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It was a rather long car ride back from the auction. My Master was well used to traveling by his own admission, but even he seemed rather tired and ready to get out of the car as we got into the city and pulled into his parking garage.

We'd filled the drive with mostly chit-chat, and a bit of music listening towards the end when we both got tired of talking. We talked a bit more about our pasts - mostly me with a few naughty stories. Some the feline seemed to rather like, but others he was a little... disturbed by perhaps. It was all good though. It certainly helped to give me a good list of of what might be fun, and what to avoid with him. That's something that's VERY important to know, especially when getting around to the naughty stuff between a Master and slave. Hit on the wrong kink, or say the wrong thing, and the entire session, if not a good chunk of time afterwards, could be ruined.

As we both slowly and gingerly made our way out of the car and gave a good stretch, I think sex was far from both of our minds though. Well, at least his. My mind was wired from birth to at least have the desire be there at all times. I was always ready to jump up and get into it no matter what the situation might be. But he certainly seemed a little tired as he slowly and sluggishly opened up the trunk and slid my baggage out for me. I quickly reached out and took it from him before he could even think of carrying it inside for me though. He cracked a soft smile at that and just took my leash loosely in his paw instead, pulling me towards the apartment building entrance door.

It was an attached parking garage with a reserved parking space, so the walk wasn't exactly any real distance. We hit the elevators and shot up - not exactly to the top floor, but to a good level up in the building. I was used to everything from Mansions to small apartments myself, so whatever the accommodations were I was sure I could make myself comfortable. Although that didn't stop me worrying, or perhaps just being curious at what my new home would look like. An inner city apartment like this wouldn't be cheap for any decent size, but then again my new Master didn't seem like he was hurting for money either. If that was the case then he would have never gotten me... even if I did go for a steal. I knew I'd see it all soon enough though as the cheetah extended his paw and put his key into the lock, giving it a few twists. The front door slowly cracked open as he slowly said with a welcoming, relieved sigh, "Home sweet home slave..."

I let the cheetah go first of course before I stepped into the decently sized apartment's living room, taking a quick scanning look around the place. It was far from a mansion, but in the heart of the city like this it was a pretty good place to live. There was a sizable living room with an attached kitchen down towards one end. And as I looked the other way there was a hallway leading to the bathroom, a few other doors, and probably the Master bedroom I would imagine. The decor wasn't all too bad either, although it did look a little bland. No real personality to it as the paintings and furnishings looked almost like a hotel. It was as if the cheetah had just paid some company to come in and 'make it look nice'. Not that it looked bad of course, but it was all standard stuff that showed me he really wasn't home all that much to care. Although the one Metallica poster did stand out rather nicely by the entertainment center - a nice splattering of black and red against the normal white and soft colors in the room.

"It's very nice Master," I say back after a moment to take it all in, holding my bag firmly in my paw all the while. But soon enough I feel a tug on my leash to get me moving again. "A nice size for the center of the city, that's for sure," I added in with a soft smile back at him.

"Yeah," he adds back with a tired sigh, "I know it's no penthouse suite, but as I said I'm working up to it. Won't be but a few more years, so don't get TOO comfy..." Those words actually sent a nice bit of shine through my body after reaching my large ears. The way he said it implied that he was planning on keeping me around for a few more years to see it, which was certainly welcomed news to me. Whether that was just an empty promise or something he really meant I suppose time would tell, but for now it made me smile wildy.

Thankfully the feline didn't see too much of it as he continued giving me the tour of the place. He lead me through the living room and towards the hallway with its branching room and doors, showing off his office and file room, and then his own Master bedroom. They were all decent sized rooms, with the Master bedroom having a King sized bed right in the middle as well as a large TV perched up in front of it. "You'll be sleeping here..." he starts teasingly, laying a paw on his bed and pausing for a good few moments. "...When you earn it," he finally finishes with a little smirk, probably watching my face twist a bit suddenly with the flop of fortunes. He gave me a tug back to lead me down to another door in the hallway. With a twist of his wrist he opened it up, leading me into a much smaller but still cozy room. "This will be yours, for now," he adds, pulling me towards him and softly ordering me to drop my suitcase.

"Make yourself at home," he adds in as he more or less shows off the small room with a wave of his paw. It was nothing special again. A simple twin bed up against a small window overlooking the building beside us. A small desk with a few boxes stashed on it was over in the corner, looking like they were leftovers from another room. A small TV was on the edge of the desk facing the bed as well. And that was about it. But I wasn't used to having much, so it was all I needed... especially since I hoped I wouldn't be spending too much time in here alone.

"Thank you Master," I say politely as I slide down onto a knee. I reach out my paw and grasp the edge off my suitcase tightly, tugging it towards me and starting to spin it around to get at the zipper. But before I could reach it I got a firm tug up on my leash which shot me back up onto my feet with a quick jolt.

"That is..." he adds back as he pulls my neck and muzzle almost up to his. He was a few inches taller than me though, so my chin ended up resting down on his chest as my eyes focused up and onto his. His gaze was quick to begin piercing into me as I could feel his hot and heavy breathing right over my nose and muzzle. All the while that leash slowly curled up around his paw, cutting the slack down inch after inch until there was only a few inches of play left. "That is after we take care of some business first..." he adds with a wide grin crossing his face.

