{"sf1_id":885945,"sf2_id":null,"title":"Slave Without a Cause","author":"Cheetahs","words":6782,"posted_at":"2015-07-13T18:50:00.000Z","tags":["Adult","Adventure","Anatomically Correct","Anthro","Anthropomorphic","Balls","Blowjob","Brothers","Cat","Character Development","Cum","Ejaculation","Feline","Fellatio","Gangbang","Gay","Hard-on","Human","Leopard","M/M","Male","Masturbation","Messy","Nudity","Oral","Plot Development","Series","Spooge","Story Series","Yiff","cock","erection","licking","nude","orgasm","penis","seed","sex","story"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/885945-slave-without-a-cause","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/885945","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=885945\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"A young wakes up to find out he's trapped in a medieval cell. How? Why? What could have possibly happened? He soon finds the answers to these questions when he's prepared to be sold as a slave to the fattest pocket around.","content":"\nI am open for COMMISSIONS!\nIf you want your own, personalized story, Click here \nSupport me on Patreon\nfor novel chapters, snippets, short stories, and more awesome content+art! You\nget all the stories before everyone else does, plus various Patreon exclusive\ncontent that you can only get by supporting me.\nI'm also a published author! You can check out my published works by following\nthis link. Part 1 (You are here) ----\u003e Part 2\n***This mini series is a commission for  LoneWolf669 Thank you so much for commissioning me! More chapters will follow soon!***Description: Matt isn't a man of exquisite skills or striking appearance.\nHe isn't even that special! Yet through some bizarre twist of events he wakes\nup in a dungeon, surrounded by cold stone and displeasing scents. As he tries\nto solve the hardest riddle of his life, two walking felines come to escort him\nabove the ground, to be inspected among with the other humans.\nMatt is scared. Terrified, in fact. Who are these bipedal\ncreatures and what do they want? Questions set his mind ablaze. He's jittery,\nconfused, unable to comprehend the situation and adapt until he finds himself\ntrapped in the bedroom of two very feisty felines. Matt quickly learns the\nrules of this strange land. You either obey your betters and please them, or\nyou get punished.***STORY STARTS HERE***Matt awoke inside the same stinking cell. No matter how much\nhe rubbed his eyes or closed them, the truth was always there to haunt him. \n\"It can't be,\" he shook his head in dismay. \"There's no such\nthing as alternate universes or fucking time travel. Gaaah,\" Matt released a\nmonstrous sigh and dropped his head back on the straw stuffed pillow. It stunk.\nSame as everything else around him. Matt looked at the ceiling. Even counting\nthe cracks webbing between the patches of mould failed to provide relief from the\nthoughts storming inside his head.\n\"I must be high. Definitely,\" he rubbed his sore eyes for\nthe hundredth time. \"Greg must've slipped a pill in my coffee before I left\nwork. Fucking joker if I ever knew one.\"\nA moan came from the cell next door. Matt laughed.\n\"What? Do you agree with me too?\"\nIt stopped. \nThat happened every time. The drug or whatever that was\nchanged not only the setting, but the people too. Nobody could form coherent\nwords. Matt heard moans and groans and jumbled screams ever since he was\ndragged into the bowels of this fine establishment. \n\"Alright, think,\" he pulled his back against the wall, knees\ntucked to his chest. \"Think think think,\" his hand tapped a knee. \"I drove off\nhome after...no,\" Matt scrunched his eyes and shook his head quickly. \"That's old\nstuff. Start with the beginning. I must've missed something. I know I did.\"\nReality dimmed around Matt. The grunting of his companions\nslowly lessened into oblivion, leaving behind only the drip drip drip of the water\nand the tap tap tap of his hand. Images shuffled through his mind. People.\nEvents. Sights and smells. Matt embraced them all, particularly the last day he\nwent to the office.\nDreaded Friday, as he called it. He woke up to the alarm of\nhis clock. Seven thirty. He was late by half an hour. Matt skipped shower and\nbreakfast, jumping straight into his working clothes. That was his first clue.\nSloppiness. Matt liked to live his life by the book. Everything needed to have\na place and a purpose in his schedule. \nFaster.