Master & Slave: Risk and Pleasure
#8 of The Master & Slave Chronicles
Author's Note: The following story contains depictions of knife play. Please be advised.
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Shayde let out a wide yawn before snuggling more securely underneath her Master's arm, curling her tail around his and nuzzling his shoulder gently. The pair had just wrapped up with their evening meal; now that all the dishes were done, Dizzles had suggested they settle down on the couch to watch a movie before heading to bed. Some generic action flick had been tossed into the DVD player, and the two curled up before stretching out along the length of the couch.
He had something planned, as always. Watching the lemurfox as she fidgeted slightly to get comfortable, smirking at the yawn and the way her tongue curled slightly before she shut her muzzle, it was taking a lot of his reserve to keep from springing this latest surprise on her too soon. However, he knew from the way she acted around the kitchen that this particular surprise was going to be a real treat for her. Oh, how he was looking forward to the look on her face when he revealed this latest gift...
She looked up at Dizzles, smiled softly at him and leaned close to plant an affectionate kiss on him. He took this as his way to distract her, shifting so that she was laying more on top of him. As his one arm slid along the back of the couch to wrap around his pet's waist and pull her closer, he deepened the kiss, sufficiently distracting the little lemurfox while his free paw slipped under the couch, closing around the gift he'd picked up and pulling it free of its hiding place.
The press of twin points against her collarbone pulled a gasp from her throat, the firm and insistent pressure forcing her to lean back if she wanted to avoid being nicked. Held against her throat was a beautiful ornamental dagger; gleaming in the light, the pommel bore a textured handle that was topped with what appeared to be a gorgon's head. The guardpiece was shaped like dual horns, a coiling pair of serpents adorning the center, their intertwined tails running down the center of the blade. The blade itself was a work of art as well - seperated down the middle by an almost arrowhead-like shape, the serrations along the outer edges appeared almost tribal in design, coming to the dual points now resting lightly against her clavicle. Her eyes widened as her tongue flicked out, moistening her lips as she let out a low mewling sound that drew a throaty chuckle from her Master before he withdrew the dagger and pointed at the bedroom door.
The lemurfox nodded then, hopping up off of her Master and the couch in a flash and darting to the bedroom, shedding her clothing as she went. Again Dizzles would snicker, hoisting himself up and following after her a moment later, making a mental note to get her to clean up her things when they were done. Blue eyes peered into the room, the skunk smirking at the sight of his pet kneeling in the center of the bed, clad solely in the collar that he'd locked around her throat himself, her own orange hues cast down in a show of respect. Her eyes remained focused on her knees, her paws clasped behind her neck, body trembling as he climbed onto the bed behind her and gently traced the points of the dagger in a slow line down her back.
Patterns drawn over and over against her shoulderblades and along her spine; the kiss of sharpened steel finding her sides and curving down along the swell of her hips and upper buttocks to pull a whimper from her throat, her back arching slightly, tail quivering before curling around her knees. Her reaction was exactly as he'd figured it would be, having seen her staring with an obvious longing at the variety of standard kitchen knives she had to use to make their dinner every night. The knowledge that he'd guessed correctly at this more unconventional desire of hers brought a satisfied smirk to his muzzle before he leaned forward, suddenly and quickly grabbing hold of her hair and yanking her head back, the dagger blade now pressed flat against the side of her throat just enough for her to be aware of it.
"Such a naughty little girl you are, Pet," he murmured against her ear, his breath hot as he spoke. "Most girls would be terrified right now, but not you. Sure, you're nervous; who wouldn't be with a knife against their throat? But... where most others would be mewling and crying to be let go due to their fear, you revel in it. In fact... " He let go of her hair then, sliding his paw down over her breasts, squeezing one harshly and drawing a cry from her throat before it moved lower to cup her sex, two fingers sliding inside her with ease as his thumb began working her clit in slow circles, "you seem to outright get off on it. Isn't that right, Pet? The fact that I have a dagger against your neck is turning you on, you filthy little slut... " The last words spilled past his lips in a low growl, his mouth curving into an amused but malicious looking grin before he lowered his muzzle to the bend of her neck, sinking his teeth hard into the tender flesh at the side of her throat.
