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[b][u][center]Leopard Milking

For Nexii

By Draconicon[/center][/u][/b]

Jin had planned on a fun night out. After all, business as a model was booming, and he had cash to spare. So much that he'd actually picked up not just one, but two prostitutes out of the escort section of the paper. After all, why not spread a little bit of the cash around, and considering that the two of them were siblings, it seemed all the hotter to have them all to himself.

That was the original idea, at least. The facts turned out to be a little different.

He'd gotten the pair of them – one lady named Julia, the other named Olga – to join him in the cab back to his place. They were easy enough to get in, and as they settled in and draped their sable coats over his shoulders as well as their arms, he was all too excited. And the girls were eager to encourage him, it seemed, both of them reaching down and rubbing his thighs, and even a little higher when the driver wasn't looking.

It wasn't until they were back at his place, the door closed and locked, and him just starting to get undressed, that things started going wrong.

He'd barely put his clothes down before the sisters attacked him, the humans pulling him back onto his own bed and tying him down limb by limb. It wasn't an easy thing for them, at least – he could struggle a bit – but they were surprisingly strong, and soon his hands were bound up behind his back, and his legs were tied apart to the top of the bed.

“What the hell are you doing?! I'm paying you!"

“Yes, but we need other payment."

The Russian accent was deep and throaty, and despite his situation, Jin could feel his cock slipping free. The snow leopard shook his head as Olga reached into her purse and pulled out a small vial. If he'd been in a doctor's office, he would have thought that they wanted a urine sample or something. But as they slid it between his legs, and Julia started stroking his sheath, he had a different idea.

“Um…if you wanted that –"

“Don't talk, cat. We take what we need."

They stroked him with soft fingers for nearly a minute to get him hard, and soon, Jin could feel his cock twitching and throbbing between his legs, almost spitting with pre despite the predicament he was in. He blushed, trying to squirm, but the ropes held him firmly, keeping him from getting away from those soft, warm hands rubbing his cock.

“You…you girls aren't…prostitutes, are you?"

“Said, no talk."

“Please, just…tell me what's going on."

The sisters rolled their eyes. One of them – Julia, from what he could tell – stepped around the side of the bed, and squatted down by his head. The other, Olga, kept stroking him, keeping him hard and starting to make him drip a little bit.

“We run little farm. Kitty fur farm."

“You…are you going to…skin me?"

“No."

He heaved a sigh of relief at that, but Julia continued.

“We use fur for fashion, and you have excellent coat. Good coat and good genes to pass on. So, we milk you for genes, and take back for good breeding."

“Why…why do it this way?"

“Because you don't need see females."

“Julia, he's not cumming."

“Is situation not good enough for you, cat? Two hot human females, not good enough?"

“No, no, it's great! I swear, I just need –"

“Ugh. Shut up."

She took some of his clothes and balled it up before shoving it in his mouth. It was difficult to breathe around it, let alone speak, so she more or less got her wish of keeping him quiet. Jin squirmed as the other pair of hands wrapped around his cock again, teasing it, but he couldn't quite get off from that alone. He shivered as they reached around, and when long nails rubbed along his ballsac, he worried that he might have pushed things a bit too far.

Thankfully, they pulled their hands back. Olga grumbled, and reached into her purse. Jin was worried about what she might be looking for, but was a little bit shocked when all she pulled out was a pair of sable fur gloves. He watched her slide them on, only to look away when she started staring at him.

“Don't look at me, cat. This is for own good."

He had no idea what she was talking about. All he knew was that her hand was coming back down, and –

His eyes went wide at the strange but lovely feeling of fur-covered fingers wrapping around his cock. It was far better than masturbation, as well, considering that the fur was treated to be softer, warmer, and thicker than anything on a hand like his. He groaned, his hips twitching, almost bucking into that grip before he could stop himself.

The human ladies laughed, and he felt one of them pat him on the hip, almost like a farmer would pat a horse or other animal on the flank.

