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The Mistress's Newest Toy

Part 2

For Sinister

By Draconicon

Ardanis slept well that night, given the time to recover from just how hard his ass had been pounded by Hazel's fingers, and just how much his throat had been used by his new mistress. The feeling of getting fucked like that was...surprisingly easy to deal with, but he knew that he had a long way to go before he was actually used to it, and more importantly, good at it.

That was going to be the hardest part, considering that there was no easy way for him to get used to sucking someone off without actually doing it.

But that was something that he had decided to ignore for the night, exhaustion taking him away. He dreamed of the various shemales that he had seen in the field, imagining what it would have been like if they had been the ones to 'teach' him about anal pleasure the day before. He dreamed of their big cocks slapped against his ass, of having his head shoved down to their balls to zonk him out, as he had told Mistress Laub that he would enjoy doing from time to time. His dreams were filled of him being used by the various women and shemales around the mansion, and more than once his chastity cage almost woke him from the sleep erection that he sported.

Thankfully, he was able to sleep through the night. When he woke, he groaned, immediately burying his face in his pillow as he felt the surging, throbbing discomfort that came from wearing a cage all night long. It wasn't as bad as it had been the day before arriving at the mansion, considering that his balls were more drained than they had been, but it wasn't that much better, either.

The cat's tail swished and thrashed behind him in angry motions, and he beat his head into the pillow several times in frustration.

"Mmmph...nnngh..."

Eventually, the blue-balled need for an erection finally subsided, and he was able to roll onto his side. He stared at the wall through bleary, angry eyes for a minute or two, slowly gathering his thoughts.

This is going to be a lot harder in real life than it was on the computer, he thought, shaking his head and finishing the roll to get on his back. He stared up at the ceiling, cupping his hands over his chest as the pre-dawn light started to flow into the room through the window. He wondered how long it would be before he actually got fucked up the ass, or if he would even be able to wait for another day.

To be completely honest, he was looking forward to it, though he was nervous as all hell as well. It was hard for him to feel good about the idea of getting something as big as what he'd seen on the camera or on the grounds shoved up his ass, but as long as Mistress Laub was nice enough to keep this sort of warm-up going...well, maybe he could take it.

Maybe.

He blushed to himself, shaking his head as he finally sat up, putting his legs out over the side of the bed. The chastity cage that he wore rattled against his side. Having slept naked, there was nothing to shield it from the cool air of the morning as the sheets came off, and he shivered as he sat there, shaking his head.

Clothes. Clothes would be -

As he reached for the suitcase he'd brought along, though, he realized that it wasn't where he'd left it. In fact, it wasn't even in the bedroom at all.

...The hell?

He got to his feet, trying not to blush at the fact that he was completely naked. The dark-furred feline looked around the other side of the bed, half-wondering if he'd moved it or forgotten where he'd put it, but it wasn't there, either. Nor was it under the bed, in his closet, or anywhere else in the small room. It wasn't anywhere to be found, and he was starting to feel a bit concerned.

As he got on his knees, hoping that he had just missed it under the bed the first time 'round, the door opened with a click. He froze, his tail dropping hard over his ass, and he blushed as he pulled his legs together.

"Um, come in, I guess," he said, knowing better than to get angry. Mistress Laub had been very clear about the terms of the contract of him coming here. He was a slave, and that meant that he had to do as he was told, very, very exactly what he was told. Otherwise, he would be in breach of contract, and he didn't want to think about what the mouse would do if he actually got uppity.

"Oh, aren't you a cutie?"

Hazel. He let out a small sigh of relief, but that sigh meant absolutely nothing as the mouse came up behind him and spanked his ass. He yelped, almost jumping onto the bed again, but she was already moving around him, grabbing him by the tail and helping him up.

"Hey, I'm glad you're awake. I thought you'd be one of those sleepyheads that needed to be yanked out of bed, but look at you. You're wide awake bright and early, just like the mistress likes."

Lovely. Mistress Laub is one of those...

Well, he supposed that wasn't too bad. He was used to waking up early for his old job. He could keep doing that, see how it worked out for him in the long run. The cat shifted a bit as he tried to get comfortable, but the chastity cage didn't make it easy. Nor did the feeling of being completely naked in front of someone that he didn't know that well yet, despite having had her fingers up his ass only a few hours ago.

