Commodity 2

Written by Iscin according to Duma Tiger's outline

There is a party at the mansion tonight. The lord of the house, Leorius the tall and stately red-maned lion, is preparing to pawn off his most recent acquisitions. Two feline boys, Duma and Shaibru are being prepared right now, down below in something of a sex dungeon. Lupine slaves groom the big cats' furs and dress them in only the most carefully revealing of clothes. Duma receives a leather codpiece with hooks which connect to a series of leather straps going over his chest and back. Shaibru is clothed in Persian style veils that do little to hide his naked kitten soft ass; although he does have something that cups his balls and sheath in.

"Good, send them up." William tells the other slaves as thy finishes trussing up the felines. The black wolf sets down a list of requirements, each of which has been implemented for the cats. Those requirements do not include the skimpy apparel they are wearing, but also a concoction of drugs that will keep their minds supple and their bodies willing for what is to come.

Duma and Shaibru are led, in their dazed state, up a flight of stairs and into one of the mansion's many hallways. The velvet carpet underneath his bare paws start to make Duma giggle. But he pushed forward and stops the distracting noise. Their private guard soon have the cats through the doors to the main hall where people are already waiting for them.

Leorius is there of course, seeing to the guests. At the moment they are enjoying the hors d'oeuvres and some alcoholic refreshments. Said guests are some usual friends of the lion family, the tall and powerfully built one-eyed kitsune Daemon and his two boys Lucas and Darren; both of which are not quite as tall in stature as their father. Lucas is black furred like his father with silver highlights on his paws, tail tip, ears and belly; his brother has the opposite mix of silver fur with black highlights. There is however the addition of someone new that Leorius has not yet met.

"So, who's this then?" The old lion asks of Daemon as he points to a slim and lithe looking blue cheetah with black spots.

"Hmm. Looking for something new are you Leo?" Daemon growls and takes a swing, his heavy paw connecting with the other male's leonine rump with a satisfying smack.

"C-Cut that out you fucker." Leorius blushes as the kitsune brothers are watching from the other side of the lush room. "It's a serious question and I'm not interested in taking him. If he's your property that is..."

"Well he is," Daemon looks down at his drink and swirls it a bit, "his name is Lasaroo and keep your dirty eyes off him you old lion."

"Oh, that's an unusual naAAAME!" Leorius' eyes go wide as the tall kitsune slips his right paw down the back of the stately lion's suit trousers. "Wh-" His next word never forms as his apparently intoxicated friend grabs him and pushes their mouthes together.

The boys Lucas and Darren snicker as they watch their drunken father start to molest the rich lion in his own mansion. Yet despite the aggressiveness of the vulpine the feline does not resist as he reaches around to grip Daemon's own rear buns. Lasaroo meanwhile catches a wink from Daemon's good left eye as he fixes a stare on the submissive cheetah over Leorius' shoulder.

However something else is to catch the brothers' shared attention as Duma and Shabiru are finally brought out. They are accompanied by one of the slave staff members this time, but their drugged state means they will not be trying to escape. The two brothers approach the new cats, eyes trained on their bodies.

"Hey, they've got tags." Darren points out the collars have price tags attached to them. Looking with his brother Lucas sees that the cheetah, labelled as Shabiru, is going for $25,000.

"Please let us go..." One weak thought is still in Duma's head, but the kitsune boys are not paying attention to what the tiger has to say. His price tag is at a cool $50,000 though. For some unknown reason Lucas finds himself drawn to the tiger more than the cheetah.

"This one's cute," Lucas says as he reaches for and grabs Duma's leather collar. Pulling on it he forces the cat to stumble forward and their faces become uncomfortably close. "Want to try them out brother?"

Darren is already ahead though, having moved behind Shabiru. His three tails whip around in excitement as his paws go up the back of the small feline boy's thighs. A shiver runs up and down the red cheetah's spine; his fur rises and his butt clenches even before the kitsune's paw reaches it. Darren grabs the slave's rear wit a satisfying squeeze as his claws sink in. His other paw is already decoupling and removing the veils that tie Shabiru together like a christmas gift.

"Have you been with another male yet?" Lucas asks the tiger as he follows one of the leather straps with a claw.

"Y-Yes," Duma replies with tears welling up, thoughts turning to the rape he receive only a couple days ago.

Lucas feels as much as sees this in the tiger; and despite the taste of sex in the air he feels a pang of compassion for the feline. Removing the leather straps quickly, codepiece falling to the ground too, the kitsune wraps his tails around the naked tiger. Bringing the smaller male into his arms the kitsune whispers into his ear.

