The Good

Jenna

Chapter 3

In-laws And Other Demons

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Copyright © 2007 by S.M. Wolf. Based on situations created by Kittiara. All rights reserved by the author. Master Coshocton, Jenna, Rajah, Hans, Fritz, Sasha, Debbie, Mr. and Mrs. Tigeris, Ella and Andrew © S.M. Wolf. 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 S.M. Wolf is expressly forbidden. Any similarity to any person, living or dead, is coincidental.

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Albert Einstein once said time is relative.

Jenna certainly believed so.

The eight months that she had spent in The Training Academy had seemed to stretch on forever. Day after day of mental, physical and sexual abuse and training designed to wear her down, break her will and finally produce a subservient, kinky sex slave had led to seemingly endless days and nights.

In contrast the past six months as Master Coshocton's slave had flown by in the proverbial blink of an eye. She had never felt so alive and vibrant. Her Master and his parents had made her an integral part of their family. Mistress Mom in particular had gone out of her way to make Jenna feel at home with them.

Still, sometimes even with her new Master time felt like it dragged on forever.

Take for instance right now.

Jenna stood in her kennel in front of a full length mirror. Her feet were spread wide and her paws were behind her neck with her fingers interlaced. Her nipples were rock hard, and she was panting almost uncontrollably.

In front of her knelt Master Coshocton. He was nude and obviously highly aroused. His right arm was curled around her left leg, and his head was even with her crotch. He was slowly running a large, smooth dildo in and out of her dripping snatch while licking her clit with his rough tongue. She could feel a very familiar and pleasurable pressure build in her crotch, but she had to fight it. The tigress had been ordered not to cum no matter what her Master did.

With skill gained by many days and nights of instruction from his sex slave, Master Coshocton brought Jenna closer and closer to an orgasm. She whimpered a bit as she felt the fire growing in her cunt.

"Master, please!" Jenna begged.

Master Coshocton only snickered and continued his efforts.

Jenna tried to think of something " anything! " else, but her mind kept returning to her Master and the things he liked to do to her.

The male bobcat was certainly a kinky male who enjoyed exploring Jenna's body and limits. One of his favorite pastimes was seeing how tightly he could tie her up and still insert his cock into at least one of her orifices. He definitely was not particular about which one either. Jenna did not mind too much since he always made it a point to make sure she got at least as many orgasms as he did.

Master Coshocton also turned out to be a bit of an ass fur as well. He loved playing with her behind. Jenna had always thought her ass cheeks were too large, but now she had some different opinions after her Master's frequent compliments and obvious admiration. Even the spankings she received on a semi-regular basis were much more for play than for punishment. Even the ones given in punishment seemed to always somehow lead to some serious sexual fun that usually included her getting butt fucked vigorously.

Master Coshocton also enjoyed putting Jenna in costumes. The Arabian princess had just been the first of several costumes. More recently he had started to dress her in a variety of fetish gear. The latex enveloping her body and holding her helpless as her Master used her for his pleasure seemed to be a big turn on for her Master. He also enjoyed placing her in less restrictive but no less sexually explicit gear. Jenna certainly did not object to some of the choices of her Master such as the chastity belt with a large dildo and butt plug on the interior surface. They kept her on the edge all day until her Master returned home and relieved her sexual frustration.

Of course he still enjoyed his spots on the wall. He would send her to them to assume some position whenever he was feeling randy. As his skill and knowledge increased Jenna grew to enjoy the trips more and more. They had even expanded the basic positions for her punishment to make much more sexual fun possible. Still, at times, she wondered if her Master had some leopard in his bloodline.

Jenna tried to look away from her reflection in the mirror, but her eyes just could not seem to leave the sight of the dildo in the bobcat's paw between her thighs sliding up and down faster and faster as her Master's tongue flicked over her clit quicker and quicker.

Still Master Coshocton did not allow Jenna a release.

"Master! I am so close!" Jenna pleased with a wail.

As soon as she said it Jenna knew she should not have.

Master Coshocton laughed and redoubled his efforts to force her over the edge.

"Master, I "

"OOOOHHHHH!!!"

Jenna could not help herself. She screamed as wave after pleasurable wave ran through her body. She could more feel than hear her Master laughing as he continued to assault her private regions with tongue and dildo. He did not let up as he stretched out her orgasm as long as possible. His skills in that area had grown in the past six months as well, and it was a good two minutes before Jenna's orgasm finally ebbed away.

Jenna stood near collapse. The intensity of her orgasm had been terrific. Her training of her Master had certainly paid dividends for her in that department. Mistress Mom assured Jenna privately that she would be Master Coshocton's mate some day, but, if she was not, she had certainly prepared him well to pleasure his eventual mate.

Master Coshocton stood up. His face fur was matted and damp with Jenna's nectar. He grinned at her.

"I told you not to cum."

Jenna bowed her head and said contritely, "Master, I "

Master Coshocton pressed his right index finger to her lips to silence Jenna.

"No excuses!" he said sternly, but he started to stroke her face gently. "You need to be punished for your failure."

Master Coshocton pressed the dildo to Jenna's lips.

"Hold this."

Jenna opened her mouth. Master Coshocton popped the dildo between her canines. She closed her teeth delicately on the hard plastic, almost as if she were closing them upon the nape of a newborn cub. Her mouth was overwhelmed with the taste of her own juices as they filled her mouth.

Master Coshocton brought over a sturdy Shaker-style straight backed chair and placed it facing the mirror. He sat down.

"Come here, Jenna."

Jenna scurried to her Master and knelt in front of him when he pointed at a spot on the floor. He took the dildo out of her mouth.

"Better hope you kept this nice and wet, Jenna. Otherwise this might be a little rough going in.

"Now stand up, turn around, bend over a bit, and lift your tail."

Jenna did as she was ordered.

Master Coshocton grabbed the base of Jenna's tail. She could see the dildo raised to her tail hole a moment before she felt it pressed into her rectum. She groaned in pleasure as the slick shaft worked its way deep into her bottom. The banked fire in her loins was instantly reignited.

Once the dildo was fully into Jenna's ass, Master Coshocton scooted forward until he was sitting on the very edge of the chair. He leaned back. Jenna grinned as she saw his pink shaft pointing straight up in the air.

"Now take care of your Master, Jenna!" Master Coshocton commanded his sex slave.

Jenna needed no encouragement. She placed her paws on his knees. The tigress wriggled her buttocks back and forth provocatively in his face before she lowered her hips down towards her Master's waiting prick. She grinned as small spurts of precum erupted from his cock. They dropped back onto his knob and and dribbled down the throbbing pink shaft.

