Bought by the Bitch 1

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A bit of speciesism in a world where dogs rule cats.

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Bought by the Bitch

For Sinister

By Draconicon

The day had come. Tesla stood at the front door of her house, staring at the delivery truck that was even now pulling her crate down from the back. Sure, it was taking a while, but considering the contents, she could wait for it to get through the door safely. After all, damaged property meant that she'd have to wait longer to use it.

Still, the Dalmatian bounced up and down on the balls of her feet, grinning wildly as she watched the delivery man pull the crate back, saw it shake and bounce a bit. The live cargo was going to have a hard time getting used to its new life, she was sure, but that was half the fun of getting a cat.

The doorbell rang, and she opened the door immediately. One signature later, and she was the proud owner of a new cat. She pulled the crate in, slammed the door shut, and unlocked it so fast that she almost shut her own tail in the front door in the process.

Inside was a pale, lavender feline, one that was completely naked, had small-ish breasts, and had a cock that was tucked down just between her legs. The metal cage on top of the shaft was just enough to really sell the look of the cat slave, and Tesla grinned wide as she looked at the gagged shemale in the crate.

"Mmmm, I've been looking forward to this for a long time, pussy."

She tilted the crate to the side, allowing the slave to get out. The cat did so, barely managing to get to her hands and knees before Tesla leaned on her back, keeping her from rising any further. She pulled the gag free, letting it hang from the cat's neck.

"So, pussy. How long have you been a slave?"

"I...have a name."

"I don't care."

"My name's Andrea. You can at least -"

"Let's try that again. I said -" Tesla pulled the bitch over, shoving the cat's nose right into her crotch. The slave gasped, groaning, wriggling, but the height difference between the two of them meant more than just who towered over who. It meant that Tesla was much stronger than the cat was, as it should be. Dogs were, after all, better and stronger than cats.

When the musk from down there seemed to pacify the feline a little bit, she allowed the lavender feline back. The shemale panted, shivering, groaning, and Tesla took that moment to push the gag back in place.

"Let's make this clear. You're a cat, and that means that you're going to have to do everything I say. Otherwise, I'm going to kick you out and see how long it takes for the cat-catchers to put you back on the market. If they do that, then they're going to have to sell you cheap, since nobody wants a runaway."

"Mmmph!"

"Now, if you're a good kitten, then I'll let you act a bit more like a dog. You'll get to worship my butt instead of just getting used as a fuck toy all the time. I might even let you out of that cage sometimes...if it's not permanently on. It might be; I can't remember just what I ordered."

She did, of course. She had every detail from the order remembered, right down to the fact that she had ordered a key that was meant to break very, very easily. One little twitch of her hand, one thrust of the hips, and the kitty under her would be permanently locked up, never able to cum again.

"Do we understand each other, kitty?"

"Mmmph...mmm-hmm..."

"That's better."

She scritched the cat's cheek gently, and the feline slave leaned against her a bit. She knew that it was just a way to try and keep from earning a punishment, but she still loved it. She chuckled to herself, already imagining how it was going to feel to rut this cat, to use this feline for its intended purpose.

After all, ever since the Dogs had started marking their territory across the world, it had only been a matter of time before they started getting into arguments with the cats. They were never happy to share their territory, even though they didn't do anything with it, and the Cats had been quick to say that the Dogs weren't welcome.

With the following war, the Cats had been pushed right to the edge of the continent. Outside of a few island territories, all of the former Cat lands had been taken by the Dogs, and any cats found in Dog territory were immediately put to work as slaves.

That was how it had worked for the last few years, and that was probably going to be how it worked for the foreseeable future. Dogs got the benefit, and cats, for their stubbornness, got the punishment.

Tesla reached for the zipper of her pants, pulling it down. She barely had to tug at her cock before it was out in the open, the whole thing throbbing already with the pent-up eagerness that she'd felt ever since buying the cat on the internet. Even with two orgasms a day, she was still horny as all hell, eager to put this slave to the test.

