The Last Laugh.
My first story in quite a while, I had fun writing it, though. My first attempt at a story of this nature, I liked how it turned out. I do realize that after reading it, I didn't describe the main character's looks at all, but I couldn't really find a place to fit it in after proof reading. However, I have this! http://www.sofurry.com/page/243260/user
I know it's a cop out, but at least you know what he looks like =P.
Comments, critiques, and all that other stuff is appreciated. Help me get better as a writer!
Disclaimer:The contents within this story are mean for those of 18/21 years of age, depending on where you live. If you are too young to view this material, click the back button! I will not be the cause of corrupting your innocence!
Edit: I fixed the formatting, it was all wonky.
Nap time is sacred, especially after a 10 hour shift in the kitchen of an extremely busy restaurant. So when my cellphone went off, spouting 'Blake demands your attention!', and bringing me out of my temporary coma, I was less than happy. 'Note to self: Turn off phone for future naps.'
With a halfhearted growl, I reached a paw over to grab the electronic demon off the coffee table, and answered it.
"You know what they say about waking a sleeping wolf, right?"
"Firstly, I think that saying was about a sleeping giant." Blake replied mirthfully, "Secondly, how much did you love your new ring tone, made just for when I call?"
"I don't care if it's about a giant, I'll make a new one about how the wolf stabbed the panther that awoke him with a rusty spork. As to the ring tone, you are never allowed to touch my phone again."
"You wouldn't!"
"Wanna come over and see?"
"So mean, Conri!" I could nearly hear his pouting.
"Only to those that commit the most heinous of crimes. Anyway, to what do I owe the pleasure of this call?"
"I need a favor," he said, turning serious. "Leonard called me earlier, said he needed me to meet up with him for something important, but something was odd with him, so I was hoping that you wouldn't mind coming with me?" his voice was touched with worry.
"Yeah, of course." I answered quickly, getting a sigh of relief in return, "What time do you need to meet him, and where?"
"As close to 9 as possible, at his apartment. I'll be at your house around 8, so that you don't have to drive all the way down there."
"Alright, I'll see you then."
Hanging up my phone, I started to play with the chef knife pendant resting on my chest, like I always did when I got nervous. Looking at the time, I had nearly 90 minutes before Blake would get here. 'More sleep, or shower?' I thought, and a quick sniff of my fur made that choice for me. Cooking was great, but damn, working in a kitchen made me smell.
Rolling off the couch, and getting to my feet, I made my way down the hall, to my bedroom. Taking off my work clothes, I threw them into the laundry hamper, grabbed a fresh pair of clothes from my closet, and went into the bathroom to get cleaned up.
40 minutes later, my fur was grease-less and dry. Putting on my clothes, which consisted of jean shorts, a plain white shirt, and a red/white plaid button up, I decided to lay back down on the couch and get some more sleep while waiting for Blake, I had a feeling this was going to be a long night.
It seemed like I had just closed my eyes when there was a pounding at my door.
"Stop it!" I shouted, "I'm awake, hold your horses." That damned panther always had to be so loud.
Unlocking and opening my front door, revealed a panther. He was an inch or so shorter than me, and his pitch black fur blended with the shadows, but faint orange stripes ran all over his body.
At least he had decency to appear sheepish about the amount of noise he was making.
Rubbing my temples, and shaking my head, I grabbed my house keys off the hook, and locked the door behind me.
"Thanks again, for doing this." He said, as we walked to his car, "I know you had a long day and all, but I just have this feeling."
"I know, I know, it's no problem." I replied, opening the passenger door and getting into his 2 door sedan. "Do you know why he needs to see you this time? That dumb ass badger can't keep himself out of trouble."
"Not a damn clue." He said, chuckling. Blake started the car and pulled out of my driveway, starting our long journey into downtown, and to Leonard's place.
I still didn't understand why those two were still friends. It seemed like every other week Leonard would call up Blake, and ask the panther for some kind of favor, mostly money, and Blake was all too happy to help out every single time. I tried to convince him that the badger was just taking advantage of him, and it would bite him in the ass one day, but my words fell upon deaf ears. The feline was like a brother to me, and I just never wanted to see him hurt.
I was brought out of my musings when I felt Blake's tail wrap around my wrist. It was something he did quite often, he always liked to have physical contact with someone, it was like a security blanket for him. 'He must be as nervous as I am.'
We sat in silence the entire trip, him focused on the road, me just playing with my pendant.
It was shortly after 9 that we pulled into Leonard's apartment complex. We pulled into one of the visitors parking spots, turned off the car, and got out. We shortly arrived at the door labeled D-1, Leonard's apartment. We both stood at the door, neither of us really sure what was going to happen once we knocked.