When she reached her Master's waiting dick, Jenna ran her hips back and forth to draw the tip of his shaft over her hot slit. Master Coshocton groaned in pleasure and nearly came. Jenna slowed down just enough to keep him on the edge.

When Master Coshocton regained a bit of his composure Jenna continued to lower herself onto his waiting member. The sounds of pleasure behind her and the look on her Master's face seen in the mirror told her that she was driving him wild. She grinned as she slowly worked her hot pussy all the way down his shaft to finally sit on his lap.

Jenna rested there for just a moment before lifting her hips up until she was about an inch above her Master's thigh. She dropped back down and proceeded to bounce up and down on his shaft repeatedly. The short thrusts had an electrifying effect on her Master. Jenna could feel his shaft swell even larger inside her.

Jenna continued to bounce up and down on her Master with ever more vigor until she was nearly coming off his cock. She could tell that he would not last much longer, but she continued to increase her tempo and force.

Suddenly with an almost savage snarl Master Coshocton grabbed Jenna's waist and pulled her down hard onto his lap. A volcano of hot feline jism erupted inside her. He howled as he ejaculated torrents of sperm into Jenna.

The feel of hot sperm erupting inside her and the hard shaft in her butt set Jenna off again. She pressed her bottom hard against Master Coshocton and ground it against his crotch. She used her training to pull every last single drop from his balls that she could.

When Master Coshocton final stopped cumming and his cock slid back in his sheath he still held Jenna down on his lap. He was panting hard from his exertions. Even Jenna was breathing hard. They remained like that for several minutes until both recovered.

"Not bad," Master Coshocton commented, "but you are still getting a spanking!"

Jenna cringed a bit. She still had lingering doubts about her Master even after these past months and the assurances of Mistress Mom. The Training Academy had left her skittish since any instructor or guard could suddenly turn from pleasurable sex partner to cruel torturer seemingly without provocation or reason. Intellectually she knew that her Master was not like that, but emotionally she was still coming to trust him. Times like this made her anxious until she knew for certain which way the session would play out.

"Over my knees!"

Jenna half reluctantly slid off Master Coshocton's lap. She knelt to his right and bent over his knees. She slid a bit forward so her ass was properly presented to her Master. She placed her paws on the floor and lifted her head to look straight ahead at the door to her kennel. She flicked her tail up and bent it to lay flat along her spine.

Jenna trembled in a mixture of fear, apprehension and naked lust as Master Coshocton ran an appreciative paw over her flanks. His left paw slipped under her and cupped her left breast. His fingers found her nipple and gently tugged and played with it. He played with both her buttocks and breast for some time before shifting his position slightly and pressing his left forearm firmly down upon her lower back.

Master Coshocton raised his paw. The tigress tensed. This was always the moment of truth.

There was a loud smack as bobcat palm met soft tigress ass cheek. Jenna jumped a bit and squealed, but her squeal was one of pleasure. The blow, while loud, had barely stung.

Master Coshocton continued to spank Jenna for some time. His blows roamed over her entire bottom and caused a pleasant glow to suffuse her behind. She squirmed more and more, especially when her Master paused his spanking to slip a finger or three between her thighs to play with her labia or gave the dildo lodged in her rectum a quick twist. He also turned on the dildo's strong vibrator which sent waves of pleasure emanating from her anal orifice.

The effect of her spanking and the sex play on Master Coshocton was readily evident. Jenna could feel his hard-on grow and poke her belly and side. She felt the fur on her left side grow wet with precum juice. She moaned in desire and anticipation.

"Off!" Master Coshocton ordered Jenna.

Jenna quickly slid off her Master's lap and assumed a subservient kneeling position in front of him. Master Coshocton stood up moved to one side, and pointed at the chair.

"Stand up, bend over, grab the seat of the chair and spread your legs."

Jenna again quickly did as her Master ordered.

Master Coshocton stood directly behind Jenna. There was a momentary pause, and then Jenna felt the dildo slowly removed from her tail hole. She arched her back in pure pleasure as the smooth shaft slid from her sensitive anus.

Jenna felt the tip of the dildo exit her ass hole. There was a sudden emptiness in her bottom that she was sure would be filled shortly. Her Master turned off the vibrator and laid it aside. He grabbed Jenna's flanks. For just a moment he paused poised behind her, and then the rigid plastic dildo was replaced with hard, hot bobcat flesh as Jenna's Master thrust hard and deep into her behind.

For several minutes the two felines coupled. Their cries filled the kennel and culminated with Jenna's full throated roar as she came when Master Coshocton painted the interior of her rectum with his hot seed.

When Master Coshocton recovered his breath he stood and commanded Jenna, "Come."

The pair went into the bathroom portion of Jenna's kennel. Master Coshocton drew a hot bath and added a liberal amount of bath oils to the water. The scent of rose filled the room.

Master Coshocton pulled Jenna into the bath and curled up with her. Jenna wrapped up her Master in her arms.

"Did you enjoy that, Jenna?' Master Coshocton asked his slave.

Jenna smiled languidly.

"Yes, Master," she replied in a very contented voice.

"Good! I am glad you enjoy these games."

Indoctrination or not, Jenna was a bit surprised that she really did mean what she had said. Intellectually she knew that The Training Academy had messed up her mind badly and made things that two years ago would have revolted her now desirable and pleasurable, but that did not mean she was enjoying the times with Master Coshocton any less.

Now, though, there was more than just the physical aspect to their relationship. Jenna felt a real emotional attachment to her Master. It may have started with Mistress Mom's words and thoughts of cubs, but it had grown into a deeper relationship between the two felines. Jenna might be a slave, but she was far from unloved. Her Master cared about her as a fur, and her pleasure and well being were a paramount concern to him.

Master Coshocton surprised Jenna by adding, "Still, I sensed that you were afraid when I put you over my knees for a spanking."

Jenna made no reply. There really was nothing she could say.

Master Coshocton turned Jenna's face so she was forced to look into his eyes. She saw considerable concern in them.

"If you really did something that merited a punishment, you might have some reason to be afraid.

"Cumming when I ordered you not to is not something I will actually punish you for."

Master Coshocton grinned lecherously.

"Indeed, I take it as a compliment!" he said enthusiastically. "It means I was able to drive you wild, and that is rapidly becoming one of the greatest pleasures in my life."

He sobered, and his voice took on a more serious tone.

"I know you have been through a lot, Jenna, and I realize that you have trust issues with me. I can understand them completely. Try, though, to trust me a bit more.

"I will do my best to merit your trust."

Jenna was surprised by her Master's appeal. She still thought of herself as his property, not as a true partner. He could do whatever he wished with her as his sex slave without legal or even social repercussions.

"I... I'll try, Master Coshocton."

