Liberazione
Liberazione
By: Rakuen Growlithe
AN: A one day story! Just felt like writing this and I did. It's not particularly harsh or anything, good news for some of you. I just wanted to write something slightly more emotional. It's not too hard to just be mechanical I suppose but BDSM does require a lot of trust and caring for the other person so hopefully this worked. Feedback is always appreciated.
Ombra sat quietly, listening to the ticking of the clock as it counted each second. The anthropomorphic fox was nervous but he had good reason to be be. Just a few days earlier he had walked in on his friend, razor blade in hand and fresh cuts on his arms. Despite his friends protests he had treated the wounds and saw the scars the cat's grey fur concealed. It had been an awkward conversation after that, a conversation scattered with feelings the fox had once found so familiar.
'No one cares about me anyway...'
'When I see the blood at least I know I'm still alive.'
'Sometimes it's the only way for me to even feel anything.'
Ombra had had the same feelings once until he had found his boyfriend and master. It probably would seem strange to most people but becoming part partner and part slave had done wonders for his mood and self-esteem. It was this renewed vigour that the fox wished to impart to his friend. He could only hope that the cat would show up though.
A few blocks away from where Ombra was waiting, Fumoso was walking down the side of the road. No one seemed to notice the shy cat and with his headphones on he paid scant attention to the people he passed either. On the outside, and to his classmates, he was just a reserved grey cat who liked HIM and had a fondness for jackets. What no one knew, or at least no one had known until Ombra saw them, was that under his jacket sleeves lay a criss-crossing of old and fresh scars. Each one represented a day or event that had left the kitten depressed and alone. Why was he going to see Ombra though? Even Fumoso didn't know fully.
Ombra leapt up with a start when the doorbell rang and, after taking a deep breath to calm his racing heart, he opened the door.
"Hey. I'm glad you came," Ombra said, beckoning to Fumoso to enter.
The grey cat nodded, "Thanks."
Ombra's ears fell slightly as he heard the lack of emotion in his friends voice.
"Um..." began Ombra. "I know you're having a hard time but I think I can help."
Fumoso didn't say anything but his wide, baby-blue eyes were fixed on the fox.
"I used to feel the same way, like no one noticed me or, if they did, that they didn't care. I also cut myself a bit," admitted Fumoso. "I didn't want to though, I just wanted to feel needed so eventually I dared myself to go to a club and sleep with someone."
Fumoso made no attempt to interrupt so the fox continued to tell his story.
"When I was there I met up with Pace."
Pace was Ombra's boyfriend and master, a strong hyena. Pace had also gone away for the weekend, a fact Ombra had taken advantage of to use his toys to try and help Fumoso.
"He was quite rough and I hurt a lot the next day but I'd given him my number and he liked me enough to seek me out the next week as well. We slept together a few times before I noticed I wasn't unhappy any more. Pace and I hadn't seen each other out of those sessions but just knowing he wanted me made me feel good about myself. I want you to feel that way too."
"You're saying you want to have sex with me to make me feel better?" asked Fumoso.
Ombra couldn't tell if the cat was hopeful or upset by the idea but shook his head, "No. I want you to feel like you are important and, well... BDSM helped me with that, so I want to give you the chance to feel the same. If you want?"
Fumoso considered his friends suggestion. On the one hand it seemed ridiculous, he wouldn't even be getting sex out of it, but on the other it might just help. He had seen Ombra change when he'd met Pace but he'd not known the full story before.
"Well I came all this way," answered Fumoso, "and I guess it wouldn't hurt to see what you wanted to show me."
Ombra smiled, glad the cat had accepted his offer.
"All right. Then I'll need you to trust me. Some things might hurt or be kinda scary but I promise it'll be worth it. If you really want me to stop though, just say 'Red' and I'll stop. All right?"
"Okay."
"Then I'll need you to take your clothes off before we start," explained Ombra.
"Didn't you say we weren't having sex?" Fumoso inquired.
"We're not. But it's necessary. Just try it."
Self-consciously Fumoso began to strip. He dropped his pants first, like most furs he didn't wear shoes, before, even more reluctantly, removing his jacket. The smoky, grey cat's ears were know pinned right back as Ombra watched him. His shirt was long-sleeved as well but he knew that the fox knew what lay under them. When his shirt dropped on the floor, Fumoso gave a deep sigh as he know stood naked.
