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Bound Breeding

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Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)

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Maggie moaned, the fox spread-eagled on the bed, although she was held in place by silken ropes, so soft against her russet fur that she barely felt them. But she felt the restriction of them, a delicious pull, her bare chest arching up, breasts quivering, as she moaned out her lover's name all over again.

"Master..."

The wolf smirked, slapping the leather riding crop into the palm of his opposite paw. He towered over her, a good foot and a half taller than his vixen lover and submissive when they were standing shoulder to shoulder, yet that only added to the power differential between them in the best of ways. She was glorious there, laid out before him like a treat and a feast to be devoured, her ankles stretched wide so that the pink of her pussy could not be concealed. It plumped up, soft and puffy, through even the creamy, white fur between her thighs, drooling her moisture, evidence of the orgasms that had already come before.

She'd already been forced through six climaxes. He was about to give her one more, but that would be the most special one of them all.

"Are you ready, my sweet?"

Maggie whimpered. Was there any other answer that she could possibly give him as her lust raged? Her mound ached, her body craving him, that hard length of wolf-cock that stood out before him. His sheath strained around the base of it and every fibre of her being lusted for it, hips rocking up as if her body thought, even then, that she could find some kind of way to meet him, somewhat halfway.

"Yes, master..."

Yes, she was more than ready for her master to breed her, the dominant wolf moving over her, as nude as she was. The crop was set aside, although her thighs and pussy stung pleasantly from the previous strikes of it. It was funny just how pain and pleasure could blend together in such a way but he had taught her so very much about the lusts of submission, how deep that pleasure could go if only she opened her heart to it. And it was all that which her master had brought to her that she leaned into, whimpering as his teeth grazed her throat, the fingers of one paw closed around a wrist even though she was already bound.

The vixen shuddered. It was all just another gesture of dominance from him, something that made her tremble so deliciously, trying to get her pussy up to his cock. But that was for her master to decide when she was penetrated, letting rip with a low growl, slamming his cock deeply up into her hot, wet snatch with a single, powerful stroke. She howled but there was nothing stopping her lover as her heart leapt for him, pounding her furiously, wanting her and everything that her body meant to him as much as she yearned for him.

Yet the wolf had something more for her that night, something that they had agreed on, talked through, kissed over, made love to the thought of. It had come time to start a family and neither of them had been able to think of a more delightful way to tease the lure of impregnation than by fuelling their power play relationship to the next high and level altogether.

Bound and unable to resist what she wanted... Wasn't that what every femfur wanted? Of course, that was how it was in Maggie's mind but not everyone was like her and her master knew what a lucky wolf he was to be a stud male in his position. He growled passionately, relishing in the moment, his fingers twisted into her shimmering, brown locks of hair, though he did not yank her head back, not in that moment. It was not the time for it, not when he was slamming into her, thrusting with the full length of his cock, his knot wanting to inflate and pump up even then.

But, no... Not yet. There was more lust to be spent first even as her pussy clenched and rippled so very wonderfully around his length. He could have spent himself inside her in the course of but a couple of seconds but even he wanted to stretch everything out, to enjoy himself to the full, whimpering and grunting, though he was still the one in charge and control. As much as his pretty submissive wanted him, he would show that he could hold back, pounding her in long, smooth strokes until she cried out for her master all over again, needing him all the more desperately.

"Oh, oh, oh..."

Maggie's head swam but there was nowhere for her to go, nothing for her to do but accept her breeding, his cock reaching such depths inside her that her pussy could not help but squeeze down around him. She wanted it, wanted it all, even as he thrust her into orgasm and she cried out his name over and over again.

Her master grunted thickly but even he was not infallible when it came to the lure and pleasure of orgasm, her pussy rippling erratically around his cock as she milked him, wanting him. His breath stuck in his throat and his muscles tensed, lines of stiffness forcing his body to lock up at the very moment that he needed that flexibility. Grunting thickly, moaning and chuffing, he could not hold back for a single moment longer, his knot swelling within his vixen submissive, pussy stretching to take him.

Her cries intensified but his were louder, more dominant, seeding her full as his nuts tightened up a tiny fraction, snarling and growling out his lust over and over again. There was no holding back when it came to climax even as his lover arched and bucked, yanking at her bondage, yet she was not going anywhere as his cock slammed into her, grinding in hard and fast, as deep as he could get while keeping his knot inside her. It would not pop out again until it was fully deflated and their lusts softened, breath hot and harsh at the moment that was long past the point of no return.

And it was there he stayed, deep inside his lover, their breath mingling hotly as he dominated her lips with a kiss, Maggie moaning, yet he tempered her lust. He brought her down from her high even as his balls ached and pumped, filling her with more and more cum, an outpouring of lust that only had one place.

Deep inside her, his seed flooded forth, seeking out her eggs, the depths of her body where new life could grow.

Their dynamic and relationship would never be the same again.