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"Before I take this too much further...you were clear on all of the rules, right?"

Dustin and Faye were the kind of couple who understood the importance of affirmative consent: taking for granted that they could do anything just because they were in a committed relationship wasn't their style, but Faye was planning on doing something a little kinkier, that evening...and the fact that she was asking him that question from the seat of his lap was only a hint of how his night was set to go.

"Every time I get something wrong, you're gonna tie down something else," Dustin reiterated. "And if I mess up too many times, you're gonna make me wait until...w-well, I don't recall when , but I'm not getting off tonight..."

Grinning wide and nodding, Faye was glad that her boyfriend was listening so well. "Good boy...but that's the only easy one for you," she claimed, as she rolled forth in his lap and kissed the hood of her clit to the underside of his shaft, but even as it twitched against her, she didn't grant him entry to her body, just yet. "Let's see...easy, but not so easy..."

Dustin knew Faye to be a tease, but he didn't think that she had the patience to sit against the edge of his member and roll back and forth so lazily, when the pleasure of riding his cock was so much greater than what she'd done.

He knew better than to underestimate her, and yet, he'd gone and done it again without realizing it.

"When's my birthday, Dustin?"

Her body went still, letting the eager, warm juices of her arousal spill along the underside of his tool, until they trickled over his sack.

"December 13th," he answered confidently, knowing that one off the top of his head. "You weren't kidding when you said you were starting out easy..."

The first question was easy, but Dustin was taking for granted the fact that he was already tied to the bed, even in a rather limited capacity. There was no need for clothes when the couple was moving toward an obvious end, but the straps that kept his legs spread and tied to the bed posts were a bit out of the ordinary.

Thankfully, Faye was kind enough to put a pillow under his head, but he still wasn't sure if that was actually for his sense of comfort, or if it was part of a grander scheme that she'd hatched.

"Well, it wouldn't be that much fun for me if all I got to do was sit here and judge you for getting wrong answers all night," Faye joked. "I was hoping I'd at least get to take a seat here...and you've earned that much."

The snow leopardess placed one paw flat against the base of his tummy, rolled herself forward on her knees, and using her other paw to hold his shaft steady, she rolled back into place, letting his tip part her delicate, soaking petals with a single stroke.

Moving back and down onto his twitching bodice, Faye took her time with the first pass, making sure that her juices were adequately spilled over his length before she captured the rest of it in her passage...but she only rolled back once, settling in place and watching Dustin's face twist up with delight as she did.

She knew he wanted her to keep moving, but he was going to have to earn every thrust that night; he was just starting to get that point.

"Something the matter, baby?" she asked, capturing the golden stare of his eyes and admiring how much restraint he exercised: he _could_have gotten away with pumping up into her, but his hips, save for the occasional quiver, were utterly still against her. "Poor kitty looks like he's already about to pop..."

The snowball cat was resisting the urge to put his paws to good use on Faye's naked bodice, but he knew better than to make such a bold, daring move when she was the one in control.

That level of restraint wasn't going to win him the next thrust, but...it was going to keep him out of trouble, if only for the moment.

"You do feel heavenly," he admitted through a wince, "But you know I've got more endurance than that, love."

"You certainly do, but if you get this next one wrong, it's not like you're gonna have any need for it..."

Dustin gulped, feeling the intensity and sincerity in the depths of Faye's stare.

"Second question...what is my favorite color?"

Eyes that were normally too soothing a shade of blue to be frightening were keeping Dustin on edge, but he couldn't genuinely recall if she'd ever told him such a thing before.

It was a basic question, however, and he had limited choices to pick from: throwing out a quick guess almost seemed better than admitting that he didn't know the answer offhand.

"It's blue, right?" he asked, rather than answering confidently. "But light blue, more specifically..."

Feeling the reflection of her own stare, she knew he was looking at the shade of her eyes as he spoke, but whether it was just his appreciation or a lucky guess, she shrugged her shoulders...and finally rolled her hips again, leaning forth and then tossing her rump back in a full, eager thrust.

"That's one of them...I didn't want to make it too hard on you right from the start," she claimed, but she didn't know what a sense of relief she'd given the younger feline with her words. "I'll give you a little break to enjoy your prize...since I'm...c-certainly enjoying it...but then the questions are g-gonna get a lot harder..."

Her palms came to rest on the base of his tummy, forcing her arms to frame up her breasts; it was no mistake, and Dustin knew it, but he was doing all he could to keep his paws flat at his sides, unsure if he was allowed to reach up and grasp them.