It didn't get easier as Hazel sat down by him, immediately thrusting her hand down and gripping the chastity cage. He yelped again, pulling his legs together, but that only trapped her hand as she wobbled the plastic tip back and forth.

"Ooooh, you're nice and hard already? Well, hard as you can get in that dinky little thing, I guess. But still, good for you for trying."

"Mmmph...That's not fair."

"Oh, it's alright. We all went through it at first. Mina still gets put in it from time to time, if she gets naughty or starts trying to rut us without permission."

"Mina?"

"The minotaur girl that you saw yesterday. She sometimes goes into rut, and that means that you can't really be sure if she can control herself. Mistress Laub puts her into a cage when that happens, since none of us can take it unless she's being really gentle."

At least there was that. He had worried that Mistress Laub would be a bit too firm, a bit too evil about what she would do to him now that she had him around in real life. That was a good thing to have settled.

As he let out a small breath of relief, it turned into a moan as the thick-hipped mouse rolled his balls around in the palm of her hand.

"Mmmph. What are you...mmph..."

"Oh, just checking to make sure that I didn't milk out everything yesterday. After all, we all work best with a little bit still in there."

"Nnngh...But I'm still..."

"In chastity? Of course. Best way to do it, since you don't spill as much if I go too hard."

She giggled a bit, giving him a bit of a peck on the cheek.

"But since you're new, I'll be nice. Besides, you need some time to start getting dressed, don't you?"

"Dressed? In what?"

"You didn't think that we all went naked all the time, did you?"

"Well...I was starting to worry..."

"Because of your missing clothes?"

"...You moved them?" he asked, realizing that it had gone missing just after he'd fallen asleep, and Hazel was the last one to leave his room.

"Right in one," she said with a smile and a giggle. "But come on, you didn't think that you'd be wearing boy clothes around here, did you? That's the sort of stuff that you wear 'out there,' where Mistress Laub isn't in charge. In here, you wear the sexy stuff, the stuff that you and she like."

"..."

"Right here, actually; we stocked the closets for you specially."

He had to be dreaming still, he thought. He must have been dreaming, because this was just not how the world worked. The world punched you in the face and stole your wallet. It didn't take away the bland stuff and give you the spicy, interesting stuff just because you got lucky enough to find a hot dominatrix online.

Yet, as Hazel pulled him across the room, he couldn't deny that he was looking forward to this. He wanted to see what would be in the closet, what had been picked out, and what he'd be wearing for the foreseeable future.

The closet doors came open with a rattle and a whir, and a line of different dresses, skirts, and tops on hangers came rustling down the line. His eyes went wide as he saw that each one was wrapped in plastic, either preserved from laundry or brand new. His mouth hung open as he recognized each one, all of them from one fantasy or another that he had talked to the mouse in charge about. The tan-furred mistress must have been taking notes each time, and he could hardly believe what he was seeing.

There was the French maid dress, the sort with the silky skirt that barely hid anything in the back, where the chest was open a bit and the lace was just constantly showing itself off. There was the skintight bodysuit, the one that she'd told him he'd look amazing in, the one that would cover him from head to toe and make him like a null-boy, the sort that didn't have any bulge, and just had a butt and mouth that could be used by his mistresses. The idea of wearing that sent a shiver down his spine.

Then there was the fishnet outfit, and that was the one that Hazel pulled down for him. He blushed as she passed him the tight clothes, nodding at him.

"Go on. Put them on."

"But...but..."

"You want to impress the Mistress, don't you?"

"Well, yeah, but...but I never thought I'd wear something like this."

"Come ooooon, Mistress Laub doesn't get anything for people if she doesn't think that they can rock it."

"But..."

"Do it, come on. For me."

The mouse posed with her chin on her hands. The way that she was dressed was just as enticing as the day before, though different. She was wearing a bikini this time, and she was soaking wet, to the point where he wondered if she'd just been down to a pool. This early in the morning, it seemed unlikely, but he supposed that there was a possibility that the Mistress had a pool on the premises that was indoors and heated.

