will jerked slightly as he felt the sharp claws grazing his skin, letting out a little choked sound before going all still, his heavy breathing audible as he felt his shirt just fall off, revealing the chocolate brown skin beneath.

The approving words made his mouth twist into a slight, relieved smile. Then, a small sound of surprise escaped his throat as the tiger suddenly went to his knees in front of him, only to morph to a yelping moan as he felt the rough tongue pushing into his navel. The tiger had to be noticing the bulge in his pants as his cock was pressing painfully against the waistband, his body trembling as the tiger traced a trail up to his chest, followed by the tease of sharp claws.

Will looked at the large head, only slightly below his own, suppressing the urge to reach out and touch the orange and black fur. He had not yet gotten permission, he had to wait, but he longed to bury his fingers in the tiger's pelt and feel how soft the fur over the hard muscle would be.

Will felt a little dazed when the commanding voice sounded over his little moans and whimpers, instinctively obeying, reaching down to his waistband, pushing it down and letting his cock slap against his flat abdomen with a thwacking sound.

It stood stiff, the foreskin already peeled from the pinkish tip. He was pretty normal sized for a human, perhaps a little above average, with a slight sheen of precum making the slit of his urethra glisten moistly. His shoes followed and just as he instinctively reached for his collar, he felt the tiger grab him, yanking at it playfully, making the boy let out a choked sound, eyes wide as he looked at the tiger, all flustered and aroused.

“Y, yes, Mr Rockenger...", he said, gasping a little.

He really wanted to just let himself fall against that big, sculpted body, feel the powerful muscles, but he had to do as the tiger instructed. He certainly was way too nervous to trust himself to understand the situation well enough to know what kind of initiative on his part the client might appreciate…

"So cute. Your rehearsed lines seem lost on you. That's good. It means you're living in the moment. Now forget them, I want you." As Will assured Lance that he had indeed been good, Lance smiled in response. He could feel the heat of desire emanating from the human before him. He knew this feeling, and he would give the human time to feel over his large, furry body in due time. But for now, the human was his toy to play with. "You know how to listen. Good." Lance stood at his full intimidating height before reaching down to grab Will's hard cock. If Will were to look down, he may have noticed Lance's own hard member growing to full size, not yet leaking. As Lance gripped hard he said, "Don't come." He then continued to stroke Will's cock slowly and methodically as he spoke. "Now here is a rundown of what's going to happen. We're going to go into that room over there and get massages. The purpose of mine is to get my muscles ready to hunt, fuck, and devour you. Don't come," he added that last bit as he felt Will's resolve may weaken as he continued. "The purpose of yours is to relax your muscles to make you easier to, well, you know. And on top of that, the oils they'll use on you will enhance your natural flavor and make you all the tastier as you slide down my gullet. How does that sound? Oh, and you can come now." On the last line, Lance used his other hand to pull Will closer and push his head into Lance's thighs, forcing him to smell the sweat and musk. "And while you're enjoying yourself down there, suck me off."

As will sucked his cock, Lance began to thrust into the human's throat, holding out to withhold orgasm for as long as possible. His large, clawed, hand grabbed Will by the head, scratching it as Will continued to behave like a proper meal should. “That's it… Be a good little, fuck-boy and suck out my come." Eventually, he had decided that Will had done enough to earn a treat and let his balls spill out all over Will's mouth with no warning. He forced Will's head down to make him lap up as much as possible, and was quite pleased with the results.

