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Being a lion and from an affluent family, certain things were expected of Bwana. He was told to always go hard in everything he did, be it athletics or academics, and that if he got anything less than the best, well, he didn't want to think about the consequences of that. Thankfully, he didn't have to. He really did grow to be the best of the best in everything he did. He was the star rugby player at his high school, had mountains of friends, always got the best marks and, in the end, got a job at the top law firm in the country. All in all, Bwana had a pretty awesome life. Absolutely no complaints. Nope, none whatsoever.

...was the lie he told himself every time he came home to his very fancy, and very empty, home in that very upscale gated community of his that he paid way too much to move into. Truth was, Bwana was lonely. Yes, he'd had many friends and girlfriends in his younger days but since graduating and getting an actual job, socialising just wasn't something he ever had any time for anymore. While actual relationships were on hold for now, he still had his needs. And, for those, he had Thandeka.

He'd met her on a specialist BDSM site. You see, Bwana may have looked like the stereotypical lion, tall, muscular and successful, he had certain desires a little less than normal. And most of them involved women standing on his face. And no one did that than his lovely springbok.

"You're back, huh? Third time in a month. What's wrong, kitty? All your stacks of money boring you?" Thandeka said as she leaned in the doorway, eyebrow raised at the lion standing out in the hall of her apartment building in his fancy suit.

"I brought you a present," he said as he lifted up a shopping bag from a well known upscale clothing store.

Thandeka's eyes lit up the moment she saw the label. She took the bag and turned around to enter back into her apartment, saying, "Come in, pussy cat. You know what to do."

Bwana nodded as he followed her inside, closing the door behind him. Then, with a lick of his lips, he quickly undressed, tossing his clothes around as if his jacket didn't cost more than she paid a month in rent for her crappy apartment. A place Bwana had become more than a little familiar with that past year. Damn, he needed this. Everyone expecting so much of you all the goddamn time left the man with some major hang ups, many of which were eased by losing what control he had to a woman who came from a race that his ancestors thought of as dinner. He wanted her to belittle him, to show him he wasn't always boss and, honestly, he also liked the attention. It eased his lonely heart at least a little bit.

"This isn't that bad," Thandeka said as she walked out of her bedroom, wearing the black lace underwear set he'd bought her.

His breath hitched at the sight, unable to stop himself from staying, "You're absolutely gorgeous."

"Well, duh," she said with a smirk. "You wouldn't come crawling back to me so much if I wasn't. Speaking of crawling...get down and come over here."

Bwana proceeded to get down on all fours and crawl over to the springbok. Once in front of her, he lifted his head to look up at her and asked, "What do you want me to do now, Mistress?"

Thandeka shot him a disgusted sneer as she said, "And who said you could look up at me, filth?"

Realising his mistake, Bwana immediately looked back down, apologising profusely. Her cloven hooves in his sight, he leaned down to press his lips against them, hoping his show of submissiveness would ease her anger with him, even just a little. He started at the tip, gliding his tongue until he got to the furry base of her leg, moving upwards and only stopping at her knee.

"That little tongue work isn't going to be enough for me to forgive you, pussy cat. Go a little higher," Thandeka said with a glint in her eye he knew all too well.

He gave a small nod before moving upwards until his snout was eye level with her panties. He took a clawed finger and moved the crotch of her underwear aside so that her snatch was free. He took a deep inhale, relishing in the smell that was distinctly her. With a head already growing foggy from her amazing scent, he leaned up, tongue out to lick a long, languid path across her.

"Keep going, kitty. You want your Mistress to be happy, don't you?" she said in a low voice that made him shiver.

He really did want to make her happy and, so, he wasted no time in lapping at her womanhood, tongue flicking her clit and sliding between her lips. She placed a hand on the back of his head, curling her fingers in his thick mane as she pushed him forward, burying his snout in the fur just above her pussy.

"Yeah, keep going, kitty. Just like that," she groaned as he stuck his tongue deep inside her. He loved it when his Mistress praised him, always aiming to be the best little kitty he could be.

He placed his hands on her hips, his tongue thrusting in and out of her snatch. At this her grip on his mane grew tighter, anymore so and she'd be pulling clumps out by the fistful. His colleagues wouldn't be happy to see he had a balding spot. He had to look his best for clients, after all. That was why Bwana loved going to this shitty part of town, to this shitty apartment, owned by a woman who treated him shitty.

He was no one in that room. He was just a man, no, less than a man. He was the dirt under her hoof for her to wipe off and throw looks of disgust at. And that was all he wanted. He wanted to be nothing, at least for a little while, to have no responsibilities, to be told what to do and how to do it.

