The Academy Sale ## S.M. Wolf * * *

Mistresses Miao, Janet, Janice, Darien and Timor © 2006 by S.M. Wolf, all rights reserved. Darien's name suggested by Vladspellbinder. The Academy © Kittiara, is part of the Trouble's Tales universe and is used with permission. Reproduction and distribution of this work by any means without the expressed written permission of the author, or hotlinking from another website without the expressed written permission of the author is expressly forbidden. Any use of the Academy without permission of Kittiara is also forbidden. Any resemblenace to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

• * * Six months. That was how long Timor had been at the Academy. It was how long it took the efficient sex slave factory to convert a young, scared male fur into a willing sex slave ready to serve the sexual whims of any Master or Mistress. Today had been the semi-annual sale of the slaves. The young tiger had been sold to a quite beautiful golden furred feline femfur. The femfur had to barely be in her twenties. She seemed to be part of the idle rich class. That could be good or bad depending on her disposition. After his sale his Mistress had brought him to a small waiting room. It was decked out like a medieval throne room with two large heavy wooden chairs facing each other. Beside the chairs was a pair of pads for slaves to kneel upon while their Masters or Mistresses talked. There were many hangings on the walls. Timor suspected that they hid storage compartments and cupboards filled with things for the free furs to use upon their slaves. Timor now knelt on his Mistress' right. The femfur had brought him into the room and removed his hood. She had ordered him to look into her eyes. The tiger was uncertain about the supposed psychological conditioning he had been given just before the hood went on, and he was led away to be sold, but he certainly seemed to be bound to her. When she ordered him down onto the pad and to remain quiet while they waited he had dropped like a rock and presented his body to his Mistress. She had taken a few minutes to inspect him carefully, but she had largely left him untouched. Instead she curled up in the chair and just watched him. Timor kept a subservient position with his knees widely spread and his paws resting palms up on his thighs. His eyes were firmly fixed on a spot just in front of his limp penis. Even when his Mistress ran a paw through his headfur or pelt he stayed as still as possible since she had ordered him to remain quiet. He intended to give her no reason to regret buying him or to punish him if he could help it. The door opened again. Instinctively Timor shifted his eyes to the right just enough to catch a view of the door. Another young feline femfur stood just inside the door. She was built almost identically to Timor's Mistress but had a reddish fur. "Did you get him, Janice?" Timor's Mistress asked. "What do you think, Janet?" the feline femfur asked in a bit of a dejected voice. "No?!" the golden furred femfur asked in surprise. The red feline femfur suddenly brightened up. She reached to her right and pulled a slave though the doorway. Timor nearly jumped out of his skin. Mistress Janice was leading a hooded skunk into the room. Timor instantly recognized him as his frequent partner in pain, Darien. They had endured months under the often cruel paws of Mistress Miao as she molded them into subservient sex slaves. "Oh, he looks really nice! Now I see why Auntie recommended him. "Are you going to take off his hood now?" "In just a minute. I wanted to get him somewhere private first." Mistress Janice led the skunk over to the pad opposite Timor. She positioned him facing away from the tiger. She glanced down at the subservient male tiger sex slave and quipped, "I cannot chance him becoming bonded to you." The femfur told the skunk "Close your eyes and do not open them until I tell you to do so. Failure to obey me will bring a harsh punishment. Is that clear?" The skunk nodded his head affirmatively once. "Good!" Mistress Janice purred. "I like a cooperative sex slave who knows his place." Both Timor and Darien cringed a bit at her statement. Things were not going that badly for them, but there was a certain threat and expectations in her comment that could bode ill for the pair. The hood came off the skunk and was thrown into the far corner. It was joined by the ball gag and Darien's chains. Timor was shocked when Mistress Janice took Darien's head in her paws, pulled him close and kissed him passionately. At least his partner seemed to have gotten a good Mistress. "Now, open your eyes." The skunk opened his eyes to find himself in the embrace of a lovely young feline femfur. He tried to be as stoic as the tiger had been, but a brief smile crossed his muzzle. Apparently he liked his new Mistress. "Now turn around and say hello to your lover." It was hard to tell who was the most shocked, Timor or Darien. Both nearly jumped out of their pelts. They had no idea how their Mistresses knew about the bond between the tiger and skunk. Regardless, Darien whipped