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"Comfy now, dear?"

Kit stared at themselves in the mirror, watching the zinogre that had set them up in tight, nylon rope. Bright pink lines ran across their body, framing their tits, pulling the slight pudge of their belly up tight to their body. Those ropes went all the way down, between their legs, circled once around the root of their cock and balls to keep them at a half-chub as they hung suspended in the air. The paolumu swallowed softly, they loved how they looked, and they nodded carefully to their partner.

"Good~" The zinogre hummed in a singsong voice, "The safeword is wirebug, today."

"Topical," The paolumu responded, before they suddenly let out a cry. While they had been distracted, their partner had grabbed a crop, and gave them a firm, stinging swat between their legs. The tip had barely missed their nuts and instead landed squarely on their clit. There was a pained sob and their bright eyes wrenched shut. A full-bodied tremble run through them before they gasped for breath, their cock pulsing hard and dripping hot precum onto the carpet below. Every inch of their body was working overtime with their lust, and their zinogre friend knew how to play them like an instrument.

Their partner pulled the crop slowly back, and inspected it. "Hmm...Not wet enough~" they breathed out in disappointment before another painful swat was delivered to the paolumu's sensitive, puffy mound. The second cry was more harsh than the first, their pussylips turning red from the attack as they squirmed and writhed in their binds. Despite only being struck twice, the paolumu was short of breath, gasping and struggling as their cheeks burned a bright red. Their cock throbed incessantly, dripping even more precum as their virile hangers jumped and twitched, producing even more slickness for them to drip freely from their cock.

Kit's body squirmed more, far too excited for their own good, causing them to ever so gently swing back and forth in the air. Their wolfish partner gently grabbed them by the shoulders, and twisted them about so they would be eye-to-eye. "That's it, dear. You just make all those pretty little sounds," they gently rubs their nose against the bat-like creature's own, "don't you dare hold anything back, pet~"

The zinogre leaned in and gave Kit a firm kiss on the lips, the paolumu's eyes widening as they moaned right into the other's mouth. Their claws slowly roamed over Kit's form, gently raking into the thick fur that they were so proud of. The bound, dual-sexed monster whimpered faintly, they could feel the zinogre's claws trailing against skin, leaving behind just the tiniest of static-like shocks on their path. It was only a matter of time until they would find just the right target before-

Another squeal filled the room, muffled by the zinogre's muzzle as sparks danced across the wolfish monster's fur, channeled into the paolumu's skin just above their hips. They kicked and struggled instinctively as their muscles convulsed uncontrollably, forced to contract to degrees they'd normally never be at. Their cock throbbed heavily, pulsing, shooting precum for several moments even after those shocks ended, their eyes watering from the sheer excitement that came from such pain.

Their zinogre partner pulled their muzzle back and stroked slowly along the paolumu's head, watching as their neckfluff expanded slightly, then deflated. "That's it, dear. That's it...Are you still holding up all right?" They scritched behind the paolumu's ear gently, feeling them nod ever so slightly as they gasped for breath, the pleasure overwhelming any sense of pain they had at the moment, their thighs glimmering with arousal, drooling feminine juices while their dick pulsed and shot another round of hot preseed.

Those claws gently trailed back down the paolumu's front, carefully running through their fur to scratch delicately along tender skin. Kit's body arched in reaction, wide eyes slipping shut once more from the sensation, their tail twitching faintly before they gasp out when those claws lightly wrap around their cock. A faint whimper escapes kit as they watch their partner, watching as those flickering lights dance along their fur, before a fresh shock is delivered right to her breeder. They screamed. A long, pained cry bubbled from their throat as they rocked in their bindings, their shaft pulsing heavily as the zinogre held it still, trapped in those shocking claws.

Kit couldn't hold out much longer, the pained mixed with pleasure made her head swim terribly before they let out a babbling whimper of warning. Another thrashing before they cried out, their shaft flexed hard before suddenly unloading hot, sticky globs of spunk, splattering across the carpet and nearly hitting the mirror that was right in front of them.

Their partner carefully stroked their claws around that twitching shaft, pulsing and throbbing, still leaking seed as the shocks subsided. The zin planted kiss after soft kiss to their neck as they whispered sweetly to them, helping them slowly come down out of their subspace mindset. The wolfish monster held Kit's restrained body against theirs, and slowly started to undo the knots that held them in place, all while cooing nad fussing softly over the gasping, worn down paolumu.

An hour later, the two of them were at their favorite ice cream stop, the paolumu - still slightly shaky - having a thick milkshake with a dumb little smile on their face. They glanced at the zin across the table and finally blew them a kiss.

"You know...Next time? I wanna go at it upside-down~"