Quicksilver - ch. 1: Initiation (redo!)

Story by porterjoe on SoFurry

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#1 of Leisure House

I don't really like BDSM, but I thought I'd give a little dominatrix stuff a whirl. I plan to build the story from multiple perspectives, but I'm starting with a pretty, canine herm because that's what I'm most comfortable with at the moment. I don't know how extreme I'll let this series get, but I'll definitely be exploring dom/sub things at the beginning.

UPDATE: Ah! It feels so good to have this written. I know it's only a cursory and decidedly novice attempt, but I feel really good about how the story turned out. I love the domme character, and I think I'm going to like Alex a lot more as she grows. Affectionate BDSM is good in my book from now on.


If anything could be blamed for Alex's irritation, it was probably her luggage. Red, faux-leather was a difficult look to pull off, and she wasn't exactly succeeding in doing so. The pretty jackal stopped to adjust the thick strap over her shoulder, hitching the bag a little higher before giving the matching roller-case behind her an annoyed tug to continue.

Really, she should have been irritated at her situation; after all, it wasn't the luggage that had signed her up for a contract at Leisure House, that had been her own doing. But smaller details can sometimes stack up to make the real problem seem all the more difficult, and right now all Alex could think of was the look of disdain she would receive upon walking up with her gaudy luggage.

She halted before the turnstile at the station exit to pull at the shoulder strap again. Maybe they would believe her when she explained the luggage had been a gag-gift? Probably not, but the fact she had taken the contract was something of an indication that money was tight, and at the worst they would think she had just picked it up on sale. Still, most people would have found the money to replace a set of cheap, red, squeaky, faux-leather bags, even if they were as determinedly pragmatic as Alex. But then, the jackal wasn't most people, the fact of which became more apparent as she broke from the crowd to approach the gates of Leisure House.

"Please submit authorization documents at your convenience," the recorded voice simpered from a small console beside the gate. Alex tugged her mobile out of her coat pocket and pulled up the encoded icon that would identify her as a contracted employee of the House, and she turned the display towards the console's camera.

"Please place your thumb upon the glowing pad for confirmation," the voice continued. The light from the small oval was blocked out as Alex pressed her thumb against the surface, but she drew it back with hurt surprise when a tiny needle pushed into her thumbpad to take a DNA sample, "You blood will be taken for processing and analysis," the simpering voice warned too late, "We apologize for any discomfort."

Alex figured this was all a part of the process, making her feel like the indentured servant she was. But when she angrily licked her thumb, the wound had already been sealed and disinfected from some cauterizing agent in the needle. For a moment she paused and considered just turning around, but her own curiosity about the most popular erotic entertainment complex kept her eyes fixed on the enormous house. Thoughts of the pains and exposure within the building twirled in her head like small cyclones, but there was also the promise of wages in exchange for her servitude...and at least the gates were opening now.

"Thank you for your cooperation, please proceed into our Home where you will be welcomed by," the voice delayed slightly as the name was queried, "Mistress Dae." Alex imagined that she could hear the simpering voice chuckle with cruel politeness before the speakers snapped off in finality.

Well, this is it, she thought to herself. No turning back now...

The halls of Leisure House had the strange ability to seem sterile and comforting while also appearing menacingly prideful. The thick, plush carpet squished with warm cheeriness against the pads of Alex's chilled hind paws, but the white, glass walls were hung with various arrangements of sexual apparatus hung in almost rococo displays. She peered anxiously at a pair of riding crops that were crossed like sabers over the moniker, "Home is where the House is, the House is your Home."

What a load of tripe, Alex snorted as she frowned at the wall, so she didn't see or hear the elegant lioness approaching lithely from behind her.

"Name?" a throaty voice asked softly, making her spin and drop her shoulder bag.

"Ah, er...Alexi," the jackal mumbled as she turned around. She was met by the sight of a fiercely dressed figure, the lioness's body not so much covered as accentuated by skin-tight fabrics. Her butter-yellow eyes gazed upon the nervous jackal, who was struck by the intense beauty of the imposing form.

The lioness's legs were parted slightly more than would be expected, displaying a rounded bulge hidden behind a layer of matte-black fabric pulled tight over her groin. A long tail curled in little waves behind the mistress's legs as she looked over Alex with an astonishingly gentle smile, her arms crossed over her smallish breasts. Sharp features and angular muzzle were softened by sandy-toned fur, making the lioness's face both invitingly kind and authoritative,

"Surely you haven't caught a cold, little one?" The lioness chuckled as she tapped a finger slowly on her bicep, "You will have to speak up from now on."

