Written by Luna and Benji
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(A story written by both my owner and I. Contains Dom/sub, pet play, desperation. Spelling errors and grammatical mistakes have probably been missed and will probably be rectified soon. If that really gets to you sometimes, as it often does me, suggest you avoid until a grammar-revised version is posted.
Thanks for reading in advance :)
-Benji
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The bed was so soft. The covers, silky smooth against his bare thighs with every slight nervous adjustment, served only to reinforce his feeling of nakedness. His paws felt so smooth against his thighs... it took so much of his concentration not to rub them against himself, their soft fur was so irresistibly soft...
He waited patiently as she had told him to. She would be back soon, and until then his anxiety merely ran wild. It would be so easy just to let his soft paws wander... his poor aching cock was begging for attention at this point. He felt them almost imperceptibly drift between his legs to his inner thighs, and gasped at the sudden sensation. His hips wiggled of their own accord, rubbing his thighs needingly against the new found material. Ever so softly, he moaned, hoping she would return soon. He was growing desperate...
From outside the room she told him to close his eyes and not open them until told. She heard a slightly hesitant, "yes, my owner." She slowly peeked inside and saw his eyes closed, as he laid there squirming she could see his excitement poking against the covers, she smiled.
She walked over towards him reminding him to keep his eyes closed as she pulled the covers off him. She smiled again seeing his cute lil bunny ears, then his furry paws, then a small tuft of fur down in between his legs underneath his hard cock. With a lite tug on his arm she pulled him into a sitting position. Sitting tall in front of her on the bed she leaned down and kissed his soft lips, "I love you my bunny." As she said this she wrapped a blindfold across his eyes and tied it in the back. "Stand up."
She took a few steps back as he stood up in front of her, loving the sight of him naked and hard in all his bunny-ness. Taking his hands into hers, she places them on her hips, "Listen closely my pet, I want you to undress your owner, but you may only use your hands as your eyes."
His breath caught in his throat at her words. He froze to the spot, taking in the full implications of her command. He whined ever so slightly. His cock was already twitching with need. "Mmhh.."
Ever so slowly he curled his fingers into the fabric of her shirt, just above her hips feeling her soft skin beneath. He could hear her breath, long and relaxed, yet as he lifted up her shirt, noticed her breathing quicken for just a moment. He could imagine her pearlescent flesh right before him, slowly revealed, and could only imagine the image of her soft breasts as they were unveiled. He could smell her aroma, heady and mixed... a smell he had so associated with their closeness, being so used to scenting her while up close to her, and so usually in an intimate context...Intense feelings flooded through him, waves of submissive arousal. His cock twitched, and he felt the jolt from it all up his spine. He gasped at it, pausing in his work.
Noticing his distraction she slowly reached over and rubbed her thumb across the head of his obviously needy cock, seeing his whole body squirm at her touch, "You are such a good lil desperate bunny, now do as you were told."
"Uhhh.." he moaned, feeling his knees go weak at her touch. He clenched his teeth against the pleasure, trying to concentrate through his lust-filled mind, and resumed his task.
He lifted her shirt up and over her head, knowing that she was now topless merely sent his mind reeling.
His fingertips felt blindly for her after he had delicately placed her shirt on the invisible floor. He almost jumped as he felt the soft skin of her stomach, feeling so vulnerable at being blind, almost afraid, but he knew he was safe with her. He very gently traced his fingers down her stomach, to the lip of her jeans. He fumbled for the clasp, finding the button at last, and began trying to undo it. It felt weird trying to undo jeans from the "outside", let alone being blind. He was sure she was enjoying his struggle, both the physical one, and the one going on in his mind...
He felt the button give way at last, and her waistband slackened... he paused, trying to collect himself, and cautiously undid the zip, trying to ignore the feeling of the silky material beneath... He held his breath as he gently, ever so slowly, curled his fingertips inside her jeans, and slid them down her hips. He could feel her soft flesh beneath, his fingers gliding silkily over them, merely driving him to greater need.
He crouched down, pulling them down her legs, across her knees, to her ankles, and felt her step out of them. He placed them aside and steadied himself against her as he stood, merely resulting in him brushing his face across her stomach as he rose, unable to prevent himself pausing momentarily to rest his head against her, feeling her soft skin... He sighed raggedly, wanting nothing more than to feel her against him, using him any way she wanted, any way she could... anything for some release...
He rose and had to reach out to find his place, his hands resting on her sides as he tried to stand steady, but he couldn't help but double over slightly, unable to stand straight when his cock was so achingly needy...
He whined. A pure, submissive whine of need. He knew he had to do as he was told... but it was getting hard to concentrate. All he could think about was her body, beautiful before him but he couldn't see it. He couldn't help but let his hands wander, drifting across her silken skin. It was all he could do to not break down and beg her to make him cum there and then.
At last, he let them drift down, across her midriff, to the lip of her panties. He could feel them, an almost imperceptible crease separating them from her body, with the blindfold on it was difficult to tell where they ended and her gorgeously soft body began. He let out a deep sigh, utterly aroused by his situation. Forced to do something which sent waves of submission and arousal through him, yet unable to even touch himself, to assuage the ache that was sending jolts from his cock to his whole body, a screaming need in him to get relief, no matter what. He had to have it, he couldn't take much more of this.
