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Jill was still struggling to come to terms with how hard she'd just climaxed, and catching her breath was proving harder than she thought, given the lack of proper penetration that came with her release.

She knew she was into the idea of watching her boyfriend be taken by another man, but she couldn't have guessed that she would have such a strong reaction to the display; she had a feeling that Kurt would end up enjoying himself before all was said and done, but the performance of their hired stripper was a total unknown.

Rainier was only famous around the strip club for his abilities, so when Jill decided on him, she was going off of his reputation.

Having seen him in action and more than that, seeing Kurt's genuine, visceral reaction left her wanting more than the visual sample she'd been given, but before that could be the case, the canine and his first capture of the night were going to need to calm down a little bit.

"Do you...d-do you have a mop and bucket for this kind of thing?" Jill asked, knowing that Kurt's insides would be gushing seed when the husky's knot finally managed to slip back out of the leopard's sex. "Or do you just try to collect it all in a towel?"

Rainier chuckled. "If you get it in there far enough, that _usually_does the trick...but I'm not gonna make any promises with this one. The way he was squeezing around me, I can't believe I was able to fit the knot inside in the first place..."

"You think you were surprised?" Kurt asked, looking down and still seeing the bulge just below the base of his stomach. "Tell that to the guy who just got filled up with the kind of stuff that he used to produce..."

"Proving a little too much for you?" Rainier asked, unable to help a quiet swelling of pride at the thought. "Or is it just your first time with someone that makes as much as I do?"

Kurt tried to chuckle, but as full as he was, even taking a breath was proving a difficult thing. "Little bit of both?" he admitted. There was a hint of regret in his voice as he felt the weight of Rainier's knot deflating, little by little, knowing that they'd be separated within the minute...he hadn't anticipated enjoying the experience so much that he'd be disappointed when it came to an end. "Feel like I should ask if you make this much for all of your customers, but I dunno if I wanna hear the answer."

"Takes a certain kind of diet and proper control to make sure that I've got plenty to give, especially as many customers as I have to go through in a day...and speaking of, as much fun as the two of you have been, I should probably check on my next assignment."

A long, oozing flood of seed poured from Kurt as Rainier finally eased his hips back. The messy speeew of the creamy treat pouring out of him was such an enticing sight that, for a moment, Jill couldn't help her stare turning envious, wishing she'd gotten to know such an impressive load, herself.

"Nice to know that you're as efficient as you are talented," Kurt teased him, but his backhanded compliment was sincere enough that it was meant to sting as much as it was meant to soothe. "I imagine that means we should hop in that shower over there?"

"Hardly seems fair when I was hoping for a round myself," Jill cut in, "But if he's really that busy, I guess we'll just have to come up with another way for me to enjoy myself tonight. I'm sure there are plenty of other strippers we could book an appointment with."

After seeing the way that he masterfully guided Kurt through their first round, Jill couldn't help lusting for the thick, powerful husky. She hadn't considered just how quickly that first hour was going to fly by, and now that it had come to a close, she was trying to hide the sexual frustration that was bubbling up inside of her.

"I certainly can't stop you from booking an appointment with someone else," Rainier agreed. As he stepped into the kitchenette, he checked his phone and cocked a brow; he turned back to face Jill with a wider grin, his eyes narrowed on her visible need. "But...as much fun as the two of you are...would you want to stay for another hour and keep me some company? It looks like my next appointment bailed on me, and I'd much rather stay and have fun with the two of you than take my chances out on the floor..."

"Is it just going to be an hour?" Jill asked, noticing the look that Kurt was giving her...but she just couldn't contain herself any longer, as she matched Rainier's stare and intensity, step for step. "Because I don't want to be able to walk when I wake up from this...I don't want to be able to walk for weeks. I want Kurt to have to carry me out of here because you fucked my hips out of place..."

Rainier was used to dealing with customers across the spectrum of sensuality and dominance: though it was rare that he found himself on the bottom side of an exchange, it did happen from time to time...and Jill was giving off the kind of energy that made him wonder if he'd really be in control, even if he was technically on top.

