The After Party {Commission}
#8 of Commissions
AN: The second part o fa very naughty commission for MadoriLynx Hope you enjoy!
Madori of course belongs to himself, all other characters belong to me, story by yours truly. ;)
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Madori shuffled anxiously. The leather he was seated in squeaked and he shot a glance towards the front of the car. The Doberman, Derrick, was singing along to the radio terribly. Madam Sahila laughed and giggled as she watched him, her gaze finding Madori's in the mirror every so often. She wore a simple skirt and the corset from the party, her breasts straining against the fabric. Madori wore his T-shirt and shorts he had arrived at the party in. He never thought he would be going home with a panther Mistress though and wished he had chosen to wear something a bit nicer. He was excited and nervous, his stomach a bit woozy from not eating in a few hours. The lynx stifled a giggle. Well, he had eaten something...
They arrived outside of a lavish apartment building a few miles away. Balconies lined the upper levels, and there was a currently closed restaurant inhabiting most of the ground level. The trio made their way across a deserted lobby and into a small elevator.
Madori sighed when the doors closed, happy to be resting soon. "So relaxed, you naïve little thing." The Doberman grinned and pinched the smaller cat's ass causing him to jump. Madori's short bobbed tail tucked as he mewled nervously and took a step back, suddenly a bit uneasy.
"Quiet, Derrick. Madori has nothing to fear." Madam Sahila scolded the large canine before exiting the elevator on her floor. She motioned with a finger for them both to follow her down a short hallway and into her penthouse suite. Once inside, Madori could see a large living area, a decent sized kitchen with an eating area to one side, and doors leading to other parts of the house. He wondered to himself where they would be most of the evening, yawing as he watched Derrick flop on one of the plush leather couches.
"Madori, this way." The panther purred, starting to peel her clothes off as she sauntered towards one of the shut doors. He followed, purring as he watched her ebony body move fluidly. His tongue flicked out over his cheeks, tasting cum matted fur. He made a face, feeling oddly dirty now.
"Madam... I-"
She stopped him with a finger, leading him into a lavish bathroom. Once inside she turned and smirked at him, her green eyes shining in the low light. "I want to clean up. The party was fun, but made us both dirty." Her words flowed behind her as she turned to a large shower stall, opening the glass door and beckoning him inside. Madori quickly stripped and followed her command. The black panther turned on the water and to his surprise it became hot almost immediately. She pulled him close, letting the water spray along his face lightly as she rubbed her cum from his fur. "You preformed nicely. I enjoy your tongue. You will service me again, yes?" She spoke in broken English, as if it weren't her native language. The lynx nodded, becoming sleepy with the attention he was receiving. This didn't last long however, and he felt a powerful paw force his eyes upward. "Answer" was all she needed to say.
"Yes Madam, I will service you all night if that is what you wish." He blushed heavily, his cock becoming hard at the thought of being forced to lick at her cunny again and again.
"Good. Kneel." She pinched a nerve in his neck, making him gasp lightly before he kneeled on the shower tile floor. He looked up and down her body, wondering if he should start licking at her now. She pulled him close to her, bottom of his maw setting just above her clit. "I mark what is mine."
"Wha-?" Madori was confused; his face had already been marked by her earlier. He wondered how else one could mark someone, and then it hit him. He squirmed and she held him tighter, forcing him to look into his captors shining green eyes. She placed a paw on her hip, and smirked down at him.
"I mark what is mine, cat." She took a deep breath before sighing heavily. A strong musky scent filled his nostrils and he whimpered. His bobbed tail tucking and his ears folding back flat against his head as he closed his eyes tight to shut out what was happening to him. It was slightly humiliating, but part of him enjoyed being marked with the powerful musky scent, completely owned as the warm sweet smelling liquid drenched his neck.
The pantheress purred lightly before pulling him up and pushing him against the shower stall wall. "You are mine; now wash me." Her silky voice wrapping around him as she pointed to a small bottle and a thick loofa. He gingerly picked them up, blushing deeply as he squirted a small dollop of body wash on the loofa. She grinned and closed her eyes, soft moans escaping her as he lathered her fur and scrubbed it carefully. When he finished she motioned for him to clean himself, but swatted at his hands as they moved to his neck. "No, don't wash neck." The look she gave him was slightly terrifying, and he swiftly moved to the rest of his body.
