Party Favor
Nathan stared down at his plate of fries, suddenly aware of how much they had cost. "I can't afford five thousand dollars."
"Five thousand, two hundred and sixteen."
His head snapped up. "What?"
Elise rubbed her eyes, the tiger's claw tips peeking slightly out from her pads as she pressed down. "The insurance costs are five thousand, two hundred and sixteen dollars, and forty eight cents, including the unlisted driver fee."
"Yeah, well, I can't afford... that much either!" Nathan protested, the exact figure having slid across his stunned mind.
Elise's paw stopped rubbing, but she didn't lift it. "Maybe you should have considered that before you crashed my car."
Nathan flinched, but couldn't bring himself to argue. She did have a point.
Elise sighed, and dropped her paw to look at the deer shrinking into himself across the table. "I'm sorry, Nath. I didn't mean... that was too harsh. I'm not mad at you, not really."
Nathan nodded dumbly.
"I know it's a lot of money for you," Elise continued, "but I can't exactly just write off that much money either."
Nathan swallowed. He was barely staying afloat on his income, this much money would ruin him. He knew Elise was doing better, could probably afford to pay it off without much difficulty, but what could he say?
Elise sighed again and reached across the table, grabbed one of his cloven hands in her paw. "Listen, Nathan, I don't want to bankrupt you. I care about you. I'm sure we can work something out."
The deer looked up hopefully. Elise smiled reassuringly at him, sharp white teeth glinting between her lips, and he gave a weak smile back, lightly squeezed her paw.
"I can work it off," he murmured. "If there's anything you need, or... or anything I can do, or..."
She patted his arm with her free paw. "I don't want you to worry about it, okay?" Elise found herself staring through Nathan as she spoke, an idea forming in the back of her mind. "You can pay it back another way, I'll figure something out."
Several days later, Nathan found himself back at the same restaurant. It was a bit pricey for Nathan, but it was Elise's favorite, and she had always had expensive taste. Normally when they met up here he would order a cheap salad or a simple side of fries, but today Elise greeted him with a broad grin.
"Order whatever you like, it's on me."
Nathan hesitated, but Elise waved a paw. "Don't worry about it. I've got the perfect way for you to pay me back, and it'll be a huge help to me if you agree, so let me butter you up a little, okay? Please?" she added, eyes wide and lower lip pouting just barely.
Nathan sighed. "Okay," he said, and smiled ruefully. They hadn't dated in years, but he was still helpless against that face.
"Yay!" she said, and clapped her paws together.
He ordered a simple club sandwich, still on the cheap side, but more expensive than he would normally go for. Elise watched, a bit disappointed, but didn't press him to order more.
"Well?" he asked expectantly as their food arrived, trying hard to sound as casual as possible. "How can I pay off five thousand dollars?"
"Five thousand, two hundred sixteen and forty eight cents," Elise corrected cheerfully before taking a sip of her drink.
Nathan winced, but tried to recover by picking up his sandwich. "Yeah. That."
"Well, I like to host a party every Saturday for... certain friends and acquaintances."
Nathan raised an eyebrow over his sandwich, and swallowed a large mouthful. "You, uh... never invited me to one of those."
Elise smiled soothingly. "Well, it's not really your crowd. It's more of a hobby meetup."
Nathan took a moment to digest that, feeling hurt at the exclusion, but decided it wouldn't be wise to start an argument with someone he owed so much money to. "Alright. So, what, you need someone to..." he waved the crust of his sandwich questioningly. "To like, carry a drink tray and clean up afterwards and all?"
"Not quite. You'd be more like... a doorman, there to greet the guests."
There was something suspicious in this, Elise was being far too evasive. "You just want me to stand at the door and welcome your guests?" he asked doubtfully.
"Basically," Elise said, waving away his doubtful look. She took a powerful bite from her large, greasy cheeseburger. "I'll take a hundred dollars a week off what you owe me, and all you'll have to do is stay by the door during the party. Two, three, maybe four hours at most."
Nathan watched her closely. "I know you, there's something you're not telling me." There were always things she didn't tell him, during the brief time they had dated and throughout the years of their friendship afterwards. He had a feeling he was about to learn some of those things now.
"Well..." she equivocated. "There is a uniform."
He eyed her dubiously as she reached into her handbag and pulled out her phone. She tapped at it a few times, then slid it across the table towards him. He looked down at it, stiffened, and quickly flipped the phone over to hide the image. Elise just casually took another drink as she watched him.
He stared at the back of the phone under his cloven hoof, then looked up at the tiger. He forced a laugh.
"You're joking?"
She continued to suck through the straw as she shook her head.
The forced smile disappeared from his face. "You're crazy."
Elise frowned, and set the drink back down. "I wouldn't force you to do anything, but I don't like to be insulted."
Nathan shook his head. "Sorry, Elise, I didn't mean... Did you show me the right thing?" he asked desperately. He tipped the phone up slightly to show her what he had seen, expecting her to get embarrassed and claim that she had never seen that picture before in her life.
Elise confidently took the phone from him and turned it up again. On the screen was a picture of a large fox vixen: she was blindfolded, covered in black latex bondage gear, her arms behind her back, her legs bound together into a kneeling position, and a ring gag holding her muzzle open. Her tummy rolls spilled gracefully over the various straps and buckles. Elise swiped to another image, from another angle. Another. Another. In the final image, Elise's arm was reaching from behind the camera and her paw cupped the bound fox's chin, who seemed to be pressing into the touch.
"You could say she held the position before you, but she had to follow her job to another state, and it's been vacant for a while." Elise gently traced a claw along the face on the screen as she spoke, and Nathan could hear the fondness in her voice.
"What kind of parties are you hosting?" he asked hoarsely.
Elsie took her phone back, and pushed her cup towards the Alsatian waiter who stood over them with the drink pitcher.
"Exactly the kind you think," she said, and smiled sweetly at the flustered waiter who filled her cup and hurried away. "There's typically a dozen or so guests every week, and they don't always know each other, and often there's one or two new people, so I find that having someone at the door to greet them helps break the ice."