Seeing her legs spread wider and her eyes show an energy that Kurt had never seen in her before, Rainier left his phone on the counter, deciding that he could afford to take the rest of the night off.

"You did sign off on the release form before you came in, right?" he asked, but he was mostly teasing with it: he didn't know how serious she was about her request. "Just in case I'm successful?"

"Were you holding back with Kurt?" she asked.

Rainier was flustered, but he gave a subtle nod at that. "Just a little," he confessed. "But I really started driving into him at the end there."

"That's where I want you to start with me," she explained. Normally, she was known for being a sensual and calm lover, but seeing what had happened to Kurt, she couldn't help herself anymore: she wanted to know all of the intensity that a huge, domineering male like Rainier could bring to the bedroom...to see what ferocity was hiding under his seemingly calm and comforting exterior. "But you'd better take I a lot further than that."

She was giving Rainier credit for abilities that she hadn't seen yet: it was a gamble on her part, but when the husky stood before her, his cock still glistening with the spilled juices of Kurt's pussy and his own seed, it was one that she was willing to play out for as long as she could.

The little doe never could have guessed that Rainier had only shown the surface of what he was capable of before, but in gripping her ankles and tugging them up into the air, he offered only a sample of what he could really do when he properly let loose.

"When your ass starts to hurt from my balls slapping against it so hard...and when you feel like you can't breathe because my cock is punching your womb...I want you to remember that you asked for exactly that..."

Hiking her legs up and spreading them as he worked, Rainier watched Jill slide to the flat of her back, her subtle bosom and slender body making a target so enticing that he couldn't resist the next sample.

The tip of his member slipped right over the soaked, pouted folds of her womanhood as he closed the final gap between them...but when he leaned into her tiny frame and left his ear in her reach, she was the one that was full of surprises.

"For being someone that earns a living using their body, you've been an awful lot of talk so far," she whispered to him, her voice so teasing that he could feel her grin on his earlobe, even before she kissed at the base of it. "You gonna show me something more, or what?"

The mound of her entrance was blanketed by the underside of his shaft: even from his seat on the side, Kurt couldn't see her petals in the least, leaving him to wonder how the husky was going to penetrate her in the first place.

Her soaking arousal and his own natural lubrication made the task easier than any of them would have guessed, but as the tapered, canine tip moved past her folds and offered her body the sample she was after, she became grateful that he couldn't see the wince in her expression.

All the same, he heard the gritting of her teeth and grinned, knowing that she'd already bitten off more than she could chew: whether she was willing to admit her mistake, or if she'd be stubborn and continue onward, he wasn't sure...but the roll of her hips toward his own and the clench of her ankles around the back of his thighs answered that silent question.

"Just keep digging you own grave, Jill. I'm loving that attitude of yours..."

He only gave a cautionary thrust, dipping half of his shaft into her womanhood and feeling the clench of her inner confines. He wanted to know how much more room she had left within her passage to hold his twitching length, but with her face buried into the crook of his neck, he wouldn't be able to follow the twists of pleasure and delicious discomfort on her face.

It was only when her teeth sunk into the rigid flesh of his shoulder that he gave her a deeper thrust, but he still hadn't given her a proper thrust just yet. He was feeling out her inner walls, learning the most sensitive areas of her womanhood from the inside and stretching her body, little by little...

...But she knew she was running out of time to learn the plentiful inches of his cock.

"Still think you want this, Jill?"

As he watched his girlfriend clenching around the bulky canine with such desperation, Kurt tried to pretend that he wasn't aroused by the sight...at least, not at first.

Hearing him speak to the slender doe like she was just another successful capture; like she was nothing more than his prey, soon to be consumed, was a turn-on that he hadn't expected.

His fingertips were just rolling over the tiny nub of his clit when Rainier gave the first real thrust of the night.

"F-fuck...ooofuck..."

