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Playtime with the new boi! I can't tell you how awesome this was to Pepper and me, my bunny-hood practically buzzing at the thought. Just thinking about all that made my panties awfully tight. Pepper...being the saint-of-self-control as usual, was looking at Master with those impossibly big blue eyes pouting those pink glossy cock cushions he called lips. He was silently pleading for permission.

Pepper is chaste...most of the time, not aloud to let his pony out of the gate unless given permission. Once Master gives him permission though, the words 'bucking bronco' don't even come close. "Is there something you wish to ask me Pepper?" Master asked as if he didn't already know, putting a paw to the pony's mane and stroking his claws through to the centre of those bare shoulder blades in long pulls.

Pepper nodded adorably. "May I....ummm b-break him in?" Batting those big lashes and shifting in close pressing his body to Master's side and letting those deadly paws drift along the equines back and over the strings of his corset.

"No," the word seemed to wound poor Pepper, hell he looked like he was about to cry "You know the rule Pepper." Both of us knew and Master was about to remind us "What is rule number one Pepper?"

"Master Cum's first." A play on words, the first rule meant so many things, and to each and every one of us it was the first and most important thing to remember. Master was to be the first thing on our mind to please him was the goal anything else came after... Hearing that felt off, like a distant echo of something I'd forgotten.

Snapped out o my own thoughts by a short sharp slap *CLAP* of paw to rump made me shiver just watching Pepper's tight ass ripple under the force of it. Had to strain my ears to hear Master's voice whispering into the sissy little Clydesdale's ear "Make the little thing scream to be fucked and I'll add a little extra to your 'free-day'."

Gods I loved it when Master talked dirty, even when it wasn't to me it was so hot! To be perfectly honest I've always liked to watch just as much as feeling that heavy body on my bare back, his heart beat hard between my shoulders, those claws raking through the fur on my thighs. Gods I needed a hard fuck!

Master was being very handsy or was it just jealousy; I admit I would rather be the one getting all the attention, but last time I got greedy Master made me wear the cage... Learned what it felt to be Pepper for a week, it was horrible. "Go 'play' with him until I say otherwise...let Pepper lead Bunni." I watched Pepper delicately making his way to the door like a runway model.

Moving to meet him I felt pulled off balance and into a hot hard embrace his arms crisscrossing my chest as he pulled my back into body. Feeling that wide chin part my ears "Still my favourite." His voice was a sweet low rumble, while he ground a plump reminder into my lower back.

"Awe thank you Master, wanna rough fuck first?" I was so pent up and I was so used to getting a few more shots off in the course of a day but a lapine libido is hard to satisfy even on the best days. The answer was obvious but Master decided to tease me a bit anyways. He was roughly sliding his paws down my front and between my legs, and topping it off with a generous squeeze to my bulging leather panties. I could've melted under that steady kneading pressure.

"Oh Bunni, such a delicious little slut but I'm not the one you need to ply yourself to." Releasing me a bit reluctantly and urging me toward my 'duty' of welcoming the new guy. "For now, we'll see when you're done." All this while Pepper was anxiously waiting with that door handle clutched in hand.

Eager to get to work, getting his 'free day' was more important than anything to the colt. So precious but a month ago he would've killed for the opportunity to escape. Pepper was one of the more stubborn ones, but I helped him down a safer path I think. Once he learned what he could get for being good I imagine that swayed him. Now he was one of the best at 'dealing' with difficult bois.

I sauntered over and groped that big beautiful ass for myself letting my claws rake through that thin solid layer of horsehide "Let's go before I break out some leather and have my way with you." He tried to hold it in, but with another rake a breathy moan escaped his open mouth with half lidded eyes. I loved having this kind of power.

The door screeched open and we slipped through into the simple room concrete and metal...and better yet fur. Tawny lean and full of potential, I could see it, I've seen it so many times before. There he was a new little brother. Small for a lion, pretty mane, big green eyes glossy and welling with tears; Serval had been to see him.

My furry white feet padded along cold concrete toward him and seeing him and remembering the icy chrome chair under his thighs and the breezy gap where his cheeks hung over. His arms were pulled across the matching table and cuffed to the opposite edge, the position his bond had him forced into was all too familiar. Those hefty leather cuffs on his wrists and ankles. Big red mitts being the only warm things he had covering that delicious body of his, but they just kept those pesky claws and fingers in check...I hoped he didn't do anything stupid Master may have him de-clawed and that would be a shame.