Nathan was dumbfounded. "I can't believe I didn't know about this."
Elise shrugged. "We never got far enough when we were dating. And afterwards... well, like I said, I didn't think it would be your kind of party."
Nathan stared down at his half-eaten meal. A hundred dollars for a couple hours of "work" every week wasn't bad. A hundred a week...
"Works out pretty nicely, doesn't it?" Elise had been watching the gears turn in his head, and she spoke now as if she could read his mind. "Just one year, and then you can make up the balance by treating me to a lunch instead."
The deer looked up at her with a searching look, and she smiled again, knew she had him.
Nathan swallowed heavily as examined the gear on the bed in front of him. Somewhere in the back of his mind he wondered that this was the first time he had actually been in Elise's bedroom, in her house, but now it was little wonder why he had never been invited over. It would have been hard to hide the equipment in the room - and in several other rooms.
"Ready?" Elise asked, and Nathan jumped in surprise at the sudden voice, which earned a quiet laugh from the tiger behind him. "Relax, Nath, we're just trying it on today. Your big debut's not until next week."
Nathan flushed, but forced himself to nod. "So, how...?" he mumbled, unsure where the contraption in front of him even began and ended.
Elise laughed again. "Start by taking off your clothes, I'll do the hard part."
A few minutes later, Nathan was on his knees, limbs covered in latex. His legs were locked together at the ankles by a buckle, his knees were spread open by a metal bar, and his arms were folded into a binder behind his back. Elise had made him sit on a kind of short stool, then added another long strap that looped around the stool's sides and secured his feet to the binder on his arms. His head was free, but beyond that he could do little beyond arch his back to thrust his pelvis forward slightly.
He felt like a trophy on display, trussed up with his genitals presented, just like the fox in the photos, but Elise's casual professionalism about the whole thing helped him keep his embarrassment under control. He tested the various bondage points, feeling how thoroughly trapped he was, and looked up at Elise. She smiled warmly down at him.
"Comfortable?"
Nathan thought about it, and eventually had to nod. "I... suppose. I'm not sure what I expected, but I think it's manageable."
"Good," Elise chirped, and stepped back to examine her work. "I'll make sure you get to stretch every hour or so, but you'll be sitting in place for a while, so we don't want you to lose circulation. The stool should help keep you comfortable, and the floor will be well padded. I'd love to do something with these antlers," she mused to herself, and ran a paw-pad along one of his tines. Nathan twitched, but didn't pull away.
Elise turned away to one of her shelves, and when she turned back around she was holding a ring gag and blindfold. Nathan felt anxiety stirring. "Do we really need to do that right now?"
"The sooner you get used to it, the better," Elise chided gently. She knelt in front of him and carefully pulled the blindfold into place around his antlers, then settled it smoothly against his face. "Can you see anything?"
"Wouldn't be a very good blindfold if I did," he said, but a voice quaver betrayed the cavalier attitude he was trying to affect. "And you're sure I'll be safe, right? No one is going to... do anything to me?"
"Nothing that you don't want," Elise assured him, and ran her paw gently along his head between his antlers. "Everyone will know the rules, and I'll have a 'Paws Only' sign next to you so no one tries anything more."
Nathan bit the inside of his cheek, then felt Elise's paw gently cup his chin. He found himself unconsciously leaning into her touch. "It's okay, Nath. It's just a bunch of regular people at an orgy, not bandits out to pillage. You'll get petted and fondled and someone might even jerk you off if you're lucky, nothing more."
"That fox, in the pictures, she did this?"
"That's right," Elise said, and stroked his jaw with her thumb before pulling her paw away. "I kept her safe, and I'll keep you safe too. Now open your mouth."
Nathan swallowed dryly, then obeyed. He felt a metal ring being slipped into his mouth, pushed back against his lips like a bridle, until it settled into place in front of his molars. His jaw was forced open to nearly its widest extent, and his tongue dangled loose through the ring. Almost immediately he began drooling, and he fought to control it.
"Easy, Nath. You're not going to stop the drooling, you just gotta accept it."
Nathan groaned quietly, and his throat spasmed as he tried to swallow the saliva pooling in his mouth, but he sighed and reluctantly let the drool trail down his chin.
Elise giggled. "I knew you'd look cute like this. You're going to be a real crowd pleaser."
Nathan flushed, but all he could do was sit in place. He heard footsteps, then a rustling noise as Elise moved about the room. He heard her walk up behind him, then felt something pushed into one of his bound hands.
"Feel that?"
Nathan nodded. It was a plastic object, with some kind of button on it.
"You just have to push that if you ever need me, okay? Do it now."
Nathan clicked the button, and immediately the sound of a doorbell chiming filled the house. He almost laughed at the absurdity of it, then felt a paw on his cheek. "Since it'll be a bit hard for you to use a safeword and all. If you press that, I'll come make sure you're okay."
Nathan nodded again, and pressed his face into the paw. Elise tenderly stroked his cheek.
"You're a natural at this. You're gonna do great, okay? That's enough for now, let's get you out of this."
Saturday arrived, far quicker than Nathan felt prepared for, but he found himself standing in front of Elise's door holding the ring gag. Elise had recommended that he wear it throughout the week to get used to it, but once he was alone he had been too embarrassed to put it on more than a couple times.
He knocked hesitantly, and the door opened almost immediately, filling with Elise's large form. She was dressed in a short, dark blue dress that emphasized her curves and set off her vibrant stripes well. She grinned, and pulled Nathan inside. She was practically bouncing, and Nathan smiled at her excitement despite his apprehension.
"I'm so glad you're doing this for me Nath, it means so much." She sidled up to plant a kiss on his cheek, and Nathan rubbed at it cheek bashfully.
"Well... I'm just glad we can help each other out," he said awkwardly, then looked down at the spot next to the door where he would be sitting. It was hardwood floor around the front entrance, but Elise had laid out cushioned mats topped with towels, and on top of everything was the stool he'd be sitting on. There was a simple sign hanging on the wall nearby, which would be clearly visible to anyone who saw him there: "Paws Only", with a big bubbly heart instead of an 'a'.