Jill was whimpering those words into Rainier's shoulder the moment her teeth came loose from his flesh, and just as he promised, the weight of his full, hefty orbs slapped against the base of her backside with a delicate sting...but just like the subtle pressure and discomfort she felt within, being overly full...she was absolutely loving every second of the process.

Kicking her hooves against his taut, firm backside, she answered with greater vigor than her words ever could have expressed: it might have looked a punishment, but there was no greater reward than the heightened pace and proper depth of Rainier's thrusts as he took off the training wheels.

Her arms were searching for purchase as fingertips trembled their way around Rainier's broad, powerful chest, but she couldn't properly wrap them around his back: she had to settle for his neck, and holding on as tight as she could, she buried her face into the crook once more and cried a muffled groan of passion. She was embracing sensations that she'd never know before, but even more than that, she was embracing a side of herself that she rarely had a chance to connect with.

She was his prey, but she was holding her own and silently begging for more, letting the uneven, desperate clench of her inner muscles do the talking for her.

"Looks like your little lady has some fight left in her," Rainier claimed. Even when his hips were thumping against her body with such force that it bucked the couch into the wall, he was speaking with clarity and control, betraying the rapid rise and fall of his chest. "Think I should take things up one more notch, or is this enough?"

It wasn't up to Kurt, of course: he knew that, and he'd completely lost his shame about swirling a fingertip absently around the hood of his clit as he watched.

There was a hint of envy in his eyes at that point, as he quietly hoped that Rainier would have one more round like this in him, but for the kindness Jill had shown him by arranging this meeting in the first place, it was only fair that she got exactly what she wanted out of the arrangement, as well.

When she first arrived, she didn't know that she was so intrigued by the predator she'd booked an appointment with, but as every inch of his length buried itself inside of her, until the tapered, canine length was kissing right up against her cervix...she was completely forgetting herself, ignoring the dull, underlying soreness that was already spreading throughout her.

She never would have imagined that a simple, missionary romp could awaken so many feelings within her, but then again, she'd never been taken by a man like Rainier, before.

"N-not...enough..." she whimpered out the words, believing that he was still hiding one more level of intensity from her. "Gimme e-everything, Rainier... fuck me like you mean it!"

Screaming out such a demand took everything she had, but sucking in her next breath and holding it wasn't enough to keep up with his response.

In one thrust, he gave her everything she was asking for, but she didn't anticipate that he'd end up taking her like a proper canine, following that hammering, deep thrust with another one in the next instant.

Rainier's pace reached such a point that Jill immediately lost count of just how many pumps he'd given her, but her body couldn't properly appreciate how full she was for long, only ever knowing the sensation for fractions of a second before the next thrust arrived, bringing an entirely new wealth of pleasure along with it.

She was being tugged along on the edge of her orgasm, never quite allowed to fully embrace it, and never quite allowed to escape the verge of it; her mind was going blank with the physical ecstasy of being so completely dominated.

Had she any words left to give, she'd have begged him to flip her over and mount her like a proper canine, but Rainier was in total control of their romp from start to finish. He'd already worn the poor girl out, but he still wasn't quite to his next orgasm, while she couldn't tell if she was on her fourth or fifth anymore...

...They'd started blending together when he finally offered her the full girth of his cock, and from there, she could feel little tremors circling around her g-spot, keeping her from managing another word.

"Not that you need me to go any further, but...why don't we see if you can handle everything I've got?"

Her eyes widened at that, but she didn't dare admit that she was at her limit. Her lower lip quivered with nerves as she bit down on it, but excitement kept her body limber as Rainier stood upright again and grabbed her ankle.

That was all the purchase he needed to easily swing her onto her side, and with a slight bend in his knees, he was able to thrust with even greater intensity...and he was going full speed right from the start, as his tip kissed against her petals again and spread them just short of their accommodating limit.

With one leg dangling and the other up over his shoulder, Jill was open to the husky, with her ass filling one of his paws and her subtle, modest breasts enticing the other. She felt like he was going to split her in half from the new angle, but being so completely filled , she couldn't bring herself to voice that concern.

