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Author's note: Yep, I'm writing a story. This will be a gay erotic human/furry master/slave story, so if shit like that offends you, then you probably shouldn't read this. There probably will be more chapters of this if I feel like this deserves to be continued. I hope you enjoy.

My Master, The Cougar

I awoke in a slight daze. Upon looking out the window and seeing the moon conquering the sky, I discovered that it was still night. In my half-asleep state, I reveled in the softness of the sheets against my naked skin. But their softness paled in comparison to the fur of the beautiful cougar currently laying next to me. Considering the heat of the summer night, I felt that I'd be more comfortable laying farther away from him than normal, due to the heat of his fur being comparable to a fluffy space heater. Though I believed it was necessary, I still couldn't help missing the feel of his smooth, blonde pelt against my skin while he held me close to him.

As I longed for the cougar's fur, my movements caused him to stir in his slumber and yank on my leash, pulling me closer to him. Rather than protesting, I instead buried my face into his fuzzy chest and let out a sigh of contentment. The heat no longer mattered to me. I have no memory of the cougar's name, though it wasn't important. The only name I needed to call him was “Master”. As I laid with my furry master, my memories drifted to my previous life before I met my handsome bestial ruler. A life of which I never wanted to return.

I had never considered myself as a homosexual, I'd had my crushes with various girls in my life, but never even thought about pursuing a same-sex relationship. Though, as I grew older, and my knowledge of the internet grew, I became attracted to men of a certain species. Anthros. It was a fairly gradual process, which started as casual searches on the web to extreme arousal at even the sight of a male anthro. After my love for furry men came to fruition, I found another fetish beginning to show. I began to feel that I wanted to be dominated and used by these anthros. I wanted to be kept as a sex slave and be owned by a furry, physically and mentally. To my sadness, I knew this fantasy would never come true. At least, that's what I thought.

My story begins on a warm day in June. The sky was cloudless and the trees seemed to be a perfect hue of green. The deer were grazing in the fields and the birds were chirping in the multiple pine trees that surrounded my house. My parents had decided to move out into the wilderness when I was 3, so we could be closer to nature. Though, being a person in the modern world, I found it difficult to turn away from technology and look towards Mother Nature. Because of this, I was inside, watching TV on that beautiful day. I barely remember what program it was, probably the latest mind-melting reality TV, when my thoughts started to drift towards those beautiful anthros. I tried, at first, to suppress my thoughts because I began to think I was obsessing over them. Try as I might, the urges eventually won, as they always did. As I pleasured myself, my thoughts drifted to the body of my ideal master.

I thought to myself he'd be a cougar anthro with large muscles, but not too large. Small enough for him to maintain a slightly slender figure. He'd have soft, blond fur with a deep, commanding voice that you couldn't help but obey. His rear would be just soft enough to grab a handful of in times of passion and his manhood would be the perfect length. I didn't really know what the perfect length would be, since I never had any experience with the male sex organ, but I knew he'd have it. He was the perfect master, after all. Though, his personality was also important. He'd be a firm master, not afraid to give punishments if he believed they were deserved, but he'd also be a kind one. My perfect master would always be gentle and would never let any harm come to me, unless the harm involved claw and teeth marks during sex.

As I neared release, I saw a figure moving out of the corner of my eye. I tried to look towards it, but before I could, an odd-looking hand covered my face and another grabbed my length and began to stroke me at an unrelenting pace. After a few seconds of this, I exploded into the figure's hand as I cried out “Master!” in the most amazing orgasm of my life. The power of it was so intense, I passed out immediately after; but as I fell into unconsciousness, I couldn't help but hear a light chuckling.

As I awoke, my vision was extremely blurry at first. As it eventually cleared, I nearly had a heart attack. A naked, anthropomorphic cougar was sitting on the other side of the couch, staring at me. For a brief moment, I was wondering if I was dreaming, since the beautiful creature looked exactly as I'd imagined. Though, I strongly wished this thought was false as he slowly crawled over to me and soon was right on top of me. The cougar leaned in close, began to purr, and started licking me all over my face. Still wondering what the hell was going on, I couldn't fully enjoy what was happening. Cautiously, I asked, “Who are you?”.

