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He wraps his arm around your back, and lifts you onto his lap.  You run your hands over his shoulders and moan as his tongue runs along your neck and cheek.  A low rumble comes from his chest as he presses you to it.  The feeling of his fur against your skin at first tickles you, but slowly it makes you feel good, like rubbing a fur coat over your body.  You've never felt this way before and don't know exactly what it is, but it's making you so weak that you can't move.  You're left entirely at his mercy.
He wraps his arm around your back, and lifts you onto his lap.  You run your hands over his shoulders and moan as his tongue runs along your neck and cheek.  A low rumble comes from his chest as he presses you to it.  The feeling of his fur against your skin at first tickles you, but slowly it makes you feel good, like rubbing a fur coat over your body.  You've never felt this way before and don't know exactly what it is, but it's making you so weak that you can't move.  You're left entirely at his mercy.
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After properly soaking his lap with your juices, he grabs hold of your head and looks deeply into your eyes.  "Don't disappointing me."
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After properly soaking his lap with your juices, he grabs hold of your head and looks deeply into your eyes.  "Don't disappoint me."
"P-please... be gentle..." you mutter under your breath.
"P-please... be gentle..." you mutter under your breath.

Current revision as of 22:38, 25 June 2014

With a deep breath, you hold onto your thighs and reluctantly spread your legs apart for him. A low growl emanates from your masters throat, and you turn away, blushing.

Your already rapid beating heart only increases its pace as you feel him get on the bed, and crawl toward you. You gasp as you feel his warm breath wash over you pussy.

"Hmm, lovely." he whispers.

You jump in shock as his tongue laps at your entrance, and you bite down on your lip to stay quiet. You have never once in your life been touched, as pure virgin humans are a rare commodity, and sell for millions. So you were closely monitored growing up, and never allowed to touch yourself.

This doesn't comfort you, as he is quite skilled with his long tongue, sending you into a quick orgasm. You scream and fall back onto the bed. Breathing heavily, your eyes half lidded, you look up at your grinning master, as he rubs his cock against your entrance.

He wraps his arm around your back, and lifts you onto his lap. You run your hands over his shoulders and moan as his tongue runs along your neck and cheek. A low rumble comes from his chest as he presses you to it. The feeling of his fur against your skin at first tickles you, but slowly it makes you feel good, like rubbing a fur coat over your body. You've never felt this way before and don't know exactly what it is, but it's making you so weak that you can't move. You're left entirely at his mercy.

After properly soaking his lap with your juices, he grabs hold of your head and looks deeply into your eyes. "Don't disappoint me."

"P-please... be gentle..." you mutter under your breath.

His grin vanishes, and he growls, "If I wish to cause you pain, then I shall do so, slave!"

He throws you back down on the bed, and with one quick and powerful thrust, he tears through your hymen, and your eyes widen as a scream escapes your lips.

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