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I went from room to room, tidings up. I tried to look for something to do, but with it being a small apartment, there wasn't much to do. And once the cleaning was done, I was bored out of my mind. I hated not having a job anymore, thank God Marty said he'd bring me with him to his next job. So at least I'll be able to start scouting again.

I decided to watch some porn while I was at. I laid in bed afterward with my shaft retreating back into my sheath and paw sticky. But after I got off, I went back to being bored. I could play some football on Dev's console, but that I only take up so much time, and with Dev at practice, it just won't be fun without him.

"What to do, what to do," I told myself. This isn't how I expect my life to turn out: waiting at home for my football boyfriend to return, not having a job I loved. I love living with my tiger and spending time with him, I do, but I also enjoyed having my own place, and being independent. I've forgiven Dev's father, Mikhail, for getting me fired. And it was nice to see him at Thanksgiving, but what he did still hurt. Me getting that scouting job was proof to Father I could do it. He helped instill this love of football in me; it cultivated into something I could turn into a career--even if I hadn't finished college like him and Mother wanted me to do. God, this type of thinking wasn't good for me. It made me think about what I don't have. I need something to distract me.

Deciding to go through some of the stuff I packed with me, I got out of bed and headed over to the closet, and started sifting through some of my junk. Just as I was about to pull out the last box, I noticed a present that was shoved in the back. It was the bondage gear Lighten Strike gotten Dev for Christmas a while back. I had forgotten about this. I wonder why we didn't end up using it, I wondered. I'll admit, I was never really into the whole BDSM scene, sans one of my old boyfriends using handcuffs on me a few times. But I wouldn't mind trying some of it with Dev. And with Lighting's gift to Dev, now might be a good time to use it. I just have to try and convince Dev . . . _ _

I started fantasying what it'd be like to be dominated by Dev--like really dominated by him. Being reduced to a submissive bitch actually sounded kind of hot. I could see him wearing the harness, and that stereotypical BDSM hat and whip in paw. For the most part of our relationship, Dev and Is sex life has been pretty vanilla. We really haven't done anything extreme or out there--unless you considered giving each other a blowjob in Dev's brother's room. That certainly was a fun experience, fooling around in Dev's childhood home. Even if after that night, it led to some not-so-pleasant experience with Dev's father dislocating my thumb. Instinctually I rubbed my thumb, remembered how restricted my fingers felt with the cast on. But . . . everything turned out alright in the end.

Anyways, Dev and I really haven't done anything too daring sexually, so maybe this might be a good experience to experiment and try something new. Some of the BDSM videos I've pawed off too looked kind of fun. I'll have to see how Dev feels about it.

It was late by the time Dev got home. I was sitting on the couch, playing video games with he came in. He ambled over and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek before heading to the fridge and grabbed a beer. The cushion gave a woof sound when Dev's big bulk sat down on it.

He sighed before taking a sip of his beer. He looked exhausted.

"Rough day," I asked.

Dev let out a low groan, "You have no idea," he said. "Couch was working us like dogs today and tomorrow we get to do it even more." He rested his head back and closed his eyes. I thought he might have fallen asleep if it weren't for his tail flicking against me.

"Awww," I said, crawling over to him and began rubbing his chest. "Is my big scary tiger all tuckered out?" I teased.

He half-opened one of his eyes and looked down at me, "Careful fox," he warned. "I might be tired, but that doesn't mean I don't have enough energy to take you into the bedroom and fuck you right."

I rested my head against his lap and looked up at him. "Is that so?"

"Yes," was all I got before he closed his eyes again.

I giggled. I laid there a bit and enjoyed the closeness of my tiger. With my nose being so close to his crotch, I could smell the sweet aroma of tiger musk as I inhaled deeply. And to be honest, it was really turning me on. Like, really turned. It got the to point where even Dev could smell my arousal. He looked down with the corners of his lips turned up.

"What you thinking about, fox," he asked casually.

"Well . . ." I said shyly. "It's not so much what I'm thinking about, but what I'm smelling."

His ears turned down and he looked embarrassed. It was ungodlily adorable. "I did shower before I left, you know," he said.

I smiled. "I know,"--I tapped my nose--"I can smell it, but will always recognize underlining musk of yours, no matter how well you shower. I just love the scent of you, musk and all."

Dev still looked embarrassed, but I could tell he was enjoying it, if not a little. He looked like he was battling something inside his head; whatever it was must have won out because the curl of his lips took on a deeper meaning. "Well, if you're enjoying it so much, what not get a better whiff." He unbuttoned his pants before hooking his thumb behind that waistband of his underwear and pulled it down to uncover his sheath. "Think of it as a pre-dinner treat."

My maw watered and I stared at the beautiful sight of his sheath and sac. It watered even more as his tip emerged from its creamy-white opening. "You sure know how to treat a guy," I mused.

Dev gave a toothy grin. "I learn from the best."

"I bet you do,' I retorted before burying my nose into his fur. I nosed my way from his pubic-fur to the prize I _desperately_craved for. Dev was right, he did shower before leaving, and he smelled nice with his shampoo, but there was still that undertone of musk. It wasn't hard for a fox-like me to find. I loved the scent of his cock and sheath, just as much as I loved the taste of it. I continued this until he was halfway out of his sheath, working my tongue from his tip down to his sac and back.