around to see the tiger kneeling on the floor looking up at him in shock. The two femfurs just laughed at the male sex slaves' shock and surprise. Mistress Janet leaned in close and nibbled Timor's left ear as she ran a paw through his head fur. "Didn't think we would know about that, did you? "We know all about you, including all the stuff that the Academy left out of your reports." "Oh, yes," Mistress Janice enthusiastically. "Auntie told us all about both of you when she suggested we buy you for our twenty-first birthday presents. We are really looking forward to getting you home to see if everything she told us was true or not. "We have to wait for her to come see us first, though." Darien was ordered to kneel on Mistress Janice's left. That put him directly across from Timor. As their Mistresses made small talk to pass the time the two males stole glances with each other. Together the two had endured the attentions of the kinkiest and often cruelest Mistress in the entire Academy as a pair and survived. They had forged a very strong bond. It was not quite the same as lovers, but Timor definitely enjoyed the sex with his skunk partner. Instead it was more a bond of mutual support and help when the worst happened as it seemed to do to them on a regular basis. It was also the bond of shared experiences within the Academy, especially the nights together with Mistress Miao that could be both incredibly delightful and frightening. These Mistresses appeared to be sisters, so at least Timor and Darien had a chance to be together at times in the future. That eased each male's fear of what was to come. While the Mistresses talked, their paws strayed to their new sex slaves' bodies. The caresses were casual at first and more to reassure the newly bought slaves than anything else. They ran paws through the males' hair and stroked their necks. Gradually the femfurs' paws moved further down the males' bodies to stroke their backs. Then Mistress Janice ran a paw through Darien's chest fur. The skunk jumped a bit as her fingers played with his right nipple and its ring. "I think I am really going to like this," she said as she gently tugged on the skunk's steel ring. "It is so... convenient." Darien's eyes went just a little bit wide. The piercings he and Timor had received were for various punishments. They reminded them of their failures especially when the instructors and guards had hung things from the rings or used them to painfully punish the males. Many times the pair had stood on their toes with their paws bound behind them and taut ropes running from the ceiling to their nipple rings. As their leg muscles cramped and failed them the ropes pulled ever harder and more painfully on their poor nipples. It appeared that those days were not over for the pair. Timor was so distracted by the thought of coming punishments that he actually gasped when he felt five pinpricks on his left ass cheek. Mistress Janet had pawed him hard and sunk just the tips of her claws into his flesh. It really did not hurt much, but it definitely sent shivers up and down his spine. "Ah, I finally got a reaction out of you!" Mistress Janet said gleefully. Mistress Janice laughed and said, "You always did like them big, strong and silent." "And you always liked them slight, subservient and a bit feminine, Sis." "Yeah," Mistress Janice said as she shifted around to look into the skunk's lap. "Still, I am a bit surprised that they are both limp." "Academy training at its finest, Sister! They won't get a hard-on without our permissions." Mistress Janice looked at Mistress Janet and said with a mischievous grin, "I bet mine can get it up faster than yours!" "You're on! At the count of three." The two males gathered themselves. Neither was sure of the consequences of losing, but they preferred to be the winner just in case. "One! "Two! "Three!" Mistress Janice's right paw shot down and grabbed Darien's limp dick. She started to masturbate him hard and fast. "Hey!" Mistress Janet cried out. "No fair!" Mistress Janice just grinned at her sister. Mistress Janet grabbed Timor's half hard cock and started masturbating him just as hard and fast. Both males were rapidly brought to full erections. The femfurs were not sure who won, and they did not seem to care. Instead they lay belly down on the chairs staring at their male sex slaves' sports equipment. "Mine's bigger," Mistress Janet said smugly. "Mine's longer and sleeker," Mistress Janice replied. She glanced over at the tiger's erection and added, "They both look a heck of a lot better up close and personal than they did no stage." Mistress Janet giggled. "Yeah, they do." Mistress Janet paused for a moment and added, "Think we should have them do something now? Maybe blow each other off in a gay sixty-nine?" Mistress Janice reached down and pulled Darien's muzzle up. She kissed him rather passionately again. Her tongue slipped in and out of his mouth several times. "No," she finally said. The skunk looked a bit disappointed at his Mistress' pronouncement. Mistress Janice stood up. She removed her miniskirt and halter top. She was wearing