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But when a surprising development throws a wrench in his plans, can the effeminate panda make things work out for the better?



Well, here we are. My first story.

I hope this shows off my kinks and interests very well (BDSM, dominant futa/herms and submissive feminine males, and wholesome love). ", "writing": "The time was 7:10 PM. Lisa would be coming home at any moment. It was time to make the final preparations. \n\n``Okay'', Charlie sighed while eyeing a pot of freshly boiled noodles and a pan of meatballs and tomato sauce, ``Spaghetti and meatballs, check''. Next, the panda fumbled with matches, lighting some candles on the dining room table. ``Candle-lit dinner table, check.'' Then, he thumbed through the stack of DVD cases on the coffee table in the living room. ``A bunch of our favorite movies, check.'' Lastly, he rushed back to the bedroom in his high heels. He took a quick look in the mirror at his makeup table to make sure he was looking good. And, boy, he sure was. He donned a pink cocktail dress that exposed his shoulders and reached down to his knees. It fit nicely on his small frame, highlighting his thin upper body and wide hips. To top off his look, he had worn some gold hoop earrings, along with mascara and pink lipstick. ``Just about perfect'', Charlie proudly thought. He then eyed the bed to make sure his wrapped gift was there, ready for opening. ``This is going to be the best wedding anniversary ever.'' \n\nThe feminine panda could hardly believe it's been two years since he had married his fabulous Bengal tiger wife, Lisa. To an outsider, the pairing might have seemed strange. Charlie was a frail panda and rather short for his age, while Lisa was a large tiger who was far more domineering than the average lady. The black and white bear was more in touch with his feminine side, while the towering cat was by far more masculine. But they loved and cared for each other, well before and long after their marriage. And Charlie was determined to prove that love tonight. \n\nFor the occasion, Charlie had pulled no punches. He had planned out the whole evening. Step one, they wine and dine, talking about their relationship and recalling funny stories over Lisa's favorite meal. Step two, they unwind over their favorite movies, occasionally touching each other as a sort of foreplay. Step three, they exchange their gifts - Charlie was especially excited about seeing Lisa's reaction to his gift for her. That would transition smoothly into step four, passionate sex for the rest of the night. If they had the energy, they'd wash up in the shower so they could sleep without being all sweaty. \n\nWith everything ready, all that was left was to wait for Lisa. The tiger wore the pants in the relationship (literally and figurately), and so she was the breadwinner, while Charlie was the stay-at-home husband. Lisa was a white-collar employee for a financial company, and she worked long hours, from 8 AM to 7 PM. The drive from work to home took about 15 minutes, so Lisa would be coming home shortly. \n\n``Maybe,'' Charlie wondered, ``I'll tease her a little as she walks in, to set the mood for tonight.'' With that thought, Charlie leaned his body against the wall, with one hand behind his back and the other hand extending his finger to his chin. He hoped this silly attempt at a sensual pose would further arouse Lisa. \n\nA few short minutes later, Charlie's ears perked up upon hearing a car pulling into the driveway. ``Here we go,'' Charlie thought as he wore an ear-to-ear grin on his face. A few seconds later, the front door opened, and what walked in was a hulking tiger in a business suit, slumping over with droopy eyes, stumbling into the house. With this sight, Charlie immediately dropped his smile and all his sensual thoughts, dashing to help up his wife. \n\n``Oh, no! Lisa!'', Charlie cried out. \n\n``It's okay,'' Lisa half-heartedly responded, still hunching over. ``I'm alright.''\n\n``No, you're not, sweetie,'' Charlie retorted as he struggled to raise the feline to her feet. ``You can barely stand up, even with my help. Come on, let's take you to the couch.'' \n\nWith her arm over his shoulders, the miniature panda slowly and steadily guided the larger tiger from the doorway to the living room. A journey that would have normally taken a few seconds lasted a laborious half-minute, a consequence of Lisa being so tired she could hardly walk, putting the brunt of Lisa's heavy body on Charlie's weak strength. And the bear's high heels sure didn't help in supporting that weight. When the massive cat finally reached the couch, she fell on it with a loud thud. Both spouses were exhausted and panting heavily. \n\n``I'll be right back,'' Charlie said as he limped towards the kitchen, his legs aching from carrying the heavy tiger in heels. He quickly put together two glasses of ice water, one for himself and another for his weary wife. Limping back, he handed Lisa her glass and took a swig from his own. ``Now, can you explain to me what happened?'' \n\nLisa remained quiet for a few seconds, sitting back on the couch cushions. She took a long gulp of her cool beverage, and finally spoke in a weary voice. ``My coordinator gave me a lot more paperwork to deal with than normal. Files to organize, forms to fill out, etcetera. And worse still, she told me I had to finish all of that by the end of the day. So, I was in a mad rush to do it all. I didn't stop to take any breaks. I didn't even eat lunch. And... here we are.'' \n\nCharlie was petrified. ``How could they do that to you?! You already work long hours!'' \n\n``Welcome to the real world,'' Lisa replied with still droopy eyes, ``where many people don't give a shit about you.'' She took another big gulp, finishing her drink, leaving only ice. ``Which brings us to the real bad news: I am barely even staying awake, so I am not able to celebrate our anniversary.'' \n\n``Wha-Oh, right.'' The panda had been so worried about his feline partner that he had almost forgotten about their special day. ``Don't worry about that. We need to take care of you.'' \n\n``But that's not fair to you.'' For the first time since she got home, Lisa opened her eyes to look into Charlie's eyes. ``You have been excited about this for weeks. And look at what you put together,'' gesturing to the panda's handiwork in the dining room. ``You put your heart and soul into making our anniversary wonderful, but now we can't enjoy that.'' \n\n``It's just a day, sweetheart. We can always have fun any day,'' Charlie reassured Lisa. Sure, Charlie was a bit sad that all the thought and work he put into the evening was for naught. But his priority now was his wife's wellbeing. ``For example, tomorrow is Saturday. We have the whole weekend to celebrate.'' \n\n``I guess. But still, I can't help but feel bad.'' Lisa was visibly saddened. Even if it wasn't her fault that her workday went down as it did, she wished her husband wasn't negatively affected in the process. ``Tell you what, just so the day isn't a complete loss, go to the hallway closet and get what's on the top shelf.'' \n\nConfused, the black and white bear did as he was told. And, to his surprise, he found a small box with decorative wrapping. Walking back with the box, he questioned, ``Is this your gift for me?'' \n\nLisa nodded slowly. ``Open it.'' Charlie tore open the paper wrapping, lifted the box lid, and found a gold chain necklace with a diamond-like jewel hanging off it, with a matching set of earrings. He was speechless as memories flooded back to him. \n\n``Is... is this that jewelry we saw in the display case at that trinket shop a month ago?''\n\nLisa nodded again. ``I know how much you like jewelry. And I certainly saw that beaming smile of yours when you laid eyes on that pretty thing.'' \n\n``But we never even entered the shop, much less bought it. When did you...?'' \n\n``I bought it about a week ago,'' Lisa explained. ``I was planning to slip away tonight when your back was turned, get the gift, and surprise you with it. But I don't think I can even stand up now to get it myself. I guess it kinda ruins the `surprise' part when I had you get the present.'' Lisa chuckled softly at this little mishap. \n\nBy now, Charlie's eyes were leaking with joyful tears. ``This... this was expensive...,'' he said as he recalled the jewelry's hefty price tag. ``You... didn't have to...'' \n\n``I don't give a shit about the cost, babe. It was worth every penny if it makes you happy.'' Lisa gave a faint smile, as big as her weariness allowed. ``On the bright side, you can wear those accessories when we celebrate our anniversary another day. In the meantime, I'm gonna sit here until I get a little energy back, and then I'm plopping myself in bed.'' \n\nBut Charlie wasn't satisfied. He was fine with postponing their celebration. But he wasn't comfortable with how exhausted his wife was. If Lisa hadn't taken a lunch break, she must have been starving. And she didn't have the energy to take a shower either, meaning she'll be a sweaty mess when she goes to sleep. If she went to bed now, she wouldn't be very comfortable. ``There's gotta be something I could do to help her feel better,'' the panda pondered. And then he thought of something. \n\nAs Lisa still sat on the couch, Charlie rushed to their bedroom, rummaged through Lisa's drawers, and found a loose t-shirt and shorts. Rushing back, he tossed the tiger these garments. Lisa turned her head towards her husband, noticing him moving with a pep in his step. ``What are you doing?'' \n\nInstead of answering the question, Charlie simply said, ``Take off your work clothes. I'll put them in the laundry bin later.'' \n\n``Okay, but what are yo...'' Lisa couldn't finish asking a second time before Charlie walked right back into the bedroom. With nothing to do, and feeling uncomfortable in her suit anyway, she obliged to his instructions. The easy part was the tie; she just loosened it a little and pulled it off. With her muscles still aching, the tiger could only slowly pull her arms out of her suit jacket sleeves, and then her white dress shirt. It took even longer to slip her legs out of her suit pants. She tossed her sweat-stained clothing aside and sat for a moment, hoping to let the chill air cool her off before putting on the casual clothes her husband provided. Her orange and black-striped fur was all exposed, save for a sports bra and tight-fitting boxers... where a distinct bulge was starting to form. \n\n``Aww, for fuck's sake,'' Lisa thought to herself, looking down at her crotch. ``You're too exhausted to celebrate with your husband, but you still got the energy to get hard?'' Almost disappointed with her body's poor set of priorities, the tiger wondered what got her riled up this time. ``Well, then again, Charlie was looking pretty cute in that pink dress, showing off his little body... and his sweet ass.'' Thinking back on her husband's looks, the bulge grew even larger in her underwear, till her cockhead was peaking up past the waistband. ``Well, well, well. It didn't take you too long to get fully hard, did it?'' Lisa has always had a serious libido; she was easily aroused. And her beautiful, feminine husband was like an instant turn-on machine. ``Speaking of which, what is he doing?'' It had been a few minutes, and the little panda was still in the bedroom, doing what Lisa could only guess. The tiger looked back at her crotch. ``Well, I'm not gonna be able to sleep with YOU,'' talking to her ever-hardening dick. ``And since Charlie is taking his sweet time doing whatever he is doing, I'll guess I'll take the time to rub one out.'' \n\nWith that, Lisa slipped her boxers down to her knees, freeing her penis and accompanying set of balls. Now that it was completely hard, her penis was reaching a length of eight inches and a width of one-and-a-half inches. Tightly gripping with her right hand, she started slowly moving up and down. With each stroke, the tiger hungered for more satiation. ``Aww, fuck yeah,'' Lisa said softly under her breath, as her lustful moans grew louder. With her spare hand, she caressed her balls, eager to get as much pleasure as she could out of her session. Her steady fapping became audibly sloppy, as warm precum leaked down the shaft, being rubbed all over by her hand with every tug. The white spunk made the tiger's rock-hard dick easier to pump, leading to faster strokes. She felt her hand burning from her cock's warmth. Her sensual moans became harder to hide, becoming louder with every stroke. ``Just a little more,'' the tiger thought as she tugged even harder, mentally preparing herself for the climax. \n\n``Aww, you started without me?'', spoke a sensual voice. Lisa was caught by surprise, thrown out of her sex-fueled euphoria. She spun her head around in search of the speaker. It was none other than her husband, Charlie, who was now dressed as a maid. His black dress and white apron matched the panda's fur color. This dress covered up his shoulders, but the skirt part of the attire was so short, Lisa could just barely make out the pure white panties he was wearing underneath. Looking further down brought her attention to his long white stockings and black maid shoes with heels shorter than what he wore beforehand. If the pink cocktail dress got the tiger excited, then the maid outfit made her cock even stiffer, making it twitch approvingly. ``Oh, it looks like the kitty sees something it likes,'' the panda continued to tease. \n\nPulling her underwear back up, Lisa tried to hide her embarrassment by putting on a confident tone and straight face. ``We-Well, it's hard not to be attracted to a fine little panda bear like yourself. What inspired you to put that on?'' The couple had bought this cute outfit a few months back, occasionally using it for roleplaying. And now Lisa wondered why Charlie chose to put it on now in all instances. \n\nCharlie walked forward, his maid shoes clicking against the floor with every step. He sat by the large feline on the couch, and his voice went soft. ``I planned this evening to show my love and appreciation to you. And you WILL get that love and appreciation, one way or another. Since you are so tired, I figured I could take care of all your needs and help you relax. You will not need to move another muscle for the rest of the night.'' \n\nLisa was flabbergasted, and just as equally touched. Charlie was so insistent on helping her. And she was going to make full use of this opportunity. ``Well, then.'' The tiger's previously shaky voice was now completely authoritative, and a sly grin marked her once exhausted and pleasured grimace. ``You can start by telling who I am.'' \n\nLisa's shift in tone signaled exactly what answer she expected out of him. ``You are my mistress,'' Charlie said shyly. \n\n``And who are you?'' \n\nCharlie gulped, ``I'm Ch- Carly, mistress.'' \n\nThe tiger gave a small chuckle, satisfied with her husband so quickly getting into character. ``That's right. You are Carly, my submissive femboy pet. And you are going to please me.'' \n\nThe panda, now Carly, was growing red in the face, ever so nervous about playing the sub role, despite how many times he (or rather `she' now) had done so. \n\n``Now,'' Lisa continued, ``since YOU chose to put on that getup and planned to serve me, I suppose you already have an idea on how to... how did you put it? `Take care of all my needs'?'' \n\nThe sub panda immediately answered, albeit in a wavering voice. ``Um... well... I'd feed you some dinner while you watch TV, we wash up in the bath, and then we go to sleep.'' It was mostly identical to the original plan, save for the couple talking about their relationship and having sex. As much as Carly wanted to have sex with Lisa and converse with her on an emotional level, the panda didn't want to over exhaust her dom. Tonight was all about helping her relax. \n\n``Is that all?,'' the authoritative tiger asked. This had the intended effect of shocking the panda maid. She gave no verbal response, but her facial expressions showed off a feeling of guilt, a fear that her plan was lackluster. In actuality, Lisa was quite satisfied with Carly's idea. But, playing the dominatrix now, couldn't help but make her sub feel lowly. ``Oh, never mind,'' giving an exaggerated sigh for effect. ``I suppose that will do. Alright then, get started, pet''. \n\nWithout missing a beat, Carly went to work. First, the feminine maid took a DVD case off the coffee table at random - one of Charlie's favorite romcoms - and set it to play on the TV, giving her mistress entertainment as she went to prepare her food. On her way to the kitchen, the maid remembered to blow out the candles at the dining room table. ``We won't be needing those if Lis- Mistress is sitting at the couch.'' Next, the panda put together her mistress' meal: a bowl full of spaghetti and meatballs topped with parmesan cheese, and a wineglass with some red wine Charlie bought earlier for the occasion, all set on a serving tray. The maid carried this tray to the living room, and presented it to her owner. \n\n``Ooh, my favorite,'' the tiger cooed satisfactorily, taking her eyes off the TV to look at the food. ``Smells great, Carly.'' \n\n``It'll taste great, too,'' Carly added as she set the tray down on the coffee table. ``I experimented with several ingredients, like olive oil, butter, and dried herbs and spices. It might be one of the best dinners I have ever made.'' The panda twisted the fork in the bowl, acquiring a few noodle strands stained red with tomato sauce. ``Say `ahh'.'' \n\nThe tiger looked at the maid with raised eyebrows, as if she were amused but also vexed by the childish gesture. She did, however, open her mouth wide for her food. \n\nCarly raised the fork into her mistress' maw, and pulled back as the tiger bit down. Her mistress chewed happily and gulped. \n\n``Hmm, that is good.'' Raising her finger to the panda's chin, the tiger looked her pet in the eye. ``You did a very good job, maid.'' \n\nThe maid blushed with a big smile, flustered with her mistress' compliment and satisfied with her good cooking. \n\n``Though, if I am going to be honest,'' the tiger continued, ``it's a little lukewarm.'' \n\nCarly's smile washed away, wondering if this was another one of her mistress' attempts at putting her down as the sub, or a legitimate critique of her cooking. A quick analysis of the bowl proved it to be the latter, as it was not the piping hot meal that the panda had left it as. ``Oh. Well, we did delay dinner for a while, what with carrying you in the home, settling you in, and then me putting on the maid outfit.'' \n\n``Did I ask for excuses, Carly?,'' the large feline spoke suddenly with a cold and stern tone. \n\n``Okay, this is DEFINITELY Lisa playing it up as the dom role,'' Carly thought to herself. God forbid she say that out loud. Instead, playing up to her dom's satisfaction, she simply said in a docile tone, ``I'm sorry, mistress.'' \n\nThe dominatrix kept eying the maid sternly, but was seemingly satisfied with the apology, judging by the fact that she moved on from the subject. ``You know, you didn't HAVE to