Blake, deciding to finally take the initiative, rapped his knuckles on the door. Not even 5 seconds later, the door was swung open revealing the short badger, he was five foot nothing and slightly overweight. An eerie smile adorned his face; one that quickly twisted into a snarl when he noticed my presence. "What the fuck is he doing here?" he grated out. "I told you to come alone." he stated furiously, glaring at Blake.
"It's nice to see you as well, Lenny." I loved riling him up, and when I saw his eyes narrow, I knew I had gotten to him again.
"Yes, always a fucking pleasure when you're around."
"Leonard, please calm down." Blake said, distressed. "He's here because I didn't feel safe coming alone. Just let us in, I'd rather not cause a scene this late."
With a huff, the badger turned around, walking back into his apartment. "Wait in the living room." He said back to us.
I followed Blake inside, closing the door behind me. "Can you please try to be civil tonight? I'm already stressed out enough." He whispered.
"I'm not the one who started dropping the F-bombs."
"I don't care." He snapped back. 'I guess it's not the time to be a smart ass'
I'd never seen Blake act like this before; his ears were twitching like mad, as was his tail. Claws extended, clicking on the tile entryway, he swiftly walked into the connected living room, arms folded. The couch groaned with the force the panther used to sit.
Taking a seat next to him on the couch and whispering an "I'm sorry." I placed my arm over his shoulder, pulling him against me.
He flashed a quick smile and rested his head on my shoulder. "It's alright." he whispered back.
It wasn't much later when Leonard finally reappeared from down the hall. "Hate to break up your cuddle party, but I need to talk to Blake," he turned a glare at me, "privately."
I just waved him off with my free hand, "I don't see why."
"Because I said so, and it's my house."
I could only scoff at his retort, while lifting myself off the couch. "Fine, fine. If that's what it will take to get out of here faster. Where's your room? I might as well take a nap."
"There's three doors down the hall, one is the bathroom, one a closet. Shouldn't be too hard for even your meager brain to figure out." he drawled out, smirking at me.
"So whatever one smells the worst is the one I'm looking for? Simple enough." I gave the badger a wink and tapped my nose. 'That wiped that smirk off his face real quick.'
"Conri!" I heard the panther scold me from the couch, along with a growl from in front of me.
'Already forgot I was supposed to be civil, go me.'
My ears folded back as I turned to look back at Blake, trying my best to look apologetic. He just rolled his eyes.
Turning back towards the hall, I brushed past Leonard, making sure to swish my tail in his face, chuckling as he tries to swat it away.
I yelped when he managed to grab a hold of my tail. "We'll see who gets the last laugh." he hissed out, just loud enough for me to hear, before releasing my 5th appendage.
I just waived him off again, "Don't forget me when you leave, Blake."
I didn't hear his reply, if he even bothered to, as I went down the hall.
There were two doors on the left wall, and one on the right. It seemed logical that the bathroom and hall closet were next to each other, so I took my shot with the door on the right.
I twisted the knob, pushed the door in, and started to feel the wall for a light switch.
'Bingo.' I flipped the switch to reveal a surprisingly tidy room, but my eyes were drawn to the only thing I cared about at the moment, the bed.
The king size bed dominated the space in the room, and it looked like the most comfortable thing in the world.
Flipping the light back off and shutting the door, I took my pendant off and put it in my pocket, not wanting to hurt myself with what I was about to do. I made a running leap onto the bed, bouncing up slightly with the force of my belly flop before I settled down.
Through the wall, I could faintly hear Blake and Leonard talking about whatever stupid shit the badger needed this time, but I couldn't make any of it out.
As I closed my eyes, I couldn't help but notice a scent that started to fill the room. I didn't know what it was, only that it was the single best thing I've ever had the pleasure of smelling. I succumbed to the land of dreams quickly, smiling all the while.
It wasn't a phone that woke me up this time around, but my ear twitching as someone continuously blew on it.
"You can stop now, Blake."
The blowing didn't stop.
"Blake, stop, I'm awake."
Opening my eyes revealed...nothing. It was pitch black, and that's when I realized the pressure on my head. Someone blindfolded me. I moved to untie it, but when I tried to lift my arms, something was holding them down.
I tried sniffing, to pinpoint if someone was in the room with me, playing a joke or something, but all I could smell, was the same scent from when I fell asleep.
'What the hell?' I tried moving other parts of my body, but my legs and tail were bound as well.
"Whoever the fuck did this, you best know I'm going to kick your ass." I kept trying to pull at my bonds, to loosen or break them.
"You know," I stilled at the sound of another voice, definitely a male's, "it's not very smart to threaten me. After all, I do have all the leverage right now."
I felt the surface I was on dip under the weight of another body, which then took residence on my chest. I tried bucking my hips, to dislodge my captor, but a slap to my face ended that.
