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My Master, The Cougar Part 2

Author's Note: This is a continuation of my furry/human domination story. I hope you enjoy... and that's pretty much it.

The sunlight poured through the window of Master's bedroom, shining its light in my eyes and indicating that morning had come, much to my displeasure; I could've laid with my cougar forever. 'Maybe he'll want to hold me a little more after he wakes up,' I thought hopefully. I tried to rub my eyes, only to find that I was still handcuffed to the bedpost from last night. I suppose I was stuck until Master awoke and maybe, depending on how aroused he was, sometime afterward. I probably would've been able to nudge the cougar to rouse him from his slumber, but his light twitches and murrs in his sleep were far too adorable to even consider waking him.

After a few minutes of enjoying Master's weight on me, I started to feel him coming to. He slowly lifted himself off of me, yawned, and stretched, apparently not noticing the predicament I was in. Eventually, he looked down at me and saw my currently bound wrists. He let out a small chuckle. “You know, you could've woken me. I would've let you out.”

“I didn't want to wake you, Master. It just seems out of line for a slave to wake his master for something as petty as this.” Master rolled his eyes.

“I wouldn't consider having to sleep while you're handcuffed as 'petty'. I wouldn't mind being woken if you were uncomfortable like this.” Master looked down at me for a few moments, seeming to take in my bound form.

“Master? If it's not too much trouble, could you please unlock these handcuffs,” I asked timidly. Master pondered my query for a minute before answering.

“Maybe later. I'd like to take full advantage of this... situation you're in.” Master pressed himself against me as my mind was overcome with lust and surprise. The thought of him using me and me having no choice but to let him do what he liked turned me on to no end. He leaned close and slowly started to slip his length in. I was still sore from last night, so I felt nothing but intense pain as his cock went into my hole. My harsh inhales through gritted teeth and loud whimpers luckily got Master's attention. “Feeling a little sore, I'm guessing?” I vigorously nodded my head, happy that he was aware of my problem. Master paused his insertion for a few seconds before pulling out and sighing. “It's alright. I should've expected you to be a little sensitive since last night was your first time. But I'd still like to finish up, so I hope your mouth isn't sore.” Master grabbed the handcuff keys from the top of his dresser and released me from my bondage. I sat up, rubbed my sore wrists, and stretched my aching muscles for only a few seconds before the cougar pushed me back onto the bed. As I was laying on my back, Master crawled over to me and straddled my shoulders, his hard manhood a mere inches away from my face. I obediently opened my mouth and began to suck on his cock. “Let's see if we can get past that pesky gag reflex of yours. I'd like to get at least half of my dick into your mouth this time.”

Master's pleasure-filled moans spurred me on as I struggled to swallow more of his fuckrod. I didn't dare look at how much of it was left as he pumped it into my mouth with nothing short of animalistic vigor. After he put a few too many inches in, though, I began to gag and choke on his length. Thankfully, Master noticed this and slowed his fucking of my oral cavity. “Keep sucking. God damn, you're doing so good,” the cougar exclaimed. His praises filled me with pride and made me want to pleasure him even more. I tried as hard as I could to relax my throat muscles and pushed on Master's rear so more of his dick could slide into my mouth. “Getting bold, are we? Well, you almost have half of it in, keep going!” I began to push harder on his ass and suck harder in an effort to get even more into my maw. I was determined. I needed more of him inside of me. His beautiful cock would be properly worshiped, I would see to that.

After what seemed like hours of sucking Master off, I decided to cautiously look down to see how much of his dick was left to swallow. To my surprise, I had gotten almost three-quarters of him into me. The cougar seemed to notice too. “Fuck, you're amazing at this. Let's see if you can get it all in,” he said in a haze of lust. I wasn't prepared for his sudden pushing on my head and his hard thrusts down my throat. I immediately began to choke on his cock, but he didn't seem to stop like before. If anything, he was speeding up and pushing me down further. I started tapping him, trying to get his attention as his meat deprived me of oxygen. My vision began to grow black as I desperately tried to get him to stop. After a few more seconds, he thrusted one last time as he roared in orgasmic bliss. His cum had nowhere to go but straight down my throat and into my stomach. Master panted for a few seconds before pulling out of my throat and collapsing beside me as I greedily swallowed air and tried to hold back vomit from swallowing so much jizz in such a short amount of time.

