Locked In
Janet sat in her bed, trying desperately to concentrate on the book at hand. It was "Crime and Punishment", a dreadfully dull story she had been assigned for her literature class. She would normally be at school, but there were some complications keeping her at home. As she sat there in bed, Janet couldn't help but notice her paw slowly venturing down and hovering over her panties. Each time she would brush against the soft fabric, she yanked her paw back, once again trying to go back to the book. She could barely hold her concentration, trying desperately to skim through the words.
It was that time of the year, and Janet had recently come into heat. As this was her first heat, her parents had wanted to make things special. So they told her that she would need to stay home from school today and they would take care of everything. Janet didn't mind so much, her father had left for work early that morning, and her mother had made her breakfast in bed. This had left Janet alone in the house saying that she had some chores to do.
Having completed all her chores, all she had left was to read her book. Her parents had said that leaving the house in her condition was strictly forbidden. They had even asked her brother not to come home till the next week or so to keep instincts from taking over.
All of this had simply left Janet absolutely miserable. She was a gorgeous and athletic Cheetah, one of the stars of her High School's track team. She wanted to be out on the field running around, or out and about in the woods making a mess of the place. Instead she was trapped inside her room with nothing to do but read a book. It wouldn't be so bad, but her family was poor and there wasn't enough money to pony up for the cable bill this month.
No Cable, trapped inside, and the dullest book of the century kept her sitting in her bed in only a tank top and panties. She didn't quite have the motivation to get out of bed as there was nothing to do. But the dull situation wasn't bothering her nearly as much as the constant itch that came from her insides. It wasn't like a scratch or some kind of flea infestation, rather something different. The feeling almost felt primal, an urge calling out to her. Janet really didn't know how to handle herself.
She simply tossed in the bed, trying to keep her eyes on the book before her, rubbing her thighs together to try and calm the itch. Just the feeling of her fur rubbing anywhere in that area caused her senses to peak with excitement, distracting her from the novel. Any sort of touch or sensation around her genitals was causing a mix of pleasure and discomfort.
Finally tired of tossing and turning while getting no reading done, Janet decided that she might as well take a bath. As she made her way towards the bathroom; however, she heard a knock at her door.
"That's strange," she mumbled, "Mom's not getting back for another couple of hours... I wonder who it is."
Knowing very well that her mother had told her to stay in her room, Janet was hesitant to open the door. She knew that strange things happened to men when they were around a girl in heat, and she didn't want to chance anything. She decided to simply sit at the top of the stairwell and listen. That's when she heard the doorknob twisting.
Unsure of who could possibly be entering her house, Janet ran back to her room, slamming the door. She didn't know what intended to enter the house, but she had no intention of meeting it. She quickly leaped into her bed and pulled the covers over her head, listening intently. She heard as heavy footsteps made their way around the bottom of the house. Her body shook with terror as the footsteps continued, clearly exploring their surroundings.
Her heart beat faster with each step, causing a nervous lump to form in her throat. Their house wasn't exactly in a bad part of town, so her mind wondered as to if someone could be robbing them. Whatever their intensions, Janet just wanted them done and out of her house as soon as possible. The footsteps continued however, now clearly in the living room, the wooden floor of the house creaking with each step.
Janet began chanting "please go away" to herself slowly and quietly under the covers, her voice trembling as the footsteps continued. Her nerves were almost at an edge, causing her brain to race through what could be going on.
That's when she heard the footsteps coming up the stairs. She instantly stopped chanting, hoping that she hadn't given away her position. There were only two other rooms on this hallway. Perhaps the intruder simply wanted to investigate one of them. Her heart was racing now, her body shivering under the covers. Sweat began to drip down her for head and ears, running along her gold and spotted face.
That's when the knock at the door came.
"Janet Jabatus?" a voice at the door called.
Her mind raced, how could he know my name? What is he doing in my house? The thoughts would not stop coming as Janet desperately tried to reason why this man was here. Her shivering stopped as her body came to a dead still. Whatever happened, she couldn't let this intruder know she was here.
The doorknob turned slowly, the door slowly pushing away from the frame.
