"Your prize for winning the dance competition is a night of personal training," Bara explains to the still naked (and slightly damp) Sphynx and Cheetah. Bara is also still naked as well. "Are you both ready to begin?"
This gives Pierce pause. "Personal training? What exactly does that mean?" the spotcat signs to Bara. He also looks back to door, hoping that the other spotcat is fine and not mad at his incessant teasing. He did at least give him a goodbye kiss, much to Tulani's giggles.
"To start with, you will both receive stamina training," Bara says. "I've seen Pierce's limit, and you seemed to reach yours as well Tulani. But, you are both going to push past those now. Who wants to be first?"
Pierce points at Tulani. His ears wiggle.
Tulani asks, "Uh, what sort of limits are you talking about exactly?"
"You became over-stimulated, which isn't acceptable," Bara claims, and goes over to a rack of tools. They look like.. think keys, but instead of teeth they have oddly shaped bulbs and stranger structures on them. The handles also end in crosses or arrow-head V's. She selects two of them. "Now.. Pierce, please tie Tulani onto her back on the bed. There are special restraints already attached to it."
Pierce grins at Tulani. Payback is a bat, it seems. He takes her hand and pulls her slowly towards the bed. If she fights, he just pulls harder and more insistent. He also gestures at her with a free hand for her to lie down!
Tulani grumbles but does it. However she crosses her arms over her chest and sticks her tongue out at Pierce.
So ... pierce starts with her feet! He searches the bed for the ankle restraints and once he finds them, he starts to secure her left foot, and then her right. He's forceful about it so she knows she's not supposed to resist. He also sticks his tongue out at her.
"Not fair, you have two tongues," Tulani complains.
"Oh?" he signs to Tulani. To Bara, he then signs, "I think she wants her tongue split like mine!"
Bara is dipping the big polished keys into some sort of oil. "You two are like siblings," the Eeee notes, then looks to see that Tulani is only half restrained. "And you haven't finished your task," she notes to Pierce, one eyebrow raised.
Pierce moves up to her arms. First, he takes her right arm and pulllllls it up over her head. He leans down to kiss her forcefully as a distraction, while his one hand works to secure that arm. Having been a pickpocket and having deft fingers has many uses! Once secured, he switches to her left.
"Whatever happens to me is gonna happen to you too you realize," Tulani tells Pierce, with a creen-eating grin.
Pierce signs, "I can run fast."
"Now, I will need your help for some of this," Bara tells Pierce as she kneels down at the foot of the bed. "What's going to happ..." Tulani starts to ask, just before Bara jams one of the keys into the cat's butt.
Pierce covers his muzzle, and his ears wiggle like mad when he sees that happen! He kind of figured that might happen, but ... wow! At least it was slick?
Bara twists the 'key' to and fro, and moves it in and out until Tulani's back has arched up and gives a little 'mew' sound. "There it is," Bara notes. "There is always some uncertainty with hybrids." She then looks to Pierce and instructs, "Stimulate her nipples while I work down here."
Pierce blinkblinks at the mew. "Tell me if you're ever not all right, in Sylvanian," he signs to Tulani. Then he dips his head down and shows that a slip tongue has many uses, including gripping on feline nipples and tugging at them to perk them up before they're suckled on.
Tulani doesn't seem to have the breath to answer. Things also get involuntarily tugged when she starts arching up and down again. "Keep an eye on her jaw," Bara says, amidst various wet noises. "We may need to give her something to bite down on."
This makes Pierce worry. What is Bara doing? His eyes look up as he watches Tulani's jaw. He continues to suckle on one nipple, than the other, though, which makes things wet and swell, eventually, thanks to Inala's blessing.
There's a very musky hint to Tulani's milk, but so far she has her mouth wide open to gasp and pant with. This close against her chest, even without Eeee hearing, Pierce can still tell when Tulani's heart skips a beat.
Kneading and caressing is soon added in, along with side petting from time to time. He also stops suckling every so often to move up and lick-nip along her neck and shoulders slowly. Well, it does seem like Tulani is enjoying, so it can't be all bad.
She makes another kittenish 'mew' sound and then seems to relax, but not enough to purr. "Alright, now I need you to make love to her," Bara says. "That will be a more typical form of stimulation, and I have primed to go off after a substantial build up this time. Are you going to need help, Pierce?"
Pierce shakes his head rapidly! He's been more on the receive than the give tonight, so, uh, he's capable right now. So, he climbs up onto the bed and slides himself ontop of Tulani. He boops her nose with his, then kisses her lips gently; even lovingly, then works his legs in-between her. An arch of his butt, then she rolls his butt forward; smoothly slipping his studded bit into her, uh, primed one (without the key).
He probably wasn't expecting Tulani to pop as soon as he did that. But he does remember those times with Inala, were every pump was a gusher, but Bara said Tulani would need a 'substantial build up', so this probably wasn't even close to the goal line.
Pierce starts slow, but firm. Each push ends with him sort of grinding slowly into her to make sure hose studs rub every little spot. Then he's slowly drawing back; but he gives her no break as soon he slams right back in and grinds. Over, and over. He's also watching her expressions in detail.
Tulani's expressions are.. bizarre. She looks like she's in pain, and every deep grind causes the bed frame to groan as her muscles tense, but she's also purring, even with her mouth agape. It isn't clear what she's going through, but she hasn't said anything since it started, so she just may not be able form words yet.
Pierce lifts and arm to sign, "Is she okay? She looks like she's hurting." He doesn't stop, though; he shifts up movement, rolls and grinds to see if he can make the purrs change pitch ... like a little kitty porn instrument.
"Her body is still acclimating," Bara claims, and presses a palm to Tulani's forehead.. the checks her nose. "She's fine, nothing is likely to burst. Honey endured this for eight hours, Tulani only has to handle it for a fraction of that."
"Eight hours?!!?" Pierce thinks in shock. He probably doesn't want to know the answer but ... He signs, "How long will I have to?" And yet even with that revelation, he's still going at her strongly, making sure each grind, push, and rub makes the cat make some sort of sound.
"Only as long as you can manage," Bara promises, and then pinches Pierce's butt. "I'll be handling you personally."
Pierce isn't comforted by that! The pinch makes him chirp! He doubles his efforts on poor Tulani!
Now Tulani is hissing like a teakettle getting ready to boil over. It's isn't clear exactly what her legs are doing, but it's almost like the rest of her is trying to buck Pierce off, and he can see the claws on her hands flexing in and out. If not for the restraints, who knows what sort of damage she could be doing.
Pierce slows down, then. Now it seems like he's trying to see how long he can keep her from popping. So, things become a slower grind. A good thirty seconds to a minute between each thrust, and in-between, slow circular grinds of his hips. Nursing on nipples also resumes. It's a good thing his back can arch.
"Very good," Bara approves. "Keeping her on the cusp is important if she is to get past her stimulation limits. Of course, you would have to be very careful about doing this without physical restraints, as she is quite strong. She has not trained her floor muscles, however. That is an advanced course." Tulani's purring is louder now, and her lactation is up as well. But she still looks like she's on the verge of exploding. The wing binders are keeping her from battering Pierce so far, but her tail is trying to grab his own.
Pierce is keeping his tail away from being gripped! Which means it's up a lot. He switches up things now and then, adding in some sudden fast movements to spike the situation, then stopping dead still whenever it seems like she might explode. Then it's back to slow and steady for a while intil he guesses she can take another spurt of frantic pummeling. It's got to be maddening for poor Tulani! Dagh, it's maddening for him!
"Oooooo," Tulani begins to moan. "She's trying to manipulate you," Bara says. "Ignore the moaning."
"How do you know?" Pierce signs to Bara, ears folded back. Still, he ignores it for now and keeps up is random shifting and torment, but making sure he always stops before she pops.
"They always do it," Bara says. "It's natural. At a certain point you want it to end. There are limits to what the squishy bits can handle without training. However, the key lets me unlock certain things, like the amount of lubrication she can produce."
"Men don't work like that," Pierce signs to Bara. Then he's back to slow torments, but this time he ads in biting her neck a bit hard here and there. He knows she's fond of a bit rough.
