Sword Play
Sword Play "Thanks a lot guys." Stephan said, thanking the two delivery furs as they departed. The two looking happier thanks to the huge tip the dark tiger gave them for making the trip to his home in the country to make their delivery. Stephan Weaver sighed as the truck pulled away and drove down the dirt driveway and back onto the road, the place he called home was a pleasant cottage located in a quiet part of the countryside, so chosen so he could relax from work. The black tiger stood close to six foot and was quite handsome when it came to looks, his brother would often tease him about it despite them being twins, well triplets if you counted their sister. He brushed back his hand on his slacks and went into the living room where the new arrival sat, a large wooden trunk with iron trimmings looking well out of place amongst the modern looking furniture and conveniences. Stephan was an appraiser of rare antiques and would hire his services out to those seeking to add to their collections and thanks to his ability and research database he was very good at what he did, so good that sometimes as a show of gratitude an employer would not only pay well for his time but send tokens of appreciation as well. The trunk came to him from a grateful Japanese client who had hired him to look over some rare samurai artefacts including armour and weapons, the one who was selling claimed them to be from the Edo period and was asking a hefty price, that is until Stephan was called in to look them over. In the end the tiger had advised to pay a price equalling two thirds of the asking price, an amount that was snapped up eagerly. After the sale he revealed to his client that the armour was a well made fake and the reason he suggest the sale go through was that the swords that were presented with the armour were worth twice as much as the unsuspecting seller was asking for in the first place and seeing he went to so much trouble to try and con them Stephan felt it was only right to tip things in favour of his employer. As a result the tiger now sat on the couch and read through a letter of gratitude, it went on in Japanese to say the contents were a show of thanks to him for his help. It wasn't the first time Stephan received gifts like this, they usually comprised of both valuable as well as worthless items that some collectors would just toss aside and forget they have, eventually dusting them off to sell or in this case, give away. "And here I was hoping for some quiet time." Stephan muttered and put the letter down before turning his attention to the rusty looking clasps that help the trunk closed. Stephan knew he could just leave it until later when he felt more in the mood but his curiosity had always gotten the better of him, so he reached to open the old container. His nose twitched as the mouldy aged smell rose to greet him, the lid creaking in protest as he lifted it. To the untrained the contents could be seen as a veritable treasure trove with cups, plates and bowls all wrapped and packed carefully but to Stephan's trained eye they were just another chore to sort through. "Hmmm not too bad." He said raising a brow and he browsed through some of the upper objects, serving bowls and small cups that appeared in good condition as well as some old looking jewellery cases. "I suppose some of this stuff can be useful..." Stephan commented as he dug down a bit deeper and frowned as his fingers came in contact with a heavily cloth wrapped item. Now even more curious he rearranged a few things and pulled out the long object. What ever it was it appeared wrapped and bound tightly and looked to be the length and width of the average sword he would come across. "Surely he didn't mean to send something like this?" The tiger frowned. "But then it might not be what I think it is." Shaking his head he closed the trunk and placed the bundle on the top, standing to drag the bulky container to the side before flopping back down on the couch with the wrapped mystery. "Damn I really should just relax." He scolded himself for wanting to dive right in and sort through the items in the trunk, his finger gliding slowly over the smooth silk wrapping. "But then I could pretend it's my birthday too." Chuckling to himself he stood and went into the kitchen and poured himself a drink before taking a closer look at the ties binding the silk. "If I didn't know any better I would say who ever tied this wanted it to stay tied." He smirked and produced a knife and cut through the material, it twanged as it snapped. "Which means more of a mystery to be solved." Heading back into the living room he carefully peeled open the silk covering to reveal it was indeed a sword, a katana. Its finely wrought sheath depicting a winding blossoming tree that flowed around and along its length, the swords black handle shimmering in the light as the tiger stared wide eyed at the discovery. "Wow..." Stephan whispered as he ran his fingers over the surface of the sheath, he