put on that maid outfit. You could have helped me out as Charlie just fine. I mean, I get that you are trying to help me relax because you love me and all. But why wear the maid getup specifically?'' \n\nCarly thought for a moment, pondering over how to properly explain himself. ``Well, for one, if I was going to be serving you, it just made sense to wear an outfit that fit the part. Secondly, I know you really like seeing me in these feminine clothes, all the better for your satisfaction.'' \n\nThe tiger's stern look gave way to a soft, pleased gaze. ``Well, you sure know how to please your mistress.'' Gesturing to the bowl, she signaled to the panda to continue feeding her, as she shifted her gaze back to the TV. \n\nAs she provided another mouthful of noodles, Carly became conscious of the fact that her mistress was still in her underwear, with her cock bulging beneath her boxers. ``By the way, why haven't you gotten dressed yet? I gave you a t-shirt and shorts earlier,'' pointing to said clothes on the far side of the couch. \n\nOnce again, Lisa spoke in her domineering voice again, asserting her authority. ``Well, I was going to, but then I got hard and tried to relieve myself first... during which I was rudely interrupted by a certain maid.'' Carly recalled back when she surprised her mistress' during her masturbation session earlier. ``Also,'' the tiger continued, ``as much as I want to dominate you, I'm still a little too tired to go all the way. So, being out in my underwear is the closest I am getting to being in my BDSM garb tonight.'' \n\nWith those words, the panda's mind flooded with images of the domineering tiger in her leather gear, shivering in anxiety. ``Man, guess I dodged a bullet with that one,'' Carly thought in relief. ``As fun as it can be doing the whole dom-sub routine, it can be pretty overwhelming.'' \n\n``That reminds me...'' Lisa's authoritative voice snapped the maid out of her trance. I'm thirsty. It's time for the wine.'' \n\nAs the panda turned to get the wine glass, she felt a sudden grasp at her backside, prompting a high-pitched yelp. She turned to find a tiger's paw gripping her butt. \n\n``On second thought,'' said the panda's sly mistress, ``point your girly ass towards me, and face forward''. Carly placed both palms on the coffee table for support, angled her bottom right in front of her mistress, and mentally braced herself for whatever the tiger had in mind. \n\nLisa lifted up the black skirt, squeezing and rubbing the panda's ass with her large hands. Every knead of her palms sent the furry cheeks jiggling, eliciting another high-pitched pleasured moan from the femboy maid. Occasionally, she reached up to the panda's petite round tail and gave it a firm pinch as well, triggering an even higher-pitched cry. Seeing Carly melting in submission got the dom's dick hardening all over again. \n\n``My, my. In addition to great spaghetti, you've made such great dessert too. So squishy yet tender. What is this called?'' The panda could only reply in moans, too stimulated to voice anything else. ``Ooh. Would this go great with wine?'' The feminine sub, again, responded only with a pleasured cry. ``Silent treatment, huh? I'll have to punish you for that later. For now, only one way to find out.'' Lisa lifted one hand off the panda's butt, using it to reach for the wine glass for a drink. But she kept up the teasing with the other hand, never letting up on the pleasure. \n\n Carly, meanwhile, was washed over with a mixture of pleasure and embarrassment, an awkward but overwhelming bliss that gave her a stiffy. Desperate to keep her mind from going under, look around at anything she could as a distraction. She eventually eyed the television, still playing the romcom that she put on earlier. How ironic. Carly had turned this movie on as entertainment for her mistress. But Lisa was instead fondling the femboy's ass for entertainment, leaving the film as Carly's own salvation from losing her mind to the pleasure. ``Okay,'' the panda thought as he tried to process the events of the movie to phase out the overwhelming sensations, ``the protagonist is-AHH-bringing some flowers to the love interest's home... she answers the door... he cracks some corny joke...'' Carly's moans calmed, and her dick softened. ``The love interest invites the protagonist into her home... they are talking some more... they are leaning in for a kiss... and then...'' \n\nSMACK! ``AHH!'' A jolt of pain struck the panda's ass and climb up her spine, bringing her back to reality. Before Carly could process what happened, the TV turned off, and her mistress' furious voice rang in her ears. \n\n``You naughty little bitch.'' The tiger growled, one paw clutching the remote and the other giving the femboy's ass another slap, evoking another scream. ``You said yourself that you'd take care of my needs tonight as my maid. Hell, you ought to be doing that as my sub anyway. And what do you do? You watch the TV instead of focusing on my fondling.'' The dom came down with a third, harder smack, leaving an especially stinging sensation on a now reddened bottom. \n\n``I'm sorry, mistress!,'' the panda cried, now holding back both her moans and her tears. \n\n``Nope. That won't do at all, Carly. You've been misbehaving all night. First, you interrupt my masturbating. Next, you gave me a lukewarm meal. Then, you spoke out of turn. And now you are letting your mind wander, as if you don't care for pleasing your mistress.'' \n\n``I'm sorry, mistress,'' the panda pleaded again. ``I do care about pleasuring you. Please, allow me to make it up to you.'' \n\nThe tiger went ghost-silent and as still as a stone, not saying another reprimanding word or moving her hands for another ass slap. As if she were thinking carefully of her next course of action. Carly could only stay still, with her hands practically glued to the table, her rear exposed, and her lips sealed; any other move or word risked angering her mistress even further. After what felt like a minute of shock - but was in actuality a short fifteen seconds - Lisa made her move. \n\nWithout a word, the tiger lifted the panda over her shoulders and marched towards the bedroom, leaving behind the mess of clothes and half-eaten dinner in the living room and leftovers in the kitchen. ``Oh, god. She is carrying me like it's nothing,'' the panda thought. ``Barely half an hour ago, she could hardly stand up on her legs. Where did she get this energy from?!'' \n\nBefore he could take that thought far, the naughty maid was startled at the sound of a bedroom door being kicked open. Just a split second later, Carly felt herself being lifted higher in the air before quickly dropping back down, landing on a soft mattress. The first thing that caught the panda's attention were two fiery eyes staring down at him. \n\n``You want to prove your loyalty, bitch? You want to prove that you do care about pleasing me? Well, how about I tell you MY plan for the rest of the evening? First, you are gonna get punished, be reminded of your place. After that, you ...'' The displeasure dominatrix looked to the side, shifting her attention. Carly followed her mistress' eyes to find what distracted her. It was a gift-wrapped box... which Charlie had laid on the bed just before Lisa got home! ``Oh, no,'' Carly internally lamented, eyeing the box with worry. ``I was hoping to show Lisa that when she was in a happier mood. But then I forgot to put it away in all the commotion. If she sees that as passionately angry as she is, what is she going to do?'' \n\nThe tiger caught the panda's worried look. Seeing her pet in such distress piqued her curiosity, making her wonder what could be in the box that had Carly so concerned. Without hesitation, dom reached for the present, ripped off the wrapping paper with her claws, opened up the box, and dumped the contents on the bed. Out came red lace panties, a red thin bra, a pair of handcuffs, and a small key. \n\nLisa was bewildered. None of these items were familiar to her; in the many years she bought toys and underwear for her pet, she acquired nothing like what she was seeing now. They shouldn't be here, unless... The tiger looked back to the submissive panda, still laying on the bed in silence and anticipation. ``Is this your gift for me?'' \n\nHaving been spoken to, Carly felt comfortable enough to speak again, albeit in a coy voice. ``You occasionally mentioned that you wanted to try bondage. But we never got around to it because I wasn't ready. Recently, I became more curious and comfortable with the idea. And I thought that if there was any good time to tell you, it'd be tonight.'' \n\nThis answer stunned Lisa even more. She didn't speak for her a minute straight, simply looking back and forth between Carly and the gift's contents, as if she were trying to make sure what she was seeing and hearing were real. Over time, her angry grimace faded away. And the panda could have sworn she saw a teardrop running down the tiger's cheek. \n\n``Put on the lingerie,'' the dom finally spoke, as she turned her head to conceal her face. \n\nAlthough perplexed by her mistress' behavior, wondering exactly what gave her pause, Carly didn't spend a second to obey. She pulled off her maid dress, stepped out of her maid shoes, and slipped off her white undergarments. Having been so focused on undressing herself, the naked panda only then noticed that the tiger was likewise discarding her bra and boxers. \n\n``Well, go on, girl,'' the tiger spoke, reminding the panda of her orders. \n\nCarly sprung back into action, slipping into the all too thin and all too revealing red lingerie. The nipple covers on the bra were just large enough to cover her small furry nipples and nothing else. The lace panties, on the other hand, enveloped all of her crotch and rear. But it was transparent, exposing her stiffy and butt end for all to see. Her getup covered so little that she might as well have been naked. But that was just the image Charlie had been going for when he bought the gift: a mix between the appeal of sexy underwear and the allure of a naked femboy. And the underwear's soft and comfy grip on the panda's body made it nice to wear. \n\nNow that she was ready, Carly turned her attention back to her dom, who - to the pet's surprise - was decked out in long sleeve gloves and long boots reaching up to her knees, both in black-as-night leather covering her otherwise naked body. Her typical BDSM attire. Seeing Lisa in her sexy, dominant appearance sent Carly shivering in excitement and dread. \n\nSeeing the panda all dressed up - or rather, dressed down - Lisa curled her index finger towards herself, gesturing Carly to come. The tiger was wasting no time in getting started. The sub stepped forward slowly; her caution and her still stinging ass from her previous spanking made it hard to walk. The panda stopped right in front of the leathered dominatrix, not quite physically touching her but close enough to feel heavy breathing on her forehead. Carly raised her head, looking into her mistress' piercing yellow eyes, awaiting further instruction. \n\nLisa was slower with her instructions this time, taking a moment to appreciate her pet, who stood just under a foot shorter than her. A thin body with black and white fur, an otherwise perfect coloration interrupted by the thin red lingerie and her blushing cheeks. Looking into her eyes, she found two blue pretty spheres staring right back. The dominator waited a while longer to keep her pet on edge, leaving her painfully waiting for what she'd order her to do next. \n\nFinally, the tiger made a single gesture; extending her finger towards the ground, signaling the panda to get on her knees. Doing as she was told, Carly was now at eye level with her exposed, rock-hard cock. \n\n``First, you're going to finish the job you interrupted,'' her dom ordered. \n\nCarly nodded in understanding and got to work. Since her mistress's lengthy shaft already so hard, there was no need for foreplay. She started with the tip, pressing her tongue against the foreskin-covered cockhead. A few flicks of the tongue peeled the foreskin away, getting the tip to start leaking and its owner to softly moan in delight. \n\nCarly moved on to fitting the rest of the warm shaft inside her mouth. She firmly grasped her mistress' hips, which would allow her to move her head back and forth. It took a few attempts to move the cockhead past her lips. But once she did, it slid right in like a sword in a scabbard. When she took it to the base, pressing her lips against the tiger's body, it sent the dominatrix growling in pleasure. \n\n``AGH! Good girl. You got it all the way in.'' Being unable to respond, Carly just pulled back her head slowly, all the way until the tip was at her lips again, and thrust her head forward back to the base. Every repeat of this process elicited an even louder tiger growl. The tiger lowered her gloved paws to her hips, gripping the panda's hands and locking them in place. \n\nWith every push forward, Carly could feel the tiger's burgeoning rod pressing against the back of her throat. And with every pull back, she could feel that same rod spewing more salty pre on her tongue for her to taste. She gently grunted, sometimes struggling to comfortably fit the large shaft in her mouth. But these sounds were deafened by her sloppy sucking and the tiger's growling moans. To keep up the pace without falling unconscious, the panda had been breathing through her nose. But that had exposed her to her mistress' sweaty musk. It filled her nostrils and spilled into her head, making her go blank with all but one thought: `suck that cock'. All the while, Carly's own unattended cock was getting as large as it could, stopping short of four inches. The pleasure from swallowing her mistress' larger member was enough to get her hard, but it was not stimulating enough to reach a climax, leaving her yearning for relief. \n\nThe panda and her tiger overlord were both so lost in bliss they didn't even know how long it lasted. It could have been a few minutes, or upwards of half an hour. But when it finally did end, it ended without warning. Carly had only come to when her throat was suddenly flooded with fat ropes of warm cum, drowning out her shocked screams. It was too much to drink at once, and she had to pull out before losing her breath. In doing so, the one-eyed snake spat its white fluids all over the panda's face, marking her with bitter milk. With a satisfied grin and an exhausted sigh, Lisa released her grip on Carly's hands, and both sets of arms wearily fell. The dom's cock similarly drooped down as it softened, while the sub's own remained upright, unrelieved. After swallowing what cum she did manage to fit in her mouth, Carly raised her arms in an effort to clean herself with her hands. \n\n``Ah-ah-ah.'' The tiger said, heavily breathing with satisfaction. She extended her finger upwards, a nonverbal order to stand back up. Carly stood up in a steady fashion, being short of breath and because her knees were tired from resting on them for who knows how long. Just as soon as the panda got face to face with her mistress again, the tiger grabbed her by the back of the head and pulled her in, licking all the cum off her face. When the dominatrix finished, she moved in for a kiss. The feline's tongue dominated the panda's mouth, pushing around the latter's feeble tongue every which way, and lapping up any remaining bits of cum the sub hadn't drunk yet. Their tongue wrestling lasted another minute before Lisa pulled out, leaving Carly short of breath again. As the sub slowly breathed, the dom cupped her face with both hands, faintly smiling with a soft gaze. Carly wasn't sure what it was - whether it was her mistress's gentle leathery touch or her gentle look - but this got the femboy feeling happy and peaceful, despite the nerve-wracking domination. \n\n``Now,'' Lisa said quietly, ``let's move on to dessert.'' The tiger steadily spun around the panda and bent her over the bed. With her rear once again exposed to her dom, Carly felt the lace panties being pulled down her legs, followed by two firm hands pulling her black and white ass cheeks apart. ``This looks so tasty. I didn't get to enjoy this earlier. But I sure will now.'' With those words, Carly next felt a wet, rough tongue wiggling against her back entrance. Every flick of the tongue sent her shaking with bliss. ``This is really good. But it could use a little cream.'' \n\n``Cream?,'' the panda questioned ``I get that `dessert' is a euphemism for my butt. What does she mean by `cream?'' As if to answer his question, Carly heard the all too familiar sound of the lube bottle cap snapping open, and the glug-glug sound of it emptying. The flushed panda winced as two fingers dripping with lube pressed into her anal hole. Carly continued to moan as these fingers rubbed up and down her orifice. \n\n``Just as I thought,'' the tiger said playfully over the panda's moans. ``Adding a cream filling to this is really bringing it all together.'' The pleasure was becoming too much. Carly was losing her mind. She needed something to distract her from the anal play. Fortunately, laying on the bed, she had a whole blanket to grip tightly, though diverting her attention to it only provided mild relief... that is, until the fingers had pulled out. When the panda noticed this end to the arousing movement, she lifted her head and turned to see what her mistress had been doing. \n\n``What is it?,'' Carly questioned. ``Is something wrong?'' \n\n``As a matter of fact, there is,'' the tiger responded authoritatively. ``My cute little sub is trying to distract himself from my erotic play again.'' \n\n``Oh... Umm...,'' the panda nervously stuttered, desperately trying to think of a defense, or at least an apology that might get him out of more trouble. ``I'm sorry, mistress. You do such a good job at playing with my butt that it overwhelms me. I get scared of losing my mind. Please don't punish me.'' In her mind, Carly thought to herself. ``Aww, what the hell? Of course, I'm in trouble. She hadn't finished punishing me the first time I did this. And now I do it again? There is no way she is letting...'' \n\n``Don't worry. I won't be punishing you.'' The tiger's reply interrupted the panda's train of thought. \n\n``You... won't?,'' Carly questioned. ``But aren't you upset? And you still haven't finished punishing me for the first time.'' \n\n``I've decided that spanking and reprimanding you in the living room was enough punishment,'' the dom explained. ``And that blowjob of yours, and especially with your gift, proved how committed you are pleasuring me. Now is the time for rewarding you. Because good girls like you deserve the best rewards.'' \n\nCarly could hardly believe what she was hearing. ``Where did this massive shift in attitude come from?,'' the panda wondered. ``She was in the process of chastising me and planned to do more. Did my gift really leave an impression on her?'' \n\n``That being said,'' the tiger continued, ``I cannot properly reward you if you won't fully enter subspace. And besides,'' pausing to reach for the handcuffs still