Dev moaned softly. His tail flicked about next to me and he spread his legs a little more to give me better access to his neither regions. He rested his head back and let me do my work in peace.

My own erection throbbed painfully in my pants and I was tempted to take them off but decided not to in case Dev wanted that honor. I did reach down and give myself a good hard rub.

This was going great . . . and then for whatever reason, I couldn't get Dev all the way out of his sheath. He seemed trapped in this half-aroused state. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get him fully hard. I wasn't going crazy, right? Like, this wasn't my imagination. I could tell he wanted this, but his cock just wasn't cooperating with me.

Dev sighed heavily before resting a paw on my shoulder. "I'm sorry, Doc," he said. "I want this--trust me, I do--but it's been a long day. I guess I'm not up to fool around as I thought I was . . ."

This has never happened before, Dev's never, not been in the mood. And just as I was about to get the lube for us. "It's fine . . . . I guess . . ." I said, whispering the last part under my breath. Dev's ear flicked, and I wondered if he heard me. I got up and rested against the couch alongside my tiger.

"Do you want me to paw you off or something?" he asked with earnest. He rested his paw on my leg, slowly working its way up to my crotch.

"No . . ." I said after a moment. I mean, he could, but it wouldn't be as fun if he wasn't in the mood. I was tempted to force him to give me muzzlejob for my trouble. My heart wouldn't be in it, though . . .

Well, shit . . . I thought.

"I'm sorry Lee," he said. He sighed again before zipping his pants up. He got up, gave me a kiss on the cheek, and went to put his duffle bag into the bedroom. "Hey, Lee," he called out. He stepped out with Lighting's present in his paw. "What's this doing out? I thought I buried it in the back of the closet."

"You did," I answered. "I was going through some of the stuff I brought here and noticed. I actually was meaning to talk to you about it later tonight?"

"You actually want to try it out?" he asked, surprised.

"Well . . . I mean, yeah. It's not something I'm normally into, but it might be fun with you."

One of his ears folded back and his tail swished slowly behind him. He looked so unsure about the whole thing. "I don't know . . ." he said. He looked down several times from the package clutched in his fingers to me and back.

"Maybe we could spice it up a bit. Get a little more adventurous with it," I proposed.

"How?" he asked.

I simply shrugged. "That, stud, I will leave up to you."

"Okay . . ." Again, he sounded a little unsure about it. He went back inside and put the gift on his dresser before coming back out. "What are we doing for dinner?" he asked, changing the subject.

I sighed before getting up and adjusting myself. I guess I'm going to bed horny and unsatisfied tonight. "I ordered burgers from the place across the street." That seemed to reinvigorate his interest--not the sex . . . I swear, it's either greasy food, sex, or football with him--not that I'd disagree with that, but sex is a little more important to me. Sometimes the stereotypes about gay foxes are true.

The rest of our night was somewhat bland, and as much as I enjoy spending time with my tiger, I was hoping for something a little more tonight. All we ended up doing was eating dinner, play a little bit of video game football, and headed for bed. By the end, even I had lost interest in sex, despite my stirring sheath. My body wanted action, and I was tempted to just jerkoff to get rid of it, my heart wouldn't be in it.

"Comfy?" Dev asked. He was pressed against me, with his arm under my neck and his other wrapped around my waist.

"Yeah," I said. And I was, but my pent-up balls weren't. Damn libido, I thought. Even my sheathed cock wasn't happy with me. What was I to do? I was too tired to really do anything at this point but too horny to simply fall asleep. But after a lot of willpower and self-control, I eventually was able to fall asleep without touching myself.

I laid on the bed, my arms bound behind me. I pulled them apart to test the sturdiness of the handcuffs, and sure enough, they weren't easy to get out of.

Dev stood over me, a wicked smirk on his short orange and white muzzle. The stripes on his muzzle seemed to extenuate his demeaning smile. He had me right where he wanted me. "Poor little fox, all bound up," he laughed. Slowly, he walked over, his tail picking up as he got closer. He went behind me, and onto the bed, his paw resting on my back. He extended his claw tips and ran them down my back until they stopped at the base of my tail. His paw rested on my ass before pulling back and giving it a good smack.

I yelped, trying to tuck my tail back down, but couldn't because of Dev holding it up out of the way. Another smack came down and I whined.

"Awww,' he said in a mocking tone. "Did that hurt the poor little fox?" He spanked me thrice more before leaning down and sneering into my ear, "Good . . . serves you right for being a cocky little fox--always thinking you're so clever with your stupid mind games. It pisses me off."

"Dev . . . please, I'm sorry," I whined as he walked my sore ass.

"Oh, you will be," he huffed. His breath tickled my fur inside my ears. "Don't worry I'll let you go after_I feel like you've been _punished enough." He manhandled my sore ass for a bit before continuing his spanking. Dev's a big tiger, and even though he's angry with me right now, he's still holding back on his spanking, if not a little. So, he didn't want to hurt me, too much at least.

It was the weirdest thing . . . with each slap of his paw the more and more my hardness slipped out of my sheath. No, stop, I told my warm sheath. You will not enjoy this, you hear me?! But no matter how much I willed myself to stop from getting hard, it was to no avail. The spanking hurt, sure, but this dominant air around Dev was hot.