But the mystery did nothing to take away from the fact that he had a lovely chick with a dick in front of him, flaunting everything about her body. Those thick hips, perfect for grabbing, those boobs, perfect for bouncing, that dick...yeah, that dick, even, perfect for...for...

He blushed, feeling his cock throbbing in the plastic cage again, and he had to shake his head to get his thoughts off of sex-slave ideas.

"Fine. I'll put it on."

"Good boy." Smack. She spanked him with her tail hard enough to make him jump. "Now, chop chop. Let's get you into that thing. I wanna see what Mistress Laub got to imagine."

He nodded, even as he fought the urge to nurse his butt. It had been quite a hard slap, after all.

Nevertheless, he quickly grabbed the different parts of the outfit, spreading them out on the bed to get a good look at them. Fishnet stockings, purple gloves for his arms that were finger-less and rather soft and feminine-looking, panties - no surprise - and a miniskirt, and another fishnet thing for a top.

All in all, it made him look like a whore, but he imagined that was the point. And despite that, he was still oddly excited, his cock twitching again in the cage, begging to be released from it for a bit of fun.

The panties went on first, and he tried not to think about how the mouse was watching him as he slid them over his ankles and up his thighs. The feeling of the satin things was that much more soft and gentle than his own boxers had been, and he groaned as they cupped his balls the way that a feminine hand probably would have done. The last thing that he needed was more excitement, but here he was, getting it and getting teased for it already.

Fuck...fuck...fuck...

He pulled them up the rest of the way, feeling them cupping his ass cheeks, and then sliding inside them a bit. The cat tried to pull them out a little bit, but they must have been made slightly small, because they were sliding in no matter what he did, making them look more like a thong. In the front, his package was lifted up, his chastity cage impossible to miss, and knowing Mistress Laub, that was no accident. The teasing, dominant mouse was probably hoping to show him off in every way possible.

The skirt didn't hide anything, either. It was a tight piece of black latex, and it not only cupped his crotch just as much as the panties - if not more so - but it didn't even go down under his ass. His ass cheeks were still well on display with the miniskirt, and he knew that there'd be a number of times where a cock would just slide under and take its pleasure with him.

Mmmph...I am a man...I swear...

Yet, it was hard for him to keep that in mind as his cock kept throbbing every time that he imagined one of the shemales in the building having their way with him. He didn't know what it was about them, but the idea of a feminine person with a big, fat cock taking their time to teach him something like that...

Fuck. It was going to have him dripping in his panties if he wasn't careful.

That wasn't to say that there was no humiliation as he pulled the fishnet stockings on, or any hesitation as he pulled the rest of the outfit on. It was more like there was an excitement that kinda burned through everything else, and it helped to kill the fear and humiliation that Mistress Laub had been nothing but fair so far. A bit scary, yes, but nothing but fair.

As long as nobody got mean, he was pretty sure that he could handle what they threw at him, and he had to admit, it was nice to be wanted. What sort of man could say that he was being wanted all the time by a bunch of attractive ladies like this?

Ladies with dicks, yeah, but they were all still ladies. Nobody else had those sorts of curves, or those sorts of -

"Mmm, looking hot there...latex is a good look for you..."

Blushing at the sudden reminder that he wasn't alone, he looked over his shoulder to find Hazel looking him up and down. She was biting her lip a bit, running her fingers across her chin as she looked at his ass, at his caged package, at his face. There was something to her that was different to the woman that he had seen at the gate. No more shyness, or at least, not much. No, this was the hungry, horny look that he had learned to recognize on his mistress's face when they talked via camera.

This was the look of a girl that was going to get what she wanted.

"Turn around for me? Pretty please?"

"Okay..."

He put on a shaky smile as he did as he was told, slowly spinning in place to show off how the outfit clung to him, how it was fitted to his hips and along his ass. The fishnets were a bit weird, since they sunk into his fur and did a sort of pulling, twisting thing that made him feel like there were a bunch of hands on him, but it was still kinda hot, kinda humiliating, and kinda like a reminder that he wasn't dressed like a guy all at once.

It was sexy, basically.

