Fealty: The Temple

Story by Snow Shepherd on SoFurry

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#1 of Fealty (NSFW)

I've been wanting to write this story for almost two years now, ever since I got this amazing commission from Auroraweaver. Be sure to check out his art here: https://auroraweaver.sofurry.com/ Enjoy!


"We should be getting close to the temple," the tayra said. His lithe, otter-like body was able to slip through the undergrowth gracefully, hardly disturbing any plant life. The emperor's own jaguar body was quite a bit bulkier, however, and he had to constantly push his way through branches and vines. He hated getting his paws dirty, but he couldn't risk the foliage messing up his feathered headdress. This was an important occasion, and everything had to be just right.

"Tell me again, er... What was your name again?"

"Pachacutec, your majesty," the tayra said, "though most call me Pacha."

"Very well. Tell me again, Pachacutec, what is the significance of this temple?"

"Oh! It was built hundreds of years ago, and is said to be the place where emperors of old came to complete the ceremony to ensure their rule would be prosperous and long."

The jaguar grimaced. Prosperous. The recent campaign had ended in his favor, but a large number of his troops had been wiped out. He had started personally traveling throughout the empire three weeks ago to raise more troops, but the process was going slowly. Most villages in this region were having food shortages, and couldn't spare any able-bodied persons. He needed every chance at prosperous he could get.

The tayra ahead of him seemed to be some sort of ambassador or cultural guide for his small village. Locals said he was the one the outsiders came to meet, anyway. To the emperor, he didn't look like much: thin, short (hardly coming up to the emperor's ribcage), wearing only a gold necklace and a blue loincloth, and showing a demeanor unbecoming that of a warrior. But he showed respect and was knowledgeable about the area. That was all that mattered for now.

"We're here!"

The emperor peered through the thick foliage. Yes, he could just make out a squarish stone structure, almost entirely enveloped by the encroaching jungle. It was a one-story building, sitting atop a wide platform, with worn, cracked stairs leading up to it. The grounds around it hadn't been tended in some time, and it would only be a matter of years before the jungle would fully reassert control of this clearing. The emperor was impressed Pacha was able to find it--he was beginning to think the tayra was leading him in circles.

Pacha climbed the steps and beckoned for him to follow. The jaguar brushed the bits of forest debris off his fine red robes, adjusted his weighty gold headpiece with the blue feathers, took a deep breath, and ascended the stairs. At the top, the guide bowed deeply and motioned for him to enter.

It was dark inside. They hadn't brought any fire with them to light up the place. The emperor's feline eyes adjusted quickly, however, and were soon able to make out the details on the carved walls. There was some kind of mural with warriors, and beside it an ancient-looking script he couldn't decipher. Across from the door was an ornate stone altar. Cracks in the stone wall let in delicate streams of light.

The jaguar peered closely at the wall and listened to Pacha's soft footsteps approach. "Are you literate, Pachacutec?"

"Yes, your majesty."

"Do you know this script? What does it say?"

The guide stood beside him, eyes averted respectfully. "I don't know the script, but its meaning has been passed down by the elders of this village for centuries. It says, 'Prosperity reigns when two, opposite in character, join in friendship.'"

"Hmm," the jaguar said. "That's a lot of script for such a short message."

Pacha waved his hand dismissively. "I'm told the ancients were fond of long, poetic ways to say simple things."

"Seems inconvenient to have to carve all that in stone."

The tayra shifted uncomfortably. "Very true, your majesty. But I am only the one who tells what it says, not the one who designed it."

The emperor frowned. "Very well. So how is this ceremony performed? We brought nothing to offer or sacrifice."

"Well--"

"And you may stop averting your eyes. It makes you look shifty."

"Oh, uh, my apologies, your majesty." The small tayra looked up at him. In this light, his eyes appeared almost like a deep purple. He gazed into the emperor's emerald-green eyes, studied the jaguar's strong, spotted face.

"...You were saying?"

"Oh, er, yes, your majesty. The key is in the last part of the wall's saying: 'join in friendship.'" The guide pointed to a carved symbol. "The glyph used for 'friendship' is referring to the type of friendship between two warriors, or more generally, between two males. And the glyph used for 'join' means--"

"To become friends? To drink together?"

"Er, no, your majesty. It means to join in the sexual way."

The jaguar blinked. "Surely you're joking. That's what it says right here?" He purposely pointed to a different glyph than the one the tayra had pointed at.