"Feeling excited?" Elise asked playfully, and Nathan cleared his throat.
"Yeah, let's go with that."
Elise laughed, and pushed him deeper into the house. "Come on, we've got plenty of time before guests arrive. Have a drink, use the restroom, do whatever you need to get settled in. We'll get you ready in half an hour, okay?"
Nathan nodded, and glanced behind him one last time at the corner by the door before Elise dragged him away.
"Everything feel okay? You got the bell?"
Nathan nodded, since there was nothing else he could do. He was bound into position again, gagged and blindfolded, this time in his place by the front door where he would greet Elise's guests. The first thing they would see in the house would be him, drooling, trapped in place, knees spread, sheath and testicles on display. He tried not to think about it, tried to focus on how this would pay off his debt instead.
Elise gently grabbed his ear, and pushed a wireless bud into it. A moment later, music filled his ear.
"Is this the right playlist? Volume okay?"
Nathan nodded again, then felt Elise's paw stroke softly along his head.
"Enjoy yourself, alright Nath?"
She kissed his forehead, then left him kneeling there as she wandered into the house.
Several songs later, as Nathan was wondering if anyone would actually show up or if this had all been an extended joke Elise had been playing on him, he heard someone at the door. They didn't even bother to knock, just opened the unlocked door and walked right in. He heard them take a breath as if to call out, then stop in the doorway. Nathan froze, afraid to even breathe. He wondered who, what this person was that had just entered Elise's home with such confidence.
"Got yourself a new toy, huh Elise?" he heard a masculine voice call into the house. There were footsteps, then the door closed. "Good for her," the stranger muttered to himself, and gave Nathan a rough but not unkindly pat on the head. "You're not really my type, but I hope you enjoy yourself. Elise?" The stranger called again, and moved further into the house.
Nathan could hear their voices, Elise and the stranger - friendly chatter deeper in the house, their words indistinguishable between the music and his swimming head. He took a deep breath, heart pounding. That was it? He got his breathing under control and nodded to himself. If that was it, he could handle it.
A short time later there were more sounds outside the door, lively conversation, and then the door opened again. Someone gasped, a female voice, and suddenly he could hear and feel someone looming over him. "Ohhhh! Isn't he just precious!"
He could smell the heady scent of perfume and arousal washing off the woman in front of him, and could hear the rustle of fabric as she reached out. He waited for the pat on his head, then twitched in surprise as a small hand cupped his balls and gently fondled them.
"Elise always gets the cutest toys," the woman said huskily. Nathan couldn't stop the small keening sound in his throat as she continued to grope him, and he felt his shaft growing hard in his sheath.
"Paws only," a gruff voice cut in - the other voice he had heard outside. "Fucking waste. I could put him to use."
The hands on his balls left, and he panted, mind whirling again.
"Oh, T, you're insatiable. Come on, let's go make ourselves known. Bye, sweetheart," the woman said, and again Nathan was left alone.
His crotch tingled, and he squeezed the bell signal in his hand, reassuring himself it was still there. He somehow hadn't expected any men would display such obvious interest in him, but Elise had promised him they would follow the rules. He could handle this. He just had to prepare himself.
More guests arrived, and true to Elise's word most offered him simple pets, or briefly fondled his chest or genitals before moving on. All of them either treated him kindly, or simply ignored him, and Nathan felt himself settling into his new role well. Deeper in the house, the sound of conversation gave way to moans, gasps, cries of ecstasy. Occasionally someone would wander back to the front of the house to tease him a little more, but for the most part he was left alone, like a piece of furniture.
The door opened again, and Nathan perked up, trying to hear how this guest would react.
"Well, well," said a soft, sibilant voice, and then snickered as the door closed. "Look what we have here, a brand new toy? And no one's used you yet?" The voice sounded excited, then paused. "Ah," it continued, muted. "Paws only. I see."
Nathan shivered. He couldn't hear the newcomer moving, but he could sense their eyes on him. He suddenly felt very aware of how exposed, how vulnerable he was, and gripped the bell button tight.
The newcomer suddenly gripped him by the antlers, and they tilted his head back so his face was turned up towards theirs. He heard the quiet, wet sound of a mouth opening, of a tongue flicking at the air. "You smell delicious," the voice said hungrily. The stranger pushed his head back down and then pulled it forward. Nathan could sense something just in front of his nose, but the stranger was careful not to pull him close enough to touch. He could smell fabric, but also something warm, musty.
"Can you smell me too? I know you can. I can see you drooling for it." One hand released an antler and wiped the copious drool from his chin. He heard the tongue flicking again, loudly this time. "I want you, little deer. Are you sure it's paws only?"
Nathan slowly, nervously nodded his head, and the stranger sighed.
"Very well. I accede to your wishes," the voice said grandly.
The other hand left his antler. Nathan twitched his head side to side - he couldn't hear where the newcomer had gone, there was just the background buzz of sex in other rooms. The song playing in his ear changed, and he started to relax. He had let the latest guest get under his skin, but in the end even they had respected his wishes.
He yelped quietly as a cool, scaly hand wrapped around his sheath, and the silky voice chuckled. "You really are delectable," it teased, and another hand cupped his testicles. "I could watch you twitch all day."
Nathan shivered as the hands stroked deftly at his genitals. He was in turmoil at the thought of a man touching him in this way, but he knew what he had gotten himself into, and he couldn't deny the stranger was skilled. A tiny ragged moan escaped his throat.
"I could make it feel so much better if you let me take you, but you'll just have to be satisfied with this."
Nathan's cock hardened quickly, and soon it began slipping free of his sheathe. The cool, rough hands never touched it directly though, only continued to massage its base through his sheathe while fondling his balls. Nathan could feel himself fully engorged, and he panted helplessly, drooling copiously down his chest. He cast his head around as he tried to pinpoint where the stranger's face was.
"Do you want to cum, little deer?"
Nathan moaned and nodded
"I know you do," the voice mocked, and the stroking on his sheath never paused. "You're begging for it. This is your place, and you never knew it until now, did you?"
