[b][u][center]Bad Faith will be Punished
For BlazingPelt
By Draconicon[/center][/u][/b]





Jake was not happy, and while he had done his best to keep his master from noticing that fact, he knew that the demon had to be aware of it. Even as busy as Rajjal was with fucking the other members of his little harem, the cat knew that the demon had to be aware of it. 
After all, he was sitting in the corner, staring mournfully as the jackal worked on teasing his harem right then and there. A red panda by the name of Errin was currently kneeling between the demon’s legs, sucking on his cock, but that was just the most recent person to be put to work. There were others, ranging from a possum to a raven, all the way to a deer that had gained many curves but kept her cock, that had done the same. The jackal’s cock had been spit-shined all the way to hell, and glowed as a result of all the lusts heaped upon it. 
Yet, for all that Jake was the one responsible for bringing this harem to the demon’s ruins and dungeon, for all that the cat had done everything that he could to make things good for his master, he had not been rewarded with so much as a single fuck in the last two weeks. It felt...unfair. Wrong. 
Unjust. 
[i]He’s a demon[/i], he tried to tell himself. [i]That’s what they do.[/i]
But at the same time, he had given up a lot. He had bound himself to the jackal...kinda? He remembered that he had all but sold his soul, but whether that was willing or not was something of a gray area. He honestly couldn’t remember. 
But he had given himself away, locked off the rest of his life to serve the demon, and he had served [i]well.[/i] The fact that he was still waiting made him feel forgotten, and that was a feeling that he utterly hated. 
So, he sat there, stewing in his own resentment as the fuck went on, knowing that his master could see him, and glared daggers into the backs of the other slaves. His hole twitched, his needs rose, and his cock throbbed beneath the mockery of a robe that he still had. He shifted from side to side, fighting the urge to jerk off, knowing that he was forbidden from full satisfaction without his master, and hating it. 
Finally, the jackal sighed. 
“Sluts. Out.”
And just like that, the half-drained slaves left the room. Errin hesitated, considering that the red panda had been on the verge - or so he likely thought - of getting the demon to cum, but one look from their lord sent him running. Jake looked away as Rajjal looked at him, the jackal chuckling softly. 
“What has you so gloomy?”
“You’re not…”
“Not what?”
“...”
“Out with it, slut.”
“You’re not using me.”
“And?”
“I need it.”
More than needed it. He would have begged for it, if he wasn’t feeling so put out about everything at that moment. Hell, he would have been casting spells on the other sluts in Rajjal’s harem if he could have gotten away with it, binding them elsewhere so that the jackal had to rely on him rather than them. That would have been so much better, more enjoyable, more...more right with the world. 
[i]I was the first. It’s not fair that they get more.[/i]
He crossed his arms, and the demon sighed. The jackal flicked a finger, and Jake’s head turned against his will, forcing him to look back at his master. 
“Are you going to be like this all day?”
“I’m...I’m sorry.”
“No, you’re not.”
“...”
“Come.”
He looked down at the demon’s cock, and just like that, the magnetic pull that he had been fighting for the last few weeks, the same pull that had been getting directed at the other members of the harem more often, seized him. He got up without thinking, shivering as his jiggling ass swayed back and forth as he moved. The demon lord looked down at him the whole time, leaning back on his throne and offering a ‘throne’ of a hard shaft for the cat to sit on, as well. 
Considering how well-lubed it was from all the oral attention that it had been getting, it was all too easy for Jake to slide over it and then sit down, slamming it right up his ass and taking it deep. He moaned out loud as he was finally impaled once more, shivering as he felt it running right over his prostate. 
Before he could start riding it, however, Rajjal looked down at him. Red eyes flared, and he was paralyzed, pinned in place as his master spoke. 
“You were due a turn, soon enough. But since you pouted, since you acted this way, since you [i]made[/i] me intervene, you will pay a price.”
He supposed that he should have been scared at that, but there was so much desperation at that point, so long since his last fuck, that he imagined that any price would be something that he was willing to pay. All he did was nod, and Rajjal chuckled. 
