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The short drive into Delaware led me to staying at a motel directly facing the Atlantic coast. The two-story structure looked out over a smaller beach just beyond the parking lot, and my room just happened to have a beautiful view outside the back balcony. Imagine an orange and crimson sunrise obscured by puffy white clouds amidst a deep blue sky almost as cerulean as the vastly bright ocean it touched. What a gorgeous scene to wake up to at dawn! Too bad it could never rival the breathtaking panorama of my island estate back in Greece. Close though.

Compared to Maryland, Delaware embraced being a coastal state. The local culture reminded me of Florida in a sense but displayed vintage coastal resorts like the one I'd seen throughout the Carolina's coastline; small towns advertising small businesses and retrofitted to resemble classic Americana aesthetics often seen plucked from the country's golden ages. My residence for the following couple of days fit the themes too, having not only the beautiful balcony overlooking a beach, but architecture-wise too. It all screamed '1960s', from the sharp curves in the exterior to the faded pastels. It felt like a time capsule opened and renovated.

Anyway, as much as I liked perusing through the tiny shops and scarfing down a burger outside an old-style diner, I only managed to find a potential hookup partner several hours into the day. He fit my parameters well-enough, being a male spotted hyena, aged thirty-two with an athletic build and a pair of unusual, cream-colored eyes. They almost blended in with his irises in what I saw from each photograph in his album gallery, as well as in the teasing photos we shared during the day. No doubt they were contacts, but how they clashed with his dark splotches of fur on his skull as well as over his naked body made him look striking.

The hyena lad--calling himself 'KendrickYeen' on Pred8r--absolutely loved being dominated by larger mammals. Be they lions, tigers, bears, elephants, or muscled herbivores, it didn't matter so long as he got off while under someone who could easily crush him. Most of all, for that night, he desired a straight-up DILF such as myself to do something especially kinky as I railed him in my motel room. We definitely discussed meeting up after I visited the neighboring beach that same evening, but the hyena didn't feel the need to ask a certain million-dollar question until I left my phone aside to go for a swim.

KendrickYeen: Hey listen, dude. There's something I wanna ask you. You didn't mention this as a kink you're interested in, but it's my favorite I really wanna do, if you're up for it? Please don't think I'm weird or anything, OK?

KendrickYeen: I want you to choke me.

KendrickYeen: While fucking me.

KendrickYeen: What do you think?

It felt like a very fortunate moment of timing for me to read his messages, where I happened to be. The privacy of my booked motel room didn't require me to hide the surprise boner popping from my swimming trunks. Otherwise, I would've done it while drying myself after a relishing swim within the Atlantic Ocean's crashing waves. A vixen mother from several rooms down and a married ram couple on their honeymoon would've chastised me for getting a tent in my swimwear on a public beach.

At first, I almost replied with too many exclamation marks. My dick almost made the decision more than my brain often tried doing. Then, I thought more pragmatically about it. He wanted me to choke him during sex. Me, a stranger he'd never met or talked to before. While Kendrick did sound like a reasonable, friendly hyena, I couldn't ignore how he ignored so many red flags. Did he even consider the ways it could go wrong?

Me: Listen to me very closely.

Me: I'm open to many fetishes, including choking, but only under strict criteria.

Me: I'm not just content with a safe word, because it will be difficult for you to say it if I'm choking you. Unless you have a way to inform me if I'm going too far or that you want this role-play to stop immediately, I won't feel comfortable doing this. The last thing I want is to hurt my sexual partners by accident, or worse.

My next message asking if the hyena owned some kind of device was interrupted by a picture sent by him. I paused my quick typing to tap on the photo, enlarging it to show a red buzzer button sitting on a blanket. The phrase 'SafeWord Button' stood out in white letters.

KendrickYeen: Already prepared, Daddy. When do you wanna have me come over?

KendrickYeen: Or should I say, cum all over? ;3

I rolled my eyes, then readjusted my meaty rod trying to throb itself free. Goddamn hyenas. Whether Kendrick was a mile or several kilometers away, I could almost hear him cackling from his own horrible pun.

