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Kahawa didn’t know what he was doing. It was a dare given to him by a friend, one he couldn’t back out of. Now he found himself holding a pair of flowers, in the path of the players coming out from the stadium. The Vineland Thorns had lost yet another game and walked out in a huff before anyone else was Jett Filmore. The black panther was already in a bad mood when a male gazelle stretched his hand out, all but shoving the held bouquet of flowers into her face. “What the-” she muttered aloud. “Um, f-for you,” Kahawa stammered. Jett snorted but took the bouquet since people were watching. As she carried it and looked at the variety of flowers, she also noticed something else. There was a card with the name Kahawa printed on it and a phone number down below. A sense of intrigue started to overtake the annoyance she was feeling. Flowers weren't really her thing but she decided to give it a chance, honestly needing a way to take care of her frustrations and the horned male looked cute enough… Kahawa was surprised to receive a phone call the next day and on the other end was the voice of Jett. He even expected the feline to just discard the flowers and the phone number along with it. But instead she was calling him over later that same day. “You want me to come over?” Kahawa repeated in pure shock. Jett confirmed it and even had a chauffeur to pick him up at a certain point. It would take him to her place. Hearing that, the gazelle was all but freaking out for the rest of the day, the time of his meeting with one of the bear roarball players becoming all the more imminent. When the time did come, sure enough there was a high class car pulling up in front of his home, honking its horn. Practically stumbling out of the door and jumping into the car, he was fidgeting his whole way there, riding in the car’s backseat while his anticipation was climbing all the higher. It rose to its peak when they were actually at her place and the black panther herself was already standing outside waiting for him. The door was opened for him and he was let out, standing in front of the pro ball player, gulping from the way she stood over him. “I kept your number and got curious enough to call.” “I can’t believe I’m actually here,” Kahawa said while just looking around the outside. “Just wait until you see inside,” Jett offered. She led the way into her home, giving Kahawa the chance to look around the place and its various rooms before heading down a hall. They stopped in front of another door and Jett turned around to face him. “For this one I’m going to need you to close your eyes and hold your hands behind your back.” Kahawa was already so awestruck by being in Jett’s own home that he didn’t question the request given to him, doing as he was told, only to wind up surprised by the cuffs that kept his hands locked behind his back. Jett chuckled and led him into the final room, which was her bedroom, using her strength to shove and even lift him onto a table that had straps attached that were pulled across his body, keeping him in place completely. Realizing what was going on, the gazelle started to struggle while Jett just chuckled and proceeded to remove the clothing of his lower half, even while kicking his legs. It didn’t stop the feline from getting his pants off and her unsheathed claws pricking while she was going for his underwear made the horned mammal tense, allowing her to easily remove them as well. “Just do what I say and this’ll all go by smoothly,” Jett said. Her tone was even and her expression inviting but the underlying threat was still picked up on by the gazelle. Jett was easing herself in between the gazelle’s spread legs, acting right away by sniffing at the area, making Kahawa jump and gasp. His prey instincts were kicking in when he saw the predator’s nostrils flaring and her doing it so close to his loins wasn’t helping. He let out a yelp as Jett moved in, then shivering from the lick of the feline’s rough tongue right over his sheath. Before Kahawa could think his mind was playing tricks on him, more of those licks were given, providing an unexpected kind of pleasure but Kahawa was also wincing from the barbed texture of the moving muscle. On Jett’s end she continued to lick over the sheath, hearing the sounds that Kahawa was making and feeling his trembles but that didn’t deter her. In fact she wasn’t too concerned about how the horned mammal felt. This was a chance for her to blow off some steam and work out that frustration that had been building within her. Both the smell and taste told her that Kahawa was a bit musky, helped by how much he was nervously sweating. Finding it appealing enough to want more, she took it upon herself to apply pressure with her tongue tip, making the sheath spread, causing the gazelle to hiss. She was pushing her way in, spreading the sheath, subjecting herself to even more of the musk and flavor while Kahawa was groaning from the sensation never felt before. Not just the spreading of the furry pouch but also the feline’s tongue grinding against the internal walls and his un-erected length, feeling the rough, slightly scratchy surface sliding about, bringing about an even stronger sense of that mixed pleasure and discomfort. For Jett there was the added taste of various elements still within the sheath. Everything that would have come from the gazelle’s maleness. Sweat, even traces of bitterness from precum and even some urine. She lapped at it, cleaning it away like she would her body, keeping Kahawa making conflicted noises. With her tongue still inside, keeping the