The King and His Fuck Slave
The lion king sat on his throne. Calvin rested his head on his fist, "Oh my goodness, I am so bored today. There's nothing to do!" He looked at the nearest servant, "Bring in Tyler, I miss him." The servant bowed his head and left the throne room. The other servants jerked their heads up at the mere mention of Tyler, and knew they should probably go, leaving the room empty save for the regal king.
Before long, Calvin bored state vanished as he saw his loyal servant enter the throne room. Tyler stood alone wearing nothing but a collar and a tight pink thong. The white tiger stood shyly before his king. Knowing the regular procedure, Tyler stood motionless as his king took his time admiring his lithe girlish figure. The tiger looked back at his king eye-fucked him. The king's shorts were tenting as he took in the sight of his fuck slave.
"Well, my cock isn't going to suck itself," the king sneered as he gestured Tyler over with a curl of his finger.
The servant walked over to the throne like he had done so many times before and took off the King's shorts for him. The royal member was already erect and the long length slapped Tyler in the nose. A deep rumble echoed in his ears as the king chuckled. The tiger wrapped his soft paws around the shaft and looked up at the king's face. There was no doubting how hot his master looked. He had a strong jaw, chiseled pecs, rock hard abs, and thick muscular thighs that surrounded him, as he was about to suck cock. Tyler didn't mind being a fuck slave, he was given a lot of royalties that the people outside the castle were not given. At least he had a roof over his head.
Tyler opened his muzzle and took a long lick of the underside of Calvin's cock. The lion shivered in his seat. The king slid forward a bit on his throne so his furry sack hung off he edge. Tyler understood what that meant. He gently grabbed the king's huge nuts and licked each one tenderly. The slave then took one and sucked on it, preparing it for what will come. His tongue resumed coating the rest of the towering shaft with his warm saliva.
Oh how he had missed being pleasured by his fuck slave. Once Tyler had bathed the love stick in his juices, he took the tip into his muzzle. Now, that he repositioned his head, he suckled on the lion head between his lips. The slave new his job, and he knew a fabulous pattern that would give him the most of Calvin's delicious cum. When the king shot his first strand of pre on Tyler's tongue, the tiger swallowed and took the rest of the royal pole in his maw.
Tyler sucked hard when he hit the bottom of his master's groin. He swallowed pre, and swallowed more pre, until he felt the first jerk of the king's hips. The tiger began to bob his head and keeping a tight seal around the barbed skin. The sharp points didn't really bother the tiger, he had gotten used to it after all the times he blew the king. Every time the fuck slave got to the bottom, he held there, as he extended his tongue and licked the furry sack below. Then he pulled up and repeated. King Calvin scratched behind his bitch's ears and getting him to purr all around his cock. That was enough to send him over the edge.
The lion roared and filled his bitch's muzzle with his warm seed. He held Tyler's muzzle against his groin as he hilted inside his lips. The king wasn't the only one who was enjoying this. The sex slave moaned as the fantastic tasting cream filled his maw. He eagerly slurped down the liquid love, knowing that had he not; it would quickly overfill his muzzle.
Calvin pulled his member out of Tyler's lips and finished his hefty load on his slave's face. He loved the tiger's horny expression of closed eyes and an open muzzle. The lion tried to aim for his outstretched tongue, but most of it landed on top of his muzzle and on his forehead.
Tyler purred and licked up the excess cum dripping him his face, much to the delight of his king.
He felt a strong paw on his head making him look into the king's eyes, "Now strip my little bitch and ride me."
The tiger nodded and stood before his master. His erect member was poking out the top of his pink thong. He teased his king by pleasuring himself like he always does. He cupped his sack and moaned at his self-touch. Tyler turned around and bent over showing the lion his firm tight ass. His fingers went underneath the waistband and slowly pulled his thong down. With a flick of his foot, tossing his underwear to the side, he was completely naked before his king. He turned around to show off for his king.
After a brief moment, Tyler climbed onto the throne. His knees on the sides of his hips supported him as he leaned in for a kiss. The lion was hungry and slurped his tongue directly into the femboy's maw. Hot breath was shared as the two felines moaned into each other's maw. Being the dominant one, the king strongly pressed his tongue onto his slave's one, and massaged it roughly. Tyler moaned once more and placed his paws in the king's thick mane, as the royal tongue fucked his maw.