\nHe skipped the elevator part, the walk to his car and the\ndrive towards \"Rumblin' Crock\" because it was so mundane and normal. After that,\nhe focused on his actual job. As painful as it was, Matt ostentatiously went\nthrough every hour of that nasty day. He remembered who he talked to, what he\nate, and even how many times he tried the work in progress level of the\ncompany's newest game. \nFifty four times. That had to warrant at least ten hours of\nwork. Matt drank a dozen cups of coffee to keep himself going. Greg and Jenny headed\nto the kitchen every five minutes to abuse the espresso machine. He found them\ntalking dirty stories about interspecies mating. Matt cringed at that. He got\nhis coffee, cringed in revulsion, and returned at his computer. \nGreg had other plans though. He came to him a minute after,\nasking all sorts of stupid questions about his virginity and if he'd ever shag\nan animal. Of course he denied all of that nonsense. Greg laughed too. That was\nthe good part about his colleagues. They were all crazy. \n\"I insulted him,\" Matt whispered. \"Think. Focus harder. He\nmust have slipped something in my coffee.\"\nMatt replayed that scene in his mind seven times. He even\naltered it to match the probability of success. In every scenario, Greg was\nnowhere as smart, fast, or witty enough to spike his drink. \nMatt forwarded to his drive home, then quickly pulled back. \n\"Jenny. Maybe she...nah. She remained back to talk with that\ncurly haired dork.\"\nMatt went through the whole day again, just to be sure. With\na pounding headache, a twitching eyelid and a mega sore butt, Matt finally felt\nconfident enough to skip the job part. He unlocked the door to his apartment,\ncrashed inside his bed, then poof. He woke up in the grass, like the last hobo\non earth. Matt didn't even have time to look around before something grabbed\nhim. He didn't pay much attention then because he was too shocked, but now he could\nrewind and remember. \nHe was grabbed by two walking cats with gleaming armor and swords\nat their hips. Cats! Black fur, slitted eyes, pointy fangs and all that crazy\nnonsense. Not only they walked on two feet, but they talked too. Matt thought\nhe was hit in the head when he understood their tongue. \n\"Fancy colored wretch this is,\" he mimicked the sarcastic\nvoice of one guard.\n\"Mayb' we should keep him,\" Matt spoke with a slightly hissy\nvoice to imitate the second guard.\n\"Aye. Perfect choice that. Keep the human to see your arse\nraped bloody and your possessions stripped. See how your pet enjoys that.\"\n\"I kind of like it in me arse.\"\nThey shared a laugh at that. Not Matt. He was shivering from\nall the joints when he saw where the guards were taking him. A cage mounted on\na cart, filled with dirty men and naked women. \n\"Say hello to your new family,\" one of the guards had said\nbefore he shoved Matt inside.\nMatt opened his eyes. He didn't want to remember the part\nwhere he was touched, sniffed, licked and prodded everywhere. He never kicked\nor punched so hard for freedom in his entire life. \nMatt rubbed his chaffed calluses, wincing softly. The\nbarbarians left him alone after they got their balls busted. Matt didn't\nremember much after that. The shock was too intense to memorize. Fragments\nstill lingered in his mind though. He saw a big gate, and torches. Torches\nalong the walls. He remembered the gentle song of falling water too, yet not\nthe precise details about its location. \n\"Water and torches. Is that all I have?\" Matt squeezed his\neyes, trying to milk more details. \nHis mind was bare, just like the stone below his bum. Matt was\nfed up with it all. He got up from his bed and walked around his cell. He had\nnothing aside from a hole in the ground to shit on and rusty bars on the side\nof his crammed cell. He pushed his forehead between those and looked left and\nright to see more metal and stone. Every cell was the same, which also applied\nto the human beings trapped inside. None of them knew a single word. Only moans\nand groans. \nMatt stepped back with a frustrated sigh. \n \"Gah, this doesn't\nmake any sense. It's like I'm trapped in those cheap movies where the hero gets\nteleported by some wise-ass wizard to save the world or fuck a princess. Hell\nif I know,\" Matt poked the chipped stone of the bed with his foot. \"Usually\nthose heroes have weapons or powers, and all I have is...\"\nHe gritted his teeth, allowing his smoldering temper to\nsubside. \"I won't throw a tantrum. Not in this place.\"\nIf there was anything he learned from movies, it was that\ngetting angry while caged got you beaten. Or worse, tortured. Matt ran a hand\nthrough his messy hair, pressed his lips, sighed, then settled on the edge of\nhis rock hard cot. \n\"Think. Think...\"\nHis mind betrayed him. Matt founds his thoughts wandering\noff after the first minute. Instead of ways to escape, he found himself running\nback to his old life. A life that, despite all its fake charm and comfort, was\nnowhere as glamorous as it appeared. \n\"What will I go back to?\" Matt whispered, eyebrows lowering\nunder the weight of that single question. He had no friends to call his own.\nOnly sleazy bastards that sucked favors out of him without giving anything in\nreturn. People were a no-go. That included his family. Matt scoffed at the\nradiant smile of his older brother and purged that image from his mind as soon\nas it appeared. Father replaced it. He was smiling, same as his mother and\nsister.