Bigger is Always Better
Bigger is Always Better
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"Do you think you can take it, slave?" a deep, gravely voice growled through the filtering effect of the gas mask covering his muzzle and his face entirely to create an especially dark effect upon his features.
"Y-yes, sir," Alex mumbled.
"So you say."
The tiger's world grew dark in the instant the lion's gloved paw pulled the blindfold upon him. Alex was dressed from head to tailtip in shiny, thick rubber that covered his entire body in its dark, hot embrace. His head was hidden within a mask that still allowed him to breathe freely through the unzipped muzzle, yet looking at the arrangement of high grade leather and rubber gear surrounding the two in the dungeon, that might not be the case for much longer anymore.
"Now it shall begin," said the masked lion.
"Yes, sir," Alex whispered. The tiger was incredibly excited by the feel of the rubber, how it constricted his every breath and his every motion, not to mention the immense, dominant presence of the lion in the room with him.
He had no chance to speak further, for the rough Master would not give him such a privilege now. He picked up a bite gag from a nearby stainless steel cart which he then promptly stuffed into the tiger's muzzle through the unzipped opening on the mask that allowed him such access. Alex let out a muffled moan at the invasion, his teeth and lips working over the thick, heady rubber that was now pushed into his maw.
"There we go," said the Master, with some glee, as he zipped up the muzzle of the mask covering the tiger's face.
"Uhmm!"
There were no holes for the inevitable flood of saliva that would result from the tiger's maw being filled to such degree. His entire head was an expanse of black, shiny latex rubber where the only detail was the shiny scar of the zipper, now shut tight. Small holes were provided for his nostrils so that the tiger could still draw rapid breaths while he was enclosed entirely within the skintight rubber catsuit that shut him away from the dungeon and into his very own little microcosm of heat, sweat, and pressure.
"Uhmmh..."
"That's good slave," said the Master.
He grabbed the tiger's arm with some roughness and pulled him forward. The Master was barely recognzable as the lion he was due to the great deal of rubber he was wearing himself as well. He wore a pair of rubber pants and a sleeveless shirt of rubber, yet only a little bit of golden fur was visible since he was also wearing elbow-length rubber gloves made of shiny, thinner material than the rest of his apparel that was richly decorated with studs along the leather harness that he adorned himself with. His head was covered by a leather good that would've left his muzzle bare, yet the gas mask he chose to mask his identity made even that redundant.
The Master's heavy leather boots scraped along the floor of the dungeon while he led his captive over to the swing, hanging from the ceiling upon numerous sturdy chains that held it suspended in mid-air. Alex had no choice but to comply as he was lifted onto the swing and with all his limbs suspended upon leather straps on the hanging chains that meant that while his back rested on the swing, his arms and legs were spread into a rough X-shape that meant he could not move away from whatever the Master was going to dish out on him.
"Hmmm..." the Master observed his helpless slut with a rough smirk on his lips, hidden by the gas mask and its many tubes.
"Hmpphph!"
Alex's vocalizations made no difference when the lion stepped forth and released a zipper hiding the tiger's groin away. A slit opened and allowed the lion's rubbered paw to pull out the tiger's cock, safely tucked away inside a plastic chastity cage as well as a thick rubber sheath the lion had pulled over the chastity cage to ensure that all that could be seen was a black sausage poking out of a hole amidst the exquisite rubber that covered his sweaty body. Below his trapped cock, the tiger's fuzzy white balls were pulled tight with a stainless steel and a rubber ball spreader that not only tugged them away from his body by several inches, the leather strap between them splayed them apart so that both of the tiger's nads were reduced into swollen orbs inside their furry sac, easily visible under the stark cone of light shining from above so that the lion's not so secret camera setup could catch every moment of playtime for later leisurely viewing.
The sight of the straining balls and the cock aroused the lion a great deal as well, even if his own erection was still hidden behind a rubber codpiece covering up his groin. He smirked rather viciously as he chose a sturdy paddle from the equipment cart.
"Have to make sure you aren't too aroused yet, toy..."
The paddle swung high into the charged air before it came careering down and smacked directly onto the tiger's nuts. Alex let out a muffled howl into the rubber gag and his body tensed, dragging along onto the leather bondage that kept him from escaping the harsh treatment.
"Pay me your respect with your nuts, boy..."
The Master hit the tiger's balls again, much to the same effect. Alex's poor nuts grew more sore with every paddle that landed on them, and they turned rather rosy even through the fuzzy fur covering them. The tiger squirmed, panting through the little holes that admitted air into his overworked lungs, and he coughed up copious globs of spittle from his maw as well, unable to swallow properly with his tongue being pressed up to the roof of his maw by the large gag in his maw.
The Master enjoyed the raunchy noises the male made, unable to give any resistance to the harsh treatment he had to endure for the lion's pleasure. The tiger mewled, yowled and growled in abandon, while his balls were thoroughly paddled. His cock was not visible to the world, but the Master could tell by the twitching of the black rubber sheath that he still must've been hard, brought into a strange place of pleasure that mixed with pain to such degree that it was hard to tell where one ended and the other began.
