She had a perfect body. Her soft fur, like silk on her sylphlike body, the gentle curves and contours of her form weaving out to her much larger, curvaceous rear… and it was all his. With a little bit of training, she will definitely make a fine slave. The espeon snarled and growled with powerless frustration as the male sized her up like she was a piece of meat. He was an expert on reading fresh slaves. This one had obviously come from a place of wealth and influence, and was accustomed to a more lavish lifestyle. Being treated like a slave was obviously a frustrating blow to her ego… but beneath her resilient exterior, he could also sense something deeper. Fear, at the prospect of serving as a slave for the rest of her life, and, beyond that, perhaps even a bit of… desire.
Normally he had a bit of a process for breaking down the willpower of rebellious slaves, but he wasn’t in the mood for it at the moment. The thrill of lording over the gorgeous espeon was getting to his head, and his body was begging him for release, so he decided to skip to his favorite part. He pressed a paw against her back, pushing her down close to the ground, before hooking his legs over to the other side so that he was straddling the espeon’s entire body. His burning hard shaft was presented right in front of her face, and the espeon blushes deeply when she realized what Shiver was planning. “No… no, don’t you dare,” she gasped, trying to break free from Shiver’s hold, but he held her firmly in place. “Don’t you dare! I-I’ll bite it right off.”
“No, you won’t. We both know you won’t. In fact, I can even tell you what you ARE going to do -- everything I say, like a good slave,” he said, in a confident, authoritative tone, as if he was some completely sure of his own power. The espeon was stunned by this, suddenly unable to talk back as she was stunned by the glaceon’s audacity. She whimpered as his large, pink shift pressed up against her soft lips as he leaned forwards. “We can do this the easy way, or the hard way. Now, open your mouth...” There were a few moments of stillness, and Shiver thought he would have to force his way in; however, to his surprise, the rebellious slave eventually parted her lips. He was invigorated by her obedience. Perhaps this would be easier than he expected. “There you go… good girl…” He smiled as he slowly leaned forward, sliding his manhood slowly into the confines of her warm, wet mouth. He went slowly and gently at first, to reward the espeon for being so obedient. “Mm…” He moaned quietly as he laid his head down on the comfortable, soft fur of her back, as he slowly thrusted forwards.
“This is insane,” the espeon thought to herself as she gagged, her nostrils burned by the musk of the glaceon’s unwashed crotch pressing against her face. How did she get herself into this mess? It was an almost surreal feeling, feeling the male’s wide shaft resting on her tongue, slowly getting used to its bizarre flavor and texture. She had never really… done anything like this before, admittedly, but she occasionally wondered what it would be like. In fact, despite her domineering persona in public, she sometimes fantasized about being dominated herself. She was resistant at first, but something about the glaceon’s confidence in his superiority sent chills down her spine. Not knowing quite what to do, she just lays there quietly as the glaceon thrusts into her mouth with increasing fervor, as she tries her best to breathe.
Shiver is usually much more harsh with new slaves, but he could sense something lurking within the espeon; a desire to serve. He wanted to nurse this obedient facet of the otherwise rebellious espeon, and let it grow. If he took things slowly, she would quickly learn to love being a slave. Thus, while he was tempted to just thrust his shaft into her throat as deep as it could go, he instead opted to be a bit more gentle, letting the espeon get used to the musty smell that she would soon be worshipping. Every time he was about to reach his climax, he would pause for a few moments, edging himself with the espeon’s soft lips. He smiled as she grunted and groaned beneath him, her jaws growing increasingly sore as the minutes dragged by. She would have to get used to it, because he had already decided that he wasn’t going to pull out until he got his much-awaited release.
He thrusts into the espeon’s maw with increasing desperation, the tension spreading from his crotch and filling his entire body. Eventually, he doesn’t have the willpower to hold back anymore, and moans out loudly as relief floods him. The espeon clenched her eyes shut as he climaxed, his load having nowhere else to go but directly down her throat. Her neck bulged as she obediently gulped it down, and once he felt like he’d emptied his balls into the espeon’s belly, Shiver finally withdrew. It wasn’t the best blowjob he’s ever had -- far from it -- but it was a release, at least. She would learn in time. “There. That wasn’t so bad, was it?” He smirked as he watched the espeon gasping in relief as fresh air filled her lungs once again. “As I said, do as I say, and I can make things enjoyable for the both of us.”
“F… fuck… you,” the espeon coughed, some of her fighting spirit returning to her. Shiver chuckled. At this point, he knew she was just putting on a facade; the prideful espeon still trying to maintain her independence even despite her secret love of subservience. He frowned, though, when she tried to walk back to the door.
“Hey, you’re not done yet,” he called, and she turned to him again, looking confused. He gestured down to his still-erect manhood, now standing at attention in the open air, covered in spunk. “What, are you just going to leave it like this? Lick my cock clean.” The espeon glared at him, disgusted by the request. “What did I just say? Do what I tell you or this is going to get so much worse.” Eventually, she sighed, defeated, and sat down in front of the glaceon as Shiver leaned up against the wall of his room. She winced at the smell of Shiver’s musk once again; it smelled like he hadn’t washed in, well, ever. Still, she reluctantly leaned her head down and sent her tongue along the length of his shaft, cleaning the male of his own juices. Immediately, she pulled back and gagged, overwhelmed by the disgusting taste. “... did I tell you to stop?”
She glared at him again in disbelief. Did he really expect her to do this? It certainly didn’t seem like she had any choice. Besides, if she acted obedient now, she’d probably have a better chance of escaping later. At least, that’s what she told herself as she licked up and down every inch of the glaceon’s manhood, tears filling her eyes due to the abhorrent smell and taste. Shiver had to hold his stench back a bit just to prevent the glaceon from being knocked out on the spot. Finally, she had licked his crotch and belly clean as well as she possibly could, and collapsed back on the floor, feeling like she was about to throw up. “Well, you’re well on your way to becoming a fine slave!” He said cheerfully, as if reviewing her performance. “You’re going to have to get used to a little stench, though, if you want to survive around here.” The espeon was baffled by how casually he was treating this entire situation. “In fact, just for being such a good sport, I’m going to give you some free ‘training’. How does that sound?”
She groaned. She thought she had finally gotten this over with, but it seemed like the glaceon’s torture had only just begun. She didn’t know what he meant by ‘training’, admittedly, but she didn’t like the sound of it.
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