He had managed a full turn by the time that she was completely hard, and there was no mistaking the bulge in her pants as she watched him. He could see the waistband sliding forward a bit, her balls sliding out through one of the legs of her panties. His cheeks burned as he realized that she had taken a step forward, and he stopped.

"Oh, come on. Do you really need to stop? I could watch you move all day..."

"Um, yeah, I...I bet you could, but we should probably -"

"Ah ah. Are you trying to tell Mistress Laub's personal assistant what she should do?"

The smile on Hazel's face told him that she was probably joking, but the idea of suddenly finding himself in trouble on his second day was not one that he wanted to tempt. He shivered at the idea of Hazel running off to the boss to tell her that he was being difficult, and he immediately clammed up.

The white mouse giggled again, stepping up to him and running her hands along his hips. She pulled him close, bumping her free cock against his caged one.

"Mmmm, I do so love it when she gets new boys. You're so...biddable."

"Biddable?"

"You do what you're told. You do all the right things so that you stay out of trouble. And you know what the best part is?"

"W-what?" he asked, taking a half-step back.

"You'll do anything I say because you want to know what it's like..."

"What...what..." He gulped, another step back, another step followed by the smaller mouse. "What what's like?"

"Pleasing a lady."

She shoved him, and he went over backwards, landing flat on his back on the bed. Before he could get up, she had already followed him down, stripping off her underwear in the same motion. He wasn't sure where the blue bottom of the bikini went, but he saw what was coming next. Mouse butt descended over his face, blocking out the light on the top of the room, making it impossible to see anything other than her pucker.

It was not a bad looking butt, all things considered. It was thick and soft, plush to the touch, and he could feel how it gave against his hands and his face. It was clean, save for the weak chlorine smell - he'd guessed right with the pool thing - and she had even gone so far as to pull her tail out of the way, using it to hold him by the back of his head against her ass, keeping him from wriggling out of the perfect position.

He stared right up between the cheeks at her pucker, blushing hard as the next sniff picked up a bit of a sweaty smell, something that had probably been worked up in the pool, hidden until she got out of it. There was a musky sort of scent that lingered around her hole, something that was ever so slightly bitter, but mostly just...raunchy, the sort of thing that smelled like rough, hard sex was supposed to smell like. He blushed, not quite sure what to do now that he had a hole presented to him like this.

Hazel being Hazel, of course, took the decision out of his hands. She pushed back against his face, grinding her ass down on his cheeks and lips. He grunted in shock, his eyes going wide as his tongue made its first contact with someone else's naughty bits.

"That's it. You know what to do, don't you? Just get to work licking my asshole, and you'll be right as rain."

"Licking - mmmph!"

He was sat on again, his muzzle shoved right between the hefty cheeks she had, her thickness keeping him pinned in place. He groaned as she wobbled her cheeks back and forth, reaching back to spread them before letting them fall down on his face once more. The sensation was...very new, and very embarrassing...

But the fact that she still wanted him back there, that she was 'hunting' him like this and pinning him for her pleasure? Hot as fuck.

Just lick, right? he thought, thinking that it probably wouldn't be so bad. She'd been in the pool, all he'd taste was a bit of sweat and pool water. That...that should be fine...

Despite his embarrassment, his cock had never been...well, never tried to be harder. It was still caged, still held down, giving him a stinging ache down there that was hard not to think about, but the hole over him...well, that deserved all the attention.

Ardanis gave it its first lick, and then a second when there was no bad taste. Yes, there was some of that sweaty taste, a bit of a salty-bitter aftertaste in his mouth, but nothing bad. It was naughty, just a bit wrong, and that kinda made it better.

"Yeah, that's it. Push a bit harder, man, you know that's not going to do anything."

"Mmm?"

"You want to really get your tongue in there. Mistress Laub wants it good and firm when you do it with her. She likes to have it nice and deep. Get it inside if you can, but if you - oooooh, that's what I'm talking about."

Hazel slumped back against him a bit, wriggling her butt against his tongue as he worked it in a bit deeper. The feeling was, to put it mildly, rather intense. She was squeezing down on his tongue, holding it in the warmth of her hole, making it impossible to think of anything but that tight little pucker on his face.