He stopped licking me and just looked at me for what seemed like an eternity before eventually saying, “I'm your master, of course.” He let out a small laugh and began licking me again. Despite his rough tongue feeling amazing against my face, I was still very confused. Where did this creature come from? Why did he like me so much? Why did he say he was my master; did he mean what I hope he meant? Why was he licking me? All these questions were flying through my head as my “master” continued his ministrations. As the reality of what was happening began to sink in, I found myself becoming breath-taken and extremely aroused. So much so, that I was at a loss for words. After a few minutes, he stopped licking me and smirked as he saw the still bewildered look on my face.

“You probably have a lot to ask me, don't you?” Still unable to speak, I could only nod my head, much to his amusement. He got off of me and went back to his initial position at the other end of the couch. “Ask me anything you want, then.” My face was still beet red from the situation and it took me a while to get my thoughts together. But once I did, I still had no idea which question to ask first, but eventually, I settled on the most prominent one.

“Where did you come from,” I asked.

The cougar, almost as if he knew I'd ask that question first, replied, “It's difficult to explain. You probably don't know that there are dimensions different than yours. In my dimension, there aren't any humans, only anthropomorphic animals like me, whereas there are only feral animals in yours. A few years back, though, I found that there was a portal between our dimensions. When I went through it, I went into this dimension. That's when I found you. You were only 8 or so at the time. It fascinated me to watch you grow, to watch you develop. I felt like I'd been with you for every moment for the past 9 years. I'd developed quite a bond with you. Then you began to explore your sexual interests. I was very interested in finding what you were into, and once I saw what it was on your internet history, I was... intrigued. Although, it was pretty confusing that you not only knew about my kind, but were sexually attracted to them. But, after some pondering, I eventually warmed up to the idea. So much so, that I'd pleasure myself every night at the thought of owning you. Having you satisfy my most carnal desires. It drove me crazy, up until today. I just couldn't take it anymore when I saw you masturbating, especially knowing that you were thinking exactly what I was. So, I made my move. Anyway, I'm rambling. What do you say. Do you want to make your fantasy come true?”

I was stunned by this. He was right, this was basically my dream come true; but there was still one thing that made me think twice about just screaming out “YES”. What would I say to my friends and family? Would I tell them the truth? Would I try to lie to them? Would I just leave them and hope for the best? I honestly had no idea how to answer him with this question in my mind. I hoped that the cougar might have had an answer. “What about my friends and family,” I asked.

“What about them,” the cougar replied. “The portal allows back and forth travel between the two dimensions, so you could visit them whenever you wanted to; as long as you told me beforehand, of course.”

This was a bit of a relief that I would still be able to see my family again, but I still was unsure about this whole situation. What if this was all fake? What if this was some elaborate prank by my friends? Were they really smart enough to pull off a trick this complex? These questions soon disappeared once the cougar's hardening length began to grow out of his sheath. I marveled at his crimson manhood that was slowly exposing itself to me. He noticed my staring and chuckled. “Perhaps this will convince you.” He then grabbed the back of my head and pressed my face against his cock. I could smell the strong scent of his musk as my struggles slowly diminished and I eventually let my lust take over. I started by smothering kisses all over his length and balls. His groans of satisfaction did wonders for my pleasure as I began to grow hard as well. I began to suckle on the head of his cock as his moans became louder and more frequent. I couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of joy and pride, knowing that I was able to cause this beautiful creature such pleasure. He started spurting small shots of pre into my mouth as I sucked. The taste was insanely salty, but I actually enjoyed it. I happily guzzled it down and eagerly awaited more. After a moment, he began to push my head further down onto his dick. Unfortunately, I couldn't take all of it and gagged after it got halfway down. 'How long is he,' I asked myself. Fortunately, he didn't seem to mind my poor deep-throating as he roared and came into my mouth and down my throat. “Swallow it all,” the cougar commanded. Overcome with lust, I drank it all as if I was dying of thirst. I looked up at him as his eyes met mine. I adored the sated look on his face. He then pulled me up to him and started to lick my face again. My dick felt like it was going to explode as I felt his delightfully rough tongue once again drag across my face.