\n\"They're all laughing,\" Matt gritted his teeth. \"All smiling\nand jumping and screaming around the house for finally erasing the stain from\nthe family's name.\"\nThey never approved of Matt's choices, and never supported\nhim. For that, Matt ended up at a dead-end job, earning barely enough money to\npay the rent and support himself. He barely had something to eat, and that was\ndiscounting the other must haves of normal people. Health insurance. Friends.\nLove interests. Proper families. \nMatt had none of those. He dreamed of a partner to cuddle up\nat night and share stories, yet that dream was as far removed as the sky was\nfrom his tiny jail cell. \n\"I'm going to die in here. Or probably going to end up as\nsomeone's sex toy.\" Matt laughed at that. \"Freaking funny. Find love, before\nlove finds you! It's just the perfect scenario. Me, him, and the cold stone\nunder our butts,\" Matt slapped it thrice between fits of laughter.\n\"Ghmmmmhhhmmm!\"\n\"Shut up weirdo,\" Matt scoffed. \n\"Hrrrmm mmrrrr!\" the moan returned with a growly edge to it.\n\"You're mad at me cause I'm laughing? Is that it?\" \n\"Mgrrr Mhmmm!\"\nA clink followed. Then footsteps. Heavy boots splashing on\nthe grime covered stone. Matt flattened himself on his cot and closed his eyes.\nThe wretch was still moaning. Good. Maybe they would take that one instead of\nhim. \nThe footsteps stopped. Keys rattled onto the chain. Matt\nfrowned at their incessant jingling and blinked when they rammed into the lock.\nTwo clicks later, a metallic shrill followed. A cell just got opened. \nMatt froze. He became still and unyielding as the stone\nbelow him. Calm, measured breaths to soothe the nerves boiling inside his\nstomach. One by one the cells flung open, each shrill closer than the last.\nMatt jerked when the keys jangled just behind his head.\nThree twists, one pull, and a short, noisy shrill was all that separated him\nfrom whatever got inside his little sanctuary. \nA throaty purr burst just above him.\nMatt opened his eyes to the looming head of a feline. He\ndidn't know what to do or say. The cat tilted its head. It pushed a paw behind Matt's\nhead, grabbed him firmly by the back of his neck, and shoved him into a line of\nunwashed men. \n\"Ow! Careful with that,\" Matt rubbed from the savage grip.\n\"You speak?\" the cat said in a throaty voice and frowned.\n\"I should be asking that question since you're the cat and\nI'm the man, but-\"\n\"Is good,\" the feline smiled, patting Matt's shoulder with\nits padded hand. \"Smarter human, better value. Master will be pleased.\"\n\"Wait. Who's master?\" Matt frowned.\n\"Whoever bids higher.\"\n\"What the...is this like a slave drive?\" Matt pointed towards\nthe humans around him. \"That's what this is about? Making money off of us?\"\nThe cat had trouble discerning those words. \"Is good trade.\nPays good coin.\"\n\"Coins?\"\n\"Yes,\" the feline fished a shiny silver from his waist\npouch. \"This is coin.\"\nMatt squinted his eyes. It had a lion head engraved on it,\nalong with symbols he didn't recognize. \n\"I have plenty of coins like that,\" he smiled and pointed a\nfinger at the cat's pouch. \"Have myself a sack twice as big.\"\nMatt found himself with a hand around his crotch. \"Doesn't\nseem,\" the feline licked his whiskers, smiling mischievously.\n\"Not that sack. Coin,\" Matt rolled his eyes and approached\nthe cat's furred ear. \"I'm talking about rivers of it. Free me, and I will make\nyou a rich man.\"\n\"Rrrr. Man,\" the feline licked behind Matt's ear and smiled.\n\"I like the taste of man, but I'm Rhangari. Hunter,\" he explained with a dip of\nhis fuzzy head. \"Cannot own more than my master allows.\"\n\"That's bullshit, cat, and you know it,\" Matt said sternly.\n\"No shit here,\" he pushed Matt back. \"You may talk and be\nsmarter than them, but still human.\"\n\"Come on. I'm nothing like these barbarians,\" Matt hissed.\n\"Just set me free and I'll prove it to you.\"\nThe feline lifted a paw and growled. The line of humans set\ninto motion.\n\"The heck did you do?\"\n\"Wait for master to buy you. Is the only way for human,\" the\nfeline said, then walked at the back of the line.\nMatt sighed. If being formally enslaved was the only way for\na man to make a living in this strange world, then he did not even want to\nimagine what the other jobs were like. \n\"Move, you mongrels. The master awaits!\" a deeper voice\ngrowled from the front of the line.\nMatt fell into position. He walked slowly, one step ahead of\nthe other. The sound of bare feet on humid stone became an annoying, repetitive\nsong that replayed more often than the huffs and moans of his peers. Matt felt\nsomeone's breath on the back of his neck. He was halfway tempted to turn around\nand push the stinky wretch away before a black furred feline barked another order.