Once Will was finished, Lance recovered with little issue. He snapped his fingers and the doors opened, two large jaguar masseurs came out, wearing nothing more than a loin cloth each. "You first, my little morsel. Enjoy your massage." The jaguar on the left took Will to a private room, there was a single bed by a curtain that divided the room, bottles were laid out along a counter with various labels, some in other languages, scents tingled the air that a species with better senses would identify as an aphrodisiac. The jaguar led Will to the table and began the massage. Will's muscles would have felt relaxed, almost weakened, as the jaguar spread the oils around his body. "You're very lucky, you know. Mr. Rockenger treats his meals very well. I can tell you from experience that you will enjoy the ride down and if he likes you just as much, you may have much to gain. I started where you are now. Just a to-go order. But after a while Mr. Rockenger saw my worth and offered me a position in his staff. He takes very good care of us here." After the lotions had been absorbed by Will's skin, the jaguar flipped Will and started spreading them along the front of his body. Once the process had finished, the Jaguar helped him up and brought him over to the curtain. Pulling it aside, he revealed a silver platter complete with a lid. “Hop on, and I'll bring you to Mr. Rockenger."

Will was breathing heavily, just nodding, making a little moan as he watched the tiger's muzzle part in a smile, showing off his gleaming fangs and just a glimpse of what lay behind them. It made him think of how that mouth could just gape wide open, wide enough for a human's shoulders to slip past. It would just take his client to firmly grab him, open wide and…

Will let out a little yelp, his whole body jerking violently as he felt the firm grip around his throbbing cock, stroking up and down.

Will could just make a little gasp, clenching his teeth at the hoarse command, feeling his toes twitch as he desperately tried to fight back the urge to give in to his throbbing arousal, trying to restrain himself, especially when the tiger's own erection gently brushed against him, all hot and hard.

And it was really, really hard not to just buck his hips and let his hot seed spurt over the tiger's fingers as he listened to the feline voice. It made his cock and balls hurt from the desperate throbbing need that was moments away from just erupting violently as he tried not to let his mind be swept away. The harsh command made him whimper, his whole body begging for mercy.

It sounded so hot, so right, so... please, oh god, please!

He moaned helplessly, feeling his whole body suddenly twist as the tension relaxed. For a moment, he was trapped in painful limbo, aching all over, not quite able to just release after denying himself with so much effort, but definitely not able to walk back from the heights of pleasure he had climbed.

He made a feeble, pained sound, looking at the tiger before he was suddenly pulled close.

I was apparently all that was needed to break the painful deadlock. Will cried out, his whole body jerking wildly as thick ropes of cum shot from his aching members, coating the tiger's finger and painting his sweat glistening abs white.

The human was trembling, his whole body feeling weak from the rather intense orgasm as he just let himself be gently coaxed down, pushed face first against the muscular abs, the loins and the thick, throbbing cock with the heavy balls dangling below.

“Hnnnnh, yes, I, hnnnnh, very much want to...", Will mumbled, digging his fingers into the soft, sweat damp fur, feeling the firm muscles beneath as he inhaled the thick, musky scent, his tongue lapping up the residue of sweat and the strong smell of sex from the heavy sack, from along the thick shaft…

Will went slow but thorough, stroking and kneading the strong muscles as he searched for the most sensitive spots, making a little moan each time he felt the powerful body shiver and tense, milking the throbbing tip until he could taste the bitter and salty precum.

The tiger was starting to dig his fingers into his hair, with just a teasing hint of sharp claws, hips bucking, fucking his mouth as Will was wetly, noisily sucking on the throbbing, salty treat, shivering as he heard the fierce growling words. And then, finally he could feel the tiger slam his hips forward, thrusting into his mouth as the boy coaxed him to empty his heavy balls right over his eagerly lapping tongue…

Will was panting, trying to lick up the spillover from his lips, but even with his best efforts, he had not been able to prevent a few spurts splattering all over his face. And it left an utterly disheveled looking pearly white contrast to the dark skin as he looked up to the tiger, who had insistently pushed him down on his thick, spurting cock.

Mr Rockenger seemed, unlike Will, to be quite unfazed, already back to business, giving quick orders to the staff who were quietly entering the room.

Will mumbled just his thanks, as the Jaguar helped him to his feet, gently guiding him to a table.

The human gave the tiger one look, as if to ask for permission to let himself be handled, before he let himself be pushed down, still breathing heavily and feeling a hot tension in his body from his recent climax.