"Yes, I'm sure of it. That glyph has always meant it in that way."

"I thought you said you couldn't read this script."

Pacha averted his eyes. "Only enough to make out some individual glyphs, not enough to--"

"You are a liar," the emperor said, turning on the small tayra. "You don't know a word of this script, so you've made up some fanciful explanation. You've led me into the forest alone, and have tried to trick me. I wouldn't have you tried for insolence; I could kill you and eat you where you stand. What was your plan for all this, anyway? To try to assassinate me? To steal my jewelry? What was it?"

The emperor looked down at the trembling tayra and noticed something trying to poke up from underneath the mustelid's loincloth.

The jaguar growled. "You're insane. You really thought you would be able to trick me into fulfilling a commoner's sexual fantasies? You know that only royal concubines are allowed to touch m-aaahhhhh..."

The tayra's nimble paw had darted out before he could resist, and had expertly slipped under the jaguar's robe and started rubbing his balls. The emperor was astonished. He couldn't believe the commoner's nerve. He mind was screaming to strike the minute mustelid, but his body wouldn't let him. The tayra's paw seemed to know just where to go and how much pressure to apply. The tingling sensation was spreading, and he felt his manhood growing.

Pacha looked up into his eyes again. "I only wish to serve the emperor."

His chest rumbled; he couldn't tell if it was in anger or pleasure. Both? "The penalty for what you're doing is death."

"Then if it please your majesty, consider it a test. If you are pleased enough, you will ask me to join your harem, and the crime is forgiven."

"You think so, huh? How do you know you'll meet the standards of my concubines?" He grabbed the tayra by the throat and pressed his claws hard against the mustelid's skin. "How do you know I won't pass judgment right now?" The emperor looked down and swore he saw the tayra's cock twitch under the loincloth. Is he enjoying this?

"Because anything less than perfection will mean my death, and I don't plan on dying today, your majesty," Pacha said. He seemed surprisingly calm, considering he could be killed any second. His paw moved to the emperor's fuzzy sheath, coaxing out the growing feline cock.

The emperor held back the moan trying to escape his lips. On the campaign trail the last three weeks, he had only travelled with his troops, his honor guard, and a few generals; he had to leave his harem behind in the capital. It had been three weeks since his last release. For his feline sex drive, it was almost unbearable, and now this commoner was using it to his advantage.

The jaguar cursed silently. If he killed the tayra now, he wouldn't be able to get off for the rest of the campaign, and depending on how that went, he might not be getting back to the capital for several weeks. Maybe months.

He made up his mind. "Kneel," he growled, and pushed Pacha to his knees. The tayra seemed startled, as if he had miscalculated. But the jaguar made his intentions clear when he pulled aside his robes and let his thick cock hang just an inch from the mustelid's muzzle. "Worship your emperor, Pachacutec," he commanded.

Without hesitation, the tayra put his lips around the head of the barbed feline dick and leaned forward. The emperor let out a breathy sigh. Usually his concubines started with some licking and a handjob, but Pacha was getting straight to the point. In his pent-up state, this was what he needed.

The hungry mustelid closed his eyes and went down further on his shaft. The emperor could feel his length reaching the back of Pacha's small mouth already and starting to go down his throat. He hasn't even come up for air yet! He put his paw on the back of Pacha's head and gently pushed him further forward. The tayra steadied himself on the jaguar's hips and kept going.

The emperor could still feel himself getting thicker and harder. Pacha's tongue was pressed firmly against the bottom of his mouth by now. Fuck, that's tight. He put his other paw behind Pacha's head and pushed his hips forward. He could feel the tayra gag and try to push back a little, but he held his new playtoy's head firmly in place. "Now, now. If you want to be in my harem so bad, you'll have to earn it." He felt Pacha take a few shaky breaths to help relax before pushing himself further down the shaft, bit by bit. Finally, his lips brushed against the jaguar's sheath.

"Good boy," the emperor cooed, and finally let the tayra pull back. Pacha took a deep breath to recover and started bobbing up and down on him. "Deeper," he commanded. "Ahhh, yes, that's more like it..." The tayra was taking every inch of his barbed cock with every slow, sensuous thrust. Pacha reached up and cupped the jaguar's sack with a paw and started rubbing gently. The emperor's long tail twitched in ecstasy.