"My name is Alexi, miss," she answered but narrowed her eyes at the subtle reprimand and being referred to as 'little.'

"You will refer to me as 'Mistress' or 'Mistress Dae' from this point forward," the lioness polished a claw mildly as she looked over the frowning jackal, "What is your gender?"

"Don't you already have that with my file?" Alex replied before the lioness's arm darted under her chin to force her to meet her gaze, the shock of the Mistress's lightning motions made Alex stumble slightly before the iron grip tugged her back. She was apparently quite strong.

"I believe I asked you, little one," Mistress Dae replied as her slitted pupils flexed outward, "Don't force me to start our session before we've had a chance to get to know each other," She tilted her head slightly with an inviting grin.

"Erm...hermaphrodite," Alex whispered as her eyes darted between the lioness's steady irises.

"Good girl," Mistress Dae scratched under the jackals chin, making her eyelids fall slightly of their own accord, "Do you prefer being referred to as a 'she', 'shi' with an 'i', or 'he'?"

"'She' with an 'e', Mistress," Alex murred as she involuntarily edged closer to the lioness, the sharp claws gently rubbing into her fur without cutting the skin underneath. A part of her brain questioned her rapid acquiescence to this domineering figure, but something else made her heart beat more strongly at the affectionate scratching.

"I'm the same way, little one," Mistress Dae gave Alex's lip a playful rub with her thumb before she recrossed her arms. Alex smiled and put a paw to her mouth absently as the lioness continued, "What's your penis size?"

Alex balked at the direct question, "Ah...um...I haven't measured...sorry..."

"Well then, I hope you're not too bashful to show me, hmm?" She went back to polishing her claw with a small nod.

"Umm..." Alex blushed, "Could we go somewhere more private first, Mistress?" She looked around at the wide hallway and some distant open-area at the far end anxiously. The thought of just stripping in the middle of the hall sent awkward shudders into her stomach.

"Worried you're too small?" Mistress Dae laughed at the jackal's increasing blush, "That just won't do, I like my initates to be proud of their genitals," she tutted with a grin, "And besides, you know what our House is for, don't you?"

Alex turned her head "Um...it's a porn show, right?"

"No," the lioness's eyes narrowed in irritation for the first time, "Our home is the epitome of erotic lifestyle; a complete immersion in the sexual fantasies and indulgences of our viewership. You're not contracted as some actor who walks on and off a set, you are always being recorded. So, there is no 'privacy,' little one." She ended with a miffed look.

"Oh...I didn't know that..." Alex shifted her weight uncomfortably, but started undoing her scarf under the mistress's insistent gaze.

"You do look rather fetching when you're nervous, my new initiate," The lioness's frown turned into a smile as Alex unbuttoned her peacoat slowly, "Let's see if we can't get you to blush a little more, hmm?" She turned away to unlock a recessed compartment in the milky glass of the wall, and pulled a short, black bracer with a matching collar from the space before closing it again.

"This is your 'Butler,'" she nodded at the bracer as she unbuckled it while Alex hesitantly unbuttoned her blouse, "It displays your schedule and any other relevant information you'll need, including the number of Viewers who are currently tuned to your channel. Hold out your arm," the lioness clipped the Butler in place as Alex quickly offered her forearm,

"It will alert you to any event changes, but the House reserves the right to prompt your behavior at its own discretion and without warning, understand?" She pressed a hidden button to turn on the flexi-touch screen.

"Um...yes, Mistress," Alex shivered slightly at whatever 'prompting her behavior' meant, and she pulled off her blouse to begin undoing her pants. Her eyes widened to match the stylized icon next to a rapidly climbing number.

"Initiation is a very popular event," the lioness smirked as Alex's paw stalled over the clip of her cheap bra, "But the number and duration of unique hits determines your bonus-bracket for the day, so you can expect a nice bump over your wage for a little while."

Alex thumbed the clasp as tears began gathering in her eyes, she had read the contract and knew this is what would be going on; it just seemed so much more humiliating now that it was actually happening.

"Don't make me wait, little one," The lioness chided sternly, "You still have to show me your cock, remember?"

"S-sorry," Alex sniffed quickly and took off her bra and underwear, her paws twisting nervously in over her belly as she tried not to look at the still climbing number on the side of her wrist. It was hard not to notice that it had increased faster when her vision blurred with anxious tears.