It only made the steady pressure and the warm slick sensation of oiled paw pads all the more pleasant, quickly coaxing drawn out moans from the human, as he completely gave himself up to the feline's care.

Will just looked at him, still a little dazed, nodding with a smile as he listened to the soft voice.

“Hnnnh, I, I hope he will be pleased with me...", he half whispered, unable not to let his mind wander at the casual implication. Will was wondering how it would be to watch the two slightly better matched felines writhing on the ground, wondering at how it must look to see the jaws unhinge wide enough for the jaguar to slide in, thinking of how the soft tip of his tail might be the very last thing vanishing behind the row of gleaming fangs…

The expression on the jaguars face made Will think that the other male had picked up on where his thoughts where going and the human could only smile guiltily, obediently letting himself be turned, blushing a bit as the oiled fingers were teasing his pert nipples, coaxing more moans from him and making his cock start to stir again.

To him, this definitely already qualified as very good care indeed…

Though he did not quite allow himself yet to let his mind follow the promise lying in the jaguar's words. Not when he was a total newbie on his very first job..

There was nothing spared from the gentle massage, not even his cock and balls, as he came to realize with a hot flush to his face.

Will knew that the tiger must be hearing him as he was moaning under the touch, his cock quickly swelling to erect state again as the scented, warm oil was worked into ever square inch of skin.

He could recognize some of the spices, cinnamon, cocoa and a hint of vanilla, but there definitely was more, more to add to his own natural taste…

When, finally, the massage stopped, Will could not help a disappointed sigh. He had rather lost track of things, but as he was coaxed to stand up, he definitely felt more steady on his legs, even though his pliant muscles gave him a weird, pleasantly dazed feeling, almost a bit like being in that strange high after a good round of exercise. He felt the soft paw of the jaguar gently at his back as he let himself be led, watching the curtain parting to reveal the giant dinner plate, all gleaming silver, showing him his reflection in the softly glowing metal.

Stiffly erect, skin gleaming from the oil and with disheveled hair, he did kinda look like a porn actor in the middle of a shoot, Will could not help thinking to himself. He, well, he hoped it was more than his inflated ego at least, but the reassuring expression on the jaguar's face eased the nagging doubt as he obediently got into position, on his back, legs spread, knees raised slightly and the arms behind his back.

It showed off all of his body, all of his meat…

“Hnnnh, am I good to go…?" He looked up nervously at the Jaguar, his heart starting to thump as he realized that now that the foreplay was over, dinner was about to begin…

And he was going to be the main course.

"Heheh, you're ready alright. I have half a mind to take you for myself. But I know who signs my paychecks. And he's waiting for his dinner." On that note, the jaguar took a silver lid to match the plate and covered Will with it. He pushed a cart that the platter was on, and the interior would have dulled Will's senses to where he wouldn't be able to tell which halls he was being taken down. Eventually the two came to a stop in a room. "That's enough. Thank you, Anthony." The Jaguar bowed out, closing the door behind him. Lance got off the bed he'd been lying on while massaging his own cock to keep it nice and hard for when Will arrived. He made sure the large member would be the first thing Will saw as he lifted the lid.

"Looks like my dinner was a little undercooked," he said, somewhat teasingly. "No matter, rare meat isn't a problem for my diet." His tongue immediately went to Will's nipples, sliding from one to the next before lifting up. The tiger moaned as he explored the flavor in his mouth, looking down at the special escort presenting his body to him. There was a look of desire in his eyes. No, it was more primal. More basic. It was a look of hunger. He wanted this delicious slab of meat in front of him, and the foreplay was over. His jaws opened wide and made their way to Will's face. Drool fell from his maw as he made his way to the yummy dinner he had ordered. And then, inches short, they snapped shut, showing off his teeth. "You know? I feel like you've been such a good boy," he said, running his hands through Will's hair affectionately.