Madori sighed as she turned off the water, his neck still smelling of her. He felt his cock throb as the scent wafted through the warm air. She walked off with a towel lightly draped around her body, throwing one to the lynx before exiting the bathroom. He quickly dried himself and padded out to the living area, stopping short at the scene before him. The Doberman smirked up at the lynx from his position on the couch; his cock halfway from his sheath and throbbing lightly. Blushing, the lynx shifted from footpaw to footpaw as he waited for a sign from either of his current companions.
"Madam Sahila, look at those ears. So fluffy, I just want to play with them." Derrick reached out to play with Madori's thick lynx ears though when he was unable to reach from the couch, he huffed and dropped his arm.
"Madori, come. Kneel before me." Madam Sahila pointed to a space on the carpet between her feet. His blush darkened as he shuffled towards the couple, his knees softly hitting the carpet as he looked up at the ebony mistress before him.
"Madam looks lovely from here." The words came from him in a hushed whisper as licked the outer parts of him maw. Her fur was still wet from the shower, cunny dripping with water, as her paws moved in small slow circles around her hips. Her smirk sent shivers down his spine, his cock jumping in response. She purred at the sight, leaning down to drag a claw up his neck, driving his maw forward. She moaned when his wet nose made contact with her clit, shifting in her seat to allow him better access to her pussy. The lynx gasped as he inhaled deeply, smelling mint and woman, her scent still on his neck, a bit of musk in the air as well. His cock throbbed and bounced as he licked at her for the second time that night. He moaned in ecstasy at her bittersweet taste. He could not get enough of the intoxicating, sweet, minty aroma coming from just above her folds. He could care less about anything else. Closing his eyes he parted her lips with his tongue, exploring tenderly. Suddenly he flicked his sandpapery tongue across her clit, soon replacing it with his nose and blowing warm air over her most sensitive bundle of nerves. The ebony mistress moaned, urging him to go further with a paw between his ears. He took the invitation without hesitation, working his tongue into her and swirling it to find her favorite spots.
He mewled loudly, concentration broken as he felt the Doberman behind him. "No worries lynx, Madam Sahila wants a taste..." His rough voice trailed off as a large paw gripped at Madori's cock and stroked slowly. The spotted cat purred happily, looking up at the panther mistress and slurping at the juices collected while he was distracted. She grinned down at him, her slender tail swaying beside her. He moaned, closing his eyes at the feeling of being stroked. He barely heard a light chuckle as the pantheress roughly grabbed him by the ears, forcing him to her cunt once again. Madori mewled lowly, happily continuing his work as the Doberman worked his cock in slow steady strokes. He felt something cold and solid against his tip, looking up at Mistress Sahila with a whimper.
"Do not worry, cat. Just a glass; I want a taste of you." She winked down at him, moaning loudly as the lynx flicked his tongue across her clit again. His own moans made his tongue vibrate inside Mistress Sahila's cunt. She cried out, covering his face fur once again in her bittersweet nectar. His cock throbbed painfully, the Doberman growling and starting to stroke faster as he felt the lynx growing close. Madori lost himself between her folds, licking and sucking feverishly. He panted, looking up and asking permission to cum with his eyes. The panther's sweet voice wrapped his mind in a fog, and he could only make out a few words: "Cum... cat.... Cum..."
The lynx mewled loudly, his cock bouncing with every shot of cum. "Holy fuck, ten... twelve! Wow, Mistress Sahila, you have a full glass here!" Derrick grinned, holding up a fluke almost filled to the brim with the male cat's seed. Madori panted and crawled up to the couch, laying his head in the panther Mistress's lap as he watched the fluke pass from one paw to the next. He blushed heavily as he watched her bring the crystal glass to her lips, and slowly swallow every last drop. Mistress Sahila looked down at him with a grin, licking the last of his cum from her lips. "Such wonderful taste, little Madori. I cannot wait for more."
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