laying on the bed, ``we almost forgot about your gift.'' \n\nCarly froze in dread and excited anticipation. ``Oh boy. We are actually doing this.'' The panda tried to relax her arms as the tiger pulled them to her back, held her wrists together, and locked them up. \n\n``Oh yes,'' Lisa purred sensually. ``You are looking so vulnerable and helpless now. Completely at my mercy, with no way to fight back.'' The panda jittered, her arms especially struggling against their bindings. ``Well, now that you are bound and your ass is lubed up, we are ready for the main event.'' \n\nCarly felt two tight hands holding her by her sides and rolling her over to her back. This new position let her see her dom's lustful smile, taking her place at the bedside, her cock poking at her sub's hole, and her arms holding her sub's legs to the side for easier access. The panda's heart pounded fiercely, both out of fear and excitement of this new experience. \n\n``Just breathe, babe,'' Lisa said. \n\nAs she was instructed, the panda breathed as deeply as she could. But the shock of feeling her mistress' hard rod deeply penetrating her hole left her gasping silently. \n\nSensing her sub's distress, Lisa paused for a moment after reaching the base, as to let Carly adjust to the feeling of her cock in her ass. ``You'll be okay,'' the tiger reassured. The panda nodded silently, and as her breathing steadied, the dom took this as her cue to continue. \n\nThe tiger had pulled back her girthy cock to the halfway point, leaving inside her twitching cockhead and a few inches. As quickly as she pulled out, she plunged herself back in. With every thrust, Carly felt that burning rod rubbing against her inner walls, sending her squirming. And with every thrust, the panda's stiffy shook about frantically from the shaking and thrusting, still getting no attention. But unlike giving a blowjob, the anal play was far more stimulating, and would push the sub to the breaking point in no time. \n\nOut of instinct, the panda tried moving her arms to grip something for relief, something to focus grabbing on to alleviate the pleasure. But her new bindings put a stop to every attempt. There was nothing to distract Carly from the reality of the situation; no TV to watch, no blankets to grip, nothing to save her from the overwhelming sensation. \n\n``Are you enjoying this, you butt slut?,'' the tiger growled, as the panda's moans filled the air. ``Oh, I know you are. And I'm sure you'll love this.'' Without slowing her thrusting or loosening her grip on the panda's legs, Lisa had leaned down till her lips met Carly's bra-covered nipples. The tiger's tongue was at work again, flicking to send more vibrations surging throughout the panda's body. After a few licks, Carly felt an even sharper pain at her chest. Looking towards there, she found her dom was gently biting down on the bra, pinching on the panda's nipple with her teeth in the process. Though Lisa had been careful to not actually hurt the panda, these bites sent Carly screaming even more. Until finally the tiger managed to hold just the brassiere with her teeth, ripping it off the femboy's chest, leaving it fully exposed to more licking. \n\n``You-AHH-broke the bra!,'' Carly had noted. \n\n``It's better than your nipple,'' Lisa countered. ``Besides, it's just a bra. The real prize is here.'' The tiger returned to teasing her pet's nipples, bathing them in her hot breath and saliva. \n\nThroughout all of Lisa's ferocious thrusting and nipple play, Carly simply laid on the bed immobile, desperately trying to keep up with the pace. Unlike when she had been blowing the tiger earlier, she wouldn't be moving at all this time. Her mistress would do all the work, and all the panda could do was take it. \n\n``How...?,'' Carly muttered between her moans. ``How do you have so much energy...?'' \n\nThe feline dominatrix gave an amused grin to this question, taking a moment to reply, as if she was trying to figure out the answer herself. ``From what I can figure, you did more than help me relax. You turned me on so much that you gave me a sort of second wind. My arousal was driving me crazy, pushing me to go further; first degrading you a little, then touching you up, then spanking you, then getting you to suck me off, but nothing worked. Only putting you completely under my thumb with my dick in your ass could satisfy me.'' \n\nCarly could only moan in response, as Lisa's teasing was getting to her head. \n\n``But it's not all bad, right?,'' the tiger questioned. ``My big girth filling you up, making you a submissive mess?'' \n\nAfter a short pause for moaning, the panda finally responded at the top of her lungs. ``YES! I FEEL WONDERFUL, MISTRESS!'' The continued physical arousal coupled with the dom's relentless teasing finally had their toll. All reservations had gone away. \n\n``That's right. And do you know why?'' \n\n ``BECAUSE I BELONG TO YOU! I AM YOUR LITTLE FEMBOY HUSBAND, AND YOU OWN ME! YOU PUT ME IN SUBSPACE SO WELL! AND YOU TREAT ME KINDLY OUTSIDE THE BEDROOM TOO! EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU SATISFIES ME!'' \n\n``No. Not only can I satisfy you. Only I can satisfy you,'' the tiger asserted. ``The teasing. The domination. The fucking. No one can pleasure you like I can. I got you addicted to me. Do I have that right?'' \n\nCarly had become too horny to suggest otherwise. ``NGH! YOU-AHH-YOU'RE RIGHT MISTRESS! I DO NEED YOU! I CANNOT LIVE WITHOUT YOU!'' \n\nLisa had been visually touched by this bold answer. ``I'm glad to hear that. Because to be frank, I don't think I could live without you either. You do-NGH-so much for me. And not just cooking and cleaning and looking after the house while I work... though I do appreciate that. But your love and commitment toward me is-HAA-unlike anyone has ever done for me!'' As the tiger continued, Carly could make out the tears running down the dom's face, and her voice losing its confident, assertive tone. ``You've always tried so hard to love me, and help me be happy. All those years ago, when I first revealed to you that I was a futanari, you didn't reject me or shy away. You were shocked, of course, but you still loved me back. UHH! And as if that wasn't enough, you-HAA-so willingly submitted to me ever since, playing along with my fantasies of you being my feminine pet. Even tonight, you had such a wonderful elaborate plan on how to celebrate our anniversary. But you were ready to put aside all of that to help me recover from my exhaustion. And you were ready to try bondage because I wanted to. You have always done so much for me! I couldn't ask for anything better! I-AHH-can't even bring myself to imagine what my life would be like without you! Please, let's stay together forever! I NEED YOU, CHARLIE!'' Toward the end, Lisa had likewise lost herself in the pleasure. Totally losing her domineering appearance, she had become open about her feelings and so emotional in her voice, moaning erotically in high pitches matching the panda's moans. \n\n``Yes, mistress,'' the panda replied. ``Let's be together for the rest of our lives! And love and care for each other every step of the way!'' \n\nThe couple sealed their promise with a kiss, and went right back to their symphony of horny moans and sloppy fucking. Pleasure continued washing over them, though for how long was lost on the horny couple; so emersed in their embrace, they totally lost track of time. \n\n``I'm about to cum mistress! I'm gonna cum!'' Carly cried, eventually reaching her limit. \n\n``Go for it, babe,'' Lisa replied. ``You deserve it for being such a good femboy. In fact, ... I ORDER you to cum!'' The combination of the deep thrusting, being called a `good femboy', and her innate desire to obey her mistress' commands sent a long streak of cum rocketing out of her pecker, splattering all over her chest and face, finally giving her a much-coveted release. At the same time, she felt a warm flood filling her ass as the tiger growled in ecstasy. \n\nShortly after, Lisa pulled her cock out of the panda. Her once rock-hard dick hung flaccidly, as a river of cum poured out of the Cary's gaping, freshly bred hole. Cum similarly continued spilling out Carly's shrinking and shivering cock, though at a much slower trickle than before, like a faucet whose handle was left slightly loose. Her cum either collected in her fur or went running off her body and unto the bed, staining the sheets. All in all, it was a wet, sticky, and erotically smelly mess. \n\nAs Carly lay too numb to move, she felt two large paws pulling her on her side, then reaching down her back to unlock the handcuffs. With her newly freed and frail arms, she managed to push herself onto her back again for a more comfortable resting position. Turning to see her mistress, she saw the tiger slipping off her leather gloves and leather boots, tossing them - along with the handcuffs - in their closet. \n\n``I'll be right back,'' Lisa said softly, walking out of Carly's sight. The whole session left her dazed. She didn't have the slightest idea where her dom went off to, what she was doing, or for how long. When the naked tiger finally hovered over the panda again, it was with a glass of ice water in one hand and some dry towels in the other. ``Here, drink this,'' she said as she handed the tuckered-out sub the beverage. \n\nThe panda sat up and reached for the glass. Her arms shook as she attempted to grip the cup and not drop it, nearly expending all of what little energy she had left. ``Thank you, mistress,'' the panda said coyly. \n\nThe tiger gave an amused giggle as she took a seat on the bed. ``Come on, Charlie. When sex is over, we go back to using our actual names. Or did I fuck you so hard, I thrusted that memory out of your head?'' \n\nCharlie likewise chuckled, both at his forgetfulness and his wife's crude joke. ``Well, you say that as a joke,'' he said between heavy breaths. ``But when I get overwhelmed as I did tonight, I struggle to think coherently... or remember things clearly in this case.'' The panda paused to take a sip. Refreshed, he continued ``Besides, with how quickly you can transition between being ordinary and domineering, it's sometimes hard to tell when to make the switch between being `Charlie' and `Carly'.'' \n\n``All the better for keeping you on your toes, my dear,'' Lisa said, before giving her husband a light peck on the lips. ``At least I'll be around to remind you when you forgot things.'' \n\n``Thank goodness for that,'' Charlie agreed, albeit in a snarky tone. \n\n``Oh, careful now,'' Lisa responded in a strong tone, resembling but not quite the same as her authoritative dom tone. ``You don't want to be punished again, do you?'' \n\n``See, that is what I'm talking about,'' Charlie retorted with a flushed face, wanting to prove his point but also anxiously wondering if Lisa would follow through with that warning. \n\nInstead, the tiger let out another giggle. ``All the better for teasing you too. Now, come over here and let me clean you.'' \n\nThe panda finished his drink, put the glass on the nightstand, and scooted over. He rested himself on the mattress face up, within arm's reach of the feline, and went limp. Lisa meticulously wiped down every part of Charlie's body with one of the towels, cleaning off sweat and cum stains alike. He wasn't completely cleaned - some of the cum had dried up and left parts of his black and white fur crusty, and nothing short of a hot shower would have helped with the smell - but at least he was dry enough to sleep comfortably. \n\n``Well, that's the best I can do for now.'' With a job done well enough, the tiger used the spare towel to repeat the process for herself. When she finished with that, Lisa tossed the moist towels to the foot of the bed, laid beside the half-asleep panda, and pulled the blankets over them. ``We'll take a proper shower tomorrow morning.'' \n\n``Kind of a shame'', Charlie sleepily whispered. ``I was hoping that we could take a shower so that we wouldn't go to sleep while we were so smelly.'' \n\n``Well, I would, but I'm getting tired,'' his equally sleepy wife excused. \n\n``You are just on a roll today,'' the panda teased. ``First, our anniversary dinner. And now our shower. What else are you going to put off because of your exhaustion?'' \n\n``You're skating on some thin ice, Charlie.'' The tiger's stern tone would have suggested she was angry. But a quick glance towards her showed him Lisa's smile, reassuring him that it was just playful banter. \n\nThen a sudden realization hit the panda. ``Oh, crap!'' \n\n``What's wrong?,'' Lisa, caught surprised by her husband's sudden jolt. \n\n``We left a big mess in the other room.'' Charlie started climbing out of bed. ``I gotta go...'' \n\nHe was stopped by a tiger's paw gripping his hand and pulling him back in bed. ``Damn it, Charlie,'' Lisa sighed in relief. ``With how shocked you were, I'd thought the house burst into flames. Don't scare me like that.'' She continued pulling Charlie to her until his back made contact with her front, and her arms wrapped around his chest.'' \n\n``Sorry for scaring you, sweetie. But I still have to...'' \n\n``You don't have to do a thing,'' the tiger firmly retorted. ``I took care of everything when I left the bedroom.'' \n\nAs Charlie thought about it, he vaguely recalled that it took a while before Lisa came back with the ice water and towels. But he had been so dazed, he wasn't sure exactly how long it had been. ``You cleaned it all up?'' \n\nLisa went off listing her work. ``Dishes are washed and drying in the dish rack. Clothes are in the laundry bin, both my work clothes and your maid outfit. And the leftover dinner is packed in plastic Tupperware in the fridge. And here you were saying I was putting off my responsibilities.'' \n\n``You know,'' Charlie playfully said, ``I thought the maid is supposed to do that kind of work.'' \n\n``You have done more than enough tonight,'' Lisa replied. ``Now, it's time for YOU to rest.'' Charlie chuckled, amused with how Lisa turned the tables on him with that sentence and mirrored his own words. \n\n``Thank you, sweetie,'' Charlie whispered. \n\n``Thank you, too, honey... for everything,'' Lisa responded. ``And I'm sorry for going at you so hard.'' \n\n``That's alright, Lisa,'' Charlie. \n\n``But I got you moaning pretty hard. I should have taken it slow and easier, especially since it was your first time in handcuffs. You must have felt so overwhelmed and vulnerable. And that's not even mentioning how much I went nuts because you were watching the TV, with the rough spanking and the degradation. I totally let the power and lust go to my head. And that wasn't remotely fair to you, because you put your trust in me to get you acting submissively and put you in subspace, not lash out against you for something so small. Had it not been for your present reminding me of how much you do for me, that you were so willing to play along to my kinks ... Oh, shit. I can't even imagine what I would have done to you.'' Though he couldn't see he face from behind him, Charlie could tell from Lisa's wavering voice that she was tearing up a bit at the thought of hurting him. \n\n``I was okay. I promise,'' the panda said as assertively and softly as he could. ``Now, I will admit, it was a bit much every now and then. But if it had gone too far, I promise that I would have used the safeword.'' Lisa had remained quiet for a moment, her only reaction being to tighten her hold on the panda's chest. \n\n``You've always been so good for me, babe,'' the tiger finally said in a partly weepy voice. \n\n``So have you,'' Charlie said for comfort. \n\nThe naked couple then went quiet, enjoying each other's embrace under the covers, dozing off into their much-deserved rest. \n\n``Hey,'' Lisa said, breaking the silence a short while later. ``I just remembered. It's Saturday tomorrow, meaning I'll have the next two days off.'' \n\n``Yeah... What about it?,'' Charlie confirmed, in his sleepy voice. \n\nThe tiger leaned in, whispering into the panda's ear. ``Well, how about I fuck you again over the entire weekend?'' \n\nThat question snapped the panda out of his sleepy stupor, wide-eyed out of shock at what his wife just suggested. ``Wh-What?'' \n\n``You heard me,'' the tiger replied in her sly voice, clearly having recovered from her previous bad mood. ``Oh, I can see it now. You laying on the bed, bound by those handcuffs, at the end of my cock, moaning my name as I pound you and tease you ceaselessly over two whole days.'' At that same moment, Charlie was feeling something hot and hard poking against his leg. \n\n``Oh, man. Is she getting hard at the thought of fucking me again for so long, after our exhaustive sex tonight?'' The panda shivered at the idea, his face blush red. ``Will I even have the energy for all that? Why does she have to tease me when we just got with sex and are trying to sleep?'' \n\n``On second thought,'' Lisa added, ``maybe not the ENTIRE weekend. After all, we still need to celebrate our anniversary properly.'' \n\nThat thought caught Charlie by surprise. ``What was that?'' \n\n``Are your eyes working okay?,'' the tiger questioned in jest. ``In case you forgot from our long night, you planned a wonderful evening dinner for our wedding anniversary. But we didn't get to enjoy it together. So, how about we do it properly?'' \n\nThe panda's anxiety quickly dissipated over this offer. ``Really?'' \n\n``Of course,'' Lisa confirmed, in a tone communicating a `no shit, Sherlock' attitude. ``I meant what I said before, how it wasn't fair to you that we weren't going to go along with your heartfelt plan just because I was tried. Hell, I might have rubbed salt in the wound by finding the energy to fuck you so dominantly.'' The tiger reached over the panda's body and rolled him to face her, showing him her loving smile. ``Doing things right, even if it is late, is the least I can do you. Because you deserve it.'' \n\nJoyful tears once more leaked from Charlie's eyes, touched by Lisa's words. \n\n``You do deserve it, babe,'' the tiger reassured, giving a loving smooch to his lips. ``So, to recap: we'll celebrate our anniversary properly, and spend the rest of the time having sex. Oh, and you can wear that jewelry I got you, as I had thought of earlier. And when we're all done, I'll give you a nice long bath. I'll make it especially long and refreshing, worth three days' worth of aftercare - that's two days for the weekend, and one day for tonight. And then I'll give you so many cuddles, kisses, and praises. Because you deserve those too. What do you think of that?'' \n\n``That DOES sound good,'' Charlie thought, comforted at the mention of his wife's plans for a proper celebration and her aftercare. ``Besides, it would make for a fun time, being at her mercy again.'' Now the panda himself was getting slightly erect, blushing in eagerness for what his domineering wife was going to do to him. He leaned in to return her kiss. ``I'd say that is a wonderful idea, mistress.'' ", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "The time was 7:10 PM. Lisa would be coming home at any moment. It was time to make the final preparations.