A tall and athletic Cheetah walked in, dressed in a sleeveless shirt and running shorts. Janet could just barely make him out through the fabric of the covers.
"Janet?" he asked, slowly making his way towards the bed, sniffing the air. As soon as he reached the beds frame, he grabbed the material of the sheets with his hands and pulled them away from a panicked Janet. She tried to let out a blood curdling scream, only to have the intruder quickly cover her mouth.
"Shhh... It's ok, your mother sent me here," he said.
Her breathing was shallow; she looked at him, her eyes still filled with fear. "If you promise not to scream, I'll take my paw off your mouth," he continued. Janet simply nodded, the intruder stepping back from the bed ever so slightly.
"What's going on!" Janet demanded, tears running down the black lines along her face. "It's ok, your mother told me that this was your first heat, so she sent me," The intruder responded, a giddy smile on his face. "What!?" Janet responded, furious that anyone could be here for such a preposterous reason. "I'm here to fulfill the contract that your mother signed," he continued, pausing for a moment as he looked around the room, "I'm going to be your stud!"
"My stud?" Janet replied, a look of panic once again beginning to overtake her. "Yeah, your mom said that you guys are in some pretty tight financial times, so they want to breed you and sell the kittens," his reply was so light and jovial Janet couldn't believe what she was hearing. "That can't be right!" Janet yelled, her tail twitching beneath her.
"I'm afraid that's the deal," he said producing a contract from his pants pocket. Janet grabbed the paper from his hand, quickly scanning it over. Sure enough it was a breeding contract, and her mother's signature was at the bottom. She simply let the parchment fall to the side, taking a moment to take it all in.
"So, you ever been bred before?" the Cheetah pined jovially. Janet was barely able to mutter "no" in a quiet and shy tone. "Oh good!" he replied, "Then I can teach you a few things while I'm here. And I got to admit, that usually when they bring me in on these breeding contracts, it's some ugly slum girl. But you've got some looks sweetheart". She could only watch as the intrepid intruder began eyeing her from head to toe, a noticeable bulge growing in his shorts.
He began walking back towards the bed, quickly grabbing at her tank top. Janet instinctively clawed further back up the mattress, trying to get away. "Come on sweetheart, breeding isn't something that you do fully clothed," he said slowly taking off his own shirt revealing an incredibly tone and muscular physique. Her eyes wandered from his neck along his velvet like white belly fur.
"Fine, but I'll do it myself" Janet said, slowly reaching her paws under the bottom of the tank top pulling up on it slowly. As she pulled up on them, the Male cheetah took in the beautiful golden and black spotted fur along with her cream white belly. As she pulled her shirt up further it revealed her ample breast, bouncing lightly as the shirt hit the floor behind the bed.
"Panties too," the Male commanded, removing his own pair of shorts. A noticeable blush overcame Janet, as she tried to cover herself with her arms. "Oh come on sweetheart, we're going to be getting a lot closer than this," finally removing his own pair of boxers. Janet couldn't help but stare as his noticeable bulge quickly revealed itself to be his slimy, spined, pink member poking up from his velvet furred sheath.
She had always heard about boy's anatomy in school, but she never thought that she'd be this close to the real thing. An audible gulp could be heard as she slowly scooted off the bed and stood next to the now naked male.
She slowly pulled her pink panties away, revealing her an incredibly damp mound. As she stepped out of them, the male could not help but lick his lips, looking her over yet again. She shivered as the glare slowly went over every inch of her body. She felt almost sick to her stomach, as if she was being judged.
"Oh yeah, I think you and me are going to make some good kittens sweetheart, get there on the bed and spread your legs". Janet crawled slowly onto the bed, her cheeks a rosy red from the blushing. She crawled into the bed slowly, lowering herself onto the covers. She could only look away as she slowly began to split her legs, revealing her swollen and wet entrance. She closed her eyes as she heard the male walking closer to her, leaning over the frame of the bed and positioning himself between her legs.
She suddenly felt a rough texture running along her slit, causing her eyes to open completely. She looked between her legs suddenly to see the forehead of the male nestled between them. She could feel each pulse of his lounge against her sensitive folds, causing her claws to instinctively dig into the sheets of the bed. He slowly began moving his head, keeping his pace constant, and licking from her entrance to her clit.