Since she can move her hips, she's actually trying to get a bit rough right back.. or speed things along. It isn't clear how he's supposed to manage that end of the equation: a lot of Tulani is still pretty mobile.
"You will learn that how men work does not necessarily matter," Bara offers, and.. smiles.
Pierce manages it by pulling out and arching his butt up any time Tulani gets too aggressive or attempts to make herself pop. Bad kitties do not get hip-thrust.
This results in growling from the Sphynx. It isn't like she can help it.. but maybe it is, because she stops in response to Pierce's withholding of the source of both torment and salvation.
And slowly, Pierce resumes as his butt lowers, then one hard thrust and he's hilted again. And back to the random moments of fast, then slow, and lots of grinding. He's the corkscrew to Tulani's 'whine' bottle, only he never lets that cork pop.
"You're a good friend," Bara praises him. "I promise she will not hate you after this. The first time can cause some lapses in memory anyway."
Pierce gives Bara a look. He doesn't seem to believe her on that. His head shakes as he breathes out, then it's back at it. He also licks Tulani's nose, and even wiggles his twin tips right against her nostrils; that has to feel odd.
It nearly makes Tulani sneeze.. which in itself could trigger something. Any unaccounted for spasm at this point could cause an explosion. Well, beyond the shudders and twitches and spasms that are already happening.
It's a good thing he doesn't do it long. "How much longer?" he signs to Bara, while his hips continue a slow corkscrew as he moves in and out; a new sort of push-pull to torment her with.
The Eeee leans in to check Tulani's pupil dilation. "Hmmm," she goes, and then takes the Sphynx's pulse. "Since this is just the first one, you can finish her at your leisure. How are you holding up?"
"Bit sore," Pierce admits in sign. And at his leisure is a bad thing to tell a cat. Because he draws it out another hour. If Tulani remembers this, she may very well want revenge. But, at the top of the next hour he suddenly starts to pound her hard, and this time he doesn't stop no matter if she sounds like she's about to explode.
There's a lot of drooling, mewing and squirming from Tulani. She's damp everywhere it seems, and internally there's hardly any friction at this point, but the 'additions' to Pierce's tool are still plenty effective. She does try to clamp down every minute or so, but that could just be tremors hinting at the eventual earthquake.
And the cat doesn't let up. He wants those tremors to be an earthquake! He even bites around her throat and growls, to see if he can set it off.
It seems harder now than earlier, as the cusp just kept moving further over time. It takes some real effort now, but the earthquake is quite the ride when it hits. And.. it also feels like he's going to be crushed in there from the muscle spasm. Tulani actually screams out until she's run out of breath.
Pierce popped somewhere in there himself; probably due to the squeezing; but he may have missed it from the squeeze pain! He ends up stopping and sort of collapsing on top of her. He also whimpers, and hopes that not moving will get her to, uh, let go.
It takes time for things to settle down. There are several more spasms before the they start to decrease in intensity. Tulani is panting hard and fast at the end, and seems to lost all of her tension.
When things relax enough, Pierce finally rolls off and curls up! After falling on the floor.
Bara removes the key from Tulani, and drops it into what is probably a bin full of soap, hopefully. That leaves the other key though. "You aren't going to make me have to lift you, are you?" she asks Pierce.
Pierce peers at Bara, and even growls for a moment if she tries. It's a good ten minutes before he's able to slowly get up and stretch out sore and tired muscles.
By then, Bara has unfastened Tulani, who still isn't moving under her own power yet. "You should not be afraid," Bara tells Pierce.
Pierce arches his brow and points at Tulani, as if that explains everything.
"She seems very relaxed," Bara points out.
"She seems dead," Pierce signs. "So, do i need to unstrap her?" he signs, but then after considering how limp she is, he starts unstrapping her anyway.
"When you're ready, come over here," Bara says, patting a narrow padded table.
Pierce eyes the table for a bit. It doesn't exactly look comfortable. He shakes his head a bit, then gives up and saunters over to the padded table.
"Belly down," Bara instructs.
Pierce looks long and hard at Bara. His jaw rolls, then he pays down into the padded table, belly down.
Bara does something underneath the table. There's a 'click' and part of it falls away, in just the right spot for Peirce to dangle down through.
This makes Pierce bark in surprise! He starts to get back up, then ends up settling down before he gets yelled at.
It probably isn't a big surprise when Bara lifts up Pierce's tail and inserts the next key. It is a lot odder than having another Cheetah in there, due to the shapes involved. "Now, you may feel some discomfort in a moment," Bara warns, before she starts turning and adjusting things.
Good thing the other cheetah helped stretch things out so it goes in without much discomfort. The movement, though, that makes him squirm and make weird chirping noises as things move around; and brings up some weird memories of squirming Nicora has felt!
Then something 'clicks', and Pierce has a painful spasm from pumping a dry well. If there was anything in him, it's gone now!
That makes Pierce cry out in pain and jerk on that table. He even starts to get up since he wasn't secured down!
Bara has him by the key though. "Settle down," she commands. "You need to lean to bypass your prostate. You were able to do this before puberty, so your body will remember."
It takes a moment, but Pierce does settle down. He grumbles a lot, though.
Leaving the key in place, Bara.. disappears beneath the table. Pierce can hear the clinking of glass, and smell some odd odors.
Pierce start sniffing, and looks worried. He hangs a hand over the side and signs, "What am I smelling?"
There's no response, but something warm is being applied to his dangling parts. So.. some sort of ointment probably. It's being applied to everything that's dangling down, and things begin to warm up further and tingle as well. "This is to numb you just slightly," Bara finally explains, after it's already been applied.
"Numbing isn't so bad; I was a bit sore," Pierce thinks as he lays there. His eyes are closed at this point as he's sensing his own body, mostly focusing on those tingly bits.
Then something is pressing up against him down there, and everything starts buzzing. Bara is using her sonar right up against things and it feels weird. But oddly pleasant, like getting a massage.
That makes Pierce purr. It does feel nice! His tail also flicks about above him lazily.
It's relaxing, but also stimulating, and Pierce soon finds himself feeling engorged. And not being able to see things actually makes it feel disturbing. Because it feels like he's getting too big down there.
"What is going on down there? I feel huge!" Pierce signs under the table. He starts squirming again; now he wishes he could see!
"That is normal," Bara insists. "While desensitizing you, it can also have that effect. It makes you feel like your nerves are being spread out farther apart is all."
Then it's back to the buzzing. The Eeee snout brushes past off of his rings, which now feel like they're too far apart. The sonar penetrates right up to his root, and seems to echo out along the stem. So now it feels three times as big, but also vibrating internally.
Pierce's tail is sticking straight up and poofed out. He also realizes with her down there, he could reach back and unkey himself if things get too weird. And yet, he's not for some reason; he might be a little scared of Bara!
The buzzing continues right up to the tip, and then it stops. But Bara's long tongue then comes into play. Numbed or not, it feels very intense after the tingling and buzzing.
This makes Pierce chirp-squeak in surprise! It also makes him decide he wants to stay right where he is. That tongue feels niiiice.
While the tongue wraps around, it's very nice indeed. But then lips close over as well, and the sucking starts. It's gentle though. Which is a surprise, given how needle-like Eeee teeth are.
Pierce is purring again. His butt is also rolling slightly out of instinct. His arms hang limply off the sides of the table, and his eyes are closed now. Yeah ... he could get used to this daily!
And then, there's a shock as those teeth just ever so slightly prick.. but it causes a cascade that runs right up Pierce's spine. It does seem to bypass the whole pumping response that should normally happen. Because of this, it lasts a lot longer than a fluid-backed climax would.
Pierce tenses up, then arches and makes a series of rapid chirping sounds from that bite! Also a bit of fear and worry she might bite it off!
The tiny needles are withdrawn, and the suckling continues. But now it seems to be in time to Pierce's heartbeat, and each beat seems to prolong the sensation.
Pierce slowly relaxes back down, and the purring resumes. It always increases when the suckling increases, in time with his heartbeat. His tail resumes is lazy flag-flicking.
Eventually the suckling stops, and Pierce feels 'normal' sized again, if still tingly. And then Bara is standing next to the table again. "Now we can start the stamina training," she claims. "Roll onto your back."
