Mistress
It was a cold, wet day as the feline walked through the mud. She was a female panther anthro, quite tall, wearing a full length dark cloak, under which was a black leather top and shorts which left little to the imagination. She walked swiftly through the mud. Hopping along behind her was a bord like creature the size of a small child, feathers soaked in the pounding rain.
"Mistress, must I walk like this? I'd be much quicker in my anthro form..." The small creature whined.
"After you asked to use my cloak? No, Minion, you can keep stumbling along getting dirty. And you better not get any of that on the floor when we get home." Mistress said calmly. Minion groaned, and kept stumbling along. He knew his mistress, and answering back was something he learned not to do long ago. He kept trudging on until they both came to a large mansion, and stopped.
"Is this the place, Minion?" Mistress asked. He nodded as he tried to shake his feathers off. Mistress knocked hard on the door, and was quickly greeted by a small frog anthro. He bowed, and motioned her in. Mistress walked in slowly, wiping her feet free of mud. "Stay." She commanded, walking deeper into the mansion. Minion nodded, grumbling about the mud on his wings. Mistress walked into a dark room, and stopped.
"Where's the subject?" She asked sternly. A teen skunk anthro stepped forward, wearing nothing but a tagless collar. Mistress stepped around him, inspecting his body, and nodded. "He'll do." She said, stepping behind him. He meeped quietly. He'd heard of her, and knew of what she did to train her slaves. He closed his eyes as if he was about to be executed, and stammered weakly.
"M-m-miss?" Mistress looked up, surprised breifly. "M-m-may I as-ask you something... m-miss?" She walked around him, kneeling down and looking face to face. The skunk boy swallowed, and clenched his fist, summoning up his courage. "If I promise to obey... will you go easy on me?" Mistress paused, thinking. The skunk boy opened an eye, expecting to see her hand speeding towards him. Instead, she looked deeply into his eyes, and gently held his cheek.
"You're saying no matter what I ask, you'll obey?" Mistress enquired softly. The skunk boy relaxed slightly, and nodded. Mistress stood, turning from him and kissing the tip of her tail, as she always did when she was amused. "Then how would you know if I'm going easy on you?" She asked, smiling slightly. The skunk boy opened his mouth to answer, but couldn't find the words. Defeated, he hung his head, accepting his fate. Mistress turned back to him, stroking his cheek softly. "I like this one. He's naive. Gullible. He learns well, and will ask questions. This one will be fun to train." She undid her cloak, and let it fall to the floor. Her elegant curves reflected the light perfectly in her well groomed fur, a shade of black that seemed to melt into the shadows. The skunk boy gasped, eyes tracing slowly over her body. Mistress caught his eyes, causing him to blush deeply. "Hmmm... you like my body, do you?" She whispered softly. The words felt like drums in his ears as he nodded slowly. She moved closer, slowly tracing a paw from her collarbone, between her breasts and stopping just above her crotch, watching as his eyes followed it carefully. She watched as she held her tail between her legs, softly stroking the tip up her body, moaning softly, watching as the skunk boys sheath slowly thickened, the tip of his member slowly rising, the skunk boy gasping as the sensitive skin touched the air. Mistress slowly undid the buttons on her top, hung loosely on her shoulders while it barely covered her breasts. The skunk boy's eyes were glued to her chest she she bent over to take off her shorts, revealing a small pair of panties barely covering her slit. The skunk boys jaw dropped in disbelief as she took off her top, her large breasts seeming to bounce into view. Mistress walked over to the skunk boy, placing her elbows on his shoulders and pushing her breasts into his face, leaning on him. He closed his eyes as he took her weight. "So, what's my pay for this one?" She asked to the frog anthro behind him. She kept in that position on the skunk boy as she talked price over him with the frog, temptation running through his mind while he kept his paws firmly at his side.
For 20 minutes she stood, leaning on him as the skunk boy squirmed softly, his fully erect member leaking softly onto the floor into a small puddle. The puddle slowly grew until it touched Mistress' foot, in which she looked down and smiled. "20 minutes... that's longer than most. What are you, gay or something?" She laughed at the skunk boy. He blushed deeply.
"I'm just trying to restrain myself miss." He blurted out. He suddenly felt a paw around his cock, squeezing tightly, screaming as she twisted it.
"Do you think you're too much for me?" Mistress growled fiercely."I've handled bigger and much moe powerful than you. You're a puny little skunk boy, and you are barely that! Now shut it, before I shut this!" She squeezed harder, making him yelp. He nodded weakly, falling to his knees as he whimpered quietly. Mistress watched him squirming on the floor for a few minutes before turning around and walking out. Minion had just finished getting the mud off his wings before he looked up to see Mistress entering the hall, putting on her cloak.
"Are we leaving now Mistr-" He began, before he was pulled back outside into the rain as she strode quickly through the mud. Minion sighed and began stumbling behind his Mistress. She stopped, sighed, and silently spoke a word. Minion flashed suddenly, and turned into his anthro bird form. Almost immediately he feel to his knees, bowing at his Mistress' feet. "Thank you Mistress! Thank you!" Mistress nudged him with her foot, the usual signal to get up, and continued striding along quickly, closely followed by Minion.
Just another day on the job.