"Now, let's see," The lioness put a paw over her mouth thoughtfully as she circled the quivering jackal, "Not the best body, but your fur has a nice tone, little one" she hummed and entered a few things into her own bracer, "Tan and black with grey highlights and a grey belly, very nice...size 'c' breasts, yes?"

"Yes, Mistress," Alex whimpered as she clenched her paws together tightly, trying to will the blood rushing to her face to go away as hot trails wound over her muzzle.

"Now now," the lioness said from behind her before placing a paw on either side of the jackal's waist, "You're face is going to start turning the color of your silly luggage, my pretty initiate." She ran her paws up Alex's sides slowly, "I can almost see it through your fur, and you're much too adorable to be compared to that lot."

Alex coughed a laugh around the lump in her throat at the thought of the deep-red bags behind her, the affection in Mistress Dae's voice sending little flutters through her heart.

"Give yourself an erection for me now, I'll bet you can get to the next pay bracket before you even start masturbating," the lioness cooed as she clipped the collar around Alex's small neck.

The jackal gingerly played with her testicles as the tall mistress rested her head on Alex's shoulder to watch. She gently licked away a little trickle running down the side of Alex's face comfortingly, but the initiate's sheath remaining stubbornly barren.

"Don't you think your Mistress is pretty, little one? Don't you want to show them how wet I make you?" Her throaty voice lowered sadly.

"I'm s-sorry," Alex felt a sob burst out of her as she tried pulling her penis out directly, the flaccid length just falling back down as her wet eyes continued to stare at the number on her wrist. They weren't watching her because they thought she was sexy, they were watching to see her humiliation as she tried to paw off for the first time in front of an audience,

"I c-can't...I can't get hard...I'm sorry, Mistress." She twisted around to beg the beautiful lioness's forgiveness, the choking sorrow in her throat making her unable to speak further.

"Very well," The look of disappointment on Mistress Dae's face made Alex's tears come all the faster. The lioness released her hold to enter a sequence on her Butler.

Pleasurable electricity arced down the jackal's spine and she gasped wetly under the sensation. Her penis rocketed back out of her sheath to throb up against her tummy as a trickle of nectar soaked into the fur between her thighs. Her knees shook as she looked down at her seven-inch length, her knot already forming two pulsing bulges on either side of her cock.

"That's how I like to see my initiates, nice and aroused when they look at me," she gave Alex a stern look, "I don't want to have to use the collar again,"

"It's not you, Mistress," Alex pleaded with her eyes as she gripped her penis to prevent it from softening, "I think you're amazing...I want to make you happy..." She started at the words coming out of her mouth, but it didn't stop them from being true.

"My pretty little initiate, I knew you were special. I knew you would be the right one," The lioness beamed at the jackal, "But you still have to prove it, so make yourself cum for me."

Alex nodded quickly and began stroking herself, still trying to ignore the flicking number that as it increased while she humped into her paw. She began gasping again as she tilted her penis forward, but her arousal started to fade despite her efforts.

"You should enjoy this time, little one," Mistress Dae murmured sadly as she saw Alex's failing erection, "Your masturbation schedule is very restrictive your first week."

"I'm trying...I want to so bad," Alex sobbed. Shame and anger pulsed through her blood as she fought with the desire to obey the lioness and the urge to just collapse on the soft carpet and curl up in defeat. Her knees buckled slightly as she bucked faster, her shaking body trying to force her into the latter option. She could almost hear the Viewers' laughs at her effort to remain standing, the still-climbing number burning into her mind as she gripped her penis in both paws, "I'm sorry, Mistress...I'm sorry..."

Suddenly a new wave of arousal pounced through her, the collar on her neck making her erection throb more emphatically. She twisted her palms around the reswelling knot at the base of her shaft, squeezing hard over the bulges before clutching at her testicles. Breathless appreciation heaved out of her lungs as the lioness began tracing her claws around the jackal's breasts, her erection pounding more strongly as she saw the bulge swelling at the front of Mistress Dae's pants.

"Do you want to see it?" the lioness purred as she saw where Alex was looking.

"More than...any...anything..." Alex panted as a bead of precum dribbled out of her tapered glans.

"Beg for it," Mistress Dae whispered as she leaned forward, "Beg to see my cock."

"Please..." Alex moaned as the bulge caressed against her tip, sending electrocuting pleasure through her shaft and spurring a heavy trickle of nectar from her vagina, "Please let me see your cock, Mistress."

"Good girl," The lioness purred again as she unzipped a flap of matte fabric covering her groin. A bright pink taper burst out of the opening, the lioness's massive length swinging up to bounce against her stomach, "Do you want me inside of you?"