Pierce's eyes open and he makes a pitiful sound like he didn't want that to stop! Still, he manages to slowly get up and pull himself out of the hole. It also gives him a chance to look at himself as he moves around to lay on his back.
Everything looks normal, if a bit oily and twitchy. He doesn't get to look for long though before Bara is straddling him. That feels a lot more intense than it should.
Pierce barks, and his hands promptly comes up and cups her chest, then kneads! Bat-boobs!
"Good reflexes," Bara claims, and then reaches behind to turn the key again, making Pierce feel somehow harder than before. "Now, you are going to experience a lot of events that feel like you should be finished, but that is just because it is what you are used to. You will learn to push past that." And then she starts.. well, not grinding her hips, but performing some sort of dance that consists entirely of hips movements and internal movements.
This makes Pierce blink a lot. Soon his hips are moving to the tune, so to speak, and he's purring again, with his jaw a little slack. His claws are playing with Bara's nipples some too, pinching and pulling at them; making them stretch out a bit.
She does have breasts on par with Mave certainly, and her nipples have been coated with something to make them stand out more. And then first of the 'events' hits him, again bypassing the usual plumbing.
This makes Pierce bark loudly and hip-buck up! It even makes Bara bounce a bit! Is this what slave stamina training felt like back when? In any event, he kinda likes being subservient to Bara; she's got presence! Pity she wouldn't keep him.
"Ah, so you're not hurting anymore I see?" Bara asks with a grin. "Do you think you're ready to take the lead?" This is followed by one of those magical Yodhinala movements that makes the last bypass seem like a tickle. Divorced from plumbing, just how intense can these get?
Pierce's eyes roll back in his head for a bit and he arches agin. When he can actually focus again, he signs to Bara, "I admit, I do like a strong, dominant, female." His ears wiggle and he grins a little. "Pity you don't own me," he teases.
"I can give Tulani one of these keys if you like," Bara offers. "And all men like it, when it's me. Now, it is time for you to start pleasing me."
"Do you like savanite males?" Pierce signs, curious. His hands then slide back to her chest, where they cup so his thumps can roll and play with her nipples again. His hips also start to roll some, and even his tail flicks up between his legs and curps up to tease and stroke at her butt.
"I enjoy the company of most men and women," Bara claims. "But your modifications are very interesting. It seems to be quite the thing lately. I may suggest it to my staff for their staves."
"Would you like it if I perhaps spent a week here as your personal servant?" Pierce signs and wiggles his ears again, then resumes his caresses, though that hand slides up to caress along her cheek, then along one of her ears.
Bara tilts her head against Pierce's hand. "I don't think you mean servant," she says, and grins her hips to make the cat's eyes cross again.
"Perhaps I do, I could feed you, tend to you, and even do your laundry," Pierce signs once his eyes eventually uncross. He does stick out his tongue at her and wiggle the forked tips like a snake. Then he's arch-rolling his hips in a technique Mave taught him to run things of women 'just right'.
Bara blinks at this maneuver, and leans into it more. "You have some apparent talent, but I did not expect laundry to be one of them. Is Tulani not satisfying your needs?"
"Tulani and I are partners," Pierce signs as he continues that maneuver, then does some variations on it. "But sometimes I do so enjoy playing the servant," he adds, then taps her nose. "It's also useful in some situations; people often overlook servants and drop their guards, so to speak. But that's not why I offered."
"And why did you offer?" Bara asks. "Are you afraid my needs aren't being met?"
"I haven't gotten to be a servant for a while, is all," Pierce signs and shrugs. "I'm sure there are plenty here that can tend to your specific needs. My apologies." His hips then roll and push in the way he was taught by Mave to help, er, encourage ovulation.
"Well, I don't need a servant, but someone who can pretend to be one.." Bara says, looking thoughtful as she rides along for a moment. "I may have a use for someone like that."
"Well, consider it," Pierce signs, then cups under her chin and runs his thumbpad along her lips briefly. Hands then drop to her waist as he takes hold and starts working his hips and directing hers to maximize stimulation to her. It's good he's still a bit numb, so to speak. There's no urging builtup at this point making him want to rush things.
Bara gestures for Pierce to sit up.
It's not super easy to sit up, but he does so, which puts him nose to nose with Bara.
This lets Bara put her arms and legs around Pierce to pull him more into her dance.
It also means Pierce can kiss her, and introduce her to what a split feline tongue feels like. His hips also start to roll in time with her movements, following the 'dance' surprisingly well. But then he was taught some by Mave, after all. IHe'd have popped a long time ago, though, were it not for Bara's earlier 'treatment'. Numbish, maybe, but Gods, he still feels amazing intensity rolling from it all; just no bursting, or things losing their firmness.
It's more like a pleasant electrical shock, or like dozens of tiny Eeee buzzing things internally. But also very warm and wet. Bara nearly wins the tongue-wresting match, but doesn't press her advantage of a much longer tongue to Pierce's split one.
Pierce feels no urge to really push things; he's quite enjoying it; he's not simply been with someone and been able to just ... keep going without exploding so far. When the kiss breaks, there are cheek licks, nibbles, and then he's working down her neck, purring away and nibbling gently.
There's a little twinge from Bara that seems less deliberate than her usual movements, so maybe she's starting to enjoy things herself. She just isn't showing it. But immediately after that, she moves very deliberately to make Pierce go off again as well.
This makes Pierce hug her tight and growl briefly. She must not like he actually made her feel things. She's probably so used to being in control that losing it even a little makes her nervous. And he tests that by trying to sense her!
She's still very controlled on the surface, but also a bit more 'happy' than usual.
Pierce slows himself, then moves in other ways Mave taught him; trying to get his studding to hit places inside her 'just right. He also nibbles back up Bara's cheek, then starts to lick along her ear, with the split wrapping around the ridge.
"Mmm, so, you are ready to take the lead," Bara comments on this. "Where would you like me?"
Pierce slips his hands under Bara's butt, but only for support as he slides off the table and takes her to one of the walls. There he presses her up against it, pinning her wings behind her. He growls softly in her ear, then really starts to push-thrust; letting gravity and her own body weight help push back along with the wall. This means he's thrusting pretty, well ... it's making Bara jiggle.
This causes Bara to stop being so controlling of the interaction, as she gives herself into it more. But for Pierce it means a rather high level of sensation. He's feeling more stimulated than if he'd actually popped.
Which means he's growling a lot more. Feral-cat style, on the hunt, or caught the prey. Something like that. Poor Bara is sliding roughly against the wall, and soon he's biting on her shoulder. Not enough to bleed, thankfully, but it's felt! The sensations miiight be overwhelming him a bit.
It gets to where his own heartbeat is starting to make him feel like he might burst, until there is a release of sorts. It feels very intense, and almost causes his knees to buckler. Bara is relatively light though, compared to the density of a cheetah, so it isn't like he's going to drop her anytime soon. Bara even tries to growl back, but it isn't quite the same.
Pierce does wobble from that burst and slips a little down the wall, but he recovers soon enough. Soon he's grabbing her hands and pulling those up and over her head, pinning them to the wall roughly as his hips continue to pound away, making all sorts of very wet, and lewd, noises.
"Ooo, I know you can go faster than this," Bara teases, and grabs at his butt with her feet.
Since she asked for it, he does. His leg muscles can twitch and move far quicker than most other species, and soon she's piston-vibrating against the wall as the cat really goes to town. His lips are back in a snarl and soon he's drooling.
This time there's a tandem event, from the feel of it, and it's the most intense yet. It makes Pierce's tail poof out! There's the feeling of weakness immediately afterwards, even though nothing is 'flagging'. "You need to remember to pace yourself too," Bara says a bit breathlessly. "You only have a few hours where you can safely maintain this condition."
Pierce is wobbling and panting for a good few minutes after that bit of shock; he's glad the wall is there to brace him. The comment about pacing himself makes him snort, and he goes back to the slower, but more forceful, upward bat-thrusting.
"Be mindful," Bara whispers. "I don't think Savanites get heart-attacks from this, but I've never done this for one before. Eeee sometimes don't survive."
"Are you being serious? You have killed your guests?" Pierce signs as he looks to Bara again for a moment, and confused.
"Of course not," Bara says. "But barinala did not always survive."
"That is awful," Pierce signs. "I am sorry you were part of that."