could swear he almost heard it sigh. "This can't be right..." He murmured and noticed a faded looking parchment that had been on the inside of the silk wrapping; he picked it up and looked over the faint Japanese writing. "Okay let's see then." He said putting on his thin-rimmed glasses and reading over the text. "Hmmm, says the sword was handed down from one leader to the next, only ever drawn once where it was declared to be "cursed" and sealed..." Stephan chuckled, if he had a dollar every time he heard a "cursed sword" story he wouldn't have to worry about working again. "Well if I'm reading this right you are from the early Edo period." His last statement was made to the sword as if he were addressing a living thing, it was a habit he formed when he first started his appraisal work, he found it settling if he could talk to what ever he was working with and would do so more times than not, his siblings had called him "creepy" but he was use to it. "More than one way to find out." He went on and fingered the sheath and handle with the intent of drawing the sword when he noticed that there was more silk binding the sword to the sheath, possibly to stop the "cursed" item from being drawn he thought but the tiger's curiosity was more than stoked and he cut it easily before taking hold of both parts and easing the swords blade out. The sword slid smoothly out and shone brightly in the natural light. "Damn, it's pretty well looked after for a cursed sword." Stephan breathed as he held it up to the light, there was a similar blossoming design on the blade, which made it obvious to the tiger the sword and sheath were made together and therefore were one. "Clean edge and polished surface, doesn't seem right for it's age..." He said and touched the cool smooth metal. It sighed under his fingers. "What the...?" Stephan said with a frown and ran his hand along the swords length. A feminine moan rose and the tiger froze as a ghostly face briefly appeared to him. It was of a young woman, white feline face with soft red eyes and long black hair that partially hid her face. "Holy fuck." Stephan exclaimed, dropping the sword and scrambling back as it bounced off the couch and onto the floor. The sword squeaked loudly as it came to rest on the carpeted floor, the tiger's heart skipping a beat as the ghostly visage of a young feline girl suddenly manifested before him, sitting on the floor as if she had just fallen on her rump, her fur looking pure and white as she sat there looking very vulnerable and very naked. "Oh my god..." Stephan stuttered, as he looked her over, the girl blinking in surprise at the tiger and leaning forward a little. He couldn't help noticing the girls well developed body, her firm bosom and perky pink nipples and he certainly couldn't help looking down to her exposed sex The girl followed his gazed and saw what he was looking at and her cheeks turned a little red. "Are you my master now?" She said in perfect Japanese, Stephan recovering a bit upon hearing her talk. "You-you can talk?" He asked in her language, the question making her laugh. "Of course my Lord." She replied shifting to rest on her knees in front of the male, her chest rising and falling. "Does this displease you?" "I, um, no. I mean I didn't expect ... Um who are you?" Stephan felt like he was way out of his league, he was more use to swords that didn't produce naked talking females. "Who?" The girl tilted her head in thought for a moment. "The only name I recall My Lord is Kiyoko." Stephan had to stop and think, he knew a little about Japanese names and their meanings seeing it helped in some of his researching. "Pure, clean child?" He muttered as he thought about it then looked her over again. "I can see why. Where did you come from Kiyoko?" "Come from, my Lord?" Her eyes twinkled in a way that made Stephan want to fall in love with her but there was something strange also. "I am here and I sense I belong to you." She leant forward to bow deeply to the tiger. "You do?" The male asked, looking more puzzled than not. "Yes sir." Kiyoko said sitting up. "You own the sword, you own me my Lord." The term "my lord" was weird for Stephan to hear, it was nothing compared to how he felt hearing Kiyoko say she belonged to him. "The sword?" He asked looking to the katana and reaching to carefully pick it up from the floor, the young feline sighing and squirming on her knees as he held it. "You ... are the sword?" "Yes my Lord." She breathed and ran her pink tongue over her lips briefly; Stephan could see her tail swish. The tiger racked his brain for information on Japanese culture and folklore, he was sure he read somewhere how some items could manifest spirits or souls of their own upon reaching a certain age, it was something he dismissed as just stories until he looked down upon the sensual ghost kneeling before him. "Alright." Was all he could say while trying to figure out what to do. "So what can I do for you Kiyoko?" "The question my Lord, is what can I do