When Tiger-Skunks Attack
Author's note: ZigZag belongs to MaxBlackRabbit and is used with permission.
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The giant tiger reclines in his large comfortable high-back chair while the earpiece hooked over his left ear buzzes with the usual traffic from his communications unit several floors below his office. Reviewed reports rest neatly stacked on the corner of his large ornately carved wooden desk. Yuri Bloodfang, owner and operator of Savage Security, takes a moment from his usually hectic schedule to meditate. His mind wanders back over his life and the loves lost to time, their beautiful faces drifting through his thoughts. The last of his kind, the old rakasta scratches his fingers through his long black hair peppered with gray.
Choosing to no longer rule over a dead people, he protects his adopted home through the power acquired as the head of the largest and most successful security firm the world's ever known. After destroying Conrad Corporation a decade ago and losing his second love shortly thereafter to his all-business attitude, he returned to his roots and rededicated himself to those around him, making them his priority instead of the business.
The buzzer on his desk trips before his office doors open and Cheryl struts in. His attractive voluptuous black-feathered secretary smiles as she brings over a new report. "Looks like we have a new client, sir." The bird pauses a short distance away from the tiger's desk and bats her eyes as the male allows his eyes to wander over her. He licks his lips causing her to shiver. "You know I love when you do that," she coos.
Yuri scowls, "And you know it has to be a special occasion for me to allow such a carnal pleasure."
Cheryl sighs, "I know. But even the memory of that night..." her eyes close and her whole body trembles from the thought, "gets me all worked up." The male watches the pleasure-filled display by his secretary as he remembers the night in question.
The tiger chuckles, "I can tell. Your scent is rather strong today." Their hands brush briefly as she hands him the report. "Do you believe in undergarments, Cheryl?" The avian giggles and prances from his office, shutting the large wooden double doors behind her. His emerald eyes turn to the pictures of the two females that stole his heart all those years ago. "I have not forgotten either of you," he whispers. "But even I feel the urge for the release only carnal pleasure can bring." Strong tan fingers float across the frames of the two. "Rest in peace, my loves"
A large circular black and white logo covers the top page of the new report. But the portion of the logo that catches the tiger's emerald eyes instantly tells him who it is. The large double Z's within the circle give away the client. "So why does a pornographic studio need us?" Yuri muses as his strong fingers lift the paperwork from his desk. It doesn't take long for the tiger to flip through the pages in his review. The technicians know all to well what information to place within the report and they sift through all the data over and over to pull out what the big boss needs to see.
The night of the dinner meeting between representatives of Savage Security and Z.Z. Studios arrives. And as his custom usually dictates, Yuri heads to the meeting himself for he prefers to handle his clients in a professional and in-person manner. The second custom for new clients comes as the meeting place. Pure eXstacy, the popular dance club where his first outing with Valerie a quarter century earlier started him on the road to his current status, stands as the preeminent hangout for the biggest names in music and show business. Cassandra, the blue-feathered blonde avian, still runs the place and doesn't let her late-40'ish age slow her down one bit. Her partner serves as the one that handles a lot of the behind-the-scenes business. Lady Donna, a gold dragoness, retains a portion of control in her original venture known as Savage Security as well as sees to the smooth sailing of her newer interest of the dance club. After taking Yuri on as an equal partner, she stepped back giving the tiger majority control of the agency. This freed up the dragon to fulfill her desire of assisting the bird in running the dance club. And now that small club takes up an entire city block and offers all types of accommodations and attractions.
The all-black motorcycle whips through traffic, weaving back and forth around vehicle after vehicle as it flies down the street. A black and orange tail waves in the wind as the bike flashes along. A parked police officer watches the reckless driver and just shakes his head. He knows better than to pull over a certain tiger. The gathered crowd filling the roped area waits patiently for their chance to slip into the club and partake in the nightly activities. They all watch as the motorcycle pulls up to the red carpeted walkway reserved for those special enough to grace the fancier way to enter the establishment. And none question or doubt the 9-foot 3-inch giant tiger as he pulls the larger-than-normal helmet from his head. The valet waits patiently for the driver to stow his helmet before taking charge of the machine.