"Well, well," he chuckled. "Will you look at that puny little thing. I can barely feel it inside my maw sometimes. No wonder you're such a good bottom." His tongue snaked out and bathed the ear nearest to him. "Maybe if you're a good boy, I'll let you play with it. Then again, maybe not."

"What?!" I yelled, wincing as he gave me a particularly hard slap. "Y-you can't do . . . that . . . You can't just leave me hard like this--you can't! You have to let me cum."

"Silence," he growled, yanking the collar, and me, toward him. "You're in no position to tell me what I can and can't do. Just for talking back, I don't think I will let you cum." I couldn't tell if he was joking or not, and at this point, I was too afraid to ask. I hope he was. . . .

"P-please . . ." I whimpered, "I'll be good, I promise." I gave a low whine and nodded vigorously. I wanted to cum--no, needed to cum.

"That's my girl," he moaned as rubbed himself against me. His cock left streaks of pre against my thigh. "Now," he said as he sat down. He laid me across his lap--like a cub with his pants down and being spanked and scolded. Father had me in this position a few times to discipline me. God, I did not miss those days. "To finish punishing you." His paw came across my exposed ass, and a low thwack rung in my ears. The first few times were fun and a little thrilling, now though, it was started to leave my ass sore--and I'd much reach have it sore in a different way.

"H-hey," I tried to say before a loud yelp escaped me. I know he'd never intentionally harm me, but that one hurt. . . "Hey! Dev, that hurt." I tried to use my paws, which were still bound behind me to cover myself from his paw, but he just pushed them aside.

Instantly his paw clamped around my muzzle. "What I'd tell you about talking back?" he growled. "Besides, you know you're loving it." He rested his paw on me, and instinctually, I winced, expecting another blow. He didn't though; instead, he caressed my cheeks gently.

I was, I thought. Now, not so much anymore.

"I suppose you've had enough," he said. "What do you think?"

If I could any faster I would.

"Alright, time for the next part." He got up and walked out of my field of view. I dreaded what he had in store for me next. He flipped me over, and I could see a bottle of lube on the nightstand. Thank God, maybe now he'll fuck me. But instead of slickening himself up, he spread my legs and worked a slick finger under me. He had such a lascivious grin on his short-striped muzzle, and I began to wonder if he had pure intentions for me.

His finger found my tailhole, but he didn't press his finger in. He only held it there, circling my hole for a while. The interaction was killing me. Just when I thought he was going to slide into me, he removed the pressure there and just worked his finger against me again.

I looked into his eyes with a begging stare. To indicate I wanted him to continue I pressed my rear against his paw. "Please . . ." I said in a high voice.

That only caused his grin to widen. He pressed his finger back against me and, with a sigh of relief, slipped his finger inside me. I could feel his finger warm its way inside until he found my prostate, rubbing his a few times.

I gasped when he found my pleasure button. During this whole thing, I was stuck in this constant state of horiness. So, it was nice to know we were moving forward to--

Wait . . . why'd he stop? His fingertip was still pressed into my prostate, but it wasn't moving. He just held his finger there, against my prostate. No, no, no, no . . . . he can't stop now. We were just getting started.

I squirmed against my restraints; the pleasure was almost too much. I wanted him to continue and fuck me, cock or not. Being kept on the edge of pleasure was unbearable.

And then he started rubbing my inside again, working his fingertip against my pleasure bottom before stopping again. But this time a slick paw wrapped around my hard and throbbing cock. He wasn't jerking me off, only cupping me inside his paw loosely. I gasped as curled his finger inward, pressing a little firmer this time. My cock jutted inside his paw and a clear strand of precum hit my chest.

Dev growled deep inside his chest before chuckling. "See? Even your tiny cock knows what you truly are: a squirming little slut. Pathetic," Dev smiled. There was something about that smile that made my fur stand on end and my tailhole clench around him. It was devilishly mischiefs.

Dev really started working his finger inside me, dragging his finger against my prostate as pulled back. The paw around me switched from stroking up to my dribbling tip before ever slowly slipping it back down to my knot. I couldn't help squirm some more; I was starting to get close--

And this he stopped altogether: his finger against me and his paw around me.

The look on his face told him I had figured out what he was doing. No . . . he was edging me with some orgasm denial. "D-d-Dev," I stuttered as he made another pass of my prostate. "C-c-can we t-talk about this? Please?!" I begged. "You can fuck me as hard as you want, I promise, just not this," I hissed the last part. I don't care if I couldn't walk or sit properly for a week if it means not having to deal with this torture.

Dev stopped mid-edge to my proposal. "Temping . . . but I'm fine with this, thank you," he stated simply. He worked me over and over, and each time I was close to the edge he would stop and let it die down before building my orgasm back up again. "This is supposed to be a punishment, remember? You'll get to cum only when I deem it fit too."

Now I really worked against my bindings. I had to think of a way out of this. I don't know how much more of this I think I could take. "W-wait," I started to say. "I'm sorry, I'll be a good boy. I promise I'll stop being . . . me, so much . . ."

Dev stopped actually stopped his edging and looked down at me. His features softened, and he gave me a genuine smile. "No, you won't, but . . . it's what I love you the most about you, just being you--even if it does get you in trouble . . . I wouldn't have you any other way." H released my cock and stroked my face lovingly.