"Inala required strong followers," Bara says with a bit of acid in her tone.
"I require nothing of anyone," Pierce signs, then licks under her chin and resumes, pace faster than before, but not a full-on gallop.
"I somehow doubt that, at this precise moment," Bara stays with a bit of a stutter from the bobbing.
"I don't," Pierce signs shakily. "Shall I put you down and walk out to prove it?" he challenges, while she bounces.
"I'll take your word," Bara replies, and squeezes kitty-butt with her feet again.
Pierce growls a smug sort of victory. Then he's back at it, hard, and making Bara's back polish the wall. Either he'll wear through it, or start a fire!
Bara is able to keep up without effort, although she does use her grip to add a bit more resistance now and then (and can still make Pierce pop on demand, albeit to a lesser extent than when he really ramps things up first). The constantly increasing sensitivity is harder to manage, now that whatever numbing oil was applied at first has now been washed away.
Pierce is biting on her shoulder again, and really piston-moving his hips in rapid, but erratic, rates. He's also growling around that shoulder. The cat might be a bit feral-mind again.
The erratic rhythm is keeping Bara from anticipating things, which is causing her to get worked up more than usual. The biting probably helps too. It may be that her usual partners let her do everything.
The bat is suddenly swung around until she's on her back on the padded table, with her wings hanging over the sides. The savanite is arched over her, still biting her shoulder, but now that he's not having to hold her up, well, he really shows off how fast a cheetah can move his hips, and just how effective the studding he has really is.
Now that she has her hands free, she digs her claws into Pierce's shoulders and.. doesn't do anything else. No muscle tricks or other Yodhinala cheats. She's just grunting, but not in time since even Eeee can't breath that fast.
The pain of the claws doesn't distract Pierce at all; he's kinda lost in the moment and the bursting and overwhelming sensations. His eyes are narrow, lips back, and he's moving like he wants to see if Bara can actually scream! He's trying to drive her to the biggest pop she's ever popped!
It's hard to tell if Bara is screaming. Savanite hearing isn't as good in the upper ranges that Eeee can hit after all. There's also the issue of her biting him back on his own shoulder at the same time and bucking her hips as best she can.
So it becomes a battle of wills, endurance, and biting. He's honestly surprised his bits haven't exploded; he feels ... well, the buildup is beyond anything he's ever known. It may be who passes out first at this rate!
That odd inflating feeling builds up again, making it seem like he's got a third leg at this point, making it worse. And it isn't clear if Bara has already peaked or not.
Pierce doesn't stop; he just keeps at it, trying to see where that feeling is going to go, even if it kills him! There are worse ways to die, after all.
It doesn't kill him, but it certainly feels like it. There's a white light that explodes in the back of his mind, and a brief blackout. He's got his face between Bara's breasts when he comes to afterwards.
And there he makes a pathetic sort of whimpering; and lays there like a limp noodle. He can't even draw enough energy to move, ir pull his face out of her cleavage. Death by bat-breasts. There resides a wholly unlikely end, given the usual bat builds.
Bara begins patting his back, and breathily saying, "You're a bit heavy."
"And your skinny," Pierce signs when he's finally able to lift an arm some. He then uses that arm to flop it backwards a bit, gets enough momentum, and rolls off of Bara. He lands on the floor in a painful and bent 'heap'.
That also bumps the key still stuck in him.
Alptraum would try to remove it, but he can't move right now. Also, he ends up passing out from the exertion. Not a glorious end, to be sure .. but right now darkness is his very good, and old friend.
Pierce has weird dreams. Usually there's running, which may just be a side-effect of being a cheetah. But when he rouses he still feels hot, even though his lungs aren't burning like in the dream. There's a lot of purring though, he notices. And feels, as it seems to assail him from both sides as well as from his own chest.
There's an unintelligible grumble from Pierce as he slowly comes to and he has to force his eyes open. It's then he has to wonder why he feels so hot. And what's purring? Where did he wake up? Who did he wake up with?! Did Stone-Will kidnap him?!?
It takes time focus in the dim light. He seems to be in the middle of a large bed, surrounded by sleeping cats. He recognizes Tulani's purr, and what's probably Stone-Will's as well. But flanking are synchronized purrs being transmitted through very soft flesh as the twin sister Savanites snuggle him. He also feels the key still stuck up inside of him too.
"Nnng," Pierce mutters as he slooooooowly tries to reach down and under himself to pull the key out. Provided Bara hasn't somehow locked it in; knowing that evil bat! Well, evil in a devious and fun way, anyway. He moves extremely slowly to try and avoid waking anyone else.
He's just managed to touch the exposed ring part when the door to the room quietly slides open. "Oh, you're awake," a very soft, quiet voice whispers. It's Honey, and she's climbing onto the bed between his legs. "Do you need some help with that?" she asks.
"I don't know," Pierce signs slowly as he eyes the bunny. "Why is it still in me? Is it supposed to stay in?"
"Well, it's probably there for the second place prize," Honey whispers. "First place got to spend time with Bara, second place gets to spend time with first place," the bunny explains. "I'm here to make sure it's safe to for the kitty-girls." Then she starts nuzzling and talking (or just muttering) into Pierce's privates.
Pierce inhales and squirms a little as that nuzzling, plus his, erm plugging, is making things already react and present in all its bumpy glory. "So Bara was making me into a prize, is that it?" he realizes while being bunny-distracted. He's also trying to figure out just how many cats are in here! Is it just the twins and Tulani, or has the one who's grown fond of his back with them too?
There's a deeper purr out there could be Stone-Will, and a softer nasally sound that could be Revalie. The twins weren't second place though, unless it was a tie! Honey's tongue is small, but it really can get in between the bumps well.
Pierce sucks in and then covers his mouth to stifle a bark from that. "Ack, tongue! And she's good!" he thinks in terror, while his hips buck happily against licking bunbun lips.
The movement causes the twins to both cuddle up closer against Pierce. Honey also takes the bucking to mean the cat is ready for the next phase.. and so now he's got a Lapi in his lap, and his lap in a Lapi. How can she be so tight after all of her work? Must be another Yodhinala trick.
Pierce's eyes almost bug out. How can he still respond like this? Good lord, that key thing is effective. Soon, though, his hips are rolling away and up at the lapi, making her bounce some in his lap. Part of him wants to flee, but the hormonal urges win, and soon he's holding onto her hips while he enjoys the feeling of tight bunny. Is this why people seem to like Gorphat's pet doe so much too?
Honey also plays with the barbels through Pierce's nipples, which is a bit more pro-active than Gorphat's doe usually gets. She also twists them, knowing that Pierce is trying to not make any sound.
Pierce's ears splay out from that. It makes him squirm even more! So mean! She wants him to wake the others, and that just makes him sort of frown-pout at her! He's managed to remain quiet so far, though.
Honey smiles and winks, then stops with the extra teasing so she can lean in for a kiss.
Pierce pouts some more, but ends up stopping when he kisses the doe. With forked tongue, odd for a feline that is. He can actually lick around her buck teeth! or grab her tongue. He does both just to mess with her of course.
While tongue-wrestling, Honey also grabs at Pierce's hands to try and bring them up to her breasts.
So, the cheetah starts doing his best impression of a melon-squeezer as he feels up the doe's chest. He also inflicts claws on her nipples, is a nice teasing sort of way to tug and make them all perky.
Honey nearly bites Pierce's tongue at the pinches, but instead retaliates with some squeezing of her own. She does things down there make it seem like she has a second tongue.
This makes Pierce snort-squeak in surprise! So he squeezes his hands even more, then bucks hard to see if he can get a reaction out of her! He also uses his larger 'fangs' to jaw-lock with her. Hah!
The Lapi can't match Pierce for jaw-strength, so she's definitely locked in there. But then she starts doing something with her hips (and probably other muscles) that feels like it's really pulling whenever Pierce bucks, as if trying to trap him deeper.
Pierce takes that as a challenge and he's soon trying to pull away when she's trying to trap him, a sort of tug-of-war. He also playfully growls in the jaw lock!
When Pierce pulls away, there's a moment of being stuck, followed by Honey pushing back down herself and landing hard in his lap. She's playing with his nipple jewelry again as well, but this time it's turning the barbels round their shafts. Which is.. odd.