She wanted to move her hand down to help him, but the feeling just felt so vile, so wrong. She could only watch in amazement as his head bobbed up and down, lapping up her juices. "You smell so fresh," she heard him mumble; his breath against her sensitive fur caused a shiver to escape her quivering form. Her mind was racing trying to make sense of the intense pleasure that was coming from his licking and the sickening feeling it left in her gut.
He continued his oral assault, slowly nibbling at her clit, causing her to buck upwards. Her breathing became shallower and shallower as she felt his rough tongue scrape through more and more of the area around her entrance. Each lick causing every nerve she had to tingle with excitement. She even began to hear herself purring.
Janet's hands slowly reached down the male between her legs, clawing at the fur atop his forehead, scratching around his ears. Slowly, she pushed his head closer to her, feeling as his cold nose as it ran along her clit and his tongue along her needy entrance. As his head was pushed ever closer, she felt as his tongue slowly began to push its way into her entrance, causing her to emit a small yelp.
She wanted to push him back, but it was as if her arms were no longer listening to her. She simply pushed him further against her, feeling as his rough tongue darted in and out of her. "You really are a virgin, hymen and everything," he seemed to mumble out, "that means you're goanna be so tight!" Her body responded to the tongue along her tunnel by attempting to squeeze it slowly. The whole event seemed to catch the male's attention as he pulled his head out of her hands and stood upright.
She looked between her to see his glistening shaft sitting at the edge of her bed. He wrapped his paws around her waist, pulling her away from the bed. Her swollen entrance was now just mere inches from his throbbing erection. He paused for a moment, looking down at her, "Are you ready?" he said calmly.
Janet could only nod, the pleasure of his tongue seemed to distract from the constant itch on her insides, and perhaps this could help as well. He grabbed at her hips more tightly, inching her ever closer to his member. She finally felt the tip of it pressing against her, her body shook in anticipation.
With one swift thrust he slammed into her. Janet cried out in pain, her insides feeling as if they were being torn apart. "It's ok," the male said soothingly, "it will feel better soon". She felt as his member had worked its way deep into her. Janet felt as if she had just been winded, panting to try and catch her breath. Just as suddenly as the male had started, he continued, pulling back out of her; the spines along his shaft raking along her insides.
She expected them to hurt even more, only to discover that it felt like being tickled. Her tongue lazily rolled out of her mouth before she managed to squeak "Oh god". The male simply laughed before slamming into her once again, making her feel as if her insides were being torn asunder. As he hilted himself, Janet could only manage to let out a small moan.
One of her hand quickly made its way down to her clit, slowly rubbing it. The male took the time to bend over, suckling one of Janet's breasts, his tongue rolling along her nipple. Janet was in complete ecstasy, and the male was right. The pain was quickly disappearing only to be replaced by pleasure. Each time he slammed into her caused her hair to stand on end, and each time he pulled out she was left only with a need to be filled again.
"Faster," she said, her breathing ever shallower; her claw ripping into the fabric of the sheets. The male simply picked up his pace, his velvet balls slamming against her entrance. She could fill her needy tunnel squeezing the invading member making her squirm ever so slightly beneath him.
As the two continued, Janet could feel the Male's pace beginning to pick up more and more speed, each thrust being met with another in rapid succession. Before she knew what was happening she felt a rush of warmth in her belly. The male simply stopped thrusting for several seconds. The sudden rush of warmth caused her senses to go haywire. Janet began screaming in ecstasy, wrapping her paws around the male's frame, holding his rump against her. She felt as her insides milked against the swollen shaft inside of her.
The male simply stood back up, pulling himself out of her and breaking her grasp on him. She felt as his virile seed dripped out of her swollen entrance and onto along her thigh.
With a yawning motion, the Male began to make his way towards the door. "WAIT!" Janet screamed, "Will I ever see you again?" The male simply laughed, turning around to face the confused girl laid out before him on the bed. "Well if the seed doesn't take, you might, but given how fertile you smell and how good I am, I doubt that will be a problem".
With that he simply walked out the door, shutting it softly behind him. Janet simply lay in her bed in a haze of confusion and bliss.