Then why are you doing this to me?! I wanted to say. I wanted to say a lot of things but decided to keep my muzzle shut. I knew if I did speak my mind, it's only prolonged my torment longer. Considering how fucking hard my cock was, was something I didn't want to do. The pressure inside my knot was really starting to build--but here I was, laid out before my tiger, and being kept on this constant edge of sweet release.

Dev must really be enjoying this with how much his barbed cock was dripping and throbbing. I had to imagine this was just as much torture for him. He was too preoccupied with teasing me that he didn't have time to play with himself. I wanted to touch him, taste him, but with my paws secured over my end, I couldn't. And I could do was grip the pillow with each pass of my prostate or the jerk of my cock in his paw.

"Okay, I think you deserve to cum," he said after another minute or so of this. "How about you?"

"Yesssssss!" I howled. "Please Dev, I can't take any more of this! My knot feels like it's about to burst."

"Is that so?" He reached down and gently gripped my sensitive knot.

I gasped and arched my back against his touch. Yes, just let me cum, please, I repeated to myself over and over until even that was impossible to think about once Dev jerked and fingered me. I was so close, almost there . . . "Dev, I'm about too,"--

I splashed cold water across my face. I had just stepped out of the shower after cleaning myself. The faint scent of fox musk permeated the air. I hope Dev still has a bottle of NetraScent around, or else I don't know how we were going to clear out the musky room. I can only imagine what this scent was doing to my tiger. Sure enough, when he stood in front of the doorway, I could see the clear sign of his boxers tenting. It was certainly a sight to behold.

Dev stepped inside. "You ok?" he asked, concerned. But there was a faint smile on his lips. He reached down and nonchalantly adjusted/stroked himself. He stepped inside and rested a loving paw on my shoulder, squeezing it gently.

"Yes," I said. I filled a glass of water and quickly drank it. It helped quell my lust, but not by much. God, this is embarrassing. I mean, something like this has never happened to me.

"Good." He nodded and looked me up and down. "By the way, I put on some new sheets on the bed. I still can't believe you--" I quickly cut him off by hold up a finger to silence him.

"Don't," was all I said. I had to agree with him, though. In all my horny, sexual years never have I had a wet dream before. That's why Dev had to change out the sheets. I had, um, made a bit of a mess on them, and myself. I've heard of guys who's had them but never did I think I'd have one, now, at my age. I wasn't some horny teen anymore. I was a horny adult . . .

Dev leaned back against the door frame. "So, what were you dreaming about," he asked. There was almost a giddiness to the question, and that's not how I'd describe Dev. He did genuinely look interested, and I can imagine why after what just happened.

"Oh God, Dev please." I buried my face into my paws, blushing. "I'm never going to live this down, am I?"

Dev only grinned. "Nope." He grabbed my paw and let me back into bed, before laying down with me.

Shit.

I stood in front of Dev, readjusting both my mini-skirt and a leather collar around my neck again. I don't think I could blush any more than I already am. "Do I really have to wear this?" I asked. I've cross-dressed before, and have no problem with it, but something about this maid outfit felt . . . dirty. Again, don't really have a problem with it, but it's everything Dev presented alongside it.

Dev simply shrugged. "It was your idea to try this BDSM shit."

I rolled my eyes. "And I do, but this?" I asked, waving a paw at my outfit. I really didn't think he'd do--or go all out as he did . . . I figured he'd shackle to the bedpost and fuck me; apparently, he had other plans. I want to be happy for him for trying new things, but not when it affects my ability to get off.

Again, that grin creased his muzzle. "I thought it'd look cute on you, and I was right." Dev held up the small remote in his paw, his finger teasing the button.

Why did I agree to do this? I wondered. Every time I moved, I felt the chastity cage brush against my sheath. Not only was I wearing that, and this stupid costume, but my paws were bound in front of me with Dev's Christmas present, and a vibrator on the cage and inside me. I glared at him. "I swear, if you lose the key to this stupid cage, I _will_leave you."

Dev snorted. "Whatever you say," he said. "Now, don't you have a room to clean?"

"Yes . . . Daddy . . ." I blushed. My ears and face felt like they were on fire. How am I the one embarrassed over this, and not him?

Dev tried to hide his snicker. "Daddy? I didn't ask for that, but sure, we'll roll with it."

My ears folded back and glared at the smirking tiger. "Dev, I did mean to--" I warned.

"Ah ah ah--Daddy," he corrected. From the way his tail was lashing behind him, he was enjoying this more than I was. "Don't you have an apartment to clean?"

I suppressed a growl and the urge to crack the feather duster I was holding over his head. I have a small curtsey and went about cleaning things. "Yes, Daddy." I barely started when Dev start one of the two vibrating eggs attached to me. This caused me to stumble a little bit. The vibration rung against my cage to my sheath. I bit my lip and tried not to moan.

"Good boy," Dev said. He sat on the couch and watched me while I worked, occasionally stroking himself. "Make Daddy proud and I'll give you a special reward."

If it'll get this cage off me and for you to fuck me, then I'll do whatever it takes, I thought. I went about dusking the furniture again. Surprisingly, they were dirty again, which I couldn't understand. I just cleaned the place three days ago. How was this place so dirty again? What, did Dev set up a dust bomb before this? I reach out with the feather duster to get the top of the window frame. It was hard to do with both my paws cuffed together.