"Thank you, Jenna." He replied with a grin. He leaned in closer and kissed her full on the lips. Jenna returned his kiss with some ardor. They remained locked at the lips for several minutes before Master Coshocton focus shifted downward. He began to nuzzle Jenna's neck. She stroked his head fur. Her Master's muzzle moved further downward and found Jenna's waiting breasts. For a long while the only sound was the lap of small waves against the sides of the bathtub as Master Coshocton licked and suckled Jenna's nipples.

The water was much cooler when Master Coshocton finally stopped.

"I would love to play all weekend with you, but we are due at my parents at six o'clock, and Mom was very specific that she was going to give me a real spanking if you do not have what she considers suitable clothing."

Jenna sighed. Mistress Mom meant well, but Jenna hoped that her insistence that Master Coshocton treat Jenna more like a mate than a sex slave did not cause problems. She was, after all, his property, not hers.

"Hey, don't worry about it!" Master Coshocton said cheerfully.

"Mom can be a pain at times, but she means well. Getting you some normal clothing for when we see them or when I take you some places is going to be fine. And you should enjoy shopping and spending my money."

Master Coshocton gathered Jenna up in his arms and kissed her again.

"Besides," he added with a leer, "I still get to dress you up around the house in all sorts of kinky latex outfits."

Jenna had to laugh. Her bobcat was playing the lecherous male to the hilt. Still, when she kissed him again his tongue slipped into her mouth and roamed around for some time before he finally broke his embrace and left the tub. As Jenna admired his naked butt she had to concede that he played the lecher so well because he really was very randy. That suited her nicely, though.

Jenna dried first Master Coshocton's fur and then her own fur. They dressed quickly. Master Coshocton wore a pair of blue jeans and a dark blue turtleneck shirt. Jenna put on a black fishnet thong and matching top. The coarse fishnet and small semi-transparent panels did far more to show her body off than conceal anything. Master Coshocton replaced her normal collar with a heavier black leather one. He added some tags to the front ring to make sure she was legal since they would be going to the mall to shop after lunch.

"It's getting late. We better go," Master Coshocton told Jenna. He still paused long enough to give her a final appreciative look up and down and a quick kiss.

Master Coshocton and Jenna went downstairs and got into his sedan. He drove it around to the front and beeped the horn.

From next door Rajah and Sasha emerged. Rajah was dressed much the same as Coshocton save his shirt was red.

While Sasha was still every bit as much a slave as Jenna, Rajah treated her as his mate now. She was dressed in casual elegance with black designer jeans and a halter top that was deceptively simple and greatly overpriced. She wore a variety of rings, ear rings and other jewelry.

The most striking accessory was her slave collar. Rajah legally could not remove it until he set her free at least a year and a day after buying her, but he would not allow Sasha to wear a plain leather or metal collar. Instead he had a collar made from platinum. Several very large rubies surrounded by smaller white diamonds were set in the front. It was a striking piece even if it was a slave collar. It had been his gift to her in lieu of an engagement ring when he had proposed.

The couple had already set a marriage date for the day after the first day that she could receive her freedom. They were in the midst of planning their nuptials and honeymoon off planet.

Sasha's family had been very deliberately excluded from all involvement with the wedding and their lives. Neither fur wished to see her side of the family ever again after what they had done to her.

"Hello, everyone!" Sasha cheerfully called out as Rajah opened the car door for her. Jenna and Master Coshocton greeted her warmly. Rajah slid into the back seat beside the mouse. Jenna saw her left paw slide into Rajah's lap and caress his bulge. Jenna caught her eye for just a moment. They smiled at each other. Sasha was obviously enjoying pleasuring her male as much as Jenna enjoyed sexing hers.

Master Coshocton started down the road. A few doors down on the right Fritz and Hans were working in the yard planting bulbs in the bright spring morning sun. Between them was Debbie. Joining them were Debbie's sister Ella and her Master, Andrew. Jenna had to snicker at the sight of five canines digging in the flower beds.

Master Andrew had become an extremely good friend with Hans and Fritz, so much so that he had bought the townhouse next door to them. He and Ella would be moving in just a few days. The males were already planning to open doors between the two units and join the kennels in the basements together into one large sex den.

Master Andrew had proven to be far more energetic and sexually capable than either Doberman had expected. According to Debbie he taught the younger males several tricks that made their times in bed much better. Ella was enjoying not only the company of her sister but the attention of all three males. All five canines seemed to enjoy the sharing that took place within their pack.

Master Coshocton left the residential area and headed towards the new regional mall in the exurbs of the capital city. It seemed like the megalopolis was every expanding. Already the open land between the city and the mall was beginning to fill in with retail businesses along the main thoroughfares and large houses on the side streets.

The four ate lunch at a seafood restaurant. The waitress had some trouble deciding how to address the two femfurs. She finally decided to treat them politely but coolly, but Jenna could see her curious and confused looks at Jenna's clothes and both slaves' collars.

After lunch the four furs drove to the mall and parked near the main entrance. They entered and paused in the center court.

"We are going to head down to Nordfur to get some clothes for Jenna," Master Coshocton said to Rajah and Sasha. "Mom was very insistent about getting 'normal' clothes for Jenna."

"I think we will go to the new Vixen's Secret. I hear they have some nice things there," Sasha replied. "And I need some new underwear and teddies. Raj keeps ripping them when he gets excited which seems to be every night."

Jenna noticed a pink tinge to Rajah's ears.

Sasha slipped her right arm around Rajah.

"I wonder when they will open a Todd's Secret?" the young female mouse mused as she looked up at her future mate with a look of pure innocence.

"Sasha!" Rajah exclaimed in shock. His face and ears took on a much redder tone.

"Well, you would certainly look nice in a tight thong..." Sasha said with a pout.

Jenna and Coshocton were both hard pressed not to laugh at Rajah's expression of total shock. It was in such contrast to the false innocence of the mouse with her arms wrapped around his waist.

Sasha let go of Rajah's waist and grabbed his left paw.

"Now come along, we have some serious shopping to do. I want to get something really sexy for tonight's fun."

Sasha led Rajah away towards the Vixen's Secret store. When they were well out of earshot both felines broke out in laughter. As their guffaws died down Master Coshocton mused, "I wonder who really wears the collar in that pair?"

Master Coshocton and Jenna headed in the opposite direction. They entered Nordfur, a large department store noted for its service and up-scale clothing. They found the femfur department and began browsing. A female jaguar salesclerk walked up to them and politely asked Master Coshocton, "Can we help you, Sir?"

"Yes, I need some clothing for Jenna."

The jaguar glanced at the young tigress looking at a dress that was ten sizes to small. Her experienced eye took in her clothes and slave collar.