sheath’s opening spread, the slightly stronger musk was continually rising up and reaching her nose. Jett was compelled to keep inhaling while seeking out more of the unique flavors, both coming from the slightly dirty area. Purely of both male and prey, it was making her mouth water and senses tingle. Hearing his grunts and moaning continuing was adding to the latter. Those hunting instincts within her were being channeled but in a lustful way, that occasional craving for meat being slightly satisfied by lapping at the soft, sensitive lining of the sheath. Her tongue delving deeper, she made contact with the cocktip that was still tucked within the sheath, making Kahawa jump all over again, feeling those feline bristles scratching against the even more sensitive part of him. The tongue was going further in, giving direct and plentiful contact to that part, leading to it starting to pulse and slide out. She kept her mouth where it was, even as the gazelle’s tapered cock was rising, filling out to become all the longer and thicker, even making its way into her maw, to which she continued flicking her tongue against it, lapping up the flavor clinging to the cock and the flavor of the precum just starting to leak out, letting the inches take up more space. Kahawa was kept in a state of reacting to what Jett was doing, his body naturally responding to the stimulation, getting to full mast, having plenty of length and a good amount of thickness, something that Jett could certainly work with. Letting out a rumbling noise that was akin to a purr, Jett was suddenly bobbing her head up and down, taking the full shaft into her muzzle, even her throat as well. Feeling its size in her windpipe, even stretching it a bit, she proceeded to take the whole thing over and over, going from the tip down to the base, its tapered shape being a perfect fit for her. And with Kahawa firmly bound and pinned to the table, he was completely at her mercy. Just as she was getting into a proper pace, Kahawa was groaning out all the louder, bucking his hips involuntarily while his entire body shook firmly. Jeet was surprised to feel the shots of cum filling her mouth before she swallowed throughout the gazelle’s sudden climax, leaving him panting hard while she eased her mouth off. Though that act didn’t last as long as she expected, Jett was far from done with him. Deciding that Kahawa ought to return the favor, Jett climbed on top of him, reaching her body all the way up to the point that her sex was aligned with the prey’s muzzle, immediately subjecting him to its scent, being much muskier than his own body, the wetness of her arousal combined with plenty of sweat as well. She demanded that he lick her while dripping into his muzzle, already giving him a strong taste. With a grimace, Kahawa acted upon the order given to him, making contact with the outside of the black panther’s sex, getting an even stronger taste of her sweat mixed with the fragrant juices, making a combo that had the gazelle wincing again but in a different manner. Jett felt the traces of his tongue along her lips and already started to sigh pleasantly but she kept herself firmly in position, not intending to let the male go until she truly got what she wanted. Making it clear that she wanted more, Kahawa mustered the willpower to center his tongue and push it into Jett’s pussy, spreading the lips and sinking his tongue inside against the hot soft walls surrounding on all sides, even moving it against those same surfaces, hearing the pleasured noises that were coming from above. This was something he should have been enjoying in theory. But in practice, Jett was far muskier than he was prepared for, having a strong smell that struck his sense of smell relentlessly and the taste was a lot sharper than he expected as well. But if he didn’t do it the way she wanted, Jett would start snarling threateningly, making Kahawa shiver and comply, him digging the full length of his tongue in and lapping against the slick walls, getting his tongue completely slathered in the harsh tang of her musk while Jett was feeling it sliding along inside of her, being much more in line of what she wanted. She reached down and gripped his head with a large, clawed hand to keep him in place and do it just in the way she liked. It was making her feel all the warmer and slicker from how much more she was dripping, paired with Kahawa’s saliva getting spread further around. “That’s more like it,” Jett said firmly before shoving herself down, having her opening crushed all the closer to Kahawa’s nose and lips. This shoved the gazelle’s tongue in all the deeper, increasing the pleasure for her. So he kept lapping about, putting more pressure on the surroundings, grinding and flicking with more effort. With it all the way inside, keeping her pussy spread and dripping so much, it was feeling all the better from her demanding him go faster and then feeling the tongue acting as such, tracing in wide circles, its smooth texture bringing about waves that were making her clench down, especially when he hit the right spots. Sitting completely on his face, all but smothering him, Jett was leaning back and riding out how good it felt. Under her, Kahawa was sweating more from the weight and added body heat on top of him. He was being used more or less as a toy for Jett to gain more pleasure from, keeping the entire length of his tongue inside. And being in so deep like that, it wasn’t hard for Kahawa to touch spots like that, whether intentionally or not. As it continued, he started to feel it himself: the stronger and more frequent clenches of Jett’s pussy as