\n\"Up, you stinky savages. You've got wits to climb some\nstairs, don't you?\"\nSurprisingly, not all of them did. Two women from the front\ntripped and fell, blocking the advance. They tried to crawl on their fours\nalong the steps, and when that failed, they resorted to helpless moans. \nMatt gulped. Another guard came to take the ladies away.\nWhere, Matt did not know. He was certainly not going back to the cells.\nInstead, the guard took a tunnel that extended far into the depths of the\nearth.\n\"What you lookin' at?\"\nMatt suddenly turned to his right. A pair of exposed fangs\ngreeted his eyes, gleaming with translucent strings of saliva. \n\"I...I wasn't looking,\" he stuttered. \n\"Walk,\" the white striped feline slapped his back so hard he\nlurched into the man ahead of him. \nMatt coughed. He found stair steps underneath his jittery\nlegs and climbed as fast as the column allowed. The stone below his feet became\ndrier with each step. Matt climbed the last few steps, emerging in front of an\niron portcullis. Two felines were stationed on either side, directing the flow\nof humans towards the room ahead.\nAnd what a room that was. Matt never saw anything like it.\nOrnate pillars rose around the pool in the middle, covered in runes and\npictograms of various beastmen. Matt squinted his eyes as he shuffled forward.\nThere was so much light spilling through the windows that he had to keep his\neyes constantly squeezed. He looked at the pillars again, noticing weapons and\narmor on the beastmen. How evolved were they? Matt had little time to think\nabout such elaborate things while he was on the move. The line of humans walked\naround the pool, then stopped.\n\"Straight,\" a pair of felines settled the humans into\nposition. \"Back to the wall, head towards the pool.\"\nMatt complied. He fell into ranks, letting his tingling arms\nfall on either side. His palms were cold and sweaty, an unusual contrast to his\nheated skin. It felt so hot in here. He shifted his weight from one foot to\nanother, stealing a quick gaze whenever the guards were distracted. There were\nmany tables laying around the sides, outmatched only by the number of curtains.\nThe owner loved to lavish in luxury. He had the silky material draped between\nevery pair of pillars. Wind blew along the cloth, flaring it. Matt loved the\nkiss of the wind. It chilled his seething flesh and soothed the nerves along\nwith other senses.  The scent of aromatic\nplants and cooked food was more than enticing after spending a day locked in a\ndamp, dark cell.\nThe doors suddenly burst open. Matt turned his head towards\na black, fine clothed feline escorted by two other companions. They were of a\nlesser rank and status, judging by their hard leather outfits and shaggy grey\nfur.\n\"Are these the humans?\" \n\"Aye,\" a servant rushed towards the boss. \"We lined them up\nand arranged them for your viewing pleasure.\"\nThe master frowned and walked towards his closest catch, a\nlong haired man with nothing to wear but a dirty strip of cloth around his\ncock. He grabbed the stinky wretch and rubbed his fingers on the human's coarse\nbeard. \n\"There's too much hair on this one, and it reeks. Show me\nthe others.\"\nMatt turned his eyes away. The master. He saw him. Footsteps\nfollowed. Matt chanced another peek. Sure enough, the three felines were\nwalking straight towards him. \n\"What about this girl?\" the retinue stopped in front of a\nblonde at the servant's suggestion.\n\"Too skinny. Barely any meat to eat, least fuck,\" the master\ngrumbled his disappointment. \"That one's more presentable.\"\n\"Which?\" one guard asked.\n\"The boy,\" a clawed finger pointed straight at Matt. \nMatt avoided their gaze. They were so big, so fluffy, and so\nintimidating! He stared at his bare feet when the master's equally bare paws\nsettled just a foot's length away from him. A paw dug in his neck, warm and furry.\n\n\"Yes...this one looks cleaner,\" the big black feline's breath\nrolled over Matt's sweaty skin. \"Even smells better than the rest.\"\n\"Shall I strip his clothing?\"\n\"No,\" he waved his servant back. \"I shall evaluate this one\non my own.\"\nMatt froze. Literally. The master looked not only imposing,\nbut fancy too. His golden ear tufts had silver rings around them, his black fur\nwas clean and perfumed, and his attire screamed expensive. He wore polished\nmetal emblazoned with a flaming insignia, burned leather shoulder pads\ndecorated with a sort of shaggy fur Matt never saw before, and carried two\ngleaming daggers strapped under his crimson scaled belt. \nAnd he touched. Matt closed his eyes and winced as the\nmaster's padded fingers went around every bump and curve from the top of his\nforehead to the slight cleft of his chin. \n\"You like this one,\" the blue furred guard dipped his head.\n\"Yeah. There's a certain allure about the things he wears,\"\nthe master tugged on the cloth once. \"Where did you get this, boy?