He leaned in close, sinking to one knee, and felt his lips scant inches from her panties, as he slowly peeled them down, feeling them come away like a second skin. He felt his face drift so slowly against her, until he finally felt himself against her, and pressed himself into her, needing the support, the closeness, to help him ignore his need, and to remind him to be obedient.
He could almost feel the heat from her legs, just below, so close to him, and him so close to it... That object of his desire, that he associated so closely with pleasure, hers and his. Of course, her pleasure came first, and he was always rewarded...
Reluctantly, he moved down, away from her, and let her panties pool around her ankles. He could feel his whole cock, so sensitive, bobbing delightfully yet tantalizingly, torturous yet wonderful. Every sensation so heightened by his sensitivity. With that, he stood before her and let his hands drift to his side. He stood, as straight as he could, his body visibly twitching with every pulse and jolt from his cock. His mouth lay open noticeably, his lip quivering with the need which was making his whole body tingle, and his cock burn with desperation...
She stood for a moment, silent, looking him up and down, noticing every twitch and quiver. She smiled, he belonged to her and she loved owning him. This made the aching she felt deep between her thighs grow stronger and she knew only one thing would cure it. She almost couldn't help herself, she wanted to take him into her arms, but her bunny needed to be used, needed to feel that he was owned.
She wrapped one hand around his needy cock and gently pulled him a little closer to her. She smiled as she heard his moans, they were begging her to give him some release without using any words, but she slid her hand off softly."Soon lil bunny" she whispered. Leaning in, she litely kissed his neck as she slowly turned them both so she was in a position to sit on the bed.
Softly running her fingertips up us his chest, she placed a hand on either shoulder and gently pushed down letting him know that he was to get down on his knees. For a few brief seconds, as he was kneeling before her, she pulled his head against her and held him. Sliding down, she sat on the edge of the bed and pulled his blindfolded face down to the aching between her thighs.
He knew exactly what was expected and greedily began his task as she lay back and immediately felt utter pleasure. Her fingers were intertwined in his hair, pulling him closer. The sounds of his desperate moans and the hungry licks of his sweet tongue only heightened her arousal. She would use him well this night but her pleasure would come first.
His heart had soared, and he had felt his whole body lift when she had finally touched him, only to be replaced by a feeling of emptiness when she had let go. Now, though, he knew what he had to do. He knew what was expected of him, no matter how horny, how desperate he was. His tongue flicked across her clit, back and forth, before he dove in deeper, pressing his face against her, desperate to please her as much as he could...
He could barely think. Everything, every thought in his mind, was sex. He wanted to cum, and he wanted to make his owner cum. He wanted her to use him, make him cum, however she wanted, anything, just to cum. He needed to cum! So badly! It was almost unbearable. He could feel his cock twitching, sending an ache through his shaft to his thighs. His tip was burning with the need to cum. He could feel sweat starting to form on his brow, so desperate was he to release, to cum...
As he kneeled before her, at the edge of the bed, he felt his body move forward of it's own accord. His head tilted back, and he licked faster, deeper... Meanwhile, he could feel the edge of the bed, the soft covers so amazing to feel... He couldn't control himself. He began to thrust against the bed, the soft fabric feeling amazing on his oh-so-sensitive cock. He couldn't cum like this, he knew it. He could barely feel it. He needed more, but for now this is all he could get. He needed something, anything to touch him... but this was just making it worse!
Every soft caress of the sheets on his almost dripping cock was like a tickle, which soon became an itch he had no way to scratch, a deep, longing need... He felt himself humping against the bed, and began to moan, whine with desperation. His hands gripped her thighs a little tighter, betraying just how needy he had become. He felt himself begin to shiver, and was worried he was going to start crying. It felt so good, and yet it ached, it burned, he needed relief, he needed release, he needed to cum, more than anything else in the world... he needed to cum.
She could feel his desperate humping against her leg, she smiled to herself for a moment, but knew that he would be distracted from the task at hand very easily by it. He would be able to concentrate much more if he got a bit more attention, so she placed her feet on either side of his aching cock. Quickly his desperate moans changed to those of sheer pleasure and his face buried deeper into her as his cock thrust between her feet. That was the attention he had been craving.
His tongue was just what she needed, and hearing his sounds of pleasure added to her excitement as she could feel herself nearing orgasm. Her hands entangled themselves in his hair as she pulled him closer, her body shaking as the waves of pleasure swept over her.
As she came, her feet released his cock, her hands softly pushed his head away, and she lay there breathing hard, barely noticing that his moans had turned to desperate whimpers again.
After a few minutes which could've only seemed like an eternity to her bunny and his needy cock, she sat up smiling, "such a good lil bunny, you did very well." She ran a few fingers across his cheek as she leaned down and passionately kissed his sweet lips.
Moving off the bed she told him, "hop up lil bunny," patting the bed, "you can do it, just feel for it." She smiled seeing him get up onto the bed and praised him with little pets. " Now lay back." He was at her mercy, his cock still hard and desperate, she leaned over and kissed it's head, her tongue licking off some of the wetness. His moaning grew louder as he squirmed and tried to thrust his hips up to get all the attention he could. One of her hands reached under him and wiggled his tail, making sure it was pushed in properly.