Walking along the carpet, Yuri doesn't bother flinching at any of the flashbulbs going off from the various paparazzi lining the rope in their hopes to catch shots of the rich and famous. And in some cases infamous. All the fame that comes with the high-profiled position of the head of Savage Security doesn't annoy the tiger at all. Nor does he revel in it. "Just another part of the job," he thinks to himself as he passes along.
A long stretched Hummer limousine pulls up not long after. Curiosity catches the feline and he pauses, turning slightly so he can view the next star to come along. But what he sees isn't what he expected. A long white and black striped leg slips out of the door, the high cut slit of the accompanying dress revealing almost the entire length of the leg. A black backless dress with a severely plunging neckline serves to cover the female. Pure lust flows from the tiger-skunk as Zig Zag steps onto the red velvety carpet. Small square sunglasses fit snuggly on her muzzle as she grins seductively towards the gathered photographers. And as her style reveals, she basks in the glow of the flashes and lights as she stops and signs autographs or poses for pictures.
Yuri shakes his head and slips inside. The hostess jumps out from behind her pedestal while the bouncers, off-duty Savage Security personnel, nod to their boss. The young bubbly blonde squirrel leads the tiger along the outer veranda overlooking the sunken and colorful dance floor. From one section to another she leads him until they climb a slowly sloping stairwell that rises across the entire length of the main room leading to the upstairs meeting rooms. Lady Donna waits for the tiger at the top of the stairs in a luxurious open-balcony room.
Her gold scales glint in the dancing lights above the frivolity below. "You look well, my tiger!" Yuri smiles towards her and steps over, leaning down and kissing her cheek. "It's been too long since you last stopped in. But I have a feeling this is business tonight that brings you by."
"A new client for Savage." The dragoness nods her acknowledgement. "I imagine you have the usual arrangements prepared?" Another nod, this time her white hair flows down over her shoulders and draws the feline's eyes down her well-toned body. "You keep yourself in good shape, my lady."
Donna laughs, "You should share my bed again, Yuri. I bet your constitution is no where as strong as it used to be." Then she sighs, "But I know you well enough, kitty. You won't share anyone's bed, let alone mine." Then she touches the ear piece hidden within her long hair. And she grins, "So! You've gone to the dark side, my tiger!" Yuri scowls at her in his usual manner. "I'm joking. And I see your guest will be here soon." Both look down the stairs as the prospective client trails behind the same bubbly squirrel. "You're looking at quite a lucrative contract with her, Yuri. And you should know that her negotiations always include sex. Always."
The tiger's eyes narrow as he watches the female swat the squirrel's booty as it wiggles in front of her up the stairs. "Unavoidable but necessary. Now if you will excuse me, my lady. I have business to attend to." With that, Yuri leaves his partner to her nightly activities and disappears into the labyrinthine hallways of the private rooms reserved for more personal gatherings. Many of the rooms play host to private parties of the stars. Others along the back row lead down to the more adult section of the club where dancers shake their goods on stage for the enjoyment of the audience. Those rooms serve as places for private dances among other sundry activities.
Yuri slips into the one reserved strictly for Savage Security. The polarized windows overlook the jumping dance floor far below and the throng that covers it, vibrating from the heavy thumping of the bass-filled dance beat. And the tiger smiles as he knows the windows are two way mirrors. Those outside only see the reflecting dancing lights of the multi-colored lamps hanging from the ceiling. His hands tug down the zipper closing up the leather jacket he wears whenever the need to ride the specially-made motorcycle presents itself. And he tries his best to make sure the need arises often. A quick shrug from his shoulders and he hastily pulls the coat off revealing the bare torso of the orange and black striped feline.
"Not so fast! I enjoy the tease!" comes a sultry voice from behind. A smile crosses his lips as he turns around. Zig Zag saunters over to the male, her hips swaying sexily and her eyes clearly admiring the chest of the tall tiger. "Mmm, I love a guy who forgoes a shirt. And you are a very impressive male!" She slaps a butt cheek as she slips behind him. "Oh and such a hot ass, too!"