“Yes, that's it, cat. Let it go."

He blushed, but he knew that he didn't have much choice in the matter. Who knew what the ladies would do if he didn't give them what they wanted? He certainly didn't want to find out, not when there was this much on the line.

So he shifted and thrust against that hand as best he could, almost fucking it in the awkward position that they kept him in. He blushed, knowing how silly he looked, but there was a part of him that loved it. The grip around his cock was tighter than any pussy, and it was furred and warm and smooth in a way that he would never get anywhere else.

That, plus the fact that Olga was jerking him off as hard as she was, trying to force him to cum, made it all the better. He whimpered, biting his cloth-gag as he was teased again and again, and shivered as another hand cupped his balls again. The soft squeezing, the warm teasing, soon pushed him over the edge.

He came hard, spurting a few ropes of cum into the little glass cup between his legs. The splatter was easy to hear, and he blushed worse as he realized how much of an animal he was to the two humans. They were using him as much as he planned to use them, perhaps even more so, considering that he hadn't meant to use them past the night.

He expected her hand to release him at that point, but instead, Olga kept stroking him. Jin whimpered, trying to pull back, but Julia pushed him forward again, going so far as to hold his cock inside of the head of the collection jar.

“Ah ah, cat. We need much. At least four more."

Four more? That was…It hurt! His cock ached as the fur – more sable fur, he realized – rubbed against his over-sensitive shaft, the fingers rubbing the head and the length of it like mad. He whimpered, shaking his head from side to side as he begged wordlessly for relief, but the hand was relentless, teasing him and driving him nuts.

Desperate for comfort or relief, he turned his head to the side, grinding it into whatever he could find. At first, that was just the blankets of his bed, but then –

“Mmmph!"

He groaned as his cheek rubbed something softer, something smoother, and looked at what it was. It was part of Julia's sable coat, just as soft and warm and smooth and lovely as he remembered. Even as he touched it, his cock twitched in that gloved hand, and Olga paused.

“What happened?"

“He twitched."

“When he –"

“Yes. Use it more."

In no time, Julia was rubbing her coat against his face, and despite himself, Jin rubbed against it in turn, using it to comfort himself, even as his cock got harder and harder. He blushed as he used it almost like another would use a pair of wet panties, sniffing and nuzzling the oiled fur constantly.

Soon, he was dripping again, and he could tell that the humans were amused at his antics. He blushed, but kept up what he was doing, trying to ignore the constant, milking handjob going on between his legs.

But that was impossible, even with the fur in his face. He tried, he tried so hard, but it kept teasing him, dragging his attention back to it. Those light-furred gloves were skilled at what they did, and he could already feel another orgasm building, so soon after the first. Barely minutes, as far as his body was concerned, when normally he would have had at least an hour between climaxes to rest.

The humans refused him that. Julia shoved him down, keeping him pinned in the grip of the coat, as his cock was suddenly squeezed by two hands at the same time. The extra pressure, the additional stimulation, pushed him over the edge for the second time. This time, it wasn't so loud as he filled the little jar, but he could tell that it was still a lot.

He finally got a break as the twins pulled the jar out, looking at it and turning it around in the air. He glanced at it, and saw that it was barely covering the bottom of the little thing. The idea that he might have to fill it to the top seemed impossible, and he prayed that he was just getting a bad angle of the jar.

Soon, Julia pulled out a pair of gloves of her own, these ones made of a black leather, and he shivered as they ran down his hips, making their way slowly between his legs. His softening cock was snagged and tugged until it came back out of his sheath, standing up between her fingers.

“Now, it my turn. And I am not gentle, like Olga."

He mewled into his gag as she started roughly jerking him off, making him hunch his hips despite himself. Olga stood off to the side, sitting down and rubbing her hands together as she watched, and he shivered at the look of interest on her face.

[i]I swear…if I get out of this…no more prostitutes…ever…[/i]

[b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]