"Like I said, all, the, leverage." The last three words were accentuated with more slaps to my face.
Growling, I laid still. He was obviously right, I was spread eagle and tied to a bed. I would just have to bide my time, but he would get his when the time came.
"Good pup." He started rubbing the slap marks, and it took all I had to not try to bite him. "You know, you picked a pretty bad day to accompany your little friend. Would you care to know why?"
"I'm sure you'd tell me regardless of my answer."
"Quite lippy, aren't you?" He said, snickering. "You are right, though; but first, I think introductions are in order." I felt his weight shift forward, as his hands reached behind my head. It took a second for my eyes to adjust from the pitch black from the blindfold.
My captor was a jaguar, easily half a foot taller than me, at the least, but he was lithe. There was one thing that stood out the most, though. "Why are you naked?"
"All will be explained in due time. My name is Jace, but you won't need to remember that. What you need to know, is that your name is Pup. Do you know why?"
I didn't bother with an answer.
"Silence wasn't what I was looking for, but it's a start." He leaned his body over mine, his muzzle next to my ear, "You are Pup, because you are now mine."
"I belong to no one!" I thrashed against the bindings, but again, it yielded no results.
"Stop." My body froze, his tone suggesting that he was done playing around. Our eyes locked, his golden eyes and my green, it was a battle for dominance and I had no chance of winning.
"Do not look away." he said softly. "I am your owner now, from the moment that you stepped into this room, and fell asleep, you were mine." His eyes seemed to pulse as he spoke, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't avert my eyes, or even close them.
"You are payment of a debt owed to me. Originally, it was going to be your panther friend, poor Leonard was heart broken, he's in love with that boy, you know? But then you showed up; a much better choice for all involved. When Leonard said he had a wolf for me, well, I couldn't help but to get giddy."
At this point, he had undone the bindings on my arms, and pulled me to sit up. I had no control over my body, all attempts to move were futile. He began unbuttoning my shirt when he started to speak again.
"I had my trap set, all I had to do was wait. The aroma is of my own making, it affects the mind, enhancing it's susceptibility to suggestions and commands." Both my shirts were removed at this point, and my body laid back down. We had yet to break eye contact.
"I'm going to release the straps on your lower body, be a good Pup and stay still."
'This is it, don't fail me now, body. On the count of three.'
He moved off the bed, first I felt my right ankle released 'One', followed by my tail, 'Two', then my left ankle, 'THREE!'
I put everything I had into trying to get my body on the move.
Nothing.
Not even a twitch of the tail.
I felt a paw scratch behind my ear. "Such a good Pup." Combined, that action and sentence sent pleasure racing through my body, and a slight moan escaped from me.
"Silly me, there was one more thing that I forgot to mention; under the affects of my special smell, submissive tendencies are increased ten fold. You can not disobey me. 'Yes I can!' What I say is now your law. 'Never!' I am your Master." He moved back onto the bed, setting himself between my legs. He propped his body over mine, hand on either side of my head, those eyes locked into mine again.
"Say it, Pup. Say I'm your Master, and I will make the rest of your life nothing but pleasure."
It was a struggle against my own mind and body. All it wanted was another taste of that pleasure, it would be so easy to submit, but I would not break. "N...no."
"You have a very strong will. It will be broken soon, though."
He took his right hand and started to rub behind my ear, his left hand reached down towards my shorts, and his other soon followed. With a flick of his wrist, the button on my shorts was undone, the zipper ensued, giving no resistance.
The jaguar was quick to remove both my shorts and underwear from my body, revealing my crotch. "You look amazing, Pup." Another pulse of pleasure bolted through me. The head of my shaft had already made it's way out it's covering.
"There's my prize." the feline said. Rubbing his paw along the length of my sheath, my arousal was soon fully exposed. From the tip to the base of my knot, I was six and a half inches, and his rough tongue left no spot untouched.
The sensations coursing through my body as he continued to lick my cock were alarming. I couldn't stop moaning, and the smell of my arousal started to fill the air. I didn't know how long I would last, a constant flow of pre dribbling from my cock head.
His paws traveled my body, everywhere his claws ran through my fur erupted with pleasure. "Please..." I couldn't let him win, but it was becoming too much.
"Please what, Pup?" His hand replaced his tongue on my shaft, and he started to rut against me. His slightly larger length rubbed against mine as he jacked us both off. "You know the one thing I need from you, stop resisting."
My groin tensed when his mouth moved to my nipple. The dual sensations from my chest and groin was going to drive me over the edge. "I need to cum," I panted out, "It's too much..." This pleasure was going to kill me if I couldn't release.
He stopped everything he was doing. His body laid fully on mine. I tried bucking my hips to get any kind of friction, but my body continued to be unresponsive.
"It seems like we both want something." He whispered into my ear, "Listen to my voice, Pup. Follow my instructions, and you get your release."
