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Kahotep stood tall at the balcony, paws resting on the stone rail, eyes closed as a cool wind swept through his dark fur, causing the anubian to give a light shiver. His eyes opened slowly, flitting momentarily over his vast empire as he turned back towards his palace's elaborate dining areas behind him, his pupils glowing a deep amber as they roamed over the scene before him.

In the centre of the room were two of his slaves, clearing what remained of his recently finished meal from his table - they backed away from him as they left (for they knew better than to turn their back on him), bowing as they passed the two strong guards (both strong, bulky canines, dressed in gleaming bronze armour) at the doorway and moving out of his sight. The finely polished claws on his foot-paws clicked lightly against the stone floor as he neared the door, where he paused, briefly turning to the nearest of the two guards and stating his wishes.

"Have my personal slaves come to my sleeping chambers. And have one bring me some cool water" The guards' response was immediate, and followed by a customary bowing of his head. Yes My Lord, right away"

* * *

Kahotep walked slowly along the line of slaves he found assembled in line along the wall of his luxurious quarters, drinking from a fresh vessel of water which he held on one paw, while his other brushed over the fur of each slave in turn. All were dressed scantily, as indeed they always were in Kahotep's presence, serving to make his own royal clothing look even grander than usual by contrast. Each slave was wearing two white veils held in place with thin strands of rope hung from their shoulders and waists, which served as their only clothing. Around each of their limbs and the tops of their tails were rings of silver-grey metal (which they kept polished to a mirror shine) and around their necks were plain metal collars, with rope twined around them.

A faint smile broke over the Kahotep's face, sharp canine fangs being revealed as with no pretence of subtlety his paw pushed underneath the upper veil of a grey wolfess, brushing the back of it across one of her soft breasts, then turning it and giving the other a firm squeeze, thumb-tip pressing hard against the nipple... she was one of his favourites, and he was always sure to give her at least some attention. The wolfess herself made only the slightest of movements, her ears flattening a little closer against her head in submission for him - today however, her master had his amber eyes fixed on another, towards the end of the line.

Waiting under his stare was a sleek, sandy-brown feline, one of the newer additions to his collection of slaves. While approaching her his claws began to press into the various pelts of those between him and her, getting gradually harder until he reached her, at which point those claws were put to use, hooking into the veil covering her chest, tearing down through the thin fabric, ripping it away with ease. Retracting his claws slightly, his paw rose again, curling around the side of the felines neck, then sliding down to firmly grasp the collar at her neck. This was followed by his second paw, which (after thrusting the now empty tumbler of water towards another slave, who took it from him immediately) found her breast, palm kneading at the warm flesh as he pushed her hard against the wall behind her.

"The rest of you. Leave us"

Paying no further attention to those leaving the room he turned the feline before him to face away from him, pushing her small form roughly into the wall. Kahotep began the rope holding the veil around her hips - she was naked before the last in the line of slaves had bowed her way out, and strong paws were pulling her arms behind her before the door had finished closing. By the time the sound of retreating footsteps were inaudible, the sound of Kahotep's breaths, deepening as he became steadily more aroused, had risen to replace it - the felines wrists were in the process of being tied, using the same rope which had previously been used to conceal her.

Growling lowly, Kahotep's arms fastened themselves around the felines frame, paws cupping her breasts and squeezing hard as he pulled the warm body up against him, rolling his hips forwards, deliberately grinding the rather distinct bulge which was growing beneath his clothing against her soft, exposed rear, and her bound paws. As he felt paw-pads massaging over that bulge as best they could, the anubian pressed his fangs against her neck and gave a few nips, getting harder until he heard the first sound from the feline - a single quiet mew of submission.

A firm tug on that soft neck-fur with his teeth, and Kahotep drew his slave backwards into a turn, pulling her to face a silk-lined bed. Releasing his hold he then pushed the feline forwards forcefully - unable to use her bound paws to stop herself, she fell rather gracelessly forwards, landing face-down upon the bed with a loud thump and a muffled whimper. Grasping at her sleek hips, Kahotep pulled her backwards again until only her upper half rested on the bed, leaving her smooth legs and rounded rear over the edge. Though it wasn't strictly necessary his paw cracked down sharply onto that rump, prompting her to give a loud squeak, then raise her tail and spread her legs apart much more quickly than she had been for him.

Fumbling slightly due to his anticipation, one the anubian's paws pulled at his own clothing, shedding the layers of golden fabric and tossing it aside. His other paw stroked and pressed under the felines tail, rubbing over her small, tight tailhole, then sliding down, his digits sliding between and spreading her nether lips apart, then pressing inwards a few inches, waiting for her soft groan before retracting them. The next thing the feline had pressed against her rump was as wet as those digits now were - the anubian's cock was throbbing at it's full size, and smeared with his precum.

Wrapping one paw tightly around the base of her tail, the other grasped his shaft, and pressed the tip up against the felines soft, waiting entrance, pushing himself inside with no hesitation, murmuring deeply as the welcoming warmth squeezed firmly down around his shaft. Kahotep pushed in slowly, savouring every inch of the way in, loving the sensation of stretching the feline snugly around his member. Once hilted inside, he shifted his stance a little, standing tall over her. The paw holding her tail shifted to her hip, pulling her tail up with it. His second paw pressed into her lower back, then slid all the way up along her spine, coming to rest at her scruff and gripping tightly at it. The slave beneath his grip obviously knew by her treatment so far that his first push into her was to be his only slow one - she arched her neck up unto his grip and mewed piteously, knowing what was coming, but wanting to please...