"Good slut," declared the Master, when he put the paddle away and lavished the tiger's nads with his paws instead for now. He craddled the sore pair in his palm and squeezed and pulled on them, causing the tiger to moan and whimper even further in his sweet agony.
"This won't be the only part that's sore by the time we're done, pet..." said the Master. He patted the tiger's nuts and enjoyed the feeling of them practically shaking in his grip, and Alex's helpless moans that accompanied such an action on his part. "Indeed..."
The lion decided that more play needed to be had. Another zipper came open, this time to split below between the tiger's rump cheeks, to expose him away in an even more embarrassing manner, since now the lion had a direct view into the tiger's netherquarters, his ass crack and his hole nestled vulnerably as a pink spot right above the tiger's tail that swung down limply for now.
"Yes..." said the Master, as he ran his rubbery fingers over the tiger's rear and felt the strong contrast between the thick rubber and the sweaty fur and muscle he could feel under his pads," my toy's little rear needs to be filled..."
"UYmpph!" he could not tell whether what Alex was trying to say was him asking to be spared, or whether the tiger was simply begging for this to happen sooner.
"Patience!" the Master punctuated his command with a weighty slap.
He could see the tiger's asshole wink with surprise at the thick swat that rang in his ears, yet he would not give Alex's rump any lease for now. The Master opened a tub of lubricant he had on his cart of mischievous tools of sexual torture, and dipped his fingers. Streamers of the goopy substance followed and slapped down along his wrist and arm. The Master rubbed his fingers together wetly before bringing his entire paw down to the tiger's rear.
"Let's see what you can take."
He stroked his slick, lubed fingers along the tiger's crack and smeared the thick goop along the entirely of the valley between Alex's exposed ass cheeks. He took his time before the fingers found the tiger's pucker and pressed on it intently, causing the muscle to stretch a little, and to spread under the contact.
"Your hole is well trained," mused the Master, almost idly, a small compliment, if there ever was one, for the little slut tiger he had under his control for now. "Perhaps it'll do."
The Master procured more lube and slathered it upon the tiger's hole that was receiving more and more of the lion's attention for now. The digit bore down on the little pink pucker and wriggled about to spread the ring-shaped muscle further, digging deeper in along the way as well. The tiger let out breathy moans upon this increasing invasion, yet could do nothing else while he was played with.
"Tight sluthole...not for much long..." the lion Master growled with vicious glee.
Three fingers sunk into the tiger's hole, his ring pulled taut while more and more of his digits entered into Alex's slick rear. The lion's fingers curled and explored the warm interior, spreading and stretching him even further for the future violation of his rear the lion had in mind...but for now, his fingers were doing the dirty job.
Alex panted and growled in his own sexual inner space. The feel of the lion's knuckles bumping on his rear was giving him a rather desperate thought, making him wonder whether the lion intended to go for the ultimate attack on his rump, yet after a few more moments of tense, almost painful stretching, the fingers flopped out of his rump and and caused his hole to clench empty air instead and to send a sore twinge of pleasure through his groin.
"Ahmmhmh!"
The Master was ready to move on, his own arousal having grown even further. He picked up a device from the table, a strange contraption of leather and rubber he plastered upon Alex's muzzle so that it covered the holes that had been supplying air into his maw. A black rubber bag attached to the device now controlling his breathing grew fat and then flattened while Alex drew breaths through its pipes. The air smelled of rubber and metal, yet flew without trouble, the device not built for impeding his respiration.
That would be a yet another kink, thought the Master, roughly, while unscrewing a part of the breathing mask open.
"Now it's time for you to fly, pet," the Master announced.
The chemical was held in a small, brown unmarked glass bottle from which he dapped the poppers into a ball of gauze that the lion then enclosed into the small compartment he rapidly screwed back into place upon the mask. He enforced the spread of the quickly evaporating substance by squeezing on the bag to force the foul gas into the tiger's lungs with speed.
"Hhhhhhhhhh!"
"Fly now, little slut..." crooned the Master, enjoying the sound of the tiger gulping in air laced with nitrites that were now rushing into his brain and sending him into places unknown.
"Splendid."
The lion was intending to use one particular effect of the poppers for his advantage on that time. The dildo he picked up and smeared with lubricant with a quick stroke was a formidable tool, a foot long and easily as thick as a soda can. This he brought onto the tiger's hole and pushed, without hesitation, against the hole he had played with before with his fingers and which now opened, assisted by the lubricant and the chemicals that were now slackening the tiger's muscles.
The tiger's body tensed, yet the poppers meant that he count not squeeze down on the immense tool sliding into his ass. The lion shoved numerous inches into Alex's well-prepared hole, and he bore deep, straight into the rubber tiger's guts. He was spread open, stretched and filled to the brim so that it felt like the dildo was poking at his diaphragm, deep inside the tiger's belly.
The Master stared in great pleasure and awe at the tiger's hole swallowing so much red rubber. It didn't seem physically possible for him to take so much rubber cock, but there it was, the black-clad tiger's ass sucking in the artificial phallus deep into his rear.
"That's a good boy..." said the lion, his own cock so very much, painfully hard. "Take it you fucking bitch..."