Eventually, he noticed my plight and started to lightly pet my length with one of his paws. I couldn't take it anymore. I needed to release. I could feel it coming out as I felt my orgasm... nothing. I looked down to see the cougar's paw wrapped tightly around my cock. I looked up at him as my dick still was about to burst. My eyes looked desperate as I silently urged him to let me release. I had no idea what he was doing until he finally spoke. “Beg,” he ordered. I was shocked at his command, but I desperately needed to cum. Plus, the humiliation turned me on even more.

“Please,” I muttered.

“Please what, boy?”

“Please let me cum.” He laughed.

“That's pathetic. I'm not letting you cum if that's how you beg,” he chided tauntingly.

“Please! Please let me cum!”

“What's my name?” I was unsure what he meant for a few seconds, until I finally realized what he meant. I was about to say it, until he began to stroke me again. He still kept a firm grip, keeping me from cumming. I could barely form words with the pleasure he was giving me, but I was finally able to scream out his name.

“Master!” I cried it out so loud, I almost lost my voice. My release was so intense, I nearly blacked out again, but I was barely able to stay conscious. Master looked at me, pleased with my subservience. The fact that I'd pleased him was one of the best feelings I'd ever felt. I felt so good that I wrapped my arms around him and hugged him as tightly as I could. After a few seconds, I felt his arms wrap around me as well. I could feel his soft fur pressed against my still exposed groin and could smell his amazing scent. After a few moments of hugging, Master lightly leaned me back so he could look at me.

“So, have you decided?” I honestly could feel nothing but adoration and love for Master and nobody else. My feelings toward my friends and family had all but diminished, almost as if I'd never met them. Eagerly, I replied, “Yes, Master. I want to stay with you and be yours forever.” Master's grin got larger at my response and hugged me again. I could hear him lightly purring as I was pressed against him.

“Well, let's get going, then. But first, let's get rid of these.” Master then proceeded to undress me until I was completely naked. For some reason, I was comfortable with being naked around him, as if it'd happened many times before. Master looked me up and down for a few seconds, taking me in and observing me. After he was done, he picked me up and began to carry me, bridal style, to the front door. “Don't worry, slave. I'll take care of everything. Just go to sleep in my arms, and when you wake up, you'll be in your new home.” And so I did. I have no idea how long I'd slept until I woke up, and when I did, I was in a bed. The sheets felt like silk and the bed felt like sleeping on a cloud. I looked around and figured it must be where Master lived. After a few seconds of thinking, I realized that this was now where I lived, too.

I cautiously got out of bed and crept to the door. I turned the doorknob as slowly as I possibly could until the door finally opened. I slowly tiptoed my way down the hallway until I came to what looked like the living room. It appeared that there was nobody home. I began to feel a pang of worry in the back of my head. Where was Master? Was he okay? Why wouldn't he wait until I woke up to go somewhere? I was so confused. Where was he? Fortunately, before my worry could become worse, Master walked through the front door, carrying two bags in his hands. “Oh, there's my sleepy little boy. I have a few gifts for you. But first... should you be standing?” I didn't understand for a second until I realized slaves don't usually stand when they're addressing their master. I quickly got down on my hands and knees. “Much better. Now I can give you your gifts. Follow me to the bedroom.”