She wiggled on it, grinding back on his tongue, barely giving him enough slack to thrust it forward again. The mouse moaned for him, her cock -

Oh god, her cock. It was dripping on his chest, staining his fur and the fishnets at the same time. That was going to be one hell of a sticky mess, he realized, but there was nothing that he could do about that now.

Instead, he had to focus on her, had to focus on that butt.

He hesitantly brought his hands up, grabbing her ass and groping it, squeezing it, rolling it. She moaned as he gripped her, and he kept it up, holding it tight as he licked along her pucker, dragging his tongue along that wrinkled little hole again and again, pulling at it, teasing it, trying everything that he could think of.

It was amazing how quickly the taboo of eating ass wore off. Once he was sure that it was clean, it was easy for him, easy to lick at, easy to play with. The sounds that Hazel was making, combined with the fact that she was lighter than him despite her thickness and wide hips and big butt, meant that it wasn't uncomfortable to be under her. She moaned readily every time that he found a good spot in her, and that made him feel like he was doing a good job.

Soon, she was grinding back against his tongue like crazy, using his hands to spread her cheeks, making him fuck her up the ass with his tongue. He did everything she asked for, moaning into her hole, kissing it, licking it with every bit of enthusiasm that he could muster. He wanted her to be happy with him, to say that he did a good job.

The mouse shemale moaned, and he could feel her jerking herself off, bumping her ass back against his tongue as if it was a short, fleshy cock. She fucked herself on it, rode his face as if it was the best toy that she'd ever had. Her short, soft gasps made him drip in his cage, whimpering softly.

"Fuck, fuck, that's it. Yeah, yeah, shove that tongue in deep. I wanna feel it - oh fuck, yes, right there, right theeeeere!"

She screamed as she came, the hot ropes of her cum landing all over his chest. He groaned and shivered, streaks of humiliation coming through the feeling of accomplishment. Knowing that he had been able to get her off like that was hotter than he expected, and he grinned as he felt her shivering over his face.

He supported her by the ass for a bit, letting her get her breath back, but eventually, she was able to dismount him. She rolled to the side a bit, her legs shaking, and he saw that her cock was finally going down. The cat smiled again, and then looked down at the mess that she'd left on his chest.

It was a big mess, to put it mildly. He didn't know how she had that much cum to spend, but she'd spent it in white ropes up and down his body, a few of them going so far as to hit his thighs, and more than one decorated the plastic bulge in his panties. He blushed a bit as he watched it sink in, knowing that he'd be wearing the stains and the mouse's smell for the rest of the day.

She wobbled as she stood up, and he felt a bit better about that. At least he'd given her the shaky legs. He'd read that was hard to do.

"Whoa...whoa...that was good."

"Really good."

"Yeah."

He smiled.

"For a first-timer."

His smile faded a bit, but he still took the compliment. Better to be good at something for any reason, even if it wasn't the mind-blowing talent that he'd thought that he had. Ardanis started to get up, but she shook her head.

"Nuh-uh. You deserve something for that, you know."

"Huh?"

"You just went right with it, obeying everything I said. I'm not sure what the mistress would say, but as her assistant, I think that you earned a chance to have some fun of your own."

"...Really?"

"Yeah." Hazel smiled. "Not from me, obviously - I have work that needs doing - but I can send someone up here. And I think I know just the one to get you started."

"Um...okay. Do I -" He gestured at himself and the mess, and Hazel shook her head.

"Nah, it'll be fine. She likes that sort of stuff."

"Who?"

"You'll see."

She smiled, winking at him before darting out of the room. He had no idea what she had in mind, but he hoped that it wasn't going to be too bad. He had enjoyed what he'd done for her, but it had been a bit scary to have her being that...predatory. Cat and mouse games were supposed to be done the other way around.

He leaned his head back on the pillow, looking up at the ceiling again. He'd just broken one of the big barriers that he had. He'd never imagined being the sort of guy that would get so excited from eating someone's ass, but he supposed that you learned something new about yourself every day. Not the sort of thing that he expected to learn, but, well, there it was.

Folding his hands behind his head, he tried to calm himself down. If someone else was coming up here for some fun, he wanted to last for longer than a few seconds. Even so, his cock throbbed, oozing into the pre-cum and cum-soaked panties, making them darker, clingier, and somehow, that much naughtier.