"I think my bunny needs to be milked." She smiled down at him. "Give me your hands." As he placed his hands out in front of him she tied his wrists. Just a few more things before my bunny gets to cum." He squirmed and moaned in utter desperation and disbelief. "Do you need to be gagged lil bunny?"
"Mmmhh... No..." he whimpered through wet lips, as his mouth hung open in a never-ending silent moan. He felt his hips squirm out of his control, thrusting desperately into the air as though the bed were on fire, anything for any pleasure he could get. He couldn't take much more... and yet, his inherent obedience kept him still, as still as he could be. He waited as patiently as he could. He needed to obey, because he loved her, and she loved him, and she was so good to him. He needed to obey... only that thought, that imprinted idea, was stronger than his need to cum.
"Good lil bunny, as sexy as you would look gagged, I love to hear you more, so I would hate to have to do that." She took his bound wrists and gently placed them over his head. "Roll onto your tummy."
He did so very obediently and with very little sound. "Now get up onto your knees and lift up that cute little ass." She had to help him since his hands were bound over his head, but he did so eagerly even tho his moans told another story. She could tell that he was nervous, wondering what was going to happen to him. "Don't worry lil bunny," she smiled.
Her hands ran up his back to his ass, caressing his cheeks. "Such a cute little tail you have bunny, why don't you show your owner how good little bunny's wiggle their tails?" She lightly wiggled his tail before letting it go so he could perform for her.
He felt his cheeks flush hot red, despite his needy state, he always blushed with embarrassment when she talked to him like this, when she made his perform for her... And though he didn't like to admit it, he loved it. In fact, it just turned him on even more...
He didn't like to admit, either, that it felt good when she focused on the things that made him blush most. She knew he blushed when she mentioned his ass, caressed it...
He rolled his head to one side and closed his eyes. His cheeks felt hot against the cool bed. With a moment's pause, he felt his resistance crumble with his imminent need... and shook his ass a little, back and forth for her, feeling the fur tickle him.
She smiled and giggled, she loved to see him blush. "Very good!" She even clapped.
"Now..." she slowly started running her hands up his back and caressing his ass again. She wiggled his tail a bit, pushing it in then pulling out. She did this a few times before removing it. "I think my bunny needs something else."
She ran her finger around the hole as she reached for something. "I want my bunny to really enjoy this because I know how badly you need to cum and what an obedient lil bunny you've been for your owner." She slowly inserted a remote control vibe, "roll over my pet." She helped him.
He felt slightly nervous, a little more even than when she had asked him to wag his tail for her, at her words. He had been surprised when she had removed his tail, just after playing with it... and a little unnerved when he felt a slight pang of emptiness he had never felt before. He was so used to having a tail now. Somehow that didn't frighten him as much as he thought it should. It didn't even frighten him how good it had felt when her finger had circled him, slowly tracing his new-found pleasure-centre.
He had an inkling about what she had inserted, and knew she had planned this from the start. He knew he wouldn't be able to hold back... he never could. Especially not now, so close to the orgasm he had been begging silently for. He knew that was what was missing. He knew he had to beg. Beg her to make him cum. He didn't have to look to know there was a control in her hand. She was in total control of his pleasure, of his orgasm. She would make him beg before he could cum... and he wanted to.
She leaned in close to his ear, litely kissed his neck, then whispered, "I'm so proud to own you, you're such an obedient, sexy, and desperate lil bunny and now it's your turn..."
She sat down next to him on the bed, his needy cock twitching, begging for attention. She wrapped her hand firmly around it and slowly started stroking it. Almost immediately his hips were rising and falling, his moans grew louder and longer.
"MMmmm my bunny really needed to be milked."
She stroked faster and at the same time turned the vibe on with her other hand. She smiled as she watched her bunny enjoy his reward. "Obedient lil bunny's get to cum for their owners."
"Yes... cum... for my owner..." he managed to groan between his lewd, unabashed moans of sheer lust, "obedient... milked... yes..." he struggled with his words, his brain slowly losing it's grasp on even speech as his "reward" eroded his mind, and he crumbled in the face of the colossal orgasm he was about to receive.
He loved feeling the vibe inside him, the vibrations sending literal waves of pleasure down his cock in time with the strokes of her hand, and his thrusts into her loving grip. It was all too much. He could feel himself helplessly humping her hand, unable to stop even if he had wanted to. He was broken. He had nothing left to give, except for the obvious.
Every part of his body was screaming for release. He needed it more than the air he was taking in in little gasps, almost choking on the utter pleasure riddling his body. He needed it, no, more than that, he had to have it. There was nothing else but her and his impending release, his orgasm, his twitching, desperate cock. The only thing he needed more was her. Even now, even in this moment, he would choose her over anything else.
He felt his back arch, as his body responded to an instinctual drive... he lifted himself off of the bed, his knees bending beneath him. He screwed his eyes tight, it felt so good it almost hurt... He would do anything, anything to cum. Anything to cum for his owner, any way she wanted, just so she would make him cum...
She so loved the whimpers and moans, the squirming and helpless, mindless thrusts. The wondrous movements and sounds only served to fuel her strokes.
"I so love making my lil bunny cum, knowing that only I have that power..."
She leaned down and placed a few little kisses and licks on his thigh, his moans grew louder.
"...such a good little bunny, so very helpless, vulnerable, all mine."