And stimulating in a weird sort of way, when female they're pretty intense when played with, and that odd turning is triggering similar feelings in the male. That makes him squeak and loosen both his jaw grip and he doesn't buck back, caught by surprise.
Honey gets a triumphant look in her eyes for a moment, and does something down bellow that triggers Pierces eruption. But the doe only does that so she can make it happen again later, no doubt.
Pierce's eyes bug out and his entire body tenses up in shock as he suddenly sees sparks and his vision fades a little during the massive burst the doe just forced on him. This makes him bark and chirp, loudly, in surprise. Before he can even realize it might wake the others!
It doesn't quite wake the twins, but one of them does nip his left shoulder. Honey is being much more active now, as she tries to take advantage of Pierce's position. If it's going to be like last night, she's probably going to drain every last drop from him before switching on the bypass.
This makes Pierce squirm, twist, and buck. He's also constantly shocked by how much more the doe can seem to milk from him. It's ... where is it all coming from?! He feels like a fountain! Or a geyser.
It probably isn't all that much.. it just feels that way because it's so drawn out and things are overstimulated. Or maybe the doe really is draining his fluids like some sort of vampire. It does make Pierce light-headed after all. The motion is definitely starting to rouse the twins though.
Honey sure seems skilled in converting a guy into a living sex toy. After all, if he's spent, but still firm ... he can service women to their hears desire! Granted it'll be painful after a bit but ... His eyes clench and he whines when another wave hits and he feels even more come from somewhere.
It also becomes apparent that Honey doesn't know when the well runs dry, or else she's really lost in the process. It's probably the latter seems she seems to be really enjoying herself now, and not trying to be quiet. She's squeaking, unless it's Pierce's nethers that are making the noise.
Part of the noise probably is his now well-lubed and empty bits. His collection of cats on either side are getting bucked around a lot more now that the doe has the poor cheetah writhing around and gasping.
The jig us up when Pierce feels kitty tongues licking his ears. And them moving on to groom other places on his head while a rabbit arches back and rides his hips like a rodeo star.
"I'm doomed, DOOMED" Pierce thinks in moments of being able to. Gah! It's overwhelming to be assaulted by three at once! And sicne he's a cat, even the grooming triggers sort of sensual reactions from his body, and triggers some 'dry shots' for the riding doe.
"I think it's time," Honey says, and reaches down behind her to grip the key, and 'unlock' (or 'lock') Pierce to bypass the whole reproductive aspect of things. Then she does her trick to trigger him a few more times in rapid succession, just to be sure it's working.
Pierce hisses and barks loudly when he's worked like a playtoy after having the key 'shutting' off the actual purpose of the act. It shakes, squirms, and writes in a haze as the doe triggers him many times. Nothing comes out, but God, it feels like he's exploding each time.
Then Honey is leaning in close, and whispering to him, "These girls have never been with a male Savanite. Make a good first impression."
"Not even their own brother?/" Pierce signs. It's not /that/ uncommon, scarily enough, in Babel. Even if the idea is kinda gross and weird to him.
"I don't think so," Honey replies.
"Okay..." Pierce signs, ears wilting. He's hardly a good savanite example, he's heavily augmented!
So when Honey finally slides off and gives the twin slaps on their butts, they suddenly go from teasing to timid, but still press against Pierce and purr. There's just a bit more tentative with their nuzzles and roaming hands and tails.
"/Right, so .../" Pierce signs hesitantly to the pair. "/Who wants my lap? The other, er, gets my tongue." That last bit gets a split-tongue waggle for emphasis on what that means.
The pair look at one another, and do something quick with their hands that isn't proper sign. Probably some sort of twin-code, but it's the one of the left that slides over Pierce and sits on his lap, and the other seems hesitant to sit on his face. Plus the first one is just sitting, rather than riding. Despite all of their teasing, maybe they are inexperienced.
Pierce helps the first one by carefully lifting her and getting things 'lined up' then lets her carefully slide down, and on. No thrusting, just in so she can get used to how that feels. A wiggle here and there, then he focuses on the other twin. He guides her to straddle around his head and then lower down. He tries to calm her and get her 'ready' by grooming between her thighs gently. Nothing penetrating yet, just to give her an idea of what is coming.
The timbre of their purrs shifts from anxious to relaxed over a few minutes, although the lap-twin does squirm a bit to try and find just the right comfortable position. Only change her mind a few seconds later. Eventually the face-twin stops trying to bludgeon Pierce with her tail as well.
Also, that's when Pierce full-on kisses the savanite's gate. Gentle, but with insistent probing of forked tongue to part the gates and allow him access. The other one get some slow hip-rolling, like riding on a boat in a gentle breeze to get them used to how things feel, and are.
"Chirp!" goes the girl on his nose, who at first bounces up in surprise, then falls a bit further than she intended so that Pierce's nose is now very warm (and thankful that she bathed well recently). This makes the girl at the other end chirp and bounce in much the same way.
Pierce struggles to not laugh. He has to gently help the one on his nose to shift back into a better position before he resumes that gentle kissing. He lets her get used to it before he tries to resume the wave-roll of his hips just so he doesn't surprise both at the same time again!
In all of this, it's hard to figure out who is licking his feet. The tongue doesn't belong to some bunny, certainly. It's a small thing, compared with everything else going on.
The licking makes Pierce move his feet around, gah! That's just weird-feeling! It also means his movements aren't as smooth as he'd like with the pair as it's making him squirm and buck a little more erratically. He tries to counter this by purring into his kiss to make things all vibraty for at least one of them!
The twins are jittery, but that could just be from not having anything to do with their hands, which tend to be how Savanites communicate in tactile ways as well. The one riding Pierce's hips tries hugging herself to get them under control, while the one at the head figures out she can put them against Pierce's while he steadies her hips. The foot licker starts nibbling next. There's definitely a rodent feel to the teeth.
"Great, it's the rat! Well, better than Stone-Will at least," Pierce things as he keeps moving his feet around to try and avoid the rat. Soon, he's able to slide his hands up and grope the twin's chest that's currently sitting around his head. The one on his hips gets a sort of circular roll-torment, likes he's riding ontop of a naga.
There's a chirp from the hip rider when she sees her twin get extra attention like that! The one receiving it remains quiet aside from the purring, which is trying to sync up with the vibrations that Pierce's tongue is providing. They're both small-chested of course, but the being felt up is certainly tasting a bit moister.
Pierce can't really do anything more to the one at his waist since he doesn't have extra arms! So, he uses a little shadow to make his bits feel like a shifting snake within her, all squirming and size-changing. Granted no other savanite can do that, but ... he's special.
This causes some gasps and a grinding reply, as the girl now starts moving her own hips in return. The other one tries to grind down on Pierce's face.. but probably not in competition, she's just getting very worked up at that point. The feet licking has stopped at least, but then the sneaky tongue is flipping the rings about underneath the other girl's grinding. Risky, giving how heavy a Savanite tail can be when it's swinging around.
That makes Pierce squeak into the poor girl riding his upper half; caught him by surprise! He recovers himself, and then tries to focus on the pair, and duplicate his tongue-work on one, with the shadow inside the other, so neither feel left out. It also accentuates how much of a toy he feels right now because he's not getting as much out of it as they are! Darn lapi drained him.
Well, that doesn't mean he's not enjoying some of it. It just means things keep building up beyond where they normally would. Luckily the twins aren't experienced enough to make things harder on him. But the damned rat is licking under his tail now.
So Pierce starts thumping the rat with his tail! He's not completely defenseless! He's also squeezing the one twin's chest and claw-tweaking her nipples, because, well, the buildup does ache after a while! He's still not sure if this is pleasurable, or torture!
In retaliation for the thumping, the rat suddenly goes deep with her tongue, and Pierce has a non-pulsing release. Except he's still feeling just as sensitive and even the amateur moves of the hip-riding twin are charging him up again. The one on his face is starting to shudder, and has gone from purring to something growlier. She also can't help but wiggle her hips, which means she's not holding herself up as well. She's starting to chirp more with the nipple tweaks as well, and has her hands on Pierce's wrists.