``Okay'', Charlie sighed while eyeing a pot of freshly boiled noodles and a pan of meatballs and tomato sauce, ``Spaghetti and meatballs, check''. Next, the panda fumbled with matches, lighting some candles on the dining room table. ``Candle-lit dinner table, check.'' Then, he thumbed through the stack of DVD cases on the coffee table in the living room. ``A bunch of our favorite movies, check.'' Lastly, he rushed back to the bedroom in his high heels. He took a quick look in the mirror at his makeup table to make sure he was looking good. And, boy, he sure was. He donned a pink cocktail dress that exposed his shoulders and reached down to his knees. It fit nicely on his small frame, highlighting his thin upper body and wide hips. To top off his look, he had worn some gold hoop earrings, along with mascara and pink lipstick. ``Just about perfect'', Charlie proudly thought. He then eyed the bed to make sure his wrapped gift was there, ready for opening. ``This is going to be the best wedding anniversary ever.''

The feminine panda could hardly believe it's been two years since he had married his fabulous Bengal tiger wife, Lisa. To an outsider, the pairing might have seemed strange. Charlie was a frail panda and rather short for his age, while Lisa was a large tiger who was far more domineering than the average lady. The black and white bear was more in touch with his feminine side, while the towering cat was by far more masculine. But they loved and cared for each other, well before and long after their marriage. And Charlie was determined to prove that love tonight.