He'd looked so tired coming out of the car that I didn't think something like this would happen without a good night's rest. But he seemed to have found a fire down inside him somewhere as his muzzle and posture started to light up a bit. I knew exactly what he meant by 'business' of course. Well, maybe not exactly, but I had an idea as I started to get some good and heavy spit ready in my own muzzle. I gave a soft nod back at him, and then cracked a confident smile before saying a little forwardly, "Where shall I begin Master?"

"You can start down on your knees slave!" he calls out, tugging me back down as he straightens out his arm towards his side. The firm pull made my knees buckle, sending me down firmly onto my well used kneecaps once again with a little thud.

I looked up at him slowly and just nodded, not needing any more instruction. Slowly my paws began to work up his legs with a few soft rubs over his dress pants, seeing if that was indeed what he was after. As a little bit of a purr and a moan started to leak out of the feline's mouth, I could tell I was right on the mark. Up his shins, over his knees, and then onto his thighs my paws went, slowly teasing the feline as they inched higher and higher on his frame. And soon enough they both hit his belt at nearly the same time. In a flash it was undone and hanging there loosely at his groin. The speed of his belt's undoing seemed to surprise him as he let out a little bit of a gasp at the sight. "My... you know your way around belts, don't you slave?" he added with another firm tug on my leash to drive my muzzle in closer to his groin.

"Mmmmph, you could say that Master," I add back, not stopping there as my fingers were quick to slide up to the button on his slacks. I made quick work of that as well, before gently wiggling the zipper down by pulling both pant flaps to the sides. It was the slow way to pull down a zipper, and it dragged out the act a good bit longer. But I could tell the feline was loving the teasing as he let out a slightly heavier purr all the while.

Once the zipper was as low as it could go I began to slide one paw back up. I slid up to the now rather apparent bulge in his underwear before quickly slipping past it with only a quick grope to that warm flesh. My paw continued its journey on back towards his rump, loosening the fabric around his hips as I broke the static tension between his pants and underwear. I watched those slacks gently slide loose and continue on down his legs, crumpling down into a puddle at his ankles rather quickly afterwards. As I heard the belt and slacks clank to the ground it made me give out a quick smirk at the job well done. I slowly turned my gaze up and towards the cheetah as well, seeing the approval shining back on his face as well. That left the feline in only his own dress shirt and boxers, quite the familiar and welcomed sight to me after all the businessmen I'd pleasured over the years.

I continued to smile happily as I watched the feline's own paws reach down to give me a pat on the head, and then slowly slide back up towards his collar. There they made their own well trained passes of the buttons as he began to loosen his shirt. But it was almost as if he was trying to tease me in return now as his nimble fingers went slow and steady, gently easing each button out of their hole. In an effort to counter his teasing, I quickly pressed my paw back to that ever growing bulge, feeling the outline of his cock growing in those boxers with each pump of his heart. He might have been tired, but he was still needy... and from now on it was my job to make sure he was taken care of.

My mouth was still forming and saving up some good spit as his shirt started to come unbuttoned. And finally, mercifully, he popped open the last of the lower buttons and pulled his shirt flaps to the side. I got a good look at the feline's chest and belly as I took a small pause to gaze upwards with a cute little sound exclaiming my surprise. He was no track star like most cheetahs seemed to be, but I wouldn't exactly call him fat either. There was a little bit of a belly, and not exactly what I would call definition under his fur. But he was far from bad looking. I'd certainly had to pleasure much worse in my times as a slave, so I considered myself lucky.

I shot him a happy smile at that sight and then focused my gaze back down on his underwear once again. I reached up with both of my paws and placed them against his hips, before slowly sliding them down towards that now throbbing bulge. I let out a rather happy moan as that cock bulge grew and grew with my teasing, pulsing firmly through the fabric with every pump from his heart. Soon enough the outline reached a size even bigger than what I was expecting as well, and still it kept on getting firmer and bigger all the while. I let out a little gasp as my paw finally squeezed around the frame of the member, realizing just how much meat there really was. I let out a happy murr at the sensation, all too happy to give it another firm squeeze as my hot breath started to fall over it as well.

One of the things I was worried about leading up to the auction was getting a Master that was too small for me. I was rather well used, there was no doubt about it. Below a certain cock size it was rather... unstimulating for both me and my partner. But this feline looked as if he might just work as I could feel my maw drooling a bit at the bulging sight. And I was more than happy to find out as I slowly reached up to that waistband and started to peel it down. Slowly that tip peaked on out from beneath his underwear, and the rest of that shaft followed as I gave a final heavy pull down to release it all at once.

I let out another happy moan as my eyes finally caught sight of it in person. The big pink shaft was a mix of feline and human, tapered in its tip with a good few barbs already bristling in excitement. It bulged out a good bit as the shaft started and pick up though, coming down to a sheathless base with a thick and heavy length holding the mass of the beast up. Overall it had to be at least a good 8 to 9 inches, with probably a good two and change inches of girth as well. I couldn't ask for much more from a feline as I leaned in to give it a small but happy little kiss with my lips.

"Mmmm, that's one reason why I got you slave," he adds with a grin, reaching down to lift up his cock up before letting it slap down onto my cheek and muzzle. "I figured you'd have no problem with this. Unfortunately not everyone is built to handle it..."

I didn't wanna break it to him that any slave coming out of my 'slave school class' could handle that cock with relative ease, so I simply gave him another happy smile and a little nuzzle against it. "It's beautiful Master," I add with a rather sincere rub of my cheek against it, adding in a soft lick to just get my first real taste of it. "I think it'll work rather nicely."