If she opened her mouth, she'd only beg him to try it , much less prevent it.

"Still not ready t-to give up?" Rainier asked, trembling over his words for the first time. "You're doing one hell of a job keeping up w-with me, Jill...what's it gonna take to make you cum?"

She couldn't find the words to admit that she'd been in the grips of a climax for the better part of a minute, but she thought he'd be able to feel that, as her inner walls continued to flutter and squeeze, acting far beyond her sense of control.

It dawned on her that he was only teasing her, at that point...and anything that came after was just prolonging her pleasure, until his own reached a peak.

"Can't...s-stop...cumming," Jill pleaded with him, her dominant spirit finally broken by the overwhelming husky and the seemingly endless pleasure that came from hi body. "Getting d-dizzy..."

Her jaw started to go slack as Rainier finally dipped into her body and leaned on it, letting her feel the weight of his knot upon her petals for a full, lingering moment before another driving thrust pounded the girthy bulge past her resistance.

Sucking in a high-pitched whimper and letting it bleed out like a siren, Jill wrapped her arms tight around Rainier's wrist, holding it close to her chest for whatever sense of comfort she could find; her previous climaxes didn't begin to compare to the big one, and with a flood of thick, heated seed pouring into her passage and flooding her womb to the brim, she was starting to wonder if she'd ever come down from her peak.

Tense as her legs were at the start of the new pose, they went completely limp against the husky, just as he started twitching with the bliss of his own release. His fangs were gritted, but Jill could still feel the rumble in his throat as he growled out his praises of her, _dangerously_close to the tender flesh of her neck.

It was her first time being put in her place by a deadly, sinister predator...but just as quickly as she'd come to learn and respect the power of his thrusts and the appeal of his carnivorous lust, she could see his expression softening above her.

"...Didn't...a-actually break you, did I?" he asked, struggling to keep his breathing in check any longer. His cum was still pumping into her womb and stretching it, until a tiny bump appeared at the base of her tiny, slender tummy...but she couldn't imagine he had that much left, after the massive load he'd dumped into Kurt. "Feels like you've been milking me for hours, already..."

Neither one of them had any clue how long they'd lasted, but they were sharing a moment of clarity as they stared each other down, both impressed by the other's ability to last as long as they did, and give as much to the act as they had.

More than anything, it was respect...and already, Rainier could feel Jill looking past him and admiring the little display that Kurt was putting on for them, with his fingertips soaked and his lower lip in the tight clench of his fangs, but he didn't quite seem to have what he needed to reach another orgasm, himself.

That thing was still buried inside of Jill, pumping what seemed to be the last of his seed into her thirsty bodice.

"It's s-so cute how eager you are, baby," she whispered, keeping her eyes on Kurt as her inner muscles continued to milk and grasp at Rainier's softening length. "Maybe this big guy can show you even more of a good time?"

Kurt was hopeful that he and Jill might be able to tackle the monstrous canine at the same time, but right then, he could see her gaze fading away, little by little, until her eyelids were too heavy for her to fight against, anymore.

He was used to seeing that out of Jill after such a satisfying climax, but Rainier was caught by surprise when her inner workings went still.

"...She gonna be okay?" he asked, trying to look appropriately concerned when he was still in the middle of filling her with his seed.

Kurt snickered. "Pretty sure you actually broke her," he theorized, "But...that is what she asked for, after all. Pretty sure she isn't gonna complain about that, in case you were worried about your review."

"I didn't know that they were posting those online already," Rainier joked right along. "If you two ever come back, you can leave me whatever review you want; I'll be giving you my cheapest rates from here on out."

"I've never heard of a stripper enjoying their work before," Kurt admitted.

"Plenty of them don't," Rainier concurred. "But they treat us pretty good here at Knots, and honestly...the two of you are some of the best customers I've ever had."

"And you're not just saying that because my girlfriend is passed out on your dick right now?"