He was laid out like a delicious little treat for us to paw grope tug and lick till he screamed. Gods this was going to be fun. Taking a peak under the table I saw that red meaty organ hard and dripping, Serval had ringed him, he wasn't going soft anytime soon...probably got dosed with the sabre's favourite 'cocktail'. That oversized package hung through a shaped gap on the front edge of the chair along with his dangling bits. Lastly his tail was strapped to the collar around his neck; poor thing must've refused to raise it voluntarily.

The little lion finally took notice of Pepper and me, jaw dropped and so mortified that he couldn't decide what to do with himself, look away, stare, plead for an escape demand we sluts put some clothes on. The kitten was a bit lost. Pepper moved in almost immediately as his saw that lil twinge "Shh shh shhh, its okay."

Reaching out with his hand and running his fingers through his mane. Pep wanted to give the guy a hug but new guys bite sometimes. "Wh-who are you?!" Even I felt a little bad for him, but a little stress was worth what 'we' were going to give him... whether he knew it or not.

"I'm Pepper and this is Bunni, do me a favour and keep calm darlin." Kissing the back of his neck and he freaked.

"DON'T TOUCH ME!" Snarling out of fear and confusion, he was helpless; I could understand that this was a bit odd. The way he looked at us like a couple of sideshows. Slutty furs just wandering in after who knows how long in Serval cruel claws? Little guy was going to be touchy, especially if he 'claims' to be straight. "Fucking tailraisers, letting that nut job do this to me!"

Pepper looked a little hurt by that, the clyde pony hated Serval more than most, we all feared him. I couldn't let the kitten hurt Pepper's feelings like that. "Hey! Be nice, you're really being an asshole. We came in here to give you a break but now I don't think you deserve it...C'mon Pep he's not ready, guess the big cat gets to play with him for another week." I turned back to the door, Pepper confused by my gambit. I figured that the little lion would fold given the hint of freedom from the basement.

"W-w-wait! D-don't leave me down here with 'him'! What did...you two...want?" I smiled madly before turning to see Pepper patting the feline on the shoulder for his wise decision.

"We just want you to enjoy yourself, be honest with us darlin' or you'll really regret it." Pepper explained it as gently as he could; being the good cop to my bad cop wasn't the first time we've done this but it was always a little different.

"Enjoy myself?! B-but I don't want to please don't make me-" He was pretty quick, and still a little shy. Was wondering what he'd been enduring up until now, and how much did he know about his predicament? Ah fuck it! All this thinking was boring I wanted to have fun. Bound as he was it wasn't like he could stop me.

"I'm done talking...Pepper." Nodding to my partner who just smiled knowing me all too well. I dipped under the table, crawling on all fours, the kitty's knees shaking as he waited. My hips swaying as I crept between those toned thighs, watching that nervous throbbing member with rapt attention.

"W-what st-stop I'm not please don't I'm not that kind-" I had to shut him up, I grabbed those danglers and gave him a nice lil squeeze while apologizing with my lips pursed around the tip of the kitty's red throbbing cock. I suckled that tip firmly, slowly releasing my grip as he quietted down into confused moans and whimpers.

"Don't worry hun, you'll get used to it." Pepper consoled him I could imagine him cuddled up to the felines toned back, fingers drifting down to that exposed ass "We're going to make you feel good, all we want is to answer some of your questions, until then relax." He was likely nibbling on an ear. The way he tensed up and wriggled I knew it was more than just me he was trying to escape, and better yet he was having the worst time trying to form words and I wasn't bout to make it easy.

I sucked him deep into my maw; let it slurp with every hard advance sucking him into the back of my throat. That sound he fought off was so sweet, a short whine swallowed as if to hide it. My velvety tongue slipped and slithered along the underside of that cock, tasting the musky feline pre. Kitty had a different taste to him, but I'm not sure how to put it; maybe it was fear sweat. I giggled at the thought.

He was a gibbering mess the table and chair too solid to move, being bolted to the floor helped. All that struggling just made the leather creak and strain his muscles twitching and shuddering. If he got a bit too excited I gave him a little flick or grind my teeth back along his entire eight inches. Even cuter when he tried to breath steadily, I pulled that cock into my throat with a hardy gulp and let it sit there as I swallowed again and again throwing the lion into another toe curling fit as he cursed and moaned for all he was worth. Pleading for me to stop, for 'us' to stop.