nothing underneath. "They need to serve their Mistresses first before they can get anything. Then they can have some fun together, but only if they earn it." Mistress Janice stood with her legs open wide and her snatch almost touching Darien's nose. Even several feet away Timor could smell her arousal now that her clothes were gone and her sex was unencumbered. "I know you know what to do, Slave," Darien opened his muzzle. He ran his tongue oh so lightly up and down the feline femfur's vaginal slit. He stopped for a bit to play with her clit with just the tip of his tongue. As he had been taught through many days and nights of hard instruction he slowly excited his Mistress. Using his now skillful tongue he could draw out her pleasure for many, many minutes. "Ah, that feels good, Slave. Keep it up. Nice and slow. Get me good and wet. Then I might let you have some fun with me." Mistress Janice pawed Darien's head and used his ears to guide him gently. Timor watched raptly as Darien worked on the feline femfur. Timor was suddenly brought back to reality when Mistress Janet leaned over and asked "Sorry that is not your cock, Timor?" Timor was afraid that Mistress Janet would punish him, but instead she got up and tossed off her clothes. Like her sister she wore no underclothes. Mistress Janet presented her already wet snatch to Timor. She grabbed his ears and pressed his muzzle against her cunt. She rubbed his nose back and forth over her mound, mewing pleasurably at the feel of the tiger's nose pressed against her slit. His entire world was reduced to the smell and sight of her snatch. "I think you need to get me off twice before I let you play with your skunk or me as a bit of a punishment for watching the show and not taking care of your Mistress. "Now get to work!" There was just a slight edge of command in her voice. For some reason it reminded him of the instructors at the instructors at the Academy. At the moment he did not care. He had a Mistress to pleasure, and the smell of the feline's arousal was highly intoxicating to the tiger. Timor began licking. After six months of training at the Academy, he was an expert at oral sex. The femfur grinding her cunt against his muzzle obviously wanted it fast and furious, so he obliged her. He rammed his tongue deep into her pussy and flicked the tip up and down as fast as he could. He was almost instantly rewarded with a gush of hot nectar flowing down his tongue and into his waiting mouth. He slurped down the liquid until the flow finally subsided some. The tiger did not pause but did change his tempo. He started to push his tongue in and out slowly as if he were mating her. Above him he could hear Mistress Janet crying out, telling him to go faster, but he kept the slow rhythm and drew out her pleasure. After a full two minutes he withdrew his tongue and flicked just the tip over her engorged clit before returning to her vaginal slit. She moaned in ecstasy at the caress of his tongue on her hot little nub. After several slow thrust of his tongue into her cunny he again flicked the tip of his tongue over her clit several times in rapid succession. This time Mistress Janet shrieked. Behind Mistress Janet Timor could hear Darien licking Mistress Janice furiously. There was no question that she was enjoying the skunk's supple tongue working over her cunt. Her full throated cries of pleasure filled the room. Several howls indicated that the femfur was cumming repeatedly. She did not let the skunk slow down, though. Instead she ground her sex harder against his muzzle. Timor continued to alternate between slowly driving his tongue into Mistress Janice's slit and rapidly flicking his tongue tip over her clit. He could smell her rapidly mounting arousal, but kept her just on the edge of orgasming for several minutes. He was a bit surprised that she did not seem to mind. For such a young femfur without training at the Academy he would have expected her to demand a quick release. When Mistress Janet did come it was with a huge roar of pure pleasure. He juices soaked the tiger's face and chest fur. Timor continued to lick her clitoris hard and fast throughout her orgasm. It seemed to drive her as wild as he intended. When she was done cumming Mistress Janet took a half step back and looked down at her new slave. "Not bad," she commented almost indifferently. Timor was shocked for a moment, but then he caught just the hint of a smile in her face and voice. He smiled because he knew he had done well and his Mistress was playing with him. Mistress Janice finally finished with a full throated growl and sank down to the floor. She was obviously a bit drained from being washed out so many times by Darien. She did lean over and kiss him again. Timor could see the skunk smile as he accepted the reward of his new Mistress. "So what do we do with them now?" Mistress Janet asked Mistress Janice. "Well," the red furred femfur replied thoughtfully, "I think we did promise them a bit of a reward if they did well, and I would say they definitely did well." The two Mistresses smiled at their new sex slaves. "Okay, let's