The jaguar gritted his teeth. He could already feel his balls clenching up to send pre down the needy mustelid's throat. His body demanded release. "Faster," he commanded. The tayra picked up the pace a little, but not as much as he'd like. He gripped the scruffy tan fur on Pacha's head with both paws. "I said, faster!" He pounded the hapless tayra's muzzle at a feverish pace, over and over again. Pacha's paw rubbed and pulled at the emperor's sack, milking every bit of pre he could to help soften the rough treatment.

"F-fuck..." The tingling was building up already. The three weeks' worth of celibacy would be over soon, but never soon enough. He needed his release now. He fucked the tayra's muzzle relentlessly, going tip to base each time. It was all Pacha could do to keep up.

The jaguar cried out as the flood gates opened. His balls clenched and sent hot semen shooting down the tayra's throat. He held Pacha's head firmly in place as he came again and again, filling his belly with royal seed. He could feel Pacha's throat clench over and over as he tried to swallow fast enough keep up, getting momentarily tighter with each swallowed load and coaxing even more from him. This was exactly what he needed. His cock's pulsing slowed and eventually stopped.

He pulled out roughly and stepped back. Pacha fell to all fours and coughed several times. The regal feline watched closely to see if he spat up any semen. He didn't; he'd successfully swallowed it all. The jaguar smiled.

He looked down at his barbed shaft. Still hard, and looking for more action. His feline sex drive and three weeks of inaction demanded more than just one orgasm. "Don't think I'm done with you already," he growled. "Go to that altar over there and bend over."

Pacha scrambled to his feet. "Y-yes, your majesty!" He hurried to the altar, gripped the edge with his paws, and dutifully assumed the position.

As the emperor approached the eager tayra, he realized their height difference was going to be a challenge. Pacha's rear only came up to his thigh. "Put your leg up on that altar. You don't want your emperor to have to crouch, do you?" He undid his fine red robes and tossed them aside, leaving him with only his jewelry and headpiece. It was too humid here to be doing more of this with clothes on. Pacha looked back to see what the holdup was, and his eyes widened when he beheld the jaguar's tall, muscular form in all its grandeur.

The jaguar spat in his paw and rubbed it into his shaft to help re-slicken it. He came up behind the tayra and put his large paws on Pacha's hips. Pacha's tail raised expectantly. "I hope you're ready," the emperor said. "If you want to survive this day and become part of my harem, you're going to take this whole cock in your tight little hole."

Pacha smiled and reached back to pull his blue loincloth out of the way, displaying his fuzzy black sack and erect pink penis. Around the base of his cock was a gold ring, and a similar one sat around his balls, pulling them taut. The emperor smiled. "Well, well. Full of surprises, aren't we?"

He leaned in and rubbed the length of his cock against the tayra's pink pucker, making Pacha murr in contentment. "Any second thoughts?" the emperor said. Pacha shook his head. "Good, because if there's any hesitation, you know what happens. You want to serve your emperor well, don't you?" Pacha nodded vigorously. "Oh, that won't do. Speak! What are you going to do to serve your emperor?"

"I will let you have your way with me, your majesty."

"Hmph, 'let you.'" He let his tip poke against the tayra's hole. "I take what I want, one way or another. The question is what do you want? Say it. Beg for it."

"I-I want you inside me, your majesty."

"Mmm, so understated." He pushed against the quivering pucker just enough to make it bend inward, but not quite enough to go in. "Beg or you don't get it."

"Y-your majesty! I want you to fuck me! Please!"

"That's more like it." He pushed past the tayra's clenched ring.

Pacha gasped. The emperor gave a contented rumble. The little tayra was tight, alright, but he was still able to enter easily. Pacha clearly had practice at this. He pushed in a bit further, relishing his new toy's little squirms.

"Mmf, good little tayra," he purred. He leaned down close to Pacha's ear. "Good little tayras submit fully." He opened his maw and bit down on the scruff of Pacha's neck. The mustelid moaned. The emperor felt the tight passageway loosen up; clearly the tayra enjoyed this.

Now bent over his willing prey, he slowly pistoned in and out of the tayra, going a little deeper each time. He could hear the tayra suck in his breath every time he pulled out, dragging the small barbs of his feline cock against Pacha's sensitive tunnel. The emperor was pleased his new toy could take the pain along with the pleasure.