"I believe the coffee table could use some cleaning," Dev said.

I turned around and gave him a bemused look. "Doesn't look dirty to me," I said.

"You have to come around to my side and see it."

I grumbled as I walked over and stared down at the surface. "Still don't see any dust."

"It's there, just Daddy. Why don't you bend down and take a closer look?"

Fine. I'll play along. I bend in front of him, flagging my tail in the process. I started dusting the table just to amuse him. Out of nowhere, the vibrator in my ass turned on as Dev set it to full volume. My legs buckled under me as a shockwave of pleasure flooded my body. "Al-all did, Daddy . . ." I panted. I could feel my tip dribbling pre as the vibe was pressed again my prostate. My moaning only got louder as the vibrator on my cock turned up to full vibrator too. "D-D-Daddy . . . please, it's too much." My needy cock pressed again the cage over my sheath painfully. Fuck! I need this damned contraption of me! The feeling of being trapped within my sheath was unbearable.

Dev leaned over me and started rubbing one of my ears. "Is my pretty little maid being overstimulated?"

"Y-yes," was all I could say. The vibrators in and on me were turned down to their lowest setting. My body relaxed once it did so. I huddled against the coffee table for a bit, just trying to catch my breath. I was panting so hard; it was like I just ran a marathon. I took a deep breath and finished dusting the "dirty" table. "All clean Daddy."

"I don't think so," he asked, his voice dripping with conceit. "There's still one more thing you need to clean."

When I turned around, Dev looked down at me. Slowly, he licked his lips and stroked his hard, throbbing member. His paw worked his hardness before stopping at his tip, tapping his cock pointedly. He reached down and curled a finger under my chin and raised my muzzle until I was eye-level with him. He grinned toothily at me before saying, "Won't you be a good boy and help polish my happy stick?"

I gulped as I looked down at his throbbing cock. It was the strangest thing; I was awash with intimidation. And was one thing I never felt with him--not since that night he barged into my room two years ago. I wonder if this was the opposing team felt with Dev charging at them. Actually, the thought of it was kind of hot. Maybe after this, we could do some role-playing with me being an offensive runner for The Dragons, trying to get in his corner, and Dev is revving the take me down. But, that's for later--hopefully.

I reached out a shaky paw and wrapped my fingers around his feline-hood. I gave him a few strokes before inching my nose close to it. It reeked of sweat and feline musk, and it was intoxicating. I nosed my way from the base of his shaft, near his sheath, all the way up to his dribbling tip. My breath wash over his cock before I wrapped my lips around it. I nursed in it my muzzle, and a shiver ran down both of us. I couldn't help but moan a little.

Dev laid back as I lapped at him. His right paw reached up and gently cursed my ear. "That's a good boy, keep doing that," he said. He rested his head back, smiling, and his tail lolled next to him. With a skilled muzzle like mine, it wasn't hard to make him happy. I knew all the spots that caused him to shudder. Of course, he also knew all of mine, too.

I curled my tongue around his tip, teasing his barbs--just how he likes it. That caused his breathing to pick up. I want to hear more of that--needed more of his delicious cock in my muzzle. It was like a ravenous hunger that was consuming me. The only thing that was stronger than the need of him in my muzzle, was the need of him inside me. The thought alone caused my tail to hike up a bit, and me to clench down on the toy inside me.

A dribble of pre trickled down his shaft, and instinctually I licked up it. I stuck with slow, long, deliberate licks to draw out this moment between us, and when his cock was all but covered in my saliva, I went to work on actually sucking him off. I worked him in and out of my muzzle, slowing down when I got near his tip. I cupped his balls in my paw, gently tugging on them.

Dev sighed happily. He was still rubbing my ear, and despite this being such an intimate act, it was nice to see his gentle side. Though he was letting me do all the work, he was also letting me go at my own pace and not forcing me to go faster.

That is until he spread his legs a bit more to give me better access to his equipment. He scooted his butt closer to the edge of his seat and gave a slow thrust into my watering maw. The paw that was rubbing my ear went to rest between them, holding me in place. "I think it's time to pick up the face a little bit, don't have all night here."

I rolled my eyes and continued sucking on a dripping tiger pop. I was still enjoying the act. To show how much I want it, I pulled all the stops and tricks I know to get Dev riled up. I took him deep in my throat several times and slowly slide up, using my lips to create a seal. My muzzle was liked a warm, wet vacuum--and right now it was sealed around my tigers' delicious cock.

Dev squirmed as I blew him, and much he was trying to suppress it, he couldn't help but moan. If by instinct, hips thrust into my face, wanting more of the pleasureful feeling. Dev was getting close with how much he was leaking onto my tongue.

Sorry, Daddy, I thought. Your little maid is taking charge for a moment. Can't have you blow too soon--at least . . . not until you've taken this damn cage off me. I held his hips in place and gave long, torturous licks from the base of his shaft all the way up to his tip. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Dev hold up a shaking paw. It was the one with the remote.

His finger must have slipped by accident before by my prostate and cock was assaulted by the full vibration of the toys. I slipped his cock out of my muzzle and yelped. "Fuck!" I squirmed in front of Dev and tried to speak through my panting. "D-Dev . . . Toys . . ." I took in deep, sharp breaths. The toys were just too much at this speed. The overstimulation was almost unbearable.