It's hard to split attention between the two, but the one that's getting growlier, he focuses on a lot more, and really makes use of some splot-tongue antics, as well as a purr-vibrating nose against her button to really push at things with her. He's also pinch-pulling her nipples! The rat causes his lower part to arch up and give the cat straddling it a bucking ride! He's also feeling ... well, he can feel the dry shots as things burst, but don't. It's aching-painful as well as ncie all at once.
There's a 'glurk' sound hidden under the bark from the hip rider, who is know leaning forward and putting her hands on Pierce's chest, even if it means head-butting her sister's stomach every other move. But the rat may have gotten her tongue stuck or caught in the one of the 'teeth' of the key.
Which means Pierce has to wiggle around more to try and dislodge the rat from the ring! That sort of tugging right now is extremely distracting! He's using his tail now to try and hold the rat close so there's no tugging back there! His shadow-work in the hip-straddler also increases, making it probably feel like he's exploding within her; or at least having a huge release!
"Mrrowl!" the hip-riding cries, and digs her claws in a bit on Pierce's chest. A moment later the other one goes off, and nearly suffocates (and drowns) Pierce. The rat, of course, slips her hands under to grab his butt to keep him from wiggling too much.
Poor Pierce finds himself having, to, er ... swallow to avoid drowning from a surprise flood. This of course causes him to trigger several more times on his own; not to mention the evil things the rat is doing is only exacerbating it. If he isn't seeing spotty rump, he's seeing stars.
The one below sort of slumps forward, which causes the other one to start tipping over backwards. Neither twin seems to realize this, as they may be distracted.
Pierce reacts by moving his hands to try and catch the one forward from falling backward! "Augh!" he thinks.
The girl realizes she's tipping then, probably because Pierce's hands moved, and she tries to get up on her knees better. At least she has a dancer's balance, so disaster is averted.
Pierce then goes limp, taking a moment to recover! How did Barinala do this?!
Well, mostly limp.. the key sort of prevents going limp completely. But it's enough to let Revalie get her tongue free. The twins have recovered enough that one is helping to keep the other from falling over.
Pierce tailbops Revalie a few times! Dirty rat!
This gets the cat fondled down below, while the dirty rat lies alongside him now. "You were so gentle with these little girls," the Skreek coos. "Now me.. I like a bit of biting and scratching and losing control. We could show these kids how to really make a go of it, eh?"
Pierce's eyes flick over to look at the rat. "/You do, eh?/" he signs, "Why do you think I would like that too, hmm?/" His ears wiggle some too, amused.
"Cat's can't resist rats," Revalie claims, and cups one of her breasts with her free hand. She's definitely curvier than the twins.. or Honey for that matter. "You seemed interested in the bath last night." Has it really just been one night?
"I'm not sure you can handle me," Pierce teases the rat, and smirks. "And no one can resist me. Their brother was all over me, even," he points out, amused. "But if you think you can handle me..."
"Oh, I'll probably struggle a bit," the Skreek claims. "You might have to hold me down." She's got a really crooked grin as she teases that last bit.
"What, you weren't going to pin me down?" Pierce teases, then tries to extract himself from the two spotcats so he can deal with the dirty rat. Is he this bad when he's Nikky?
The twins tip over easily enough, but are also watching very closely at the byplay. "I like big strong guys to be big and strong," Revalie claims, and gives Pierce a squeeze and a stroke now that he's free of the twins.
Pierce sits up a bit and peers at the rat. "Me? I'm just a harmless pleasure slave. All timid and meek," he claims in sign, and is struggling to keep a straight face.
"I saw you with your mistress," Revalie notes, and stretches out in what's meant to be a sexy way. Skreeks aren't exactly subtle, so it comes out way more wanton looking. Probably because she cups one of her breasts and teases her own nipple with her tongue while looking at Pierce.
Pierce rolls his eyes and looks away, seemingly disinterested. Probably to annoy the rat at least a little. He waits for her to look away, even if just for a split second before he pounces her with, well, cheetah speed! Roughly. His jaw even clamps around the front of her throat and he growls while trying to grab her wrists, and while his legs are trying to force hers apart.
"Eeeee!" the rat squeals, and squirms and makes a show of resisting for a moment. She couldn't really resist, but plays at it at least. From this new position Pierce sees Tulani and Stone-Will in a similar position - but in their case Tulani could easily resist if she wanted to.
Pierce is almost jealous! Stone-will is his spotcat! Err, why is he even thinking that? He tries to push that out of his mind and he struggles with the rat, making it look like he's really struggling to pin the rat, hold her arms above her head, and then spread her legs. In reality, he's not having to try that hard to get thins into position. With a deep and threatening growl, his hips dip and push forward, and the rat is impaled in one clean swoop. Except Pierce aimed a little lower, so impaled under her tail instead! Probably revenge for what she did to him!
This causes the rat to cackle, and squeeze. Of course her muscles there would be developed. At least Pierce was pre-lubricated. The twins watch with wide eyes.
And soon Pierce is hammer-thrusting into the rat. Not only is he using the studs, yes he's using the shadow internally to make it feel like snakes are crawling up through her backside! His jaws continue to be clamped down around her neck, too. They're pinpricking skin, so maybe a little blood is being drawn. His claws are doing similar to her wrists.
"Ah! Ah!" Revalie pants and jerks with the thrusts. This squishes her against Pierce's chest.. and she might be maneuvering herself to specifically get their nipples rubbing against each other. "You can bite a little harder if you want," she says a bit huskily (for a Skreek).
So, Pierce does, which means blood does trickle a bit down the skreek's neck. Not a lot, certainly no risk to her life, but it might be disturbing to those watching. Heach hip-thrust bunches, then scoots the skreek a little bit on the floor.
Now she's just sort of hissing, and grabbing onto Pierce's legs with her feet (which aren't as handsy as Eeee feet, but still grippy). She may be trying to walk them towards his butt, which she's whipping with her naked tail now.. as if goading him on like a jockey.
That only makes Pierce thrust harder, which makes the rat's entire body jiggle like gelatin when he lands. Then he draws back until he's almost completely out, before driving right back in all the way. He also starts circle-grinding too, 'stretching' her out down there in what is probably a bit painful.
If the biting is any indication, Revalie may find the pain more stimulating than anything else. "Harder!" she urges, and her tongue lolls out a bit. "Frighten those girls more!"
Pierce handles that request by lifting up his hips so the rat is bent at the waist, butt in the air, and with the cheetah draped over her, using his weight, and muscle, to pound away at the bent-rat. He's still holding on her neck tightly, too. Talk about lanky contortion.
Revalie's legs shoot out to the sides and she manages to wheeze-cackle some more. Maybe she's trying to impress the others, or maybe she's just weird. Probably just weird. "Yesss! Thank you batty butt magic!"
That phrase gives Pierce pause. He's trying to wrap his brain around it. He's also making her do the complete splits while he's really going to town, and creating all sorts of lewd and demented noises while he does so. Though he also knows he has to switch up at some point to ride her to her peak, probably. Unless she's a super-freak and gets off on this too.
Being bent double might be why Revalie is wheezing more. Or it's from the cackling. But her breasts aren't as squished up against Pierce for the moment, so there's more bouncing there as well.
Pierce abruptly pulls out and lets go. This is only for a moment as he grabs the rat roughly and turns her over, making her go down on all fours. He pounces on her back, then bites her scruff, hard. He reaches around to squeeze rat-boob, then after wiping himself on her leg, he slams forward again, this time burying himself in rat's more appropriate passage.
"Ahaha!" the Skreek crows, and starts thrusting back against Pierce hard now that she can really move her hips.
It's back to it, a violent rutting that would look right at home in the wild as a pair of beasts. Sure, it feels good to him, but also painful. Mostly, he's trying to get the rat to give in and climax before he dies! It's very wet-sounding, and probably sloppy and drippy, and perhaps horrifying to the onlookers!
Revalie shudders and cackles again. From this position it's easier to tell when she's climaxing.. and apparently that's when she cackles. She's been cackling a lot though.
Pierce keeps going, and going, and going and then another wave hits him and he sees stars! And the next thing he can remember is he's lying on the floor, still hugging onto the rat, and twitching. Also drooling.
"See, that's how you do it," Revalie is telling the twins as they peek from the bed. "If you don't need a mop afterwards, yer only doing it half-way!"