By now he was going halfway in with each purposeful thrust. Pacha gave little moans with each one as the thick shaft pressed against his prostate. The emperor was impressed that someone so small and tight could take his girth--his fully-hard cock was nearly the thickness of Pacha's forearm. But his body was screaming for him to go deeper. He opened his mouth to let go of the tayra's scruff, turned his head, and clamped his jaws down around Pacha's entire neck. The mustelid cried out in pleasure.

The emperor picked up his pace, plunging into the defenseless tayra's tight depths over and over. The jaguar gave a low growl, and his firm grip on his prey's neck let the sub not only hear it but feel it. He rammed himself in repeatedly, each thrust going deeper than the last, until he felt his sheath brushing against the tayra's ass. His balls slapped against Pacha's as he stuffed his new toy with his entire length.

Pacha's breath was coming quicker and his body was slowly tensing up. The jaguar knew his prey was close to orgasm, and because he was in a generous mood, he reached one paw down to the tayra's bobbing cock to give him the release he needed. Pacha gasped at the emperor's touch and gave a shudder of pleasure. He pushed back against the emperor's hips with each thrust so the jaguar would ram home even harder.

This was it. The emperor's head was swimming, and his thrusts were starting to get erratic. Just a little more. With one final slam, he squeezed the tayra's dick and clamped down harder on his neck.

Pacha cried out and shot his load across the altar. His balls seized rhythmically to let out what had been building up all afternoon. The jaguar could feel the tayra's dick pulsing in his paw, the urethra bulging with each squirt. And he could feel the tayra's sphincter clenching down on his cock each time. It was too much. The emperor let go of Pacha's neck, reared his head back and yowled as he shot his own load into the tayra. His pent-up feline sack released stream after violent stream into his prey. His thick cock flooded the tight hole with his royal seed and kept gushing, making semen dribble from the tayra's hole and coat his balls. More and more spilled out, three weeks' worth of cum, until the emperor's shots slowed down and finally stopped.

The two panted heavily, neither moving from their spot as the jaguar's cock slowly softened and slimmed over the next few minutes. The emperor finally pulled out, letting more semen dribble from the tayra's loosened hole. It now covered Pacha's balls and ran down his legs, matting his fur and thoroughly marking the mustelid as property of the emperor.

Pacha looked over his shoulder. "Has this subject pleased his emperor?"

The jaguar picked up his red robe from the ground. "Yes, yes you have, Pachacutec." Now here comes the tricky part.

"Enough to become part of his majesty's harem?"

The emperor sighed and rubbed his temples. Too late he realized there was some of Pacha's cum still on his fingers, and now it was on his face. It smelled so... exotic. "How do I put this delicately? The harem requires thorough knowledge and skill tests to join, and I can't simply declare someone is part of it until such tests are completed. And the people in charge of the testing are back at my palace in the capital."

Pacha's eyes widened in fear. Those unique, purple eyes. "B-but your majesty! The deal was harem or death. Are you saying the first one was never an option?"

"I'm..." he trailed off. He turned away from the tayra just in time to see a few rays of light start shining through the cracks in the wall. They landed right on the glyphs Pacha had pointed out earlier, the ones that supposedly said 'Prosperity reigns when two, opposite in character, join in friendship.' Just as quickly as the light came, it faded away.

No way. It couldn't be true. The tayra had been trying to trick him into sex and had been willing to tell him anything. It had to be a coincidence. The sun was setting, after all, and the changing light could play tricks on the mind.

But what if this really was the gods' will? Was he willing to risk angering them?

He faced the tayra again. "The deal still stands: harem or death. But as we are far from where the tests take place, it would be unjust to decide that now. As such, you may stay with me on the recruiting campaign until we return to the capital and the tests can be administered."

Pacha closed the distance between them and embraced the emperor. "Oh thank you, thank you, your majesty! I promise I won't disappoint."

The jaguar was initially annoyed by the contact, but after a few seconds put his arms around the tayra in return. He still wasn't sure how this was going to work. Pacha had still committed the crime, so the only reason his campaign should bring him with them would be as a prisoner. But conditions for prisoners were brutal on campaign, and he wouldn't want the tayra to get injured or sick. He needed to keep the tayra close so he could have his sexual appetite filled, and it just wouldn't do for the emperor to be seen having sex with a prisoner. Maybe he could keep Pacha as a local ambassador or an interpreter for the time being. Or a personal assistant. Yes, that would work.

He lifted his giant paw and mussed the fur on the tayra's head. "I know you won't disappoint."


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