"Oh!" Dev said before turning on the toy. I gave a sigh of relief. "Sorry about that . . . I hope I didn't overdo it with the teasing there."

I shook my head smiled. I got up and straddled his hips. "Big bad Daddy is so caring." I looked into his eyes and winked. This had kind of taken us out of our role-playing, but I didn't mind. "Always looking out for your little fox." I licked his nose lovingly before planting various kisses around his muzzle and lips. Dev welcomed my intruding tongue, held me tightly against him. "So, my riling really did the trick huh," I teased. I wiggled back a bit until his cock was nestled against my ass cheeks.

Dev laughed. "Yeah, it did. You have no idea how close I was to cumming, then and there." His paws held my sides and gently stroked them lovingly. His claws felt great as they tickled my skin.

I shrugged nonchalantly. "What can I say? I know my way around a cock." Thank God for my years of experience in that skill.

Dev leaned in and rubbed his nose against mine "Yes, you do." He continued caressing me, and I leaned in and rested my muzzle against his shoulder. I enjoyed the feeling of being in his big, strong arms. Of course, the cock nestled between my ass wasn't half bad either.

I don't know how long we stayed cuddled up like this--not enough to cause his erection to dissipate.

Dev blew out a breath before pushing me away until we could stare into each other's eyes. "So," he said slowly, "Did you want to finish this?" He gave me a sideways look and toothy grin; his eyelashed against the couch excitedly.

My tail wag vigorously behind me. "God yes," I said. I looked pointedly at my caged sheath. "Does that mean--"

"You're still wearing that," he said.

"But, why?" I asked. I couldn't help the whine in my voice.

Dev chuckled. "Don't worry, I won't be that cruel to you. You'll get it off soon, I promise. After I've had my way with you first."

I whined again. "Fine . . . Daddy," I pouted. I'll admit, though, I'm loving_this new side of Dev. I held on tightly as Dev carried me to the bedroom. Both his paws were under my skirt, cupping my rear. _I was holding off for dear life, hoping Dev wouldn't accidentally drop me.

He did end up dropping me once we reached the foot of the bed. I sprawled out on the bed, spreading my legs to my tiger could get a better look at my assets . . . even if it was locked away at the moment. God, I hope he takes this damned thing off me soon. You have no idea how uncomfortable it is to be horny and be able to show it. The tip of my shaft pressed painfully against the small opening, want to slip more out, but being unable to. It felt like the inside of my sheath was on fire with how much lustful heat was radiating from it. I know that doesn't make sense, but it's what my brain was describing at the moment. Everything about my body, including my crotch, felt how right now--all because I'm so fucking horny! Damn you, Dev!

Dev let out a deep rumble when he looked down at me. He stood over me, rubbing himself deliberately with a smirk. With that dominating stare he gave me, the curl of his lips and leather harness wrapped around his chest, Dev was dripping_with a Daddy vibe, and it was _hot as fuck.

He walked around to the side of the bed and asked me to close my eyes.

I gave him a weary look.

"What, don't you trust me?" he asked coyly.

"No," I stated plainly.

"Fox . . . you wound me . . ." he grinned. "Please close your eyes?"

I rolled my eyes before closing them. I could hear her getting closer, the bedsheets creased as he leaned against them, and then he raised my paws above my head. I heard a click, and then my wrists were secured to the bed frame. I still had my eyes closed, so I couldn't see what the wrist cuffs were attached to. I'm just surprised I didn't notice it first--whatever it was. He must have hidden it under the pillows.

I heard him briefly leave the room before returning.

"Okay, you can open your eyes now," he said.

Slowly I opened them. I could see Dev standing in front of me, with something hidden behind his back. I could only get what that was. When I looked up, my suspicions were confirmed true. Wrapped around one of the woods boards was a thick leather strap, and attached to it was my wrist. I pulled on them to test it out. The cuffs were snug around my wrist, so it won't be easy to slip out of them, and the strap connected to them barely budged when I put some force to pull it off.

Dev leaned down and brandished the small remote behind his back, and instinctually, my ears folded back and my tail curled between my legs. He turned the devices on low before crawling onto the bed. His face was close to my crotch and his arms were wrapped around my thighs, looking close to his amazing muzzle. He gave slowly, teasing licks at my caged cock, knowing full well, I couldn't feel it. The way his tongue pressed against the cold metal, made me shiver. It rasped against the opening, and instinctually, my hips pressed forward--as if it would do any good.

I squirmed as he must have cranked up the vibration on the toys. That wasn't the worst part, it was the fact that I could feel his tongue on me, but not _on_me. I wouldn't mind the vibrating toys, because, really, they feel amazing, if only I could feel his warm, wet tongue on my throbbing hardness. But I couldn't, and the vibrating eggs only gave me mild pleasure. They were just teasing me cruelly; keeping me on edge with pleasure, but not enough to push me over the top. No, I would need something harder, and bigger for that.

When will he fuck me already? I groaned, gritting my teeth as another shock of pleasure rang out from my teased prostate. Actually, if Dev keeps this up with the toys, I might not need his cock in me. No . . . that's not true, I need him inside me.