"Shh, forget about that. I'm going to treat you with the respect you deserve." Lucas then licks the white tiger's nose and suddenly Duma does not feel quite so bad. In fact the tiger is starting to feel good as he feels one of Lucas' hands stroking his tuft of orange chest fur.

Meanwhile the two older males are starting to get a little too frisky. Having dropped his glass several minutes go, Leorius is now forced over one othe ornate tables in the room. Behind him, the powerful and horny Daemon is pushing his muzzle against the lion's rarely explored tailhole. His tongue works its way this way and that, exercising only the most skilled of oral talent in weaning the lion open. Involuntary purrs roll out of the stately cat's throat as new fires kindle inside his body; and his lionhood is quickly engorging itself as it struggles inside his not entirely removed pants.

As for Darren and the cheetah, poor little Shabiru is being held under one arm by the strong kitsune. Walking to one of the chairs, Darren takes a seat with the naked cheetah laid down over his lap. Even as the feline squirms underneath the kitsune's single arm hold, the other arm rises up to come down with the paw and claw tips at the end to smack loudly upon Shabiru's rump. More kitty noises are added to the room between Leorius' lustful purrs and Shabiru's merowlings. This is no longer a dinner party, this is an all out orgy set in a luxurious mansion.

Back to Duma, he quickly finds himself on his knees before the kitsune. Lucas removes his belt for the tiger and his pants drop even as something long and needy springs free from its confines. Blue tiger eyes fixate on the kitsune's pulsing member as it grows before him. Maybe it is the drugs encouraging him, but Duma is starting to salivate.

He reaches out for the other male's phallus, strong tiger hands grasping the head and the mid section. Gentle squeezes are followed by a smooth rubbing back and forth along the kitsune's canine like phallus. The pointy head starts to dribble the musk releasing ore of the make as the thick base swells out a bit showing where the knot forms. With a bit of gentle pressure on the back of Duma's head the silvery kitsune encourages him to start sucking.

"Go on, it won't bite," Lucas teases.

Opening his mouth Duma slowly moves forward, advancing on the penis. His hot feline breath comes down onto the throbbing organ before his lips finally touch the tip. A gasp and a sigh come from Lucas' snout as the kitsune looks down at the tiger on his knees. Drops of pre spread out over Duma's lips and he licks it off with the masculine taste saturating his mind with carnal thoughts. He begins to slowly force himself down on the ten inch vulpine malehood. The long organ throbs powerfully in the feline's hands as he guides it for himself taking the first four or five inches of the two inch across thick love sausage.

Darren is done with spanking the lithe and naturally sultry looking Shabiru. So the silver and black sits the cheetah on one knee whilst he removes his belt. As the drugged cat looks back around he catches the view just in time as Darren's raging hard cock springs out of his pants. Although not as long as his brother, the male makes up with a far thicker shaft and dangerously devastating knot that swells up at the base. As Shabiru stares, drops of fluid bead at the pointy head and roll down coating the member making it glisten in the light.

"Come 'ere!" Darren uses both paws to hold the cheetah up over his crotch. The cat meows and his tail whips around, but before he can do much else he is forced down. The thick kitsunehood spears the little cheetah boy, making him reach a record high note.

Having had enough of the stately lion's equally stately butt; Daemon practically drags the maned kitty over to the black grand piano in the room. Forcing him over it, the powerfully built kitsune drops his pants and grabs his hardening dick before slapping it across Leorius' ass.

"Gods, fuck I forget how big that thing is." Leorius growls back at the kitsune, but he is not resisting him.

The one eyed sex machine laughs at the lion's eager little wiggles with his ass. His member quickly throbs at full mast: thirteen inches of kitty pleasing meat. He now sets upon the lion with legs spaced out and claws digging into the expensive floor for anchorage. Leorius can then feel the python from the other as it leverages into his butt's cleft. His eyes slide half closed as he leans up and growls loudly. The head pops inside and Daemon grunts as he holds the lion down and continues to push himself in further.

The white tiger is somewhere down to seven of eight inches when his lips reach the part where Lucas' knot swells up. Previously droopy eyelids wake up as Duma stares at the kitsune's fuzzy crotch only a fraction away from his nose. The male musky scent from the kitsune's crotch drift off into the feline's sensitive olfactory senses making him purr, gurgling almost, around the cock inside his mouth and poking down is throat. Lucas chuckles above him, finding the strand drugged up tiger all the cuter with each passing second. But he tries to help him, grabbing Duma's head with both paws Lucas guides him back and forth.