For the occasion, Charlie had pulled no punches. He had planned out the whole evening. Step one, they wine and dine, talking about their relationship and recalling funny stories over Lisa's favorite meal. Step two, they unwind over their favorite movies, occasionally touching each other as a sort of foreplay. Step three, they exchange their gifts - Charlie was especially excited about seeing Lisa's reaction to his gift for her. That would transition smoothly into step four, passionate sex for the rest of the night. If they had the energy, they'd wash up in the shower so they could sleep without being all sweaty.

With everything ready, all that was left was to wait for Lisa. The tiger wore the pants in the relationship (literally and figurately), and so she was the breadwinner, while Charlie was the stay-at-home husband. Lisa was a white-collar employee for a financial company, and she worked long hours, from 8 AM to 7 PM. The drive from work to home took about 15 minutes, so Lisa would be coming home shortly.

``Maybe,'' Charlie wondered, ``I'll tease her a little as she walks in, to set the mood for tonight.'' With that thought, Charlie leaned his body against the wall, with one hand behind his back and the other hand extending his finger to his chin. He hoped this silly attempt at a sensual pose would further arouse Lisa.

A few short minutes later, Charlie's ears perked up upon hearing a car pulling into the driveway. ``Here we go,'' Charlie thought as he wore an ear-to-ear grin on his face. A few seconds later, the front door opened, and what walked in was a hulking tiger in a business suit, slumping over with droopy eyes, stumbling into the house. With this sight, Charlie immediately dropped his smile and all his sensual thoughts, dashing to help up his wife.

``Oh, no! Lisa!'', Charlie cried out.

``It's okay,'' Lisa half-heartedly responded, still hunching over. ``I'm alright.''

``No, you're not, sweetie,'' Charlie retorted as he struggled to raise the feline to her feet. ``You can barely stand up, even with my help. Come on, let's take you to the couch.''

With her arm over his shoulders, the miniature panda slowly and steadily guided the larger tiger from the doorway to the living room. A journey that would have normally taken a few seconds lasted a laborious half-minute, a consequence of Lisa being so tired she could hardly walk, putting the brunt of Lisa's heavy body on Charlie's weak strength. And the bear's high heels sure didn't help in supporting that weight. When the massive cat finally reached the couch, she fell on it with a loud thud. Both spouses were exhausted and panting heavily.

``I'll be right back,'' Charlie said as he limped towards the kitchen, his legs aching from carrying the heavy tiger in heels. He quickly put together two glasses of ice water, one for himself and another for his weary wife. Limping back, he handed Lisa her glass and took a swig from his own. ``Now, can you explain to me what happened?''

Lisa remained quiet for a few seconds, sitting back on the couch cushions. She took a long gulp of her cool beverage, and finally spoke in a weary voice. ``My coordinator gave me a lot more paperwork to deal with than normal. Files to organize, forms to fill out, etcetera. And worse still, she told me I had to finish all of that by the end of the day. So, I was in a mad rush to do it all. I didn't stop to take any breaks. I didn't even eat lunch. And... here we are.''

Charlie was petrified. ``How could they do that to you?! You already work long hours!''

``Welcome to the real world,'' Lisa replied with still droopy eyes, ``where many people don't give a shit about you.'' She took another big gulp, finishing her drink, leaving only ice. ``Which brings us to the real bad news: I am barely even staying awake, so I am not able to celebrate our anniversary.''

``Wha-Oh, right.'' The panda had been so worried about his feline partner that he had almost forgotten about their special day. ``Don't worry about that. We need to take care of you.''

``But that's not fair to you.'' For the first time since she got home, Lisa opened her eyes to look into Charlie's eyes. ``You have been excited about this for weeks. And look at what you put together,'' gesturing to the panda's handiwork in the dining room. ``You put your heart and soul into making our anniversary wonderful, but now we can't enjoy that.''

``It's just a day, sweetheart. We can always have fun any day,'' Charlie reassured Lisa. Sure, Charlie was a bit sad that all the thought and work he put into the evening was for naught. But his priority now was his wife's wellbeing. ``For example, tomorrow is Saturday. We have the whole weekend to celebrate.''

``I guess. But still, I can't help but feel bad.'' Lisa was visibly saddened. Even if it wasn't her fault that her workday went down as it did, she wished her husband wasn't negatively affected in the process. ``Tell you what, just so the day isn't a complete loss, go to the hallway closet and get what's on the top shelf.''

Confused, the black and white bear did as he was told. And, to his surprise, he found a small box with decorative wrapping. Walking back with the box, he questioned, ``Is this your gift for me?''

Lisa nodded slowly. ``Open it.'' Charlie tore open the paper wrapping, lifted the box lid, and found a gold chain necklace with a diamond-like jewel hanging off it, with a matching set of earrings. He was speechless as memories flooded back to him.

``Is... is this that jewelry we saw in the display case at that trinket shop a month ago?''

Lisa nodded again. ``I know how much you like jewelry. And I certainly saw that beaming smile of yours when you laid eyes on that pretty thing.''

``But we never even entered the shop, much less bought it. When did you...?''

``I bought it about a week ago,'' Lisa explained. ``I was planning to slip away tonight when your back was turned, get the gift, and surprise you with it. But I don't think I can even stand up now to get it myself. I guess it kinda ruins the `surprise' part when I had you get the present.'' Lisa chuckled softly at this little mishap.

By now, Charlie's eyes were leaking with joyful tears. ``This... this was expensive...,'' he said as he recalled the jewelry's hefty price tag. ``You... didn't have to...''

``I don't give a shit about the cost, babe. It was worth every penny if it makes you happy.'' Lisa gave a faint smile, as big as her weariness allowed. ``On the bright side, you can wear those accessories when we celebrate our anniversary another day. In the meantime, I'm gonna sit here until I get a little energy back, and then I'm plopping myself in bed.''

But Charlie wasn't satisfied. He was fine with postponing their celebration. But he wasn't comfortable with how exhausted his wife was. If Lisa hadn't taken a lunch break, she must have been starving. And she didn't have the energy to take a shower either, meaning she'll be a sweaty mess when she goes to sleep. If she went to bed now, she wouldn't be very comfortable. ``There's gotta be something I could do to help her feel better,'' the panda pondered. And then he thought of something.

As Lisa still sat on the couch, Charlie rushed to their bedroom, rummaged through Lisa's drawers, and found a loose t-shirt and shorts. Rushing back, he tossed the tiger these garments. Lisa turned her head towards her husband, noticing him moving with a pep in his step. ``What are you doing?''

Instead of answering the question, Charlie simply said, ``Take off your work clothes. I'll put them in the laundry bin later.''

``Okay, but what are yo...'' Lisa couldn't finish asking a second time before Charlie walked right back into the bedroom. With nothing to do, and feeling uncomfortable in her suit anyway, she obliged to his instructions. The easy part was the tie; she just loosened it a little and pulled it off. With her muscles still aching, the tiger could only slowly pull her arms out of her suit jacket sleeves, and then her white dress shirt. It took even longer to slip her legs out of her suit pants. She tossed her sweat-stained clothing aside and sat for a moment, hoping to let the chill air cool her off before putting on the casual clothes her husband provided. Her orange and black-striped fur was all exposed, save for a sports bra and tight-fitting boxers... where a distinct bulge was starting to form.

``Aww, for fuck's sake,'' Lisa thought to herself, looking down at her crotch. ``You're too exhausted to celebrate with your husband, but you still got the energy to get hard?'' Almost disappointed with her body's poor set of priorities, the tiger wondered what got her riled up this time. ``Well, then again, Charlie was looking pretty cute in that pink dress, showing off his little body... and his sweet ass.'' Thinking back on her husband's looks, the bulge grew even larger in her underwear, till her cockhead was peaking up past the waistband. ``Well, well, well. It didn't take you too long to get fully hard, did it?'' Lisa has always had a serious libido; she was easily aroused. And her beautiful, feminine husband was like an instant turn-on machine. ``Speaking of which, what is he doing?'' It had been a few minutes, and the little panda was still in the bedroom, doing what Lisa could only guess. The tiger looked back at her crotch. ``Well, I'm not gonna be able to sleep with YOU,'' talking to her ever-hardening dick. ``And since Charlie is taking his sweet time doing whatever he is doing, I'll guess I'll take the time to rub one out.''

With that, Lisa slipped her boxers down to her knees, freeing her penis and accompanying set of balls. Now that it was completely hard, her penis was reaching a length of eight inches and a width of one-and-a-half inches. Tightly gripping with her right hand, she started slowly moving up and down. With each stroke, the tiger hungered for more satiation. ``Aww, fuck yeah,'' Lisa said softly under her breath, as her lustful moans grew louder. With her spare hand, she caressed her balls, eager to get as much pleasure as she could out of her session. Her steady fapping became audibly sloppy, as warm precum leaked down the shaft, being rubbed all over by her hand with every tug. The white spunk made the tiger's rock-hard dick easier to pump, leading to faster strokes. She felt her hand burning from her cock's warmth. Her sensual moans became harder to hide, becoming louder with every stroke. ``Just a little more,'' the tiger thought as she tugged even harder, mentally preparing herself for the climax.

``Aww, you started without me?'', spoke a sensual voice. Lisa was caught by surprise, thrown out of her sex-fueled euphoria. She spun her head around in search of the speaker. It was none other than her husband, Charlie, who was now dressed as a maid. His black dress and white apron matched the panda's fur color. This dress covered up his shoulders, but the skirt part of the attire was so short, Lisa could just barely make out the pure white panties he was wearing underneath. Looking further down brought her attention to his long white stockings and black maid shoes with heels shorter than what he wore beforehand. If the pink cocktail dress got the tiger excited, then the maid outfit made her cock even stiffer, making it twitch approvingly. ``Oh, it looks like the kitty sees something it likes,'' the panda continued to tease.

Pulling her underwear back up, Lisa tried to hide her embarrassment by putting on a confident tone and straight face. ``We-Well, it's hard not to be attracted to a fine little panda bear like yourself. What inspired you to put that on?'' The couple had bought this cute outfit a few months back, occasionally using it for roleplaying. And now Lisa wondered why Charlie chose to put it on now in all instances.