The teasing licks against my cage continued. I squeezed my eyes shut and pressed my hips forward as if willing my cock to martialize through the metal. But it was to no avail; it only left me sexually exhausted and frustrated. I wanted this torture to be over!

"Lee," my tiger said in mild annoyance.

Opened my eyes to find an interesting sight before me. As if by instinct, I had raised my foot and pressed it against the top of Dev's head. My ears folded back and gave him a sheepish smile before resting my leg back down.

Despite practically kicking my boyfriend in the head, Dev gave a small chuckle. "I know all this teasing is getting you, trust me, I do,"--he looked pointedly down to my leaking cock--"but it will be worth the way, I promise." He reached over and grabbed the remote, setting the vibration up a little higher. "That should help a bit."

And it did as I gave out soft moans. The vibrations were enough to give me pleasure--but at the same time, I wanted more, more than this childish pleasure, I wanted the real thing. "P-please Dev, please just fuck me!" I don't think I've wanted anything more at this moment than for my tiger to fuck me and fuck me hard.

Again, Dev chuckled before getting over the bed and heading for the drawer we keep the lube. He took out the bottle and started lubing this barbed shaft. He came back around and leaned down, grinding his cock against mine before giving me a deep and passionate kiss. With a slow and gentle tug, he pulled out the vibration toy from my rear. He quickly wrapped it up and put it on the nightstand before aligning himself. "Ready for this, my little maid?" he asked.

I gave quick, short nods while gave letting out a submissive whine. "Yes, Daddy . . ." I said softly. If there was ever such a thing as a bitch voice, this is what it would sound like. I know I'll hate myself for it later; right now, though, I didn't care. I was finally getting something more substantial than that toy.

That was all Dev need before pressing his tip against my entrance. Slowly he sank into me, stretching my tight tailhole. It all felt so . . . wonderful. It was like my body was molding itself to fit perfectly with his cock. When his hard cock pressed against my prostate, it almost took my breath away. "God, yesss . . . " I moaned, using my bitch voice. "More, please . . ."

It wasn't long until he was fully hilted against me. He rested there for a bit, letting me get adjusted. It wasn't necessary though, since the toy had stretched me out pretty good beforehand. I was getting impatient though, so I pressed down against him, letting him know to continue, like, right now.

"Patience stud--" he started to say until I gave him a nasty look. I don't care if he's the one supposed to be in charge, I was not to be tested with. If I could, I would wrap my bound wrist around his next until he fucked me good and hard. No way was I going to let him leave until he did. So, I wrapped my legs around his waist, locking them tightly together.

"Wow, you must really be pent up," he said smugly. He drew back and slowly slide inside, angling his hips so his tip would tease my pleasure button again. After a while, he just rested inside me, wiggling his hips up and down. Tap, tap, tap his tip went, right into my prostate. He was teasing me more!

If I had access to my paws, I think I might actually strangle the smugness out of him. "For fuck sake, shut up and fuck me already!" I shouted. I pulled against my binds, but, again, they wouldn't budge. So, with what little leverage I had, I pushed him away with my legs before pulling them back, slamming him into me. I yipped in pleasure. Yep. That did it. I wondered how long I could keep this up until Dev took back the control.

It didn't take long because Dev slammed into me one more time. He refused to budge when I tried to push his hips back. He held my face, almost tightly and force me to look into his eyes. I could see the pure predatory look in those beautiful yellow spheres. He grabbed the collar around my neck and pulled my face close to his, growling. "Daddy's done playing around. If I want to tease, I'll tease you--and you being the good bitch you are, will take it. Got it?" _ _

I might actually be scared I may have gone too far if Dev hadn't winked down at me. That didn't mean he wasn't half-serious. I was about to respond when Dev gave another roll of his hips, cutting off my response. So, all I could do amidst the pleasure was nod my head vigorously. " Y-yes, D-Daddy," I gasped, unaware I had been holding my breath.

"Good," Dev growled. "Now . . . moan for Daddy." With cat-like reflexes, he attacked my lips with his. He peeled them back before jamming in tongue into my muzzle. Dev barely gave me a chance to catch my breath; every time I was about to, he was there, suffocating me with kisses again and again. And he hadn't stopped his relentless thrusting inside me. Everything about him and his actions were leaving me feeling so overwhelmed.

After a minute or so of this, I was shocked to feel something building inside me. It was slow at first, starting inside my tailhole, then travel cock. It pounded in my trapped knot and was quickly picking up pace. "Oh, oh god!" I cried out. "D-d-Dev, I think . . . I think I'm starting to get close h-here . . ." With how Dev kept tapping my prostate, it wasn't surprising. All this time he had been zeroing in on it, and now, now those floodgates were about to burst.

"Is that so?" he asked coolly.

"Yes!" I yelled, not caring about being silent anymore. I wanted to cum--I wanted to cum so badly! All that teasing and edging had made me building climax euphoric. The only thing that make this so much better was--"Dev, take this thing off me."

"Are you s--" he started to say until I cut him off.

"Now, Dev!" I shouted.

Dev only grinned while fiddling with the key with on paw. He managed to get the key in and turn the lock. His thrust did slow down a little bit as he concentrated on getting the chastity off me quickly, and safely.