Nathan could barely process the reptile's words - he found himself giving in to his role, completely lost in the sensations. He just whimpered pitifully and shook his head, his hips weakly thrusting against the scaled hands.
He could sense the stranger leaning down towards him, felt their wet breath against the inside of his ear. "Is it still paws only?" they whispered.
Nathan shuddered. He felt like he was drowning in waves of warm ecstasy, but he managed to give the tiniest nod of his head.
Suddenly the hands were gone, and he whined in surprise.
"Sorry, little deer. Maybe next time, if you change your mind."
A quiet sobbing sound escaped Nathan's throat, and he flexed his hips, bouncing his desperate cock. The smell of his own pre-cum grew strong, and a moment later a sticky hand caressed his cheek.
"Unless you've already changed your mind?" the stranger asked, slipping two of their digits into Nathan's mouth. His tongue reflexively rolled against the salty claws, tasting the remnants of his own arousal, but he didn't move his head.
"Shame." The digits massaged his tongue for a moment, then they were gone, and Nathan was alone, mouth and cock both drooling, the taste of his own pre-cum still lingering on his tongue.
A short time later he heard footsteps approaching from deeper in the house, and they brought a strong smell of sex with them.
"Sorry, Nathan," Elise's voice said, and he turned his face towards it. "I was going to come earlier but..." She trailed off as she got a better look at him, and he could only imagine how he looked.
"Enjoy yourself?" She asked quietly, as she bent down to undo some of the straps.
Nathan responded with a short whine.
"Sorry. I didn't know he was coming today, but I probably should have given you some warning. He can be a bit intense."
Nathan's arms were free now, and he groaned as the pressure in his shoulders was released. He reached for his face, but felt Elise's paw on his hooves. "Leave the mask on, Nath."
He paused, then nodded, and removed the strap of the ring gag instead. He rubbed his jaw, then allowed Elise to help him stand and stretch his joints.
"Who is he?" he asked in a small, hoarse voice.
Elise hesitated, then just said, "A lizard."
Nathan nodded at the obvious answer. He knew he wasn't supposed to see or know anything about the guests unless they wanted to reveal it themselves, but he couldn't resist asking.
"Are you okay?" Elise asked. "He followed the rules, right?"
He thought about it for a moment, then offered a small smile in her general direction. "Yeah, I'm okay. He was just... intense." He trailed a hoof down to his now-flaccid cock and felt how matted his crotch was with pre-cum. His face flushed hot. "Fuck. I don't think I've ever been so pent up in my life."
"Poor thing," Elise said, rubbing his back, and he could hear the smirk in her voice. "If you're lucky maybe someone will take pity on you. Though with your paws only rule..." she let the implication hang, and Nathan nodded.
"Yeah. I've gathered," he said sheepishly.
Elise waited expectantly, but Nathan made no indication that he was considering changing his mind. "Okay, feeling stretched out? Ready to go back in?"
Nathan took a deep breath, and nodded. He held the ring gag back out, and felt Elise take it from him.
"I'll make sure you don't have to wait so long for your next break. You'll probably be done in a couple more hours, so hang in there." She fastened the ring gag back into place, and laughed quietly. "I told you you were a natural."
Nathan just whined.
--
The rest of the party passed uneventfully, though at times Nathan felt certain he was being watched by a silent, cold-blooded observer, and he would shiver expectantly. After the party, while they were cleaning up sticky towels and discarded condoms, still naked, Elise told him how much the guests had complimented her on her new toy, and he just blushed and turned his face away, trying to deny the strange sense of pride he felt at it. Elise watched him gingerly pick up a leaky condom, and smiled slyly to herself.
The next two months passed much the same. The strange lizard wasn't always there, but when he was, he would tease Nathan to the very edge of climax, and leave him a pitiful wreck when he stuck stubbornly to his "Paws Only" rule. A few times one of the guests did take pity on him and masturbate him to completion, pouring his seed on the floor or tipping his cock up to spray on his abdomen, but they were dispassionate encounters. They did nothing to ease the desperation he felt whenever his reptilian tormentor came around.
After one particularly trying party, where the lizard had visited him three separate, agonizing times, Elise watched him closely. He was in a daze as he cleaned, mind consumed by the lingering echo of scales on his groin. He was no longer squeamish about the variety of bodily fluids he encountered while cleaning up with Elise, in fact he was barely aware of the cum that coated one of his cloven hooves after he had grabbed a soggy pair of discarded panties. Occasionally his crotch would tingle, and he would unthinkingly rub a hoof along it, mixing strangers' cum with the sticky mess of his own saliva and pre-cum that coated his sheath.
He was nearly ready.
Nathan's head jerked up, and he turned around, a cluster of tied off condoms between two of his cloven hooves. "Sorry?"
Elise grinned at him. "I said, do you want to grab dinner after this? My treat."
Nathan looked around himself, suddenly aware of what he was going, and cleared his throat. "Uh... yeah, sure."
--
Nathan fidgeted in his chair, once again back at Elise's favorite restaurant. She hadn't given him time to shower, barely given him time to wash his hooves before pushing him out the door, so the fur of his face and neck was matted with old saliva, he was still a sticky mess under his clothes, and the air around their table smelled heavily of sex.
"God, that was a long one, huh?" Elise asked him, and Nathan nodded dumbly. He hadn't really thought of it until just then, but it had been his longest party so far by at least an hour. Elise looked around casually and waved a waiter over. "I'm starved, I could eat a fucking horse."
Elise confidently ordered expensive meals for both of them while Nathan withered in his chair and avoided the eyes of the same Alsatian waiter who kept a stony face, pretending to ignore the obvious signs of excessive sex on both of them.
"You sure seem to be settling into the new position," Elise said as the waiter walked away.
Nathan swallowed. "I guess," he answered meekly.
"Two months down, ten to go. Still think you'll be able to handle it?"
Nathan nodded, and when Elise looked at him expectantly said, "It's getting easier, I guess. It almost seems..."
He hesitated to finish the thought, and Elise said, "Normal?"
Nathan flushed, but nodded, and she flashed him a toothy smile.