Charlie walked forward, his maid shoes clicking against the floor with every step. He sat by the large feline on the couch, and his voice went soft. ``I planned this evening to show my love and appreciation to you. And you WILL get that love and appreciation, one way or another. Since you are so tired, I figured I could take care of all your needs and help you relax. You will not need to move another muscle for the rest of the night.''

Lisa was flabbergasted, and just as equally touched. Charlie was so insistent on helping her. And she was going to make full use of this opportunity. ``Well, then.'' The tiger's previously shaky voice was now completely authoritative, and a sly grin marked her once exhausted and pleasured grimace. ``You can start by telling who I am.''

Lisa's shift in tone signaled exactly what answer she expected out of him. ``You are my mistress,'' Charlie said shyly.

``And who are you?''

Charlie gulped, ``I'm Ch- Carly, mistress.''

The tiger gave a small chuckle, satisfied with her husband so quickly getting into character. ``That's right. You are Carly, my submissive femboy pet. And you are going to please me.''

The panda, now Carly, was growing red in the face, ever so nervous about playing the sub role, despite how many times he (or rather `she' now) had done so.

``Now,'' Lisa continued, ``since YOU chose to put on that getup and planned to serve me, I suppose you already have an idea on how to... how did you put it? `Take care of all my needs'?''

The sub panda immediately answered, albeit in a wavering voice. ``Um... well... I'd feed you some dinner while you watch TV, we wash up in the bath, and then we go to sleep.'' It was mostly identical to the original plan, save for the couple talking about their relationship and having sex. As much as Carly wanted to have sex with Lisa and converse with her on an emotional level, the panda didn't want to over exhaust her dom. Tonight was all about helping her relax.

``Is that all?,'' the authoritative tiger asked. This had the intended effect of shocking the panda maid. She gave no verbal response, but her facial expressions showed off a feeling of guilt, a fear that her plan was lackluster. In actuality, Lisa was quite satisfied with Carly's idea. But, playing the dominatrix now, couldn't help but make her sub feel lowly. ``Oh, never mind,'' giving an exaggerated sigh for effect. ``I suppose that will do. Alright then, get started, pet''.

Without missing a beat, Carly went to work. First, the feminine maid took a DVD case off the coffee table at random - one of Charlie's favorite romcoms - and set it to play on the TV, giving her mistress entertainment as she went to prepare her food. On her way to the kitchen, the maid remembered to blow out the candles at the dining room table. ``We won't be needing those if Lis- Mistress is sitting at the couch.'' Next, the panda put together her mistress' meal: a bowl full of spaghetti and meatballs topped with parmesan cheese, and a wineglass with some red wine Charlie bought earlier for the occasion, all set on a serving tray. The maid carried this tray to the living room, and presented it to her owner.

``Ooh, my favorite,'' the tiger cooed satisfactorily, taking her eyes off the TV to look at the food. ``Smells great, Carly.''

``It'll taste great, too,'' Carly added as she set the tray down on the coffee table. ``I experimented with several ingredients, like olive oil, butter, and dried herbs and spices. It might be one of the best dinners I have ever made.'' The panda twisted the fork in the bowl, acquiring a few noodle strands stained red with tomato sauce. ``Say `ahh'.''

The tiger looked at the maid with raised eyebrows, as if she were amused but also vexed by the childish gesture. She did, however, open her mouth wide for her food.

Carly raised the fork into her mistress' maw, and pulled back as the tiger bit down. Her mistress chewed happily and gulped.

``Hmm, that is good.'' Raising her finger to the panda's chin, the tiger looked her pet in the eye. ``You did a very good job, maid.''

The maid blushed with a big smile, flustered with her mistress' compliment and satisfied with her good cooking.

``Though, if I am going to be honest,'' the tiger continued, ``it's a little lukewarm.''

Carly's smile washed away, wondering if this was another one of her mistress' attempts at putting her down as the sub, or a legitimate critique of her cooking. A quick analysis of the bowl proved it to be the latter, as it was not the piping hot meal that the panda had left it as. ``Oh. Well, we did delay dinner for a while, what with carrying you in the home, settling you in, and then me putting on the maid outfit.''

``Did I ask for excuses, Carly?,'' the large feline spoke suddenly with a cold and stern tone.

``Okay, this is DEFINITELY Lisa playing it up as the dom role,'' Carly thought to herself. God forbid she say that out loud. Instead, playing up to her dom's satisfaction, she simply said in a docile tone, ``I'm sorry, mistress.''

The dominatrix kept eying the maid sternly, but was seemingly satisfied with the apology, judging by the fact that she moved on from the subject. ``You know, you didn't HAVE to put on that maid outfit. You could have helped me out as Charlie just fine. I mean, I get that you are trying to help me relax because you love me and all. But why wear the maid getup specifically?''

Carly thought for a moment, pondering over how to properly explain himself. ``Well, for one, if I was going to be serving you, it just made sense to wear an outfit that fit the part. Secondly, I know you really like seeing me in these feminine clothes, all the better for your satisfaction.''

The tiger's stern look gave way to a soft, pleased gaze. ``Well, you sure know how to please your mistress.'' Gesturing to the bowl, she signaled to the panda to continue feeding her, as she shifted her gaze back to the TV.

As she provided another mouthful of noodles, Carly became conscious of the fact that her mistress was still in her underwear, with her cock bulging beneath her boxers. ``By the way, why haven't you gotten dressed yet? I gave you a t-shirt and shorts earlier,'' pointing to said clothes on the far side of the couch.

Once again, Lisa spoke in her domineering voice again, asserting her authority. ``Well, I was going to, but then I got hard and tried to relieve myself first... during which I was rudely interrupted by a certain maid.'' Carly recalled back when she surprised her mistress' during her masturbation session earlier. ``Also,'' the tiger continued, ``as much as I want to dominate you, I'm still a little too tired to go all the way. So, being out in my underwear is the closest I am getting to being in my BDSM garb tonight.''

With those words, the panda's mind flooded with images of the domineering tiger in her leather gear, shivering in anxiety. ``Man, guess I dodged a bullet with that one,'' Carly thought in relief. ``As fun as it can be doing the whole dom-sub routine, it can be pretty overwhelming.''

``That reminds me...'' Lisa's authoritative voice snapped the maid out of her trance. I'm thirsty. It's time for the wine.''

As the panda turned to get the wine glass, she felt a sudden grasp at her backside, prompting a high-pitched yelp. She turned to find a tiger's paw gripping her butt.

``On second thought,'' said the panda's sly mistress, ``point your girly ass towards me, and face forward''. Carly placed both palms on the coffee table for support, angled her bottom right in front of her mistress, and mentally braced herself for whatever the tiger had in mind.

Lisa lifted up the black skirt, squeezing and rubbing the panda's ass with her large hands. Every knead of her palms sent the furry cheeks jiggling, eliciting another high-pitched pleasured moan from the femboy maid. Occasionally, she reached up to the panda's petite round tail and gave it a firm pinch as well, triggering an even higher-pitched cry. Seeing Carly melting in submission got the dom's dick hardening all over again.

``My, my. In addition to great spaghetti, you've made such great dessert too. So squishy yet tender. What is this called?'' The panda could only reply in moans, too stimulated to voice anything else. ``Ooh. Would this go great with wine?'' The feminine sub, again, responded only with a pleasured cry. ``Silent treatment, huh? I'll have to punish you for that later. For now, only one way to find out.'' Lisa lifted one hand off the panda's butt, using it to reach for the wine glass for a drink. But she kept up the teasing with the other hand, never letting up on the pleasure.

 Carly, meanwhile, was washed over with a mixture of pleasure and embarrassment, an awkward but overwhelming bliss that gave her a stiffy. Desperate to keep her mind from going under, look around at anything she could as a distraction. She eventually eyed the television, still playing the romcom that she put on earlier. How ironic. Carly had turned this movie on as entertainment for her mistress. But Lisa was instead fondling the femboy's ass for entertainment, leaving the film as Carly's own salvation from losing her mind to the pleasure. ``Okay,'' the panda thought as he tried to process the events of the movie to phase out the overwhelming sensations, ``the protagonist is-AHH-bringing some flowers to the love interest's home... she answers the door... he cracks some corny joke...'' Carly's moans calmed, and her dick softened. ``The love interest invites the protagonist into her home... they are talking some more... they are leaning in for a kiss... and then...''

SMACK! ``AHH!'' A jolt of pain struck the panda's ass and climb up her spine, bringing her back to reality. Before Carly could process what happened, the TV turned off, and her mistress' furious voice rang in her ears.

``You naughty little bitch.'' The tiger growled, one paw clutching the remote and the other giving the femboy's ass another slap, evoking another scream. ``You said yourself that you'd take care of my needs tonight as my maid. Hell, you ought to be doing that as my sub anyway. And what do you do? You watch the TV instead of focusing on my fondling.'' The dom came down with a third, harder smack, leaving an especially stinging sensation on a now reddened bottom.

``I'm sorry, mistress!,'' the panda cried, now holding back both her moans and her tears.

``Nope. That won't do at all, Carly. You've been misbehaving all night. First, you interrupt my masturbating. Next, you gave me a lukewarm meal. Then, you spoke out of turn. And now you are letting your mind wander, as if you don't care for pleasing your mistress.''

``I'm sorry, mistress,'' the panda pleaded again. ``I do care about pleasuring you. Please, allow me to make it up to you.''

The tiger went ghost-silent and as still as a stone, not saying another reprimanding word or moving her hands for another ass slap. As if she were thinking carefully of her next course of action. Carly could only stay still, with her hands practically glued to the table, her rear exposed, and her lips sealed; any other move or word risked angering her mistress even further. After what felt like a minute of shock - but was in actuality a short fifteen seconds - Lisa made her move.

Without a word, the tiger lifted the panda over her shoulders and marched towards the bedroom, leaving behind the mess of clothes and half-eaten dinner in the living room and leftovers in the kitchen. ``Oh, god. She is carrying me like it's nothing,'' the panda thought. ``Barely half an hour ago, she could hardly stand up on her legs. Where did she get this energy from?!''

Before he could take that thought far, the naughty maid was startled at the sound of a bedroom door being kicked open. Just a split second later, Carly felt herself being lifted higher in the air before quickly dropping back down, landing on a soft mattress. The first thing that caught the panda's attention were two fiery eyes staring down at him.

``You want to prove your loyalty, bitch? You want to prove that you do care about pleasing me? Well, how about I tell you MY plan for the rest of the evening? First, you are gonna get punished, be reminded of your place. After that, you ...'' The displeasure dominatrix looked to the side, shifting her attention. Carly followed her mistress' eyes to find what distracted her. It was a gift-wrapped box... which Charlie had laid on the bed just before Lisa got home! ``Oh, no,'' Carly internally lamented, eyeing the box with worry. ``I was hoping to show Lisa that when she was in a happier mood. But then I forgot to put it away in all the commotion. If she sees that as passionately angry as she is, what is she going to do?''

The tiger caught the panda's worried look. Seeing her pet in such distress piqued her curiosity, making her wonder what could be in the box that had Carly so concerned. Without hesitation, dom reached for the present, ripped off the wrapping paper with her claws, opened up the box, and dumped the contents on the bed. Out came red lace panties, a red thin bra, a pair of handcuffs, and a small key.

Lisa was bewildered. None of these items were familiar to her; in the many years she bought toys and underwear for her pet, she acquired nothing like what she was seeing now. They shouldn't be here, unless... The tiger looked back to the submissive panda, still laying on the bed in silence and anticipation. ``Is this your gift for me?''

Having been spoken to, Carly felt comfortable enough to speak again, albeit in a coy voice. ``You occasionally mentioned that you wanted to try bondage. But we never got around to it because I wasn't ready. Recently, I became more curious and comfortable with the idea. And I thought that if there was any good time to tell you, it'd be tonight.''

This answer stunned Lisa even more. She didn't speak for her a minute straight, simply looking back and forth between Carly and the gift's contents, as if she were trying to make sure what she was seeing and hearing were real. Over time, her angry grimace faded away. And the panda could have sworn she saw a teardrop running down the tiger's cheek.

``Put on the lingerie,'' the dom finally spoke, as she turned her head to conceal her face.

Although perplexed by her mistress' behavior, wondering exactly what gave her pause, Carly didn't spend a second to obey. She pulled off her maid dress, stepped out of her maid shoes, and slipped off her white undergarments. Having been so focused on undressing herself, the naked panda only then noticed that the tiger was likewise discarding her bra and boxers.

``Well, go on, girl,'' the tiger spoke, reminding the panda of her orders.