let them go at each other a bit. It's been a while since I've seen a pair of males in action," Mistress Janet said. Timor and Darien pricked up their ears. For ones so young these two seemed to have above average experience. Mistress Janet ordered Timor to lay down on his right side facing Darien. She pulled his right arm straight out over his head and lay it down on the floor. She placed his left paw on his hip. She had him bend his body at the waist a bit. His right leg was stretched out straight from his body along the floor. She adjusted his left leg so his foot was behind his right knee and his left knee was high in the air. Timor could feel a cool draft blowing over his hot cock as he waited. Mistress Janice said to Darien, "Get in the same position but I want the tip of your cock just brushing his lips and your muzzle barely touching the tip of his dick." Darien assumed the position that his Mistress dictated. Timor could taste the skunk's salty precum on his lips. It was a taste that he had come to love over the past few months. "Now, open-" "Wait!" Mistress Janet shouted. "I just thought of something!" The two feline femfurs conferred in hushed voices. Suddenly Mistress Janet burst out in giggles. "That's a wicked idea!" she crowed. The pair returned to the males. Each lay down behind their sex slave with their heads resting on the slave's tail. "Now," Mistress Janet said, "you will lay start to lick each other. You can only use your tongues. No muzzle! Neither of you can get off until we tell you to do so." Timor and Darien groaned a bit internally. This was a common Academy order. The instructors and guards delighted in denying the slaves sexual release or used their orgasms to control the slaves even more. By forcing them to wait, the slaves were reminded of their positions in life and lack of control of even their most intimate acts. "Now start licking!" Timor and Darien did as ordered. In truth neither one minded any more. Instead they sought to bring as much pleasure to each other as possible without sending the other over the top. Timor was surprised when Mistress Janice's face appeared between Darien's legs. She gave him a wicked grin, licked her lips provocatively, and started licking and sucking on Darien's balls. Timor heard Darien gasp a moment before his own testicles were assaulted by his Mistress. The femfurs were young but definitely not virgins. Indeed, they were surprisingly good. Their licking was every bit as good as most femfur sex slaves sold at the Academy that day. The two were doing their best to force the males to break training and cum without permission. For their part the males were sweating profusely and trying their best not to spurt while still licking their partner enough to satisfy their Mistresses. The mutual licking continued for a full five minutes. The skunk and tiger were in desperate shape. The femfurs were succeeding in building them to a crashing orgasm whether they wanted to cum or not. "Now use your muzzles. I want to hear plenty of sucking!" Mistress Janet ordered the males. Reluctantly they took each others shaft into their moths and sucked hard. Timor continued to use his tongue to excite and pleasure Darien. Just when he felt that he could not hold out any more, Timor heard the command that signaled their release." "Now cum!" Mistress Janet ordered the males. Instantly Timor's mouth was filled with hot skunk jism. Simultaneously his own balls emptied into the waiting mouth of Darien. Both males continued to pump hot seed into the others muzzle for some time. Each sucked hard on their partner's cock to drain every possible drop from them. The two males continued to suck each other until the cocks grew totally limp. When they were done Mistress Janice rolled Darien over onto his back. The skunk was breathing a bit hard, but his eyes were bright and alert. "Looks like someone missed a bit of tiger cum," Mistress Janice said as she ran her right index figure over the skunk's lips to remove a couple of small white globs. Darien's eye went a bit wide. Failure to drink down every drop of sperm could result in a severe punishment at the Academy. Instead Mistress Janice brought her finger up to her muzzle and licked it clean. "Mmmm. Nice and salty. You should try it, Janet." Mistress Janet smiled at her sister and said, "I have another use in mind for my playtoy's cream. "Let's see how good he ruts." Mistress Janet got up onto all fours with her rump pointed at Timor and her head at the door. She lifted her tail with a swish that sent the scent of her arousal was sent wafting back to her slave. His limp cock immediately started to harden again. Mistress Janice laughed and commented, "Looks like he's an easy one to get going. "I wonder about this one..." Mistress Janice shifted to all fours as well but went head to rump with her sister. "Well?" she said to the skunk still lying on the floor before her. Darien scrambled to his paws and knees and crawled around to the back of his Mistress. Mistress Janet lifted her tail to reveal a wet pink slit. "I want some tongue action first, and then mount