Master

Master
By Tabi-chan

NOTE: Yes, as you may have noticed, this story was previously up. However, I forgot that the email address I used, I used for an earlier account on this site, so it got deleted.

Hana got on her knees and bowed lowly to her master, who proceeded to stroke her yellow ears and pat her head, covered by long, lovely auburn hair. Words of endearment came from his mouth, such as, "You're a lovely one," as he gently brought his soft hand to her equally tender cheek, rubbing it with his middle and forefinger.
This was the life of the nekojin Hana, who lived like her brothers and sisters as pets, entertainment, and cheap workers for "normal humans"… What really separated them, though, from the normal ones? Was it the ears and tail? Maybe the cat-like instinct? God knew.
Mitsuo, the aforementioned master, took a gentle hold of Hana's chin and made her peer up at him, his striking blue eyes staring into her diluting yellow pupils. She turned red and softly asked of him, "Master, may I please you?"
"Shouldn't I ask you that?" Mitsuo questioned her in a teasing manner before flailing his chin-length jet black hair to the side and bending down to take a hold of Hana's hands. He gently stood her up and took a gander at her slim body, which matched perfectly with his equally lean build. "Velvet soft skin, light and delicate…"
"Master, you're an amazing poet. I love you with every bit of this heart and-…" Hana broke her proper speak as her delicate eyes closed. She pressed herself against her master and held onto him tightly, continuing on, "…I w-want you inside me… I mean, may you…go inside me?"
Such an offer could not be refused and the burning desire for his pet and servant didn't go by unnoticed, so Mitsuo simply responded with a small, calm grin, "If you put your leash on," and with that small demand, Hana quickly snapped the hot pink, silk-like leash to her black collar. She got back onto the floor, but this time was on her knees and hands, her master's smile growing by the second. He took the leash in hand and tugged on it sensitively, as to not cause his love pain.
Mitsuo began to direct Hana up the stairs, walking her slowly and enjoying her in a position like this (with him only, of course). At the top, she knew where he would want her to start going to his room next so she proceeded to crawl there, Mitsuo commenting in the form of a question, "Am I really that predictable, darling?"
Hana giggled. Yes, he was sort of predictable, but to offer her respects and love, shook her head, proclaiming that, "No, no, master. Not at all."
"Good…because I have a surprise today," the master said in a hinting response to the pet with a loving smile and lusty traveling eyes that went about her body like spotlights on a celebrity. "You're going to love it."
"Anything from you, master."
The two went into the large master bedroom (no pun intended, mind you) of Mitsuo. The king-sized, spongy bed, which they both got onto, was covered in satin black sheets, with similarly colorless but dark pillows. The walls, on the other hand, were a light yellow that stimulated the senses of the person who looked upon them greatly as it was the simplest of simplicities, like he/she were looking at the good, uneventful life of the pastoral lifestyle shepherds, back in the good old days (back when nekojin were treated as equal – maybe even higher up – humans).
Hana rested her head on her master's lap, gracefully purring and rubbing her cheek against him, as good pet should. She gently opened the top buttons of her light blue shirt, revealing more and more of her large bust, only covered by a thin, red bra that showed off her deep cleavage.
"I wore this again," the pet softly said, stroking Mitsuo's cheek with her finger, "because I know how much you like it." She gently brought the finger down from Mitsuo's cheek and right in-between her breasts. "Do you wish to see more, master?"
"You're absolutely stunning, my dear," Mitsuo commented on Hana's soft body, moving his hand about it and gently tickling her stomach, causing sweet giggles to pop from her small mouth, "and at the same time, your beauty is complimented by childlike mannerisms, voice, and the youth that exists in your skin and soul. Every bit of you sets this heart on fire."
How lyrical, so graceful. Hana loved that about Mitsuo and began to beg, in her gentle voice, "Please, show me this surprise, master. Your words, your hands… They only make me want for you and whatever you have to give me more and more." Her voice broke as she began to speak heatedly, "Please fuck me."
Mitsuo was taken slightly aback by the blunt request, but was nonetheless turned on by it, a bulge noticeably forming in his black slacks. His slightly bewildered look turned calm, mouth into a smile, and he responded to Hana, "Your surprise first… Lay with your ass up."
The pet followed his order and laid herself down on the bed, allowing her bottom to stick up. She pulled her skirt up (or down, to be technically correct) to reveal white cotton panties, the front noticeably wet.
"You love me, and you want me inside you, don't you?" Mitsuo said in a more sexually aggressive voice as he bent in the same position Hana was in to look at her as he pushed his fingers onto her covered crotch. "You want the taste of my cock too… I can see it in your eyes. You want-… No… You need it badly."
Soft sighs erupted from Hana's mouth as her cheeks turned a deep red. She only nodded in reply to Mitsuo's statements and questions, not being to hold in the hot passion much longer. She poked her tongue out through her lips slowly and let Mitsuo taste it with his own, slipping it across and against hers.
"Do you want more?" Hana's master asked, taking his hand away from her behind and pulling his tongue back into his mouth.
"D-don't stop… Please…"
Mitsuo smiled at this and sat himself at the other side of the bed. He gently tugged on Hana's leash and, in a light, cutesy voice, spoke, "Come here, kitty, kitty, kitty…" He held his hand out, palm facing up, and beckoned her with his four fingers before repeating, "Come here, kitty, kitty, kitty…"
Hana tittered and slowly went towards Mitsuo on her hands and knees, like a cat. She meowed as she came close and began to paw him very lightly, beaming adorably.
The young master petted her with great tenderness. "Do you want the surprise?"
"Oh, yes, master."
In a quick maneuver, he quickly snatched her small hand and pulled bondage manacles from his back, cuffing her to the post. She looked surprised for a minute before realizing this was the surprise…or, at least, a part of it.
"We aren't going to be playing gently today, my love," Mitsuo warned Hana, stroking her chin and cheek, "but before I carry on… Do you want to?"
"Of course master… You don't have to ask me. I'm your-" Hana was interrupted by a raised finger.
"I know, my dearest and beloved pet, but you matter so much more to me." He pushed his lips up against hers without much force and continued to speak after pulling back somewhat. "I don't want to harm you. You're more than an easy fuck or a loyal maid." Mitsuo kissed her again. "I never lied any of the times I said, 'I love you,' for without you, I am nothing more than-"
"Master…do you mean it?"
"Of course I do. I'm no liar, darling. I mean, it may have seemed as though it was just to add onto the feeling when I first got you and, ah, 'had' you, but upon seeing your picture from the catalogue…" Mitsuo held Hana's free hand and brought it up to his lips, kissing it over and over again. "It was love at first sight… In my eyes, at least."
Hana thought back of when she was bought my Mitsuo and quickly came into his arms, licking his cheek and asking, "Do you remember how we first met and when we first-…"
"How could I forget such a special time?"
"I want you to tell me about, as best you can." Hana licked Mitsuo's cheek again.
He smiled and responded, "Well, alright…"