Her free hand moved to play with his balls, caressing them, holding them, all the while her other hand moving in fast strokes, never slowing. She could tell he wouldn't last much longer at this rate. Without any warning she turned the vibe up a notch and smiled as she saw the pleasure pour thru him.
She ran her finger tips litely up and down his thighs, caressing them, heightening his sensitivity. Her fingers would find his balls again in between, playing with them and then down her finger would travel under them, tracing around that special place that held the vibe. His whole ass lifted as she did this, almost asking for more.
"MMmmm I can see how much my bunny is enjoying his reward and I know how much my bunny needs to cum...cum lil bunny...cum."
He shivered as she traced a finger down his thighs. He was so sensitive now, so close to the edge, that even her gentle touch was almost too much.
Almost beside himself, he muttered the words she was so effectively imprinting in his mind.
"Vul..ner..ble.. help.. less.." he muttered between gasps. It felt good to be hers, so vulnerable, so helpless, knowing she could do anything to him right now, and he would be too fogged in pleasure to resist. Her words hung in his mind, everything she said making such an impact on him. He was so impressionable when he was like this, so easy to mold to her delights...
The pleasure was just a wash across his body. every little twitch and moan betrayed his utter arousal. He had never felt so used, and yet, so safe, so cared for...
Her touch was too much for his poor boyish mind. He felt the last threads of himself snap like a penny dropping in the distance. He was done, nothing left but a desire to cum. To cum for his owner, to empty himself, when he had never felt so full...
"Yes.. cum.. please make me cum, please make bunny cum!!"
He felt himself thrust faster, partly because he couldn't stop himself, partly trying futilely to escape the maddening vibrations the vibe was sending up his cock. He whimpered truly desperately... a true cry of submission, of surrender... surrender to her will, her ownership, and the power she had over him. He turned as best he could, hoping she could see his need, and the sincerity of his cries...
She continued her little torments on his sensitive, squirmy, helpless flesh as she stroked his cock. She knew he wouldn't last much longer.
"I think my bunny needs a little bit more..." she turned the vibe up a notch as she watched his entire body tense, his moans stopped for a second replaced by a huge gasp.
"Let it go my lil bunny...cum for me...cum now..." Her strokes started moving faster, her grip tightened. "...cum my lil bunny"
She was right. He was right on the edge, and right where she wanted him. He would never be as submissive as he was now... deprive a society of food and it will riot, but deprive a boy of his one true need and he will crumble and break.
He could feel that special tingle rising, that always seemed to start in a place he couldn't detect, but soon he could feel it rising up inside him, he could feel the heat on his forehead, the tingle on his nose, his toes curling up in anticipation... he was being made to cum, at last, and he loved it. He loved that he had no choice, that he came whenever she wanted him to, and that she would make him cum in the most wonderful ways. He loved desperately begging and squirming and writhing in agonistic pleasure before her, and he loved that she loved it just as much.
He felt his throat tighten, and all he could do was release a soft little croak of surrender.
"I... I... gonna... cum..." he managed to force through clenched teeth.
The tingle was now centered solely upon his tip, and he knew he was there. He couldn't stop it now even if he wanted to. His body went on auto-pilot as his mouth opened and his hips froze. He was right on the edge, completely at her mercy, utterly helpless to resist her, or his own needs...
"Very good my lil bunny...that's it...let it go...you make your owner so proud..."
Her words were more than enough to tip him over the edge. He felt himself pass the point of no return, and all at once, his body froze, and his vision went white. He felt that pleasure beyond anything else, of cumming so very hard having waited for so long. As soon as his first spasm was over, his legs writhed helplessly in sheer ecstasy. His head threw back in one long moan, followed by the gasps and pants of a body-shaking orgasm. His hands gripped so tightly to the bed his fingers hurt as he felt himself lose himself completely, totally and utterly. In that moment, nothing but hers, her little cum bunny.
Just as the last spasms finished she curled him up into her arms, holding his head against her soft, naked breasts. With a very gentle movement, as he was still catching his breath, she lifted his head and removed the blindfold and looked into his gorgeous eyes as she stroked his hair.
"It's ok my lil bunny...relax...I am here...just relax and know that I love you and you are safe." She smiled down at him, almost rocking him.
Even in the throes of a mind shattering orgasm, as his breath came in short, deep gasps, he felt her hold him close. As the blindfold was lifted, he looked dazedly upon his owner, his features a mix of sheer pleasure and exhaustion. As she cradled him against her, he could already feel his breathing slow, his used and spent body relaxing against her. As if by design, his head rested against her naked chest, staring back up at her. Her hand stroking his hair was sending waves of relaxation through him.
His breath rolled across her as he slowly came down, until he at last was breathing in deep, slow, contented sighs. He pressed up against her weakly, and moaned ever so softly to show his adoration; words being much beyond him at this point.
He felt his whole body sinking, that heavy yet oh-so content feeling flooding through him... it was so easy to just drift away as his whole body relaxed. He felt so safe, so warm... so loved and cared for...
He could hear his owner's words in his ear, holding him close against her, and at that moment, he felt as though all was right with the world. He felt as though he was exactly where he should be. His owner cuddling him, reassuring him, whispering to him, helping him relax... His eyes slowly closed, his lids so heavy, and as he slowly drifted to sleep, her voice was the last thing he heard... and he knew, he was right where he belonged.