He was desperate to feel that tender flesh in his grip, but until she said the word, he could only rest on the flat of his back and watch those full, tender breasts bounce with the eager weight of her dropping body.

"I can practically feel your stare, Dustin...you're hardly being subtle about it..."

"When have I ever been subtle about how much I like your tits?" he asked, feeling his lungs draw on quicker puffs of air as his girlfriend brought even greater pleasure to his mortal coil.

Faye snickered and threw her body into his own with a greater intensity on that thrust, making sure that his sack bounced into the back of her thighs as she did. "You never have been, but if you really want to touch them so badly...and you know I want you to...which one do I want you to suck the most?"

Dustin's lips were trembling, and he was sure a hint of spittle was gathered on the end of his tongue at the prospect of getting a sample of her tasty flesh.

As she lifted her paws to her chest and cupped each delicate morsel for his viewing pleasure, she tweaked her nipples between pinched, eager digits and brought a fresh moan to the cusp of her lips, but she didn't give him any further clues than that; the question was completely unfair, and realizing he couldn't know the answer, Dustin accepted a certain reality.

As much as Faye might have wanted him to suckle her breasts with his skillful lips, she was far more excited by the idea of tying his paws together and forcing them over his head.

"Three...s-seconds...better hurry!"

He knew that whatever answer he gave, she would just tell him it was the other...so he decided to have his fun with the act, as he leaned up as much as he could: there was just enough of a range of motion for his torso to snap up into her own.

His lips latched over the right breast and took the nipple for a brief, delicate suckle, just before he felt a push against his shoulders, sending him right back down to the pillow.

"I'm guessing t-that was your way of answering," Faye spoke with a hint of a tremble in her voice, having enjoyed his attempt so much that she was already regretting stopping him...but she'd give herself something to do that was every bit as fun as being serviced. "But I was really hoping you'd go for the left tit, Dustin."

Licking his lips and letting them seal in a fang-filled grin, Dustin made it clear that he had no regrets about his attempts, nor his methods. "If only you'd just told me that, I'd probably still be latched onto it."

"Kitties and their milk...just can't ever get enough, can they?" she teased; leaning into her own breast and pushing the flesh up toward herself, she was just able to flicker the end of her tongue over the yet untouched nipple, perking it for Dustin's viewing pleasure...but it proved little more than a taunt; he wouldn't be getting to sample it anytime soon. "I sure hope you got your fill with that sample, though...because it came at a very high price."

A quiet schlick followed her body as she pushed herself away from his hips, leaving his cock basted in a healthy helping of her natural arousal...but a chill followed as it was left to twitch and throb in the air, just out of reach of the petals of her womanhood.

"I make you moan, and you decide to punish me? That _hardly_seems fair."

"You didn't follow the rules, baby. You knew there'd be consequences for that."

Dustin was a fan of letting a woman work him over, and Faye absolutely loved getting to put a boy in their place, provided there was plenty of aftercare afterwards...in that way, they made a fantastic couple, and no matter what he had to endure along the way, Dustin knew there was a light at the end of the tunnel, and relief at the end of the night.

Before he reached it, however, he knew he'd be punished that much further: the length of rope being passed over his wrists and tied into a thick, unbreakable knot was just the start of it, but the slack being tugged back over his head and tied up to the headboard was far from the end of it.

"Now, if you manage not to break the rules again, this is as bad as it's gonna get...but if you slip up again or get another question wrong, I'm gonna have to get really creative with what I do to you," Faye admitted. "Honestly, I'm just trying to sit on your dick and milk the cum out of you...why's that gotta be such a chore?"

It was clear enough in her tone, but a brief wink made it exceptionally obvious that she was simply toying with the lucky feline.

That luck seemed to be swinging back the other direction as she patted the knot on the headboard and stepped back over his torso, letting a few errant, eager drops of her natural arousal spill upon his chest; her need was unbridled, and the delicious warmth of her petals kissed upon the tip of Dustin's cock once more as she returned to her favorite position.

"Not sure how I could..._fuck...t-that's hot..._how I could possibly screw up anymore than I already have," Dustin thought he was ready to be taken once more, but that brief respite from her heated, welcoming passage meant his length was almost chilled in her absence: being dipped back into the warmth again was an overwhelming, but utterly delightful treat. "Maybe I could g-get some fair questions?"

Her eyes narrowed on her lover for a moment, and the snow leopardess went completely still, pausing her gait just before she made it back to her smooth, satisfying pace.

She could have punished him just for giving her that bit of attitude, but she decided that a play on his words was equally unfair, with just enough time and opportunity for her to bring herself closer to a climax.

