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Zeke was more nervous than he'd ever been. He wasn't very experienced at all. It wasn't his first time but it was with such a powerful woman. She knew just how to scrape her teeth against his neck that he melted like putty against her thick curves, weighing his slight body into her plush frame. The heat of her breasts crushed against his chest while her arms squeezed him just so. She possessed him completely. It was as simple as that. He was hers and whatever she asked, he would do. That's what worried him.

His fingers groped clumsily into her body, pressing into the smooth fluff of her fur and exploring her for the first time in this naked state as her tongue tickled up his chin. He cooed softly into her, holding on tighter every time she found one of his sensitive points and relaxing again when she let up her skilled teasing. Her scent only fueled his need for her, the rich natural scent of her musk mixed with the soft smell of flowered perfume filled his head with more thoughts of lust and desire. He couldn't disappoint her. He couldn't live with himself if he didn't satisfy her, so his rod throbbed hard against her lacy underthings for its chance to do just that despite any thought that it might not.

For weeks, months, Zeke grew more madly enthralled by the feline, the power of her, the way she walked to accentuate every curve of her body, the heat of her body as she pulled him into it. Her genius, her authority. Everything she'd done fogged his mind with thoughts of her and even now with her claws down his back he saw her as he had a moment ago laying on her bed dressed only in lace and fur. She knew exactly how she looked and said nothing as he watched her lie there. A predatory fire burned in her eyes while her paw slid down her curves. White stripes mesmerized him as he stared longingly at her black fur.

The tigress was perfect in that moment. Everything he learned to love about her on display with a singular gesture. She beckoned him with a finger and he obeyed, crawling into her arms and becoming a willing prey to her lust. And now he was still there, trembling with need while she pulled his face into the crevice of her bosom. He breathed in the smell greedily, shuddering at the intensity of her beautiful scent while she finally stripped off his boxers, moving his hips and legs at her pleasure because that's just what she did.

Naked and needy, the ferret suddenly became acutely aware of the feline's power over him. His beloved tigress could whatever she wanted and he would thank her for it. He needed to relax, to get hold of his faculties, he was in no state to really give her what she deserved. But as he tried to pull himself free of the pillowy confines of her chest, her legs snapped around his waist, crushing him between the soft flesh and downy downy fur and he was paralyzed again with lust and obedience.

She whispered reassuringly to him, quiet words of dominance and hunger and love only releasing her grip once he was still, melted by the heat of her breath in his ear. He felt her big paws wrap around his own delicate ones and guide them to her frilly panties, helping him pull them away and when his cock met her fold, the moist heat of it made him jump. He needed her. He needed to be in her. He needed her to surround him and take his heat in hers.

Zeke thrust softly against it, moistening his skin with her leaking arousal while she writhed in pleasure under him. The darkness of her cleavage only heightening weakness to her presence until she shifted her hips and forced him in. He heard her roar in ecstasy and felt her tunnel cinch around his wet rod and it was empowering for a moment but as he sunk deeper it was just too much. He quivered and shook until she pulled him in to the hilt where he spasmed, grunting into her body and started to loose his load.

He gushed wildly into her, a load for a male much bigger than the little mustelid pouring deep into her body as he flushed with guilt. He could feel each blast going into her, leaking over his balls and splattering between them while he only got in one thrust. This had been his fear the moment he saw her and his inexperience caught up with him.

The ferret pulled away not daring to look at her, while his load finished, firing one last shot on her fold. It gushed with his seed, oozing down onto her sheets as he tried to crawl away and hide but he paused, even now she was more beautiful than he could have imagined her, poised and commanding even slopped with his early finish. Zeke couldn't draw his eyes away as her shifting legs spilled more of him out of her finally looking up as she leaned forward, hiding it away in exchange for her heavy breasts held in lace perfectly fitted around it.

He gave himself one last chance to see her face before he slunk off into the night but rather than anything like disappointment he saw that same lust. Lust mixed with mirth and perhaps something devious but the same sort of carnal love she'd shown all night. The shame washed away and he waited for her command. Her paw caught him in the chest, pushing him back down to the bed as she crawled over him. The tigress continued, showing off her rounded belly then her curving hips and finally stopping as her white oozing sex hovered over his face.

She whispered again, praising him, congratulating him. She was full and wet as she liked. She would teach him to last for her. She would train him to please her. And to start, she'd let him clean her. The white and pink fold sunk down to him, assaulting his nose with her musk mixed with his and immediately his tongue darted out. He liked the cocktail of arousal dribbling down his throat with each lick. She talked him through it, her silky voice wavering when he did well and rewarding him with more of her nectar and his cream.

The ferret pushed his tongue deep, wallowing in her heat, lapping up her tunnel to thank her as best he could. He could barely see her groping her breasts as he did, her coaching trailing off as he caught on, learning the best spots to thrill his tigress. Finally she was clean of his cum, most of it down Zeke's throat though his muzzle was splattered with it, and she panted heavily getting closer and closer to her climax. He sped up his tired tongue and dug in deep, even venturing to brush his teeth against her lips, doing his best to imitate hers against his throat until she roared out again and washed him in more sap.

He might drowned happily in it but the flood was short lived, tapering off readily and letting him take a deep breath of her concentrated lust. She leaned back and smiled at him, running a clawed finger against his head, her weight pinning him down. She wasn't finished, and when Zeke was ready he would find himself inside her again but for right now he just watched her, silently worshipping.

She suddenly shifted forward again, her pussy against his nose as her fingers pressed against his face. She scooped off some of the cum from his cheek and lifted it to her mouth. She dragged it dramatically across her tongue while he stared, transfixed by her raw sexuality while the other fingers rubbed the rest of it in. He felt his rod swelling again, tender and tingling from his first attempt. She knew exactly how to get to him, she would get whatever she wanted and he was all too happy to with no choice but to give it to her.