The male cat had crawled to the darkest corner, ears pinned to his skull, tail curled between his legs, eyes wide and shining with sick fear and arousal. He didn't dare move. He couldn't look away.
Sylva remained face-down on the furs, nape under my palm, ass high on instinct, thick tail trembling in my fist. Her breathing came in short, hoarse gasps. Her pussy dripped nonstop, thick juices running down her inner thighs, leaving shiny pools on the furs. Her alpha pride was in shreds, but her body kept begging.
I released her nape only to grab her hips with both hands. Fingers digging into firm flesh, yanking her back until her ass slammed against my crotch. I felt her heat through the fabric. She was soaked, swollen lips parted, clit visibly throbbing.
"Still think you can dominate me?" I growled against her ear, voice low so the weakling in the corner could hear too.
Sylva tried to answer, but only a moan escaped when I rubbed the head of my cock (already free, veined, hard as iron) against her entrance. The tip parted her lips just enough, coating itself in her juices.
"Look at him," I ordered, turning her head toward the male cat. "See how he trembles. That's how you'll end up in a moment."
She gasped, pupils dilated into perfect hearts. She tried to close her legs out of pure alpha instinct. I forced them open with a brutal yank, knees pinned to the furs.
And I entered.
One single savage thrust, all the way to the balls.
Her cunt opened as if it had been waiting for this moment her whole life. Hot, plush but tight walls clamped immediately around every inch. I felt every vein of my cock being milked, every inner fold rubbing against me. She was so wet I slid in without resistance, but so tight she nearly locked me inside.
"AHHHN… FUCK… SO BIG…!" she screamed, back arching violently, tail rigid in my hand.
I didn't wait. I fucked her wild from the first second. Pulled almost all the way out, leaving only the head inside, then slammed back until my balls slapped her swollen clit with wet, obscene sounds. Every thrust made her heavy breasts bounce against the furs, hard nipples scraping the rough fabric.
Her walls convulsed with every plunge. Violent spasms, hungry contractions squeezing me like they wanted to swallow me whole. I felt her pussy pulsing around my shaft, each desperate throb sending waves of pleasure straight to my balls.
"More… deeper… break me…!" she begged hoarsely, pushing back to take me further. "You… you do… this weakling never… never reached this far…!"
I glanced at the male cat. He was still there, small flaccid cock, trembling hand hovering close but not daring to touch. Tears shone in his eyes while he watched his legendary alpha unravel under another male.
I gripped the base of her tail harder, yanked upward. Every pull made her arch more, pussy fully exposed, walls clamping even tighter around me.
"Ahhn… the tail… yes… pull harder…!" she cried, squirting a hot jet that splashed my thighs and the furs.
I didn't stop. I changed rhythm: pulled out slow, feeling every fold drag along my shaft, every contraction trying to hold me. Then slammed in brutal, balls crushed against her clit, making her whole body shake.
Her spasms became constant. Walls milking me nonstop, fast violent contractions gripping my cock like a hot living fist. Every time I bottomed out I felt her cervix throb against the tip, starving.
"I'm coming… I'm coming again…!" she panted, entire body convulsing.
She squirted hard, long hot jets splashing my abs, my thighs, the floor. Her cunt clamped so tight it almost hurt from pleasure, walls pulsing around every vein, milking me mercilessly.
I couldn't hold back.
I came roaring, thick long ropes pumping deep inside her until it overflowed. I felt her womb absorb every drop, walls contracting hungrily around my cock, violent spasms shaking her while I kept thrusting, filling her until white cum started dripping down her thighs, mixing with her juices.
She collapsed onto the furs, panting, trembling, broken weak purr escaping her throat. Tail limp. Ears flattened. Pussy gaping, leaking a thick mix of our fluids.
The male cat kept staring, tears streaming down his face, small cock dripping pre-cum without him touching anything.
Sylva lifted her head barely, voice cracked.
"Collar… please… Master… put a collar on me…"
The humiliation was complete.
(To be continued…)