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>Your dom isn't ... the most attractive woman
>she's a rabbit anthro with a bit of a shut in problem and, lets call them misguided, views on the world
> ... she's a total chud. But you aren't allowed to call her that
>you ring her doorbell on time for your weekly session
>She opens the door. Short, so short only her giant ears come up to your eye level. Pimply, despite the fur. Coke bottle lenses. Thin as a twig in a dirty oversized 'DOOM Slayer' shirt.
"Morning my goddess."
>she looks at you the way others look at her when she's in scent range
>she sounds very nasally
"You're late, anon."
"B-but I-!"
"On time is late anon. You should be early and waiting in the cold for a while so you can ACTUALLY appreciate my warmth."
>you sigh
"Are you gonna punish me for that?"
>she spits on the ground
"You'd like that, wouldn't you, freak?" but waves you inside, "Just get in here."
>Her room is a rat's nest of old take out food, video game collectables, and used clothes that SHE doesn't think smell too bad, yet
>In here, she fits in. You, and your perfect hair and perfumed skin and dry cleaned clothes and expensive shoes, don't.
"... I don't see your payment in my account anon."
"I uh uh, it should be there! I made the transfer yesterday. It should be any minu-"
>She smirks and pushes you back onto her bed. The boards groan under you and it smells like unwashed bunny.
>She smirks down at you
"Just fucking with you. I already spent it."
>Her bunny claws grab your calves and shove your legs up by your head
"You didn't jerk off did you? I can smell if you did. You're know you're not allowed to this month."
>Your heart leaps into your throat
"I didn't I didn't! I swear it's saved!"
>She slowly tears apart your pants with a single claw, reaches in, and rolls your balls between her fingers
"Hmm. These feel kinda light ... " she gives you a quick squeeze, "BETTER not be lying!"
>Your hands grip the bed sheets full of crumbs as you try and stomach the feeling
>She wipes her paw along her whiskers,
"Hmmm. :> ... I'm feeling nice today anon. Today, I'll let you cum"
>You jerk with excitement and reach for your cock
>she slaps your hands away
"Nuh uh. Put your filthy mitts under your butt. You won't be using those"
>You do as you're told and watch her pull up her shirt
"Enjoy the show, perv."
>She's always a little slimmer than most people would think. Bee stings for tits and ass plus the kind of muscles that shut ins are known for. Her nipples are so rock stiff they poke out from her grimy cream fur
"Goddess, if I can't use my hands then how am I-"
"Shut it! Perv." She stands over you on her bed and walks over your face, "Open wide. No words."
>You do as you're told and she sits her crotch right on your face
"Rules. One: No hands. Two: I get to move, you don't ... well, I guess you can thrust BUT NOT MORE THAN THAT."
>You nod and her pussy juice smears up and down your face
"And the final rule: I cum first, you cum when you're told. Start licking when you're ready."
>you use your nose to part her fuzzy lips and her sticky inner folds. It smells like mushrooms and sticks like warm jam. You can feel her hum and twitch on your face
>She grinds a little on your face till your tongue comes out and you prod her hole. Her walls gently squeeze around your tongue tip.
"Fuug. Serves you right to eat my easter hole perv. Always so uppity back in high school. What would your pOpUlAr friends think to see you service the local fuck up, hmm? SooOooOo fuggin right. Not even the ewes can keep me from scorin' "
"Alice-"
>Her legs squeeze your head
"It's GODDESS. And you're not supposed to even talk, dumbass!"
>She braces herself on your squirming thighs and her claws dig into your skin
>All you can do is thrust into the air and hope that and your rock hard cock is enough to let her know you're gonna blow
>You try and hold it
>But it's all you can think about
>all you can think about
>all you can think about
>all you can thi-
>you whine into her lips and start to cum
>but she's too fast for you. She grabs your cock and crams her thumb over your little hole
>neither the cum nor the feeling drop off.
>You're still right on the edge horny, but now you definitely CAN'T cum. UNABLE to cum.
"Pretty rich boy thinks he's above the rules?" she whines
"You're on the bottom, perv. UNDER your gamer goddeeessssssssss"
>Her legs lock onto your head and squirm and squirm and squirm till her pussy juice covers your head and soaked into your new shirt
>She stands up and she dribbles girl cum on your face
>You're still aching for a release that came and went. You're covered in sticky girl cum. You probably smell like a whole warren of femcel bunnies
>And you love it
>She walks off and throws her dirty shirt at your head
"Clean yourself up, perv." she says with a smile
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