I, the slave boy, awaken with the most potent seed!!

She was always too small, no matter how she looked at it. Now however...

She traced her long tongue from the root all the way to the tip of his penis, eliciting a moan from him. She repeated this twice more, paying more attention to each side before closing her lips around the head, sucking it gently, she didn't want to accidentally peel off the skin on his dick with her serated cat tongue.

Although she discovered turning it up a notch whenever she licked his balls did do the trick for her.

She backed off, and repeated the whole thing. And once more, even slower. It took one more try to get the reaction she was looking for. As he tried to lift his hips and thrust deeper she pushed his hips down, preventing him from moving any further.

"Come on..." a needy whimper, exactly what she wanted to hear.

"And what do I get out of it?" Sakura teased, tracing her finger along the underside of his shaft, keeping him aching.

Zafron didn't answer, because he feared he might have an idea of what she wanted. He had done this before, several times even and he knew exactly what she expected from him. The position was a bit awkward, but he managed to raise his head enough to reach her pussy with his tongue, but something fluffy coiled around his neck and pulled him back down before he could manage a single lick.

"Not good enough, you would do it anyway." Sakura had this all planned out, mocking his attempt while keeping him bound with her tail. "I want something else in return."

He groaned, wriggling against her grasp for no other reason than to show that he hadn't given up completely yet. "What?"

"A challenge," she answered sweetly, still toying with him. "You will get to decide how long you want to hold out each time, if you need air just cross your legs. But I will also work my magic here, pun intended," she chuckled, "and we will see who's better at washing the other's dishes."

"I don't know..." he hesitated, but she didn't let him make up his mind.

"But I do, so how about you leave the thinking to me and focus on what's important," she wiggled her hips, "also me." She sat down, pressing his head deep into the mattress.

She didn't know if he heard her, or was simply following the muscle memory but the result was the same. She arched her back, feeling his tongue sliding along her lips. It didn't matter that this was not the first time someone had gone down there, each and every time the first lick made her toes curl. Zafron was good at it, and good boys always got rewarded.

Sakura let her tongue out and returned the favor, knowing all his favorite spots which she teased mercilessly. Each precise stroke of her long, wet appendage made him lose his focus for a split second, which effects she could feel mirrored on her own nether lips. He didn't know it yet, but she called it a challenge for a reason.

She waited until he crossed his ankles again to tell him the other rules she 'forgot' to mention.

"Oh, one more thing," she stated matter-of-factly, as he took his first break "If you finish before me then, well, I will get to decide how long you stay down there."

"What?" It took him a moment to realize what that meant for him. "No, we agree on a safeword for a reason."

"Yeah, so you..." She paused and corrected, "because I thought you'd be in control, you'd keep me safe," Sakura reminded him of their last talk, a hint of irony in her voice. Zafron was starting to understand her obsession for being in control now and frankly, he didn't know if he liked it more than he dreaded it.

"But don't worry, since now I'm the bigger and stronger one I promise I will keep you safe too. Just do a good job and you will be fine," she cheered him on, "come on, deep breath and good luck, you will need both."

She lay back down, pressing her torso against his, now only her hips were still in the air, creating a perfect arch. Her two ass cheeks, if only Zafron could see from the dorsal view was spectacularly well shaped and plump, huge and soft and it clamped together as she maximized her efforts to have him in that position.

It was up to him when she would pull them down, but for now, she waited, since he still had his ankles crossed.

"Sakura, wait..." the words stuck in his throat as the hungry catgirl slid his dick halfway inside her mouth. He heard her purr playfully, she knew exactly what she was doing, and he needed a few seconds to compose himself.

"I know what you want to say," she mocked him, "oh no, Sakura, please don't make me admit what a submissive boy I am, I'm afraid I will like it too much." She gave him a few seconds to protest but was surprised when he didn't. Maybe he was too focused on holding back his moans as she traced her fingers along the gland of his penis.

"The only thing you get to decide on is how close to orgasm I will be before you bust. So go on, keep those ankles crossed if you want to spend the next fifteen minutes straight under my ass." She wiggled her hips, knowing that it was all he could see, before adding seductively, "Or you can be a smart little mouse and start working that tongue."

It took her exactly two licks, feeling him throb under her ministrations before she saw him pull his legs apart. She smiled, knowing that she finally had him.

"Good boy," A single praise before she slammed her hips down, his head completely drowned in the soft prison of flesh. She didn't need to wait long before she felt him working again. She had a head start, literally, so she allowed herself to enjoy his efforts, feeling him trace her lips with his tongue. It seemed her bigger size made it easy for him to pinpoint the spots that made her shudder.

Sadly, it wasn't long before he crossed his ankles again.

It was time to catch up and see if she could set some records.

Sakura placed a single kiss on the head of her Zafron's manhood, gave it one last lick, and started sliding down. Slowly, but steadily, inch after inch disappeared inside her slick maw. She heard Zafron groan in pleasure, but she didn't let it distract her from her goal. His shaft was already at the entrance of her throat, exactly where it usually ended before she had to pull back, but not this time.

Taking a deep breath herself, she closed her eyes and pushed further, swallowing again and again as the pressure mounted, hoping to finally breach the barrier of her throat, a feat that eluded her for as long as they began.

Until it finally happened.