"The slave department is on the Third Floor, Sir."

"I want normal clothes for her," Master Coshocton.

The jaguar did not bat an eye.

"Certainly, Sir. The clothes for larger femfurs are located elsewhere on this floor."

The salesclerk led the pair to the end of the aisle, turned right and went about halfway down the aisle. There was a variety of clothes suitable for Jenna on both sides of the aisle. The salesclerk left them browsing while she sought out the salesclerk for that area.

Jenna had never shopped in such a nice store before. Even as she pawed a dress on the bargain rack it made her a bit nervous. It did not help when Master Coshocton led her over to several racks of nice but very expensive dresses and blouses.

"Several of these look promising," Master Coshocton said as he took a deep blue outfit off the rack.

"What do you think, Jenna?"

Jenna cringed a bit. She had been helping her Master with his clothing, and now he thought she knew something about fashion. In fact she had been discretely asking Mistress Mom for advice.

"I'm not sure, Master. I never bought nice clothes like this," Jenna replied.

"Well, that is what the help is for."

Jenna started to flip through the outfits on the rack. She was bent over with her muzzle was half buried in the clothing when she heard a deep female voice behind her.

"Good day, Sir, and welcome to Nordfur. How may we assist you today?"

Jenna blinked. The other voice was familiar. She had heard it every day for nearly nineteen years.

"I need some clothes for my companion, and we are not sure what would be fashionable for her. Can you help us?"

"Of course, Sir. We have several new styles just in from off planet that are the rage right now."

Jenna stood and turned around. Her Master was speaking with a forty-something tigress with her back to Jenna.

"Where is your companion, Sir?'

"Right here," Master Coshocton said as he gestured towards Jenna.

The salesfur turned to look at Jenna. Their eyes locked. The dress in Jenna's paws slipped from her grasp and fell to the floor but neither tigress noticed.

The other tigress gasped, and her right paw came up to her open mouth. Her eyes were wide in chock.

"Mother?' Jenna said tremulously.

The other tigress took a half step forward. Suddenly something seemed to break inside her, and she screamed, "No! It can't be you!"

Jenna's Mother turned and fled down the aisle. Jenna watched dumbfounded as her Mother ran away. She turned just once to look back at her daughter. Tears filled her eyes, and she was obviously crying hard. She ducked her head, turned and ran away as fast as possible.

Jenna had never thought about what it would be like to see her Mother or any of the others in her family again. Now her own Mother had fled from the mere sight of her. She had been cast off by her own Mother because she was a sex slave.

It was too much for Jenna. The tigress nearly collapsed as she broke out crying. One thought and only one thought ran through her mind repeatedly.

Her own Mother had rejected Jenna.

Gentle paws drew Jenna into her Master's embrace. He held her gently while she tried to gather herself together. Despite all she had been through the denial of her existence by her own Mother was just too great.

Though she tried hard Jenna could not stop crying. Dimly Jenna realized Master Coshocton called Rajah on his cell phone. A few minutes later Rajah and Sasha arrived and helped Master Coshocton get the nearly limp tigress out of the mall and into the sedan's back seat with her Master. Unable to hold anything back, she pressed her face into her Master's chest and balled her eyes out during the entire trip home. It took Rajah's strength to get her upstairs to the master bedroom and the bed.

Master Coshocton, Rajah and Sasha stayed beside her on the bed for a long time, but there was little that they or anyone could do for the distraught tigress. Eventually she passed out more than fell asleep.

That night Master Coshocton spent most of the night sitting in a chair, watching his slave and dozing fitfully at times. Coshocton had never felt so helpless. It was a feeling he did not relish at all.

Jenna and Coshocton passed a restless night. In the morning neither feline said anything about what happened at the store or the missed dinner with Aiyana and Lakota. When Jenna did see the older bobcats, they only hugged her and told her that they loved her as a daughter. That had the unintended effect of causing Jenna to break down again, but the release proved therapeutic. She could still not talk about what happened with her Mother, but she did feel truly deeply loved by these bobcats. It was more than she had gotten from her parents most of the time even when she was young.

Several weeks passed, and the incident at Nordfur became just another bad memory punctuating Jenna's slavery. She was able to ignore the hurt most of the time, and the gentle loving of her Master and his parents did much to pull Jenna from her bout of depression.

One evening several weeks later Master Coshocton sent Jenna to her kennel with instructions to clean her body thoroughly and await his call to come upstairs. Jenna smiled to herself. She was to wear nothing but her collar when she came before him again. Her Master was likely planning some sex play. As she bathed she wondered what would happen tonight. Her Master could be quite inventive, and he had been particularly kind to Jenna recently. She suspected she would be in for a very pleasant evening and even better night.

Jenna's ears pricked up. She could hear the front doorbell. A moment later the door opened for several seconds and then closed. Jenna shrugged. It was likely a pizza delivery or one of the other Masters coming over with their slaves. While there had been no orgies, the males frequently brought over their slaves for nights in the media room or to visit with each other while the Masters worked. Most times Jenna, Debbie, Ella and even Sasha were lightly clothed if they were wearing anything. Both the males and the femfurs preferred it that way.

Time passed slowly. Jenna frowned. Apparently they had an unexpected visitor interrupting Master Coshocton's plans. A good half hour passed and still her Master did not call her upstairs. Jenna started to fidget. She was ready for some fun, and this visitor was keeping her from her pleasure.

Jenna heard the door at the top of the stairs open, and Master Coshocton called down to her, "Jenna, come upstairs and into the living room."

Jenna was surprised. The door had not opened again to allow anyfur to leave. She guessed one of the other Masters had brought over their slave unexpectedly and Master Coshocton could not get rid of them, so he was calling her upstairs to join them. Jenna shrugged. Seeing her friends was always pleasant even if it kept her from her Master's bed.

Jenna walked upstairs, across the foyer and into the living room. She gasped and stopped dead.

Sitting on the couch were her Mother and Father.

Master Coshocton turned around in the seat in which he was sitting and instructed Jenna, "Come here and kneel beside my chair."

Master Coshocton's voice seemed casual, but Jenna could hear the strain within his tone.

Confused and very uncertain, Jenna quickly moved to a spot at her Master's right side. For just a moment the thought of presenting herself as a sex slave in the presence of her parents froze her, but she was too well trained not to assume a proper position " kneeling with her legs spread wide and her paws resting palm up on her thighs. She did break training by only bowing her head halfway so she could still see her parents by lifting her eyes.

Her Mother seemed no better off than when Jenna had last seen her. She was clutching at her Father's right arm and quietly crying. Tears dampened her cheeks and muzzle, and she frequently pressed her face against her Father's arm.

