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Stimulants for Stimulation For Fyacin_Tia By Draconicon

Leaving Luna should have been an easy trip, something that would allow the lion to have a good time, to relax, to lay back and just enjoy the passing of the stars as he made his way to a pleasure sort that orbited Venus. Instead -

"YOW!"

Fyacin jerked awake as the needle in his bed jammed his ass again. The lion ground his forehead into the pillows, feeling the chains already grabbing his ankles to keep him in place, submitting his arms to the mechanical limbs of the machine as they were pulled over his head.

Already, the stimulant was working through his system, waking his body up, forcing him out of sleep, and most importantly, amping his libido into overdrive. Already, the lion could feel his body heating up, his breath coming faster, his cock spilling from his sheath - but not into the open, merely into a pocket in the sheets to keep everything clean - and his tail was rising up all on its own.

Mmmph...damn...must have been...at least a level three stim...

And that meant that it was someone willing to spend a little extra on the ship whore, which meant that this was probably going to be -

"Yeep!"

He felt a barbed cock against his pucker already, one that wasn't particularly well-lubed, and one that wasn't small, either. Fyacin bit his lips as it ground between his ass cheeks, spreading pre against his fur and flesh.

"Mmmm, finally getting my turn with the fucking whore. I've been waiting for a while, you know. You're always so busy."

"Well, that's the curse of popularity," Fyacin muttered.

"Yeah? Well, this is the curse of a big dick."

The feline ground up to his hole again, pre-cum thankfully flowing over his pucker before the pointed tip managed to find the exact center of his asshole. He sucked for air as he pressed his head into the pillow again, huffing softly as his hole was opened quickly, roughly, and without the slightest bit of preparation other than the stimulant.

Thankfully, it was a damn strong stimulant. In seconds, Fyacin was mewling, panting as his hole adjusted to the feeling of a fat cock inside of it, and the barbs raked over his prostate with all the pleasure of a fine-tuned toy from the high-priced shops. He had been graced with that back on Luna when he had a higher-class client than this one, and he had been rather fond of the feeling of the electro-vibrating water wand. It had held its shape well, for a time, and it had been...

Well, one could very easily say 'filling,' and one could just as easily say 'cleansing'. It meant that there was no mess for this lion afterwards, that was for sure.

But with the stim...

"Ah, ah, ah!"

Fyacin groaned, the restraints on his arms and legs pulling him back and forth, helping him 'fuck' the feline's cock as he slammed in over and over again. It didn't help that it forced him to 'fuck' the little channel down to the clean spot under the bed, either, forcing him to feel like he was rutting someone else while he was getting fucked.

In, out, in, out, the barbs raking over his inner walls, forcing him to swell and inflate the way that they always did. It made him feel tighter, and it made the feline rutting him feel all the bigger for it. His hands clenched into fists as he moaned, his cock throbbing, his hole clenching as it was forced wide open all over again, the barbs making him swell and pulse inside in a whole new way.

"Ah...ah..."

"Heh, you like that, whore? Good. You're gonna get a lot more of that...next time I...mmmph!"

And just like that, the other feline reached the end of his ropes. The big guy slammed in, his fat cock buried deep inside, and Fyacin groaned under his breath as he felt the blast of cum shooting into his guts. He shivered, feeling the slippery goo running into him, and then down along the other feline's shaft.

"Client orgasm achieved. Activate forced orgasm for ship whore? Y/N?"

"Sure. Yes."

Fyacin braced himself for the new needle, but there was no bracing for that. The needle jabbed in just behind his taint, and -

"MMMMMMMMMMPH!"

The lion bit down on the pillow as he was forced over the edge, his body flooded with a chemical that forced him to respond to the seed in his ass. He arched his back as much as the restraints allowed, thrusting his hips like a woman that had been made to cum so much harder than she was ready for.

As the other feline pulled his dick free, Fyacin could feel his hole clenching, squeezing, and then -

"MMPH!"

He 'squirted' the creampie right back out, his hole pulsing and squeezing and squishing like a real pussy. It was not the first time that a client had made him clean out the evidence that way, but it was still just as powerful as the first time.