I quickly crawled behind my master to his bedroom. He placed the bags at the foot of the bed and sat down next to them. “Now, what should I give you first? Oh, I know. How about this?” Master reached into one of the bags and pulled out a leather collar with a leash to go with it. “It's a bit rudimentary, but I still think you'll love it.” He then wrapped the collar around my neck and latched the leash to it. “There. Perfect fit.” It did feel very nice. Almost as if it was meant to be there. “What do you think of it?”

“I love it, Master. Thank you so much.” He smiled and pet my hair.

“That's not all, though. Let's see, what next? Ah, of course.” Master reached into the other bag and pulled out a pair of pink, fuzzy handcuffs. I was instantly excited just imagining what he planned to do with those. “We'll save these for later. Now, onto your last gift.” He stuck his hand into the same bag the handcuffs were in and I was instantly terrified at what was inside. It was a small bottle that read 'Lubricant'. “We'll probably need this for tonight, now won't we?” Being a virgin, I had no idea what to expect when it came to sex, especially when I was on the receiving end. I knew it'd probably hurt a lot, but it still comforted me somewhat knowing that Master was at least trying to make it as painless as possible for me. “Now, I'm kind of hungry. How about you make us some dinner?” I blanched at the thought of actually cooking a meal. I had no idea how to make anything beyond simple meals. Plus, I had no idea what anthros ate. I wasn't sure if I should ask Master what I should make or just wing it and hope for the best, but as if he knew what I was thinking, he reassured me. “Perhaps we could just have snack foods tonight. You probably wouldn't know what you were doing unless I taught you, right?” I nodded my head in agreement. Master patted my head in amusement. “I'll teach you how to cook soon. Come on. We can eat whatever you like and just watch TV.” I did like the sound of that, so I instantly followed behind him to the kitchen.

After an hour or so of watching a hilarious sitcom about a fox living with a rabbit, Master decided it was time to go to bed. As we walked to his bedroom, I grew more and more nervous. My stomach was in knots and my mind was racing as I walked behind him. Once we reached his bedroom door, he gave me a seductive grin, opened the door, and beckoned me to follow him. I slowly walked into the room as he sat down on the side of the bed. My heart was pounding in my chest as I sat down next to him. I could hear him lightly purring as he brought his hand up and began to pet my hair. “So, are you ready,” he asked. I cautiously looked at him. In that moment, my cougar master was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen in my life.

“Yes, Master. I'm ready,” I replied.

“Good. We'll start off slow. How about you pet me? Anthros love to be pet, in case you didn't know.” I tentatively reached my hand towards his crotch. “I didn't exactly mean there. Not yet. Just pet me wherever you want.” Slightly relieved, I moved my hand to his chest. There was a small tuft of white fur between his pectorals that I couldn't help but find adorable. I slowly ran my fingers through it, much to his pleasure. I couldn't believe how soft his fur was. It was almost like a mixture of cashmere and silk. It took all of my strength to keep myself from burying my face in it. He tipped his head back and sighed as I moved my hand slightly lower and began to rub his belly. Master let out small chuckles as I let the tips of my fingers dance on his fur. I then brought my hand up to his head and stroked his head as he did with me. I started to stroke his ears and lightly scratched them, which made his purring louder than I'd ever heard it before. After a few minutes of petting him, Master began to move my hand southward. “How about you put those hands to some real use, now?” I blushed as I saw his lovely length peeking out from his sheath. I began to pull the sheath back, exposing more of his manhood. His purring became louder and he began to moan. “Fuck, that feels so good.” His words of appreciation only sparked my arousal and I began to jerk him off with much more vigor. He moaned even louder and leaned back on the bed, using his elbows to support his body. After a few more seconds of rubbing, Master grabbed the back of my head and gently pulled me towards his cock. Rather than struggle like the first time, I brought my head the rest of the way by my own volition. Unlike last time, where it was pure lust, I still had some room for thought, so I could truly enjoy Master's taste and scent. I worshiped his beautiful dick as I licked up and down the shaft and gave loving kisses on his balls. I then moved on to deep-throating. I was hoping I could do better than last time, but unfortunately, I was only able to get half of his manhood in my mouth. I pulled my mouth off and looked at his now fully-erect cock and noticed that he was at least 10 inches long. My observation didn't last long though, as Master grabbed the back of my head again and pulled me down onto his length. I began to suck as hard as I could and drank all of the pre that he had to offer. It was almost as though the more precum I drank, the more aggressive my worship became. I started to suck harder and tugged at his balls every few seconds until he finally cried out in orgasmic pleasure and released into my mouth. I was more accustomed to the taste, so I was able to swallow the cum much quicker than before. Master was still panting, trying to recover from his climax as I laid down next to him.