"Care for a drink, Mrs. -"
"Woah! None of that, tiger! I don't do the 'Mrs.' thing. Call me Zig or ZZ or baby, whatever you like. And, yes, I'd love a drink. A tall dark and handsome drink of tiger..." Yuri looks over his shoulder and gazes at Zig Zag as she leans up against a window frame, legs crossed at the calves with her dress revealing much. Her eyes keep wandering up and down his body. "Wow," she whispers.
Chuckling, "Am I really that impressive, Zig?"
Grinning now, "There you go! Sounds so much better than all that formal crap. And you are very impressive. I don't see many at all with your kind of stature or build. A lot of guys try out for the porn industry and so many are just so plain. You would make a killing if you signed up!"
Tossing his leather coat on the end of the well-stocked but un-staffed bar, "I appreciate the invitation but your business holds no interest for me." His hands quickly and efficiently toss several ice cubes within two short glasses before pouring in a strong mixture of whiskey and a family secret recipe that reminds one of rum. The flavors of the two mixing perfectly make a combination that satisfies all tastes. "So explain to me why you need Savage Security."
Yuri returns to his guest, bringing over the two glasses and offering one to the insatiable female. She winks and lets her fingers slide over his as she claims the glass, "We're going to be doing some traveling. Visiting places all over the world and shooting everywhere we go. My staff can't provide the adequate coverage you can. And no one questions you guys." She sips the strong alcohol and watches with pure animalistic lust as the tiger drops to the large red-velvet cushiony couch. "This is good!" And she downs the entire drink in one giant gulp, tossing her head back and knowing her host watches her body. She shakes her white hair as the alcohol quickly rushes through her body. "Oh yeah!" she sighs happily before setting the glass down on the glass coffee table, leaning far enough over to give the male a superb view of her chest.
"Then I fail to see a downside to the contract."
Licking her lips, "Oh, there's a downside alright." The tiger tilts his head slightly as he runs back over the information contained within the portfolio. Zig Zag takes the moment to slip onto his legs and rests her hands against the pecks of the muscular tiger. "Please tell me you aren't so wrapped up in work that you don't know what sex is!"
Yuri laughs, "Of course I know sex. And I also know what you have planned."
The lady grins, "Well, I did say there was a downside..." Her hands trail down his chest to his large belt. "Shall we consummate the deal?" And in answer to her question, his hands slide up her long striped legs, squeezing her round cheeks before scratching up her back. Zig Zag's eyes close as she arches her back, letting out a loud moan of pleasure.
Taking advantage of the situation, the tiger leans forward, dropping his head to the exposed cleavage of the well-endowed mistress of the adult film industry. His nose fills with the perfume spritzed between her natural mountains and Yuri drinks deeply of the scent as he nuzzles his way between them. The black denim jeans loosen as Zig Zag expertly opens the fastener. Lowering her head, she nips at the right ear of the male working his way into her dress.
"Your pants seem to be a little constricting," she gasps as Yuri easily works his muzzle around to the hardening nub on the front of her left breast. His tongue slowly licks across her nipple sending shivers over her aroused body. "You aren't making this easy," she pants as she moves her hands to his upper chest and pushes him back into the cushions.
Grinning, Yuri looks at the heated female straddling his legs, "I need to remain in charge... for your protection."
Zig's mouth twists for a moment, "Nope. I'm in control of this body." And her hands start at her shoulders and seductively slide down her body, pressing against her sides and following every curve. His eyes, likewise, follow every curve. "Now that we're clear..." Her voice trails off as she slips off his legs down to her knees. Yuri watches her eyes as she works his jeans and boxers down. "Holy crap!" she gasps as her eyes widen. "That's bigger than a horse cock!"
"You sound hesitant. Am I too much for you to handle, Zig?"
Her eyes narrow as she glares at the smiling tiger. "I NEVER back down from a challenge." The black and white head drops down as her hands wrap around the massive meat in front of her. Yuri's muskiness fills her nose as she slips her tongue out to touch the base right above his retracted sheath. Her eyes watch his as she slowly and teasingly draws her tongue up his underside.