\"\nMatt opened his mouth to speak, but only a faint cough came through.\nThe felines bared their fangs. A strange hissing noise left their throats. Matt\nthought they were about to get aggressive until they grabbed and squeezed into\neach other. \n\"I haven't heard that noise before,\" the blue one whispered.\n\"Knew he was a special one when I saw him. Amuse us, boy,\"\nthe master licked his muzzle. \"Make that glhhglghh sound again.\"\nMatt closed his eyes. He gritted his teeth and squeezed\nevery muscle in his body. Then, he sighed, opening his eyes once more. \"I don't\nthink I can, sir.\"\nThe cats drew back, eyes widening, tongues spitting with\nspite and surprise. \n\"Did I hear that well?\"\n\"I think so, master. The human spoke.\"\n\"Aren't you the special sort?\" the master purred with\ndelight. He approached, tail swishing \"Tell me, human. Do you have a name?\"\n\"Matt, sir.\"\n\"Sir?\" the feline tilted his head, ears perked in confusion.\n\"It's a...a...\" Matt licked his lips when the word failed to\ngrace his mouth. \"It's a nice way to call those above your station.\"\n\"Mhm,\" he nodded once. \"So you do know your place.\"\n\"I think I do,\" Matt said. He fidgeted a bit as the master\ncontinued his exploration. His fingers haven't left anything untouched. He\nprodded his chest, descended down his belly, and felt around Matt's belt and\njeans before settling on the bulge between his legs.\nMatt held his breath. Making a scene was not only improper,\nbut dangerous. So he allowed the cat to rub and feel to his heart's contentment\ndespite the raging embarrassment boiling inside him. \n\"Your equipment is intriguing.\"\n\"Many have said so, sir,\" Matt nodded his head with a smile.\nThe master too smiled, rubbing along the rim of his jeans.\n\"The material is exquisite. Where did you get this clothing?\"\n That wasn't what Matt\nexpected to hear. He swirled his tongue inside his mouth and blinked several\ntimes before answering.\n\"I bought them at a shopping mall, sir.\"\n\"Shopping mall? Any idea what that is?\" the felines looked\nat each other, sharing stares and lifting shoulders. \nThe master seemed displeased with the lack of answers. He\napproached his head, exposing just enough teeth to become threatening. \"I'll\nask again. Your pants and your robe look very unusual. Where did you get them?\"\nMatt licked his lips. \"Unity's Plaza. It's a Mall just\noutside-\"\nHe got slapped before he finished talking. The blow was so\nhard that half his face went numb.\n\"You shouldn't damage the king's property, master.\"\n\"Shush. If there's one thing I detest more in this world, it\nis to be lied. Straight into my face, nonetheless.\" \nThe master grabbed Matt's neck and pushed his head so close,\nhis breath made the human gag.  \"Now,\ntell me the truth, fancy clothed scum.\"\n\"I...I am!\" Matt blinked tears of fear from his eyes. \"I\nbought my clothes, just like you bought yours.\"\n\"I had them crafted!\" the master shoved him hard against the\nwall.\nMatt quaked under the impact. He grabbed anything he found\nbehind, preventing his quivering legs from collapsing under him.\n\"You know what? I just realized I don't like this one,\" the\nmaster gestured to two approaching servants. \"Feroz. Aroz. Take my guest to\nyour chamber and fill his lying mouth with something of worth.\"\n\"Your word, our hands,\" the felines slapped their chests in\nrespect. \nThe master left with a smile. \"Throw him in his cell when\nyou're done, and please. No visible damage. The king would be quite displeased\nif harm comes to any of his possessions.\"\nThose last words dripped with venom. Making enemies was a\nwrong move, and Matt was a feeling he was going to regret his stupidity. Why\ncouldn't he lie? Why? \nHe asked himself that as the two panthers approached on\neither side. Matt found himself grabbed by each of his arms and taken away from\nthe line. He shivered quite badly, his balance slipping every few steps. \n\"He can barely walk, Fer.\"\n\"The master's words always bite deep. Hang on, boy. We got\nyou.\"\nThat meant carried. Matt didn't know what was more\nembarrassing. To be lifted in a feline's arms like a woman, or have the other\nflash toothy smiles at him. \n\"He's kind of cute when you look at him like this.\"\n\"Oh, he is. And light too. Weights at least three times less\nthan your fat bum, brother.\"\nBrother? Were they related? \n\"You are a lot fatter than me.\"\n\"No I'm not!\"\nThey started pawing at each other. Matt closed his eyes. He\nhad enough weirdness for the day. His mind just couldn't stomach more growls or\npurrs or whatever these cats were doing. \n\"Careful with your claws, lads,\" a guard winked as he passed\nby. \n\"We're always careful, Ranyr.\"\n\"You worry about that tail of yours. Come night, and I'm\ncoming to get it.\"\n\"Rhharhh!\" Ranyr licked his fangs and went about his duties.