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Bought by the Bitch

Part 4

For Sinister

By Draconicon

So far, Tesla was rather well-satisfied with the cats that she'd gotten as slaves. The first one - Andrea - was still slightly uppity and had her pride, but that was fine. It made her cute in the Dalmatian's eyes, and that meant that she was an even better pet than someone that was just boring and obedient.

The second one, however, had a lot more breaking-in to do. Now that she'd properly tamed Andrea to the point where she merely had some small sense of pride that could be looked at as a decorative bit of personality, it was time to bring the new one into line. He had already gotten a taste of his new station in life by being a good little chair for her, his face a perfect cushion for her ass, but it was time to take it further.

"Everything set up, kitten?" she called from the kitchen.

"Yes, Mistress," Andrea shouted back.

"Good, be right there."

Humming to herself, she put the last of the dishes on the drying rack and dabbed her hands dry. She wanted to make sure that everything wa done for the night, and that meant making sure that all the dinner chores were clear before fucking. No point in having to go back and clean dishes when she had slaves to screw.

Then again, she supposed she could have ordered them to do it. Then again, if she'd done that, who would she cuddle with?

Shrugging off the what-ifs, she turned and all but skipped down the hallway to her bedroom. The door was cracked open, and she stepped inside to find that the situation was completely to her liking.

"Oooh, well done, kitten, well done."

"Thank you, mistress."

She ignored the slight tone of relief in Andrea's voice, knowing it was more because the cat didn't want to be the one on the bed again when there was a new set of holes to fuck. Tesla understood that. She wanted to fuck the new holes, anyway, so it worked out for both of them.

The new cat, a male named Ardanis, was spread out with his arms tied to the head of the bed and his ankles shackled to the foot of it. His legs were spread by a bar at the knees, forcing them apart enough to keep him from clenching his cheeks, and his tail was pulled up and out of the way enough to show off his asshole. His cock was pulled back and covered by a null-bulge that kept him from ever getting stiff, which was perfect for her.

After all, kitties didn't deserve erections.

She climbed onto the bed, her own dick bouncing and throbbing with eagerness to get to work. She slapped the head against his hole and he yelped, his eyes going wide. He couldn't pull away, but he did try and pull his hips down, something that she stopped by a quick pull back up.

"Ah ah ah. No being a naughty kitty."

"Mmmph..."

"You're going to have to learn to obey your mistress. Is he good and wet, kitten?" Tesla asked, cocking her head to the side.

"As wet and lubed as I could get him."

"Good, good."

She was already quite sweaty from working rather hard in the kitchen. The other cats could have been ordered to cook, but she doubted that they would do a very good job. Besides, working up a good sweat meant that she could just slide right in most of the time.

Of course, when she was dealing with someone that had almost no experience, sweat wasn't enough, and as she pushed her cock against his stubborn pucker, she could feel it struggling to slide in. She pushed against him again, and again, each time nudging her cock against his hole and feeling the muscles weakening ever so slightly. The Dalmatian growled, pushing forward a little bit, then a bit more, feeling his hole bending, giving -

POP!

And then, she was in. He gasped for breath, wheezing as if she'd punched the air right out of his lungs. Tesla giggled.

"Come on, it's not that bad."

"Ah...ah..."

"Oh, come on. Relax."

"Ahhhhh..."

"Oh, come on. Drama queen."

She reached down to her balls, rubbing the sweaty orbs with her fingers before pulling them back. With some sweat slime clinging to the digits, she leaned forward, rubbing them under his nose.

For a second or two, he tried to pull away, but she was stronger and had better leverage. She ground her fingers right against his nostrils, and after a few breaths, he started shivering, panting, and most importantly, relaxing. His pucker eased its death-grip around her cock, and he groaned softly as she rubbed his face, slowly smearing the sweat and ball musk all over his cheeks and along his neck.

"That's it. That's a good kitty. Now, let me in."

She wiggled her hips a bit, gradually digging her cock in deeper and deeper. He grunted as she opened him up, but he didn't fight her. At least, not so long as she kept rubbing her sweat over his face, keeping him distracted by the musk and the rich scents there.