Rainier chuckled so loud; he worried the poor doe might be stirred awake. "I've said far meaner things than that to rude customers in the middle of the act. I don't say things just to say them, Kurt."

It was reassuring to Kurt to hear that Rainier took his work just as personally as he did seriously, and knowing that the moment wasn't being taken for granted, he allowed his walls to come down just a little bit more than he normally would.

That extra bit of relaxation allowed fresh arousal to spring from his parted, tender petals, and as he gazed back upon them, he could see the lips pouting from the previous romp with the husky: he wanted to know that weight inside his body once more, but he couldn't imagine Rainier was up for a third round in a row on such short rest.

If he was going to go after such a thing, he was going to have to take the lead himself, and the leopard was already steeling his resolve to exactly that end.

"You've really got your hands full with this one, don't you?" Rainier asked, feeling his member soften just enough that his knot could release from the comfortable clutches of her passage. "I'm not sure how you can possibly keep up with someone like that...even asleep , she looks like she wants to go again."

Another quiet schlip followed his length as it eased back, and Jill's gaping entrance immediately clenched down, relaxing and allowing a fresh gush of excess seed to spill out of her body. The juices rolled over the edge of the couch cushions and puddled near the floor, but even as her fur was soaked by the spill, she didn't budge an inch: she was too satisfied to stir from her dreams.

"I'm sure she'd be good for another round if she could even move, but I might actually have to carry her out of here," Kurt admitted. "I don't think I've ever seen her that wiped out before."

"I do take pride in my work," Rainier joked. The pair shared a brief chuckled as they watched the doe's lips continue to curl, her sleepy smile tainted with a hint of drool at either end. "But the two of you have made tonight the kind of night I'll remember for a long time...can't thank you enough for that."

"...Does it have to end here?"

For how reserved he was before, it was shocking for Rainier to hear Kurt mentioning the concept of their going another round, but he could already see that the leopard was entirely serious in his offer.

"I guess I do have a few more hours left before I'd have to leave, but I'll be honest: I dunno if I have another romp like that in me," Rainier confessed. "Not unless you're gonna buy me a quick meal and a drink, first."

He wasn't saying it out loud, but the husky confirmed was Kurt had already assumed: if he was going to go again, he was going to have to be assertive about it from start to finish...

...He'd be the one doing the heavy lifting.

"You've pounded both of us into submission tonight," Kurt muttered. "I think maybe, just maybe, you've earned a little break from being on top."

Rainier wasn't an addict by any stretch of the imagination, but he wasn't going to turn down the offer of a quick ride, especially when he was the one that typically gave out lap dances, instead of receiving them.

"If you really think you've got that in you-

"If I wasn't being clear enough," Kurt interrupted, his eyes drawn completely to the still exposed length of the stripper's cock, "My girlfriend paid good money for you to be our entertainment for the night, and as much as I'm feeling entertained, I'm...n-not sure that I'm satisfied yet."

With his point made and his body showing plenty of signs of arousal, from the subtle flush in his cheeks to the trickling moisture from between his legs, Kurt revealed that he had a little more endurance than Rainier originally assumed.

The husky was delighted to provide excellent service for such friendly customers.

"Well, I wouldn't be doing my job if I let you back onto the streets, dripping wet like that," Rainier suggested. "How about I just take a seat over here...and when you're ready...you climb right on and do what you need to do?"

Knowing the little bit of history that he was told by Jill, Rainier was still approaching Kurt's sexuality with a gingerly step and a little more caution than he normally would have given a customer. He didn't think he was going to cross any lines, but he kept erring on the side of that caution, even when he sat down and grabbed the base of his cock, working the flesh back out of the sheath.

Just at the promise of another round, his length was starting to throb once more, and Kurt caught himself licking his lips absently as he moved further down the couch, approaching the seat that was reserved for him.

"No catches, right?" Kurt asked, knowing by now that he could trust Rainier, at least as far as being a professional about his performance.

"None whatsoever...though I may tease you just a little bit."

