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

Sakura could only shake her head through the discomfort, she feigned a smile amidst their joining of flesh.

Coming to the dresser, Zafron placed her down upon it, back leaning against the wall as she kept her legs spread wide, her pussy dripping off the edge of the wood. Zafron wanted to see this moment, the moment he penetrated the little kitty's pussy.

The moment he opened up new depths previously unknown in this girl. It was a carnal desire he almost felt ashamed of, but he was reminded of how much of a little slut she was, each time she nudged her legs wider and smiled.

"Don't hold back... I want to hurt a bit..." Sakura bit her lip, her toes curling behind him as he again pressed inside..

For several long moments, long breaths, squeaks, and slimy smacks of flesh were all the conversation between the pair. Zafron gave in to his lust, sliding in a bit more selfishly as she writhed beneath him and he felt her struggling to open up to his girth.

Yet, before long, like he knew she could, she accepted all of him, trembling at the full feeling he brought her as she held her legs open atop the dresser.

"Ohhhhh my god~" she said, in one hot exhale. Her eyes watered, looking up at Zafron as he pulled back. The air was stolen from her as he exited, and a quick breath brought back to her as he slammed forward.

Quickly, he began to bring to her a cadence that made her scream; whorish cries of ecstasy and yearning in his ear as she felt him slam her thin thighs over and over, and his cock split her repeatedly.

"Yesss, yesss, yesss!" she whined, body shaking as he did this deed to her lithe body. Like no other feeling she had previously, and unashamed of the man to bring her this feeling.

"Come here." He scooped her up, still fucking her in the air as he walked the eager catgirl to her bed once more. With strong legs, he lay down across the bed, Sakura atop him, skewered as she felt her trembling thighs. In charge, she began to raise and lower herself on him, crying out with each wet plop of her ass against his thighs.

*Ta...ta...ta...ta...ta!!~*

This went on for a long while, until her own legs began to melt at the pain and pleasure she forced upon herself. Enjoying what claim she could make on the efforts of their lovemaking that day.

Sensing this, Zafron threw her to the bed, face first. Like a good girl, she kept her ass in the air in a dangerous arch, knowing her place in life.

Running his hand up her back and through her long pink hair, he found the roots of her braids atop her head and grabbed a handful of them. Deftly, he pulled her head up until her body was held against his.

"Doing okay, my 'little-bit-more' friend?" He bit her ear, growling as her own breaths purred.

"Mmmhmmm." She could only mumble amidst the pleasure.

"Good girl."

He kept his hold of her hair, pushing her forward and guiding her ass to meet his cock. Finding her wet, little slit between her thighs was easy, and from there, he began his assault. Hard, fast, and rough he landed strokes across her small frame.

Pounding her into the bed, holding her dominantly as she whined and quaked at his possessiveness. Her eyes looked up at him in reverence as he owned her pink blushing tulip, never before realizing how a man could treat her so harshly, yet so good.

"Nyess~" she affirmed every stroke she felt.

Zafron was fighting his own battle amidst this, her tight cunt begging him to release his seed into her. It squeezed his cock relentlessly, and if he were a lesser man, he would have spewed into her womb without thought or control. However, this gentleman was not going to forget the lady's needs, and his patience would soon be rewarded.

"I'm coming... I'm coming!" she cried, her whole body tensing as her pussy gripped him fiercely; he stroked her insides furiously as she did so, letting her feel out its length as she rumbled amidst his rod. Her mouth slacked and drooled as she gasped for breath, eyes rolling in the back of her head as he still gripped it tightly.

"Mmmmm," he groaned, still holding back his own, enjoying every slippery bit of her insides. "You okay, kitty?" He held for a moment, waiting to hear her reply.

"Ah... ah... amazing..." Her voice was raspy.

"You want to stop?" Zafron ensured, though his body angrily desired to press forward with its own needs.

"No... you.... you cum... I'm yours to use..." She turned her head and smiled, seeing in his eyes how much he wanted it.

Letting go of her hair, he turned her over, mounting her missionary style as he fondly looked down at her. It was during these few moments, as they looked eye to eye, and Zafron was able to watch over her that he felt a small bit of fondness growing more and more.

Her cute mouth opened up and wide eyes looked up at him as he fucked her at a moderate pace, a pace that was intent on capitalizing on the feeling of every inch of her insides. His hands held hers against the bed. Her small tits bounced with each shove his body gave hers. Sakura was intently watching his pleasured expression, giving him a cute coo or beckoning moan from time to time.

As he continued, he came closer to his own release, mentally allowing himself to come to climax over several fond strokes of his cock.

Suddenly, Sakura pulled herself off of him, feeling his cock twitch as she slid down the bed to grab his manhood in her mouth. She stroked him gently with her hand, lapping her tongue along his bottom edge as hot ropes began to shoot into her throat.

"Eehh, mmm, mmmm, mmmmm, mmmm." Was all he could hear as the catgirl drank his seed in turn. She was good at it, but obviously surprised how much the he could dish out. Her eyes got to watering again, before she contently licked him clean and lay back in victory.

"Fuck."

"Damn."

They both exclaimed, each blushing and looking at one another with astonished affection. While Sakura still looked at him in reverence, Zafron's senses began to return to him as he had realized what he had done, control.

Her warm tender touch met his cheek as she lay beneath him, having swallowed his full load and cleaned his dribbling tip with a lick. She looked at him with a warm smile, stroking his jaw as she scratched at his chin beneath it.

"That was really good..." Sakura reassured him, almost as if she could sense his thought. To seal such a comfort, she reached up to him, locking her soft lips with hers.

"Well... I've been known to show a lady a good time." He sank to the mattress beside her, both lying nude, bodies touching each other. Sakura made a point to curl up in the midst of his larger frame, petting his strong arms and chest as she begged him to remain at her side with a few scoots of her rear against his crotch.

"I can tell... I don't think I've ever felt so well... done..." A girlish giggle escaped her as she looked up at Zafron, her hair brushing against his chest as she pressed against him.

"Good." Zafron for a change was at a loss for words, pining for some sort of verbal parry to excuse what he had done to continue this exchange. All he could manage, in a flight of stray fancy, was to kiss the top of her sweet head. Sakura's scented braid burned his nostrils as he wrapped an arm around her and cupped her flat stomach.

For several long moments, they lay silent, naked, spooning amidst the neatly made bed. Both thought through what was next, neither quite sure where to take it.

After small playful touches from fingers and toes and nuzzles of faces into chests, Zafron took a deep, centering breath. His last-ditch effort to gain control of the situation.

[Well, that was some celebration,] Calista chimed in as Zafron brought her back online.