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(A story written by both my owner and I. Contains Dom/sub, pet play, desperation. Spelling errors and grammatical mistakes have probably been missed and will probably be rectified soon. If that really gets to you sometimes, as it often does me, suggest you avoid until a grammar-revised version is posted.
Thanks for reading in advance :)
-Benji
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The bed was so soft. The covers, silky smooth against his bare thighs with every slight nervous adjustment, served only to reinforce his feeling of nakedness. His paws felt so smooth against his thighs... it took so much of his concentration not to rub them against himself, their soft fur was so irresistibly soft...
He waited patiently as she had told him to. She would be back soon, and until then his anxiety merely ran wild. It would be so easy just to let his soft paws wander... his poor aching cock was begging for attention at this point. He felt them almost imperceptibly drift between his legs to his inner thighs, and gasped at the sudden sensation. His hips wiggled of their own accord, rubbing his thighs needingly against the new found material. Ever so softly, he moaned, hoping she would return soon. He was growing desperate...
From outside the room she told him to close his eyes and not open them until told. She heard a slightly hesitant, "yes, my owner." She slowly peeked inside and saw his eyes closed, as he laid there squirming she could see his excitement poking against the covers, she smiled.
She walked over towards him reminding him to keep his eyes closed as she pulled the covers off him. She smiled again seeing his cute lil bunny ears, then his furry paws, then a small tuft of fur down in between his legs underneath his hard cock. With a lite tug on his arm she pulled him into a sitting position. Sitting tall in front of her on the bed she leaned down and kissed his soft lips, "I love you my bunny." As she said this she wrapped a blindfold across his eyes and tied it in the back. "Stand up."
She took a few steps back as he stood up in front of her, loving the sight of him naked and hard in all his bunny-ness. Taking his hands into hers, she places them on her hips, "Listen closely my pet, I want you to undress your owner, but you may only use your hands as your eyes."
His breath caught in his throat at her words. He froze to the spot, taking in the full implications of her command. He whined ever so slightly. His cock was already twitching with need. "Mmhh.."
Ever so slowly he curled his fingers into the fabric of her shirt, just above her hips feeling her soft skin beneath. He could hear her breath, long and relaxed, yet as he lifted up her shirt, noticed her breathing quicken for just a moment. He could imagine her pearlescent flesh right before him, slowly revealed, and could only imagine the image of her soft breasts as they were unveiled. He could smell her aroma, heady and mixed... a smell he had so associated with their closeness, being so used to scenting her while up close to her, and so usually in an intimate context...Intense feelings flooded through him, waves of submissive arousal. His cock twitched, and he felt the jolt from it all up his spine. He gasped at it, pausing in his work.
Noticing his distraction she slowly reached over and rubbed her thumb across the head of his obviously needy cock, seeing his whole body squirm at her touch, "You are such a good lil desperate bunny, now do as you were told."
"Uhhh.." he moaned, feeling his knees go weak at her touch. He clenched his teeth against the pleasure, trying to concentrate through his lust-filled mind, and resumed his task.
He lifted her shirt up and over her head, knowing that she was now topless merely sent his mind reeling.
His fingertips felt blindly for her after he had delicately placed her shirt on the invisible floor. He almost jumped as he felt the soft skin of her stomach, feeling so vulnerable at being blind, almost afraid, but he knew he was safe with her. He very gently traced his fingers down her stomach, to the lip of her jeans. He fumbled for the clasp, finding the button at last, and began trying to undo it. It felt weird trying to undo jeans from the "outside", let alone being blind. He was sure she was enjoying his struggle, both the physical one, and the one going on in his mind...
He felt the button give way at last, and her waistband slackened... he paused, trying to collect himself, and cautiously undid the zip, trying to ignore the feeling of the silky material beneath... He held his breath as he gently, ever so slowly, curled his fingertips inside her jeans, and slid them down her hips. He could feel her soft flesh beneath, his fingers gliding silkily over them, merely driving him to greater need.
He crouched down, pulling them down her legs, across her knees, to her ankles, and felt her step out of them. He placed them aside and steadied himself against her as he stood, merely resulting in him brushing his face across her stomach as he rose, unable to prevent himself pausing momentarily to rest his head against her, feeling her soft skin... He sighed raggedly, wanting nothing more than to feel her against him, using him any way she wanted, any way she could... anything for some release...
He rose and had to reach out to find his place, his hands resting on her sides as he tried to stand steady, but he couldn't help but double over slightly, unable to stand straight when his cock was so achingly needy...
He whined. A pure, submissive whine of need. He knew he had to do as he was told... but it was getting hard to concentrate. All he could think about was her body, beautiful before him but he couldn't see it. He couldn't help but let his hands wander, drifting across her silken skin. It was all he could do to not break down and beg her to make him cum there and then.
At last, he let them drift down, across her midriff, to the lip of her panties. He could feel them, an almost imperceptible crease separating them from her body, with the blindfold on it was difficult to tell where they ended and her gorgeously soft body began. He let out a deep sigh, utterly aroused by his situation. Forced to do something which sent waves of submission and arousal through him, yet unable to even touch himself, to assuage the ache that was sending jolts from his cock to his whole body, a screaming need in him to get relief, no matter what. He had to have it, he couldn't take much more of this.