Kahotep's ears twitched as he picked up the sound, however it barely registered in his mind as he gave a deep, heated growl and began slamming his hips back and forth, ramming his thick, canine cock up to the hilt with every thrust. The walls of the felines hot (and increasingly wet, thanks to his precum and her own fluids) tunnel tightened suddenly around the roughly invading shaft as though trying to squeeze him out. Beneath his hard grip she squirmed involuntarily, whining and moaning loudly, Kahotep taking this as all the more reason to rut harder at her, not particularly caring if they sounds of pleasure or pain - for him it was pleasure, and that was his only concern.

Lewd, wet smacking sounds grew in volume between the pair as they came rapidly into contact, their mixed fluids leaking, dripping down along the feline's inner thighs, splashing up and dampening the fur on her rear. Kahotep's harsh growls were becoming pleasured groans, his breathing ragged, drawn through gritted teeth as his cock pulsed hotly within his slave. She was his to be used, and today he was using her as crudely as he could. Kahotep knew his slaves would not dare fight him, but it certainly felt good nonetheless to put them in their rightful place.

Crying out as though in ecstasy, the feline encouraged the anubian to continue taking her, to finish quickly... at the base of his pistoning shaft the solid mass of his knot was swelling rapidly, the experience clearly exciting him greatly. Each drive forwards at her drove it inwards, stretching her tight entrance slightly further each time, to yet louder cries, though her sounds of pain showing somewhat more now, since the feline body was not of course designed to accommodate a canine's knot comfortably in any situation, not least such a rough one. Each pull back popped the knot out again with a sticky squelching, only failing to be removed again when the bulge had grown too large inside her.

Tied to his slave now, Kahotep's thrusts became shorter, his cocktip penetrating to it's deepest point, and being thrust more quickly than ever. His grip on her tightened, clawtips pressing down, not hard enough to cause true injury, but certainly enough to cause minor hurt, particularly as he pulled her back strongly into his pounding hips. His senses were blind to anything but his pleasure, his determination to reach orgasm - the anubian barely hearing their combined moans, hardly seeing the feline's bound paws straining uselessly against their bonds, and only dimly aware of the scents of arousal which rose from them.

All at once, the electric sensations flowing through his body peaked - his cry of pleasure reverberated around the large chamber with a roaring echo as his eyes squeezed tightly closed, his head thrown back as though howling towards the heavens. What felt like his whole form quivered, from his eartip to tailtip, save for the several inches of meat lodged deeply within the feline, which instead pulsed strongly, sending thick ropes of cum erupting from him, pumping into the warm depths of the feline.

It took many long moments before Kahotep's bearings to returned to him - after opening his eyes he had to blink a few times to clear his head, and his body still gave the occasional shiver of pleasure. He leant forwards over his slave, letting his deep breaths flow over her back. His paws relaxed their grip, and began running up and down along her curved figure - she responded by giving a low whimper, and eventually a deep purr a sound only a feline could truly produce. Her hips rocked slowly beneath him, shifting her squeezing tunnel around the cock impaling her, giving him further stimulation.

Kahotep relaxed himself on top of her, teeth finding her neck again and nipping down whenever he felt the rolling of her hips slowing, making her give renewed squeaks. Eventually however he stopped doing even that, simply content to lie there, only the sound of their panting breaking the silence.

* * *

A sticky trickle of fluids drooled from the feline as Kahotep pulled himself from her, along with a strong burst of his scent. He trailed his dripping shaft upwards over her rear, then rubbed his wet cocktip firmly up against her tailhole, causing her to give a sharp intake of breath. He squeezed her rump with a paw, able to nearly smell her sudden fear that he would use it too... for the moment however, he was content to simply toy with her.

The feline mewed meekly, hiding her relief as well as she could that he was choosing to wait rather than take her here and now behind the words "Thank you, my Master".

Kahotep gave a satisfied grin and stood, taking her collar in his paw and pulling her backwards off the bed onto the floor. He took her head in his paws and turned her to face him (she had to hurriedly scramble on her knees), then pulled her face against his shaft. The warm press of her tongue against his shaft followed almost immediately as she started to lick him clean, being careful not to miss a single spot. Once satisfied that he was clean, he pushed her head downwards, lowering himself to one knee as he touched her head to the ground. Reaching over her back to her paws, he released the rope tying her, having to use his claws to tear at it, the knots having being pulled too tight for undoing by her earlier straining.

A soft kiss touched his foot-paw as he stood. Kahotep nodded his approval, then gestured towards the mess around them - their strewn clothing, the ruffled bed, the pools of fluid shining on the floor. He spoke curtly "Clear this up. You may then leave."

Without waiting for any indication of response, he strode towards the door - in the corner of his eye he could see his slave remaining perfectly still until the moment he lost sight of her. He knew she would likely have to spend some time recovering after she had carried out her tasks, but it didn't stop him toying with the idea of summoning her again after he himself had rested as he proceeded down the passage beyond the door, heading for a room a few doors down, where he knew yet more slaves would be awaiting him with fresh clothes and refreshment. He chuckled to himself - life as a prince was certainly good.