"You deserve a treat of your own. Come here." Lance lifted will off of the platter and placed him on the bed face down. If Will looked straight ahead, he would notice a mirror-covered wall that allowed him to see the tiger preparing to mount him, massive clawed hands holding Will down on either side. "I want you to have a nice, creamy filling before I swallow you whole. So just sit back, and relax." He drew out the last word as he slid his rock hard cock into Will's ass, reaching the prostate with ease before sliding out most of the way and slamming it back in. As he repeated the process, his hands wrapped around Will, pulling him up to Lance's chest. "I'm going to fuck you nice and good you little slut. And then I'm going to eat you like the delicious piece of meat you are." And for the last tease as the tiger continued to pound Will's ass, he engulfed the human's head into his own mouth, taking the time to enjoy the taste of his flavor more intimately, moaning all the while.

Will blushed a bit, feeling his heart thump in his chest as he watched the Jaguar bare his fangs in a playful grin. The thought of the cat just pouncing him and making him a meal definitely made his groin tingle and his cock stir – but that went double for the impending prospect of having the larger, more muscular tiger have him.

He still gave the Jaguar a warm, grateful look, his white teeth bared in a smile.

“I definitely hope then that those paychecks are good enough to afford Bacchanal prices. I mean, umh, wait, that kinda sounds arrogant, sorry, didn't mean it like that, just I think I do not get to do this sort of thing outside of my working hours..."

He smiled sheepishly, feeling another shiver run down his body as the feline looked at him with a playful expression before closing the lid, trapping him under the dome. The small space quickly filled with his own scent, a mix of the freshly applied seasoning, his sweat and the heady note of his arousal. And his cock was obediently going stiff and leaking precum, adding to the savory aroma of horny male human prey.

The ride seemed to take a quivering eternity, making more sweat run down his body, his cock feeling almost a little uncomfortable in its persistent stiff, at attention state.

Finally, he heard the muffled voice and his body immediately tensed, his heartbeat quickening, as the darkness around him gave way to light and he was greeted with the sight of the fully erect cock of the tiger, tip glistening and smelling strongly and rather intriguingly of feline arousal.

Will looked up with a small moan, letting the shiver of the teasing words run through his body and directly to his own throbbing erection.

“Hnnnh, I, I hope it won't be..."

Badump. His heart made a little jump as the tiger leaned closer, his whiskers and warm breath tickling his skin before the rough tongue teasingly rasped over his nipples, leaving a trail of saliva behind as well as a moaning boy. The sounds the tiger, Lance, as he allowed himself to call him in the privacy of his own mind, made as well as the ravenous look on the feline face were enough to make Will tremble. It brought every instinct of the prey back to the surface, all the way from the dawn of history. But it also, undeniably, went straight to his stiff, throbbing cock.

Then, the big maw just opened wide and Will made a little whimper, feeling his body jerk in a violently intense reaction as a drop of saliva hit his quivering chest, a small taste of what it would feel like to have his salty skin slicked up with warm drool as he would slowly vanish into the gaping abyss…

The boy made a feeble, slightly surprised sound as instead of having warm breath engulf his head, he was greeted to the sight of sharp fangs snapping shut.

He blinked, feeling his body tingling with the suddenly denied anticipation, as clawed fingers trailed through his hair.

“I, hnnnh, I do…?", he moaned softly, letting himself be picked up obediently, pressing his face straight against the muscular chest and inhaling the tiger's scent, the mix of the natural aroma of aroused predator and whatever the masseurs might have used on him. It might be perhaps a bit presumptuous, but he could not resist slinging his arms around the broad chest and treating himself to the chance to bury his face in the tiger's fur.

When he was placed down, this time on soft fabric, he looked up with a slightly sheepish smile, watching the powerful body in the mirror, before finally having it hover over him, pressing him down, offering him a small glimpse of the superior power within the muscular predator.

“Hnnnh, please, Mr Rockenger, I, want, hnnnh, want that very much..." His voice trailed off with a whimper as the thick cock pressed right against his ring of muscle. Will felt a short moment of pain, before his body relaxed, opening up as the tiger just slid in, burying his cock right to the hilt as the human moaned in submission. His heart was pounding and his cock jolted to full attention as he felt the unrelenting pressure against his most sensitive spot.