me slow and easy. I want you to draw it out and get me off as many times as you can." "Yes, Mistress," Darien replied meekly. Mistress Janet looked back at her tiger. "The muzzle action sounds good, but when I tell you to jump on I want you to take me hard and fast but not cum. "Once I am done, I might let you get off. "Now get going!" Mistress Janet ordered the waiting tiger with an edge in her voice. Both males got down on their paws and knees. Their muzzles went between their Mistresses' haunches. They noisily licked and played with the femfurs silken mounds and stiff clits. Mistress Janet was already close to reaching her next orgasm. She lifted her right paw and ran it over her breasts as she watched the skunk lick her sister. The tiger was doing wonderful things under her tail as well. She moaned as sexual thrills ran through her body. After only a couple of minutes, Mistress Janet emphatically ordered Timor, "Mount me!" Timor got up on his knees and positioned himself between the open knees of his Mistress. He grabbed her rump in his paws and thrust his fully erect organ deep into her snatch. He continued to pump his shaft deeper and deeper into her until he finally buried his cock up to his balls in her pussy. "Don't stop!" imperiously Mistress Janet ordered her new sex slave. It was obvious she was incredibly aroused and wanted him to bring her off. Mistress Janice watched the tiger mount her sister. The sight of his shaft disappearing into her twat was arousing her. Behind her Darien was getting a steadily larger stream of nectar flowing onto his tongue. Timor increased the tempo and depth of his thrusts until he was withdrawing his entire shaft except the knob ad lunging forward to bury it all into her dripping snatch. Mistress Janet suddenly arched her back and went rigid. She roared as a strong orgasm shook her body from the tip of her tail to her nose. That was enough for Mistress Janice. She looked back over her right shoulder and ordered Darien, "Mount!" Like her sister her voice took on a demanding tone that allowed no thought of argument from the well trained sex slave. He scrambled up to his knees and slipped his dick between her labia. Using gentle thrusts he worked his meat deeper into her waiting hot love tunnel. When she was done cumming Mistress Janet looked back over her shoulder at Timor. He was still pounding her hard though his tempo has slowed considerably once she came. "Not bad for a quickie. Now slow down and draw another nice orgasm out of me, and then I'll let you coat the inside of my cunny with nice, hot tiger cum." Timor was breathing hard both from his exertions and his desire. His Mistress felt so tight and hot wrapped around his phallus. The sight of Darien mounting her sister was arousing him even further as he watched the skunk's long, sleek shaft slowly stroke in and out between her sister's lightly furred labia. "Oh, that looks so good," Janet told Janice as she again started playing with her breasts. "It feels good, too! "Your boy looks pretty good too." Yeah, he's nice and big and hard!" Mistress Janice laughed at the lust in her sister's voice With a smirk Mistress Janice added, "I think I might keep him around for a while." Mistress Janice reached out and cupped Timor's balls. The touch nearly distracted him enough to spurt his load, but he recovered before cumming. "Nice set of balls, too. I bet he can fill you up all night long." "Well, if he gets going and brings me off we can find out." Timor took the not so subtle hint and adjusted his tempo and angle just a bit to rub his dick harder against the interior of his Mistress' pussy. He reached underneath her to lightly play with her twat. He was quickly rewarded with groans of pleasure. Darien continued to thrust slowly into Mistress Janice's dripping wet snatch. His crotch and thighs were soaking wet from her juices, but she had not ordered him to speed up or bring her off. She seemed content to let him keep her highly aroused while she watched the mating of the tiger slave and her sister. Mistress Janet suddenly howled. A copious amount of fluid gushed down Timor's prick to land on his ball sack, thighs and the floor. "Nice one!" Mistress Janice complemented her sister. She placed both paws firmly on the floor and suddenly thrust back hard against the skunk's pole. It was buried completely in her. She groaned in pure pleasure. "Now finish me off fast and cum in me!" she moaned as she braced herself for the skunk to hump her. Darien did not need a second invitation. He was quite ready and willing especially if he got to cum as well. This femfur was ready for him, and he was not going to dally. Instead he started thrusting every bit as hard and fast as the tiger had a minute ago. "Oooh! Looks like you've got a live one!" Mistress Janet exclaimed as she watched the skunk's white shaft ram repeatedly into her sister's hot snatch. She wanted some of the same. Mistress Janet looked back at Timor. "Pick up the pace, and get me off again. When I cum, you can too." The two males bent their backs to satisfying the demands of their new Mistresses. Both