The tiger reached back and gripped the base of the cum and saliva covered shaft. Tyler pressed back and grinded his bottom against the tip. The king groaned out and pulled his tongue out of his slave's maw.
He whispered sensually into his bitch's ear, "Take my cock."
Tyler obeyed and reached behind him to grab the wet shaft. He lowered his bottom against the fat head and impaled himself. The tiger moaned as his rim expanded. Whimpers escaped his lips as the fuck toy's tight insides filled with warm royal meat. The all-natural lube dulled all the pain. The only left that he felt was sheer ecstasy, and it shook the femboy down to his core. His butt eventually rested on the king's muscular thighs. And with that, began his ride.
With the first tug up, his anal rim resisted, as it seemingly didn't want to lose any of its warm erection. His ride began with a slow grind. The king leaned in to murr in his fuck slave's ears at the gratification of the lap sex. Tyler's hips went back and forth on the throne. His balance, learned from countless sex sessions, really helped him out.
Calvin's erection pulsed inside his slave's tailhole. A paw rose and loudly smacked Tyler's ass. He repeated again until the red sore showed through the white fur. The sex slave could do nothing but moan in pleasure and continue to ride his king. His tailhole relaxed enough so that he could pick up the pace without too much pain. Tyler's flexibility greatly helped as he bounced on Calvin's lap.
The tiger's own member strained and pulsed against the king's rock hard abs. With his toes firmly planted on the throne, he could really get going. His humping went faster and he was able to sink more of the royal meat into his body. The fact that Calvin began humping also helped out.
Tyler's insides became even wetter as the king squirted a hefty amount of pre in his crevasse. A strong paw grabbed the back of the tiger's head and forced him to gaze into the eyes of the royal king. Tyler saw the sharp blue eyes of his master. They were half shut and fluttering slightly. Calvin looked at him with a mixture of lust, ownership, and a little bit of love. The lion king licked his lips and moved his head closer to kissed his slave. The tiger slave opened his muzzle and accepted his king once more. They made out as Tyler continued to ride on the lion's massive girth.
They shared thick breath between their maws. Tyler outlined the king's sharp fangs with his teeth. Calvin chuckled before using his own tongue to press the tiger's tongue back. The lion king overwhelmed Tyler's maw with his thick tongue. The slave moaned as the insides of his maw were lapped and massaged by Calvin. His body jerked as he felt the lion's paw wrap around his shaft. The kiss couldn't be broken though. Calvin held the back of his head.
With the lion cock tip crashing into his prostrate Tyler was so close to coming. He humped not only down against the rod, but also into the paw. Calvin knew it too, and whispered into his slave's ears, "That's right, cum for me my cute little tiger bottom." The tiger whimpered as his cock pulsed and shoot its cream onto the chiseled chest of the king. His ass muscles contracted all around the king's royal cock, begging King Calvin to claim his ass like he had so many times before.
The lion broke the kiss as he felt his orgasm coming. He grabbed Tyler's hips and pulled him down to force as much of his cock inside his slave's tailhole as possible. His balls pulled up against his body and emptied their load. With a loud howl that the entire castle could hear, Calvin filled Tyler's insides with his potent seed. Purring came next as he felt Tyler's insides pulse to milk as much jizz out of his balls as possible. With every squirt of cum, Calvin's hips jerked up, and humped his slave.
Their shared bliss left their bodies as they calmed down. Tyler pulled the lionhood out of his tailhole with a long and droned out moan. Once it was out, he held it there as he leaked royal jizz onto Calvin's cock. The tiger felt said at the emptiness that he felt inside his body. It was something he always felt after their fucking sessions.
"You know what to do next," breathed Calvin.
The fuck toy nodded and kneeled down before his king once more. He saw the flaccid member covered in sticky cream. Tyler opened his muzzle and took the phallus into his maw and cleaned his king up. After his cock fully retreated into its sheath, Calvin pulled Tyler up and kissed him deeply. After sucking all breath for him, the king pulled away.
He gave him a hard slap on the tiger's tight ass, "See you next time."