"Yes!" Alex yipped as she humped into her grip even harder, "Please fuck me, Mistress!"

"You have to cum first," the lioness murred as she swiped a finger over Alex's tip. A thin string of precum snapped away before the mistress sucked the fluid off of her velvety pad, "Ohh...does your semen taste this good?"

"I...I don't know..." Alex whimpered apologetically even as her knot began buzzing, "I've never tried it..."

"Then cum into your paw, we'll taste you together," the lioness smiled as she stroked her own smooth, pink erection slowly.

Alex clenched her knees tighter as the tingling in her sexes began to amplify, "I'm...I'm gonna'..."

"Cum for me?" The lioness purred happily as she watched the jackal's testicles pull up in anticipation.

"Mmm..." Alex hummed in a near-whimper as she shut her eyes tightly and cupped a paw under her tip, the agonizing bliss of her orgasm sending a hot rush of nectar into her clenched thighs. Her lungs heaved rapidly as she began ejaculating into her palm as thick semen burst out into silvery, metallic puddles with warm euphoria.

"Ohh!" Mistress Dae gasped at the clingy puddle in Alex's paw, her semen sparkling like liquid mercury, "That's so pretty, little one! And you have the cutest orgasm I've seen or heard in a while."

Alex giggled blushingly under the complements as her heart pounded even faster than her climax had caused. She heaved in rapidly to catch her failing breath as the last of her seed poured into her fingers, the sight of her mistress's erection twitching excitedly sending hot tingles to join her afterglow.

"I know what your pet name is going to be now," The lioness chuckled as she took a small wad of semen from Alex's paw between her thumb and forefinger, "I'm going to call you 'Quicksilver,' just like your beautiful cum." She popped her fingers into her mouth and closed her eyes contentedly, "Now drink the rest, you're just going to kick yourself for missing out on this."

Alex grimaced slightly, but experimentally licked some of the shiny fluid. It was an odd blend of oakiness with a powerful bittersweet flavor. The jackal couldn't help feeling a little sick as the warm, thick seed ran down her throat, but the taste wasn't as bad as she had anticipated.

"What do you think? Good hmm?" The lioness cooed as she watched Alex trying to appear pleased through her slight disgust at ingesting herself.

"Um...I don't really like it...But I love that you do," Alex smiled hopefully.

"Well then I guess I should tell you how to stop an event if it gets out of hand," The lioness frowned in slight disappointment, but it didn't dull her sunny gaze, "The safeword for our House is 'red three,' which is easy enough to remember because you may only use it three times a day before you are restricted to quarters until the next morning. This voids your daily wage and any bonus you earned during that time; you're here to work, after all."

"I understand, Mistress," Alex nodded.

"And if you are gagged or cannot speak for some other reason, you have to tap something in three sets of three, got it?" The lioness continued.

Alex tapped her paw rhythmically to show she understood. A strange tone emitted from the Butler device around her forearm, making her jump.

"Very well, you only have two uses for today," The mistress chuckled at the look of indignant shock on the jackal's face, "Oh come now, pet. You're not the first to make that mistake, just consider it your first hard lesson. The Butler will only try to sense for it during event times and will not register again for the same event, so feel free to tap away now that you don't have to finish licking your paw."

Alex still felt it was a little unfair, but nodded as she reached for her clothes.

"Now now, Quicksilver," Mistress Dae grabbed her wrist in a steely hold, "Don't make me punish you. I thought you were eager for me to fuck you, yes?"

"Oh!" Alex gasped as apologetic tears welled back in her eyes, "I-I forgot with all the...but I do want to! I really do, I'm sorry..." She quickly reached for the lioness's erection with her free paw as her lip trembled.

"Good," the lioness purred away the jackal's resurfacing tears, "Then let's go to your quarters where we can be a little more comfortable. I want to show off my new pet to the others, just think how jealous they'll be." She held out her elbow and turned toward the distant common area with her erection still pounding jauntily in front of her.

Alex wrapped her paws eagerly over the smooth, exposed fur of her mistress's arm. Pleasure burst through her as she felt the downy softness and nuzzled into the matte-black of the lioness's shoulder. She had expected everything to be metal and leather, just like her stupid luggage, and she murred ecstatically at how wrong she had been,

"I was so scared...I thought I would hate every minute of this..." she whispered as they walked over the plush carpet. It almost seemed wrong now that she was getting paid for her contracted servitude, and she didn't even look down at the number on her wrist.

"It only get's better from here, my pretty little Quicksilver," the lioness purred deeply.