Jenna's Father sat ramrod stiff and seemed to be doing his best to ignore his daughter and mate.

Jenna had no clue how her parents had come to be here. She had been certain that her family had repudiated her completely.

"As I said and you can now see for yourselves, Mr. and Mrs. Tigeris," Master Coshocton said, "Jenna is in good health and well cared for. She managed to survive The Training Academy with a minimum of... scars."

"And then you bought her for your perverse pleasure!" Jenna's Father spat at Coshocton.

In a tight voice Master Coshocton replied, "Yes, I did buy her.

"And yes, I have been having sex with her on a daily basis."

Jenna could see her Mother bury her face into her Father's right shoulder. Her fingers dug deep into her mate's forearm, but he seemed oblivious to her Mother's clutch.

"If you harm her I will " Jenna's Father growled as he half rose from the sofa and extended his claws.

"You will do nothing!" Master Coshocton yelled back at Jenna's Father. It was the first time she had ever heard him raise his voice in anger.

"We both know I could slit her throat right now and the only consequence would be I would have to pay a five hundred credit disposal fee for the body."

The two males locked eyes. Neither flinched nor blinked. Anger suffused the faces of both male furs. Jenna fully expected her Father to attack Coshocton at any moment.

Finally Master Coshocton spoke in a much calmer voice. He said, "Please, sit down so we can talk calmly, Mr. Tigeris. We have much to discuss, and very little if any of it is bad for you or your daughter."

Jenna's Father hesitated. Her Mother placed a paw on his shoulder. He looked back at her. She pleaded with him with her eyes. With a sigh the tiger sank back into the sofa. He seemed to collapse into himself. Her Mother wrapped her arm around his shoulder and held him.

"I am sorry," Master Coshocton said a bit contritely. "I know that this must be very hard for you. If it were my daughter I would likely be in a homicidal mood myself.

"However, I will not be intimidated, bullied or threatened, especially in my own home.

"No matter how justified your actions are."

"Did you bring us here to sell her back to us?" Jenna's Father asked. He fumbled in a pocket and brought out a slip of paper that he tossed on the coffee table.

"Here, it's everything we could raise. Take it.

"Just give us back our daughter."

Jenna was shocked. Her parents had always been so distant and seemingly unloving yet here her Father was offering to buy her from her Master. Even more surprising he seemed to be genuinely distressed at her plight.

Master Coshocton picked up what must have been a check. He glanced at it.

"You do realize this is nearly three times what I paid for your daughter?" the bobcat asked the tigers.

Jenna gasped. She knew how much her Master had paid for her. To raise as much credit as they had, her parents must have sold everything they owned.

Jenna's Mother spoke.

"We mortgaged our house and pawned everything we could after you contacted us. We cannot raise any more credits.

"We just want our daughter back. You said it is more than you paid for Jenna. Please take it and let us take our daughter home."

Jenna's Mother's voice was on the verge of cracking. It was obvious she was close to an emotional collapse.

Master Coshocton pondered the check for a moment, then placed it on the coffee table and slid it back to the waiting tigers.

"No."

Jenna's Father erupted in righteous indignation.

"Why?! Isn't it enough for a rich fur like you? Do you want to bleed us even more?"

Master Coshocton raised a paw and said, "The offer is more than fair. Jenna just is not for sale.

"Not for any price.

"I am sorry, but she means too much to me now to give up for mere credits no matter how many are offered.

"However, if it ever comes to pass that she no longer wishes to remain here, I will sell her to you for one credit or free her and allow her to decide if she wishes to return to your home or not."

There were several long seconds of silence as Jenna's parents took in Master Coshocton's words. Jenna could see the looks of chock and disbelief cross their faces.

Finally Jenna's Mother asked, "What are your intentions towards our daughter, Coshocton?"

Master Coshocton sat back in his chair. For the first time that evening he smiled.

"I honestly am not sure.

"Jenna is a very beautiful tigress. I enjoy her very much, and no longer not just as a sexual partner. She is intelligent, witty, and a lot of fun to be with. She has become perhaps my best friend.

"My parents love her. My Mother is after me to marry her and start having cubs though she is not too particular about the order in which I do it."

Master Coshocton half laughed.

"She very much wants to be a grandMother soon."

Jenna's parents looked shocked at the suggestion that their daughter would be forced to breed with Master Coshocton.

Master Coshocton continued.

"I am less inclined to be so quick to make that commitment.

"I also do not intend to force motherhood upon an unwilling female. Despite indications that Jenna would willingly acquiesce to bearing my cubs, I would prefer to wait until I know her much better, and she has had time to come to know me better as well so she can be certain of her choices.

"Parenthood is a very important step in life and should not be entered into lightly even if she already is willing."

Jenna was intensely aware of the stares of her parents, but she did not flinch. She honestly did want to have Master Coshocton's cubs one day even if she was being bred as a slave.

Master Coshocton straightened in his chair.

"So, for now at least, I intend to keep her here as my slave though she is already more of a companion. She will be treated well. You have my word of honor on that.

"As for the future..."

Jenna strained her ears to hear what her Master would say about her eventual fate.

"Well, let's just wait and see what happens."

With that ambiguous comment about his intentions Master Coshocton rose.

"I am sure that you have much to catch up on. I will leave the three of you alone.

"Jenna, when you are done please let your parents out and come upstairs. I will be in the media room for the rest of the evening."

Without a further word Master Coshocton left.

The tigers looked at each other. Jenna was still kneeling in a submissive, quite sexually explicit position and had on nothing but her collar. For perhaps the first time since she had left The Training Academy her nudity and position made her uncomfortable.

Jenna's parents could only stare at their daughter in seeming disbelief. They had never expected to see her again, and her presence and new station in life as a sex slave was disconcerting to them.

The silence seemed to stretch on and on.

Jenna could not think of anything to say or do. What could she possibly say?

"Hi, Mom and Dad! I got framed for a crime and sent to The Training Academy to be turned into a subservient sex slave. Now I spend my days pleasuring a kinky male bobcat that has a Mother who wants him to breed me so she can have grandcubs.

"How has your year been?"

Jenna was sure that would not go over well.

That did not make the silence broken only by her Mother's occasional sobs any easier to endure for any of the tigers. None could seem to find any way to break the wall raised between them by Jenna's condition of involuntary servitude.

Jenna was surprised when her Father finally spoke.

"Jenna, I... I'm sorry.

"Forgive me for not protecting you."

Before Jenna could say or do anything her Father covered his face with his paws and broke down crying. Her Mother wrapped her arms around her mate and tried to console him, but she was weeping openly again as well.

Training or not, Jenna was a living fur, and she could not watch immobile as her parents slowly collapsed. Jenna broke her stance and moved to kneel in front of her Father. She put her right paw on his left knee.