She spent much of the next ten minutes detailing some of the compliments she had been receiving from her guests about Nathan, and he just listened shyly, unable to say anything for himself.
"Oh, thank you!" She said eagerly as the food arrived, and smiled sweetly at the waiter who awkwardly cleared his throat. He glanced at Nathan, who shamefully averted his eyes and mumbled his own thanks.
"You know," she said after a large mouthful, "I've had a lot of guests ask if you'd reconsider your 'Paws Only' rule. A lot of them would love to do more to you."
Nathan awkwardly pushed his own food around. "I know."
Elise eyed him carefully. "I'd be willing to take even more off your debt if you did."
Nathan froze for a moment, then nervously met Elise's gaze. "What do you mean?"
She shrugged, as if it made no difference to her. "Say 25 for your mouth, 50 for your ass?"
Nathan choked, and looked around the restaurant with wild eyes. He leaned across the table towards her. "I'm not a whore!" he hissed.
Elise's eyes grew icy, and he recoiled under her glare. "There's nothing wrong with sex work," she said archly, and he nodded, cowed. "Besides," she continued, waving a paw to dismiss the unpleasantness, "It's not like anyone's actually paying money. I just thought you'd appreciate being able to finish your obligation sooner by satisfying my guests. I didn't have to offer anything."
Nathan timidly poked at his food. "I didn't mean to upset you," he mumbled. "I just... need to think about it," he offered lamely.
"Good!" Elise said cheerfully. "Just think about it, that's all I'm asking. And eat up! Goodness knows you need your energy back after today."
--
Nathan did think about it. He thought about it more than he was comfortable admitting. He thought about how he would be used if he agreed, all the voices who would be happy with his decision. He thought about how the strange lizard would react. He thought far more about how the lizard would reward him than about the monetary aspect of it, and he was afraid to contemplate what that meant.
He was still thinking about it when he showed up at Elise's house for the next party, and she smiled reassuringly when he told her he hadn't made up his mind yet. "Don't worry about it," she said soothingly as she pushed the ring gag into his mouth. "There's still plenty of time for you to decide."
That night passed like any other. He was stroked, complimented, teased, and fondled. He could not stop thinking about Elise's offer, and he wondered how many of the people who walked past would take him if he allowed them to. He was achingly horny, but no one showed much interest in helping him get off. He knew it wouldn't help anyway - for weeks now, even masturbating hadn't been enough to truly satisfy him.
"Hello, little deer." Nathan moaned when he heard the voice, and strained against his bonds. He could feel his cock quickly growing hard in anticipation.
"Still paws only?" the voice asked, like always, and Nathan sobbed around the gag but nodded. "We'll see."
Nathan groaned and slobbered uncontrollably when he felt the scaled hands on his genitals. He shivered and pressed into them, and his black vision was seemingly filled with the searing white intensity of his pleasure. The lizard still had the most skilled hands he had ever experienced, and he would do anything - almost anything - to keep feeling them.
"Someone really should just take you," the voice said, and Nathan just whined. "I don't think you'd know how to say no once they started."
Just do it then, some part of his mind screamed, but he fought the temptation down, pretended it didn't exist.
The hands massaged his testicles deftly, squeezed and stroked his sheath, and in a pathetically short amount of time Nathan was gasping, on the verge of orgasm.
"Still no paws?"
Nathan squeezed his eyes shut beneath his mask, feeling tears forming, and forced himself to nod.
The hands disappeared immediately, like he knew they would, and he dropped his head to keen piteously. He knew this would keep happening, and despite what the defiant part of him wanted to believe, he wasn't sure how much longer he could hold out.
"Little deer?"
Nathan gasped. He had expected the lizard to leave him alone, as always. He picked his head up and turned towards the sound of the voice.
"Can I cum on you, little deer?"
Nathan was frozen. He could sense something else coming.
"If you let me mark you, maybe I'll let you finish today."
Nathan tried to swallow, but his tongue just spasmed uselessly in his throat. He didn't move.
"Do you want to cum, little deer?"
It was a weak excuse, but it was sufficient for his ego. He nodded once, slowly. Yes, he wanted to cum. He told himself he was only agreeing to that, not to being marked by this stranger, but he made no sound or sign of protest when he heard the stranger's pants being unzipped. The smell of the lizard's musk grew stronger, and he could sense him very close to his face.
"Do you want me to cum on your face, little deer?" the stranger said, and Nathan heard the slick wet sound of him beginning to masturbate. It had an odd, off-rhythm sound, and he suddenly realized he was hearing the lizard stroking both of his hemipenes. Nathan managed to shake his head. He didn't want anyone else to know he had allowed this to happen, it might invite others to do the same.
"Fine, then. I'll cum on your little cock instead."
Nathan shuddered, feeling his cock throb at the thought, and he nodded.
"Good little deer. Whatever you want," the lizard said, and Nathan felt an intense mixture of satisfaction and humiliation.
He waited for the inevitable, listening to the lizard's regular motions, his nostrils filled with his potent, virile scent. His tongue flicked involuntarily, wanting to taste the twin cocks he could sense inches from his snout, but he fought it back under control before it could make contact.
The lizard laughed. "You want me, little deer. Don't try to deny it. I could fuck your face, fuck your ass, you wouldn't believe how good I can make you feel. Are you sure you haven't changed your mind?"
Nathan couldn't bring himself to move, he was mesmerized.
"I can let you taste one," the lizard said. "I know you'll like it. I won't fuck your mouth," he continued reasonably, "it can just sit on your tongue while I stroke the other one."
Nathan still didn't move, he barely breathed, fighting with his desire.
"I won't do it if you don't want me to," the lizard assured. "Just shake your head and I'll stop."
Nathan shivered. He wanted to shake his head, but couldn't bring himself to do it. He'd be allowed to cum even if he didn't, this wasn't a condition of the lizard's offer, but his tongue strained forward unbidden.
"Good little deer," the lizard murmured.
Nathan felt a hand grip one of his antlers, holding him in place, and then moaned as one of the odd, barbed hemipenes slid gently across his tongue and through the ring gag. It was salty and rich, and his tongue reflexively lapped at it. He sighed, savoring the flavor, as all resistance to his predicament evaporated.