Panting, the lion slumped back down on the bed, groaning under his breath. He could hear the other cat zipping himself up now that he was done, but the tawny feline would not be allowed clothes until he reached his destination. Part of his contract, as much as it annoyed him to go without proper fashion.

He rolled over as languidly as he could manage, trying to avoid looking as tired as he felt. His cock was still hard, and it would stay that way until all the cum was flushed from his system. As it was, it felt like it was ready to blow again the second something touched it, and he did everything in his power to block it from any passing breeze.

The panther, finally in view, smirked at him. Groping his package, the bigger, darker feline chuckled.

"Glad to see I still got it."

"Yes, you certainly have...it." The cash, of course, to 'tip' him with an orgasm since he sure as hell wasn't fucked towards it. "I'm glad you enjoyed your session."

"Heh, you bet I did, pussy. I'll be back later."

"I'm sure you will be."

Fyacin waved as foppishly as he could at the departing panther, rolling onto his back. It was not particularly comfortable, but at least this way, if someone came in to use him again, he would be able to see them. The needles wouldn't be as comfortable, since they wouldn't be going into his ass, but they were -

"New client detected. Administering stimulant level five."

Level five. There were seven levels, with seven being the highest. The lion yelped, but it was too late to move. The needle arm jabbed him in the thigh, and instantly he was arching his back, gasping, almost letting out a silent scream as he was hit with the pure sensory need to fuck or get fucked.

"NNNNNGH!"

Once more, the restraints grabbed him, holding him by the ankles and the wrists. They were pulled spread-eagle this time, and his cock -

Shit...

His cock was grabbed from either side, smooth steel pressed tight to his member, almost like a mechanical corset to his dick. It tightened on either side, nanites bonding the metal together in a temporary seal that would hold for at least the next thirty minutes. It squeezed so hard that it felt like there was twice as much blood trapped in his shaft as needed, and it made him almost scream as the air from the door opening blew over his cock.

The lion rowled and yowled by turns as he writhed on the bed, his body burning up with the latest stimulant right on the tails of the last one. He could hardly breathe, his heart pounding in his chest, his skin feeling like it was on fire from the sheer sensitivity that the stims awoke in him. His cock felt like it was the center of it all, a rod of flame that begged for water to put it out, but at the same time begged for nothing to touch it.

And as he whimpered and moaned in a way most unbecoming of a lion, his latest customer stepped in. A panda woman, one that was thick in the hips, chest, and stomach, with curves galore and a thickness beneath it all that bespoke of a power that would slam him right into the ground if he tried to fight it.

She walked up to him, smiling as she held up a card. The panda flicked it at the machines holding him down, and the machine beeped twice.

"Platinum customer override, engaged. Pleasure session extended indefinitely."

"What...What?!" Fyacin managed to grunt out.

"Oh, you didn't think that a lady like myself would be satisfied with just one session, did you? Why pay for a pleasure kitten to be kept chaste and only get one orgasm out of it?"

She chuckled, slowly pulling off the green gown that she wore, putting it off to the side and running her hands down her hips. She was big, the sort of woman that could crush his hips right into dust if she got riding hard enough.

And more than that, she pulled out a strap-on from her purse before putting it on top of her dress. It was a spiked thing, looking like his own cock, but with barbs that ran down from the head all the way to the base, the sort of cock that would ripple and stretch and mark his hole in a way that he wouldn't recover from anytime soon.

He wasn't sure if he was thankful or concerned as she set it aside. Then again, he wasn't sure what anything was right then. Everything hurt, everything felt amazing, everything felt needy, everything begged to be ignored.

And his cock...his swollen, darkening cock...was soon right between the panda's legs. She straddled him on his bed, smiling down at him. Just the dripping juices from her sex felt like acidic pain on his cock, and yet felt like heaven's rain at the same time. Pleasure, pain, all running together in hellish ecstasy.

"Let's see how long you have before I need to call a doctor...I'm sure you can take a couple of level 7 stims while we wait..."

"Oh, god..."

"Please...call me goddess."

The End