“You are a little idiot…”
Jake didn’t listen. All he did was start moving his hips, fucking himself up and down on the massive rod that the demon offered. It was just as familiar as it had been all that time ago, so pleasurable, so soul-stealing and mind-draining in how large it was, how firmly it rubbed his most sensitive spots. He needed it. 
He required it. 
As Jake slid himself up and down, however, he quickly realized that he was doing something else, too. He was slowly bouncing, but...not as much as he should have been. The cat remembered how much he jiggled when he walked, and more, how much his cock swayed when he was getting filled. He had slapped it down on more than one belly when he’d gone around corrupting people for his master, and now…
Now it wasn’t swinging around as much. 
And the shaft in him...it felt bigger. 
Panting softly, he looked down, only to see that his shaft was shrinking again on the next bounce he made. Not much, a mere fraction of an inch, but even as it disappeared, he felt it going right to the cock inside of him, felt it sliding in deeper than it had, and getting wider than before. The heat of that thick thing inside him, the warmth that was already spreading through his insides, was turning into a punishing fire. 
Rajjal said nothing, the demon just watching him. Jake couldn’t bring any words to mind, and kept bouncing, his need driving him to take it further, his lusts making him more than a little stupid. 
With each bounce, a little bit more slipped off his cock, and a little bit more slid into his ass. It went from something huge to something truly massive, and in less than a minute of passionate cock-riding, Jake reached his limits, unable to move so much as an inch with everything that filled him up. He gasped for breath as he sat down firmly, his cock having gone down to little more than six inches, perhaps even less. It wasn’t that much different from a normal male, but after all that he had been lugging around, that was a huge shift, and it was a reminder of where it had all come from. His ass felt smaller, too, though not quite to the same degree. 
Rajjal chuckled. 
“Can’t move, can you?”
“Mmmph…”
“Too big a prize for you?”
“You...it’s so…”
“You were within two days of getting all my attention, little slut. And then, you would have kept everything. But now, you’ll have to do without for three days. And…”
The jackal stood, the pressure shifting around inside of the smaller feline as he felt the lifting, the moving, the repositioning. He was pointed at the back of the jackal’s throne, his knees lodged against the floor as the bigger man moved behind him. 
“And now, you are going to take it. Hard. Just because you couldn’t wait, you will take it [i]my[/i] way instead of yours.”
As that huge shaft started sliding out, he wanted to scream. In pleasure? Pain? Lust? Mercy? He didn’t know, and it didn’t matter. He didn’t have the air to scream, and all he could do was wait for - 
Squelch. 
That next thrust sheathed it right back inside him, and he moaned out loud again, shivering from head to toe, his toes curling as his ass cheeks bounced. No more shrinking, but so much fullness, so much more than he was really able to take. His asshole burned as it went deep, and he could only imagine what would have happened if his master had taken more from him. 
In, out, in, out, slamming forward and pulling back. The jackal demon used him hard, making him feel every little bit of that cock and ensuring that he had learned his lesson. Jake screamed into the throne, unable to stop himself. 
But nothing stopped the jackal. Each thrust hilted with him, bringing those balls up against his, each thrust making him remember the first time, and the number of ways that he had been broken in. His eyes rolled back, his mouth hanging open, his cock dribbling pre-cum under him. 
And above all, that smokey musk, that hot scent that dragged him down and reminded him just who was fucking him. Not a mortal, but a demon, and one that had every reason to keep him close, to keep him happy, to make his life nothing but the bliss and pleasure of sex. 
Provided that he behaved, of course. Jake was finding every reason to do just that from now on…




[b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]

Summary: Jake is reminded of just what it means to push his demon master, and what it feels like when you get what you want...but on the demon’s terms. 

Tags: M/M, Harem, Cat, Demon, Jackal, Various Species, Oral, Anal, Size Theft, Shrinking, Hard Fuck, Master/Slave, Fantasy, Desperation, Musk