***

"Ready?"

"Yessir."

"Alright, you just keep that button close. If I see it go out of reach, I'll stop to put it back. If I start to feel too uncomfortable or you feel it's getting too much to handle, we'll stop this immediately. No ifs, ands, or buts. Does that work for you?"

"Sure does. I trust you, Sebastian."

"In that case, let's get started."

Kendrick the spotted hyena lay on the motel room's queen-sized bed, all his clothes shredded clean off his body and a backup pair folded neatly on the desk nearby. Destroying it as I led him through the foreplay and dominant nibbles had been absolute fun, but deep down, so did kneeling above his smaller form as I caressed my fingers around his throat. A single handcuff connected his left wrist to the bedpost, but his right paw remained free and stretched out to the nightstand, where his 'SafeWord Button' sat within an index finger's reach. Those cream-colored contacts stared up at me with such wide eyes, and the hyena gulped in anticipation when I lightly enclosed my paws around his Adam's apple. Then, I slowly pushed my hips forward until his quivering tail surrendered. Kendrick tried gasping, only to sputter when I clasped around him only a little more tightly.

I stared closely into his beautiful eyes. He gave encouraging nods. My hips retracted, then pushed again into his lubricated depths. I didn't grip his neck too hard. He didn't press the button. A perfect medium had been found as his wet tailhole clenched and spasmed with each rapid thrust from my canine shaft. Meanwhile, Kendrick's swollen red member leaked like faucet against his spotted stomach, and he whined approvingly once I went faster into pounding his raised ass. His tail even tickled my balls' underside each time I swung against his cheeks.

I slurped up the sweat accumulating on his creased forehead. I dared not to look away from his eyes the entire time, not with both my palms and all ten fingers squeezing slightly around his vulnerable throat. The carnal dominance in me wanted to test the tightrope even further, but rationale easily won out. I could never harm my sexual partner. I could certainly toe the line, but only if he wanted me to and it didn't end with me giving him a hospital bill.

Or worse. Much, much worse. However, while it did cross the darker thresholds of my mind how simple it would be to overpower the lad, fucking him as I held power over if he breathed, I didn't let the intrusive thoughts linger. Instead, I marveled sexually at how much Kendrick trusted me. He encouraged me to encircle my fingers around his throat until the tips connected on the other side, asphyxiating him. Once or twice, I did see streaks of fear flash across the hyena's muzzle, but mostly, Kendrick didn't even try to go for the buzzer.

Slobber dripped off my lolling tongue. Some fell on his flagged ears or flecked onto the pillows surrounding the lad. I felt every breath of his supple neck vibrate against my paw pads. I experienced each gulp when I lessened my hold and he gasped for air. I reveled in euphoric bliss when my bucking hips passionately made love to Kendrick. The only noises made in the motel room were our grunting, his gasping, and the squelching sounds produced by an older Doberdane cumming inside a spotted hyena. As my hot, steamy ejaculation shoot several strands inside his loosened passageway, I'd unintentionally gripped harder around Kendrick's throat for support, and he gagged out a loud orgasm once I let go. The exertion caused me to flop tiredly on his right arm, which instinctively wrapped around my broad shoulder.

"Are...you okay, kiddo?"

"Ahhh...fuck yeah. Fuck, that was good."

A soft smile formed. "Great to hear...great to hear--"

Kendrick further surprised me by leaning to my muzzle, and I tasted dried drool and saliva on his lips, which then dribbled down our chins when I pulled back. It left me panting and wanting more, especially as I hadn't tied the hyena lad during our romp. So without a word, I blindly grabbed the handcuff's key beside the abandoned safety buzzer, then unlocked his left wrist free before pulling Kendrick into yet another passionate kiss.

"Round two?" He whispered after we both parted for oxygen. "Without the choking."

"Very much so," I replied with hungry gusto. "Afterwards, some pizza or something?"

The kinky hyena cackled in approval, as if I also asked a million-dollar question. "You just read my mind!"