"Glad to hear bunny," he adds, gripping my leash harder as he pushes his cock head against my cheek with a few firm grinds himself. After making sure my cheek fur was nice and matted with a touch of his pre, he gave a heavy pull forwards on my leash. That sent his cock shooting up and over my muzzle, laying a little trail of slimy pre over my face and between my eyes. "Mmmmph, but it's not gonna suck itself though..." he says with a little groan. "Open up those lips and let me see just how well trained you really are..."

I was all too happy to show him as I gently opened up my muzzle and leaned back, feeling the cheetah give me a little slack on my leash to do so. I gently pressed my lips over and onto that cock tip, sliding them over it and giving the bristley tip a little kiss all the while. Although it seemed the cheetah had enough of my teasing by this point. Before I could get any real good spit planted onto the tip of that cock, I felt a firm pressure around my neck pulling me forwards onto it. At the same time his hips thrusted forwards, sending that cock double time between my lips and into my hot, slick muzzle.

It was quickly met by my tongue and a good bit of suction as I pulled my cheeks in, making sure to caress that member in every soft fleshy inch I possibly could. And the feline seemed to love it as a heavy moan shot from his lips, stopping about halfway in just to enjoy the tingle and sensation around it. I made sure to not let him rest though, giving back a few heavy sucks to that cock as my tongue was quick to slide through and between all those barbs. I gave each little protrusion a quick flick before moving to the next one, and before long I had the feline standing up on his toes from the pleasure.

"Mmmph, fuck..." he cried out with his paw clenching noticeably tighter around my leash. He wasn't pulling it forwards though, just letting his paw squeeze tight and get a firmer hold on the leather from the sensations shooting through him. "You... are good," he adds back with a little shiver, his knees even starting to shake just a bit as I kept the assault up. It wasn't my fault he had never experienced a blowjob from a slave-trained cock sucker though. That euphoric initial rush of getting his cock pleased the RIGHT way for the first time would leave a nice mark on his brain for sure. Although that also meant I'd have to keep the pace up for the first few weeks - making sure he consistently got more and more pleasure to keep him on his toes.

That was all fine by me as I gave him a gentle smirk and little mumble around that cock, groaning gently as I pushed my shoulders down to straighten out my neck a bit. From there it was a nice deep breath through my nostrils, and a firm push down. Inch after inch of cock barged into my throat as it opened it up nicely, spreading around that thick and barbed length. Barbs were never the easiest thing to handle deep in your throat, leaving a scratching and almost tickling sensation on the way in and especially back out. But this was far from the first feline I had pleasured like this. My experience showed brightly as I kept pushing all the way to the base without so much as a little gargle. I even puckered up and gave the felines musky groin fur a nice little kiss when my lips first reached down that far.

That really made him jump up a good bit as my throat wrapped around that cock nice and tightly. I made sure to keep the pressure on every inch of his length as I held myself down at his groin for just a second. My lungs did a rather good job of holding my breath, and I was relaxed enough with that large mass in my throat to even casually give a little swallow around it. I waited to see if the cheetah had any other commands or comments to make, looking up at him cutely with just a small smile on my face and my muzzle full of his impressive cock. But it seemed he was a little busy with the sensation to give me much in return other than a few heavy gasps and moans. Perhaps this was the first time he was ever deep throated by anyone ever as well. He had a decent sized cock for sure, so it would be a little tough to handle for someone who wasn't as experienced as I was. So I simply let him enjoy it for another few moments before finally sliding my lips back to that tip without missing a beat. I took another filling breath into my lungs, and remained calm and casual as I slurped down all the way to the male's groin once again.

My paws slowly slid up to the feline's thighs all the while as I worked, more to brace him than to brace myself at this point. He seemed to be lost in a sea of sensation, and his body squirmed rather firmly as I started off with a few full, slow bobs. He gasped and moaned almost continuously even as I continued with the steady pace, trying not to show off TOO much and just keep myself relaxed. It was by far the best way to give a blowjob. Slow, confident, and rhythmic. At least for the one giving it. And the cheetah didn't seem to mind the controlled pace instead of a furious rush to get him off either. He was still busy letting his mind catch up to everything that was going on as his unfocused gasps and breaths rang on out through the room. I was more than happy to keep him on that edge though, sliding some of his thigh fur through my fingers and sucking in deep whenever that cock tip found itself inside my cheeks once again.

It was always hard to judge time when sucking on a cock. Time could either slow to a crawl if it was a hard or rough task, or speed up and fly by if I had good control over it. I'd say a good 5 minutes of this treatment and the feline was finding it hard to hold back though. He was up on his tippy toes almost constantly with his paw straining to grip harder and harder on that leash all the while. It was obvious he was trying to hold himself back, not wanting to show that he was about to blow from just a quick and simple blow job. In order to help him out a bit and not let him make a fool of himself, I did my part to slow down my sucks and slurps as well. I left my muzzle and throat as open as they could be for him as well, lessening the sensation around his shaft with each deep plunge into it. The heavy slurps and sucks calmed to a gentle tug and then just a wash over of that cock with my tongue, leaving it to tingle instead of throb with need. My lips lessened their grasp over it, and my heated moans around it slowed to a soft whimper, letting the feline just slowly go along with the ride.