Feeling her gentle touch, Jenna's Father dropped his paws enough to look at her over his fingers. His eyes were red and tear filled.

"It's okay," Jenna said with a smile.

"Okay?!" her Father said incredulously. "How can it be okay? Here you are " naked and enslaved to that pompous rich ass-"

"Who loves me enough to bring you here," Jenna finished for him.

Jenna's Mother's face contorted in confusion.

"Loves you? How can you say that? Look at you!"

"Yes, look at me.

"I could be much worse off. I am sure many of my ˜classmates' are.

"I was one of the lucky ones. I have a caring Master who treats me well and views me as a fur, not a piece of furniture to be used and discarded."

Jenna's Father had dropped his paws to stare at his daughter.

"You sound almost... happy."

Jenna looked up into her Father's eyes and replied, "Yes, I am reasonably happy."

The tigers stared at each other for several seconds before Jenna's Mother broke the silence.

"Jenna, I can't stand to see you kneeling there on the floor. Come up onto the couch and sit between us."

Jenna slipped up onto the couch. Her parents wrapped her in their arms and placed their heads on her shoulders. Jenna slipped her arms around them. There was silence for many minutes as the three tigers just sat there holding each other to prove that they were really together again.

Finally Jenna's Mother broke the silence.

"Jenna, what happened? The policefurs...

"The policefurs said you did terrible things, but we could not believe them."

Jenna took a deep breath. There was no way she could hide her parents from the truth of her travails.

"According to Master Coshocton officially I was charged, tried and convicted of assault and battery including putting two furs in the hospital.

"In fact I shoplifted a pair of earrings."

"WHAT?!" Jenna's parents burst out in unison.

Jenna shook her head yes and continued.

"I was guilty of shoplifting a pair of twenty credit earrings. It was stupid, and I would never have done it if I had known what would happen.

"When we got to the police station several of the younger furs were taken in back. All of us were young and poor but not too bad to look at. They strip search us and put us in small cells. They were actually cages barely big enough for us. We had to stand upright and were largely unable to move.

"In the late afternoon two furs came to the station. The police furs held us and laughed as they looked us over. At the time we did not understand why they spent so much time inspecting our bodies, especially our sex.

"The pair bought several of us. The ones that they did not were taken from the station. I don't know what happened to them. We never saw them again."

"The next morning they put collars and cuffs on us and forced us to march out the back door and into the waiting transport as a coffle. We never had a trial before we were sent to The Training Academy."

Jenna paused for a moment before continuing bitterly, "Over the next several months they took away our inhibitions and made us good little sex slaves. They taught us not only all manner of sexual intercourse but unthinking and total obedience to our Masters and Mistresses.

"We were regularly raped and beaten by the instructors and guards and used by the paying guests as their sexual toys."

Jenna's Mother stifled a sob. Her eyes were filling with tears at her daughter's frank recounting of her time at The Training Academy. Jenna's Father looked away, but she could feel his body shaking.

"Fortunately even the hell of The Training Academy comes to an end. I and the rest were sold at the semi-annual slave sale.

"Master Coshocton and his friends went there to buy Sasha. She was Rajah's love before she was sold to The Training Academy as a punishment for dishonoring her family by selecting an ˜unsuitable' mate.

"Luckily for me Master Coshocton saw me and wanted me.

"So I ended up here in his home,and I love it."

Jenna knew that she had glossed over most of The Training Academy even with her explicit words. Her parents did not need to hear the details of the tortures inflicted upon her as punishments, the gang rapes, the sexual abuse and degradation. Perhaps someday in the future she would tell them but not tonight.

Jenna's Mother asked, "How can you love it here? You are a slave, a..."

Jenna's Mother had trouble getting out her final words.

"A sex toy."

Jenna's Mother turned her head away. Jenna leaned in and nuzzled her face.

"Yes, I am, Mother."

The admission did not help, but Jenna knew she had to say it.

"I am a sex toy. I am regularly used by my Master for his pleasure. I have to perform every kinky little thing he wants me to do."

Jenna could tell that her Father was ready to explode.

"But it is what I like and want."

That certainly stopped her parents dead in their tracks. All they could do was stare at her speechlessly.

"The Training Academy removed all of the inhibitions I had as a free fur. Nudity, exhibitionism, sex " all of them!

"That was a terrible thing to do, but it also left me a strange freedom to explore things that I had always kept deep within me. I was never ˜easy', but I did have some sex before I was sold to The Training Academy. I enjoyed the acts, but I wanted more. Despite all the bad things they did to me, the instructors did show me how to pleasure not only my partners but myself."

Jenna smiled and her eyes took on a dreamy look as she continued softly. "Master Coshocton is a kinky little bastard, but he is kind to me and always tries to pleasure me. In truth I do better sexually than he does.

"He has even gone so far as to have me instruct him on how to pleasure a femfur. I thought it was so he could have a good sexual relationship with his future mate, but now I think it is just so he can pleasure me well.

"He still scares me at times. I had too many bad things done to me at The Training Academy by the instructors, guards and especially the paying customers who were much like my Master not to be a bit afraid when he plays at some things. Too often at The Training Academy the play turned into real punishments, and they were never pleasant.

"At least Master Coshocton makes it clear when he is giving me a real punishment and why."

Jenna's Mother asked, "Does he hurt you when he... punishes you?"

"Yes, but never badly."

Jenna thought for a few moments. Something suddenly dawned on her.

"And it has been months since he punished me for anything. At least since I met Mistress Mom and Master Dad," she finished in a slightly surprised tone.

"Mistress Mom and Master Dad?" Jenna's Father asked in confusion.

"Master Coshocton's parents. I think they are fairly wealthy and used to having slaves about even if they do not own any. They have been very kind to me."

Jenna turned to her Mother and explained, "We were at Nordfur's that afternoon because Mistress Mom had insisted that I needed ˜proper' clothing. We were to go over to their house that night for dinner. I think she was just upset with Master Coshocton for not dressing me as a free fur. She thinks of me as her daughter-in-law already and is pressing us to have cubs so she can become a grandmother.

"And I want to do it, too!"

Jenna's Mother's eyes nearly bulged out of her head as her daughter openly professed her desire.

"Cubs?!"

Jenna could not help but think that of all the things she had said to her parents that night this was the biggest shock to her Mother.

"Yes, cubs.

"Small furry ones with short tails and long stripes.

"I think I want a half dozen or so."

Jenna's Mother fell back in the couch. Her expression was one of total shock. She whispered, "A half dozen cubs..."

Jenna almost laughed out loud at her Mother's total shock.