were well trained by the Academy and proficient at sexually pleasuring femfurs. Both soon had their partner loudly moaning and groaning with pleasure. The two males glanced at each other. A moment of understanding developed in the training rooms at the Academy passed between them. They adjusted their rhythms to match one another. The two femfurs orgasmed nearly simultaneously. Their full throated screams filled the room as they squirmed on the large male cocks they were impaled upon. The males were in for a surprise, though. As the femfurs came they suddenly clenched down hard on the males' shafts, drew them deep into the femfurs' waiting love tunnels and fellated them to orgasm using nothing but their vaginal muscles. It was an act worthy of any femfur sex slave graduate from the advanced Kegel training classes. Hot male sperm coating their interior walls set the femfurs off again. All four furs orgasmed together. The sound of them cumming shook the walls. The force of his orgasm drained Timor completely. He half doubled over his Mistress. "Not bad!" a new yet disturbingly familiar voice said from the doorway. "Auntie!" Mistress Janet said joyfully. Timor's head came up. Mistress Miao stood grinning in the doorway. Mistress Janice got up and walked over the third femfur. They warmly hugged each other. Timor swallowed hard as he watched them kiss. From his spot kneeling on the floor Darien was breathing with shuddering breaths that had nothing to do with his near exhaustion from all of the sex play. Both sex slaves were thunderstruck. They had thought that they were finally free form the cruel, sadistic, kinky feline. Instead they were now the property of her nieces. Mistress Janet got up and joined her sister and aunt. Timor was left kneeling on the floor with wet ropes of his jism and her nectar hanging from his half hard cock to the floor. Mistress Miao broke her embrace with the two younger femfurs and walked them over to the cowering slaves. She was grinning broadly. "Miss me, boys?" Mistress Miao asked. The two males just knelt. Darien trembled visibly. "Turn around, Darien," Mistress Miao ordered the skunk. He quickly obeyed. His still partially erect prick was also dripping a mixture of male and female juices. Together the two male sex slaves knelt before the three femfurs with their heads bent and their knees well spread. "Well, looks like you two were having some nice fun while waiting for me," Mistress Miao commented to her nieces. They just giggled. Mistress Miao turned her head towards Mistress Janice and asked, "So, what do you think of him?" Mistress Janice looked down at Darien and said, "I like him. He's a bit too quiet, but I think he is going to be a really nice submissive with just a little bit more training. He listens to me and follows my orders without question. "And I like his nice, long slick shaft! It feels real good going in. "I think you picked me a good sex slave, Auntie." Mistress Miao turned to Mistress Janet and asked, "And what do you think of Timor, Dear?" Mistress Janet just provocatively growled low in her throat and grinned widely. The other two femfurs laughed. "No, really," Mistress Janet said, "He's a good lay - big and strong with a nice big cock to pleasure me. "I'm going to like getting him into the dungeon at the chateau and giving him a real workout." "So," Mistress Miao asked with a bit of a drawl, "do you think that these two are going to be suitable for your Dominatrix training?" Mistress Miao's words shook the two young males to their core. The training at the Academy had been bad enough, but now to be used by these two femfurs to develop their Dominatrix skills...? It was almost more than they could bear. Mistress Janice giggled. "I think that got their attention!" she crowed. "I thought it would," Mistress Miao purred. The older femfur slipped a paw under each male's chin and lifted up their faces to look at her. "It is not quite as bad as it sounds. My nieces need experienced, well disciplined slaves trained in sex and able to take severe punishment to start their training if they are going to join the Academy staff. "You two fit that description, plus you are what they want in a sex partner for afterwards." Mistress Miao sighed and looked at her nieces disapprovingly. "I am sure you are going to treat them way to well after the sessions." The two young feline femfurs just giggled. Both slaves caught the glances and smiles sent their way by their Mistresses. There was plenty of promise of sexual and other pleasure in their looks. Perhaps it would not be a complete living hell after all. "In the meantime," Mistress Miao continued briskly, "I have a couple of gifts for you." Mistress Miao disappeared into the corridor. When she returned she was carrying two exact replicas of her omnipresent riding crop. She grinned at the crestfallen expressions on the male sex slaves. "You did not really think you were going to get away scot-free, did you?" she asked the pair. The tiger and skunk said nothing. They could only kneel and wait. Mistress Miao handed the riding crops to the younger felines. They