Building up a rhythm Duma starts to bob back and forth on the ten inch long kitsunehood. He purses his lips, thrashes his tongue around and swallows around the heads each time it goes down is throat. This quickly squeezes, strokes and massages Lucas to a powerfully throbbing peak.

"Ooh fuck me you're good at this Duma," he grunts and then motions for the tiger to pull off. "Wanna try something else?"

Duma looks at the throbbing, dripping wet malehood before him and then looks back up at Lucas before replying.

"Yes please."

Merowling turns into a hollering and thrashing of limbs and tail as Shabiru is forced to ride Darren's fat, knotty malehood hard and without pre-lubrication. This is a dangerous mix for a cheetah and his prostate as an explosion of colours shoot into his vision. Shabiru's claws dig into Darren's thighs as he tries to slow himself down, but the strong kitsune's hands just pull him down anyway. He force's the cheetah's fuzzy rump to grind into his crotch as the fat base of his cock is sheathed all the way in to squeeze out any corners.

"B-B-BIIIIIG!" Shabiru manages to say one word, but nothing else as his heavy panting and involuntary sounds take precedent.

Darren growls at the cat and bites his neck lightly, leaving a mark. He then lets the cat back up before forcing him down again. Pre dribbles down Shabiru's cheeks as the tight fit squeezes it out. He can feel the large male's thick organ inside himself having carved its way a nice snug fit inside the slave's ass. Despite the obvious rape of the situation, the simulation it affords the cheetah is causing his own penis to throb with a need for attention. Only half aware of himself Shabiru reaches for himself, one paw stroking his kittyhood whilst he bounces up and down atop the kitsune's fat cock.

A roar from Leorius brings some attention from the others, which quickly disappates, as he is speared hard and fast by Daemon. The musculed beast of a man has the lion firmly pinned down to the piano's smooth and shiny black surface, all whilst he ploughs his host's firm and deep rump. Long and girthy vulpine dick throbs past the lion's well groomed furry cheeks as he is impaled again and again.

"F-u-ck!" Leorius' voice is uneven as he is pounded furiously by his friend.

Daemon growls as his impressive balls slap into the lion's butt cheeks. He sinks his teeth into Leorius' neck and then takes them out before licking over the marks with his tongue. He works his way up the roaring, growling, mewling mess of a lion, biting, licking and kissing his way up to his mouth. It almost look as if Daemon is going to kiss Leorius, before he then shoves the lion's face into the piano and grinds in hard.

The lion almost screams like a girl as he feels the kitsune's huge knot squeeze against his tailhole. Unable to resist for long it finally pops inside with a loud, wet sound. Daemon makes a noise that sounds like a roar to put the lion to shame, although it is actually more like a protracted piece of profanity. Daemon's knot rapidly swells as he ties with the lion and Leorius can feel something rumbling down the male's phallus.

Tingling loins unload their bounteous creamy load into Leorius' rarely visited tailhole. He roars with his body burning enough to spill his own seed over the black finished surface of the piano. The kitsune holds him down with a wicked grin on his one eyed face, cum starting to dribble down the back of the feline's legs.

Back to the boys, Lucas has the white tiger Duma where he wants him on a pile of cushions on the floor. Normally used for posh catnaps, these pillows are now a makeshift bed as the kitsune runs his paws across the tiger's left buttocks cheek. His claw slips into the cleftal horizon as he squeezes Duma's ass. The tiger mewls and gasps with his cock hard and swinging between his legs in anticipation of what is to come. Lucas gives the right cheek a gentle kiss, his breath beating down on soft short fur, before he moves up behind the tiger with his ten inch cock in paw.

Slowly and with a paw on the tiger's back keeping him steady, Lucas starts to press himself into the cat's behind. His cock pierces between the cheeks with a gasp and purr from Duma. He then keeps pushing, guiding his phallus with one paw and providing the force with his hips. The drooling head of the kitsunehood meets the tiger's tailhole with a gentle touch and then a sharp pain as it forces its way inside.

"Oooh, mmmh." Different sounds fall from Duma's lips as the tiger's tailhole clamps down around the kitsune's intruding member.

"Good kitty, this'll feel good when it's all inside you."

As the tiger sinks into the cushions, clawing at them a bit, so too does the taller male's cock sink into his tight rear entrance. Inch after inch of the juicy malehood disappears into those stripy buns with almost no effort from the strong kitsune. All the while his cock throbs and drools its lubricating pre inside the feline, just enough for it to keep making further ground inside of him. As it goes past the halfway mark the sounds coming from Duma change from mere gasps into a flurry of louder sounds. Lucas too starts to grunt and growl as his breath becomes more shallow.