He leaned in close, sinking to one knee, and felt his lips scant inches from her panties, as he slowly peeled them down, feeling them come away like a second skin. He felt his face drift so slowly against her, until he finally felt himself against her, and pressed himself into her, needing the support, the closeness, to help him ignore his need, and to remind him to be obedient.
He could almost feel the heat from her legs, just below, so close to him, and him so close to it... That object of his desire, that he associated so closely with pleasure, hers and his. Of course, her pleasure came first, and he was always rewarded...
Reluctantly, he moved down, away from her, and let her panties pool around her ankles. He could feel his whole cock, so sensitive, bobbing delightfully yet tantalizingly, torturous yet wonderful. Every sensation so heightened by his sensitivity. With that, he stood before her and let his hands drift to his side. He stood, as straight as he could, his body visibly twitching with every pulse and jolt from his cock. His mouth lay open noticeably, his lip quivering with the need which was making his whole body tingle, and his cock burn with desperation...
She stood for a moment, silent, looking him up and down, noticing every twitch and quiver. She smiled, he belonged to her and she loved owning him. This made the aching she felt deep between her thighs grow stronger and she knew only one thing would cure it. She almost couldn't help herself, she wanted to take him into her arms, but her bunny needed to be used, needed to feel that he was owned.
She wrapped one hand around his needy cock and gently pulled him a little closer to her. She smiled as she heard his moans, they were begging her to give him some release without using any words, but she slid her hand off softly."Soon lil bunny" she whispered. Leaning in, she litely kissed his neck as she slowly turned them both so she was in a position to sit on the bed.
Softly running her fingertips up us his chest, she placed a hand on either shoulder and gently pushed down letting him know that he was to get down on his knees. For a few brief seconds, as he was kneeling before her, she pulled his head against her and held him. Sliding down, she sat on the edge of the bed and pulled his blindfolded face down to the aching between her thighs.
He knew exactly what was expected and greedily began his task as she lay back and immediately felt utter pleasure. Her fingers were intertwined in his hair, pulling him closer. The sounds of his desperate moans and the hungry licks of his sweet tongue only heightened her arousal. She would use him well this night but her pleasure would come first.
His heart had soared, and he had felt his whole body lift when she had finally touched him, only to be replaced by a feeling of emptiness when she had let go. Now, though, he knew what he had to do. He knew what was expected of him, no matter how horny, how desperate he was. His tongue flicked across her clit, back and forth, before he dove in deeper, pressing his face against her, desperate to please her as much as he could...
He could barely think. Everything, every thought in his mind, was sex. He wanted to cum, and he wanted to make his owner cum. He wanted her to use him, make him cum, however she wanted, anything, just to cum. He needed to cum! So badly! It was almost unbearable. He could feel his cock twitching, sending an ache through his shaft to his thighs. His tip was burning with the need to cum. He could feel sweat starting to form on his brow, so desperate was he to release, to cum...
As he kneeled before her, at the edge of the bed, he felt his body move forward of it's own accord. His head tilted back, and he licked faster, deeper... Meanwhile, he could feel the edge of the bed, the soft covers so amazing to feel... He couldn't control himself. He began to thrust against the bed, the soft fabric feeling amazing on his oh-so-sensitive cock. He couldn't cum like this, he knew it. He could barely feel it. He needed more, but for now this is all he could get. He needed something, anything to touch him... but this was just making it worse!
Every soft caress of the sheets on his almost dripping cock was like a tickle, which soon became an itch he had no way to scratch, a deep, longing need... He felt himself humping against the bed, and began to moan, whine with desperation. His hands gripped her thighs a little tighter, betraying just how needy he had become. He felt himself begin to shiver, and was worried he was going to start crying. It felt so good, and yet it ached, it burned, he needed relief, he needed release, he needed to cum, more than anything else in the world... he needed to cum.
She could feel his desperate humping against her leg, she smiled to herself for a moment, but knew that he would be distracted from the task at hand very easily by it. He would be able to concentrate much more if he got a bit more attention, so she placed her feet on either side of his aching cock. Quickly his desperate moans changed to those of sheer pleasure and his face buried deeper into her as his cock thrust between her feet. That was the attention he had been craving.
His tongue was just what she needed, and hearing his sounds of pleasure added to her excitement as she could feel herself nearing orgasm. Her hands entangled themselves in his hair as she pulled him closer, her body shaking as the waves of pleasure swept over her.
As she came, her feet released his cock, her hands softly pushed his head away, and she lay there breathing hard, barely noticing that his moans had turned to desperate whimpers again.
After a few minutes which could've only seemed like an eternity to her bunny and his needy cock, she sat up smiling, "such a good lil bunny, you did very well." She ran a few fingers across his cheek as she leaned down and passionately kissed his sweet lips.
Moving off the bed she told him, "hop up lil bunny," patting the bed, "you can do it, just feel for it." She smiled seeing him get up onto the bed and praised him with little pets. " Now lay back." He was at her mercy, his cock still hard and desperate, she leaned over and kissed it's head, her tongue licking off some of the wetness. His moaning grew louder as he squirmed and tried to thrust his hips up to get all the attention he could. One of her hands reached under him and wiggled his tail, making sure it was pushed in properly.