Carly sprung back into action, slipping into the all too thin and all too revealing red lingerie. The nipple covers on the bra were just large enough to cover her small furry nipples and nothing else. The lace panties, on the other hand, enveloped all of her crotch and rear. But it was transparent, exposing her stiffy and butt end for all to see. Her getup covered so little that she might as well have been naked. But that was just the image Charlie had been going for when he bought the gift: a mix between the appeal of sexy underwear and the allure of a naked femboy. And the underwear's soft and comfy grip on the panda's body made it nice to wear.

Now that she was ready, Carly turned her attention back to her dom, who - to the pet's surprise - was decked out in long sleeve gloves and long boots reaching up to her knees, both in black-as-night leather covering her otherwise naked body. Her typical BDSM attire. Seeing Lisa in her sexy, dominant appearance sent Carly shivering in excitement and dread.

Seeing the panda all dressed up - or rather, dressed down - Lisa curled her index finger towards herself, gesturing Carly to come. The tiger was wasting no time in getting started. The sub stepped forward slowly; her caution and her still stinging ass from her previous spanking made it hard to walk. The panda stopped right in front of the leathered dominatrix, not quite physically touching her but close enough to feel heavy breathing on her forehead. Carly raised her head, looking into her mistress' piercing yellow eyes, awaiting further instruction.

Lisa was slower with her instructions this time, taking a moment to appreciate her pet, who stood just under a foot shorter than her. A thin body with black and white fur, an otherwise perfect coloration interrupted by the thin red lingerie and her blushing cheeks. Looking into her eyes, she found two blue pretty spheres staring right back. The dominator waited a while longer to keep her pet on edge, leaving her painfully waiting for what she'd order her to do next.

Finally, the tiger made a single gesture; extending her finger towards the ground, signaling the panda to get on her knees. Doing as she was told, Carly was now at eye level with her exposed, rock-hard cock.

``First, you're going to finish the job you interrupted,'' her dom ordered.

Carly nodded in understanding and got to work. Since her mistress's lengthy shaft already so hard, there was no need for foreplay. She started with the tip, pressing her tongue against the foreskin-covered cockhead. A few flicks of the tongue peeled the foreskin away, getting the tip to start leaking and its owner to softly moan in delight.

Carly moved on to fitting the rest of the warm shaft inside her mouth. She firmly grasped her mistress' hips, which would allow her to move her head back and forth. It took a few attempts to move the cockhead past her lips. But once she did, it slid right in like a sword in a scabbard. When she took it to the base, pressing her lips against the tiger's body, it sent the dominatrix growling in pleasure.

``AGH! Good girl. You got it all the way in.'' Being unable to respond, Carly just pulled back her head slowly, all the way until the tip was at her lips again, and thrust her head forward back to the base. Every repeat of this process elicited an even louder tiger growl. The tiger lowered her gloved paws to her hips, gripping the panda's hands and locking them in place.

With every push forward, Carly could feel the tiger's burgeoning rod pressing against the back of her throat. And with every pull back, she could feel that same rod spewing more salty pre on her tongue for her to taste. She gently grunted, sometimes struggling to comfortably fit the large shaft in her mouth. But these sounds were deafened by her sloppy sucking and the tiger's growling moans. To keep up the pace without falling unconscious, the panda had been breathing through her nose. But that had exposed her to her mistress' sweaty musk. It filled her nostrils and spilled into her head, making her go blank with all but one thought: `suck that cock'. All the while, Carly's own unattended cock was getting as large as it could, stopping short of four inches. The pleasure from swallowing her mistress' larger member was enough to get her hard, but it was not stimulating enough to reach a climax, leaving her yearning for relief.

The panda and her tiger overlord were both so lost in bliss they didn't even know how long it lasted. It could have been a few minutes, or upwards of half an hour. But when it finally did end, it ended without warning. Carly had only come to when her throat was suddenly flooded with fat ropes of warm cum, drowning out her shocked screams. It was too much to drink at once, and she had to pull out before losing her breath. In doing so, the one-eyed snake spat its white fluids all over the panda's face, marking her with bitter milk. With a satisfied grin and an exhausted sigh, Lisa released her grip on Carly's hands, and both sets of arms wearily fell. The dom's cock similarly drooped down as it softened, while the sub's own remained upright, unrelieved. After swallowing what cum she did manage to fit in her mouth, Carly raised her arms in an effort to clean herself with her hands.

``Ah-ah-ah.'' The tiger said, heavily breathing with satisfaction. She extended her finger upwards, a nonverbal order to stand back up. Carly stood up in a steady fashion, being short of breath and because her knees were tired from resting on them for who knows how long. Just as soon as the panda got face to face with her mistress again, the tiger grabbed her by the back of the head and pulled her in, licking all the cum off her face. When the dominatrix finished, she moved in for a kiss. The feline's tongue dominated the panda's mouth, pushing around the latter's feeble tongue every which way, and lapping up any remaining bits of cum the sub hadn't drunk yet. Their tongue wrestling lasted another minute before Lisa pulled out, leaving Carly short of breath again. As the sub slowly breathed, the dom cupped her face with both hands, faintly smiling with a soft gaze. Carly wasn't sure what it was - whether it was her mistress's gentle leathery touch or her gentle look - but this got the femboy feeling happy and peaceful, despite the nerve-wracking domination.

``Now,'' Lisa said quietly, ``let's move on to dessert.'' The tiger steadily spun around the panda and bent her over the bed. With her rear once again exposed to her dom, Carly felt the lace panties being pulled down her legs, followed by two firm hands pulling her black and white ass cheeks apart. ``This looks so tasty. I didn't get to enjoy this earlier. But I sure will now.'' With those words, Carly next felt a wet, rough tongue wiggling against her back entrance. Every flick of the tongue sent her shaking with bliss. ``This is really good. But it could use a little cream.''

``Cream?,'' the panda questioned ``I get that `dessert' is a euphemism for my butt. What does she mean by `cream?'' As if to answer his question, Carly heard the all too familiar sound of the lube bottle cap snapping open, and the glug-glug sound of it emptying. The flushed panda winced as two fingers dripping with lube pressed into her anal hole. Carly continued to moan as these fingers rubbed up and down her orifice.

``Just as I thought,'' the tiger said playfully over the panda's moans. ``Adding a cream filling to this is really bringing it all together.'' The pleasure was becoming too much. Carly was losing her mind. She needed something to distract her from the anal play. Fortunately, laying on the bed, she had a whole blanket to grip tightly, though diverting her attention to it only provided mild relief... that is, until the fingers had pulled out. When the panda noticed this end to the arousing movement, she lifted her head and turned to see what her mistress had been doing.

``What is it?,'' Carly questioned. ``Is something wrong?''

``As a matter of fact, there is,'' the tiger responded authoritatively. ``My cute little sub is trying to distract himself from my erotic play again.''

``Oh... Umm...,'' the panda nervously stuttered, desperately trying to think of a defense, or at least an apology that might get him out of more trouble. ``I'm sorry, mistress. You do such a good job at playing with my butt that it overwhelms me. I get scared of losing my mind. Please don't punish me.'' In her mind, Carly thought to herself. ``Aww, what the hell? Of course, I'm in trouble. She hadn't finished punishing me the first time I did this. And now I do it again? There is no way she is letting...''

``Don't worry. I won't be punishing you.'' The tiger's reply interrupted the panda's train of thought.

``You... won't?,'' Carly questioned. ``But aren't you upset? And you still haven't finished punishing me for the first time.''

``I've decided that spanking and reprimanding you in the living room was enough punishment,'' the dom explained. ``And that blowjob of yours, and especially with your gift, proved how committed you are pleasuring me. Now is the time for rewarding you. Because good girls like you deserve the best rewards.''

Carly could hardly believe what she was hearing. ``Where did this massive shift in attitude come from?,'' the panda wondered. ``She was in the process of chastising me and planned to do more. Did my gift really leave an impression on her?''

``That being said,'' the tiger continued, ``I cannot properly reward you if you won't fully enter subspace. And besides,'' pausing to reach for the handcuffs still laying on the bed, ``we almost forgot about your gift.''

Carly froze in dread and excited anticipation. ``Oh boy. We are actually doing this.'' The panda tried to relax her arms as the tiger pulled them to her back, held her wrists together, and locked them up.

``Oh yes,'' Lisa purred sensually. ``You are looking so vulnerable and helpless now. Completely at my mercy, with no way to fight back.'' The panda jittered, her arms especially struggling against their bindings. ``Well, now that you are bound and your ass is lubed up, we are ready for the main event.''

Carly felt two tight hands holding her by her sides and rolling her over to her back. This new position let her see her dom's lustful smile, taking her place at the bedside, her cock poking at her sub's hole, and her arms holding her sub's legs to the side for easier access. The panda's heart pounded fiercely, both out of fear and excitement of this new experience.

``Just breathe, babe,'' Lisa said.

As she was instructed, the panda breathed as deeply as she could. But the shock of feeling her mistress' hard rod deeply penetrating her hole left her gasping silently.

Sensing her sub's distress, Lisa paused for a moment after reaching the base, as to let Carly adjust to the feeling of her cock in her ass. ``You'll be okay,'' the tiger reassured. The panda nodded silently, and as her breathing steadied, the dom took this as her cue to continue.

The tiger had pulled back her girthy cock to the halfway point, leaving inside her twitching cockhead and a few inches. As quickly as she pulled out, she plunged herself back in. With every thrust, Carly felt that burning rod rubbing against her inner walls, sending her squirming. And with every thrust, the panda's stiffy shook about frantically from the shaking and thrusting, still getting no attention. But unlike giving a blowjob, the anal play was far more stimulating, and would push the sub to the breaking point in no time.

Out of instinct, the panda tried moving her arms to grip something for relief, something to focus grabbing on to alleviate the pleasure. But her new bindings put a stop to every attempt. There was nothing to distract Carly from the reality of the situation; no TV to watch, no blankets to grip, nothing to save her from the overwhelming sensation.

``Are you enjoying this, you butt slut?,'' the tiger growled, as the panda's moans filled the air. ``Oh, I know you are. And I'm sure you'll love this.'' Without slowing her thrusting or loosening her grip on the panda's legs, Lisa had leaned down till her lips met Carly's bra-covered nipples. The tiger's tongue was at work again, flicking to send more vibrations surging throughout the panda's body. After a few licks, Carly felt an even sharper pain at her chest. Looking towards there, she found her dom was gently biting down on the bra, pinching on the panda's nipple with her teeth in the process. Though Lisa had been careful to not actually hurt the panda, these bites sent Carly screaming even more. Until finally the tiger managed to hold just the brassiere with her teeth, ripping it off the femboy's chest, leaving it fully exposed to more licking.

``You-AHH-broke the bra!,'' Carly had noted.

``It's better than your nipple,'' Lisa countered. ``Besides, it's just a bra. The real prize is here.'' The tiger returned to teasing her pet's nipples, bathing them in her hot breath and saliva.

Throughout all of Lisa's ferocious thrusting and nipple play, Carly simply laid on the bed immobile, desperately trying to keep up with the pace. Unlike when she had been blowing the tiger earlier, she wouldn't be moving at all this time. Her mistress would do all the work, and all the panda could do was take it.

``How...?,'' Carly muttered between her moans. ``How do you have so much energy...?''

The feline dominatrix gave an amused grin to this question, taking a moment to reply, as if she was trying to figure out the answer herself. ``From what I can figure, you did more than help me relax. You turned me on so much that you gave me a sort of second wind. My arousal was driving me crazy, pushing me to go further; first degrading you a little, then touching you up, then spanking you, then getting you to suck me off, but nothing worked. Only putting you completely under my thumb with my dick in your ass could satisfy me.''

Carly could only moan in response, as Lisa's teasing was getting to her head.

``But it's not all bad, right?,'' the tiger questioned. ``My big girth filling you up, making you a submissive mess?''

After a short pause for moaning, the panda finally responded at the top of her lungs. ``YES! I FEEL WONDERFUL, MISTRESS!'' The continued physical arousal coupled with the dom's relentless teasing finally had their toll. All reservations had gone away.

``That's right. And do you know why?''

 ``BECAUSE I BELONG TO YOU! I AM YOUR LITTLE FEMBOY HUSBAND, AND YOU OWN ME! YOU PUT ME IN SUBSPACE SO WELL! AND YOU TREAT ME KINDLY OUTSIDE THE BEDROOM TOO! EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU SATISFIES ME!''