The cougar saw that I was in distress and pulled me close to him. “Heh, sorry, human. I guess I overdid it. Are you alright?” I looked over at him and nodded lightly. He grinned and started petting my hair. “How about we just cuddle for a bit? You didn't really get to cuddle me at all last night.” He was right. Handcuffs do make cuddling a little difficult. I was fairly hungry and was wondering what Master was planning on doing for breakfast, but the lure of his soft fur was too tempting for me to resist; I offered no protests as he shoved my face into his chest fur. God, his fur was soft. I could only describe it as akin to rubbing up against a cloud. His natural scent intoxicated me and sent me into a state of bliss. I reached my hand out and lightly rubbed his ears, much to Master's delight as he purred. I made a mental note about how sensitive his ears were so I'd remember it later. My hands began to wander throughout his body, exploring his various areas and enjoying this time I got to spend with him. As I held him, my mind drifted to my life before, full of worries about the future, juggling school and work, trying to keep everything afloat and if I screwed up once, everything would sink. None of that mattered anymore. My life was entirely free of stress. The only thing that I ever needed to worry about again was pleasing my beautiful cougar master, which I was more than happy to do. He held me against his soft, warm coat until I inevitably fell asleep.

I woke up with my face still buried in Master's fuzz, with a fair amount of my drool added in. I looked to see if he had fallen asleep as well, to find that he was awake and looking down at me with pure adoration. “Did you have a good nap,” the cougar asked amusedly. I blushed and nodded my head timidly. Master took notice of the collection of saliva that I'd left on his chest fur and let out a small chuckle. “Apparently it was a really good nap. Well, we're both probably sweaty from last night anyway, how about we take a shower?” That definitely got my attention. My muscles were still stiff from last night's sleeping dilemma, and the thought of soothing hot water made me sigh contently at the thought. I nodded my head eagerly as Master smiled and motioned for me to follow him to the bathroom. I slowly got out of bed, trying as hard as I could to avoid my sore entrance, but once my foot touched the ground, it immediately buckled under my weight. I felt myself collapse to the floor, but right before I hit the ground, I felt Master's arms around me. I looked up at him and he looked down at me for the longest time before we both burst out laughing. “I guess you really are sore. I screwed you so hard you can't even walk,” the cougar exclaimed. He then carried me all the way to the bathroom and gently placed me on my feet in the shower.

As soon as the cougar turned on the water, my body relaxed and every muscle loosened. Thankfully, Master was holding me up from behind so I could stay on my feet. I leaned back onto his broad, fuzzy chest, let the water fall on me, and slowly closed my eyes. My eyes then shot open in surprise when I felt something caressing my length. I looked back at Master, confused. “It's okay. Just consider this my thanks for last night and this morning.” I smiled and leaned back against him. His paw started by rubbing up and down my shaft. Words could not describe how silky smooth his paw pads were as they gently fondled me, almost to the point of me cumming right there. I tried as hard as I could to hold it back, so I could feel Master's loving strokes some more. I looked down at his petting paw to find that he'd brought out his claws. I was both confused and terrified until he began to very lightly run his index finger claw up and down the length of my cock. The feeling was too much as I exploded all over the shower wall and cried out in ecstasy.

I nearly blacked out from the intense orgasm, but I was able to barely hold on to consciousness. Master looked down at the mess I'd made that was quickly being washed away by the shower water. I looked up at him as he brought his cum-drenched paw up to my face, taking care to avoid the water. “Lick it clean,” the cougar commanded.

I took a few deep breaths to recover from my release before snidely replying, “Couldn't you just wash it off, Master?”. My question was met with a disapproving glare from him. Even though I was joking, I still was slightly scared of making Master angry. I obediently stuck my tongue out and started licking my semen off of the cougar's paw. The sheer humiliation of the moment made me aroused all over again, and it only got worse as I lapped up more and more of my jizz. After a few moments, Master's paw was spotless, but I kept stroking his soft paw with my tongue due to the massive turn-on it became. He began to purr as I popped one of his fingers in my mouth and began to suckle it, with my tongue slowly crawling up and down the length. I could hear Master lightly groaning from my act of... well, sluttiness, to be perfectly honest.

“Don't get me too horny, human. I might have to fuck your sore ass until you're crippled for life,” Master muttered in my ear. My erection instantly jumped at the cougar's threat. The arousal was getting to me, too, just about to the point where I would beg Master to fuck me, even if my back entrance was sore. He seemed to notice this, too, and continued with his dirty talk. “Hmm, I think you're getting turned on by this, you dirty little whore. You want me to fuck you, you dirty cumslut? Even though your sensitive little asshole's already black and blue from one pounding?” I vigorously nodded my head. Master flashed me that seductive grin that I was beginning to adore and pulled me tight against him. “Are you sure you're okay with your hole being pounded again this soon?”

“Yes, Master! Please take me again!”