“Haaaah, aaaah, hnnnnh!"

He was completely lost for words, his body trembling as he heard the growling words, his ass clenching around the rock hard shaft in response as he felt a flush of heat run all the way to his fingertips and toes. Pressed against the muscular chest, he was making little whimpering sounds, mouth open, feeling one pert nipple brush against his soft lips.

Slut, meat…

It felt exciting, humiliating and utterly right for the moment as Will just let out a drawn out moan and started to lick and suck on one nipple in return, feeling the straining pectoral muscle beneath as he was pressed more firmly against the powerful chest. And still, the carnal rhythm of hard, slick flesh pounding into him continued. Will felt his whole body jolt with a hot trickle of electric pleasure as he was fucked, pounded, lewd sounds of sex in the air, mingling with his moans, the wet noise of him sucking on the second pert nipple, before he was made to look up, right into the once again wide open maw…

His whole body was aching as he felt his impending climax, hot, thick like syrup and aching in his balls as he tried to prolong it. He had not gotten permission. Some part of him still remembered his training, remembered how he was told a good meal should come right as his cock and balls were slurped up…

Precum was running down his aching shaft, as Will tried to keep himself on the edge, even as he was finally granted his desire, finally feeling his head being engulfed as the tiger kept slamming into him. The rough tongue washing over his face, exploring, making its uncontested claim known as he was being slowly tasted, just as he was finally about to be devoured…

His whimper was muffled in the hot, humid embrace of the mouth, his body aching as his sphincter clenched around the thick, throbbing cock, trembling and aching with the desperate need to cum all over his body.

Lance continued to plunge his thick, hard cock into Will's ass, moans of pleasure erupting from his throat around Will's head. He soon felt himself reaching that edge and flung himself off, his cock exploding into Will's tight ass, the pleasure of the moment making Lance bite down slightly on Will's neck. He kept good control over his teeth, however, and did little more than leave some marks. When the last of his seed had expelled itself from his balls into Will, Lance slowly and carefully removed himself, feeling his own cum slide back out and down, some of it landing on the bed. Lance then opened his jaws once more and removed Will. He then checked Will's neck to make sure he didn't bite too hard. "You were a good meal, not coming the way you did. That being said, you've been tenderized, seasoned, and now have a nice creamy filling. No more games. No more teasing. No more waiting. The only thing left for me to do is have my meal. It has been a lovely evening, Will. Do please squirm for me once you've landed. I love to feel my food's life drain away."

He then turned Will around and laid the human down on the bed face down before moving down to Will's feet. He licked over the appendages slightly before opening wide and consuming them. Lance slurped and moaned, consuming Will for real this time, holding him by his thighs, claws digging in slightly. The tiger then took his first swallow and his throat expanded to take in the new meat. This continued as his coarse tongue dragged over Will's calves and then his thighs. Lance's throat expanded to allow such a large meal the room to enter his stomach, causing the ride down to be quite tight. Soon he was up to Will's balls, where his tongue went to work teasing the spheres before moving up and onto the long, hard, shaft of Will. Time to milk you for all you're worth. Lance grabbed Will by the shoulders before leaning straight up, taking Will with him. If Will were to look ahead, he would see his reflection in the mirror wall, and he would also see the bulge he was making in Lance's throat. Lance continued to slurp at Will's balls and shaft until the human came and added the final ingredient in the tiger's five-star meal.

The tiger's moans reverberating around him swallowed all else, just a thick deluge of lust and hot breath. And him just a piece of meat about to disappear completely into that hot, slippery embrace. He was sharing Lance's breath and soon more…

He let out a frustrated whimper, cock aching with barely suppressible need as he felt the fierce thrusts becoming quicker, more erratic, the throbbing spasm running all through lance's body. It ended in a flurry and Will was only prevented from giving in and joining the sticky mess of horny tiger by the sharp pressure of teeth against his skin.