\n\nHow cute. Somebody was going to get their arse stuffed. Matt\nhad a slight inclination to believe that was him. The panthers argued and\ntalked, yet their eyes always lingered upon his body. \n\"What shall we do to you, little human?\" one fondled his\nfoot, while the other touched around his arm.\n\"We can do so many things, but we'll let you pick.\"\nMatt rolled his eyes at the two heads looming above him.\n\"Freeing me would be nice.\"\nThey both laughed. \"We'll certainly free something.\"\n\"But it doesn't necessarily have to be you. Maybe on you,\nbut-\"\n\"Don't spoil!\" one of them hissed.\nThe other drew back. \"I haven't said anything!\"\n\"You implied it.\"\nMore laughs followed. Matt was left wondering until they\nreached a scratched door. The free cat opened it, allowing his sibling to step\ninside.\n\"Servant's quarters are not as fancy as the rest of the\nhouse, but it should be something.\"\n\"Are you kidding?\" Matt pointed at the bed. \"That thing\nalone is worth gold.\"\n\"Paid a few chips of bronze, actually,\" the cat walked\nforward. \"But feel free to enjoy.\"\nMatt found himself vengefully disposed on the fluffy bed. He\nfell with a yelp that turned into a groan, which slowly eased into a sigh once cushy\nsoftness embraced his stiff muscles. \n\"He seems to like it.\"\n\"Duuude. Are you serious?\" Matt stretched his arms. \"I slept\non bare rock for almost two days.\"\n\"That's inconvenient.\"\n\"Something so hard and resilient can make one a bit sore\nafter such a prolonged exposure.\"\n\"Harrrd,\" the other feline purred. \"I can think of a few\nhard things right now.\"\n\"The walls of this house,\" his brother intervened.\n\"The stone below our paws.\"\n\"The wooden table.\"\n\"The chair.\"\n\"The windows.\"\n\"My wet, throbbing cock...\"\nThey slowly looked at each other. \n\"Is it?\" one of them inquired.\n\"Delightfully so. We should have a contest, dear brother of\nmine.\"\n\"Oh, I love contests. What's inside that dirty mind of\nyours?\"\n\"Him.\"\n\"Nah, not me,\" Matt kicked away the arm that pointed at him.\n\"I'm quite bland, you know.\"\n\"No you aren't. The things you wear make you...unique.\"\n\"I stink!\" Matt drawled. \"Isn't worth to get those clean,\nbeautiful paws dirty, dear cat.\"\nThey shared another smile. \"Oh, but we like dirty.\"\n\"We like it very, very much.\"\nThe two felines encroached upon Matt, each taking one side\nof the bed. They crawled towards his head, sniffing and licking. Oh, they had\nsuch lovely tongues. Matt found himself moaning like a silly puppy once that\nmoist flesh rubbed along his neck. The barbs were just wonderful, and the\nsaliva cleansed days worth of grime and sweat. Maybe being a slave wouldn't be\nso bad, after all.\n\"Mrrr...he's quite tasty.\"\n\"Tasty indeed. I wonder if he needs all these clothes.\"\nThe felines purred and grabbed around his hoodie. Matt\ncaught both of their hands. \"Pl-please... don't get cocky.\"\n\"Please what?\"\n\"We aren't going to harm you, little human.\"\n\"It certainly seems like that,\" Matt shuddered.\n\"We just want to see you naked.\"\n\"And better appreciate this body of yours.\"\n\"I'm sorry. I just don't swing that way,\" Matt said with\nfirm shakes of his head. \n\"Oh, you don't have to,\" one of them said. \nMatt groaned as the feline crawled all over him, jumping\nright into his brother's embrace. They grabbed and licked all over each other's\nmouths, purring and moaning affectionately. Matt averted his gaze several\ntimes, yet he never kept his eyes away for more than a few seconds. Despite his\nreluctance, he found himself attracted by their feral, simple minded nature.\nThe way they kissed and rubbed their crotches together broke so many rules in\nMatt's book. Brothers were not supposed to get all horny with each other,\nespecially not in front of an audience.\nYet that's what exactly these felines did. They humped,\nkissed, and grazed each other's fur with deliberate lust. \n\"He's looking.\"\n\"Hss...I bet he likes what he sees.\"\n\"His eyes are so big and cute.\"\n\"Round, just like an otter's.\"\nMatt blinked. Awareness returned to him in a shivering jolt\nwhen a paw touched his chest.\n\"Wha...I wasn't looking, I swear!\"\n\"We believe you,\" the cats shared another wet lick. \"That's\nwhy we have something special prepared for you.\"\nMatt felt really embarrassed now. \"Really guys...I'm not into\nthis slurpy purry kind of thing. I'm a proper man with proper tastes and\ndesires.\"\n\"A taste!\" one of the brothers said excitedly.\n\"We should really give him one,\" the other added.\n\"And since master forbade any kind of physical punishment...\"\n\"We will have to be very gentle with you.\"\nMatt pulled his knees closer to his chest. He felt like he\nmight need it for what he was about to hear. \"What the heck are you planning?\"\n\"Oh, nothing big.\"\n\"I planned to ram that pretty ass of yours, but then my\nbrother came up with something better.\"\n\"Giving you a taste of our love.\"\nMatt gulped hard. It felt like he swallowed a cock whole.