"I knew you'd like it," the lizard said, still keeping hold of his head, and true to his word didn't move his hips. The cock rested in Nathan's mouth, allowing him to explore it with his tongue at his desire. After a few moments, the lizard began stroking his other hemipene again, jostling the one in Nathan's mouth and occasionally brushing against his cheek. Every inhale filled his lungs with more of the intoxicating scent. He felt drunk on it.
"Isn't it so much better when you obey?"
Nathan moaned as he lapped at the cock. Yes, his mind acquiesced, and met little resistance.
And then, without warning, the lizard slowly withdrew from his mouth. Nathan whined in dismay, trying to follow with his tongue, and the lizard chuckled.
"I can cum in your mouth next time, little deer," the lizard promised. "Because now, you're mine." There was a sudden thick, wet sensation on his groin, and Nathan groaned as he realized the lizard was cumming directly on his quivering cock, marking him irrefutably. He nodded in drooling submission.
"Would you like to cum now?"
Nathan whimpered and bounced his hips in answer, then squealed with joy as the lizard grabbed his sheath again.
"My delicious little deer, you held out for so long, but it's over now. You can try, but you'll never be able to resist me."
Nathan shook his head, and wasn't sure if he was agreeing or disagreeing. It didn't matter. He felt like he had been on edge for his entire life, and he was finally going to have relief.
"I know your body even better than you do now," the lizard continued, massaging him expertly, and Nathan could feel himself approaching climax. Finally, god, finally! He could barely comprehend what the lizard was saying. He was just seconds away now, could feel the heat building in his balls, about to boil over. "I'll prove it to you. Watch-"
The lizard suddenly removed his hands, and Nathan cried in hoarse protest, drool pouring onto his chest. Just as the building wave of his climax receded, the lizard gripped his sheath again and pumped. Nathan whined hopefully and jerked his hips, but all in vain. His cock dribbled a pathetic pulse of cum, mixing with the lizard's on his shaft, but the lizard had played his body like an instrument - his orgasm was ruined, the earth-shattering climax he had been anticipating barely a tremor.
He sobbed pitifully, and the lizard laughed.
He felt a scaled digit trace along his disappointed length, the first time the lizard had touched his cock directly, and the electric sensation silenced his protests. The tiniest hope flared in his chest that the lizard would keep going, and then the digit was pushed into his mouth, slathering his tongue with the taste of their mingled cum.
"Maybe next time, my little deer. If you're good."
Nathan licked desperately at the finger, trying to separate the uniquely bitter taste of the lizard's cum from his own. Next time. Next time he would be good.
--
Nathan was consumed. The wait for the next party was torture. Every time the thought of the lizard he became unbearably aroused, but his orgasms when he masturbated by himself were paltry, meaningless things. He needed the lizard, he couldn't deny it to himself any longer.
Elise looked at him knowingly when she opened the door to let him in, but she just asked, "Paws only?"
He nodded, trying not to let his harried emotions show through too clearly. "Still paws only."
Elise just smiled. "Whatever you say, Nath."
The wait was interminable. He barely noticed the other guests who arrived and gave him the usual treatment - he had only a single thought on his mind.
"Waste of a mouth," he heard a now-familiar voice mutter as they passed, and only then realized that someone had been massaging his sheath. He moaned more out of obligation than anything else, and after a short time the person fondling him moved on.
When Elise came to give him his regular break she watched at him closely, and placed a paw on his shoulder. "You okay, Nath? You've been a bit off tonight, you sure you're up for this?"
Nathan smiled weakly, then forced it wider to reassure her. "I'm fine. Just... you know, got a lot on my mind tonight."
Elise smiled predatorily, guessing what he was thinking about, but patted his shoulder. "Okay, just don't push yourself." She kissed his cheek, then helped him back into his bonds.
Another break came, and still the lizard hadn't appeared. Already a few of the guests had had their fill of debauchery and left, and only the most insatiable were still having their fun elsewhere in the house. Nathan could feel himself losing hope. The lizard wasn't going to show up. It would be another week of torture - maybe even longer.
Just when the despair seemed to become unbearable, the door opened again.
Nathan perked up, turned his face anxiously towards the door. It closed without another sound, and he strained to hear something, anything. His head turned, his ears swiveled, he sniffed, desperate for any sign.
"Hello little deer."
Nathan whined happily, straining against his bonds, pressing his face forward towards the sound. The rough hand came to rest against his cheek, and he shivered happily and pushed into it until it pulled away.
"Still paws only, I see?"
Nathan tilted his head up, towards where he thought the lizard was.
"Oh? Or have you changed your mind finally?"
Nathan didn't move, didn't twitch. A thick drop of drool splashed against his wet chest.
"Are you giving yourself to me, little deer?"
Nathan took a shaky breath, and nodded very slowly.
"All of you?"
Nathan hesitated, thinking of what that meant, and nodded again.
The hand came back, rubbed tenderly around one of his ears, and Nathan could feel tears of joy welling up in his eyes.
"Good little deer. I'm going to take very good care of you."
The lizard stepped back, and Nathan heard a zipper, and clothes hitting the floor. The lizard's scent filled the air, and Nathan inhaled it deeply, then stuck his tongue out as far as he could, inviting the lizard in.
He didn't have to wait long. The lizard grabbed both of his antlers firmly and pushed one of his hemipenes firmly into Nathan's mouth, pushing forward until Nathan's nose was rubbing against the cool, scaled abdomen. The lizard sighed above him, and Nathan lapped at the length in his mouth as well as he could.
"Don't worry, little deer. Just leave everything to me."
Nathan moaned hungrily as the grip on his antlers tightened and the lizard began to thrust. The barbs on the lizard's cock teased at his tongue and the roof of his mouth, sliding effortlessly in and out of his gaping mouth. Despite the lizard's words, Nathan couldn't resist licking at the rod as it pistoned smoothly back and forth, rolling and flicking his tongue in a desperate attempt to increase the lizard's pleasure. He was rewarded with a short, quiet moan, the first sound of pleasure he had ever heard from the stranger. He was suffused with pride at the sound, and continued his efforts.