It wasn't quite a drug, but for her purposes, it worked well enough.

The Dalmatian groaned as she finally sunk her cock all the way down his hole, filling him to the brim and letting her balls rest right against his ass. He grunted under her, huffing and groaning from the sheer size of it, but she was just enjoying the way that his hole squeezed and milked at her. It was a good, fresh virgin hole, and it clearly enjoyed everything that she was doing to it now that he had had the chance to stop panicking over it.

"Mmm, see, kitten? You love it."

"Mmph..."

"You were made to take doggy dick."

"Nnngh..."

"Wasn't he, kitten?" she called over her shoulder.

"Uh, yes, yes, mistress, he was."

"Mmm, fuck...he's tighter than you are."

"...Now that's just - I mean, yes, mistress."

Tesla savored the feeling of tightness around her dick for a few seconds, just enjoying the way that his hot inner walls were rippling around her cock and edging her, milking her for everything that she had to offer. She could feel herself oozing pre-cum, the flow pulsing through her cock, and she knew that would make it so much easier.

He moaned under her as she started moving, arching his back to offer his hole more, and she knew that he was already focused on everything that her dick could do to his prostate. She angled herself slightly as she pulled back, encouraging him to really get into that pressure on his hole, and he moaned happily as she pulled back to the tip -

"AH!"

Only to moan for her as she went all the way to the hilt again. He took it so well that she picked up speed right after, going for a full jackhammer pace. The cat slumped forward, his head against the sheets as his hips went up, rising to meet her fucking force. The sheer speed of her thrusts was enough to make him gasp for breath, and she groaned in pure pleasure as she rammed herself in as deep as she could go, again, and again, and again, feeling his ass cheeks jiggling as she filled his hole.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck yes!"

The sloppy wet sounds of her cock sliding into his hole and then pulling back out got louder as she oozed more, dripping sweat and pre-cum into him, and the lube that Andrea had already poured in there started to slide out. It was sticky against her balls, making her grind against him from time to time to wash it off against his null-bulge, only to start up again just as fast and furious as before.

In, out, in, out, opening him up and loosening him until the lube started to pour out of him along his bulge, dripping from his ass to the bed. She didn't care. It just made the ride wetter, naughtier, nastier. She groaned, flattening herself against his back, her breasts flattening against her chest at the same time. Every thrust was hot, tight, and slick, and she moaned in his ears as she kept bottoming out in him.

"Mmmph...good...good kitten...cock-hungry kitten...loves my doggy-dick...loves it more than anything."

He didn't respond, but then again, she thought he was probably a little short on air for that. In, out, in, out, each time feeling his hole suck her back into its depths, each time feeling it getting a little bit messier. In, out, in, out, feeling those inner walls clenching and releasing, trying to time to her thrusts, until -

"Nnngh!"

He clenched around her tight, and it was enough to push her over the edge. Tesla moaned, ramming in as far as she could, balls deep, and she came. Her balls rose up, and her eyes rolled back. Each throb through her cock had to be tablespoons of the stuff, if not so much more. The cat under her gasped, his mouth hanging open, and she could feel her cock swimming in her own product. Thrust, grind, thrust, grind, each movement pushing her load in deeper, all but breeding the kitten under her.

She panted as the immediate spasms of pleasure finally came to an end, and she slowly slid back, pulling her cock free. It was slathered in the slime of her orgasm, and she giggled to herself.

"Now that's what I call a cum-shake."

"Yes, mistress," Andrea said.

"You want it, kitten?"

"Uh, I'm full. But he's probably still hungry."

"Oooh, good idea."

Tesla waddled around the bound feline, pulling his head up. His eyes focused on her cock, only to go wide.

"Open up, kitten...time for your dessert."

The End

Summary: The rutting continues between those under Tesla, and this time, she decides to break Ardanis in properly.

Tags: I/M, Intersex/Male, Dicks, Null Bulge, Femdom, Bondage, Anal, Sweat, Orgasm, Cum, Feline, Dog, Dalmatian, Superiority Play, Speciesism,