Endurance Training
What's he gotten himself into now? Oh no...
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A commission for 1mastermind using his fursona Rei the white tiger, in yet another interesting scenario! I hope you have a good time reading, and I look forward to your feedback! Remember that all votes, faves and watches will help others to find these stories to enjoy as well!
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Author's note!
_Remember that this incarnation of Rei is different to the one seen in "Prisoners of War" and other stories where this fursona appears. It is simply another version, as requested by the owner of the character, 1mastermind. This is to ease away any confusion any regular reader might have! :P _
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The room was brightly lit but the tiger on the chair did not see it, his eyes covered by a shade that allowed nothing to penetrate. Instead, the light was perceived as heat on his sweaty fur, whole rivulets mingling among the stripes that covered the black and white body of the cat suspended onto the high-backed, tilted chair with heavy leather bondage secured with buckles and padlocks. A thick leather posture collar meant that his head was forced into a single position, neck resting on a small leather-padded pillow attached to the backrest, but no other provisions had been made for his comforts. His arms were spread to the sides as if he was lying on a crucifix and not on a high tech bondage platform, and the same applied to his legs, bound and stretched to the sides to give space and expose him for his unseen attendant.
The hot air was rank with the smell of sweat, musk, cum, chemicals, leather, rubber, everything mingling into a tepid mixture that dominated the tiger's sense of smell and taste. He was unable to speak or otherwise react to it, for a leather muzzle enclosed his jaws and made it impossible for him to speak. It did not cover the entirety of his head like those intricate bondage hoods or puppy hoods that some Masters preferred for their slaves to wear to reduce their personality and make them into mere objects.
There were limits to Rei's submission, and this was one of them, the amount of leather bondage that covered his body and forced it to remain in the single position so that his attendant could work at leisure.
The tiger was growling, even through his muzzle.
"...no, not yet..."
The white tiger's tail slapped from side to side, untethered in any manner. It was part of the Master's grand plan, after all. The movements of the tail meant that they would cause tugging and flexing on the muscles and tendons under the said thick tail appendage, and that caused the tiger's asshole to clench around the thick rubber plug that had been lovingly lubricated and shoved up the feline's anus by his gloved teaser. Wiring curled away into a power unit from the bulbous base of the toy, not to provide electric shocks to the tiger's prostate at the moment (at least for the time) but to energize the strong vibrator that teased the feline's groin from within, making his flesh thrum with the stimulation that was bestowed upon him, without any choice on the matter.
"...you can do better..." the disembodied voice continued.
The Master placed his rubber-gloved palms around the white tiger's thick, straining member, applied adequate pressure, and began to roll his paws back and forth so that the barbed cock was massaged between his palms as if he was playing with Silly Putty, not with the leaking shaft of a strong male in bondage. The white tiger let out another grumble, possibly of displeasure, yet the numerous drying stains of cum covering his belly and chest spoke of another feeling altogether.
"...fight the urge...fight it..."
The cock strained, pulsed and jumped in the practiced grip of the Master, playing the big white tiger's shaft expertly. It seemed that he knew exactly just how far to go, to walk both of them to the edge of the precipice before he stood back, all too suddenly, and let Rei's cock flop against belly, pulsing as if he was already ready to blast another thick load of musky cum from his balls...yet the dick remained there, angry red and throbbing in terrible need.
"_...that was better..."_the Master rumbled.
" Gmmmghhpr."
The rubbered paws were covered in a sheen of lubricant and pre-cum, and wrapped slickly about the bound tiger's hefty balls. Several loads had already been milked out of them, yet the Master seemed hardly satisfied with the results yet. He grasped on the balls firmly and tugged on them, pulling the white tiger's danglers further away from his body.
The rumble rose up again, and the body tensed once more.
"...so fragile..."
He squeezed, and he twisted a little, the skin becoming more tight, the pressure sending intense sensations throughout the white tiger's body. His sensitive, vulnerable nuts were approaching the point where pleasure could become pain...yet the Master played this game as well as the earlier edging.
Stop and go was the word.
"We have but begun yet."
Another tug, another growl, and the white tiger's balls were finally released, to slap against his taint so that they landed partially on top of the madly vibrating plug still filling up his muscled rear.
"Tsk tsk tsk. Impatient boy."
The black and white tiger flushed under his cheeks furs. Being called a mere boy while he was a grown man of exquisite proportions was almost as humiliating as the fact that he had been tied down by the raunchy Master and now played at will, his entire body on the offer for his unseen Master's pleasure.
"Let's cool you down a little."
