This Is Wrong But It Feels So Right (Stormwind)

"You, my slave, are going to get on your back, and learn what true submissiveness is." Blackstar purred, eyeing the vulnerable Mallowpaw beneath him with an air of vain admiration, clearly proud of his new toy.

Mallowpaw collapsed onto the ground when he pulled out, looking up at him with a vulnerable, wide-eyed look when he removed her gag. Licking her lips and reveling in the freedom her mouth now felt, she asked quietly, "What now, master?" She added the last bit as an after-thought, figuring it was appropriate for right now. She was his slave, after all.

Blackstar grunted as she tightened around his cock, pulling himself out in time to launch his cum all across her back, really coating her red dappled coat in his seed. Purring, he rubbed himself between her folds a few times before padding around her and removing the gag.

Her eyes fluttering shut, Mallowpaw envisioned the scenario his words called up, letting out a pitiful groan. Her back arching, she shook from both his thrusts and the fantasy that she didn't really think would happen, crying out into the Twoleg cloth and her paws as she climaxed, her core tightly squeezing his massive length as her juices coated it.

Blackstar grinned as he felt his toy shake pitifully beneath him. Deciding to continue with the fantasy, he purred "Oh, yes, Mallowpaw, I'll take you to your Highledge and fuck you like a warrior. Every single cat in your clan will watch you service every part of my body. Even the kits will know it's weird to stuff your muzzle in a tailhole." He chuckled. "Perhaps the toms will be masturbating, pleasing themselves to your humiliation. Then the she-cats, and maybe you can get a clan orgy going for you to watch while another clan's apprentice fucks you."

A shiver running through her at the thought, Mallowpaw's shudder could be easily felt by the tom on top of her. She hadn't been, but now that he had mentioned it, she was fantasizing about those things. Groaning quietly around the scrap of Twoleg cloth in her mouth, she tightened her tail's grip on hia balls as her climax started to draw near.

Blackstar's heterochromatic eyes closed for a moment as the leader's breath hitched, his moment of weakness unseen by the she-cat beneath him. Relishing the tighter grip of her pussy and the tail around his balls, he chuckled softly through a mouthful of her fur as he bit into her scruff. "Enjoying yourself, Mallowwhore? Probably fantasizing about squirrel dick and getting fucked by an apprentice up on top of your Highledge while the clan watches, huh? Pathetic slut." He knew she was a fan of the intense dirty talk by her earlier reactions, so he didn't worry about her feelings as he felt his climax approach.

Mallowpaw whined at his order, making failed attempts to speak through the gag, mewling helplessly. Her ears going back, she arched her back and pressed her chest against the ground, her core tightening around him as though it was trying to keep him from pulling out even the slightest bit. Squeezing her leaf green eyes shut, her tail lashed and found its way to curl around his large balls.

Blackstar smirked, responding to her nonverbal cues by thrusting harder, making sure she felt his barbs against her inner walls as he pushed more and more of his large shaft into her with each thrust. He leaned down again, purring into her ear. "Tell me how much you need to be fucked, and how big my cock is." He relished the idea, knowing full well she couldn't possibly make a coherent response, but it would be sexy to hear her muffled mewl, combined with her vulnerable looks, and know he had that much power over a real leader.

Mallowpaw groaned affirmatively, pushing her rear back more for him in a nonverbal begging for him to fuck her harder, seeing as she couldn't talk at the moment.

"Eager, are we?" Blackstar teased, beginning to slowly thrust inside his helpless slut while she writhed beneath him.

Her eyes widening when he took away her ability to speak, Mallowpaw mewled out helplessly when he entered her, her dripping core instantly tightening around him. She stopped craning her neck to look at him and closing her eyes, moaning softly. Arching her back, her tail lashed as she waited eagerly for him to start thrusting.

"It means," Blackstar began with a growl, pushing his tail between her folds, "Open your mouth so I can do this." He slipped the twoleg cloth in her muzzle, pulling it until it restricted her tongue, preventing her from speaking. He then tied it around behind her head. He removed the stick with his tail wrapped around it and cast it aside, but almost immediately replaced the stick with his member, pushing his length deep inside her.

Mallowpaw mewled out as his shaft rubbed against her sensitive core, looking behind her uncertainly at his order. "W-what do you mean?" She asked, hoping he remembered that this was her first time being a slave and didn't punish her for requesting clarification.

Blackstar mounted her forcefully, purring around the scrap in his mouth. "Open wide." Came the command, the apprentice's cock rubbing at his slave's core as he awaited her response.

Drawing back and swiping her tongue over her jaws, Mallowpaw turned around and got into a mating crouch, her dripping core easily within his access and sight-line. The stick still inside of her, she kneaded the ground with her forepaws, biting her lip lightly as the absence of work for her to do caused her to focus on the stick.

Blackstar sighed contentedly, savoring the feeling for a few final heartbeats before tapping her head with his tail. "That's enough for now, Mallowpaw. Crouch for your master." As he waited for her to follow his commands, he grasped the twoleg cloth scrap in his jaws, turning to face her.

Mallowpaw shuddered slightly, letting out a low groan at the thought, despite how much the last one would humiliate, and possibly hurt, her. Loners weren't known for caring about the she-cats they mated with, and allowing yourself to be used by prey was the lowest thing a cat could do. Continuing to lap deeply inside of him, she kept moving her muzzle, curling her claws into the ground as her need for something stimulating grew.

Blackstar was forced to close his eyes and purr softly at her insistent rimming, but was soon enough able to tell his slave exactly what they would be doing in the future. "I've always wanted to see two she-cats together. I love domination, and I want to watch- and participate- as you get gangbanged by a group of loners, even prey, doesn't matter much."

Mallowpaw flicked her ears and tail, unable to speak as she licked deeply inside of him, slowly moving her muzzle in and out of him like it was a stick or cock. Closing her eyes, she pricked her ears to listen to his fetishes, shoving her entire muzzle into him through one thrust.

Blackstar purred loudly, turning to watch Mallowpaw work as she began to thrust her muzzle into his ass. "Perfect... I'm sure you've had practice, though." He chuckled darkly. "Now, love, you have your fetishes, and I have mine. Care to hear them?"

Mallowpaw actually flinched at his pet name for her, biting the bit of her tongue that was in her mouth as she started to work her muzzle into his tail-hole. Breathing heavily into his ass, she tried to ignore the stick inside of her, her pussy dripping onto the ground.

"Just like that, my little Mallowwhore..." Blackstar purred teasingly, doing whatever he could think of to humiliate her. He wrapped his tail around her neck, using it to force her deeper into his tailhole as he let out a soft groan.

Mallowpaw briefly ducked her head in acknowledgement of her disobedience, feeling ashamed of herself. At his new order, she lifted her head again and went straight to work, using her tongue to collect the remnants of cum on his cock until it was completely clean. Giving it one last lick, she turned her attention to his tail-hole and stared at it uncertainly for a moment before drawing her tongue over it. The white and red slave lapped at her master's tail-hole a few times before pushing her tongue into it.

Blackstar purred for an instant at the sight of his cum running from the corners of her mouth down her muzzle, but then remembered his role and growled softly. "I told you to swallow all of it, stupid apprentice." He turned himself around, standing on all fours and lifting his tail to the side, showing her his package-and his tailhole. "Clean my cock first. Then, my tailhole. Quickly." He commanded with a deep, lusty growl.