Yuri bucks uncontrollably from the pleasure of her touch. "T-t-t-that is the downside alright," he groans. Zig Zag reaches the tip and circles her experienced tongue around the crown, feeling the heat from the meat and tasting the pre-cum, savoring the flavor and feel. Then she slips the glistening pole between her breasts and squeezes her mountains together. "This night will etch itself permanently into my mind, Zig"
The tiger-skunk smiles as she lifts and drops her bosom along his pole. "Good. Would hate to think I'm that easily forgotten." Her head tilts down and she tongues the tip each time it pops up from the warm cocoon her chest makes around it. Yuri squirms under her expert handling while she slowly sucks his head into her open mouth. The tip proves no problem for her but she begins to feel a slight ache in her jaw as she pushes further down. "Oh you big boy!" she thinks to herself, "I'm going to have to get some practice in before our next meeting!"
Strong hands slip under her arms and gently yet forcefully lift her up. Zig doesn't mind so much as her jaw started to hurt. Her black dress already lies in a pile around her feet, having fallen down after the tiger-skunk shrugged the fabric off when she kneeled before the male. She licks her lips and shivers lightly as the tiger's eyes roam over her nakedness. Then they lock onto her sex. She actually feels a tremor of real excitement rush through her as butterflies start to flutter around her stomach, a feeling she hasn't had for some time. "Now for dinner," the tiger purrs.
Zig laughs, "Hungry, big boy? 'Cause I got plenty to offer!" She pounces on the sitting tiger, pressing her lips tightly against his as she shoves him back against the cushions again. Only she gets tossed to her back as he rolls over. Zig looks up at him ready to growl and reclaim her dominance. But she yelps loudly in exclamation as his tongue glides along her slit and his claws needle her booty. Her eyes close while she pants.
Yuri purrs as he savors the flavor of the intoxicating female. Zig Zag squirms as the purring vibrates her pelvis, tormenting her nether regions. Lick after lick, his tongue slowly slides over her dripping sex. Yet he only teases her. Her hands wrap themselves in his salt-and-pepper hair, mussing up the usually neatly brushed ponytail of the tiger. The tiger watches her face when her chest fails to block his view. He pauses and smiles, enjoying the panting from his new client. Then she bucks against his face, grinding herself against his muzzle as his tongue dips into her well. She screams out in ecstatic bliss as he flicks across her pink pearl.
Long black and white legs wrap around the tiger's head as the male dips his tongue deeper inside her tunnel. Muscles tighten as he wiggles around within her. Claws knead his scalp. Cries and gasps fill the air. His eyes watch Zig throw her head back, her body locking up as the male pushes her over the edge. She pulls him as tight against her as physically possible as Yuri grants her an intense oral orgasm.
Several minutes pass before the tiger-skunk regains control over her fire-filled body. With a wild feral look in her eyes, the uninhibited female pushes Yuri away. Zig Zag grins as he licks his lips over and over. "Glad you like the taste." Wobbly legs keep her from standing so she crawls back onto his lap. "Now for something even better!" Her body rests against his as she straddles him, a hand between them guiding his harder-than-rock pole to her dripping sex.
Yuri purrs as he feels her fingers lightly scratch his tip. His strong hands gently caress and squeeze the breasts pressing against his neck while the female rubs herself over the full length of his member. And for a moment, he tenses, afraid of harming the lithe Zig Zag. But she eases herself down over his hardness. The tiger can't stop his eyes closing and jaw dropping as he feels the incredible sensation of her velvety glove swallowing him.
Emeralds meet opals as his eyes slowly open and gaze into hers. "Enjoying yourself?" she asks as her hips slowly gyrate around on his meat.
He smiles, "Aye, my lady. But I fear my size may be more than you can take."