Was Lance, was he going to, b, bite off his head?!

Will let out a whimper, his whole body going rigid with shock, sending a painful heated feeling to his stiff cock that made him falter, stumble on the edge of long denied orgasm. And all the while, he was being filled up with hot seed…

When suddenly, he was released, still alive, unharmed, Will looked quite bedraggled, slightly fearful, but also still riding the high of impending climax, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he moaned, looking almost accusingly at Lance – though whether because of the bite, or the fact that he was still outside the firm stretch of abdominal muscle was a bit unclear even to Will himself.

He also felt disappointingly empty, even with the hot cum still running from his ass, making him look longingly at the still stiff tiger cock, dripping cum and shining with slick fluid.

He was having to focus to fully take in what Lance was saying, but at “no more teasing", he made a pleading whimper, his stiff cock throbbing visibly, slick with precum and obviously painfully close to spilling.

“Hnnnh, yes, please, I can't, can't take any more, I will do all you want, just, hnnnh..."

He was shaking, letting out another needy moan as the tiger picked him up. He was a little disappointed not to get to watch though as he was flipped over, his aching cock rubbing over the smooth bed linen.

But his disappointment was soon to be alleviated as he felt the rough tongue running over his soles, his toes, slicking them up as he felt the hot breath wash over them. And then they were suddenly engulfed, toes and nails and skin.

Will squirmed feeling his body jerk with instinctive fear as the claws grazed his skin, leaving marks on his chocolate skin. Well, that would not really matter, not for long anyway…

The message was clear: you are mine, no use fighting back, no escape for you.

With some more quick swallows, he was up to his thighs, the rough tongue licking over his loins before another gulp sent his balls into the tiger's mouth. Will let out a sharp breath, the teasing sensation making his shaft throb as the humid heat enveloped him, first his balls, then his cock…

He made a little startled sound as he felt the strong hands of the tiger grasping him by his shoulders, lifting him up so he could stare at his own disheveled body. He was quite a mess, hair slick with drool, face flushed and eyes dazed, breathing heavily. His skin was shining with sweat where it was not already slick with saliva and yet, he did think with a bit of pride, that he did look rather fuckable like this – fuckable and edible…

He let out a drawn out moan, feeling the tiger's tongue teasing his aching cock, slurping over it as if it was a special treat, tasting of the mix of spicy oil and tangy, bitter sweet precum.

Despite his pent up state, it did not go quickly. Will felt like the built up tension of denial was still there, still keeping him on the edge, even as he was bucking and whimpering, sweat running down from his armpits as he felt his toes already hitting their goal, engulfed by the thick, tingling goo that would break him apart…

“Hnnnh, L, Lance…, please, I, I am going to..."

Will knew the tiger could not answer, not give him permission, but another teasing lick, a quick series of little laps over his swollen tip seemed their own answer.

And Will came.

His helpless scream of pleasure was loud enough to be heard even through the sturdy walls of the hotel. His slender, toned body was thrashing helplessly in the firm grip as his pearly white cum splattered over skin and tongue, flooding the tiger's senses with its salty sweet aroma.

Lance continued to plunge his thick, hard cock into Will's ass, moans of pleasure erupting from his throat around Will's head. He soon felt himself reaching that edge and flung himself off, his cock exploding into Will's tight ass, the pleasure of the moment making Lance bite down slightly on Will's neck. He kept good control over his teeth, however, and did little more than leave some marks. When the last of his seed had expelled itself from his balls into Will, Lance slowly and carefully removed himself, feeling his own cum slide back out and down, some of it landing on the bed. Lance then opened his jaws once more and removed Will. He then checked Will's neck to make sure he didn't bite too hard. "You were a good meal, not coming the way you did. That being said, you've been tenderized, seasoned, and now have a nice creamy filling. No more games. No more teasing. No more waiting. The only thing left for me to do is have my meal. It has been a lovely evening, Will. Do please squirm for me once you've landed. I love to feel my food's life drain away."