Her cry echoed through the bedroom as her body stiffened, her legs parting and hips rocking forward to expose the soaking wet inner lips of her pussy, her Master's fingers withdrawing from inside her as he pulled his paw away. A second later, she cried out again at the firm smack of his palm against her sex, the spanking starting out slow but quickly building in intensity. Each blow caused her hips to twitch violently, her back arching to thrust them out to meet her Master's paw as he spanked her sex mercilessly, the blade now trailing down along her collarbone and between her breasts before it was set aside.
As Dizzles set the dagger down beside him, he pulled his muzzle back from her neck, smoothing the matted fur aside to check quickly if he'd drawn blood. Not this time, but the imprints of his teeth were clearly visible, and the place he'd bitten her would likely be dark with a bruise by morning. No matter, she'd always enjoyed being bitten. Again his paw found her hair, fingers closing tightly into the wavy auburn locks as he pulled her back, laying her out flat on the bed with her arms and legs spread. Fastening her securely into the cuffs attached to the four posts of the bed, he tested them once, then looked her over hungrily and picked up the blade again.
Shayde let out a loud moan as Dizzles began to drag the dual points of the dagger over every available surface of her body, her hips rolling in an almost vulgar display of desire and earning her pussy another sharp spank. "No Pet. You get nothing until I've been properly entertained, you know that." A whimper as she nodded, her Master going back to his task and tracing vague patterns over her arms, chest and stomach. The feeling of cold metal against her inner thigh caused her to moan again, the fur there already visibly damp from her growing arousal, the pink inner lips of her pussy swollen from the rough treatment of her Master's hand.
You're not alone, he thought, letting out a strained sigh and leaning back for a moment. His own cock was rock hard, barely restrained by the dark fabric of his jeans. Already having shed his shirt on the way in, the fine white fur covering his chest almost glowed in the dimly lit room. Shifting, he yanked the jeans open and shed them, his cock erect and throbbing, free of its sheathe and extending out from his body. Crystal blue hues roamed over the figure of the creature bound and spread under him, the sight of her body writhing on the bed sending a shiver along his spine. Again, the dagger was picked up, held firmly against her throat and making her moan enticingly as her hips raised up in a wordless plea for him to take her, use her as he deemed fit. A heady rush of power for anyone to experience, and her eyes meeting his with that same plea snapped the last of his restraint.
The dagger was dropped to the floor as the lemurfox was all but impaled by her Master's cock, her cries muffled by his mouth pressed painfully hard against her own as his thrusts came viciously hard and fast. Over and over again he filled her, stretched her; his paws encircled her shoulders, pulling her down against his thrusts and making them that much harder, each one forcing another cry from his pet as he fucked her as hard as physically possible. Faster and faster, never relenting, never gentle, and her orgasm broke a bare moment after he'd begun, her sex growing wetter as her Master all but ravaged her body, the lemurfox straining against her bonds and writhing as a second orgasm began to build.
Shuddering over top of his pet, Dizzles let out a throaty growl as he pulled back, once again burying his muzzle against the side of her neck and sinking his teeth into her. Her sex had tensed so tightly around his cock that he knew he wasn't going to last much longer; as soon as the thought had crossed his mind, he felt his balls tighten, his impending orgasm drawing another growl from him as he sunk his teeth deeper into the side of her neck. Another thrust, two, and he was done, letting out a fiercely primal cry of his own as his cock emptied into her, filling her sex with what felt like an endless stream of hot, sticky cum. His teeth had broken the skin of her throat as he came, the combination of pain and his own orgasm sending her over the edge of hers, her cry almost echoing through the room and the sudden gush of her own fluids soaking the both of them as well as a good sized portion of the bedsheets underneath her. He rode her through it all, his hips rocking hard against hers as the tensing of her sex milked his cock for every last drop of his cum.
Finally, they were both spent, their combined fluids soaking the bed underneath them as he withdrew, smirking as his spend trickling out of her swollen, well-used pussy brought a quiet but satisfied whimper from her. "Now, my Pet... I trust you found that to your liking?" He grinned, leaning over her to undo the cuffs around her wrists and ankles and chuckling as he felt her paws roaming affectionately over his abs before she sat up and wrapped her arms around his waist, nuzzling his chest gently and purring. "I'll take that as a yes... now, how about we finish that movie we started?"