"Master."

The once bounty hunter, Avocato, said humbly, kneeling before King Nacho, who sat cross-legged on his throne resting his chin on his fist looking down upon the off-worlder with narrowed eyes. His tail flicked on the golden seat behind him, tapping gently against the arm of the chair. He had appointed the Ventrexian to appear before him earlier, as he had much to do with him. It was pretty obvious what he was going to do to him, but he wanted to have some fun with him first before he had that sexy body of his trembling in his paws.

He'll dominate this Ventrexian and show him who his master, and his daddy is. Maybe it was that human with the robot arm, but until then, it would be him, starting with his first order of business.

"Stand," He commanded, his accented baritone voice echoing in the vast room. Avocato does so at once, standing straight with his arms by his side, eyes pointing straight at him. But, he knew he wasn't truly looking at him, as he could see those yellow eyes flickering elsewhere than just his face. What is it that has attracted his attention thus far? The ruler uncrosses his legs, intentionally giving him more of his body to stare at while he mulled over the next command. 

Those clothes of his seemed a little tight on him, now that he thinks about it. Not to mention that he's overdressed, compared to the ruler. Though, he'll be sure to fix that. "Strip. Slowly." So he can see that glorious body in full, but while being given a show, as the thought of seeing him nude was already turning him on, though he remained perfectly stoic and unwavering. Avocato blushed, but it was hardly noticed through his teal fur, yet he knew he found the idea tantalizing because his tail was swishing around behind him. "Head to toe."

"Y-yes, Master," He nodded, starting with undoing the grey collar he wore, reaching behind him and unclipping it from his neck, but slower than before, keeping those amber eyes solely on him. He lets it drop to the ground before moving to his vest, shrugging off the sash before pinching the zipper and pulling it down, exposing his burly, white-marked chest bit by bit, going just as slow as he was instructed, his body starting to heat up the farther he went, his hidden kink of exposing himself to others being brought to light before the king.

But not just his king. His lover, his master, his everything, just like Gary. He wanted to please him in any and every aspect possible, even if he was rewarded with a round or two of almost literally back-breaking sex that'd leave him walking funny. He loved it beyond anything he could ever love when it came to sexual relations and wasted no time getting it out of the ruler any time the opportunity presented itself. By the time Avocato was even close to fully shedding his vest, he could see his erection sliding into view from under his loincloth as he licked his lips, eyes still locked on him with no change in expression.

Once the vest was gone, the feline then moves on to his shoulder pads and arm bracers, unclasping each one as he had done his collar before. Once those have fallen to the floor with a metallic thud, his entire upper half was exposed before the king, who growled softly as his hardness pressed against his one source of clothing. He was indeed built, but half as much as the latter, with his facial marking spilling out through the majority of his body. He could hardly wait to get his paws on him.

Avocato bit his lip, blushing harder through his fur as his paws settle on his belt buckle and begin to undo it. Slowly. His confidence increased and he purrs, seductively looking the king in the eyes while separating what kept his belt in place, now moving on to his greenish leggings, taking his sweet time with the button, panting softly from how hot and turned on he felt as he wore no underwear underneath. This was why he then zipped down his pants faster than he was ordered, his rock-hard penis on display for his master.

Before he pulled his pants down, he finished off with his boots, pulling them off one by one after languidly disconnecting the kneepads above, hearing the growls of the king that made him shake with desire. He's done this before with the king of Ventrexia under different means, resulting in him having his back blown out in many, many different ways. Not to mention repeatedly edged, especially when he was granted permission to top. Sometimes.

He had finally shed all of his clothing, leaving him fully exposed before King Nacho, who licked his lips upon seeing the full glory of the Ventrexian warrior before him. He and his cock stood at attention, awaiting further orders like that of a soldier before a general. If he were more hungry for him, he would command him to choke down his cock and ride it for all he was worth, but he didn't want to just ravage him off the bat. No, he has much more planned for him. That posterior of his, for example.

"Now, turn around and...dance for me," Nacho says next, his tail thumping on the throne he sat upon. He knew what kind of dance he was talking about, that's why he didn't hesitate for one moment to turn around and drop down on his paws and knees, making those bubbly glutes shake for him in an almost hypnotizing manner. "Yes..."