"Yeah, get right in there," Thandeka moaned, the hold on his mane so tight it was beginning to hurt. She threw a leg over his shoulder, angling him against her just right. Her juices tasted amazing, the lion licking her happily while her breathing grew heavy. He was familiar enough in her ways to know when she was close, so, when she let out a low, head thrown back, he wasn't at all surprised.

He pulled away from her and looked up, her wetness matting the fur around his mouth. He brought out his tongue to lick the remnants of her taste off his lips as he looked up at her. "Was that good, Mistress?" he asked.

"What did I say about looking at me?" she said, although her heart didn't really sound in it.

He bowed his head. "I am so sorry, Mistress, for disobeying your orders. Please, punish me whatever way so see fit."

"You bet your sweet little arse I will. In fact, follow me."

She pulled him up by the mane, practically dragging him along to the bedroom. He could have stopped her any time, pulled back and put his foot down, but why would be? Being dragged around like a ragdoll by someone nearly half his size was an insane turn on and he couldn't wait to see what she had planned for him next.

"Bend over," she said as she let go of his mane by shoving him onto the floor the best she could. He knew what she wanted, quickly crawling over to the bed, bending over the edge so that his knees were on the ground and his upper body was resting against the mattress.

Thandeka walked over to the chest of drawers and opened the bottom one, pulling out a very familiar looking tool. Bwana's cock was already hard from eating her out and seeing her bring out her favourite thin, wooden cane, his dick couldn't help but twitch at the thought of what she was going to do next.

"Lift your tail, pussy cat," she said as she moved to stand behind him. He did exactly as she ordered and, before he even had enough time to mentally prepare, wood was hitting his plump backside with a loud TWACK.

Bwana made a less than manly sound at this earning him a chuckle in response from Thandeka. "Aw, what's the matter, kitty? There's no way a little love tap like that could hurt a big strong guy like you, right?"

"Y-yes, Mistress. I was just caught off by surprise. I would like another, please," he said, not looking directly at her as she'd ordered, his gaze instead trained at her bed's headboard.

Another smack and he let out a little grunt. "Thank you, Mistress. Another," he said with a deep breath, steadying himself for the next blow. He was expecting it to hurt but what he was not expecting was her going from one to hundred, it feeling as though she put all her muscle into that third smack.

He let out a pained whine as his whole body lurched forward, his claws digging into the duvet beneath him. He heard a laugh of pure evil from behind him as he heard Thandeka say, "Aw, I'm sorry. Was that a little much for you?"

"N-no, Mistress," he said through gritted teeth.

"Fucking liar."

She gently tapped his behind with the cane, causing him to jump in surprise. Her cruel laughter filled the room once more before she said, "Did I give you a fright? Poor thing. Don't worry, I won't-"

Halfway through her sentence, she slammed the cane against his behind, catching him by surprise once more, causing him to yelp from the pain.

"-hit you again. Whoopsie. Looks like I lied. You know, I wonder how much a big guy like you can take? I know! Let's find out, shall we?"

He tried his best to keep his voice down s the barrage of abuse that came for his behind. His walls soon broke, however, the grown man blubbering as tears streamed down his face. He wanted to beg her to stop but he knew any words against his Mistress could result in even more punishment.

After what felt like an eternity, Thandeka finally stopped, letting out a heavy sigh as she said, "Wow, talk about a workout. My arm's starting to hurt. How's your backside feel?"

"I am in absolute agony, Mistress."

"Someone better tell that dick of yours because it's looking just about ready to pop," Thandeka said as she eyed the rock hard and leaking member. Then, rubbing her chin, she added, "You know, I love it when you bring me gifts, right? I mean, it's the main reason I even associate with a pathetic loser like you. So, how about, if I let you come, then you buy me something extra special? I'll even use my own hand to get you off."

Thandeka actually touching his cock was a rarity. There must be something she really wanted in order to offer it. "What exactly do you want, Mistress?" Bwana asked cautiously.

She placed a hand between his shoulder blades, Bwana shivering as she slowly slid it downwards to stop just above his tail. "There's this new phone I wanted, you see," she said as she trailed her fingers upwards once more, delicately tickling his spine as she did so.

"But I bought you a new phone a couple of months ago," Bwana said with a frown.

"So? This is a newer model and much better than that old thing you got me."

"Old? Its only been out five months."

Thandeka gave a half-hearted shrug as she placed her hand underneath Bwana, drawing circles around his belly button. His dick twitched at the touch so close to his groin, unable to stop the little groan that escaped him. He bought her gifts often as thank yous for their sessions but another phone so close after the last one he got her? He had to draw the line somewhere. But then he felt her hand go lower, fingers wrapping around the base of his cock, and he knew he was screwed.

"Well? I can let go now or we can finish this with a happy ending for a certain little pussy cat. What'll it be?" she said with a smile that was anything but innocent.

Bwana groaned and sighed as he said, "What model is it?"