A year earlier, approximately, and Mitsuo sat in front of his home, writing in his journal. He waited anxiously for the nekojin he had purchased as he did, keeping an eye out for a van of some sorts.
In not too long, a rusty blue van pulled up into the driveway. From the side came out a rather husky man, dragging along a nekojin by a leash in a very harsh manner. He constantly cursed and swore at her whenever she would try and get off the leash or the likes before finally getting her to Mitsuo.
"Here she is, sir. Hana Akimura."
Not interested in conversation, Mitsuo simply nodded and sat the silent Hana down next to him.
The man stood there for a minute, looking at Mitsuo expectantly. He slowly held out his hand, a greedy smile bending his lips.
"…If you want a tip, shove it," he simply responded, taking Hana into the large house with him and slamming the oak door in the man's face. He pulled Hana over and sat her on the couch, where he proceeded to play with her hair. "So, Hana, I hear this is your first time living with someone."
She paused and quietly replied, "Yes…master…"
"Don't be so shy, now. I'm not gonna hurt you, Hana. I'm not like the owners some of your brothers and sisters describe… I'm different. I bought you for more than servicing the house."
"…Why'd you buy me, then?" Hana inquired, tilting her head to the side.
"You were lovely."

"Oh, God, Mitsuo," Hana spoke through her moans, Mitsuo's hand down her panties, fingers rubbing her wet opening, and tongue against her neck. Her cuffed hand was gripping tightly due to all the pleasure while the other fiddled with her lover's hair. "Please, please, tell me more."
Mitsuo smiled and let his tongue slide back into his mouth. He continued to tell the story, his fingers slowly pressing into her slit.

"I couldn't stop looking at your picture. I just had to buy you and have you here for myself," Mitsuo explained before tipping up Hana's chin and pressing his mouth against her exposed neck. "You're not lovely in the photos when it's compared to having you here, your great radiance filling this room… Up, close, and personal."
"Ah…m-m-mast-" Hana was interrupted as a finger was smoothly laid on her lips.
"Shh, don't worry. I'll make you feel good… You'll like it, dearest." Mitsuo began to speak his sensitive, poetic words. "It'll be like sitting nude atop a green hill in a beautiful orchard, with your arms spread far and feeling the wind against your soft body-" He broke his soft tone. "-and your delicate breasts are being slowly, but oh so gently felt and handled by these." Mitsuo's brought his hands up and down her structure. "Yes…"
Hana gasped softly and made a grab for her skirt, squeezing its purple hem tightly as Mitsuo's hands entered her shirt and opened her bra, moving along a bare and busty chest.
"Your nipples… They're hard… You like it, don't you?"
"…"
"Kindly answer," Mitsuo ushered her on.
"…Y-yes, master… I-….I like it very much."