"Good boy," Ombra said, complementing him as he moved forward.
The fox ignored the stirring in his groin as he watched the cat reveal himself and reminded himself why he was doing this. Coming right up close to Fumoso he attached a soft, leather collar to the cat's neck and a cloth blindfold around the feline's eyes.
"Just stay calm and trust me," reiterated the fox as he clipped a leash to the collar.
With a gentle tug he encouraged his friend to follow him.
"Keep your hands down," admonished Ombra.
He needed Fumoso to trust him, to rely on his judgement and so he had to constantly remind the cat not to try and feel his way. He knew how hard it was but he also knew how rewarding it could be when all he needed to do was follow the pull of the leash. If Fumoso had been experienced he would've punished him multiple times but the fox calmly walked his friend around the house waiting for the cat to lose his stiffness and show signs of trust. Once the cat was responding appropriately he led him to Pace's dungeon.
"Careful of the steps here," Ombra warned, reaching back to lay a hand on Fumoso's chest. "But still, arms at your sides. There we go. Almost down. This is the last one. Well done!"
With his eyes covered by the blindfold, Fumoso was forced to put all of his focus on the collar and leash around his neck. It was a completely foreign feeling to the cat and he couldn't help but want to stretch out his arms and feel for obstacles. Without his sight he found himself filled with fear. What was ahead of him? What if he tripped? Where was he? But, as the exercise continued, he found the only way to cope was to place his trust in Ombra and follow the leash, it become his whole world. He still didn't know where he was going when he felt Ombra's hand on his chest, warning him of the steps, but he found himself not worried. Nothing bad had happened to him so far and he didn't expect it to.
Fumoso could feel Ombra's hands grip his shoulders and begin to turn him.
"Just need to position you right," explained Ombra.
The grey cat followed the gentle guidance of the fox and soon felt a padded surface press up against his back.
"Lift your arms," Ombra instructed.
Fumoso did so and again Ombra took control, moving them into the right position before strapping them in place, stretched out in line with Fumoso's shoulders. It wasn't too long before similar straps were around his waist and ankles. Each one was tightened until the cat couldn't move anything other than his head and tail.
"That's not too tight is it?" asked Ombra, poking at Fumoso's fingers.
"It's all right," replied the cat, a tinge of nervousness rising up again.
"Good. Tell me if anything goes numb."
Then, Ombra reached up and removed the cat's blindfold.
The pair were in Pace's dungeon. It had once been an ordinary basement but Pace had over time modified it and added various sexual devices so what Fumoso could now see was a room with various devices of restraint. A cage, just big enough for a person, hung in one corner and the walls were lined with loops of rope, gags, whips and dildos. It was hard for the cat to make out too many details however as Ombra had taken the liberty of surrounding the cross, on which Fumoso found himself, with candles for light. It added atmosphere but didn't do much for observation.
Ombra was standing by a control panel, smiling at the cat who was now in the position in which he spent so much of his own time. Ombra pushed one of the buttons on the panel and the cross began to slowly rise, much to Fumoso's surprise.
"Relax," chuckled Ombra as the short-hair let out a mew. "I'm just raising you to a more convenient height."
True to his word, Ombra stopped the cross after a little less than half a metre and walked up to his friend. The fox smiled up at the cat and ran his paws along the cat's inner thighs.
"You don't have to be so tense, I won't let anything bad happen to you," promised Ombra.
It was incredibly strange for Fumoso to look down and see the top of Ombra's head. They were about the same height normally and now the fox's ear tips barely even reached the cat's shoulder's. He couldn't contain a shiver as the fox touched him and he heard himself give a soft purr. It had been forever since he had just felt a simple touch let alone one in such an intimate area. The gentleness of that caress was suddenly replaced by a sharp sting as Ombra reached up and attached crocodile clips on the cat's nipples. He gave a sharp cry and was about to call the whole thing off before Ombra once again began to rub the cat, this time over his chest and stomach.
Ombra's tail spun happily as he watched his friend squirming. Pace had often complimented him on his ability to give a massage and now he was using all of that skill to tease his trapped kitty. A little knock on the clips brought a yip of pain from Fumoso but in just a few seconds Ombra could bring the cat back to purring. Time and again he dragged the cat from one extreme to the next until he had him panting heavily and whimpering for more.