The cougar grabbed my hair, pulled my face close to his, and growled, “You little slut. Well, if you really want it.” He then latched his paws onto my hips and pulled me right onto his erection. The pain was staggering as he already was able to squeeze at least half of his length in. I was about to let out a scream, but Master's hand immediately covered my mouth so all that came out was a pathetic whimper. Tears began to stream from my eyes due to the agony that was ravaging my entrance, but the water washed them away as quickly as they fell. The cougar seemed to hesitate from my noises of pain. As much as it hurt, I was still extremely horny and willing to go through the aching pains. I looked back towards Master, flashed him my dirtiest grin, and gave him a long kiss on the lips. That seemed to reinvigorate him as he started pounding my entrance as hard as he could. I began to bite my lip to keep myself from screaming, but the pain became so intense that my teeth drew blood. My arousal was beginning to fade, and I was wondering if I should try to get Master to stop his now all-out assault on my anal cavity. Right as I was going to ask him to stop, the pain began to fade and was replaced by immense pleasure. My arousal immediately returned and my erection became painfully hard. I could feel his fuzzy balls smacking against mine, signifying that he was buried in me to the hilt. The cougar then started to bite my neck, sinking his long, feline fangs into my flesh. My whines of pleasure/pain seemed to only encourage his ministrations as he also dug his claws into my torso and created fairly deep scratches. The pain raised my stimulation to insurmountable levels as I came. The convulsions of my muscles massaged my master's length as he also orgasmed, with his cum overflowing my entrance and spilling onto the shower floor. The pleasure proved to be too much for me as I passed out. Master was apparently still rocked by his powerful release and unable to see me fall to the floor until it was too late.

I woke up in Master's bed with the covers pulled up over me. The agony I felt in my asshole was excruciating. I could barely find the strength to lay on my back and instead opted to lay on my side. I felt something dribbling out of my hole, only to find that it was the remnants of the cougar's seed that was still inside of me. I also noticed that I had a bandage wrapped around my head and had a severe headache. I looked around to see where Master was and found that he was standing at the side of the bed. He reached down and pet my hair. “You took quite a fall, human,” Master said. “It gave you a pretty bad cut on your head, that's why that bandage is there. How are you feeling? I'm guessing your asshole isn't doing too well after that. I'm so sorry, I didn't--”

“Don't be sorry, Master,” I interrupted. “I was the one who tempted you.” Master sighed and ran his paw over my face.

“I love you, my human, but please stop trying to take the blame for all of this. This and what happened this morning happened because I couldn't control myself. I mean, look at you, you're bruised, you have scratch and bite marks, and I guarantee you won't be able to sit down for at least a week.” I looked at my master to find that he was beginning to tear up. “If I can't control myself around you to the point where I could hurt you, then I don't think I deserve to have you.” Those words put me in a near panic.

“Master, please don't ever say that,” I exclaimed. “Of course you deserve me!” Master didn't seem too convinced as he looked at me.

“You deserve a master who would never hurt you, no matter what. I've owned you for two days and you've been through so much already. I don't know if you can take anymore.” I pondered Master's words as my heart was pounding, trying to keep him from leaving me. I thought over many different solutions until I came upon one that was hopefully the best.

“What if you got another slave to serve you with me,” I queried. Master looked at me, confused.

“So I can hurt another human alongside you?”

“No, Master. If we get another human, you can release your sexual energy on both of us. Not just me. That way, perhaps you won't be as pent up, since you have two slaves to fuck instead of one.” I honestly had no idea if Master would believe what I said, since I didn't believe half of it. But, fortunately, he looked at me, kissed me, and nodded his head.

“Alright, my boy. We'll get another human. But we'll have to choose which one we want. Do you have one in mind?” I pondered a bit until I remembered a friend of mine. His family had moved very close to us when I was six, so we basically grew up together. He was the one who'd essentially introduced me to anthros and helped me discover my fetishes. After sharing them with him, I learned that he also had the same fantasies as I had. He'd be perfect to serve Master. I eagerly nodded my head and told Master all about him. He listened with intrigue and agreed that he'd be a spectacular slave. “Ah yes, I remember you hanging around him a lot. Of course he'd be perfect. We'll go into the human world and get him tonight. Sound good?” I nodded my head eagerly. The cougar smiled warmly and ran his paw through my hair.

After a few hours of watching tv with Master, snuggling with him, and anxiously waiting for when he decided it was time to get his new slave, he finally said it was time to leave. We left his house and began to walk into a wooded area nearby for what seemed like ages. After a while, we came upon what at first seemed like nothing, but upon further inspection, a small area of the woods seemed blurry, as if the air was replaced by water in that finite space. I tentatively reached out and touched it, causing it to ripple like jello. Master seemed amused at my curiosity. “I had the same reaction when I first saw it. Now it can be very disorienting when you go through, so just hang on to me and keep your eyes straight forward.” I nodded in understanding, wrapped my arms around the cougar, and stared directly ahead as we walked towards the portal.

