Perfect Roman Male
Amisi yawned as she lay, draped over the cushions and staring at the drapes that surrounded her. She wore next to nothing with her golden jewelry imported from her home country by her master to make her more...exotic. Amisi was a lioness in the service to a Roman Senate member. By 'in service to' she meant owned by, Romulus the elder. She was purchased as a slave in Greece after her parents sold her into slavery to cover their debt. She was unfortunate enough to develop early into her maturity and was thus trained in the art of pleasure. Her sleek figure, her well colored and groomed fur, her proportionately large breasts and long black head fur made her a favorite of the male trainers. After her training she was quickly snapped up by a friend of the senator as a gift for his fortieth birthday. Yet to even her dismay he could not really be aroused enough at his senior age. Thus as she was trained to seek the pleasure of intercourse she would be perpetually bored and over stimulated as she was never used. He usually just used her as an object to decorate his home, hence all the jewelry he bought to decorate her with; that was until the evening when a younger member of the Senate arrived at his home.
They were discussing politics when he noticed her dressed in her gold and silk clothing and inquired her status to her master who gladly agreed for him to use her for the evening. She was told to prepare herself and retire to her chamber to wait for the young wolf male but it had been several hours since she had indicated her preparedness but the male had not yet shown.
She was just about to doze off to sleep upon her cushion couch when she felt a presence next to her; she opened her eyes to a strapping, well built handsome wolf standing over her. She had not actually seen the young man up close until then but she was pleasantly surprised. She was expecting the usual insecure youth that attended her master's home but this was quite different. He looked like he was a soldier, as he had visible scars on his barely clothed body and his toned body was also an indicator of rigorous training. His rugged looks and well built body made Amisi believe that she was in the presence of a god or perhaps even the perfect male Roman, the type of man she had been dreaming of for the two years of her servitude to the older Senator.
She smiled, "Well, I see my master's colleague has punctuality." He chuckled in response as he sat next to the lounging lioness with the same sinister smile on his muzzle.
"Your master tells me you enjoy the anticipation, as I hear your services aren't in need usually."
She chuckled back and gave him a wink, "Well it has been some time since I last felt the warmth of a males touch."
"What a shame, a delicate beauty like you, that could rival Venus herself, abandoned like a stuffy old housewife. It should be a crime to let such a female rot in the hands of an impotent old male."
"Are you going to lay with me or offering to buy me?" She giggled as she ran a paw down his exposed thigh to his knee softly.
"Well now that you mention it, I did make an offer to your master...pending a performance review of course."
A light went off in Amisi's head, this was the type of male she could respect and enjoy while doing her role. He was a good looking, wealthy, strong male of the Roman senate. This was the kind of male she was supposed to be sold to, the kind of male she could enjoy herself with, the perfect slave with the perfect master. She knew she couldn't screw this up and immediately began to work her charms, lightly running a paw with an exposed claw up his thigh and gently caressing the area.
"Well, I guess I'll have to be at my top performance then." She said seductively as she propped herself up with her other paw to near his face level.
He closed his eyes and sighed as she began to nimbly caress his inner thigh and tease his member oh-so expertly as she nuzzled his lower jaw shifting her self to a sitting position next to him. She teased and pricked him as she nibbled and nuzzled his neck with his head rolled back in pleasure.
"Mmm, well your paws work this magnificent magic upon me dear Amisi," The male managed to moan out as he felt her other paw undoing his simple rope belt and exposing his growing member. She then slowly transitioned her head, by licking and nipping his chest, towards his member all the while teasing and caressing his male-hood.
She slowly slid to the floor as he fell back onto the couch. She quickly positioned his hardening meat upon her lips and flawlessly engulfed his member. The male wished desperately to release his essence right then but the expert paws of Amisi prevented him leaving him on the edge, in the heavens and loving every minute of it.
Amisi rolled and pumped his wolf member with impeccable precision, making sure that every agonizing movement by her was translated it pure bliss to the relaxing male. She used every know talent she possessed in make sure that all her mouth was engaged in the precise art of fellatio. However this was only half of her talents and planned to keep his release building until the crescendo of her performance.
