Private with Fire

He stood up in a flash and began pacing her. He knew she hadn't eaten anything, but she was his slave, so it only mattered what he thought. "I don't believe you," he growled. "Give me the prey."

She shook her head, setting the prey down. She was telling the truth, not a bite had passed her lips.

He narrowed his eyes, and snarled, "You didn't eat any, did you?"

Soon, she returned with a squirrel and a mouse.

He licked his lips and sat, eagerly awaiting her return. Hopefully his planned cruelty didn't seem more than just him having a little fun.

She dipped her head, padding out of the clearing.

He smirked when he heard her belly growl, and he had a dark idea. "Sounds like your hungry. How about you go hunt for the both us? And don't even think about eating while you hunt. Got it?"

She glanced at him, her stomach suddenly growling loudly. It was already sun-high and she hadn't ate anything since early the day before

"That was impressive," he purred, still drawn into the sight of the she-cat.

She leaned against the tree when she finished, groaning quietly.

"That's it," he drawled out, mesmerized by the sight. He went at an angry to actually look in between her hind legs as she urinated exposed to him.

She jerked at his order, whimpering slightly, but obeyed anyway. Taking a deep breath, she positioned herself and closed her eyes, twitching as she started to pee.

(that's fine)

His tongue lolled out as he watched her. "Pee on the tree while I watch!" he called to her lavishly.

(hehe I don't know how he wants her to do it so I can't be very detailed)

She sighed, continuing to dance for him in exactly the way he wanted, gradually doing it with more grace as she got used to the motions.

"See that," he nodded to her tail, "Just like that. Now I'm gonna watch from behind you." He lightly swatted her rear end in a spanking motion before returning to his spot.

She blinked at him, tail waving.

He purred at her lightly and sincerely. "Your fine, you'll learn. Maybe I'll end up dancing for you one day."

She shivered, doing what he had told her to do through motions. "I'm sorry. This is my first time."

He sighed and shook his head, disappointed. He padded up to her and used his paws to fix her movements so she danced just the way he liked it.

She flinched and closed her eyes, leaning forward and dragging her tongue across the bark while she continued, going faster. Her movements were still awkward, however.

"Go on, get to it. Go all out or I'll have to punish you. And believe me, these are the types of punishments neither of us want to happen." He said the words with foreboding.

Her ears drooped when he called her a slut and she looked back at the tree, trying to conceal her hurt. Slowly, she started to wave her tail around and shake her hips, uncertainly.

"Stare at the tree, not me," he ordered. "Now wave your tail and shake your hips. Show me everything but cover it every once in a while so I know your not a complete slut."

She looked nervous, getting to her paws and padding over to the tree, where she reared up on her hind legs and putting her forepaws on the trunk. Lifting her tail, she glanced back at him nervously.

He snarled angrily. "Now Pineleaf," he pointed at the tree. "Just rear up and put your forepaws on the tree and dance like you mean it while I enjoy the show."