she was getting all the closer to her limits. Kahawa could at least hope that satisfying her would be enough to lead to his release. So on his own he decided to finish strong but putting a lot more effort into his licking, pressing with greater firmness against those spots, striking multiple areas and listening for which ones would make her gasp and shake the most. With him keeping it up, probing and plunging with his tongue, Jett’s moans were getting all the louder. Grinding against his muzzle at the same time, Jett let out a low hiss as her fur bristled. Keeping her weight fully on top,Kahawa was left to groan from the strain while the feline was feeling the rush of her climax finally hitting her. She came hard, gushing her juices onto and into Kahawa’s muzzle, giving her a full taste of him. Kahawa was groaning against it, still moving his tongue about while the fluids were spraying out all over him, giving him more than plenty of keep tasting, all while the passage itself was clenching down on his tongue, making the flavors all the stronger. He had to endure and by the end his muzzle and facial fur was completely slathered in her warm, slightly sticky fluids. Kahawa had hoped that Jett would be satisfied by then but she walked away without untying him, coming back with a large bottle of lube, linking more cuffs around his legs and hoisting them up by connected ropes. With his ass completely exposed and at Jett’s mercy she chuckled and lubed up her fingers. Of course Kahawa couldn’t escape and his signs of protest were ignored as the feline pushed her fingers past his tailhole. As Kahawa hissed from the strain, Jett was amusedly busying herself with burying her fingers in deep and twisting them around, acting more for her sake than Kahawa’s. Seeing the gazelle squirm and pant was amusing her further, him making louder noises as she sunk in all the further, making sure to feel around to lubricate the walls surrounding and squeezing down onto the moving digits. Kahawa himself was feeling conflicted about getting his ass penetrated for the first time. All happening so suddenly, he was given the sensation of being filled while also gaining an unexpected amount of pleasure from doing so. He was made to moan even louder when she was hitting certain spots that he himself was unaware of. “I think you’re about ready,” Jett said with some excitement. She pulled his fingers free but reached underneath the table to get something, leaving with Kahawa with a mix of anticipation and dread. That was until she came back into view and the gazelle was feeling that dread all over again from the black panther now wielding a dildo was both lengthy and fairly thick. Again his resisting squirms did no good. She had her hands on him and the thick silicone dick already prodding his slickened tailhole. Kahawa was raising his voice again, this time from the toy being pushed into him, feeling his rim getting spread around the thick silicone object, the stretching he felt just a bit earlier was increased, making him groan as the smooth length was sinking into him. It was done slowly because Jett wanted to make sure that he could feel it, his body shaking all the more from those spots getting touched and weighed down with more force. The toy got itself in deep, most of its length being inside when Jett decided to start moving it back and forth. “Your first time, huh?” she asked in a taunting manner. “Well then let’s really pop that cherry.” She acted on that by pushing it in further while Kahawa was letting out more exasperated noises, then turning into something that was conveying more pleasure on his end. Jett was taking it upon herself to put more effort into it already, shoving the toy as far as it could go, slamming all the dildo’s length in, having its base pressed closely to the gazelle’s ass before pulling back. Kahawa was crying out from this while writhing against the restraints. On top of getting stuffed for the first time it was already so intense. He was completely unprepared but that’s what made it fun for her. The yelps and shakes that came from him fueled her actions further, them getting all the faster and becoming more relentless. With it all being too much for him to handle, Kahawa was hit with an intense sensation that wasn’t at all what he expected. With another shake of his body there was something squirting from his cock, wetting and soaking his fur. The gazelle looked down at himself and saw that he was pissing himself involuntarily. The pressure on his prostate was too much and he couldn’t stop the urine from spraying out. While Jett was still thrusting the toy into him and even laughing at what she saw. “I never thought you were a squirter.” The consistent pressure on his prostate led to a thick stream of hot piss coming out, arching and splattering back down onto his pelt, soaking it further and the surrounding areas as the fluid spread out across his skin. As Jett kept up her motions, more of it was forced out of him, spraying out with force that he never pissed before. There was also a strange added pleasure that came from this on top of the anal stimulation he had to keep feeling. Being all tied down, Kahawa couldn’t avoid the stream just as he couldn’t stop himself from pissing in the first place. At this point he just admitted defeat and let himself be struck with his own urine, feeling the mixed pleasure and shame while Jett was still going at it. The motions from the firm thrusts were making the stream move about as well, hitting more areas and changing the color of his pelt until his stream finally weakened into dribbles. But even with that done he