Pierce signs to them, "Don't listen to her, she's crazy."
"We don't do floors," one of the twins signs back.
"Women exist to try and kill me. I'm certain of it now," the splayed cat thinks, with the key still wedged in him. and he's pretty sure things aren't quite over yet; one more in this room hasn't had their turn, and that's Stone-Will. Provided Tulani doesn't wear him out first! But for now, a breather is good. They're not marathon runners, after all, they're sprinters!
There's a moan from the other bed, which may be from Stone-Will or Tulani, it's hard to tell. It's unlikely that the Sphynx broke the cheetah though. Probably. While Pierce catches his breath, the key keeps him from really relaxing. It also doesn't help that Revalie is licking him down there, and the twins have come down to lie next to him.. but only so they can rubs their breasts against his face while purring. Which also makes it hard to tell how things have gone on the other bed. At least it's warm now.
Mmmrft goes the cat, and he flails a bit to try and get up, escaping this fuzzy pile of doom! And licking. "They're insatiable!" he laments in his mind. He's also trying to fend off the licking rat!
When Pierce tries to move, Revalie tries to hold his hips down, and actually gets her whole mouth around him, and the twins try to pin his arms. Nobody involved in the pile can actually communicate as a result.
Pierce barks, and squirms! He's also physically tired, so that doesn't get him very far! And then the sucking makes him squeak! And squirm like mad.
The twins are probably trying to get him to relax, and likely don't notice when the Skreek's educated tongue triggers a shudder in him. At least it doesn't hurt this time, but feels less intense and more drawn out. It does make Pierce's legs go numb for a bit though.
And his eyes to roll back in his head for a minute or so. Also bite his lower lip and hiss-snort, repeatedly. Well, at least it's keeping him from struggling? But, he worries a little that it's some sort of trap!
Revalie does stop sucking after that, and even shoos the twins away by swatting them with her tail. "Go help your brother," she tells them. Of course, once they're gone she's straddling Pierce again, and helpfully pulls him up into a sitting position. What isn't as helpful is trying to smother him with a boob. It's not quite big enough to really do him in though. Plus she's rubbing his back and making soft noises, and otherwise just keeping him 'warm' down there without moving too much. He can even start to feel his toes again.
"What are you doing?" Pierce signs to the rat, then peers at her warily. Granted, it's not enough to stop him from groping her back soon after. Or gnawing on her shoulder in a fun sort of way. And his hips start to move, even with him being a bit worn out. A bit in, he starts groping her butt and playing with her tail.
"Mmmm?" the rat queries. "Jes' relaxin' now. You prolly a bit pent up after all that, eh?" she asks, then reaches back with one hand to touch the protruding ring of the key. "How dis thing work?"
Pierce has to lift one hand and sign, "No idea! It just turns and ... hello!" Just her touching it sends him off into a weird world of dry spasms and eye-rolling.
"What wa dat?" Revalie asks, and fiddles with the key again.
Pierce's tail puffs out like a bottle brush and he makes all sorts of weird squeaking noises.
Concerned, the rat starts to slowly pull out the key. Or she's just curious.
The rest of Pierce puffs out as the key is slowly withdrawn. When it comes out with a pop, he barks, shudders, and tips backward! He lies there, twitching.
The rat actually sniffs the key, then leans forward to rest her hands on Pierce's shoulders and starts to grind her hips a bit more purposefully. "No more crutch," she cackles.
Poor Pierce's eyes get huge! He's cry out 'Noooooo!' but all he can do is make a pitiful sort of mewling and whimper. His toes are splaying, ears folded back, and his claws are digging in on whatever he's laying on!
But the rat is insistent - or else is more turned on by Pierce's expression, since she bumps and grinds even harder. The cheetah is pretty sensitive down there still. But without the bypass, he's probably going to erupt in the more traditional way. He can feel the pent up pressure from all of the previous activity.
There's a whole lot of kitty whimpering going on. And squirming. And ... his eyes go wide! "Blurp," he enunciates, sort of, and his eyes roll back in his head. His vision goes white as things explode. It feels just like an explosion. A very wet, sticky, and long-lasting explosion. He didn't know he had enough in him! But it's probably more the sensation than the actual amount. All that torment drive his body a bit haywire, so its responses are a mite confused.
Revalie cackles, then leans forward gives Pierce a kiss, although it's a bit of a stretch to reach his lips.
Pierce lays there, looking both stupid and confused. And that kiss? It makes him lick is nose reflexively. Then lick her nose. Then blink. "Whahappen?" he signs.
There's also a light 'thump' as the twins manage to get Stone-Will off of Tulani's bed and onto the floor. The cat is panting hard. And since he still has key, that's not the only thing he's doing that's hard.
"I surrender," Pierce signs, his tail waves in the air weakly.
"Wanted to give you a break," Revalie claims. "So rest up. I hold on to yer key thingy."
The rat does drag him next to Stone-Will at least, for company. Then she crab-walks over to where there's a jug and washbasin.
"You alive?" Pierce manages to sign to Stone-Will. "They're all evil. All of them."
"I wore her out I think," Stone-Will signs. The twins also head to the cleaning area, but return with a damp cloth and a dry one, and use them to clean up Pierce. Without the key, he actually isn't aroused by this, despite the fondling (and probably because the wet cloth is cold).
Pierce doesn't even have the energy to fight them; he just lets them clean him up as things ... shrivel. He's going to walk funny for days. He also weakly pats Stone Will's side. "For what it's worth, I enjoyed you on my back," he signs weakly. "Surprising, but ... felt nice."
"Well, you can try mine," the cheetah offers. "It would mean removing the control rod at least."
"Mmm, maybe. But I think I want to do this first," Pierce signs and smirks. It takes him some effort to actually sit up. He drapes himself onto Stone-Will's front, then tickles him between his thighs. Perhaps as a distraction because soon cat-lips are around Stone-Will's 'attention' as it were. His turn to suckle and tease someone ..., while a finger lazily teases the ring of the other cat's key ... before slowly twisting it this way and that.
It isn't surprising that Stone-Will tastes like Tulani. The twins complain a bit at the move, but don't interfere. Stone-Will squirms however. "Be careful with that," he signs, but it isn't clear which 'that' he means.
Pierce is careful, and also demonstrates how useful a split tongue can be, especially when it can wrap and squeeze around things. He also paffs the twins with his tail when they start making complainy sounds! He's also rolling that key around, slowly and carefully, trying to see what kinds of weird sounds the other savanite can make. He's also glad Mave isn't here, she'd be ... commenting.
Mostly Stone-Will is mewling. Forked or not, there's still a certain sand-papery quality to a feline tongue that Pierce needs to be careful of. Unless that's what's causing the mewling. And Stone-Will doesn't even squirm now, but does sort of vibrate, as if his groin was trying to purr. Except when a spasm jerks the key a bit.
Pierce slowly works the key out. Very, very, slowly so as to keep the tormenting up. Also probably because he's still recovering. There are points where he's actually pushing it back in too, just to be evil, before he draws it out completely with a playful sort of 'pop'.
The look of relief on Stone-Will's face is almost comical, and his body relaxes so quickly it seems to deflate. Except for the other part Pierce still has control over.
And Pierce keeps up with it as he purrs into the other feline's crotch, making everything vibrate a little as he does so. Part of him is nagging at him that he's doing this to another guy, then another part is telling him to ignore that voice and go with it; it's not like he hasn't done this before in other bodies anyway! So, now he's trying to see if he can get the other cat to pop ... without help from that key thing.
The purring is probably prolonging things, but Stone-Will is starting to twitch again. He sort of tries to sign something, but it comes out as wiggly gibberish, and then he tenses up again and pops. He even arches his back and hisses while taking in a deep breath!
And Pierce tightens his lips! He knows what's coming, and his ears flush with embarrassment that he's not only doing this, he's going to take it the entire way. He presses down until his nose-tip is up against the other cat and ... nurse-swallows.
It tastes really hormonal, and also a bit oily. Some ancestor of Savanites must have been into territorial marking and the scent glands are still in there somewhere. But Pierce nearly chokes when Revalie pats him on the back. "You didn't even use the flavored oil," she notes. "Wild cat!"