That lasted about another five minutes before even that wasn't enough. Once again the feline was climbing up onto his toes while his heavy pants and purrs shot out through the small room. He wasn't the loudest partner I'd ever been with for sure, but I did love the way the feline's own moans and groans reverberated around the room. Hopefully his neighbors wouldn't mind them. I had no doubt they'd be coming quite regularly from now on. Not to mention the noise of everything else that might be going on up here. Hopefully the walls were decently sound proofed...

I enjoyed taking the feline at my own pace, letting him give me the reigns to show off my talents. But it wasn't like a Master to let go of control for too long. Eventually he slowly began to take control back, trying to busy his mind with something to keep it off the pleasure and impending orgasm. He quickly began to add a little pump of his hips every once in a while to throw me off my cool and collected game, showing that he was not totally paralyzed by my attack. Not that it really threw me for much to be fair, but it certainly did add the occasional sloppy throaty groan as I slid myself back into place afterwards. I recovered quickly with every thrust he gave me, making sure to push out a nice loud moan to show the feline it was okay and I could handle it. It was him who seemed he couldn't though. After a few of those thrusts I felt my leash get a firm tug backwards, slipping my muzzle off that cock completely with a loud wet pop.

I gave out a few heavy pants as my lungs certainly didn't mind the rush of fresh air. Or at least as fresh as the air gets between someone's sex-starved musky legs. I gave a cute look up at the feline as I didn't even bother wiping the spit off my chin. I simply let it mat down my fur as I presented myself to him in all my sloppy glory. He just smiled back down and gave me a soft pat between my floppy ears, panting even harder than I was it seemed. "You are... amazing," is all he said, making me crack a wide smile and glisten at those words.

"Thank you Master," I add back with a bow of my head before looking up again. "It's my honor to be in your service." So far things were going rather well, and it certainly was my honor to be in the cheetah's home. I couldn't have asked for a much better Master if I tried to be honest. Of course there was still time to find out all his dark secrets, but for the moment it seemed both of us were rather content with our choices during the day.

"Mmmmph, oh shut it ya sweet talking slut..." he adds back, playfully trying to push off the fact that he was probably blushing on the inside from hearing that. As if to further hide it he grabbed his cock with his paw and gave me a few spit stained smacks on both of my cheeks.

"Now," he starts again as he finishes, leaving his pulsing cock dangling right in front of my lips once again. He lets out a little shiver and a little sigh himself before taking some time to cool down as well, letting that need to orgasm fade just a touch. "I wanted to try that ass of yours too, but... all the driving today has made me a little sore."

I tried my best to hide a little smirk at that, figuring that wasn't exactly the reason. He probably just didn't want to blow so soon and look a little foolish while topping his new slave. But I did my best to listen in and nod slowly, giving another soft nuzzle to that cock as it glistened and throbbed in front of me.

"That doesn't mean I'm not getting a piece of it though," he adds with a grin, letting a little slack off my leash as he takes a step back. "How good are you at riding a cock bunny boy?"

It felt odd to be called 'boy' as it had been quite a long time since I'd heard those words uttered towards me. But I supposed I rather liked hearing them again to be honest. It almost made me blush a bit and feel more... youthful. I quickly rose up on my knees and said back, "These legs were made for bouncing Master."

And, as if to demonstrate it, I pushed my hands to the ground for balance and jumped up into a squat rather quickly. It was more than just a display for the feline though as I made sure to get in a good stretch as well. Nothing was worse than having to stop mid-session because of a cramp. But the little jump also showed off just how toned and powerful my legs really were. I gave a few more shallow bounces, letting my muscles know they were about to get used, before looking back up at the feline. "I think it'll be the best ride you've ever gotten Master."

"If that cock sucking is any indication, I don't doubt it..." he adds with a grin, letting my leash simply drop to the floor as he started to walk over towards the bed. He spun around and took a nice seat on the edge, patting his thighs and giving me quite the inviting stare. "Well then bunny boy, hop on up here and work for your load."

I smiled widely at that as I slowly put my paws on my thighs. I pushed up and rose back onto my feet, giving the cheetah a little lick of my lips as I strolled on over towards him with a few slow, calculated steps. Of course I wasn't going to pass up this opportunity to get in a little tease or two, and I was pretty good at it I must say. I didn't hold back either, doing my best to make sure my new Master's cock throbbed hotly with each teasing wag of my hips. But a good hip-swaying walk was only the beginning. I slowly reached up to my chest as well, popping open button after button on my shirt much as he did earlier. Each button down was another small, teasing step forwards as I narrowed my gaze and gave a sexy grin back at him all the while. By the time I'd made it over to him my shirt was draped open, showing off my well toned chest and stomach rather proudly.

"Mmmph, fuckin' hot..." he says back, letting out another soft feline noise as my paws finally drifted away from my shirt. I let it drape open and over my sides while my paws reached down towards my shorts, slowly popping that button open with a soft little moan. I gave myself the same sexy treatment I'd given him earlier, pulling the flaps of my pants apart slowly before lowering that zipper with the force created. With a few cute wiggles my pants slowly peeled off my own hips, falling down into a soft pile on the floor beneath me. I took a second to take a small step out of them, leaving only my thong to covering any sense of decency on me.