\n\"I...I don't want that. No thanks.\"\nFirm hands grabbed him. \"You'll just assist us, really.\"\n\"We don't plan on mating you without your consent, human.\"\n\"Just giving you an opportunity to sample a bit of feline\nfelicity. We can make that a contest. My brother loves them.\"\n\"Oh yus, I do. Rules! There have to be rules!\"\nMatt slowly retreated towards the door while the felines\nwere busy with their planning. \n\"Alright, we got it!\"\nDrat! Matt turned back with a fake smile draped over his\nface. \"Great! Who am I sucking?\"\n\"Both of us!\" The felines swished their tails excitedly. \n\"I'm going to go inside first.\"\n\"Then I follow up, filling in just like the master\nrequested.\"\n\"And you can tell us who spends his seed quicker. Me, or my\nbrother.\"\n\"We know it's going to be you, Feroz.\"\n\"Tough break, fuzzy balls. You barely last three thrusts\ninside me.\"\n\"Aaalright, don't start arguing,\" Matt sighed. \"If I'm going\nto really put a dick in my mouth, I prefer this to be quick rather than the\nopposite.\"\n\"Great.\"\n\"We like it quick too.\"\nThey kissed, licked each other's muzzles, then looked back\nat Matt.  \"Any time you're ready.\"\nMatt didn't expect the distinct honor of fondling their\nprivates. The two insisted on being undressed by the one doing the deed. So\nMatt pulled down their pants in turns, then worked on the cloth strapped\naround  their fuzzy crotch. He untied the\nknot, allowing the bundle of cloth to slide freely along a feline's fuzzy leg. \nHis musk hit Matt like a peeled onion. Unexpectedly swift,\nand with lasting effect. He fought hard to suppress his cough and worked on his\nbrother. He was similarly erect, and far slimier than the first. His cock\njutted out before the cloth even fell, latching upon the material with its\nwicked barbs.\n\"Pull it.\"\nMatt did just that.\n\"Hrrhhh, not so fast!' the cat hissed. His member tensed and\nthrobbed, unleashing two squirts of pristine fluid that flew straight onto the\nbed. Matt's eyes widened at the sight of the feline's flaring cock. It was so\nspiny and pointy! Unlike a human's, it tapered towards the tip, making it look\nlike an upturned ice cream cone: wide at the base, slim at the top. Only that\nthis cone was flanked by an army of barbs. Most surrounded the head, flaring\nout each time a surge of blood traveled through the cat's member. \n\"You're dripping, brother.\"\n\"It's not...not as bad as it seems.\"\n\"You terrible liar. You are a second away from cumming!\"\n\"I'm certainly not!\"\nTwo hands grabbed Matt's head and turned it towards a\nglistening, throbbing erection. \"Take me, human. Give my brother a head start.\"\n\"That's unfair. Why should you spend more time inside him?\"\n\"To make things fair,\" the cat poked Matt's nose. \nHe drew back. The musk was savagely intense, not to mention\nthe warmth of his cock.\n\"Don't stare. Take me!\" the feline poked Matt's cheek with another\nwet prod.\nMatt barely had the time to avoid the next hit. His brother\njoined in, assaulting him from the other side. \n\"Air is cold, whereas your mouth is warm and inviting.\"\n\"Mrrr...take us, human. Stop stalling.\"\n\"Ok, just...just give me a second,\" Matt said. He kneeled\nbefore their throbbing cocks. Three deep breaths. That's all he took before he\npushed his head forward. He descended upon that hot feline rod with his cheeks\npuffed and lips slightly opened. The rock hard cock penetrated his ring of\nflesh in an instant. The cat thrust his hips forth, sinking into Matt's mouth\nwith a sharp cry. \nHe wasn't as big and bad as he expected. With his breath\nheld and his tongue sliding just under the invading cock, Matt held his ground.  \n\"How does he feel?\"\n\"So warm...so hot,\" the blissful feline moaned as he gently\nthrust into his newfound sanctuary.\nMatt grumbled when the second brother started thrusting\naround his puffy lips. He scratched his cheeks with his cock, summoning a most\npestering itch. Matt scratched it. A moment of distraction was all it took for\nthe second feline to pierce inside his mouth. Matt's mouth widened in the same\nmanner as his eyes as a second throbbing erection joined its brethren. It entered\nlike a storm, rubbing and squirting its essence. \nMatt swallowed the load. He didn't care what it was. As long\nas he held his breath, he could neither smell nor taste. Yet the felines were\nfeisty, and the sanctuary of his mouth too small to accommodate their throbbing\ngirths. Matt couldn't face them both at the same time, so he stuck his tongue\nbetween them, separating the two cocks. The felines moaned at that. Each took a\nside to hump. Surrounded by bare flesh, their cocks slid freely and nicely. Hot\nsquirts left the tip every so often. Most of the heated jets splashed against\nhis tongue, though a few sneaked into the human's exposed throat. Those were\nthe worst. Matt struggled to contain them, yet his throat was far too ticklish.