The tiger barely heard the creak of leather, but he smelled it alright, but when the first smack came, there was no mistaking it.
CRACK!
The tiger tried to yell, but his jaws could not move and the noise was reduced into a simple growl of agony, pleasure and frustration. The leather paddle was heavy, sharp, and landed onto his thighs and his exposed rear with obviously leisure and trained ease.
CRACK!
"Remind you what you're good for, boy."
CRACK!
SWAT!
CRACK!
The tiger writhed in his bindings, sheer instinct making him try to avoid the blows that landed on him from the sharp motions of his Master using his paddle on Rei's bound ass. His tail jumped up and down, as if being subjected to electric shocks, but these were splashes of pain and pleasure instead.
"Here's for you for cumming so quickly..."
The paddle wouldn't spare Rei's balls or the base of the plug, either. Each slam pushed the toy deeper into his rear and thrust upon his battered, overworked prostate to help milk another drooling dribble of pre-cum from his piss slit and onto the furs covering his belly. The tiger gargled with the indescribable pain that melted into pleasure, in the afterglow of each slamming blow onto his body, and left him breathless, groaning and panting with saliva foaming out of the holes on the leather muzzle covering much of his face.
The Master worked him tirelessly, until he suddenly dropped the paddle and grasped the tiger's erection once again. It had not waned in the least even through the aggressive spanking he had received earlier, and sprung even further into life in the familiar grasp of fingers, rubber clad or not, taking hold of Rei's member.
"Let's see how you behave now, boy..."
The cock made a slurping noise, being stroked through the Master's slick grip. The lubricant and the pre-cum frothed, the fingers firm yet loosening on every move up so that the touch could become almost infuriatingly light, just when what the white tiger needed most was a strong squeeze to truly drive the sensations into his nerves.
The barbs were stroked elegantly, the lubricant making every move easy and smooth, and indeed fluid while the Master applied himself to the expert handjob. His other paw even joined in one the fun, to curl around the base of the shaft and squeeze down while the other toyed with the rest of the bound tiger's poor tool in a kind of a spiraling motion that made him jerk his hips forward and grumble deeply.
"Just work through it, boy..."
The pleasure, the growing sensation that made the tiger's great footpaws curl and his toes twinkle -
- disappearing in a flash of pain, when his cock smacked onto his belly again,and the Master's paw grasped his balls to deliver another harsh yank onto his nuts.
"I said to hold it!"
Had he actually cum? Rei wasn't even sure whether he had orgasmed or not, the sensations had been growing to such intense heights that he couldn't even tell exactly where the actual climax began and where he was simply being ruthlessly edged into it. The muscles in his groin and pelvis were flexing, sucking on the toy inside his rump and making his cock twitch on its furry nest over the tiger's belly.
His Master would not let him go easily, not at all. He continued to tug and grab the balls to his heart's content, making the big tiger to grumble once anew.
"Hmm...maybe this will do..."
Cold lubricant trickled down onto the tiger's shaft again, before he was once more engulfed in the firm grasp of a rubber-gloved paw and jerked off roughly. His tail squirmed, his asshole squirmed, his cock pulsed and pumped, and the Master worked ruthlessly, energetically.
"Let's see...boy..."
The tiger's balls were beginning to draw closer to his groin. The sensations coursing through him intensified, made it difficult to -
"Aahhhhh.."
A gasp, a moan, the cock in the Master's grip tensing again when the reflex-like muscle contractions began deep within him -
"Tsk tsk!"
This time the Master did not stop, but he jerked the tiger's shaft throughout the orgasm that sprayed his chest once again with deeply scented cum. Warm globs landed all over the bound tiger, and still the Master went on, rubbing and stroking the oversensitive flesh over and over again.
"_Arhhjjjjjj!"_gargled the bound tiger, pleasure shooting up his spine until it was beginning to border on pain once more.
"This is what you get for cumming once again...another orgasm!"
It seemed that the Master did not intend to stop this time, but would continue to stroke the white tiger until another load would be milked out of him...however long it would take.
"Ughhh..."
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In a darker corner of the room, only the glint of eyes revealed that another observer was present and watching the proceedings, with a smirk over his muzzle.
"Well done, Deux," said the tiger, from his comfortable seat that offered a perfect view of the actual play area.
The leather clad tiger turned his muzzle about and gave the seated tiger a wink, while he continued to pump his paw over the bound white tiger's overheated member.
Then he blew a kiss, and concentrated on his task once again.
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Oh dear, what a mischievous man that is, that SecondGruffy! And seems that a certain other Gruffy was present to enjoy the festivities as well! Hmm...
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