for you?" She purred and slowly stood, her eyes lifting to meet his as she bowed out of respect. "For me?" It was another thing he didn't have happen to him all to often, sure he was good looking and had his fair share of women but none were spiritual representations of ancient Japanese swords. "I don't understand." Kiyoko said nothing but slowly lifted her arms and stretched them above her head before slowing turning in a pirouette, Stephan's eyes drawn to the way her full breasts rose as she did this. The pretty spirit then began moving in a slow dance, sensual and fluid movements that seemed so precise and well rehearsed, two blue wisps of flame fading into view to float lightly around her as Kiyoko's supple form reached out and writhed in an erotic looking way. "Just like any sword routine." The tiger said in awe as he watched each perfect twist and bend. He then felt something else, his own body started to react to the female ghosts dancing, not that a young naked kitten with smooth curves, perky breasts, hard nipples and a sultry smile wasn't enough to make him want sex right away, it was just her performance made Stephan's lust rise. The tiger shifted and sat back to watch the spirit dance closer to him, a sly smile on her face as she too could sense the males feelings for her until she bowed in front of him, waiting. "My god that was amazing Kiyoko." He said, his voice full of praise as his vision settled on her large bosoms. "Really my Lord." The ghost asked and placed her hands on his knees and eased his legs open a little to kneel between them. "Uh, yes. It was very well done." Stephan replied, shifting uncomfortably until the girl pushed forward and pressed her warm breasts against his throbbing sheath. "Thank you Sir, I only wish to please my master." Kiyoko purred and slowly rocked back and forth, rubbing over the tiger's crotch and causing him to moan and shudder. "Although it appears my Lord is in need of more." She licked her lips and slid her delicate hands along his legs to his belt, taking a moment to work it free and unzip his pants with a frown before reaching in and freeing the tigers growing length. "Oh my, you are so big my lord." She cooed and admired his length, her fingers stroking over his flesh, Stephan gasped and looked into the girls red eyes and felt he could loose himself in them until she lent and kissed the tip of his cock. "Oh Kiyoko." He groaned and placed one hand on her shoulder while gripping at the couch pillows with the other. Giving his tip a quick teasing lick the spirit then proceeded to wrap her furry globes around the tigers thick meat, grinding them slowing around his member before moving back and forth in a slow rocking pace. Stephan's mind reeled as it felt like someone was jerking his shaft tightly while wearing a velvet glove, his pre already oozing forth and leaving glistening trails on the girls fur as she purred and worked his cock over, occasionally she would lap his tip and "mmmm" after tasting him. "Please don't stop." He grunted and rolled his hips to fuck back against her movements, she took this as a good thing and increased her speed, fondling and squeezing her globes around his throbbing erection until Stephan couldn't hold it in and his heated desire rose from his balls and spurted out, hitting Kiyoko's chin. Gasping but not stopping the femme continued milking the tigers cock, more cum gushed and landed on the spirits neck and chest, her breasts looking a sticky mess as she slowed and then licked around his cock, savouring his creamy taste. "My Lord tastes so strong." She remarked scooping some of Stephan's seed up on her fingers and suckling on it like a lolly. "You're so good Kiyoko." The tiger panted and Kiyoko flowed up over him to straddle his lap and look deeply into his eyes. "Only the best for my master." She said before pressing her lips to his in a deep kiss. Stephan groaned into the kiss not only because it felt so full of love and lust but also because as Kiyoko kissed him she lowered herself onto his still hard member, his mind exploding in pleasure as it felt like his cock was immersed in liquid heat. The ghost wasted no time and rocked back and forth, squeezing his length with a velvet grip, both panting deeply as they moved and grinded hotly together. "Master is very skilled." Kiyoko moaned as she help removed her lover's shirt and ran her fingers over his chest and abs. "Yes, but a true master knows how to use his sword in the correct manner." Stephan growled lustfully and gripped the girls rear, turning them around so Kiyoko was under him on the couch. "Oh Master." She squealed in delight as he began to hump her quickly, the tiger never having experienced a pussy so tight and hot as the one he now pounded. The two writhing in a heated frenzy and the sound of their moans mixed the loud slurps of wet sex, Kiyoko arching and wrapping her legs around his waist as she climaxed thanks to his driving length, the spirits hot nectar washing over Stephan's