"Please, anything."
"Oh I know, Pup. I need you visualize your defiance to me. You need to take all the resistance in your mind, and ball it up. Any part of you that still refuses to see me as your Master, put it in the ball."
I did. I did it as fast as I possibly could. My cock was burning with need, so bad it hurt, I needed this.
"When you have all that resistance in a nice ball, I want you to squeeze it down, as small as possible. When you can't make it any smaller, move that ball of defiance all the way down to your crotch."
There was too much of it, and it was keeping me from cumming. It needed to go. I squeezed it down, more and more, it was an ugly ball, it was bad, I wanted it out of my body.
"It's bad...want it out."
"Yes Pup, it's very bad." He kissed against my temple, pulling away from my body. "I'm going to give you what you need, and when you cum, that nasty little ball it going to be expelled from you. Right, Pup?"
"Yeeees."
I felt a wet warmth envelop my shaft. The tongue running it's length, swirling around the head, the sucking, everything about what he was doing was amazing. He put pressure on my knot, and that's when the floodgates opened.
Every negative feeling I had towards him exploded out of me. It was the single most intense orgasm I'd ever had, and I felt so...right, afterward.
"Who am I, Pup?"
"Master."
I saw Master's eyes light up in delight, causing me to smile. "Such a good Pup. You did so well." He wrapped his arms around me, and lavished my muzzle with kisses. "You've made me so happy, Pup. But I still have a problem." My ears dropped when he said that. 'Did I already mess up? I did everyt...' I was cut off when I felt his pre-tipped cock prod against my tail hole.
"Roll over, and get on all fours."
He moved off the bed, allowing me to get up. I turned towards him, smiling, tail slowly swaying behind me.
He rubbed his shaft against the side of my muzzle, "Get it ready." He said.
I took the tip into my mouth, twirling my tongue around it. The taste was indescribable, pre leaking onto my taste buds, combined with the heat of his pulsing flesh sent me into a daze. I slowly worked more and more of his barbed cock into my muzzle, not wanting to go too fast and choke.
My nose finally met his crotch, and his overpowering musk filled my brain. I started bobbing, dragging my tongue along the vein as I moved back and forth.
His moans met my ears, his paw moving to my head, petting me. "So good, Pup."
He removed himself from my mouth, a whine escaped my lips at the loss. "I'm only moving on to something better, Pup." He walked around the bed, my eyes following him, until he stopped behind me.
"Spread your legs some, Pup, and lift your tail." I complied, giving him enough room to kneel between me. My tail folded against my back, revealing my tail hole.
The bed dipped under his weight, as he settled himself behind me. He bent over me, chest against my back, and he put his arms around me. Nibbling my ear, he whispered, "What do you want, Pup?"
"I want Master." I said, moaning as he moved his cock up and down my crack.
"You have Master."
"Please, need Master inside me."
"That's better, Pup." He positioned the wet cock head at my hole, "Relax."
I almost laughed, I couldn't be any more relaxed at this point. I felt myself open up to accept him. It was slightly painful, he was thick, and I wasn't stretched, but he went slow, agonizingly so.
I grit my teeth as he set himself fully in me. His groin flush against my ass. "Tell me when, Pup."
I sat there, giving my body time to adjust, in bliss about how right this felt. Master above me, hugging my chest, back flush to his chest, my tail wrapped around his waist, with his cock fully inside me.
"When."
He chuckled, and slowly drew himself out of me, barbs massaging the walls that encased his cock. "You're so tight, Pup." He said, forcing his way back in. He set a slow pace, just enough to get me excited again, as my cock made it's reappearance.
"Master, faster!"
"As you wish." his pace increased, and that's when he hit my sweet spot.
I howled out in pleasure as he thrust into my prostate, again and again, he would pull out, only leaving in his head, and thrusting back, hitting that spot every time.
"That's it, Pup, voice out everything. Tell Master how much you love it." He grabbed a hold of my erection, bobbing in motion with his thrusts. His paw matched our motions.
"Cum for me." He said, and I was all too happy to comply. My seed shot out onto the sheet below, my tail hole clenching the cock inside me.
He kept going, his breath starting to become irregular, his thrusting erratic. He squeezed me against him, "My turn."
His barbs flared as he let himself go. The feeling of his warm cum filling my bowels was strange, but a wonderful strange.
My arms couldn't hold our combined weight, and I fell forward, Master still inside me. He rolled us to the side, him spooned behind me. "Sleep, Pup, you've earned it."
The heat from his body comforted me, and I pushed back towards him the best I could, keeping as much contact between us as possible. 'You can have all the last laughs you want, Leonard, I have Master.''
I was more happy than I'd ever been, the jaguar's legs entangled in mine as we drifted off to sleep.