With one more push the last three inches slide their long, tight way deep into the tiger's fluffy ass. His and Lucas' growls match, although for entirely different reasons. The kitsune starts to grind into the tiger, the thick base of his shaft carving out some give from Duma's anus whilst his balls are tickled by that furry white and black rump.

"Tight tiger butt, my favourite!" Lucas says into the feline's ear before kissing his cheek.

"Meeerrrrwwl," is all the shivering tiger says, his sphincter clinging tightly to the throbbing love stick inside of him.

Shabiru is similarly getting a thorough ass workout. Bouncing on Darren's lap the cheetah is using his legs to work with the larger male now. The silver vulpine is happy with this as his strong black hands continue to force the boy down on his cock, impaling him again and again. The cheetah's butt and legs become wet with escaping juices. But that is to say nothing of his own kittycock, swishing around in the air as it drools. His face contorts into a cathartic mix as the pleasure overtakes him. Cheetah cream gets everywhere on the carpet and on himself, Darren can even feel it dribbling down his legs. He growls something about Shabiru being a bad kitty and smacks his ass hard.

In a perverted irony though, between the cat's orgasm and the kitsune spanking him, the cheetah tenses up just enough to send Darren over the edge. His claws grip viciously into Shabiru's sides as he forces the cat down and then keeps on pushing. His massive knot swells up as Shabiru goes wide eyed, his calls for the kitsune to stop fall on deaf ears. With a painful popping sound the kitsune fills the cheetah to the hilt as his loins come to the boil with hot cum shooting up his thick shaft and into Shabiru.

"Aaaah!" Shabiru wriggles and squeals sat in Darren's. His internal muscles struggle around the knot that has busted his tailhole wide open and he backs up with white seed dribbling all over the kitsune's lap.

Meanwhile on the pillows Duma is just staring to the get the buttfuck of the century. As his partner, Lucas is a monster when the mood takes him, and the mood is most certainly taking him along a randy path right now. Once getting the tiger to take all ten inches, he is now pulling back before slamming it all in again with great frequency and power. His balls come down against those striped buns with a satisfying smacking sound. All the while Duma is roaring and wriggling is butt, internal muscles conspiring to cling onto the kitsune's phallus.

His eyes in a half closed, hazy state, Duma is ever so dimly aware of others, Leorius in particular, watching them now. But he does not care about anyone else and neither does Lucas. Their bodies begin merge on a synergetic level, fuelled by a deep carnal lust. Each movement is countered by the next, from each pull and push, tug and wiggle, thrust and squeeze. Both male's at the edge of their respective pleasures, bodies burning hot as their loins rage for release.

Pushing the tiger into the pillows, Lucas gets on top of him as he reaches his climax. Grunts and growls subside as he moans with needy lust, his cock throbbing deep inside the feline's friendly ass. With a gentle paw he guides Duma to turn his head and then pushes their lips together. The tiger is shocked, but lets the kitsune slip his tongue inside, dancing with the cat's. Then he feels the larger male's knot rapidly swell up inside of him, locking into place as his muscles twitch and contract around the organ throbbing inside of him.

They both ejaculate at the same time, moaning into one another's face. Duma gets the pillows sticky whilst Lucas fills up the cat's rump good and full. The fires, the passions from their bodies rapidly begins to die down. Soft moans coming from Duma as Lucas pants for more oxygen, becoming aware of the tiger's tail curled around one of his legs. He blushes as he notices the tiger looking at him with his big, loving blue eyes and then feels a squeeze around his cock, still buried deep inside the feline.

"W-Well, you're worth your price tag," Lucas starts to say but then stops as he sees a frown on the tiger's face. "But just between you and me, you're priceless," he whispers and winks at him in a quick recover.

As everyone calms down from their respective climaxes a couple servants come in to start mopping up the messes, ranging from the piano to the sofa and the pillows. Leorius is quick to straighten is appearance whilst Daemon keeps learning at his ass like he already owns it. But of more importance is that the two boys have reached a decision about what they want to do with the merchandise.

"I want to buy him." Lucas is already offering the cash up front as Leorius tucks his shirt in. He reaches out and grabs the wad of bills, but the young kitsune does not let go. "And his freedom."

"Alright then, if that's what you want." Leorius tugs on the money and Lucas lets it go.

"I want to the cheetah too, but for myself." Darren looks at his brother with a condescending look. "Getting seduced by playthings brother. Tut tut..."

Lucas does not rise to the comment, but looks back at Duma who is being cleaned up along with the pillows by one of the servants. Their eyes catch one another as he does so and they both smile. Somehow Duma can tell from the look on the kitsune's face. Everything is going to be all right.