By this time I could imagine Pepper using those deceptively powerful hands of his working over tense muscles in the lion's shoulders, back, neck and eventually drifting down his body to those athletic buns. The big fem-pony working that body all the while. "You don't want us to stop darlin'." He cooed to the helpless kitty "Mr. Serval...he'll be the next one you see sure you don't want to 'enjoy' us a little first."

"W-why?" He didn't really make his first question clear, but then again I was surprised he wasn't cross-eyed by now; considering how he tried to buck those hips.

"Oh...why have a little fun?" Pepper inquired "Well darlin' consider it a taste of what you get when you behave." I stepped up the pace encouraging a loud 'OH GODS' "IF you're wondering: why me? Why do we act this way and why is this happening...well," Pepper sighed "because Master wants it Darlin, we all sat in that chair, we all got a choice to behave or... stay here...with 'him'." Referring to the long-toothed devil we all knew and...loved...to death...hopefully.

The little lion was getting close, and a whole lot less coherent, bucking and urging me on. He wanted this he needed this. I stopped pulling myself off that now dripping member that bobbed in tune with the kitten's pounding heart; I kept stroking him all the while. "Whaaa waaiiit!" He was confused, being brought so close by the sweet warmth of my tight welcoming lips.

"Does Kitty wanna cum?" I didn't get much of an answer so I stopped stroking him entirely but left my fingers in place. I could see Pepper looming over him groping and kneading that body while I made him think about it.

"Yes..." Hesitant, I'll admit but he had reason to be so I starting stroking him again.

"Thought you weren't that kinda fur sweet cheeks?" Yes I was messing with him but Master wanted him to crack, even if it was just a little. Serval had been wearing the kitty down no doubt. Working on him, making the poor thing torment himself...the details were something I didn't need to know. Regardless it was a different thing to make someone 'want'.

"I-I uhhhh pleeeaaase d-don't leave me hanging like this." He whined while I slowly stroked that painfully hard member, still gooey from all that attention.

"I 'can' but I'd hate for such a beauty to go to waste...shame you're straight though...I'd happily finish you off if you had a change of heart." Massaging those soft orbs as I waited for an answer.

"B-but I'm-you're I c-"

"Darlin Bunni here is just askin you to be open minded, and he's hasn't even begun to show off." Pepper extolling my virtues always gave me little tingle "C'mon sweetness, I'll even give you a little something special...Get you out of this chair."

That was an evil move by Pepper. He offered to get the lion out of the chair, not release him entirely. "Fine I-I'd love t-to join you boys, please I wanna try b-being like you j-just let me out of these I-I can't take it!" He was desperate to get out that he would give in...sort of. I wasn't going to settle for just that.

"Okay, sweet kitten," My voice echoing off the metal table over my head, lapping at the tip of that cock once every third breath. "I want you to repeat after me." My voice as cute as I could be with a sense of authority "Kitty wants to cum, kitty wants to be pretty, kitty is one of the boi's." I repeated it a few times so that the grumbling feline got it, Pepper whispering it into his ear nibbling and licking.

Making the little lion gasp and growl, poor thing was still at odds with his self. A worn out little bottle of emotions fighting against natural drive. I knew which always won, Kitty was going to learn. Between the teasing strokes and the slow warm velvety licks of my tongue he was almost in tears as he started to recite the words. "Kitty wants to cum." The first was so desperate "K-kitty w-w-aants t-to be pretty." The second dripping with shame "Kitty is...one of the...boi's."

With that Pepper was unbuckling the straps on his thighs and ankles, and pulled the pins holding the seat and back of the chair in place. Warning the kitty to stand slowly as he slipped the seat out. The young lion bent at the waist and now leaning on his elbows on the table groaning a bit as he stretched tense muscles. "Good boy, now stand straight and don't move we'll take care of you Darlin'." Pepper added giving the cat a swat on the behind, kneeling between those firm spread cheeks and forcibly raised tail.

He was little indignant about not being freed outright but that wasn't the deal and Pepper's long tongue invading his tender pink ring shut him up for the most part. I raked his thighs, lapped and nibbled on that cock teasingly before telling him one last thing. Had to give him this last bit of info if Pepper and I were going to get the best out of our 'free-day' "Oh and Kitty remember your lines you're going to need them, I want you to repeat them and add 'kitty needs to be fucked' at the end...say that and we're done here."

At first Pepper and I pleasuring someone non-stop sounds great but eventually milking a fur for every drop of seed and more becomes as much torture as Serval sounding the poor bastard...for all I knew Kitty already had suffered that.

Well guess it was back to work. I love my job.