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After lectures, the timetable of most students accommodated for some study time. The best place to put in some extra hours of personal research would be one of the study rooms, which the campus generously makes available for anyone who has need for a quiet environment.
Naturally, a small room with two desks, a lockable door and generous soundproofing provides the perfect opportunity to tease a 'study buddy'. After fifteen minutes of honest revising, boredom began to set in and Grey's imagination wandered to other, domination related activities.
With some carefully deployed flexing, Grey could almost feel Ahastar's eyes combing over his handsome golden soles from beside him. Sure enough, as he quickly glanced over, Ahastar's head snapped back to facing his computer monitor, a nervous side-eye checking to see if he had been spotted.
"Something on your mind?" Grey sneered, swinging out from his desk on his chair and facing Ahastar head on.
"No! No, I uh..." Grey chuckled as Ahastar fumbled for words, then sighed and leant back, parting his legs to create some space in front of him.
"You'd better keep it quiet, next door's occupied."
Ahastar's soul tore in half as the embarrassment of his desires was violently overruled by a hot surge of need. Trembling, he quickly slid from his chair and hurried into the space front of Greys chair, rolling onto his backside and feverishly wrestling his jeans open.
Grey laughed as he watched Ahastar's rapidly inflating cock stand to attention and pulse, a clear bead of pre-cum oozing out of the swollen tip.
"well, now it makes perfect sense... You've taken some Pro-gasm, haven't ya? Clever little pad-bitch." Grey jeered as he casually swung his legs over Ahastar's shoulders, aligning his broad pads either side of the suspiciously over-engorged erection Ahastar was struggling with.
Ahastar looked up at Grey through glossy eyes, preparing to attempt justifying his decision to dose up on a few too many anti-refractory orgasm enhancement pills several hours before. These days, Ahastar commonly did so, just in case he was priveledged enough to fall victim to his tormentors’ occasional spontaneous decisions to give him the reward he craved.
This way, if he did strike lucky during the course of the day, his climax would crush his senses with a hundred times more pleasure. Once his fluids were entirely spent, the pills also prevented the emergence of his natural inability to accept any more, meaning he would continue to be jolted by unbearable, unimaginable and unstoppable orgasmic pangs of sheer ecstasy until his master-for-the-day got bored of the shameless display of overstimulation, and finally let him rest. It was a new possible sequence of events which, Ahastar feared, he had become shamelessly addicted to.
"Well, I'm all outta coursework so..." Grey sneered, wiggling his toes before pressing his soles together and encasing Ahastar's furiously sensitive cock between his heavenly pads, using his two sickle-toes to roll the drooling head back and forth. Within seconds, Ahastar slumped and threw his first almighty rope of euphoria high into the air. Grey's eyes widened with amusement as he watched it arc into the air and come splattering down, all over the convulsing raptor's jeans and the carpet, as he relentlessly continued his masterful footwork.
Ahastar instinctively grabbed a handful of Grey's leg, struggling to ride one of the most powerful orgasms he had experienced to date. He couldn't help but feel he may have overdone it this time, watching his essence fling fiercely across the room, his hips bucking beyond his control into Grey's outstretched paws.
Grey settled back into his chair, savoring the sights and sounds of his helpless victim, mercilessly squishing Ahastar's last diminishing ropes of seed out onto the floor.
"There… all empty are we? Excellent. Ready or not, here we go!!" Grey snarled as he picked up the pace, increasing the speed and pressure of his work around Ahastar's exhausted member, forcing it to tumble and squash under his freshly lubricated pads. Sure enough, Ahastar's orgasmic throes continued, forcing him to writhe wantonly as he transited into an indefinite dry-orgasm. As his eyes rolled back, Ahastar just managed to catch a glimpse of the wall clock , which confirmed to his horror that only the first twenty seconds of what would be an almost life-threatening prolonged session had passed.
“Be careful what’cha wish for, pad-bitch!”
I got finished up with a new picture ahead of time, so I'm happy to release the next piece early! Again, it's not perfect, but of course I had to try to give Hath's partner in crime some time in the limelight! Grey is an original character owned by the illustrious Diablo_the_Rex and Ahastar is the proud owner of himself.
I'm aiming for one per week, but no promises! I'm still getting my bearings, but what I lack in skill I make up for in horniness and the determination to keep producing delicious paw-related eye candy!
Stay tuned! More on the way ;)
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