I snuggled with him for a few seconds before he eventually sat back up. “Get on your hands and knees,” he ordered. I instantly obeyed and presented myself to him. Master took a few seconds to really take me in before he began the taking of my virginity in earnest. He started by applying some of the lubricant he bought to the tip of his finger and pressed it against my tight entrance. I instantly felt pain as his finger demanded entry. My sphincter still held strong, though, as he pressed harder. “Just relax. Don't worry, it'll hurt a little, but you'll love it. Trust me.” He then brought his face next to mine and licked me. His determined finger pressed harder as he licked me until it finally gained access to my inner regions. The pain was nothing short of excruciating as his finger slowly went in farther and farther. I buried my face into one of the pillows on Master's bed. He ran his other paw up and down my back in an effort to calm me. It worked, for the most part, as his finger finally made it all the way in. I thought I was in the clear until he added the second finger. I was on the verge of screaming in pain as he started to fuck me with his index and middle finger. His other paw became bored with rubbing my back and started to toy with my hardened nipples. This, along with the growing pleasure in my rear, was becoming almost too much to bear. I began to moan as his fingers pumped in and out faster. I was close to climaxing until his fingers pulled out, leaving me feeling empty.

I looked back at him with pleading eyes, much to his amusement. “Don't worry, I'll take care of you. But first...” Master then grabbed my wrist, pulled out the fuzzy handcuffs, and locked both of my arms around the bedpost. I tried to pull away, but the handcuffs were far too strong. Master laughed at my attempts to escape and positioned himself behind me. I could feel his warm length pressing against my hole as he pushed harder and harder until it finally slipped in. An immense mixture of pleasure and pain overwhelmed me as I moaned louder than I've ever moaned before. It didn't take long for him to fit his entire length into me as my moans became even louder. Tears began to fall from my eyes from the extreme amounts of pleasure I was feeling. It was like nothing I'd ever felt before. Master then leaned down and pressed himself against me. “That's right. You're just my tight little cock-warmer, aren't you?” His vulgar words nearly doubled my arousal and his thrusts became faster and more powerful. My moans became what were essentially screams as he pumped me for all I was worth until he finally exploded inside of me. The sheer warmth of his jizz was more than enough to send me over the edge as I climaxed all over his bedsheets. We held that position for a few seconds until finally collapsing on the bed, with him laying on top of me. His soft fur brushing against my back as he breathed heavily. I was still handcuffed to the bedpost, but I didn't want to tell Master. I assumed he'd fallen asleep and I didn't want to wake him, so I figured I could tolerate it. But before I fell asleep, I wanted to tell Master that I loved him. Even if he was asleep, I still felt the need to tell him.

“I love you, Master,” I said with nothing but sheer adoration. He didn't respond at first, so I was almost certain he was asleep. But a few seconds later, I heard Master answer me.

“I love you too, human.”

END

Author's Note: Well, that's my first story. Please leave a comment telling me what you think of it. My guess is it's not very good, but I'd still like your opinions on it. I probably will add onto this story. When, I don't really know, because my creative streaks come and go. Also, if you guys have any suggestions for stories I should write, feel free to tell me them. If I like the idea, I would gladly write them. Well, that's all I have to say, so see you guys later!