I let him enjoy my front side for a second or two as his eyes shot down, almost mesmerized by what I had to offer in my newly exposed groin. It wasn't much to be fair, but I did manage to fill out a thong decently with a nice shapely bulge I liked to think. Especially when I was getting just a little bit aroused myself from all the teasing and cock sucking. But I didn't let him stare too long before slowly leaning on in and pressing my chest gently against his. My hips and legs were quick to follow, sliding on in beside him and straddling his body as I worked my way up onto the bed. I added in a bit more pressure from my chest on his, gently pushing him back to give myself some space to work with. And as his elbows slowly slid behind him to support both of us with our new angle, I gave my lips a little sexy lick only inches from his face. I wiggled my rump and hips up and over his just a little bit more before finally starting to pull my own chest back. That let my hips and groin slide forwards with the shift, pressing right up against his thick and throbbing cock. With a little moan I gave my hips a few grinds as well, sliding that slick shaft up between my concealed balls and over my own cock.

"Mmmph, fuck..." he cried out as I felt another shiver run through him. He quickly let his body fall firmly against the mattress as his paws shot out, aimed right for my own grinding hips. He was quick to help me out with the grinds, slowly rubbing my slender and toned body back and forth over his needy erection. His paws dug into my flesh with as firm of a grip as he'd given my leash earlier, pushing down into the muscle and even bone as he certainly made sure to keep a strong grip. I watched as his eyes shot all over the place in the meantime, staring up and down from my bulge, to my chest, and even up into my own focused eyes staring right back down at him. Slowly I worked my paws up and onto his shoulders after trailing them through his sides and chest, finalizing my position with another little slutty grind down against him.

"That's what I'm working on..." I add with a small grin in response to his last quick statement. I watch him smirk back with another firm wiggle of my hips over his groin, feeling that cock throb yet another time over my junk.

But before I could rise on up and start to impale myself on that spit soaked cock, I suddenly felt him push a paw to my chest, stopping me dead. "Hold on," he adds as if he'd just thought of something. "Go into my room, into my closet, and grab a tie."

That sudden request kind of made me hesitate for a bit, and it only got worse when he reached up to unclip not just my leash, but my entire collar. He was quick to ball it up and toss both the leash and collar casually to the side of the bed, as if he was going to worry about it later. I gave him a curious look once more as I felt the fur on my bare neck start to tingle and itch, not used to being without a collar for too long. But the longer I gazed back and didn't move, the more I could see his eyes narrow at me. "Did you hear me slave?!?" he finally adds with a little grumble at my hesitation. His hips gave me a firm thrust up to make my slender frame rise and fall with the sudden pump of his lap, as if trying to shake me off him.

"Mmmph, yes Master..." I said back with a little squeak after getting 'scolded'. I quickly slid back and off his lap with a firm shimmy, planting my large feet firmly onto the ground with a strong double thud. I did however make sure to wiggle my rump back at him as I turned and walked quickly out of the room, heading towards his with a good spring in my step. I made a quick beeline for the closet, not wanting to give the feline TOO much of a break while I was gone. It was organized decently enough, so I had little trouble finding the ties and snagging the first one I saw. I was no stranger to tying ties myself, although it had been a little bit since I was dressed up. But after a few attempts I had a good knot down as I pulled it tightly against my neck, making up for the loss of the collar. I gave myself a quick look in the mirror and made a few adjustments before smiling happily at the look. Business casual bunny, about to ride a nice thick feline cock... perhaps staying late at the office and going in for a 'raise' while no one was around. It was a nice little fantasy that I wasn't too surprised to hear from the feline. And somehow I felt that this would be far from the last time I was dressed like this...

But nevertheless I quickly made my way back into the other room, catching the cheetah putting a small bottle of lube back onto the end table by the bed. His cock was now shining even more eagerly for me as I took a few steps forwards, going back to my slow and alluring walk with my eyes focused in on him yet again. "How's this Master?" I added, lifting up the tie with a paw and then letting it fall back down onto my open chest, feeling it settle in nicely between my pecs.

"Mmmph, not bad..." he adds, giving his cock one last sloppy stroke before patting his thigh. "But needs just one adjustment..." He waited until I was seated on him much like I was before to reach up and loosen my tie a good bit, leaving it with a good bit of play around my neck. "Mmmph, now it's fuckin' perfect..." he adds, tying the tiny end firmly underneath the rest of the tie to secure it loose and open permanently. He was quick to try it out too as he grasped the business end of the tie and gave it a firm tug, sending my neck and muzzle down close to his for a sudden, almost surprise kiss.

But he dodges out of the way at the last moment, perhaps not ready to go up to that level of intimacy quite yet. He does however send my muzzle into his shoulder with a little grunt escaping out of me in the process. My own shoulder took most of the impact though as it runs firmly against his chest, leaving us locked together for just a moment. Satisfied that the tie will work for what he wants, he gives me a firm push up on my shoulder to set me back into position. His paw wraps itself around the end of that tie a few times to hold it firmly, and then he leans up just a bit and softly says, "Now you can ride me bunny." Those soft, almost whispered words make me smile as I give him one final grind back against that slick cock with my own hips.

"Thank you Master," I say proudly with a little puff out of my chest. Slowly I rise on up with a firm push on my knees and slide my hips forwards a little bit more as well. My own groin was just about grinding into his belly as I wiggled my hips around, starting to feel the tip of his cock rubbing up and down my ass crack. I reached back with a paw to slowly pull the strap of my thong to the side, laying it over one of my toned cheeks before letting it snap down into position. That gives the feline's cock full access to my warmest and deepest depths as that barbed tip rubbed back and forth, searching for its target hole. I teased him a bit more with a few gentle 'misses' of that hole, but I didn't drag it out too long. Eventually I lined up that cock with my rump hole without even a paw to help it along, as I'd done probably a million times before. With a sudden and firm push back and down, half of that cock slurped up through my clenching pucker and into my well used rump.