The cat was looking back at him while he danced, making sure he was pleasing him while he worked. His asscheeks came together and let out a soft clapping sound that reverberated in the wide space, he spread his legs to make this more appealing for the king, reaching back to smack his shaking ass on each cheek, making sure he put on as good a show as he did in the past. He bit his lip when the canine started undoing the sash holding his loincloth up before throwing it to the side and revealing his manhood at full mast, leaking some pre.

Upon seeing his glory, Avocato's dance took an arousing turn when he plants the side of his face on the floor with his back arched, his ass tooting out and popping louder than before. If he wasn't pleasing his master as much before, he definitely was now, and was making damn sure of it. 

However, he doesn't endeavor in the act long enough to make it count before a paw comes in and smacks his working ass hard. He nearly yowled, but was so caught off-guard that he yelped. his ass was still moving but he suffered another swat, now moaning from the stinging sensation that sent pleasant vibes throughout his body. It was apparent that his king was spanking him now, more than pleased with his performance that he went to reward him for it. He stops twerking after the third strike, now laying and allowing himself to be pampered accordingly, crying out and meowing from each slap aimed at his buttocks.

One swat almost made him orgasm on the spot, as the pleasure of being spanked by the likes of his master was overwhelming. The canine on his knees behind him even palmed his rear after each strike, massaging both cheeks and squeezing them all the same. He was even patting them as a way to let him know that the next one was coming.

"Nyah~!" Avocato lets out after the next smack, his tail shooting out straight as his cock pulses and shoots a single strand of precum on the floor.

"Such a nice ass, no wonder your human companion is attracted to you," Nacho growled, bending over the teal feline and wrapping his arms around his torso, pulling him upright, and leaning into his ear. "Sit on my mouth and suck my cock as I loosen you."

"Mmrrrr, yes, Master," Avocato replied dreamily, already lost in the pleasure. He laid down with the king on the floor and righted himself, sliding north towards his awaiting maw until he felt his hot breath blow against his taint and settled down, instantly feeling his tongue slide inside with no issue. "Ahh..." He spent most of the night making himself extra loose for his new king, using various dildos, toys, and lubricants that would make even the driest entry as smooth as a dream. It took time, but he was ready. Ready to please his master at any given time.

"Mmmnn," The canine hummed, effortlessly tonguing the inside of his servant's ass that twerked still on his face, grabbing and spreading his ass wide for better entry. With him this loose, he had no problems skipping a step or two and tonguefucking him while he busies himself with his cock. "Mmmhmm..." His hot mouth enveloped him, as he felt it, and his sandpaper tongue was sliding in circles around the tip while the wet heat of his mouth and throat stroking all ten inches of his cock.

Avocato moaned on his cock, sucking it nice and deep as he tasted his precum and coaxed more out, eager to please his king any way he wanted. He grabbed and stroked the solid shaft with both paws as he pulled up to suck on the tip, swirling his tongue around it and teasing the hole in the middle. Every trick he learned from giving head, he tried it on his master's cock as he tongued him deep in his ass, wetting him for what follows next.

When he went deep in his ass, he took his cock in his mouth the same way, puffing his cheeks out to increase the pleasure he gave, choking erotically when all ten inches of canine cock sunk down his throat, resulting in him moaning in bliss and swallowing on him. The vibration of the king's moans in his asshole had him trembling, staying rooted to him orally for as long as he could until his master slid his tongue out and smacked his rear.

Mmh!" He moaned, realizing he had his fun sucking off his master, and pulled up slowly, bringing relief to his throat. He then turned his gaze to his master, who returned it with a carnivorously lusty expression that let him know of what was coming next.

Without so much as a word, Avocato stands up from Nacho's chest and steps around him, heading for the throne and bending over it, spreading his legs and popping his ass out. When he looks back, King Nacho was already behind him, stepping one foot on the seat, mounting him with his cock prodding his hole as he held him by his midriff, ready to penetrate and fuck him like the slut that he was after he put himself on display for him.

"M-Master..." Avocato purred, then breathed out shakily when his master slides in, filling his ass with the entirety of his cock, his balls slapping the other's with a soft plap. "Aa-aah, yeah." He hissed, feeling the tool pulse and writhe in him as he was desperate for it to start moving already.

"And now, you will lay there on my throne and take my cock. Understood?" The canine penetrating him snarled. "You've pleased me well, now I will return the favor, so hold on tight."