As her slave looked up at her, eyes going wide, Tesla pulled the smaller shemale in close. The Dalmatian could feel the stubborn, fearful pull away, but she didn't stop. Instead, she just kept tugging and tugging, even going so far as to pull some of the cat's fur out, but eventually, the cat's nose was against her ball properly.

"Breathe."

The other shemale moaned under her breath, obviously trying not to, but it wasn't working. Red was already spreading over the slave's cheeks, making her look almost a bit drunk rather than just embarrassed. Probably the heady musk down there; her balls tended to sweat pretty badly.

She ground her slave into them, too, not giving the cat any chance to catch her breath or to think of anything besides her new mistress's sweaty balls. Each breath would be tainted by the smell, helping the other woman learn her place, her proper place under the dog's balls.

"That's it. I'll teach a cat to fetch, huh? Teach her to go right for my balls, to love them as much as anything else she's ever had. Or maybe I'll teach her how to play with a bone. Heh. Maybe you'll get good enough at it for someone to think you're as good as a dog. As if that'd ever happen."

She grabbed her cock, using her other hand to loosen the cat's gag again. The feline groaned, coughing, sputtering, but only for a second. Only until Tesla rammed her dick down that clenching throat.

"MMMPH!"

The cat's eyes went wide, her mouth gagged just as firmly as it had been a moment ago, but now, it was serving more of a purpose. It let her get some pleasure out of it rather than merely humiliating her little slave.

Clench, squeeze, gag. The cat obviously hadn't sucked much cock before. Probably had been one of the cats that were more up themselves, always showing off how wealthy they were or how well-off they'd become. Never having to do any real work. Well, it was time for her to start.

The clenching, gagging motions that the slave made trying to pull back were all well and good, but they weren't doing enough for the dog to get off from them. Tesla groaned, feeling her cock throb, but she needed more from a slave. She had fantasized about much more than this, about a musk-drunk cat that would see to her every need, that would enjoy being under her once she got a taste of good dog cock.

Well, she could train that. Eventually.

She pulled back, her cock soaking wet. The cat fell to her hands and knees, rubbing her neck and coughing. Of course, that put her ass up, her dangling dick caged and clicking softly against the ring around the cat's balls.

"Mmm, now that's a sight to see..."

Tesla chuckled, leaning in, spitting on that barely-displayed pucker. The feline yowled, but didn't move. She was finally learning that there was no escape, it seemed. Tesla nodded in appreciation.

"Glad that you're getting it. Now, let's see how tight that hole really is..."

She slapped her cock against the cat's rump, feeling the feline shiver under her. Yes, that was the way of it. The cat was finally getting it, finally learning her place. Time to really hammer that home.

Sliding her cock up between the cheeks, she found that pucker. Oh, it was tight alright, and even with spit, this was going to be a bit of a rough insertion. However, it was time for the Dalmatian to get what she wanted. She ground against the bit of spit that she'd left behind, got her cock nice and slick, and then -

POP!

The feline yowled under her, gripping at the floor, but there was no denying the clench around her cock. There was some part of the smaller cat that liked being fucked, some part of her that wanted to be filled.

Tesla wasted no time, immediately falling into a rutting rhythm. Forward, back, forward, back, each time feeling that hole clench around her, loosening up and inviting her in, while at the same time keeping just enough tightness to keep her from getting too far, too fast. She growled under her breath, leaning forward to really get the right angle.

Just to really hammer the point home, though, she reached around. It didn't take long to find the cage waiting between the feline's thighs, and she chuckled.

"This is what all you cats deserve. If you're good, maybe we'll unlock them sometime...but until then..."

She hilted herself with that tight little hole, holding herself balls deep. The cat shivered under her, a weak moan escaping the feline's lips.

"That's it...take it...and show me how much you love it..."

The End