"Fair questions? Are you sure you want to c-claim that I haven't been fair to you, Dustin?"

She was struggling with her words just as much as he was, finding that her boyfriend was every bit as talented with his hips when they were the only part of his body that he could properly move.

Meeting his pace and thrusting up and down as much as she was rolling into him, Faye was stealing as much pleasure from his girth as she could, but knowing that he was loving it and drawing closer to his own release was a wonderful byproduct: hers was a very playful and loving kind of dominance, and dragging out the experience for as long as possible was just the means to a blissful end.

"You've...y-you've been..."

The feline winced and sucked in a deep breath as he tried his best not to give in, but he was getting closer to his release than he _should_have been, that early on.

Faye just kept finding new ways to get to him, and if he didn't find some way to slow her pace, he was going to make his biggest mistake by finishing before she'd given him the right to.

"You've been completely fair," he suggested, but his tone was strained and getting worse with every passing word and every glorious clench of her inner muscles around his shaft.

She giggled at his strain, taking a rather effortless appearance in contrast to his struggle. "That's what I thought," she murmured. "Let's see...c-can I come up with some fair questions? It might take me a minute, but...o-oh... oh! I've got one that I'm sure you'll be able to answer..."

Gripping his hips without warning and using that extra leverage, Faye sent her body into a rapid pump, bouncing on Dustin's lap with even greater intensity and milking him as hard as her inner muscles possibly could...but she wouldn't quite be able to push him over the edge, no matter how she tried.

Impressed by his dedication, Faye focused on her own pleasure for a moment and brought the heel of her wrist back to the hood of her clit, letting that extra weight press over the sensitive nub.

"What was..._nnngod..._w-what was the very first fair ride...t-that you ever took me on?"

Precum splashed about inside of her vaginal passage as Faye worked at Dustin as hard as she ever had, but she was a little worried about her own pace: she was hardly able to finish the question without being pushed over the edge, and she recognized the rapid throbbing of her boyfriend's length inside of her...

...She had to slow down if she was going to keep up the illusion of punishing him, but edging him a little closer to his release each time, she knew she was in for one hell of a mess when she finally gave him the clearance he was after.

"I have no idea...n-no idea...I can't think of anything but you, Faye!" he praised her as he rolled his hips into her rapid, slamming body, but he couldn't quite match her with such a limited range of motion. "I'm...I'm g-gonna-

"After a comment like that? N-no you're not ," she replied, keeping as much defiance in her voice as she could and lifting from the blissful pulse of his shaft just in the nick of time. "You didn't even try to get the right answer...and here I was, thinking that was a special moment between the two of us!"

Knowing that she was teasing him all the while, Dustin wasn't too worried about getting the answer wrong, and doing so was the only way to avoid filling Faye before she was ready.

It was trading one punishment for another, but even in the clarity that came during their brief respite, he couldn't think of what the first ride they'd gone on together was...until the truth hit him, his eyes widened, and she grinned at his acceptance.

"Mmhm...we didn't go on any rides the first time we went to the fair," she said, seeing that he'd put the pieces together. "Because you weren't feeling so great, and I didn't want to go on them alone...you were just s-so damned cute, and just like right now, I...I was just happy to be around you..."

As much as she treated it as a punishment, Faye dismounted as quickly as she did to prevent her own climax, but she could feel that she was already on the verge of it, and letting those sensations ebb was proving a harder task than she initially imagined.

There was no point in putting off the inevitable any longer, but just riding his face wasn't a punishment, in of itself.

"Hopefully that last bit hasn't changed?" Dustin asked, smiling with a bit more nerve at the corners of his lips than he usually would have.

Faye smiled wide and shook her head. "Not in the least, baby. I just hope you're still having fun, because...you've got one more punishment coming."

Dustin thought she might have forgotten that part, if they just kept talking.

He didn't have quite that much luck about him, but seeing a leash and collar come out of the nightstand, he wasn't sure if he should have been thanking his lucky stars, or cursing them in tongues long forgotten.

"You sure you don't want to just sit back down where you were and finish yourself off?" Dustin asked, knowing that he wouldn't have the words to protest in just a few more moments.

He felt a kiss coming down upon his lips before he felt the clutch of leather around his neck and the clip of metal around the back, but it was every bit as brief as it was delightful, leaving his lips with a distant tingling after just a moment or two.

"You and I both know that I'd love to do that, but...then you'd get off, too, and I'm afraid part of your punishment is having to wait a little bit longer while I take care of business another way," Faye explained. "Weren't you wondering why I put that pillow under your head at the start?"