Jenna let go of her Father and wrapped her Mother up in a bear hug and cheerfully said with a smile, "Yep! Lots of cubs!

"I don't think it will happen right away. I think Master Coshocton wants to play our wild games for a while longer before he settles down to some serious Fatherhood. I know I want to!

"But I think eventually I am going to have his cubs for him one way or another. I am sure Master Coshocton will make a great Father, too."

"Cubs..." Jenna's Mother repeated.

Now Jenna did giggle a bit while nuzzling her Mother's face.

"You're going to be a grandmother, Mother. Not today, but someday."

Jenna let go of her Mother and turned to her Father. He looked almost as shocked as her Mother.

Jenna laughed, wrapped her Father up in another big bear hug and said "And you are going to be a grandfather!"

"A grandfather..." her Father said in a tone of wonder.

"But not tonight! Probably not from lack of trying mind you, but I know Master Coshocton wants to wait."

Jenna let go of her Father and sat back in the couch. She crossed her arms and legs to hide at least some of her nudity from her parents and said, "But enough of that! We can talk about it more later.

"Tell me about what has happened to you in the last year and how you ended up here tonight!"

It took some doing, but eventually Jenna managed to get her parents to tell her what had happened to them. After her loss they had managed to pull their lives back together.

Jenna was surprised at the self-incrimination that they had gone through over her crimes and punishment. She had never thought of them as close to her, but both had felt her loss unexpectedly deeply. The shared loss had brought them closer together and actually strengthened their marriage to Jenna's surprise.

Both had managed to get new, better jobs though Jenna's Mother had nearly lost hers after the incident with Jenna and Master Coshocton. Apparently Master Coshocton had intervened on her behalf.

"I nearly died when I came into the boss' office and saw him sitting there," Jenna's Mother said. "I knew I had been called in to be fired for ˜conduct unbecoming a Nordfur's salesfur'.

"Instead my boss told me that Coshocton had explained what had happened and asked that I not be let go. My boss gave me a verbal reprimand and left.

"Coshocton told me that he was your owner. I thought he was going to tell me never to see you again, but instead he asked me if I wanted to be part of your life again.

"That was a tough question to answer.

"I do love you, Jenna, but to see you here tonight " kneeling to display your body to the world and tell everyone that you are sexually available to any fur who desires you " nearly broke me. I knew it would, and I was so afraid that I nearly did not come."

"But you did come," Jenna said softly.

Jenna's Mother took a deep breath.

"Yes, we came to try to bring you back home. We tried so hard to convince your Master to give you to us, but he never budged. That's when your Father accused him of hurting you. Your Master's face got so angry when your Father said that.

"When Coshocton got up I thought he was going to call the police to arrest us. Instead he summoned you, and you know the rest."

Jenna turned to her Father and unexpectedly said, "Thank you."

"Thank you?" her Father asked in shock.

"You put everything you had into trying to buy me back from Master Coshocton. You did not have to do that, yet you did it even thinking that I was a hardened criminal who had hurt other furs."

"No, I never believed that part. You were many things, but you were never violent."

Jenna's Father ducked his head. With a sob he added, "All I wanted was my daughter back."

Jenna pulled her Father close and nuzzled him while he quietly sobbed. After a few minutes he calmed down again.

"You know, Jenna," he commented as she held him, "you were never this physically affectionate before."

"Part of the changes that have happened to me," Jenna replied softly. She did not go into the details of her training that made her so much more ready to show her affection in a very physical manner.

Jenna's Father pulled back a bit and looked at her carefully.

"I think," he said contemplatively, "that despite everything bad that has happened to you that you may be a better furson now than when you left us. You seem to be much more at ease and happy with yourself which surprises me to no end."

Jenna started. Her Father's comment made her suddenly realized that she was indeed much more at peace with herself. Gone was the rebellious and inexperienced teenager. Instead she was now a young woman able to handle what life dealt her, good or bad. She had been immersed in the fires of the Training Academy and survived it. She knew her own strengths and even her weaknesses. It gave her confidence in herself that also gave her a certain measure of peace. Furthermore she had someone special in her life to give her true joy.

"I do not like the frank talk of your sexual escapades with a strange male I barely know, and I suspect I will never approve of them no matter how much you say you like them. You do seem to like this Coshocton, though, so I will not stand between you and him.

"If things do not work out, please come home if you can. We want you back."

Jenna dipped her head. While she would now want to come home there was a hard truth standing in the way of such a plan.

"Father, Master Coshocton still might sell me to someone else instead."

Jenna was surprised when her Mother said, "I don't think he will."

Both Jenna and her Father looked at Jenna's Mother.

"I talked to him a couple of times while arranging this meeting. He seemed honest and sincere.

"I think that he will sell you to us or free you as he said if things do not work out.

"For some reason, I trust him."

Jenna and her parents spent nearly two more hours just talking and being with each other. It was strange for Jenna who had always considered her parents distant and almost cold toward her. She was seeing a side of them that she had never really known existed. It was something that pleased her and made the night very special.

Eventually Jenna's Father said, "We should be going."

He seemed very uncomfortable and was unable to meet Jenna's eyes as he added, "I am sure Coshocton has things he wants to do with you before he goes to bed."

Jenna gave him a quick hug. She wondered if he would ever be comfortable with knowing that she was having sex with Master Coshocton.

"Will you come back?" she asked.

"If we are permitted, yes."

"I think Master Coshocton will let you come back whenever you wish."

"Perhaps next time, when things are not as tense, we can spend some time with him as well as you," her Mother added.

"I think he would like that. He is a nice fur once you get to know him."

Jenna saw her parents to the door. They gave Jenna another hug before leaving in their old car.

Jenna watched her parents drive away. She had been trying hard not to think about them or anyone else that she had known before The Training Academy. Her entrance into The Training Academy had inserted a closed and tightly locked door into her life with everything that had come before forever barred to her.

Now her Master had opened that door wide and not only brought her parents not only back into her life but increased her bond to them. She had felt so good talking with them that night. It was unlike anything she could recall experiencing with them before.

Now, though, Jenna had to deal with her Master.

Jenna went upstairs. The office was empty, but the door to the media room was cracked. She opened the door and found Master Coshocton sitting on the sofa watching a video. He seemed rather disinterested in the show, though.

Jenna crossed the room and knelt on Master Coshocton's right side. She wrapped her arms around his right leg and lay her head down on his thigh. She looked up into his eyes.

"Are your parents gone?" Master Coshocton asked Jenna.

"Yes, Master," she replied as she started to work her right paw up the inside of her Master's thigh.

"Did things go well?"

"Very well, Master. My parents are going to need some time to adjust to what has happened. I am too.

"Mom seems interested in becoming a grandmother, though."