"I think my bunny needs to be milked." She smiled down at him. "Give me your hands." As he placed his hands out in front of him she tied his wrists. Just a few more things before my bunny gets to cum." He squirmed and moaned in utter desperation and disbelief. "Do you need to be gagged lil bunny?"
"Mmmhh... No..." he whimpered through wet lips, as his mouth hung open in a never-ending silent moan. He felt his hips squirm out of his control, thrusting desperately into the air as though the bed were on fire, anything for any pleasure he could get. He couldn't take much more... and yet, his inherent obedience kept him still, as still as he could be. He waited as patiently as he could. He needed to obey, because he loved her, and she loved him, and she was so good to him. He needed to obey... only that thought, that imprinted idea, was stronger than his need to cum.
"Good lil bunny, as sexy as you would look gagged, I love to hear you more, so I would hate to have to do that." She took his bound wrists and gently placed them over his head. "Roll onto your tummy."
He did so very obediently and with very little sound. "Now get up onto your knees and lift up that cute little ass." She had to help him since his hands were bound over his head, but he did so eagerly even tho his moans told another story. She could tell that he was nervous, wondering what was going to happen to him. "Don't worry lil bunny," she smiled.
Her hands ran up his back to his ass, caressing his cheeks. "Such a cute little tail you have bunny, why don't you show your owner how good little bunny's wiggle their tails?" She lightly wiggled his tail before letting it go so he could perform for her.
He felt his cheeks flush hot red, despite his needy state, he always blushed with embarrassment when she talked to him like this, when she made his perform for her... And though he didn't like to admit it, he loved it. In fact, it just turned him on even more...
He didn't like to admit, either, that it felt good when she focused on the things that made him blush most. She knew he blushed when she mentioned his ass, caressed it...
He rolled his head to one side and closed his eyes. His cheeks felt hot against the cool bed. With a moment's pause, he felt his resistance crumble with his imminent need... and shook his ass a little, back and forth for her, feeling the fur tickle him.
She smiled and giggled, she loved to see him blush. "Very good!" She even clapped.
"Now..." she slowly started running her hands up his back and caressing his ass again. She wiggled his tail a bit, pushing it in then pulling out. She did this a few times before removing it. "I think my bunny needs something else."
She ran her finger around the hole as she reached for something. "I want my bunny to really enjoy this because I know how badly you need to cum and what an obedient lil bunny you've been for your owner." She slowly inserted a remote control vibe, "roll over my pet." She helped him.
He felt slightly nervous, a little more even than when she had asked him to wag his tail for her, at her words. He had been surprised when she had removed his tail, just after playing with it... and a little unnerved when he felt a slight pang of emptiness he had never felt before. He was so used to having a tail now. Somehow that didn't frighten him as much as he thought it should. It didn't even frighten him how good it had felt when her finger had circled him, slowly tracing his new-found pleasure-centre.
He had an inkling about what she had inserted, and knew she had planned this from the start. He knew he wouldn't be able to hold back... he never could. Especially not now, so close to the orgasm he had been begging silently for. He knew that was what was missing. He knew he had to beg. Beg her to make him cum. He didn't have to look to know there was a control in her hand. She was in total control of his pleasure, of his orgasm. She would make him beg before he could cum... and he wanted to.
She leaned in close to his ear, litely kissed his neck, then whispered, "I'm so proud to own you, you're such an obedient, sexy, and desperate lil bunny and now it's your turn..."
She sat down next to him on the bed, his needy cock twitching, begging for attention. She wrapped her hand firmly around it and slowly started stroking it. Almost immediately his hips were rising and falling, his moans grew louder and longer.
"MMmmm my bunny really needed to be milked."
She stroked faster and at the same time turned the vibe on with her other hand. She smiled as she watched her bunny enjoy his reward. "Obedient lil bunny's get to cum for their owners."
"Yes... cum... for my owner..." he managed to groan between his lewd, unabashed moans of sheer lust, "obedient... milked... yes..." he struggled with his words, his brain slowly losing it's grasp on even speech as his "reward" eroded his mind, and he crumbled in the face of the colossal orgasm he was about to receive.
He loved feeling the vibe inside him, the vibrations sending literal waves of pleasure down his cock in time with the strokes of her hand, and his thrusts into her loving grip. It was all too much. He could feel himself helplessly humping her hand, unable to stop even if he had wanted to. He was broken. He had nothing left to give, except for the obvious.
Every part of his body was screaming for release. He needed it more than the air he was taking in in little gasps, almost choking on the utter pleasure riddling his body. He needed it, no, more than that, he had to have it. There was nothing else but her and his impending release, his orgasm, his twitching, desperate cock. The only thing he needed more was her. Even now, even in this moment, he would choose her over anything else.
He felt his back arch, as his body responded to an instinctual drive... he lifted himself off of the bed, his knees bending beneath him. He screwed his eyes tight, it felt so good it almost hurt... He would do anything, anything to cum. Anything to cum for his owner, any way she wanted, just so she would make him cum...
She so loved the whimpers and moans, the squirming and helpless, mindless thrusts. The wondrous movements and sounds only served to fuel her strokes.
"I so love making my lil bunny cum, knowing that only I have that power..."
She leaned down and placed a few little kisses and licks on his thigh, his moans grew louder.
"...such a good little bunny, so very helpless, vulnerable, all mine."