He then turned Will around and laid the human down on the bed face down before moving down to Will's feet. He licked over the appendages slightly before opening wide and consuming them. Lance slurped and moaned, consuming Will for real this time, holding him by his thighs, claws digging in slightly. The tiger then took his first swallow and his throat expanded to take in the new meat. This continued as his coarse tongue dragged over Will's calves and then his thighs. Lance's throat expanded to allow such a large meal the room to enter his stomach, causing the ride down to be quite tight. Soon he was up to Will's balls, where his tongue went to work teasing the spheres before moving up and onto the long, hard, shaft of Will. Time to milk you for all you're worth. Lance grabbed Will by the shoulders before leaning straight up, taking Will with him. If Will were to look ahead, he would see his reflection in the mirror wall, and he would also see the bulge he was making in Lance's throat. Lance continued to slurp at Will's balls and shaft until the human came and added the final ingredient in the tiger's five-star meal.

Will was panting, just hanging in the slick, warm grip of Lance throat and maw. He felt utterly, wonderfully spent, the sweet relief of the painful denial finally culminating in the dizzying pleasure of afterglow, making him give his own reflection a dazed, utterly submissive look of pure ecstasy as the rough tongue teased his oversensitive cock. He was letting out whimpering little moans, feeling his cock spurt a last few drops of cum to add to his aroma musky sweet aroma. He could only open his mouth in one more drawn out moan as he felt the tiger reach up, ruffling his hair, the claws teasing his scalp in the most amazing way as he just gave in, letting the big cat play with his food. After all, it was not to last long, as the strong hands were soon coming to rest on his shoulders, firmly pushing him down to where he now belonged…

Will's body gave little resistance at that point, he was still too high on the recent climax and the slow, teasing licks felt too good to do anything but moan as sweat and cum were replaced by slick saliva and his body started to vanish bit by bit. His pert, swollen nipples ached with pleasure under the soft, rasping touch, making the human boy buck and squirm in the tight embrace of the tiger's throat, his still stiff cock already tightly pressed against his own belly.

Having his armpits tasted felt embarrassing and incredibly erotic at the same time, causing him to rub his erection against the tight, slick flesh encasing him. It was those little things that made the reality far more breathtaking than any fantasy could have been.

He knew he was already yearning for release again and Lance earlier words came back to his mind. The human had little doubt he would be very soon doing his best to fulfill that command. After all, he was already having a hard time not to thrash and buck too much as he was slowly but inevitably sliding down feeling the reverberating, guttural sounds around him. Will felt he humid heat engulfing his face once more as he slid past the row of sharp fangs, whimpering at the last glimpse of the outside, lust and instinctive fear battling inside of him. With a final view of his own face, eyes wide, almost comical peeking out behind the row of teeth, Will saw himself vanish into the mighty body of the tiger.

His body was jerking helplessly as the mouth shut before his eyes, a final lick sealing his fate as he was now just a few quick swallows away from his destination, now following the rest of his body into the gurgling stomach.

It was even hotter here, feverishly hot and his breath was starting to grow faster, the air staler, more acrid…

He was already feeling a little tingle on his skin, but it was not yet unpleasant. Cramped as it was, it was the reality of all his lewd, forbidden fantasies. And while reality maybe was a lot more to take in than any fantasy could prepare him for, it also came with a burning, overpowering sensation. Terror, arousal and a burst of energy rushing straight to his groin.

His heart was thumping in his chest. His body having quickly curled up into a fetal ball, he only had a little trouble wrapping his hand around his stiff erection.

He knew the pain inhibitors were starting to kick in, now in full force. Luckily for him though, they did not so much simply dull what he was feeling...

Will bucked helplessly as the burning sensation, the tightness of breath and the overpowering pressure were making his body flood with hormones to suppress pain, making him feel giddy and light-headed and, yes, very horny…

He felt his cock throb, tingling with the slick, acrid slime that was covering him, oozing out with loud, gurgling sounds as the stomach was signaling that it was not having any of the thrashing and squirming.