Alex didn't really hear the lion's growled remarks, being somewhere between pleasure, pain, consciousness and fainting. The breathing bag grew and flattened rapidly with his respiration, bringing more and more of the dark fume that kept him remarkably recipient for the massive rubber dong torturing his rump.
"You keep that warm there...you'll be getting something better soon..." said the Master.
The lion released the dildo and allowed it to remain within the tiger's churning guts. He had preparations of his own to do, and they would not wait.
The Master released buttons upon his codpiece and allowed the dark red erection to flop out of his rubber pants. His cock was straining hard, an impressive sight at seven inches of barbed meat, yet that would not do, he thought, not with the tiger's ass stuffed with so much dildo at the moment. Thankfully, the lion thought darkly, there were ways for him to improve on what nature had given him, especially considering that there was very little that was natural about their raunchy encounter.
The tube was clear and had a plastic pump ball hanging off a length of tubing over the top. The lion slipped his dick within the tube and held the strange tube down in place while he squeezed on the ball, hissing air flowing out of the cylinder.
"Nghh..." snarled the lion upon feeling the strong suction on his dick, held so very rigid by the helping of Viagra he'd had earlier to ensure the maximum strength to his erection.
The bound and stuffed tiger could only buzz and huff while his Master pumped up his cock. It grew even darker, angrier, with the barbs standing out upright from the shaft that became obscenely swollen, nearly out of proportion with so much blood being forced onto it. The tiger pumped himself until his dick felt like it was going to burst, the skin tight and with veins cruising along his shaft in their own swollen manner.
"Nghhh..."
It already hurt, to a degree, but the tiger would not stop until he was up to the max he knew he could reach. Once he was sure he was ready, he slipped a tight rubber ring around his package before deflating the cylinder. He groaned at the sensation of the pressure sinking away, yet his now huge cock remained hard and straining in its bulging, heated way.
"NHhggg...yes..." the lion hissed, as he stared at his obscene shaft. He almost wished the tiger could see it now, but it'd take too much time to remove the blindfold, not to mention that he had not earned such a privilege as seeing his Master's cock for the moment.
"Almost ready, little pet...just a moment more..." the Master spoke up.
He slipped a snug, black rubber sheath over his pumped-up cock, slathered himself with lube, and moved forward, with his huge, ringed and sheathed shaft swaying the way in front of him as he took his place by the tiger's rear.
Alex's ass was a sorry sight, with the big dildo poking out, almost half a foot still outside the tiger's rump. The dildo was so heavy that it drooped down in a rude angle from the rubber-cat's butt.
"There we go..."
The Master yanked the dildo out of the tiger in a single, swift motion and replaced it with his very own cock instead.
"Yes..."
The rubber sheath might've masked some of the sensation, but there was nothing it could do to prevent the lion from feeling how the tiger's stretched walls came down on him, now to find the presence of the large, enhanced dick sliding into the tiger's gaping rear. Alex let out a moan at the feel of being filled up once again, this time with a dark, deeply reaching muscle lion cock pumping into his rear.
"Little fucking slut..." the Master named his bottom once again, grapping onto the chains suspending the ass end of the swing while he began to hump into the tiger's slack opening with the assistance of his paws pulling on the swing.
"Hhhuhhhhhhhhh..." slurred the tiger in abandon, being reduced into little more than a rubber cock sleeve while his Master used him.
The Master pounded the tiger without much control to his movements. He slammed into Alex's hole, so that his own large, sweaty balls slapped onto the tiger's smutty crack with every time his engorged shaft bottomed out inside Alex's no longer tight anus. The lion watched the tiger's trembling body, how he was entirely suspended, taken away from the reality and reduced into a state where everything that mattered was the dark embrace of leather, the chemicals clouding his mind and meaning that the only thing that struck into his consciousness was the feeling of the hard cock pumping his guts.
"Little ass slut...fuckhole...hhhghhh..."
The Master's dark pleasure only increased with time while he plundered his sub's hole. There was a small opening where his piss slit was located upon the rubber sheath, meaning that his pre-cum could ooze out into the tiger's tunnel while he continued to fuck into the sloppily constricting hole.
The chains clattered and the leather and the musky rubber creaked. The lion humped into the tiger, harder, faster, slurring and slobbering the interior of his mask while he continued playing with his pet. His balls slapped the tiger's rump repeatedly, sending twinges of pleasure into his own loins as well.
"Take...it...slut..." the lion droned on until he could no longer keep up the pace, and buried himself into the tiger once more.
Alex's rear received huge globs of pent-up Master cum while it flowed into his rear in thick, rapid gushes that heated the walls of his rump. The lion kept himself buried balls deep and snarled hotly into his wet, sweaty mask while he claimed the slave rubber tiger's ass with his seed.
"We aren't finished," he declared when it was time to replace his cock within Alex's rump with a large, shiny rubber plug, and to give his own dick some time to rest after being pumped up. He shrunk to a degree, but remained hard and thick, just waiting for another go in the tiger's well-seeded rear.
"Let's see about those balls again..." said the Master, as he picked up his paddle once again.
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