murred appreciatively as they hefted the crops. Mistress Janet took a few experimental swings. The crop made a high pitched whistling sound as it cut through the air. "Well?" Mistress Miao asked, "What are you waiting for? You have a crop to break in and two nice asses waiting for you." Mistress Miao pointed at Timor and Darien. "Turn over and get those asses up in the air!" Reluctantly Timor and Darien turned around, interlaced their paws behind their necks, bent forward to place their foreheads to the floor and bent their tails to fully expose their asses. It was a common position for a slave in training at the Academy awaiting a beating. Mistress Janet and Mistress Janice exchanged worried looks. Their aunt obviously expected them to punish their slaves. "Well? Aren't you going to beat them?" Mistress Miao asked imperiously again. Mistress Janet licked her lips nervously before replying softly, "No." "No?!" "No, Auntie. You always taught us to punish slaves only when they do something wrong and then only as severely as their acts deserve." Mistress Janice added, "And you taught us never to take pleasure simply in inflicting pain. "As part of a larger act, yes. Pain alone, no." Mistress Miao stood impassively for several seconds. The two feline femfurs watcher her a bit nervously, but they also stood their ground. Suddenly Mistress Miao broke out into a big grin. She grabbed her nieces in a hug. "So you did listen to me! I was wondering at times." She said with a bit of a laugh. The two younger femfurs added their own laughs. Mistress Miao released Mistress Janet and Mistress Janice. She stood them in front of her and placed a paw on a shoulder of each. "You do realize that you will need to learn to punish slaves as part of their instruction if you are going to work here?" "Oh, yes!" Mistress Janet said with a smile, "However, we are going to punish them for doing poorly in their classes. That makes their asses fair game for us." Mistress Janet looked down at Timor and added, "Just like this tiger's ass is fair game if he doesn't keep me happy!" She said it with a smile in her voice, but there was no mistake what would happen to the tiger if he failed to please his Mistress. Mistress Miao looked at Mistress Janice and asked seriously, "And what about using them for your training? You will inflict pain upon them as you learn how to punish slaves properly. "You may even cause some injuries that will require medical attention." Mistress Janice looked down at Darien as he knelt on the floor. His black and white ass looked so inviting as it stuck up high in the air. She remembered their brief time together and knew that she wanted him again, early and often. "Well, that is what the part of our training on how to pleasure slaves and the reward games we need to learn comes in. "They will be the carrot for the stick of the punishment sessions," Mistress Janice finished. She ran her tongue over her lips in anticipation of the fun to come. Mistress Miao sighed. "Barely two hours together and you two are already sweet on these two. "Oh, well. It will help to restrain some of your ‘exuberance' during the training sessions." Mistress Miao reached into a small pouch on her belt and pulled out two data crystals. She handed one to each of the new Mistresses. "These," Mistress Miao explained, "are the lessons I have put together for you. There are plenty of diagrams, pictures and videos to go along with the text. When I could I picked out records on these two for illustrating the lessons. "Start in on the training and do the best you can. I will be at the chateau in three weeks to observe your progress and see how well you are doing with these two. "If they give you any problems in the meantime I have included a list of potential punishments geared towards getting them to toe the line." Mistress Miao gave her nieces another hug each and then left. Timor and Darien were glad to see her leave. They were unsure about what would happen to them at the paws of these two feline femfurs, but they knew how well Mistress Miao could play pleasure and pain upon their bodies to enforce her will upon them. Mistress Janice and Mistress Janet looked at the two male slaves. Their eyes focused in on the two ball sacks and limp shafts dangling invitingly between the legs of the males. Timor and Darien heard muffled whispers behind them. They strained their ears to hear as much as they could, but the conversation was too soft and short to learn anything. Instead they felt their legs grabbed behind their knees. Two tongues began to lap up their shaft and balls. As the males' shafts quickly hardened again their Mistresses worked their tongues around the hard members of their sex slaves. Gentle paws turned the males over onto their backs. Their Mistresses adjusted their bodies so that they lay with their arms tight to their sides and legs together. Their rampant shafts stood straight up in the air awaiting the femfurs. The felines licked their way from the males' feet up to their hard cocks. Using their own saliva their generously lubricated the males' cocks. The two sisters