was left to feel his ass getting reamed deep and hard by the athlete, her firmly pumping the toy in and out with her thick arm, using its strength to keep the motions coming steadily, not letting up on the sensations. Kahawa’s prostate was still getting rolled over repeatedly which had him now leaking precum in place of the piss. “Just a little more,” Jett said in an almost encouraging manner, telling Kahawa to endure longer if he could. She could tell based on the pitch in the male’s voice along with how hard his cock was throbbing. But Jett wasn’t making it easy; not just pumping the toy along but unexpectedly twisting it as well, making the smooth walls roll against his walls, sending even stronger waves through Kahawa. But Jett took things a step further by reaching her hand out and wrapping it around, squeezing and stroking the shaft. The pumps of Kahawa’s cock and the dildo’s fucking were at the same pace, being too much for the gazelle to handle. He was cumming again, it being forced upon him, leaving him groaning again while sticky ropes were flying free and making a further mess of his pelt, leaving him panting hard from the incredible rush that was overtaking him. “I think you’re ready for the real thing now...” Jett didn’t give Kahawa much time to recover, especially when she was eager to continue with the toy now strapped to herself. It was one thing to be penetrated by that dildo but Jett was easing in with a hungry look and low rumbling growl, getting into position to penetrate the whimpering gazelle. Much easier this time was Kahawa’s rim giving way around the toy’s circumference, his clenching anal muscles being pushed aside, overpowered by Jett’s own strength. Jett huffed deeply from what she felt. The strap-on had an attachment that was stimulating her as well, giving pleasure as she thrust into him. She was already enjoying himself while Kahawa was cringing from the penetration this time, being backed up with the weight and force of Jett’s body rather than just her hand. Another thrust had all of the inches going inside, happening in a harsh manner that had the horned male yelling out. Jett was keeping it up from there, maintaining the firm thrusts that would stuff the fake cock completely inside of Kahawa every time from then on. She wasn’t going to stop because of those noises, instead they seemed to arouse Jett even further. The black panther was fucking the gazelle’s ass, using the added power of her lower body to firmly pump her way in, reaming his hole and making sure those soft walls were firmly stretched around the toy. Kahawa was still crying out from that way that he was getting fucked this time, his hole quavering against the onslaught of sensations, reflexively squeezing down onto the thick and long toy that was going inside of him with added power, subjecting his prostate to even more pressure than before, keeping him hard and making him throb all over again. He felt the pressure on his bladder again but this time there was nothing coming out, leaving him hoarsely groaning. Against the restraints his body was getting rocked, making them clink. The sounds were repeated just as much as Kahawa’s own heavy breathing. And there was nothing he could do but keep enduring it, feeling the pangs of those spots getting stuck hard and without mercy, the intensity gradually ramping up and getting to a point that he was struggling to handle, the size of the cock combined with Jett’s strength backing it up kept him feeling overwhelmed and powerless as the feline herself loomed over him, her musk taking up his nose. “Let’s see how much you can really handle,” Jett said with added excitement in her voice, driving herself faster, making the end of the toy smack into Kahawa with every thrust, leaving the male feeling stuffed full. There was even a light bulge in the lower end of his stomach, happening more often in time with the pace speeding up. Jett leaned over him more, her strong hands gripping his body and her claws unsheathed, sinking into the fur and skimming over the gazelle’s skin while dragging along, giving added light stinging sensations while also flaring up his prey instincts, making his hole clench up. It seemed that the moment he began to adjust, Jett was taking things further, finding a way to apply even more speed and force, rapidly moving her lower half to the point that they were almost going at a blur, leaving Kahawa gasping and jerking uncontrollably. He was pushed and pulled between conflicting sensations such as pleasure and strain from what Jett was doing, all of the control being on her end. Even when he was clenching up she would just slam her way through. “That’s right. You’re just my prey!” Jett snarled as she managed a few more firm thrusts before she was reaching her limit from the other end of the strap-on, the direct stimulation given to her sex happened enough to make it tense up firmly. She stopped thrusting, her body shivering all over as she came, spraying her juices again, wetting the inner lining on the strap-on and her own fur, keeping the dildo lodged fully inside and Kahawa was left there, kept feeling full until the feline decided to withdraw. *** Even after all of that Jett wasn’t done with him. The strap-on was thankfully discarded but now the weight of her was settling itself on top of Kahawa, making him groan from the pressure felt on the outside while his stretched hole was still aching. But there wasn’t time to dwell on that when the feline lowered herself, already having her opening aligned with the gazelle’s lasting erection. She teasingly ground it against the hard, slick inches. Hearing the