throbbing cock and sending thrills of bliss along his spine before he thrust in and added his seed to the mix, his tail thrashing wildly as he emptied his balls into her supernatural lover. "Oh yes." Kiyoko whispered and caressed Stephan's chest, the tiger staying inside her as their combined juices oozed from her full passage and dribbled onto the couch. "You are so much better than my last Master." "There's more where that came from." Stephan whispered back and eased from her warm grip, surprisingly he was still hard and still feeling in need of this ghostly nymph. Kiyoko sensed his need and slipped away from him with a sly smile, moving to pause in one of the doorways. "Is this the way to Master's bed chamber?" She purred and disappeared with a sensual sway of her hips. "Yes it is." Stephan replied mesmerised by the sway, he picked up the sword and followed her. "You have such a comfortable bed my Lord." He heard her say and entered his bedroom to a rather nice sight. Kiyoko was on all fours running her hand over the surface of the bed, her rear was facing the tiger and he could see her tail was lifted, showing off her freshly fucked sex and the drooling juices that oozed from it and down her inner thigh. "Master should join me." She smiled and looked over her shoulder in a shy manner. "Good idea." Stephan said and moved to the bed, laying the sword on the bedside table before climbing on and moving behind the girl. She wriggled her hips invitingly and bushed his chest with her tail; he took hold of her hips and rubbed his shaft over her sticky folds. "Ooooh Master, please don't tease me, it's been so long." Kiyoko begged and bit her lip. Whether it was the constant use of the term "Master" or the fact he now "owned" her as the sword, Stephan knew in a way he had to take control no matter how desirable this girl was. "What is it my pet want?" He smiled as she shivered at the word "pet". "Please my Lord, make me feel loved." The ghost moaned as the tiger teased more. "Very well." Stephan chuckled and pushed forward but instead of letting his cock rest at her pussy entrance he let it slip past to nestle at her tail hole. Kiyoko gasped and looked over her shoulder with wide eyes as she felt him probe and pushed forward, not giving her time to protest as his member eased into her rear passage thanks to their juices covering him. "Oh my." The ghost moaned and arched as she pushed back against his advance, the males cock filling her ass and stretching it. "Damn." Stephan took a deep breath to stop himself from cumming, Kiyoko's pussy was a tight wet fit but her ass was even tighter. He tried to hold himself still but the girls wriggling made him thrust into her, his lusts now overwhelming his senses as he lent over her, dominating her with his lunging until the slow pace of sex had become wild passionate mating, his spurting pre wetting her passage enough for him to fuck her harder and faster. Kiyoko was in heaven, the tigers mating driving her closer to another hot climax, her body trembling as a satisfied feeling filled her knowing she had finally found a Master and lover who knew how to use her, and when she felt Stephan's fingers dance over her throbbing clit she squealed in orgasm, clutching his length and feeling his hot release spew into her rear as he too came. Their breathing fill the air as they snuggled on the bed, Kiyoko purring as she wriggled and draped her supple form over her tiger lover. "My, you're a frisky ghost." Stephan smiled as she kissed and licked his chest in a loving manner. "Well it has been nearly a hundred years." Kiyoko giggled with a playful smile. "Something tells me it's going to be a long night." * * * The bedside phone rang and Stephan groaned as he woke to its sound, half a minute of blind groping and he caught the receiver. "Hello." He mumbled; the cheerful voice on the other end was his brother. "No I didn't forget to call, I just slept in." Stephan said and let his mind drift to what had happened the night before, he wondered if it had all been a dream until he felt a warm wetness rasp at his sheath and cock, he suppressed a groan. "N-no I'm okay." He said answering a question about his muffled groan, gritting his teeth as a hungry mouth suddenly engulfed his length. "Hey listen, can you do me a favour and come visit for a bit, I have something I need help with." The tiger sighed softly as the sucking became faster and wetter. "Oh trust, nothing to do with work." Stephan arched and felt his balls tingle, hissing away from the phone. "Look just get here will you." Hanging up quickly he cried out in bliss as his cream was expertly milked from his cock, his hips jerking with each wad of cum. Slumping he looked down with a sly smile to see Kiyoko's cute red eyes looking back, her lips wrapped around his length as she eagerly gulped down his seed. "I guess it's true what they say, sometimes the sword chooses its owner." * * *
Kiyoko (c) Jessica Elwood; Stephan Weaver (c) Jaffah; Story (c) Jaffah 2007