Zig Zag snorts, "Oh please! I have toys almost as big as you at home. So you aren't a problem." She feels the tiger relax beneath her. "And now to finish..." she grunts as she pushes herself up before dropping back down to his lap. Yuri slips his hands around to her cheeks again and squeezes the taunt buttocks of the buxom beauty. "Yeah. Squeeze my ass!" The tiger grins up at her as she takes control of the playing again. His fingers tighten their grip upon her fair rump as he lends his strength to guiding her motions. Zig grabs her lonesome breasts, bringing them up to smother her partner's face. A happy sigh escapes her mouth as she feels the vibrations from his purring all across her chest. "OH!" she yelps as he latches on to an aching nipple.
The tiger feels the tightness intensify around his spear as it pushes ever deeper into the cavern of the femme fatale before him. He watches her face, every expression, every muscle twitch, every eye flutter, every gasp as he fills her heated loins. And her entire body jerks, arching backwards as she screams out through another intense mind-shattering peak of bliss. "I believe you are ready to relinquish control now, Zig."
Glazed eyes slowly find his face as she pulls herself back upright. Licking her lips, she shakes her head. "No way, stud." She pushes him back before pulling herself off his meat. The intense scent of her quickly fills the air as her nectar coats his flesh. Not looking over her shoulder, the tiger-skunk saunters over to the window, placing her hands on the frame and leaning forward.
Yuri doesn't disappoint the experienced lady and follows her. When her legs spread apart, he easily returns his pole to her warm, wet depths. "You never willingly give up control." The tan chest of the tiger presses against her black and white back as he leans over her, nipping at her ear while her large fluffy tail flags to the side. "Even when your partner thinks he or she has you." His hands slide up her sides then along her arms, taking her wrists in his strong grasp.
Zig Zag laughs, "Even when I'm tied up, everyone still does what I want them to do."
She yelps and growls as the tiger gives her a hard ram. "It seems we are more alike than originally believed."
The white-haired head leans back and forces the male to kiss her. "Shut up and make me scream again, baby," she whispers as she savors the lingering taste of his lips on hers. Her mouth waters as she tastes herself on his lips. And Yuri stands up, releasing his hold on his 'prisoner.' Tan fur crashes into white and black as the male begins a hard and quick pace. Both watch their reflection in the darkened glass as they cease the idle banter. His eyes drop down and watch his pink flesh disappear, roaring back into her sex as he pushes them both towards the finish line.
Then he reaches under her and grasps her breasts, milking her as though she was a dairy maiden with his index fingers and thumbs pinching her nipples. Zig pants heavily and noisily as her body rocks quickly from the punishment the male gives her. She grunts as Yuri pushes himself as deep within her as he can, his lap finally fitting firmly against her booty. Panting heavily, the tiger begins thrusting far faster than previously and Zig Zag loves it, her gasps and moans coming quicker and in a much higher pitch.
His hands flash to her waist and he pumps harder, pushing himself to the finish line. The lady before him bucks madly backwards as her head thrashes around, tossing her white hair all over her back. Both throw their heads back, crying out as the release of one triggers the other. Time stands still as the world disappears. Stars fill their eyes as their minds explode through incredible simultaneous orgasms. Zig Zag feels the throbbing of the male within her as his seed erupts deep into her womb. Yuri feels the silky depths tighten around him as she milks every drop from him.
The tiger leans back over his partner and slips his powerful arms around her, holding him against her as their hearts race and breaths come in gasps. And the tiger-skunk yelps as he lifts her up, leaving her impaled on his spent spear as he carries her back to the couch. The large settee holds the lovers within its cushiony embrace as they lay out in their afterglow.
ZZ rests with her eyes closed and a very satisfied smile upon her muzzle. "This is going to be a great partnership, tiger." Her body wiggles as she snuggles up against the large striped feline behind her.
"We will need additional meetings to ensure everything adheres to the contract, Zig," he purrs as he gently brushes some loose white hairs from her face.
Her eyes open to slits as she looks at him, grinning. "You won't hear me complain."
Yuri stands at the end of the long red carpet, waiting for the valet to return his bike. His hand slips his phone from his pocket and dials the memorized number. "Cheryl, I need you to swing by the compound for a follow-up meeting. And feel free to dress casually." He grins and licks his lips as the phone disappears back within his pants. "Time to enjoy a taste of life."