Catnip

Chapter Four

I sat crisscross on the bed, messing with the feet of my socks mindlessly. I was trying my best to keep my hands away from my growing problem. A few moments later Austin walked into the room. He looked angry. And that scared me. 

"Did you really ask him for sex?" he growled, glaring me down. I felt very out of place under his gaze. I froze when he spoke to me, looking up at him. 

"No, I don't want sex...from anyone. I haven't wanted to have sex since-" I cut myself off, realizing what I was about to say. My gaze went down to my feet and my fingers messed with my socks again. My ears remained hidden in my hair, my tail had fallen still by now.

"Since...?" He demanded, standing in front of me. His arms were crossed, and his eyes were narrowed. 

"It doesn't matter," I said, trying to avoid the subject. 

"I'm sure it doesn't matter," he said with deadly sarcasm. I kept my mouth shut, not wanting to dig the hole deeper than it already was. "Tell me the truth. What happened out there?"  He sounded a bit calmer than he was a moment ago. 

"It's not important. You wouldn't believe me anyways." I was forced to look up at him. His fingers underneath my chin. 

"Did you finish cleaning?" he asked, I nodded and muttered a yes. 

"I'm not going to punish you as roughly as I would, but that's only because you're new." My heart dropped. Was he really going through with punishment? 

"A-Are you really going to..."I trailed off, looking up at him in shock and panic. 

"Relax." was all he said. Austin forced me to lay own on the bed. His hands grabbed my wrists and pinned them above my head. I struggled to get away from him, but his legs were straddling me and his grip was strong.  I could feel him biting and sucking places on my neck, making me let out a little noise of discomfort. I struggled to move out from under him. 

"Hold still," he growled, I immediately stopped moving around. He looked me in the eyes, he held both of my wrists with one hand while moving my hair out of my eyes with the other. 

"I never did catch your name, kitten." he began to grind his hips slowly into the bulge. My breathing hitched. I wasn't suppose to like this. But I did. And if I did, would it really be considered as punishment?

"It's Alan," I speak quickly, grinding my hips against his a little bit. He chuckled at me, probably amused by my sudden need.

"Getting a little excited, I see." he began kissing my neck, not all that gentle either.  

"I've been a bad kitten." I murmur as if trying to be seductive. I felt like the slutty side of me wanted to have some fun. I wasn't minding it one bit. Maybe it was the drugs kicking in completely?  

"A bad kitten indeed." he muttered against my skin. His hand moved from my hair to the hem of the black lace panties that woman had me change into. I didn't realize he had taken the short off until now. The tip of my cock was out of the panties, the rest covered by the skimpy fabric.  

"Do you like your men in lace?" I asked, moving my head out of the way so he could have more access to my neck.  

"I do, especially you." he sucked and bit harder at my neck, a little moan escaped my lips.  I felt the laced fabric move down some, my dick was more prominent now. I didn't quiet care at this point, I wanted him to fuck me. Those damn drugs had me wanting things I wouldn't normally want from him.

He moved so he could remove the lace from my body. Once he remove it he grabbed my wrists and pulled out a rope I hadn't noticed he had with him. I widened my eyes a little in surprise. After he had the ropes tied firmly around my wrists he tied the two pieces together and pulled them, and my body, up to the bed post.  

Austin closed all of the silky curtains, lube in one of his hands now. I didn't notice the lack of a condom, even if I had what's the chance I could get pregnant? He removed my shirt quickly, ripping it off. His hands ran over my smooth torso and chest. 

"Tell me, how do you like it?" Austin asked, while removing his shirt. I wanted to help him remove his belt, but being tied up wouldn't allow that.

"I'll let you figure that out, Aust." I was leaning up on my elbows, trying to get rid of the pressure on my tail. My ears were visible but were a bit droopy.

"I'll start off simple then." he stepped off of the bed and out of the white curtain to remove his pants and boxers. I laid there with my hands tied up, my legs spread slightly.  

"Please...hurry up," I whined. The hard on was becoming quiet painful at this point. 

I heard him chuckle then enter the curtain again, he straddled me after closing the silky curtain. He looked down at me, I bit my lip while looking up at him. He grabbed the lube and opened it. He placed the lubricant on two fingers, he inserted them at once inside of me, pushing past the rim of muscle. I cried out from pain mostly.

"Warn me next time you- ahh." I started off angrily, but ended in a moan. My head landed back on the pillows when he began to scissor his fingers around, stretching me some. My ears rested firmly against my head, and my tail had fallen slack. 

"That's more like it." I could practically hear the smirk in his voice. 

After a while he removed his fingers, causing me to whimper a little bit from the loss. He didn't prep me much, but I was a hybrid, my body was made to stretch around a dick. Before I could even grasp what was happening I felt his cock tease my entrance. I squirmed a little bit, wrapping my legs around his waist and pulling him towards me. 

"Ah, fuck." I moaned when he entered me. He went deeper than I imagined, making me let out a sound mixed with discomfort, pain, and pleasure. Austin waited a few minutes, letting me adjust to his size a bit, before finally moving in and out.  

We soon picked up a steady rhythm, going at a fast and rough speed. I let out a moan each time he rubbed up against my prostate but never hitting it, or when he rammed back in. I was being a bit more vocal that he was; he was just letting out little grunts and the occasional moan.  

I would have flipped us over and started to ride him hard and fast, that was if my wrists weren't tied to the damn bed post. All of a sudden I felt him hit those bundle of nerves, making my back arch slightly and a scream of pleasure come out of me. 

"Please...pl-ease, do th-at a-agai-n." I said quickly, stuttering whenever he rammed into me. He got the hint, hitting the spot several times. I was withering around him, my wrists getting rubbed raw from the rope. I didn't care right now, those drugs were in full effect.  

Austin ran his hands all over my body. He began to get sloppier with his movements, a few more thursts and I felt him come inside of me. I whined, wanting to have a release. His face buried in my neck, kissing it softly. He still was inside of me while he came down from his high.  

Once he recovered he removed himself from me. I looked up at him with my round hazel eyes, giving him a pleading look. He just rolled his eyes and untied me. He picked up his clothes after cleaning himself off. After he had his clothes on he muttered a 'fix it yourself' before leaving the room.  

When I was sure he was gone I removed the ropes completely, tossing them to the floor. I decided to go to the shower to fix the problem, locking the door behind me. I went straight to the shower, closing the clear glass and stepping into it. As soon as the warm water began to rain down on me I grabbed a hold of my dick and began to tend to the problem. I came with the thought of Austin inside of me. 

I hope things wouldn't be awkward after this.