Everything clicked at once, as the feline swallowed back a nervous gulp. "...You planned for everything to go this way from the start, didn't you?"

"It wasn't a concrete plan, I wouldn't say," Faye claimed. "It was actually pretty fluid, but...I had a feeling it would all end up just like this, so I came prepared...not that you seem to mind."

Reaching back with a paw and cupping the head of his cock, Faye took a sample of Dustin's precum right to her lips and made a spectacle of licking her palm clean. "Nope. You don't mind one bit, love...and I know you don't mind this part of your punishment, either."

Tugging firmly on the leash and lowering herself to her knees, Faye brought Dustin's lips up to the mound of her womanhood before she reached the mattress again. Straddling his short, narrow muzzle and forcing him to embrace the full, unbridled aroma of her sex, she was delighted to feel his tongue getting right to work on her petals, but that only reignited the fires of climax that she was trying to douse.

Her toes curled into the bedspread as she realized what a short ride it was truly going to be; she only hoped Dustin's tongue could keep up with the mess she was about to make.

"Get that tongue in there...d-deeper, baby..."

A brief tug on the end of the collar was more than enough to bury Dustin's tongue in the warm, eager depths. His lips were forced to kiss upon the petals of her womanhood as he stayed in close, but it wasn't as simple as being held in place: Faye found her bearings and rocked her hips against the end of his muzzle with as much, if not more intensity than she'd given to the shaft of his member.

With only his tongue for her inner muscles to clench around, she needed a little more attention to her clit in order to get the job done; her free paw was already drifting back toward the sensitive nub, allowing a pair of digits to swirl in tiny circles, at first.

"That's it!"

As Dustin's tongue proved itself to be more than up to the task, Faye made the silent decision to reward him in the best way that she currently could.

Getting up from his muzzle was proving a difficult task, and when the first wave of her orgasmic release struck her body, it became impossible...but there was just enough strength left in the very tip of her tail to flicker back and tickle over the tip of Dustin's twitching length, reminding it that he might still know the bliss of his own climax, if he was faithful all the way through the act.

Skilled as Faye was, however, she couldn't quite wrap the full slack of her thick, fluffy tail around her lover's tool. The best she could manage was the errant, teasing brush of the tail against the side of his shaft, leaving her focus on the pleasure that continued to build between her thighs.

"Sorry in...in advance...if I...d-drown you," she managed to offer those words, but they brought no comfort to Dustin, who felt his length throbbing that much harder at the idea of drinking his way through the juices of Faye's release.

Already, he was struggling to keep up with the plentiful, silky warmth of her natural arousal, but as Faye stiffened up and pounded straight down on her lover's muzzle, an excess trickle forced Dustin to work that much harder to keep up.

It was a valiant effort, and Faye was the benefactor of a skillful tongue sliding in and out of her fluttering passage, tickling her petals and, when it could, brushing over the base of her clit before the slack was stuffed back into her body.

The poor boy's muzzle was a soaking mess by the _middle_of the release: Faye could only imagine what a volume he'd be dealing with by the time she was doing quivering.

"Fuck...t-that's good, Dustin...that's soooo f-fucking good! Yes!" she praised him every step of the way, despite the fact that she was supposed to be punishing him. "Keep going...lick...l-lick it all up, baby!"

Her claws nearly pierced her own palm as she yanked the lead and tugged on the end of his collar one more time, just needing to feel the subtle vibrations of his purr against her mound. The delicate rumbling and eager warmth that came with his touch was enough to force her thighs to clench around his skull, and finally, she thrashed back from his muzzle and leaned over.

Knees spread wider and wider until Faye's womanhood slipped from the end of Dustin's soaked muzzle and dropped to his neck, but she wasn't crushing him: she only quivered in place, her petals dripping the last of their juices upon his throat from the slightest distance.

"After all...all of that punishment...y-you still didn't lick it all up?" she asked, but the tease that was present in her voice before was trying to return; she knew it wasn't possible to keep up with that much of a flood, no matter how skillful he was. "You were doing s-so well that I thought I might be able to grant you that orgasm after all, but now, I'm not so sure..."

Trapped in place, panting with effort and straining against his bondage, Dustin wasn't sure how he managed to contain his climax in the face of the Faye's sensuality.

When her tail, fully focused, managed to settle over the dripping tip of his cock, he could only hope that Faye was going to change her mind about his fate.

"Think you're up for one more round of questioning, Dustin...?"