He does, bracing himself and taking deep breaths as he grips whatever piece of the throne he could reach before the girth in his anal cavity moves back and forth. He released a broken moan as the pace his king went had him rocking back and forth on the golden seat. It was neither slow nor fast, but to a degree where he was moaning freely and loudly. His cock glided eight inches out and eight inches in at the right pace, his sweet spot being struck once or twice now and then, making him see stars.

His master, his everything, was making him see stars as he made him his mate. The room was filled with the Ventrexian's wanton moans and the plaps their hips made against each other when coming into contact repeatedly that picked up speed the longer their coitus carried on. His master's grip tightened on his sides and he was going balls deep every single thrust, the roll of his hips angling the pumping of his dick differently. Of course, every deep thrust was perfect for the feline, as he has been waiting for this moment ever since stripping himself bare for him.

On his end, when the former hunter himself had given him a show, he had been waiting for the moment where he'd fuck him nice and deep on his throne, as he was the only thing in his dreams. His fantasies even that he got off to numerous times until now, where he has him where he wanted him, bent over with his cock sliding faster and deeper in his ass. Just as he liked it.

He didn't even give him time to recover, or even breathe as he fucked him relentlessly now, slamming his hips against the cat and spanking his ass along the way as he listened to him cry out for him not to stop and to make him cum. He wouldn't think to stop, as he was rearing to fill him up already. Not to mention that he would make him cum anyway, as he was hitting his sweet spot continuously, with no end in sight. His servant eventually reaches his orgasm after he gives his tail a good yank when slamming inside him, ripping a yowl out of him, followed by his cum splashing on the seat of his throne in huge splashes.

"AaAaAAAah~!" Avocato cries out during the ordeal, the shock of his sudden orgasm coursing through his rocking body at the hands of his master who dicked him down, tongue dripping saliva as the pounding went on still. It was the greatest feeling ever, to be fucked while riding out your orgasm, it brought a new sense of high to his system he didn't know was possible. And as it died down later, his ears were filled with the ruler's husky growls and grunts, and the slaps of his balls against him, his rolling hips losing speed yet the force of them remained.

"Your, hah, reward...is...al...most...here!" Nacho grunted, the smooth walls of the Ventrexian's walls taking a toll on him and bringing him close to the end, with his shameless moans boosting him. "Take it...take it all!"

"YES!!!" Avocato cried after him, taking only a few hard thrusts in his tender rear before the king stilled balls-deep, groaning gutturally and letting go, cumming buckets inside of his servant.

He grits his teeth, holding his kitty bitch still as he flooded his insides with his lust, and leaned in to latch onto his shoulder, growling passionately as he gasped in a high-pitched tone of voice, overcome with so much bliss, it had his eyes rolling up into his skull. The fangs digging into his shoulder pop out one by one, followed by 

"Fuck...MMH!" Nacho swore, pulling out, before grunting as he slams back inside, shooting additional shots of cum inside the shivering Ventrexian who took it with a low purr, now completely satisfied. "Haaa..." He pulls out seconds later, stroking his sperm-slicked length and painting his back down to his reddened cheeks with a few more shots before bending down to slap one cheek. This man was just too much for him. He gave him more of his spunk than he did for his subjects and mate.

Truly a remarkable specimen. He wanted much more out of him. So much more. To learn his people's culture, their biology, and even their sex appeal, before perhaps moving a few of his men over to repopulate, if he wanted.

As he steps back and the Ventrexian slides off, he looks over and sees the mess he left behind, and scoffs. It seems he wasn't done serving him yet.

"Not so fast, Avocato," He said with authority in his slightly wavering tone as he grabs him by the scruff of his neck before he could straighten himself on his knees. He meowed in surprise, still weary from being shafted into submission before his eyes dart to the mess on the throne and widen before kidding halfway.

"O-oh, sorry," He began before the king interrupted.

"Don't bother apologizing, I'm not mad by any means, but I require you to do one last thing." He lifted him back on the throne to where he was up close and personal with his own puddle of cum.

"W-which is?"

The ruler grinned, chuckling. "Clean it up. Do a good job and I may fuck you twice." He lets his servant go to do as he asked, nodding when the feline was rapidly, but sloppily, licking up his own mess, arousing him again.

Such a beautiful and insatiable creature. He just couldn't get enough of him, no matter what he did.