I wasn't kidding when I said I was decently used, and the feline certainly found that out rather quickly. His cock slurped up and inside me nice and easy, although I made sure to give it a firm squeeze from the moment it pushed in. I took a little gasping pause after the sudden push, holding steady over the first half of that cock as we both caught our breath. I added in a few soft squeezes and massages with my inner muscles as I let the feline's brain catch up with all the sensations as well. It's not like he seemed to mind the easy entry through - quite the opposite. He let out a happy little growl at the new warmness around him as his free paw moved down to my hip, digging into my flesh firmly with its squeeze.

"Mmmmph, been a long time... since I slid into a hole like that..." he adds back with a grin, pulling down on my tie with one paw and leading my hip with his other. The dual pull makes my hips finally press against his lap while the rest of that cock was fed in with a nice hungry slurp. I gave out a cute little groan as my insides did have to shift around a little bit to accommodate the cock, but it wasn't anything I hadn't dealt with before. Not to say I didn't love it of course. My brain was hard-wired to love it, and love using my love of it to give others pleasure. But the sudden surprise of the stuffing only took a second to pass before my body was right on top of it again, squeezing happily around that cock base all the way up towards the tip deep inside of me.

"Mmmmph, I'm glad you like it Master..." I add with another little moan myself. I made sure to arch my back as much as the pressure on my tie would let me, putting on a slightly slutty display for him all the while. I took a few more moments to add in a few deep wiggles, squeezes, and groans before saying back, "And I know you'll make... good use of it for sure."

"You're fucking right I will," he adds with a grin and a growl, thrusting up and lifting me into the air just a bit with his own hip power. I gasped a bit as that cock slid out a few inches at the apex of the thrust, but quickly found itself inside me once again when I landed. And once my ass slapped back down onto his thighs once again, I couldn't help but let out a heavy moan either. My ass once again took in the few inches of cock that had left, sending a shiver of pleasure up both of our spines. He took a second to enjoy his own particular sensation, but I could tell the feline was ready to get down to it by the way he glared at me and growled a little bit. He was quick to pull my muzzle back in towards his, glaring into my eyes as he ordered, "Now make like a bunny and start bouncing!"

But his firm order wasn't quite enough for him. As if to give me another reason to get my body moving his free paw quickly slid down towards my bulge, slowly digging into my underwear to grab a firm hold of my cock. Once locked tightly around the small but fully hard shaft, he snapped it out over the top of my thong strap with a quick tug. This left my shaft free to hang and throb just above him as I gave out a surprised, but still happy groan.

I didn't even say anything back to that act, or even the order before it. I didn't have to. I let my legs and hips do all the talking for me as I slowly gave a firm push up. I could feel those barbs and that cock tip slowly dragging over my insides as I did, pulling gently all over my tunnel as I pulled up further and further. I made sure to keep my rump as tight as I could around that cock as well all the while. I even grit my teeth just a bit, squeezing my anal ring firmly as I dragged almost every last inch of shaft through my pucker. I stopped my ascent right at the base of the head, feeling some of the barbs start to tickle and poke at my pucker. I gave one more extra firm squeeze around that head before driving down rather quickly back onto the rest of the shaft. With a heavy gasp I sunk all the way down in a rather fluid slap into his lap, making sure to keep as much pressure as I could around that shaft as I did.

I gave out a little cute grunt as my ass cheeks slapped against his thighs and my cock slapped softly against his chest, sending a ripple all through my body at the strong pump. The feline himself was a little more surprised at my sudden drop back down though. It made him let out a happy little roar which was left ringing in my ears for a few more seconds afterwards. But I didn't give him the chance to really savor that first bounce as I quickly pushed on up and dropped down again. It took me a few rounds to get the height and speed just right, but before long I had found a sweet spot. There was just enough travel that it left a good rubbing sensation all over that cock, but I could still fire off my bounces nice and fast if I needed to.

I slid one of my paws forwards to lay it softly down on the feline's chest, and I slid the other one back to gently press against his thigh. With that dual approach I had all the angle and leverage I needed. I leaned back a bit, feeling his grip on my tie lessen all the while as I got myself into a good rocking motion. And I could only grin widely as both of our moans really started to rain through the air, pleasantly luring me into a nice steady pace of slick, sloppy bounces on that thick feline cock.

I tried not to start out too fast, wanting to build up to a big finish of course. I kept my pumps in control and natural, letting my body work it's way over that cock as best as the angles, position, and our body shapes could allow. Not that the feline seemed to mind in the slightest as he was already a mess of heavy pants, growls, and moans after the first 30 seconds or so. I pushed myself right up to the edge of the feline's orgasm point, or as best as I could gauge it from my few moments alone with him. And then, once I thought he was ready to blow, I slowly eased back and gave him a nice pause and grind against his groin to help the sensation fade a bit. Back up with a few more strong pumps, and then another little break to help spread out the sensation all over his member. I gazed down at him all the while with half open eyes to see him squirming and fighting off his orgasm time and time again, smirking softly to myself between the slutty noises I was adding in to further heighten the atmosphere.