Like a rocket launching, my cock shot out, finally free. It didn't take long for my knot to inflate to full size. My cock throbbed in need dripped so much pre that it left a small pool in my stomach. And my knot, it felt it was one touch away from bursting.

This time I wasn't fucking around, I wanted these cuffs off me. I pulled at them again, pulling with all my strength. They moved down a little more, but not much. What . . . the fuck?! I thought. What are these made out of? Did these things and safe release on them or something? "Daddy, I need my paws," I said, indicating to the bound cuffs. "I need to touch myself!"

Dev let out now deep groan as he plowed into me, and I wondered if he had heard me in his own little world there. His hips picked up in pace he fucked me roughly. It kinda hurt, but in a good way, and I was still in a sea of pleasure to feel any real discomfort.

"No," was all he muttered. He uncompacted my body with his, kissing me and rubbing his paws around my thighs sensually.

No? Did he just fucking tell me no?! Fuck, this was like my dream all over again. "D-d-d-Daddy, please!" I wheezed at his cock gave one sharp jab at my prostate. The amount of pleasure radiating from that spot inside me almost caused my eyes to roll back. I don't think I could sound any more desperate as I begged for him to release me.

Dev chuckled. "Don't worry my foxy little maid. Your cock will get touched, just not by you."

I was about to ask him what he meant when all abilities to form words were caught off. Dev hooked his fingers behind my knot and gave it a tug before paw wrapped around my length. He stroked me in time with his thrust. The pressure just kept building and building until--

Dev's barbed one more pace at my poor prostate and his paw squeezed my knot, and just couldn't take it anymore before spurting all over myself. I gave so hard that something wet and sticky hit my nose. My cock throbbed with each spurt, painting my tummy and chest. I don't think I've ever cum that hard before.

It wasn't long until my tiger came himself. He gave a low throaty growl while cumming inside my sore tailhole. He kept pumping his hips until his spurts eventually stopped.

I waited until he was done and relaxed before saying, "You done?" I asked, trying not to sound annoyed. I love experiencing these moments--moments where we can share these euphoric highs with each other. But right now, my arms were starting to get sore. "Can you take these cuffs off now?"

Dev's chest rumbles as he laughed. "Of course." He leaned over and undid the straps around my wrists. Once they were free, he moved around so he could lay on his side and cuddle next to me. "Hope I wasn't too rough with you," he said. He had a lite smile on his lips.

I brought my wrist down, rubbing the soreness away before wrapping my arms around my tiger's neck and pulled him in for a nice. "No . . . it was actually kind of hot."

"Yeah?" he asked, looking into my eyes.

I nodded. "Yeah," I confirmed.

Dev grinned as he looked down his muzzle. "You got something on your nose." I could see the corners of his lips turn up a little more. He started to lower his lips to get it before I stopped him.

Oh, yeah. I flicked out my tongue to lick off the bit of cum off it. It was salty and tasted of me.

"Hey . . ." I was gonna do that." He sounded so disappointed; it was almost comical. "No fair."

I shook my head smiling. "If you want, you can lick the rest of my maid suit," I teased. It was pretty much ruined at his point. There were bits of it scattered across the bed, shredded by Dev's sharp claws. There's also the mess I made on it.

I pressed my face against Dev's chest, breathing him in.

"So . . ." Dev said slowly.

I looked up at him, not liking the sound of his voice. "Yes?"

"What did you want to do with the chastity cage?" he asked.

I gave him a dirty look. "Burn it," I said.

He gave an inquisitive look. "Lee, it's metal. It's not going to burn. Are you sure you don't want to k--"

I quickly cut him off. "Burn. It." I growled, poking his chest to emphasize my words. "Devil device," I said it low under my breath as I eyed the discarded contraption. Why any man would put that on willingly was beyond me.

Dev gave out sharp Ha! before pulling me in and kissing me on the lips. It was nice being in his strong arms likes, though it's not like we aren't in the position most times. It just reaffirmed the love we felt for each other . . . God, this sounds sappy . . .

I did have fun, and wouldn't mind trying this bondage thing again--minus the other part of it.

We laid like this for a couple of minutes, basking in the afterglow. But, eventually, we had to get up and get cleaned. My fur was safe from the outfit I wore, so I didn't have to clean out my fur, thankfully. Under my tail was a different story. I had to clean up off the combination of lube and Dev's spunk.

Of course, by the time we got into the shower, we were kinda ready for another round. Thankfully we just stuck with giving each other a muzzle job. I had my back pressed against the tile while water cascaded around us. Dev's head was gripped between my paws and a fucked his maw. A little payback for him torturing me a couple of minutes ago.

I stood in front of the mirror, preening my cheekruffs while blow-drying my fox parts dry. I had decided to take a longer shower once Dev was finished; I deserved it.

Dev poked his head inside. "What did you want to do with the maid outfit?"

I thought about it briefly. "Let's keep it," I said, giving my tiger a wink. I gave it a quick whiff as it smelled of sex and fox cum. "Wash it first." I could practically see the gleam in Dev's eyes as he nodded. I finished drying myself before walking into the bedroom.

Dev's bondage gear laid abandoned on the bed. I looked at it before shaking my head, smiling. This is one experience wouldn't be forgetting soon.

"What do you want for dinner," Dev called out from the kitchen.

"Coming, Daddy," I said. It was almost impossible to keep my tail from wagging behind me.