He could hear Lance's own heartbeat, his muffled voice, the sounds of satisfaction as the human was bucking and moaning, jerking off frantically as the feverish haze of afterglow and endorphins was overpowering his panic at his own impending death.

They made his mind sink into a foggy haze, dazed, unable to think, only understanding what the tiger was doing when he heard, felt the unmistakable groan, sensed the poking pressure against the bulge he was making in those perfect abs.

Will felt it like a jolt through his own body, burning and hot like the insistent tingle on his well teased nipples, his ass hole, the tip of his cock…

His movements became wilder, his own sounds of needy arousal loud enough that Lance had to hear them, had to feel how Will was grasping his jerking cock and letting his last climax shoot all over the squishy walls, ready to press down on him again, subdue their unruly prisoner.

Will let them. He was utterly done, light-headed as air departed with a last, lewd belch, feeling his consciousness quickly fading as his body jerked in a last few helpless spasms before everything went still…

Will blinked.

He felt groggy, his whole body aching numbly, faintly warm and very sore…

He let out a groan, realizing he was lying in a vat of liquid, that was lapping gently over his skin, clinging to his naked body like a slimy film.

“Ah, back with the living again, I see..."

Will let out a little cough, blinking again.

Slowly, the hazy glow began to resolve. He was looking into a face with characteristic black tear marks beneath a tousled head of soft brown hair. A smile that showed a lot of fang…

Though, not as much as the tiger…

“Hnnnh, where…?", Will got out. He was still feeling very groggy as he was trying with some difficulty to piece together his most recent memories.

It was like waking up from anesthesia, just, oh, wait, yeah…

“Well, at headquarters, in one of our regeneration chambers of course. Personal delivery and personal clean-up, all included. Just a little swim in one of our pods and you were as good as new."

The cheetah was grinning, himself still naked and judging by the dampness of his fur also freshly regenerated.

Will managed a smile, blinking and groaning weakly as he let the slow incoming flood of memories take him back…

He, well, he could remember the orgasm, everything after that was thankfully all blank. Remember how his body felt in the tight embrace of the hungry stomach…

It made him shiver a little, but also sent a stir to his cock.

“Oh, look, already all eager again down there!", the cheetah purred playfully, offering Will a hand which the human took with a grateful smile.

“Hnnnh, yeah, I think you did not exaggerate anything about that guy's body. I mean, those pecs alone were quite, umh..."

“Droolworthy?", the cheetah suggested with a smug grin.

“Well, good thing then that you are going to get an encore performance in a few days. Lucky you, I would say."

Will winced a bit as he was pulled into a playful headlock.

“Umh, really? I mean, he wants me again? Was he pleased? Umh, when…?", he half stuttered, feeling a flush creep to his cheeks.

“Yep, gave you full marks and it is next weekend. Don't worry, we won't schedule any other clients before then, so you can rest up and make sure you are in good shape for Mr Big and Handsome, hmmh?"

Will smiled, looking up at the slender cat, hoping that the little hint of jealousy was mostly playful banter as he wrapped his arms around the feline for a firm, gentle hug. A hug that was thankfully warmly returned.

“Thanks… Thanks for taking care of me."

He felt a rumbling purr coming from the cheetah's rib cage.

“Awh, sweetie, you don't need to thank me."

He scritched Will's head, making the human fondly remember the tiger's claws teasing his scalp.

“Though, you understand that it's you now who owes me some juicy details, right?"

The slender feline winked at him as he pulled Will towards the door leading to the shower stalls.

Will nodded, grinning slightly as he took a deep breath, looking at his friend, who had his amber eyes fixed on him.

“Well, where shall I start…? Well, when I finally got to the spa area, I just saw him sitting there, all naked, pretending at first like he didn't even notice me coming in and getting me all shivering and nervous of course as I was trying to act like I knew what I was doing. But, umh, you can guess how that came falling apart when he finally looked up at me with those hungry, dominating eyes..."