There was a rather heated mix of my own moans, pants, and groans floating around the room while the feline's soft rawrs, grunts, and deep breaths helped to add some bass and depth to all the naughty noise. Not to mention the bed's heavy resistance at all the thrusting up and down - squeaking and groaning almost as much as either of us were. And of course there were the firm smacks of my rump back down against the feline's thighs ringing out loudly as well. They added in nicely with the wet and sloppy slurps my pucker made over that thick, throbbing feline's shaft. And the wet pops coming from my front added in a nice little accent as my cock slapped down into the same wet, pre-soaked patch of fur on his belly with each firm push down. It was a wonderful set out sounds, and the neighbors had better get used to hearing them rather quickly. Because judging from the feline's reactions so far, I had a good feeling this would be a daily thing if not more.

I wasn't sure just what lube he ended up using, but it was a good choice in his book. It probably helped to draw out the session for more than just a minute or two. It was slick, VERY slick, and let his shaft slide almost effortlessly in and out of my bouncing rump. It was a bit too slick for my liking to be honest, but it did deaden the dragging sensation of the feline's member through my insides enough to keep him from going over the edge. Although it never took him long to get right up at the edge again after one of my little pauses. It seemed like he was more and more tortured with each bounce I made on him, especially when I kept the pace up and didn't give him a little grinding break anymore. I did my best to keep myself relaxed and casual all the while, again trying to help him out and not have him explode right off the bat. But there was only so much I could do to lessen the sensation. There was still a hot cock in a warm and wet hole. The primitive mind took over at some point from the cognitive mind, making the body want to do what it was designed to do.

I did release my inner muscles a bit, letting that cock pump back and forth through my well battered insides with less and less sensation around it. But I'd learned quickly in my slave school that the heat of someone's flesh wrapped around a member, those continuous naughty slurping noises, and the rhythmic bouncing of a bed... it all added together to make a good orgasm. It wasn't just about cock stroking sensation. And all those other factors were rather hard to limit and still let the feline enjoy the ride. So I did what I could, but I left it mostly up to him to find a way to keep pushing on.

And to my surprise he did for a bit - his face and groans telling me he was on the edge while his balls continued to remain full. And as I finally felt him catch up with his sensations and start thrusting up to meet my bounces, I was all too happy to help keep his mind busy with a few other things. "You've got... a great cock Master..." I added in between some of my own deep breaths and moans, squeezing his shoulder firmly as I continued to use it for a good bit of leverage. "Best one I've ridden... in quite a long time..."

He looked up at me a little confused at first, as if struggling to figure out if I was trying to help him or make him blow even earlier with the praise. But soon enough he just smirks and snarls a little bit, thankful for something to take his mind off the pleasure. He rolls his hips up into me and says back with a few pants, "Mmmmph, and you sure do... ride like a pro bunny bitch. Best purchase I've made... in quite some time..."

I simply smiled happily at that as I felt his paw move back around to my rump. It gave me a secure hold, letting me know the feline was taking back control for the big finale. And I was all too happy to give it back to him. I could start to feel the resistance as his paw began to limit my bounces, picking the pace up with his own thrusts and hammering into me faster and faster. The feeling of the feline finally taking a bit more control lead to my slutty little moans increasing a good bit, sending a few naughty back-arching shivers through my body. I could feel my ears flopping over my back and shoulders with each pump as well, trying to decide whether to bounce in front or behind me with the intense treatment. It started to get so intense that I could feel my own cock slightly straining as well, leaking out heavily onto his belly with each hard slap of his hips against my ass.

I could tell he was very close, and this was his final barrage. The hard pumps of his hips proving he could fuck like any beast, and my rump telling him right back I could take it like a good slut. Back and forth they fought, one trying to get a firmer hold over the other, before finally I felt the feline start to win. He held my hips in place and did the final honors himself, thrusting up into my ass with a few hard and heavy pumps as another snarl hit his face. Quickly and suddenly, as he was gasping and groaning for breath, he leaned his chin up and eyed me hungrily with a firm stare. Seeing me moaning hard and drooling from the corner of my muzzle was all it took for the feline to let out a slightly muffled roar and give a few final hard thrusts up against my well battered rump. Those final firm slaps sent shockwaves through my hips, spine, and the rest of my body as it was almost like he was trying to drive his cock straight through me. But my insides could take it, and were all too happy to wrap around that shaft and milk out a few hot, creamy shots of pent up feline cum.

I couldn't really feel the pulses and cummy spurts themselves, but I knew it had to be one hell of a powerful orgasm as the feline's own back arched and his tail went rigid behind me. He let out a few heavy huffs and hisses into the air above him as his whole body was assaulted with a burst of tension. Every muscle was stretched and tight as he released what he had to give, and then slowly began to relax himself after a few moments right on the edge. His hips were first to slowly settle back down onto the edge of the bed, and his feet and arms started to relax their tension as well soon after. Finally his jaw started to close back up, shutting his gaped open mouth and letting his head fall back down onto the bed with a few heavy gasps.

He gave a soft and relieved look over my frame after a few more moments to recover, cracking a soft smile at everything that had happened. There I was, still moaning and smiling happy as I gave him a few final shallow bounces on that cock to further draw out his pleasure. He takes a look at everything from my own throbbing and messy cock up to my sweat glistening ears and forehead before letting out a few final heavy huffs. "I'm sorry if I... went to fast for ya..." he adds out slowly, almost looking a little embarrassed as his already flushed cheeks got a little redder. Whether he was talking about his fucking speed, or the time it took him to orgasm I wasn't sure. But regardless I couldn't help but chuckle softly at his apology.