"T-then…being the naughty boy you were – and still are – you fucked me," Hana said in a teasing yet equally loving manner to her master, who by now had removed her panties and was rubbing the bulge in his pants against her pussy. "Oh, God… You fucked me then, fuck me now… Please, master…"
"Patience is the key, my lovely," Mitsuo replied as his breathing deepened, himself falling victim to the passion.

The pet was laid down with her legs spread wide on the couch, clothing removed. Her arms were up and bound together by the leash (with permission of the slightest bit, of course).
"I-I-Is it gonna hurt?" Hana worriedly asked the bending Mitsuo, who had his uncovered, fully firm wood pressed up against Hana's cranny, but not quite in yet. "P-please…don't do it hard… I'm just a v-v-virgin."
Mitsuo found these concerns hilarious, but kept quiet and said minimally with a smile, "Oh, sweetest, don't worry and enjoy the ride."
He very tenderly entered her, which still didn't prevent her from letting out a loud "virgin" moan, if it may be put that way. She clamped her teeth down on her finger, biting onto it as Mitsuo began to propel his hips back and forth in a slow manner.
"You feel so good," he commented with a wide grin and gentle eyes, Hana only able to look for a brief while before closing them again. "Does it hurt?"
"Y-yeah… B-but…it also feels-…"
Mitsuo interrupted her with a quick, hard thrust (which caused her to whine loudly) before going at his normal pace. He said in verbal response, "I'm glad you feel the same way, lovely."
He bent down some more and kissed Hana, tongue poking around her mouth like wildfire. She slowly let her tongue move against his, growing accustomed to it by the second.

Hana had her other hand cuffed to the post now, her clit being tickled by Mitsuo's tongue. Pleasured sounds came from her mouth while sweat slowly rolled down her forehead, as it did on her master's.
"St-stop teasing me…" the pet begged, asking, "Can you-… C-can you go inside me yet?"
"Don't rush it, lover. I enjoy the plot that leads up to the climax," Mitsuo tastefully replied.
"I love the way you talk, master."

Her master's exposed genitals in front of her face, a desperate want for more of this bliss, and growing compassion for this young man, Hana put her lips over the head and forced her tongue against it, it being directly on the eye. She swerved it around a bit, making Mitsuo sigh deeply.
"It's like you already know w-what to do," he stuttered a bit, obvious delight pervading his emotions.
"It was a guess," she paused to say before continuing on.
"I feel like… I-I need to…"
Mitsuo bit down on his thumb as Hana had bitten down on her finger earlier when he entered her, pulling back and shooting white all over her youthful, pretty face. She licked off what she could before wiping off the rest with small hands, an ecstatic and overjoyed look on her face before it sank into tired enjoyment. She leaned back and laid on the couch, taking deep breathes, as Mitsuo was when he got next to her.
"You're amazing," he whispered into her ear, tickling it softly with his forefinger.

"Oh, God, faster! Faster!"
Mitsuo had now entered his lover and was shoving in and out, the force and speed of it great. His breathing was broken in occasion by the heaviest of sighs and moans that went in vocal harmony with hers.
Suddenly, as if he did it for no reason, he stopped.
"P-please, master, don't stop!" She tried to move the best she could, bound by the handcuffs still.
"Hana…" Mitsuo said in a gentle tone, leaning forward and pressing his lips against hers. No tongue was in it this time and it was pure romance at this point, the lust shoved and left aside for a minute.
For a while, they stayed like this and could swear they heard each others' beating hearts (or maybe it was their own) as well their very slow and heavy inhales and exhales until they finally stopped.
"I love you, Hana, with all of my heart." He placed his hand firmly on her cheek and rubbed it with his thumb. "I want to seal this in stone. I want to seal our love for each other."
"Master… I love-…ah!" Hana briefly said before a final hard push was given by Mitsuo, who came inside of her body before slouching down himself. They both paused and looked at each other, smiles fresh on their faces.
"…Please, Mitsuo, dearest Hana."
After a brief pause, Hana responded before letting her lips collide with her lover's, "Mitsuo, I love you."