Although the lizard hadn't touched him yet, he could feel his own cock throbbing fully hard between his splayed legs.
"Do you want my cum, little deer?"
Nathan moaned in response, trying to push his head forward onto the cock, but the lizard's grip on his antlers kept him firmly in place.
"Beg for it."
Nathan whined and keened, begging the only way he could, and his tongue lapped even more rapidly at the reptilian cock plunging into his mouth.
"You know what I'm going to take next, right?"
Nathan knew, and he knew he needed it. He again tried to push his face forward, to feed himself more of the lizard's delicious length, to show his eagerness to the stranger who owned him.
"Good little deer."
The lizard stopped thrusting, and Nathan moaned as the cock in his mouth sprayed cum onto his tongue, the roof of his mouth, the back of his throat, and the one dangling outside his mouth spurted its own load onto his sopping chest. The smell of cum filled his mind while the taste filled his mouth, and he desperately tried to swallow it, but the ring gag made it almost impossible. Some of the precious seed trickled down his throat, but the rest spilled out of his mouth and further marked him with the lizard's mess.
Nathan panted as the lizard pulled out of his mouth, and he eagerly licked at the cum that dripped from the tip of his muzzle.
"Do you want me, little deer?"
Nathan nodded eagerly.
"Do you want me to make you feel good?"
He kept nodding, cum and saliva flying from his chin to spatter his chest and the floor around him.
He sensed the lizard moving, and then there were two cool hands on his shoulders as the lizard knelt down behind him. Nathan felt the long forked tongue flick slowly next to his ear, and he shivered.
"You smell even better than the first time I saw you. Desperation is a good scent on you."
Nathan heard a click, and a wet spurting sound, and tensed up at what he knew was coming next. A scaled hand slid between his rear and the stool he sat on, and he flinched as cold liquid was slathered under his tail, lubricating his ring. Then the wet hand was removed from beneath him, and then it stretched around his front. The lizard pressed his chest against his back, and the wet hand trailed down Nathan's abdomen towards his aching cock.
"Give yourself to me, little deer."
Nathan whined, and pressed his ass back against the lizard, back as far as he could. It strained his bonds, but he managed to slide himself back on the stool a few inches, and it was apparently enough.
"Good pet," the lizard whispered in his ear.
The lizard lowered himself further, and then Nathan could feel both hemipenes pressing against his rear, one on each buttock, straddling his quivering hole.
"Which one gets the privilege," the lizard murmured playfully, and Nathan whined. The lizard seemed to reach a decision, and as he shifted slightly to the side, the lubricated hand wrapped around the base of Nathan's exposed prick.
Nathan mewled at the unfamiliar sensation of the pebbly hand on his shaft, and then gasped as he felt pressure against his tight hole.
"Open up for me, little deer," the lizard said, but cruelly stroked slowly up and down Nathan's cock once so that he was unable to control himself enough to relax.
It didn't matter. Nathan's ass was well-lubricated, as was the lizard's powerful cock, and even as his hole spasmed at the onslaught of sensations the lizard pressed inexorably upwards.
Nathan groaned as he was penetrated for the first time, and the lizard hissed sharply as his barbed head popped inside.
"Such a tight little deer," the lizard grunted, and Nathan panted in wild disbelief as he was overcome by a moment of clarity. He had a clear vision of himself bound on his wide-spread knees, gagged and blindfolded, fully erect as he was taken from behind by a complete stranger. He was suddenly struck by the fact that he didn't even know what color this lizard's scales were in this external vision of himself, and then it was all obliterated once again as that dominant reptile began to roll his hips.
The bulbous head in his ass shifted gently back and forth, and the sensation became his entire world. Nathan tried to gain control of his breathing, and forced the muscles in his rear to relax. The reptilian shaft slipped another couple inches inside, and Nathan moaned wildly until a stroke on his cock jerked his attention back to his front - he involuntarily clenched again, and the lizard grunted in satisfaction as he rocked his trapped rod in the tight hole.
The lizard continued to sink deeper this way, waiting for Nathan to relax, pushing in a bit more, then teasing the deer's cock to make him tighten up again. He relished in making Nathan appreciate every last inch that he took, until his thighs were finally pressed firmly against the plush ass, his other hemipene was pressed between the cheeks, and the deer's short tail was crushed between their shivering bodies.
Nathan's head hung and he took gasping breaths, slowly adjusting to the unfamiliar intrusion. His rear was on fire, sending waves of new sensations ripping through his body - and then the hand on his cock started to move again, and he bleated obscenely. The sensation was electric, he was wholly unprepared for the intensity of it. His tongue hung loose from his mouth and he drooled heavily on himself, whimpering with every slick stroke of the scaled hand. It took less than a minute, and his entire body convulsed as the orgasm struck him like lightning. He squealed uncontrollably, and the lizard hilted inside him moaned as Nathan spasmed and twitched on his bulbous cock.
It felt like the waves of the climax would never end - each time another one hit he would squeeze around the lizard's cock, and each time that pressure would set off another lingering wave of ecstasy. His cock became overly sensitive as the orgasm drew out, but he couldn't pull away from the lizard's hand, couldn't beg for relief, and couldn't stop his hips from thrusting weakly against it at each wave. He could only sob and mewl quietly against the onslaught.
Slowly it subsided, and he sniffled and gasped as his mind began to clear. His cheeks were wet, and he knew he had been crying at the intensity of his orgasm. The hand on his cock slipped away, and he whined briefly at the sensation.
The lizard behind him pushed his snout against his ear. "I hope you enjoyed, little deer. That was the easy one."
Before Nathan could process what that meant, he felt hands gripping the curve of his antlers, and his head was pulled back. Then, the lizard began fucking him.
He started slow, gently pulling out and carefully pushing back in, and Nathan groaned and gasped in intervals as he was properly taken. The last residuals of his orgasm seemed to stretch out endlessly with the lizard's motions, and the tingling warmth continued to burn in his crotch. Once he was sure that Nathan had adjusted, the lizard began thrusting in earnest.