As Kurt pressed his paws in on either side of the offered lap and rested his palms on Rainier's shoulders, the feline pushed his hips back toward the twitching member, just as it returned to a full erection for a third round.

He sucked in a gasp, still amazed at how many sensations could come from something as simple as kissing his folds down against the tip of Rainier's manhood, but as he welcomed that tip back inside and continued to ease upon the inches of a well-used shaft, he was already cocking a brow at the husky.

"T...tease me...f-for what, exactly?" he asked, fighting through the first few words as he tried to come to terms with being so completely stuffed by the husky's flesh...but even after their first round, he wasn't at all used to taking something so huge within himself, and the second round was off to the same start.

The main difference, at least for Rainier, was the amount of physical effort he had to put in: the husky was more than happy to recline against the plush, soft cushions and watch as the feline in his lap struggled to make his way to the base. His pride and his ego were being stroked every bit as thoroughly as his shaft, and by the time Kurt reached the base, they were both struggling to come up with any words...or the breath to share them with each other.

"You're sitting in a man's lap...willingly riding his cock...just wanted to p-put that out there," Rainier mentioned. As he took in another breath and truly settled in, he found it tough to wink and show the leopard that he was just being playful, but he gave it his best effort, not wanting to insult the young man in the process. "But I'm not gonna complain about it...not in the least."

Rolling his eyes a little bit and focusing on the effort of settling his backside upon Rainier's thighs, Kurt was reduced to digging his claws into the husky's flesh; he wasn't practiced enough at the act just yet, but when he felt the weight of heavy, guiding paws on his ass, he almost immediately bucked forward.

"Try to relax," Rainier encouraged him. "It's not all up and down, kitty. Sometimes, a little front and back, f-from the hips...that's all you need to do."

There wouldn't be enough time in the evening for Rainer to teach Kurt everything there was to know about using his body to pleasure someone else, but they were already off to a great start: Kurt took the lesson to heart right away, trying to use his ankles and thighs to push his hips forward a bit.

Just clenching the muscles in his legs that way forced his inner workings to seize up on Rainier's cock, and from there, he sucked in a heavy gasp and slipped down to his knees, forcing even more of the shaft to fill him up.

"That was good!" Rainier assured him, smiling bright at the rapid progress. "You'll get there eventually, Kurt...consider this a free lesson for you."

Holding Kurt's backside in his paws, Rainier bucked up against the leopard and held him steady, allowing him to feel the brunt of an entire thrust from below. The pressure proved more than Kurt could resist after playing with himself for so long, but instead of a rapid, hammering pace to follow, Rainier rolled his thighs and shifted his lap around, simulating the pleasant roll of waves up to the edge of an ocean shore.

Riding the same waves of pleasure in time with Rainier's movements, Kurt seized up around the shaft in a rapid and unexpected orgasm, but instead of clenching up again, the feline's inner muscles fluttered and milked, without going completely taut...and that relaxation produced an entirely different kind of orgasm as he slumped into Rainier's full, comforting chest and panted quietly.

Lacing each of those desperate breaths was a rapid, but contented purr , tickling through Rainier's skin and leaving him to chuckle once more at Kurt's antics. "So happy sitting in your master's lap that you can't help purring?" he asked, letting one of his paws stroke along Kurt's back in an affectionate, stroking pet.

Kurt would have glared at the husky, if his eyes weren't already closed. "Just...l-let me enjoy this," he groaned, finding Rainier to be endearing for the most part...even if his teases went just a little far. "Being this full...c-cumming on this cock...don't mess this up for me."

As soothing as the sound of his purring was, Rainier had to stifle his chuckling; he could hear the sincerity in Kurt's voice and the desperation of his plea, every bit as strong as the orgasmic fluttering the leopard's muscles around his impressive flesh.

Having been a part of such a special, unique experience, Rainier wanted to make sure that he was a part of Kurt becoming more comfortable with his new body...and all signs were pointing to just that, as the leopard kneaded his paws against the husky's chest.