"You have nothing to be sorry about Master," I add with a final happy bounce over his groin. "I'm yours to enjoy to your heart's content. Whether that's fast or slow, long or short, the only thing I'm worried about is that you had a good time."

He just smirks and reaches a paw behind me, giving my ass a firm slap at my comment. It made me yelp a bit and slide on up that cock a few inches, before settling right back down towards his groin with a firm grind against it. "Mmmmph, slut," he adds with a small crack of a grin himself. "Bet you're used to it by now anyway..."

"Quite..." I add with a little wink, and then gently slide my chest back down against his to take a little breather myself. Both of our breaths were still quite heavy, and our minds were still spinning at quite the pace. Even though I didn't cum myself, it was still a rush to be able to get my Master to go all the way. It felt as if I did cum to be honest as I was all too happy laying there and feeling his cock still gently throbbing away, rising and falling with his heavy breathing. And this new angle was enough to slip my own cock back into my thong, letting it tent it out just a bit before my erection slowly started to fade into my own afterglow.

He slowly slides that paw up from my ass as I lean on in against him, patting me softly on the back and just enjoying the moment for a bit. I totally leave him to it, doing little more than adding in my own heavy breaths and the occasional wiggle and squeeze around him. As both of our breathing returns to normal, I could hear him clear his throat and say softly up into one of my large ears, "That was... probably the best session I've ever had..."

I could've taken the comment with a heartwarming awww and a cute little blush, and I did to a little extent at first. The only difference was that I added in afterwards, "Mmmm, you don't get out much, do you?"

I had a feeling it was coming, but when I felt that firm slap to my ass again I couldn't help but yet out another heavy squeak, squeezing tightly around his slowly shrinking cock from the sharp sensation. "Smart ass..." he adds with a grin. "Don't make me gag you...."

I don't say anything that might get me in more trouble after that. I just slowly pulled back my sweaty chest away from his, giving him a soft wink in the process. There was another little pause in the conversation as the feline finally caught his breath, letting his paws slowly slide up and down my body to more thoroughly see just what he'd gotten himself into. I added a few soft squirms myself, arching this and flexing that as the paws enjoyed the closeness in his afterglow. My paws weren't exactly stagnant themselves either, brushing softly through his chest, stomach, and side fur as we both enjoyed the soft, cuddly sensations. And after a few more tender moments I finally watched him lean up towards my ear and say softly, "So, just what is your true birth name?"

It wasn't something asked a lot of slaves. If anything the Master usually gave them a new name they thought fitting, of just called them 'slave' most of the time. But legally speaking even slaves had to have an 'official' name, although most struggled to remember it after a few years in the service. I still remembered mine vividly as a few of my Masters shared that name funny enough, so I was all too happy to lean in and say softly, "Eric. And my slave number is 959-46-3367."

He gave me a soft pat on the butt as the feline smiles and pushes me up a bit more, almost to a firm sitting position now. He looks up and over me for a second, taking in the sights one last time before saying, "Eric, huh? I like it..." He takes a small pause before continuing with, "I'll make sure it's on your collar and tag... when I get around to finding someone good enough to make it."

I give him a smile back and a little bow of my head, letting my floppy ears fall over my shoulders in the process. "Thank you Master," I say softly with a little wiggle of my hips, giving him one last burst of sensation to his cock before I could feel it finally slip out of me with a wet pop. It leaves my rump drooling a little bit from all the lube and cum of course, but it's a wonderful sensation to feel after a good fuck. Nevertheless I do my best to quickly reach back and snap my thong into place once again, limiting the mess as best as I could with some renewed pressure over my pucker.

"Mmmmph," he adds at the sound and the sensation of his cock slurping out of me, rubbing it up against my ass cheek until it finally goes too limp to play with anymore. "That'll have to be another day though bunny boy... you've worn me out..." he adds with a playful little yawn.

"That's my job, isn't it Master?" I add back quickly, smiling cutely and giving a little bounce on his lap still.

"I suppose that's part of it," he adds, although slowly gripping my arms and giving me a soft push back onto my feet. I slide back with a little snap from my knees as they fall back into place, giving myself a gentle stretch in my new standing position once I'm free from the cheetah. He's slow to follow me up, giving a little groan himself before grabbing onto my tie once again for some leverage. "Mmmmph, when you're done unpacking, I think you've earned a spot in my bed tonight for that performance..." he adds as he pulls himself to his feet, giving himself a firm stretch and yawn afterwards. But before I can even respond to that he quickly adds in, "In fact... fuck it, you're my slave... we're going to bed now!"

I could only smile and chuckle a bit more before finally nodding and saying, "Yes Master..." And with that I felt the feline's paw pull me forwards along with him by my tie. It was a short trip to his bedroom, and once there he was all too happy to simply plop down into his large bed. I waited for him to get settled before sliding in next to him, slowly wiggling my body back against his so that we were spooning. I made sure to press my slightly matted rump fur right up into his slightly matted groin fur, leaving things just how they should really be. He gave me a pleasured 'mrowl' in return at the action, and slowly draped a paw and arm around my shoulder and chest.

"Good night Master," I add with a smile, happily laying one of my own paws over his to hold it tightly against me. That made him smile yet again as he softly said into my ear, "Good night slave... Eric... Best purchase I've ever made..."

I found it hard to get to sleep with that blush on my cheeks burning for a good bit. But eventually the rhythmic and happy purring of the feline behind me lured my eyes closed, and I let out a few happy moans myself as my body slowly drifted off to sleep right beside his for the first time.