Their position was awkward and didn't allow for long thrusts, so he settled into a rhythm of short, sharp jabs that slapped quietly against the soft ass and brought rhythmic grunts from the helpless deer's throat. He watched with satisfaction as his unburied hemipene flopped back and forth, bouncing between his hips and the deer's rump. He pulled on Nathan's antler's for leverage and began driving his hips even faster.
Nathan squealed helplessly as he was fucked, as his head was pulled back, as his antlers - the most visible sign of his manhood - were used as mere handles by the lizard who had fully dominated him. The burning in his ass continued to grow more intense, but the pain of the penetration and the discomfort of his position only heightened the peaks of the pleasure. His cock, fully erect once again, bounced in time with the lizard's thrusts, and deep within him he could feel a new sensation building.
"God damn!" Nathan heard a familiar gruff voice over his desperate cries, "I thought he was paws only?"
The lizard never slowed down. "I convinced him to change his mind. Isn't that right, little deer?" he said, and gave his antlers a short jerk, which caused Nathan to squeal out loudly again.
"You mind? I've been wanting a piece of him for months," the other voice asked.
"Help yourself," the lizard said.
Nathan tried to think of a way to protest, but if the lizard wanted him to be used by someone else, he knew he couldn't bring himself to deny it. The newcomer gripped the base of his antlers, pulling his head back level, and his muzzle was immediately stuffed with a new cock. He had no idea what species they might have been, but he gagged as the long, thin member went deeper than the lizard's had, and he was given no chance to recover. He moaned and whined around the cock that was thrust through his ring gag and bumped the back of his throat, causing his tongue to thrash and writhe violently.
"Oooh! That's right! Love a mouth that can't resist."
Nathan's head was pulled back and forth by the two strangers fucking him, forward onto the cock in his mouth, back when the lizard drove his cock into his ass. He felt like a mere toy, an object only good for these males to dump their cum into, and he did his best to fulfill his role, moaning and squealing all the while.
The lizard somehow found more reserves of energy and increased his speed, and Nathan's whimpering grew faster and more frantic as the barbed length pounded into him at an unbearable rate. The reptilian cock was hammering something deep inside him that was driving him to even greater heights, and he knew he was close to another paralyzing climax.
"Can you feel it, little deer?" the lizard moaned, and Nathan gagged and whined around the cock that was jackhammering into his mouth, pouring pre-cum down his throat and over jaws.
"I'm going to claim you fully, and when you feel it you're going to cum. Because you want it, because you're mine, because you can't stop yourself."
Nathan's thin cock bounced and twitched and burned, and he knew the lizard was right. A single touch would set him off now, but he wasn't going to get a touch. He was going to get something much better.
"Here it comes, little deer."
Nathan moaned, trying to beg for it, and the stranger fucking his throat grunted appreciatively as he convulsed around the tip of his cock. Nathan's whole lower half was a white hot ball of heat, and he knew he would burst at any moment.
The lizard jerked hard at his antlers and held them firm, slammed his hips sharply against the deer's ass, and then he felt it.
"Mine," the lizard hissed, and Nathan squealed louder than ever as he felt the thick cum pour into his ass, and more squirt against the underside of his tail, and he came so hard he thought he would faint. His cock convulsed, and he sprayed cum into the air between the other stranger's legs. His whole body shook, and the stranger fucking his face clamped down harder on his antlers and kept thrusting into his mouth, indifferent to the deer's mind-shattering orgasm. Nathan's hips thrust and twitched violently in the small range of motion they had available, jerking against the various straps that held him in place and further milking the lizard's cock.
Nathan gurgled and moaned, held upright only by the bondage equipment and the stranger still fucking his mouth, whose thrusts were growing erratic as he also approached climax.
"Fucking tease," the newcomer growled, "Little cum slut."
Nathan barely noticed as his mouth was once more flooded with cum, which quickly poured from his open lips to coat his torso and drip onto his quivering cock. He shuddered and shivered as if he was feverish, but still the blinding ecstasy had him in its throes.
He had no idea how long he stayed like that. The stranger who had used his mouth had long ago wandered off, but the lizard was still behind him. He groaned hoarsely as the cock slipped free of his ass, and shivered again at the feeling of emptiness.
He heard the lizard stand up, and then felt a sticky hand on his cheek and rested his head against it, exhausted.
"See you next week, little deer," the lizard said. Nathan thought he heard a trace of fondness in the voice, but then he was gone.
A few minutes later, as he was still basking in his fatigued afterglow, he heard more footsteps.Oh god, not another round, he thought feebly to himself, and then he heard the familiar voice.
"Well, well, Nath. I told you you were a natural."
He knew he should have been ashamed, but he was too tired, and he just limply turned his head towards the sound of Elise's voice.
"And just think, that would have been worth another hundred dollars."
--
"You gonna eat that, Nath?" Elise asked, and Nathan rolled his eyes and pushed the last of his fries across the table.
"Yay!" the tiger cheered, and stuffed several into her mouth.
It had been another wildly successful turnout - Nathan had become quite the life of the party over the past several months, and the cleanup had been particularly trying today. Both of them were once again laden with the smell of sex, and Nathan found it hard to sit up properly in his seat.
"Six months, right? Halfway through!" Elise said.
"That's right," Nathan smiled back. He probably could have paid off the debt weeks earlier if he had taken Elise's offer when he had the chance, but it was too late when he willingly gave himself up. Not that it mattered - he knew he would be there every week to take care of her guests long after his debt was repaid.
Elise waved a paw, and the Alsatian waiter wandered over, struggling to maintain his composure. "I'll take the check," she said, flashing him a toothy smile, which turned mischievous as she glanced at Nathan. "And, uh... I think you can take my friend if you like."
Nathan froze, staring in dismay at Elise, then bashfully looked up at the waiter, who stood stiffened in place. Very stiffened, Nathan saw as his gaze traveled down. He flashed Elise a peevish look, and she waved playfully at him as he stood up and grabbed the waiter by the paw, leading him towards the bathroom.