Master Coshocton bent his head back and stared at the ceiling.

"Another wannabe grandmother?! What is it with femfurs anyway? Can't they see that I want time to get to know you and develop a relationship with you? At times you barely trust me. How can I ask you to have my cubs until you always trust me?"

"And you want to play our sex games together for a while longer, Master?"

"Yeah, and to play as well."

Jenna extended her right index finger claw. She inserted it between her Master's belt and buckle. She pulled. The free end came out. She started to unbuckle the belt.

"Jenna?" Master Coshocton said in a slightly bewildered voice.

"You said you wanted to play, Master," Jenna replied as she not only unbuckled the belt but undid the button of her Master's pants.

"I want to repay you for tonight."

Jenna slowly unzipped her Master's pants. She laid back the fabric. Her Master was not wearing underpants, so his sex was revealed to her.

"In fact," she added, "I am going to screw your balls off just to show you how happy you've made me."

Jenna bent her head and started to vigorously suck on her Master's cock.

"Jenna- UGH!- you really do not have to do this.

"AH!"

Jenna did not bother to reply. Instead she applied every bit of her considerable skill to pleasuring her Master. His shaft swelled rapidly, and she could taste his salty precum as it flowed freely from the tip of his shaft.

Almost as soon as he achieved a full erection Master Coshocton grunted and came. His hot jism filled Jenna's mouth. Eagerly she swallowed it down.

When Master Coshocton stopped ejaculating Jenna cleaned his pink member tenderly with her tongue. Jenna murred in pleasure at the sight of her Master's still hard and ready dick.

Jenna crawled up onto Master Coshocton. She deliberately rubbed as much of her body against his front as she could manage. She pressed her body hard against him and pinned him to the overstuffed sofa with his muzzle buried in her cleavage.

"Now I am going to show you how happy I am by making you just as happy."

Master Coshocton tried to say something, but his voice was muffled by Jenna's large breasts.

Jenna straddled Master Coshocton's lap. She lifted her hips and positioned her slit above his upright cock. Slowly she lowered her body until the tip of his shaft barely slid between her outer labia. She moved her slit against his knob. His precum and her nectar lubricated her. She was ready to take him.

Jenna slowly lowered herself down onto her Master's pink rod. She worked her inner muscles hard to squeeze and fellate him as she took inch after inch of his maleness into her hot cunt. She could hear him groan and fell him writhe beneath her. She was driving him crazy with desire.

The tigress hilted her Master deep within her. She squeezed his cock meat as hard as she could with her inner glove. With a gasp of surprise and pleasure Master Coshocton erupted again. Jenna milked his shaft for every drop she could get from him.

Master Coshocton was panting hard, but the tigress was insatiable. She worked him down onto the sofa and extricated him from his clothes. He lay beneath her as she began to kiss him.

The bobcat felt his mouth penetrated by his slave's tongue. He smiled as she languidly worked her way around the interior of his mouth and played with his tongue. When she withdrew his tongue tried to follow hers but she broke their kiss.

"Not now, Master. I have other things to do."

The tigress kissed her way down the entire length of her Master's body to the tips of his toes. She paused to nibble on them for a bit which sent strange waves of pleasure up Master Coshocton's spine. Jenna just smiled as her Master learned that toes were hard wired for pleasure, something she had been taught the hard way at The Training Academy.

Jenna worked her way back up her Master's legs paying special attention to his inner thighs. Unconsciously Master Coshocton spread his legs wider to allow Jenna easy access to his sensitive flesh.

Jenna started to lick the bobcat's balls and shaft. His flaccid prick sprang erect and hardened almost instantly. Jenna continued to play with it, but her right paw slipped between her Master's legs.

"What the heck!" Master Coshocton exclaimed in shock.

Jenna did not pause but continued to rub the tip of her middle finger in a circular motion around the rim of her Master's anus.

"You better not be thinking about what I think you are thinking of doing!" Master Coshocton said with some concern,

Jenna did not pause but latched onto her Master's shaft with her mouth and simultaneously pressed the tip of her finger past his anus and rapidly twisted it back and forth.

The effect on the bobcat was electric. He arched his back and howled as a massive orgasm racked his body. He flopped about almost uncontrollably as Jenna continued to work over his cock and back door entrance. She used every little trick of which she could think to increase her Master's pleasure.

Jenna had pleasured her Master many times before as part of her duties as his sex slave, but this time she had more motivation than ever before. She worked hard to maximize every bit of pleasure for him. He had always been more interested in pleasuring her and satisfying his kinks more than exploring the limits of her abilities and knowledge to pleasure him. It was a bit shocking to learn just how much she could get out of his body sexually.

When Master Coshocton was done cumming and recovered enough he reached down and grabbed Jenna's left ear. Gently but insistently he pulled her head up to his. He kissed her and tasted his own salty cum on her lips.

"Damn, Jenna!" he said softly. The bobcat was too exhausted to give full vent to his admiration for her work.

Jenna just smiled and said, "If you think that was something just wait until you recover some, and I can continue.

"I've got a lot planned for you tonight."

Jenna dropped her head and started to kiss her Master's chest. She concentrated on his sensitive nipples.

"Jenna, are you happy about what I did? I was so worried things would not work out.

"Your Mother seemed to be okay once I got her calmed down, but I think your Father still wants to kill me.

"Not that I can blame him. I would want to kill the owner of my daughter as well if she were to be forced to become a sex slave."

"Dad was unhappy and angry, but it was more towards himself than you. I think he will be okay after a while though neither of them will likely ever come to appreciate our games."

"Acceptance I can live with. The last thing I need are In-Laws From Hell."

Jenna looked up at her Master.

"In-laws?" she asked with a bit of a tremor in her voice.

Master Coshocton smiled at his sex slave.

"Well, it has been at the back of my mind. At some point we were going to have to deal with your parents before the cubs come. I had just planned it to be a little later on when we worked out our own relationship.

"I don't know if you want to be my slave, my consort, my wife, something else or even to have nothing to do with me, Jenna, but I want to try to make something grow between us."

"Something besides your cock, Master?" Jenna asked mischievously. She was still listening to him intently, but she could not contain her little jibe.

Master Coshocton laughed. As Jenna lay on top of him with her warm, soft breasts pressing against his lower abdomen his cock had slowly hardened.

"Well, that too," the bobcat replied.

Master Coshocton turned serious.

"But I want more, Jenna.

"I want you in my life as the one special fur that I live for."

Jenna's eyes misted over. In the past few months she had become very attached to this male fur. To have him say that he wanted her the same way...

"Can we make it work, Master?" she asked in a husky voice.

Master Coshocton reached down and stroked her hair.

"We can try to make things work, Jenna.

"We can try."