Her free hand moved to play with his balls, caressing them, holding them, all the while her other hand moving in fast strokes, never slowing. She could tell he wouldn't last much longer at this rate. Without any warning she turned the vibe up a notch and smiled as she saw the pleasure pour thru him.
She ran her finger tips litely up and down his thighs, caressing them, heightening his sensitivity. Her fingers would find his balls again in between, playing with them and then down her finger would travel under them, tracing around that special place that held the vibe. His whole ass lifted as she did this, almost asking for more.
"MMmmm I can see how much my bunny is enjoying his reward and I know how much my bunny needs to cum...cum lil bunny...cum."
He shivered as she traced a finger down his thighs. He was so sensitive now, so close to the edge, that even her gentle touch was almost too much.
Almost beside himself, he muttered the words she was so effectively imprinting in his mind.
"Vul..ner..ble.. help.. less.." he muttered between gasps. It felt good to be hers, so vulnerable, so helpless, knowing she could do anything to him right now, and he would be too fogged in pleasure to resist. Her words hung in his mind, everything she said making such an impact on him. He was so impressionable when he was like this, so easy to mold to her delights...
The pleasure was just a wash across his body. every little twitch and moan betrayed his utter arousal. He had never felt so used, and yet, so safe, so cared for...
Her touch was too much for his poor boyish mind. He felt the last threads of himself snap like a penny dropping in the distance. He was done, nothing left but a desire to cum. To cum for his owner, to empty himself, when he had never felt so full...
"Yes.. cum.. please make me cum, please make bunny cum!!"
He felt himself thrust faster, partly because he couldn't stop himself, partly trying futilely to escape the maddening vibrations the vibe was sending up his cock. He whimpered truly desperately... a true cry of submission, of surrender... surrender to her will, her ownership, and the power she had over him. He turned as best he could, hoping she could see his need, and the sincerity of his cries...
She continued her little torments on his sensitive, squirmy, helpless flesh as she stroked his cock. She knew he wouldn't last much longer.
"I think my bunny needs a little bit more..." she turned the vibe up a notch as she watched his entire body tense, his moans stopped for a second replaced by a huge gasp.
"Let it go my lil bunny...cum for me...cum now..." Her strokes started moving faster, her grip tightened. "...cum my lil bunny"
She was right. He was right on the edge, and right where she wanted him. He would never be as submissive as he was now... deprive a society of food and it will riot, but deprive a boy of his one true need and he will crumble and break.
He could feel that special tingle rising, that always seemed to start in a place he couldn't detect, but soon he could feel it rising up inside him, he could feel the heat on his forehead, the tingle on his nose, his toes curling up in anticipation... he was being made to cum, at last, and he loved it. He loved that he had no choice, that he came whenever she wanted him to, and that she would make him cum in the most wonderful ways. He loved desperately begging and squirming and writhing in agonistic pleasure before her, and he loved that she loved it just as much.
He felt his throat tighten, and all he could do was release a soft little croak of surrender.
"I... I... gonna... cum..." he managed to force through clenched teeth.
The tingle was now centered solely upon his tip, and he knew he was there. He couldn't stop it now even if he wanted to. His body went on auto-pilot as his mouth opened and his hips froze. He was right on the edge, completely at her mercy, utterly helpless to resist her, or his own needs...
"Very good my lil bunny...that's it...let it go...you make your owner so proud..."
Her words were more than enough to tip him over the edge. He felt himself pass the point of no return, and all at once, his body froze, and his vision went white. He felt that pleasure beyond anything else, of cumming so very hard having waited for so long. As soon as his first spasm was over, his legs writhed helplessly in sheer ecstasy. His head threw back in one long moan, followed by the gasps and pants of a body-shaking orgasm. His hands gripped so tightly to the bed his fingers hurt as he felt himself lose himself completely, totally and utterly. In that moment, nothing but hers, her little cum bunny.
Just as the last spasms finished she curled him up into her arms, holding his head against her soft, naked breasts. With a very gentle movement, as he was still catching his breath, she lifted his head and removed the blindfold and looked into his gorgeous eyes as she stroked his hair.
"It's ok my lil bunny...relax...I am here...just relax and know that I love you and you are safe." She smiled down at him, almost rocking him.
Even in the throes of a mind shattering orgasm, as his breath came in short, deep gasps, he felt her hold him close. As the blindfold was lifted, he looked dazedly upon his owner, his features a mix of sheer pleasure and exhaustion. As she cradled him against her, he could already feel his breathing slow, his used and spent body relaxing against her. As if by design, his head rested against her naked chest, staring back up at her. Her hand stroking his hair was sending waves of relaxation through him.
His breath rolled across her as he slowly came down, until he at last was breathing in deep, slow, contented sighs. He pressed up against her weakly, and moaned ever so softly to show his adoration; words being much beyond him at this point.
He felt his whole body sinking, that heavy yet oh-so content feeling flooding through him... it was so easy to just drift away as his whole body relaxed. He felt so safe, so warm... so loved and cared for...
He could hear his owner's words in his ear, holding him close against her, and at that moment, he felt as though all was right with the world. He felt as though he was exactly where he should be. His owner cuddling him, reassuring him, whispering to him, helping him relax... His eyes slowly closed, his lids so heavy, and as he slowly drifted to sleep, her voice was the last thing he heard... and he knew, he was right where he belonged.