As quickly as we went into the portal, we'd exited it and ended up back in the human world. As I looked around, feelings of homesickness began to surface. I looked at Master, about to tell him of my emotions, but as soon as I saw his gorgeous face, those feelings faded immediately. He was my home now. We began to walk through the woods by my house, taking care to avoid being seen by my parents, until we came across my friend's house. Upon looking in the driveway, I saw that neither of his parents were home, making this much easier. I walked up and knocked on the door while Master hid. “Who is it,” my friend asked.

“It's me. Can I come in,” I replied. I heard footsteps up to the door until he opened it, revealing his slim frame.

“Hey man, what's up,” he queried.

“Umm... I have something I want to talk to you about,” I nervously replied.

“Oh. Um, sure, come on in.” I cautiously walked in after him, looking back at Master as I shut the door. After we walked into the living room, he sat on the couch and I sat in a chair across from him. “So what did you want to talk about?” I looked at him anxiously.

“...Remember that fantasy we had about being slaves to a... to a furry,” I awkwardly asked him.

“Uh, yeah. What about it,” he questioned curiously.

“Well... what if I told you that it could be real?” He looked at me, confused.

“I'd like that a lot, but we both know that'll never happen.” I took a deep breath.

“Please stay calm, because what you're about to see may freak you out. Master! You can come in now,” I called. Master then opened the front door and walked into the living room. My friend was stunned as his jaw nearly dropped to the floor.

“Damn. That's an amazing fursuit. Where'd you get it?” Master and I laughed a little before the cougar replied.

“It's not a costume. I'm a real anthro.” My friend looked at the both of us as if we were insane.

“Bullshit, now come on, where did you get that suit?” I looked at Master, wondering how he'd prove that he was real. The cougar then walked over to my friend, sat on the couch next to him, and pulled him in for a heated make-out session. My friend began to moan as Master's rough cat tongue wrapped around his own. The kissing lasted for about a minute as I watched intently until the cougar decided to pull away from the kiss, much to my friend's displeasure. “I...he's...you're real?” Master laughed, then nodded his head. My friend was dumbstruck, with his face still bright red from the kissing. “So... he's your master,” he asked me. I nodded my head.

“And I want to be your master as well,” Master chimed in. My friend's face turned even redder upon hearing that.

“Well... I don't know if I can...” Master pet his hair as his dick started to slowly rise from its sheath. My friend began to stare at it as more and more began to emerge. The cougar stood up and moved in front of him so his length was right in his face.

“Go ahead. You know you want to,” Master teased. My friend offered little resistance as he instantly shoved as much of his cock into his mouth as he could. The cougar tipped his head back and moaned as my friend deepthroated him. I stared at him as he sucked with intrigue and envy. I began to reminisce about the time I've spent with him and began to remember that I'd actually had a major crush on him. His long, silky smooth black hair, his adorable face, and his overall sweetness did make me think about asking him out once or twice. It was then that I wondered why I'd never considered myself gay. The notion of me not being gay became more ridiculous by the second. A particularly loud moan from Master pulled me out of my trance as I saw him look down at me. “Mmm, you know there's another place you can pleasure me from.” I didn't quite know what he was getting at until he pointed to his rear. I blushed furiously and slowly crawled to his backside.

His ass certainly did look amazing. I took a minute to appreciate just how perfect it looked until I began pleasing his ass in earnest. I placed kisses on both of his cheeks before I shoved my face in between and began to dig for the real prize. Finally, I came upon the circle of tight, wrinkled flesh that was my tongue's goal. Upon reaching it, my dick practically jumped as it became painfully hard. Master seemed to enjoy it too, as he instantly tensed up and groaned in pleasure. I then firmed up my tongue and started to push the center of his hole until it finally gained access. Master's musk, mixed with thoughts of where exactly my face was, and hearing his delicious murrs nearly caused me to cum without even needing to touch myself. As I tongue-fucked Master, his moans gradually became more heated until he finally cried out in pleasure and filled my friend's mouth with cum.

After his climax, the cougar stumbled a bit before sitting back down on the couch. “Damn, you're both amazing,” he remarked while out of breath. My friend's face was beet red and he had cum dribbling down the side of his mouth. I watched intently as it slowly made its journey down his lips, down below his mouth, and collected on his chin before finally dripping to the ground. He looked up at Master, who was still catching his breath before noticing that he was staring at him. The cougar smiled and beckoned my friend up to him. He obediently climbed up to him and Master pulled him in close. “Hmm... you have a little something there,” he said. He then wiped the cum up with his finger and pressed it to my fellow slave's lips. He gladly took the finger in his mouth and sucked it clean. “So what do you say: do you want to come live with me and my other slave?” He eagerly nodded his head and hugged Master as tightly as he could. “Well then. Let's get going.”

END OF CHAPTER 2

A/N Yeah, this was a lot smuttier than the previous chapter. But that's the way I like it and hopefully the same can be said for you guys. I'll start working on the next chapter right away. Toodles!