This is going to take a while to get used to...

The cat was just about ready to get up regardless of what Hazel had said when there was a knock at the door. He blinked, slowly getting comfortable again.

"Come in."

The door opened, and the cowgirl that he had seen from the day before walked in. Unlike the others, she had no cock bulge, and she was already rather wet down there. She had large, beautiful breasts that were barely restrained behind a bra that was a size too small for them, and despite her species, she wasn't tending towards the obese. If anything, she was pleasantly plump, but that was even risking going too far for her.

She pulled off a pair of glasses as she walked up to him, her hooves clicking softly on the floor as she approached. She tucked them into her bra, wearing a naughty smile as she looked him over.

"Mmm, you're a naughty little kitten, aren't you?" she asked.

"Well, um...maybe a bit..."

"You let the other girls walk all over you. The first 'man' in the house, and you're already letting everyone else call the shots?"

"Well, I, um...I..."

"Oh, isn't that adorable..."

She sat on the edge of the bed, chuckling as she looked down on him. Her hand was already on his panties, rubbing Hazel's seed into his bulge, and he groaned as she squeezed him gently.

"My name is Naira...and I love little men that know where they belong..."

"L-little?"

"I'm used to the big girls around here. I know what they have in their panties, and I know what you're offering." She shook her head. "Don't worry. One of these days, I'm sure you're going to get the chance to offer that to one of us. But today...I think that you'd prefer a little more of a tease."

Ardanis didn't know what to say. Hazel had said that he'd get a reward, but this...this felt like another test. Almost like this cowgirl would be willing to let him do something if he could prove himself, but...

Well, he was the one with a chastity cage on. What the hell was he going to prove himself with?

"I...I would...I would like whatever you'd be willing to give me, Mistress Naira."

"Oh, very good."

She smiled, leaning down to kiss him. The little kiss along his chest, then down his belly, was naughty enough, sending a shiver through him, but seeing her go so far as to lick the mouse's seed off his panties, going so far as to suck along the tip of the cage bulge on it to get it all, was far more enticing.

"Oh, god..."

"I like little men...and I like the people that know how to take what they want..."

Still smiling, the cowgirl reached behind her back. What she pulled out was more than he expected.

It was a vibrator wand, one he knew from searching around to be a very powerful one. She pressed a button at the base, and it started vibrating like a nest of angry hornets, buzzing like mad. She tapped it to his thigh, and he almost jumped right out of his skin from how powerful it was.

"What the - what are you going to do with that?"

"Oh, exactly what you need, little kitten." She smiled. "You ever wonder how long you'd last if your cage could vibrate?"

Vibrating...cage...

The cat's eyes went wide, the cowgirl nodded her head, and the wand pressed down before he could say a thing.

"NNNNNNNGH!"

Ardanis slammed back into the bed, then arched his back hard. He gasped for breath, struggling to catch it as the wand made the entire cage buzz against the entirety of his shaft. He started oozing pre at a massive rate right off the bat, his heels digging into the sheets and his legs kicking weakly.

"Ah...ah...ah..."

"That's it. Just let it happen, little kitten. You're going to cum. You can't stop it. Just let it happen."

She was soothing even as she was teasing, gentle even as she was humiliating. It was so...weird, but so hot. She changed the angle of the vibrator, buzzing it right against the base of the cock cage, right at the ring so that it hit his balls and his cock at the same time. It was like a combination of how he imagined a blowjob and vaginal to be, or maybe even better than that.

He gasped for breath, shaking, panting, his fingers threatening to rip through the sheets. He was right on the verge -

And then the buzzing stopped. He gasped for breath, shaking from head to toe, almost feeling as if he had cum. It was so...so amazing...

And then the blue-balls set in.

He started to curl up around himself, but Naira gently pushed him flat again, holding him there as she sat on his hips.

"Ah ah ah. I didn't say you could do that."

"Mmmph...why...why'd you..."

"Because you're getting some more training as well as a reward, dear," she said with a smile. "How to last. After all, sometimes you'll be allowed to take that out...and you don't want to cum right off the bat, do you?"

"...No."

"Good. Now, hold on for me, here we go again."

The End