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All I can see are the tiny pinpricks of light of the lanterns, blurred through the cloth around my eyes. Tight rope covers my body, restraining me on my knees on the soft sheets of the bed. Normally, such a situation would call for panic, fears of being kidnapped by unscrupulous clients or adversaries of the House. But in this, I know better. The one who had been the most kind to me had requested it, and I was all too happy to oblige. The past few weeks had been a rush of tasks to learn, duties to fulfil, and customers to entertain. But one had proven to me to be the most supportive, most caring. Dare I say, we may have even fallen for one another.
I feel a weight settle behind me, catching me off-guard. I hadn't even heard his approach, but soon I feel one of his hefty paws on my shoulder. I go to shift back against Tanvir, but my legs tied as they are, I don't get far. However, he spares me the effort, moving in close until I feel his breath against the back of my neck. His rough tongue is soon to follow, licking at my nape before he pulls himself in closer.
He wastes little time in foreplay, reminding me of some of my more drunken clients. But unlike them, he is sober, more deliberate than simply fumbling around for a good time. First I feel his chest pressing against my back, then his legs against mine. I shift my tail for him, just in time to feel the tip of his feline cock pressing underneath my tail. Clearly, the lion had been expecting this, and working himself up in expectation. I knew he said he enjoyed his partners being tied up, but I didn't know exactly how much. But I am glad he is enjoying himself nonetheless.
“Good boy,” he whispers in a low rumble, right into my ear. “I think you deserve a reward.”
He shifts his hips closer slowly, eliciting a moan from me. Even despite the barbs common in felines, he is gentle. Here, between us, there is no rush. There is no need to get it done before our time is over. Instead, he slowly slides himself inside of me, shifting himself ever closer until his sizeable balls press against me. Tanvir was certainly on the larger side compared to most, but I grew accustomed to him quickly. His gentleness certainly helped on that front, which only endeared me to him more. Hilted deep within me, I feel his hands explore my chest as his hips slowly thrust against me. He isn't pulling out at all, but the sensation is enough to arouse me as well.
“Enjoying yourself, pup?” he says. I open my muzzle to respond, but it is soon clamped shut by his powerful paws. “No, no words. I can tell...”
His free paw strokes lower, over my chest, my stomach and settling between my legs, softly engulfing my sheath and balls. It doesn't take long for me to slide free, feeling the rough pads on his paw rub up against my length. He strokes under my muzzle at the same time, assaulting me with gentle, yet erotic, attention. However, he isn't content to just tease me slowly. Even deep within my sheath, he manages to find my knot, wrapping his paw around it. He certainly knows how to rile up a canine.
“When you aren't working, this...” he says, emphasizing by tightly squeezing my knot, a rush of need causing a pleased whine to escape my muzzle. “...belongs to me. And me alone.”
I silently agree, eagerly. Especially if our nights are like this.Sketch is a reward for being a patron of
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Category Artwork (Traditional) / Bondage
Species Coyote
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File Size 368.5 kB
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