``No. Not only can I satisfy you. Only I can satisfy you,'' the tiger asserted. ``The teasing. The domination. The fucking. No one can pleasure you like I can. I got you addicted to me. Do I have that right?''

Carly had become too horny to suggest otherwise. ``NGH! YOU-AHH-YOU'RE RIGHT MISTRESS! I DO NEED YOU! I CANNOT LIVE WITHOUT YOU!''

Lisa had been visually touched by this bold answer. ``I'm glad to hear that. Because to be frank, I don't think I could live without you either. You do-NGH-so much for me. And not just cooking and cleaning and looking after the house while I work... though I do appreciate that. But your love and commitment toward me is-HAA-unlike anyone has ever done for me!'' As the tiger continued, Carly could make out the tears running down the dom's face, and her voice losing its confident, assertive tone. ``You've always tried so hard to love me, and help me be happy. All those years ago, when I first revealed to you that I was a futanari, you didn't reject me or shy away. You were shocked, of course, but you still loved me back. UHH! And as if that wasn't enough, you-HAA-so willingly submitted to me ever since, playing along with my fantasies of you being my feminine pet. Even tonight, you had such a wonderful elaborate plan on how to celebrate our anniversary. But you were ready to put aside all of that to help me recover from my exhaustion. And you were ready to try bondage because I wanted to. You have always done so much for me! I couldn't ask for anything better! I-AHH-can't even bring myself to imagine what my life would be like without you! Please, let's stay together forever! I NEED YOU, CHARLIE!'' Toward the end, Lisa had likewise lost herself in the pleasure. Totally losing her domineering appearance, she had become open about her feelings and so emotional in her voice, moaning erotically in high pitches matching the panda's moans.

``Yes, mistress,'' the panda replied. ``Let's be together for the rest of our lives! And love and care for each other every step of the way!''

The couple sealed their promise with a kiss, and went right back to their symphony of horny moans and sloppy fucking. Pleasure continued washing over them, though for how long was lost on the horny couple; so emersed in their embrace, they totally lost track of time.

``I'm about to cum mistress! I'm gonna cum!'' Carly cried, eventually reaching her limit.

``Go for it, babe,'' Lisa replied. ``You deserve it for being such a good femboy. In fact, ... I ORDER you to cum!'' The combination of the deep thrusting, being called a `good femboy', and her innate desire to obey her mistress' commands sent a long streak of cum rocketing out of her pecker, splattering all over her chest and face, finally giving her a much-coveted release. At the same time, she felt a warm flood filling her ass as the tiger growled in ecstasy.

Shortly after, Lisa pulled her cock out of the panda. Her once rock-hard dick hung flaccidly, as a river of cum poured out of the Cary's gaping, freshly bred hole. Cum similarly continued spilling out Carly's shrinking and shivering cock, though at a much slower trickle than before, like a faucet whose handle was left slightly loose. Her cum either collected in her fur or went running off her body and unto the bed, staining the sheets. All in all, it was a wet, sticky, and erotically smelly mess.

As Carly lay too numb to move, she felt two large paws pulling her on her side, then reaching down her back to unlock the handcuffs. With her newly freed and frail arms, she managed to push herself onto her back again for a more comfortable resting position. Turning to see her mistress, she saw the tiger slipping off her leather gloves and leather boots, tossing them - along with the handcuffs - in their closet.

``I'll be right back,'' Lisa said softly, walking out of Carly's sight. The whole session left her dazed. She didn't have the slightest idea where her dom went off to, what she was doing, or for how long. When the naked tiger finally hovered over the panda again, it was with a glass of ice water in one hand and some dry towels in the other. ``Here, drink this,'' she said as she handed the tuckered-out sub the beverage.

The panda sat up and reached for the glass. Her arms shook as she attempted to grip the cup and not drop it, nearly expending all of what little energy she had left. ``Thank you, mistress,'' the panda said coyly.

The tiger gave an amused giggle as she took a seat on the bed. ``Come on, Charlie. When sex is over, we go back to using our actual names. Or did I fuck you so hard, I thrusted that memory out of your head?''

Charlie likewise chuckled, both at his forgetfulness and his wife's crude joke. ``Well, you say that as a joke,'' he said between heavy breaths. ``But when I get overwhelmed as I did tonight, I struggle to think coherently... or remember things clearly in this case.'' The panda paused to take a sip. Refreshed, he continued ``Besides, with how quickly you can transition between being ordinary and domineering, it's sometimes hard to tell when to make the switch between being `Charlie' and `Carly'.''

``All the better for keeping you on your toes, my dear,'' Lisa said, before giving her husband a light peck on the lips. ``At least I'll be around to remind you when you forgot things.''

``Thank goodness for that,'' Charlie agreed, albeit in a snarky tone.

``Oh, careful now,'' Lisa responded in a strong tone, resembling but not quite the same as her authoritative dom tone. ``You don't want to be punished again, do you?''

``See, that is what I'm talking about,'' Charlie retorted with a flushed face, wanting to prove his point but also anxiously wondering if Lisa would follow through with that warning.

Instead, the tiger let out another giggle. ``All the better for teasing you too. Now, come over here and let me clean you.''

The panda finished his drink, put the glass on the nightstand, and scooted over. He rested himself on the mattress face up, within arm's reach of the feline, and went limp. Lisa meticulously wiped down every part of Charlie's body with one of the towels, cleaning off sweat and cum stains alike. He wasn't completely cleaned - some of the cum had dried up and left parts of his black and white fur crusty, and nothing short of a hot shower would have helped with the smell - but at least he was dry enough to sleep comfortably.

``Well, that's the best I can do for now.'' With a job done well enough, the tiger used the spare towel to repeat the process for herself. When she finished with that, Lisa tossed the moist towels to the foot of the bed, laid beside the half-asleep panda, and pulled the blankets over them. ``We'll take a proper shower tomorrow morning.''

``Kind of a shame'', Charlie sleepily whispered. ``I was hoping that we could take a shower so that we wouldn't go to sleep while we were so smelly.''

``Well, I would, but I'm getting tired,'' his equally sleepy wife excused.

``You are just on a roll today,'' the panda teased. ``First, our anniversary dinner. And now our shower. What else are you going to put off because of your exhaustion?''

``You're skating on some thin ice, Charlie.'' The tiger's stern tone would have suggested she was angry. But a quick glance towards her showed him Lisa's smile, reassuring him that it was just playful banter.

Then a sudden realization hit the panda. ``Oh, crap!''

``What's wrong?,'' Lisa, caught surprised by her husband's sudden jolt.

``We left a big mess in the other room.'' Charlie started climbing out of bed. ``I gotta go...''

He was stopped by a tiger's paw gripping his hand and pulling him back in bed. ``Damn it, Charlie,'' Lisa sighed in relief. ``With how shocked you were, I'd thought the house burst into flames. Don't scare me like that.'' She continued pulling Charlie to her until his back made contact with her front, and her arms wrapped around his chest.''

``Sorry for scaring you, sweetie. But I still have to...''

``You don't have to do a thing,'' the tiger firmly retorted. ``I took care of everything when I left the bedroom.''

As Charlie thought about it, he vaguely recalled that it took a while before Lisa came back with the ice water and towels. But he had been so dazed, he wasn't sure exactly how long it had been. ``You cleaned it all up?''

Lisa went off listing her work. ``Dishes are washed and drying in the dish rack. Clothes are in the laundry bin, both my work clothes and your maid outfit. And the leftover dinner is packed in plastic Tupperware in the fridge. And here you were saying I was putting off my responsibilities.''

``You know,'' Charlie playfully said, ``I thought the maid is supposed to do that kind of work.''

``You have done more than enough tonight,'' Lisa replied. ``Now, it's time for YOU to rest.'' Charlie chuckled, amused with how Lisa turned the tables on him with that sentence and mirrored his own words.

``Thank you, sweetie,'' Charlie whispered.

``Thank you, too, honey... for everything,'' Lisa responded. ``And I'm sorry for going at you so hard.''

``That's alright, Lisa,'' Charlie.

``But I got you moaning pretty hard. I should have taken it slow and easier, especially since it was your first time in handcuffs. You must have felt so overwhelmed and vulnerable. And that's not even mentioning how much I went nuts because you were watching the TV, with the rough spanking and the degradation. I totally let the power and lust go to my head. And that wasn't remotely fair to you, because you put your trust in me to get you acting submissively and put you in subspace, not lash out against you for something so small. Had it not been for your present reminding me of how much you do for me, that you were so willing to play along to my kinks ... Oh, shit. I can't even imagine what I would have done to you.'' Though he couldn't see he face from behind him, Charlie could tell from Lisa's wavering voice that she was tearing up a bit at the thought of hurting him.

``I was okay. I promise,'' the panda said as assertively and softly as he could. ``Now, I will admit, it was a bit much every now and then. But if it had gone too far, I promise that I would have used the safeword.'' Lisa had remained quiet for a moment, her only reaction being to tighten her hold on the panda's chest.

``You've always been so good for me, babe,'' the tiger finally said in a partly weepy voice.

``So have you,'' Charlie said for comfort.

The naked couple then went quiet, enjoying each other's embrace under the covers, dozing off into their much-deserved rest.

``Hey,'' Lisa said, breaking the silence a short while later. ``I just remembered. It's Saturday tomorrow, meaning I'll have the next two days off.''

``Yeah... What about it?,'' Charlie confirmed, in his sleepy voice.

The tiger leaned in, whispering into the panda's ear. ``Well, how about I fuck you again over the entire weekend?''

That question snapped the panda out of his sleepy stupor, wide-eyed out of shock at what his wife just suggested. ``Wh-What?''

``You heard me,'' the tiger replied in her sly voice, clearly having recovered from her previous bad mood. ``Oh, I can see it now. You laying on the bed, bound by those handcuffs, at the end of my cock, moaning my name as I pound you and tease you ceaselessly over two whole days.'' At that same moment, Charlie was feeling something hot and hard poking against his leg.

``Oh, man. Is she getting hard at the thought of fucking me again for so long, after our exhaustive sex tonight?'' The panda shivered at the idea, his face blush red. ``Will I even have the energy for all that? Why does she have to tease me when we just got with sex and are trying to sleep?''

``On second thought,'' Lisa added, ``maybe not the ENTIRE weekend. After all, we still need to celebrate our anniversary properly.''

That thought caught Charlie by surprise. ``What was that?''

``Are your eyes working okay?,'' the tiger questioned in jest. ``In case you forgot from our long night, you planned a wonderful evening dinner for our wedding anniversary. But we didn't get to enjoy it together. So, how about we do it properly?''

The panda's anxiety quickly dissipated over this offer. ``Really?''

``Of course,'' Lisa confirmed, in a tone communicating a `no shit, Sherlock' attitude. ``I meant what I said before, how it wasn't fair to you that we weren't going to go along with your heartfelt plan just because I was tried. Hell, I might have rubbed salt in the wound by finding the energy to fuck you so dominantly.'' The tiger reached over the panda's body and rolled him to face her, showing him her loving smile. ``Doing things right, even if it is late, is the least I can do you. Because you deserve it.''

Joyful tears once more leaked from Charlie's eyes, touched by Lisa's words.

``You do deserve it, babe,'' the tiger reassured, giving a loving smooch to his lips. ``So, to recap: we'll celebrate our anniversary properly, and spend the rest of the time having sex. Oh, and you can wear that jewelry I got you, as I had thought of earlier. And when we're all done, I'll give you a nice long bath. I'll make it especially long and refreshing, worth three days' worth of aftercare - that's two days for the weekend, and one day for tonight. And then I'll give you so many cuddles, kisses, and praises. Because you deserve those too. What do you think of that?''

``That DOES sound good,'' Charlie thought, comforted at the mention of his wife's plans for a proper celebration and her aftercare. ``Besides, it would make for a fun time, being at her mercy again.'' Now the panda himself was getting slightly erect, blushing in eagerness for what his domineering wife was going to do to him. He leaned in to return her kiss. ``I'd say that is a wonderful idea, mistress.''  ", "pools_count": 0, "title": "Welcome Home (One-Shot)", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "application/msword", "pagecount": "1", "rating_id": "2", "rating_name": "Adult", "ratings": [ { "content_tag_id": "4", "name": "Sexual Themes", "description": "Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal", "rating_id": "2" } ], "submission_type_id": "12", "type_name": "Writing - Document", "guest_block": "f", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "2", "views": "491" }