straddled their new slaves' hips and ever so slowly mounted the males. They gyrated their hips as they slowly settled down onto their pleasure slaves. When they were fully down they ran their paws through Timor's and Darien's chest fur while their weight pinned the males to the floor. "Don't you dare cum until we let you!" Mistress Janice warned the males. The two femfurs ran their paws through the males' chest fur. The played with the slaves' nipple rings as they used their vaginal muscles to caress the males' hard shafts. Each of the femfurs worked over the males. As they played with their living sex toys, the two young felines promised the skunk and tiger a variety of terrible treatments as part of their training if they failed to please their Mistresses, but the slaves could not concentrate too much on their words. Their consummate lovemaking was driving the pair frantic with sexual desire. The Mistresses drew out the sex for several minutes before suddenly clamping down on the hard shafts buried in their vagina. They roared as they orgasmed. "Cum! Now!" Mistress Janet ordered the tiger male. He let go. Instantly a stream of hot jism filled the golden feline riding his erection. She stopped clamping his cock with her vaginal muscles and instead began to jump up and down on the tiger's powerful hips. "Now!" Mistress Janice ordered Darien. The skunk needed no further encouragement to erupt in his own flood of sperm. The red feline quickly churned it into froth as she bounced hard and fast on top of his hard member. The males kept cumming as long as possible, but there are limits to the abilities of even Academy trained studs. Eventually their cocks went flaccid and slipped from their Mistresses' wet pussies. When they recovered their breaths, the Mistresses got up. Neither femfur cleaned up the evidence of their recent matings. Instead they just put on their clothing. When they were dressed again they pulled the slaves up to a standing position. "It's not like we are going to need our clothes for very long," Mistress Janice said as she kissed Darien. "We have a nice big limo with plenty of room and a couple of hours to kill until we get to the chateau." Mistress Janet caressed Timor's balls. Even with the recent sex his shaft stirred and started to harden. Mistress Janet laughed and said, "Yes, you do have good stamina." She kissed Timor full on the mouth. "And you are going to need every bit of it for the ride home." The Mistresses inserted the ball gags back into the slaves' muzzles. A short length of rope secured their paws behind their backs. Another short rope attached to their ankle cuffs effectively hobbled them. The Mistresses played their paws over the bodies of their bound slaves. Timor and Darien showed their appreciation with hard dicks standing proud of their crotches. Mistress Janet snapped a leash onto Timor's collar. "Time to take our new play toys home, Sister." Mistress Janice attached a lead to Darien's collar. "Agreed!" she replied enthusiastically. A quick slap of her riding crop on the skunk's ass got him moving smartly towards the door. Mistress Janet laughed and tapped Timor's right flank with her riding crop to get him moving. Together the two Mistresses and their slaves passed through the halls of the Academy. Several of the guards and instructors stopped the young femfurs to complement them on their purchases. The pair of slaves could see other members of their classes, female and male, with their new owners. Many looked scared and confused, and a few looked outright frightened. Several seemed relatively content, though. Timor briefly wondered what the other slaves saw when they looked at him. Fear, perhaps, but most likely confusion and uncertainty. He had no clue what this femfur would do to him, but as the niece of Mistress Miao and her slave for Dominatrix training, he knew many bad things awaited him. However, this pair had also talked of pleasure sessions and defied Mistress Miao's order to beat them on principle. Perhaps not everything would be bad. They certainly seemed to know how to pleasure a male. Timor's cock jumped just a bit with the thought of what had happened to him already at Mistress Janet's paws. There certainly was some promise pf pleasure as well as plain. In the end he had little say in it anyway, so all he and Darien could do is wait and hope for the best. At least they had two young females that appeared to enjoy sex as Mistresses. There was something to be said for that small mercy. In the courtyard a large black limo with dark windows awaited the foursome. The femfurs got in and pulled the males in behind them. They sat on the back seat and lifted their dresses in unison to reveal their pink lips. Using their leashes they pulled the males in between their legs. Driven by the scent of feline females in heat, Timor and Darien needed no encouragement with the riding crops to get to work with their tongues. The two males did not see the gates of the Academy close behind them as they headed to an uncertain but likely interesting future as the living training props of these future Dominatrixes.