\nA particularly hefty spurt sent him way over the edge.\nHe coughed. Precious air shot out of his lungs. The need for\nair became dire, and Matt couldn't help but take a deep breath. His sense of\nsmell returned with a vengeance. Strident tastes exploded in his mouth, strong\nand pungent. Matt couldn't truly know how grime truly tasted until now, when he\nfound his cheeks stuffed with cat cock. Feline musk overpowered his senses,\nmaking his eyes water and his throat gag and convulse. To make matters worse,\nthe brothers kept thrusting harder and faster. Matt's tongue was rubbed raw by\nbarbs from two separate sides. He kept there as long as he could, then pulled\nbelow the enraged cocks. \nThat's when the two spiky rods met. Barbs rubbed against\nbarbs, making for a slow, highly enjoyable caress. The felines couldn't resist\nthe burst of stimulation. Trapped inside a hot, flooded shelter, and with\nspasming muscles contracting all around their bare cocks, their ability to\nwithhold their climax became impossible. They both sucked in a sharp breath and\ntensed. Matt gripped their rock hard lengths and cupped their balls inside his\npalms. They were squishy, fuzzy, and hard, just like their members. \n\"Gaaah, this is too hot.\"\n\"I don't think I can last much longer...\"\n\"I know. I'm just about to-\"\n\"Haaaah!\"\nA torrent of gooey seed invaded Matt's mouth. He really had\nno idea who burst first. Both cocks unloaded at once, sending ropes of fertile\nsemen down his spasming throat. He choked on the gooey stream as soon as it\ncame. His rasping cough sent droplets of semen all around the thrusting cocks. \n\"Keep...keep it in.\"\n\"Don't spit!\" the other brother hissed.\nMatt squeezed their balls instead. He hoped a measure of\npain calmed the savage thrusting, but that only made matters worse. Stimulated\nby the unexpected pain, the felines pushed as deep as they could. Matt squeezed\nhis eyes shut and took a deep breath through the nose. Acrid air traveled down\nhis nostrils. It wasn't his smartest choice. Matt choked halfway through. His\nchest spasmed, sending his throat into another fit. \nThe felines simply pushed hard inside his mouth, filling his\nthroat to the brim instead of bothering with words. It wasn't like Matt could\nspeak any. He had to swallow impressive amounts of cum just to keep breathing.\nFresh spurts of semen went down his throat, kindly supplied by the spasming\ncocks. Cats throbbed hard, came hard, and, as luck had it, made their load hard\nto swallow thanks to their barbed cocks. Matt focused hard to ignore the\nunyielding tickling surging through his throbbing tongue. He got no break in\nthat regard. The felines pushed back and forth, milking their balls with unyielding\nefficiency. \nFocus. That's what Matt needed. He needed to swallow just a\ncouple more gulps before this ordeal was over. He waited until enough\nbittersweet semen filled his mouth, then sent it down his throat in one heavy\ngulp. The sticky fluid felt like an orb as it traveled down his throat, leaving\nhis mouth weird and sticky. \nThe felines eventually tapered off. Matt was relieved when\ntheir cocks finally broke the siege. He spat out the rest of the cum, biting\nback the urge to vomit. \n\"You were a good pet,\" one of the cats crouched at his side.\n\"Warm and moist, just like a female,\" the other followed.\nMatt didn't understand what they wanted until their barbed\ntongues dashed around his lips. He smacked them shut, moaning and shaking his\nhead in revulsion.\n\"No?\"\n\"Do you want to take back our cocks instead?\"\nMatt moaned. The two laughed and chuckled, continuing their\nwarm treatment. \n\"Just relax, little human. We are not going to violate any\npart of you.\"\n\"Unless you ask,\" the other twin added.\nMatt just wanted to return to his cold, stony cell. He\nvoiced out his wishes to the felines. They were a bit disappointed to put an\nend to their devious plan, but obeyed nonetheless. They took Matt through a\nhidden passage and gently settled him on his stone made cot. \n\"You be careful now, little human.\"\n\"Bidders will be arriving shortly. Clean yourself if you\nhave to, but avoid spending your seed. Certain masters like to test the\nvirility of their acquisitions before buying them.\"\n\"Mhm,\" Matt nodded. He stared at the wall until the two\nfelines left. He had enough of games, words, seed and otherwise. With a hand\npropped against the wall, Matt lowered himself on his back and looked at the\ncracked ceiling above.\n\"Bidders...I am going to be sold like a whore. But to whom?\"\nHis mind went aflame with options. He shuffled through every\nanimal species he knew. Matt didn't care who bought him as long as it wasn't a\nfeline. A mouthful of their seed bred enough distaste to last him a month.  \n***CLOSING COMMENTS***\nMatt kind of drew the\nunlucky ticket with those two. Or did he? 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