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!