Pierce's ears splay back at the rat's comment! When safe, he pulls his lips off with a lewd sort of 'pop'. And after that, he's, er... Stone-Will's legs are lifted up and pushed back once Pierce moves below him. He's grinning a little evilly, and growling, then bends Stone-Will until his toes almost touch behind his head. With deft and purposeful movement, he slides himself along the spotty backside, then once he makes sure the tail is out of the way; he inserts his own key back into Stone-Will, then drapes down and looks him right in the face. And purrs.
"I was just relaxing," Stone-Will complains, 'slurring' his signs slightly.
Pierce 'boops' his nose against the other cat, then kisses him. Soon, his hips begin to roll. He's generally been on the receiving end of such things in the past, but he might admit being on this end feels pretty good too.
"Heeey, you recovered already?" Revalie asks Pierce. Stone-Will is.. well, tight. He's also not recovered enough to really resist or even move much yet. At least not under his own power. But Revalie is cackling, and helps to hold Stone's legs in place for Pierce.
Pierce's kiss, involves tongue, though it doesn't last too long. When it breaks, he smirks at the rat, then shrugs. "Maybe it was something I drank," he signs to her, and wiggles his ears some. He doesn't let up on his own hip-rolling, though. It's a different sensation, to be sure, and tight, and with everything that has gone on he probably won't last vert long, but ... Stone-Will did offer.
Actually, despite getting his second wind, Pierce is a long way off from popping again despite the tightness. "Want yer own key back in?" Revalie offers, holding up the key with her tail.
"Go ahead," Pierce signs to the rat, and flicks tail out of the way. He grins down at Stone-Will. "Comfy?" he signs, then thrusts a couple times a bit hard.
Once the key goes in and Revalie fiddles with it a bit (as rats are wont to do) Pierce is suddenly proof against any degree of tightness! And Stone-Will mews again. He's probably not used to being on this end of things, but at least he's on his back instead of on all fours.
And of course the insertion makes Pierce bark again! That thing is not comfortable, in, out, or anywhere inbetween! But, it does give him the ability to start pistoning again. While he's leaned over the other male, Pierce runs fingerclaws in his chest ruff, then signs out in a slow tease, "Imagining you're the cute, little, lady being taken advantage of?" His ears wiggle.
"I'm not little!" Stone-Will claims, and tries to buck Pierce off, which.. really doesn't work well with this sort of setup, especially when all he's got is his back since his legs and shoulders are pretty much pinned... the former being pinned by the latter (plus a crazy rat girl). "This is interesting," Tulani purrs, watching from the bed now that she's managed to roll onto her belly (and turn sideways). Tonight has really put the flexibility of felines to the test.
"Interesting how?" Pierce signs to Tulani, then thrusts a few times really hard to try and get the uppity cat he's on top of to 'behave'. Then he purrs at him and signs, "Now now little girl, I'll take care of you." Along with lots of ear waggles. His hand is then quickly occupied by sliding along Stone-Will's belly, and going to stroke along the other cat's very used, er, bits.
"I thought I wore him him out, unless you figured out how to use your bumps like the key does," Tulani notes, and tilts her head to see how well Stone-Will is responding, which is pretty well all things considered. He's clearly trying not to though. "I wonder if Bara sells those keys. While I had mine it felt like... uh, well, I'll tell you in private."
Pierce moves and shifts; having been in this situation, he's trying to find the right place to ... rub, and get Stone-Will to mew again. "Can we keep him?" Pierce signs to Tulani.
There's a definite twitch from Stone-Will, and a kitten-noise. It makes his sisters cover their mouths and silently giggle. "He looks like he eats a lot," Tulani points out.
"So do I," Pierce claims and starts rolling so that particular 'mew' spot is rubbed over and over. He then grabs Stone-Will's tail and brings it up and around, and sticks the end in his mouth, where he playfully chews on it.
Stone-Will is definitely trying to resist, but not being pinned. Resisting succumbing to the magic rub spot. Since he recently vented, there's not much to release, but it looks like he's trying to produce at least a few drops.
"We both eat a lot," Tulani points out. "He looks like he eats better than us though. Can he cook?"
"I believe so," Pierce signs, as he grinds .... and chews on that tailtip. He also looks extremely smug when Stone-Will seems to, er, pop a little. "You can do better, I think," Pierce signs to him. Then he grins evilly around that tail, and while rolling his hips, he starts using the shadow to, well ... ken him a little from the inside. He knows all to well how that feels, and just a little might really give the other cat a surprise.
And Stone-Will does look surprised, and suddenly seems to strain in reaction. He manages a bit of a clear dribble is all, along with a strong odor. Those musk glands are trying to take over for the other glands that are still too tired it seems.
Pierce only does it for a little bit, then withdraws the shadow and goes back to grinding. He looks down and just purrs at the other cat. "You're mine now!" he teases, "Or am I yours?" Both come with massive ear wiggles, so, yes, joke.
The twins and Tulani wrinkle their noses. Revalie doesn't seem to mind the smell though.
"Depends on who survives," Stone-Will manages to sign, but is also wrinkling his nose. "Did something break inside of me?"
"No idea," Pierce signs, as he feigns being oblivious. "So, shall I stop?"
"Do you admit defeat then? Because I do not," Stone-Will claims.
The shadow massage probably reduced his soreness after all.
Pierce's answer to that is to start pounding, hard, and with cheetah-hip-quickness.
The other cat mrowwwls at that, and digs into the carpet with his claws to keep from being scooted along it. There just isn't much shock-absorption on a male Savanite.
Doesn't keep Pierce from going! The key is keeping him hard, after all, and his buildup is ... sloooooow. He lifts a hand to sign to the sisters, "Did you brother always want to be a girl?/" He winks.
The twins shake their heads, and one signs, "We'd be better anyway."
Pierce backs off for a bit, but mostly so he can start rubbing the other cat's bits with his hand. It's hard to speed-pound and fondle, after all.
"You need to rub in a circle around the tip," Tulani suggests. "That seems to be very sensitive." Stone-Will actually tries to shoot her a glare at that.
Pierce does that, only he uses his tail to do it. His hands are soon occupied by fiddling with Stone-Will's nipples. It's a good thing he doesn't make men lactate, because that would be hard to explain!
That seems to get Stone-Will attention. Apparently he's never realized male nipples can also be sensitive. But he squirms from the use of the tail! That tickles, which makes it bob up and down to try and escape the sensation.
And Pierce's tail doesn't let up! And since he's got contact with those nipples, there's just a tiny bit of shadow-usage to increase the sensation, and only a couple seconds because it's hard to focus on too many things at once.
"Oooo, gotta remember that move," Revalie notes, watching the jousting match between lance and tail. "I gotta keep a feather with me."
"What is it with rats? Are you all crazy?" Pierce ends up signing once his nipple torture is done.
Stone-Will's will seems to be cracking now, as the triple onslaught overcomes his dry well. He looks pained, then pleased.. then pained again as he pumps that well anyway. The bypass from the key is probably seen as a good thing now, at least for Stone-Will.
Pierce looks satisfied and smug, and slows down. Soon, he stops, then pulls out and lets the cat go. Since he's still 'key'ed, he has to waddle over to the washbasin to clean up.
Stone-Will only has his sisters to help clean him up, since he's not getting up anytime soon it seems. And while Pierce is washing up, someone gives his key a little twist from behind.
That makes Pierce squawk! He turns around and glares at whomever did that!
He's met with Tulani's gleaming white smile. But that's a distraction! Because Revalie has his tail now, and is trying to polish his lance with it.
Pierce yarks and covers his crotch with his hands! He also tries to pull his tail away from the rat!
Revalie has a strong grip! And Tulani is.. rubbing Pierce's shoulders now, instead of playing with the key. "You should come to bed," Tulani purrs in his ear.
Pierce whines. "I'm tired!" he signs, and waddles towards the bed.
"We'll be gentle, you can trust us," Tulani says, keeping one hand on his shoulder, while Revalie massages his butt.
"I trust you, but I know you won't be gentle!" Pierse signs and grouses. He just knows when they're done, Ok Stone-Will will want his turn again! Pierce isn't gonna walk normal for a month ... that is, if he survives.