The male was still desperately trying to release his seed into the talented slave's mouth and by now was getting frustrated at his lack of ability to do so. He initially wanted to make this experience last as he was granted only one release into this goddess of lust by his associate and even that knowledge did not dissuade his fervent desire to explode at that moment. It seemed as if he was a pot ready to boil over at any minute and ruin the fire and the stew he was hoping to save for his 'guests' table. Yet all of a sudden he felt released, he had not let go his precious seed but it seemed that the lioness had stopped her eager manipulations leaving him at a precarious position.
He then opened his eyes and felt her wet nose next to his ear as she whispered oh so seductively, "Sir, I have prepared myself for you, will you allow me the honor of enveloping such a noble and pious male as yourself?" Wordlessly he nodded his head still clouded with his brush with this master at the art of love.
She smiled as she could see the intoxicated state her male was in and knew that her performance thus far was flawless, now the hardest part for her was the finally. It had been some time since she had a real member inside her and this wolfs, while not the largest she had ever had, was quite sizable and her next feat required a perfect combination of pressure, muscle control and will power. If any one of them were off the night would end right then and their and she would be doomed to live the life of a statue, magnificent to view yet untenable by mortal means.
She took in a deep breath as she positioned herself over the wolf's protruding throbbing member. She then closed her eyes and with the grace only a feline could muster lightly enveloped her wolven male with out fail. She carefully enveloped his entire male-hood with out fully enveloping the growing knot at its base. She then closed her eyes and worked out the adjustments she would need to make with her tighter less used passage slickened by his pre and her saliva coating his aching meat.
He could not believe how tight, yet how soft her vessel felt, it was like nothing he had experienced, the grip of a tender lover with the comfort and velvety feel that he could only compare to that of a cloud. He was certain now that he was making love with Venus herself, no other mortal could compare the exquisite feeling of bliss he was experiencing at the moment and as she began to move around his stricken member a wave of determination swept over him. He must make this last and if he did, he must have this seductress, this holy vessel of love for his own. With this determination he deepened his breathing and focused all his energy on remaining firm and holding back the flood which welled up in his body.
Several minutes went by and it was obvious to Amisi that neither party was soon to release. She was, notably impressed with his stamina, only one other male could compare to him and that was her favorite instructor, a canine with the control and stamina of a bull in rut. He would always make the sessions interesting and was adept at keeping her on her toes with her skills. However, in the end the canine would always give into her delicate touch and sensual goddess like grace and dexterity.
With this knowledge she began to go to work with her body, letting her own arousal influence her partner's arousal, her tangy liquids flowing forth from her now slick passage. With the increased lubrication her speed and sudden movements could increase, moving from sensitive spot to sensitive spot to try and break down his defenses. She was greatly enjoying herself in the process though it did not take long for his defenses to fall like a house of leaves to her gale force winds. She forced her self to restrain a bit, still waiting for her own chorus to build and meet his with a fury of pleasure and bliss at the apex of their intimate dance.
She worked him off and on from slow to furious building her own orgasm to the last minute before she could no longer keep it in and quickly, yet roughly popped his knot into her vagina causing him to tense up quickly and spurt his hot seed into her. Consequently his sudden entrance and explosion was met with equal loss of control on Amisi's part, sending her into a mind bending orgasm, amplified by her years of neglect.
When both unstiffened their bodies and came to rest with each other in a tired heap they both panted in silence, their lust's slated and goals achieved they lay together in peace and bliss till they both nodded off to sleep.
Unbeknownst to them her joyful master was watching from a short distance, glad to have made the sale of a female that was otherwise a burden on his income. For you see it was not that he wasn't able to participate in sexual relations, but distasteful for foreign and sexual objects like his dear slave. He smiled as the young wolfess between his legs worked her best to please her lover, fumbling like only an inexperienced youth could with the delicate art of fellatio.
The young fem was a student of his who's feelings and desires manifested in this old, overweight and near deaf male whose intellect and passion for everything he did drove her not only to excel in learning but in the feelings of love and compassion for her poor old master. Now there she was, servicing him like a lover, with full knowledge of the impacts of her actions. He looked down at this dainty flower plucked from innocence into reality and smiled as he thought, 'what a perfect wife she will make.'