When Ombra stopped his rubbing Fumoso gave a pitiful whine. His body was desperate for more and the cat didn't want to wait and let the glorious feeling leave him. His nipples were still stinging but over the time he had become more and more used to it until it was just a contrast that enhanced his pleasure.
"I'm coming right back," Ombra giggled, swaying his hips as he made his way to a drawer at the side of the room.
Fumoso wiggled a bit, not able to see what the fox was doing outside of the circle of candles. He watched the fox's shadow dancing on the wall and felt strangely small, somehow inferior in his position.
When Ombra returned Fumoso surprised himself by purring a welcome, even though the separation had lasted only a few seconds and Ombra had not even left the room.
"I just needed to fetch this," stated Ombra, holding up a glowing glass rod.
Fumoso frowned, never having seen anything like it. He watched Ombra bring it against his fur and gasped as it made contact. The wand sent a hum of electricity over his skin, making the fur around it stand on end. Although Fumoso had thought the previous sensations were amazing he was now blown away by Ombra's new trick. The electricity buzzed and stimulated him like the gentlest and yet most noticeable touch ever.
Ombra moved the wand in circles over his friends belly, mentally taking note of what areas made the cat purr the loudest in case they ever did it again. He was working up to something though and gradually the path of the wand inched downward until it was running back and forth over Fumoso's sheath. Ombra giggled as the kitty let out a long wavering mewl of ecstasy.
"Like that do you?"
While his one hand guided the wand, Ombra's other hand moved to grip the cat's rump and squeeze firmly. The only response was the swelling of the feline sheath and so Ombra continued until his fingers were poking and rubbing gently over Fumoso's tight tail hole.
"Let's let you down now," muttered Ombra, not thinking the cat would hear anything he said anyway.
Just before he left though the fox ran his fingers over Fumoso's nose, giving the cat a whiff of his own musk.
Fumoso's nose twitched as the earthy smell filled it, the hint of sex being driven deeper into his mind. Already his shaft had hardened under the expert manipulation of Ombra and was now dripping on the dungeon floor. The grey's eyes were lidded as his urges took over and he felt the need to mate. He didn't notice when Ombra lowered the cross to the ground, too busy trying to hump, though not doing particularly well with the straps as tight as they were. The next thing he noticed was a warm breath on his cheek. He turned to look and received a deep kiss from Ombra. Although muffled and said into Ombra's muzzle, Fumoso let out a happy gasp as the fox's paw closed around his meat. Slowly the fox began to paw him off, his warm paw pads rubbing the sensitive flesh and smearing it with pre. Fumoso panted heavily, rolling his head as he felt his pleasure building stronger until he was sure he would strain something with his attempts to hump into the paw.
Ombra ground his own crotch up against the back of the cross, wishing he could just mount the cat right there but thinking better of it. He pumped the slick feline cock in hand as fast as he could, nibbling up and down Fumoso's ears to enhance the sensations. As he expected it didn't take long before the grey cat gave a loud yowl and started to spurt warm cream in strong bursts.
"Goooood kitty!"
Ombra stood back, licking the cum off of his paw before moving in front of the cross and loosening the straps.
Once the straps were undone Ombra caught Fumoso's exhausted body and carried it over to a large pillow in one corner of the room. He lay the cat down first, fetched a blanket and then cuddled up with his still-naked friend.
"You did very well," he assured Fumoso.
With two quick movements he removed the clip's from his friend's nipples and put them back in his pocket. Fumoso started to whimper when they were removed, as the blood rushed back in they started to burn fiercely. The pain brought a sudden wave of emotions to the cat and he suddenly began to cry.
"Shhh. You're okay now," whispered Ombra, wrapping his arms around the crying cat and pulling him closer.
The two lay there for almost an hour, letting Fumoso recover from his experience. All the while Ombra kept cuddling the lonely cat, letting him know that someone was there, sure that he would finally feel better after his time in the dungeon.
"I was there for you," Ombra whispered, giving a lick. "At least one person cares for you and will take care of you. If you ever need to feel again I'll be here. Pace will do the same if you want him to. We don't want you to hurt yourself, we want you to be happy."
The End