groans from the prey was making her chuckle and grunt with her own arousal and anticipation. “Oh? You like that?” Jett asked in a taunting manner. Kahawa seemed a lot more responsive this time, his body naturally roused by the chance of entering her pussy finally. She continued to rub against his hardness, hearing his needy groans and feeling the pulses. Once she was ready Jett lifted herself up, getting the tip to slip into her just a bit before slamming herself down, getting the inches to sink into her depths while putting the weight of her large body down, hearing Kahawa’s wheeze. Kahawa was struck with so many sensations all at the same time; the pleasure from the tight passage that surrounded him but there was so much weight on top, her large sweaty body with its strong musk and Jett’s claws pricking at him again as she groaned from the pleasure she too felt. Lifting up again then pushing down, Jett had to admit that Kahawa had a good length on him, something that she could certainly work with. She was moving about with ease and control, having Kahawa completely at her mercy, smearing both her’s and the gazelle’s fluids, using it to make things all the easier for her. She was going at a steady pace while letting out grunts and rumbles, firmly moving her lower half against the tied down male, making the table rock from how she was doing it, pumping herself downward to take all of his inches. Of course Kahawa was groaning aloud from this, feeling the hot gushy walls sliding themselves against his inches, already milking the precum from it. While doing so Kahawa was filling her up and pressing down on her sweet spots. At least he was getting a kind of pleasure he was a lot more used to. But the control was entirely on Jett, her looking down at the tied down prey with a toothy smirk on her face. All he could do was ride it out while taking deep breaths, still pulsing and leaking even more into the female forcibly riding him. Things were becoming more intense as she was wanting even more of the gazelle, putting greater weight down and sinking her claws in somewhat for more leverage to move herself faster with, making firm thumps of her crotch knocking into his. Looking up at it all, Kahawa’s heart was beating hard and rapidly. His senses were clashing with each other, his arousal and the pleasure keeping his body fueled with lust but his prey instincts were urging him to get away as she was panting on top of him, showing off her large fangs and her claws were digging even more into him. “Maybe I should invite fans over more often,” Jett said with a chuckle before she groaned from another strong wave of pleasure. She started moving her body even faster, purposely clenching her sex around Kahawa’s dig, surrounding it in an even stronger hold, loving the way that Kahawa was squirming even more underneath him. She slowed up the pace of her riding, instead changing the strength of it, making a point to slam herself down even more, making Kahawa groan even more from the weight and force of it all hitting him, making an additional wet smack of his cock going in balls deep. “You’re still lasting, huh?” Jett asked. “Not bad. But I’m just getting started.” Sure enough she was pulling herself up again and pushing back down, stuffing all of the inches back into her. From there she was going at it with a faster pace, making the smacks of their bodies meeting all the louder and wetter in tone. Between them was the growing mess of secreted fluids with even more coming out as they continued pulsing. Even after all of this, Jett was still going strong when it came to riding the gazelle’s dick, the constant pleasure fueling her actions and keeping her going. The tapered shape of Kahawa’s cock in particular was really keeping her going. She loved the way the tip was jabbing into her depths, its overall shape getting all the thicker the lower she went down. From all of this, the two were panting and sweating together. It was making the smell within the room all the stronger, particularly from Jett. Both were taking it in with every breath, even those were getting deeper as they fell further into the increasing sensations. It was stronger coming from Jett, all of the effort she was putting in to keep the pleasure going, pushing herself and Kahawa all the closer to their respective limits, feeling both of their loins throbbing increasingly. Crying out with an almost girlish pitch, Kahawa was the first to cum. He had been aching this whole time, unable to even thrusting against Jett’s riding. And even as he was cumming, he felt that natural urge being taken from him. But Jett was free to keep riding as she saw fit. She felt the gazelle leaving his hot and sticky mark deep into him and her continued bouncing was pushing it in even deeper, giving her that seeded feeling all over. And the strong clenches of her sex was milking even more of it out. Feeling him cum in her like that was just enough to push her over the edge as well. She snarled and suddenly pushed her claws in deep enough to break the skin, making Kahawa hiss and cringe, him getting pushed out of the pleasure he felt in that moment and he had to keep lying there while Jett was experiencing her own climax. It only lasted for about a minute at most but it felt like ages for him, and being left with the lingering pain afterwards. Even after that he had to wait for when she felt ready to untie him. “You know I’m not doing anything tomorrow. How about you stay overnight?” Jett said. Her tone conveyed it wasn’t a suggestion and sure enough she was getting up and leaving Kahawa tied in place while she was leaving the room...