Legends of Belariath

Kittiara - Tales of Tanj

Sahajoli

Stardate 2397.16

Kabbazah

Tanj stood where the guard directed her to, one paw rubbing the wrist of the other. She was new to the academy, new to being constantly chained, new to being constantly naked. She knew she wasn’t supposed to meet anyone’s gaze, and yet her curiosity always seemed to get the better of her, and as she stood, she cast covert looks around the room. This was one of the biggest rooms she’d been in yet, probably a good ten meters by fifteen meters. Both walls were lined with mirrors, and handrails, and Tanj thought of the pictures she'd seen of ballerinas practicing….. and shuddered as she imagined herself doing some sort of leg lift, one paw on the rail, her sex widely exposed for all to see. Dragging her gaze away from the railing and the mirrored wall she again took a look around the room. The twenty female slaves were being spaced out through the room, well beyond arms reach of each other, and Tanj wondered what they were in for now…… She stood with her paws at her side, resisting the urge to cover herself, knowing things like that were NOT permitted here…. Still, she just wasn’t used to being naked in from of so many people, ESPECIALLY the three obviously male guards…..

Movement at the front of the room drew her attention, and she found herself looking at a nude female Rottweiler….. Almost nude…. Instead of the ever-present collar, this one wore a belt, with a card key dangling from it… and a leather quirt, a short, muti-stranded whip. From her bearing, if nothing else, she was obviously the instructor. Sometimes in the Academy it was hard to tell. Her hair was dark and short, and her body muscular… almost to the point of being so muscular she’d lost her femininity….. As Tanj tried to watch without watching; from her demeanor, from her movements, somehow, the term “bitch” came to mind…..

“All right, Slaves, its time to start your physical training. No flabby bodies at the Academy! Good muscle tone will make you more attractive, and help you get a better owner! Lets start with fifty jumping jacks!” Tanj watched, and tried to follow, her loose hair flying as she jumped and moved…… Although she’d thought she was in pretty good shape, by the end of the fifty, she was panting…. “OK, everyone on your backs, hands behind your necks; on the count of three, lift your heels off the floor, legs straight, and hold them for a count of ten…..”

Tanj heard the “thwack” and turned to look; one of the slaves, a somewhat overweight chinchilla, wasn’t keeping up, and one of the guards had stepped forward to “encourage” her with a touch of his riding crop. Blinking, grunting, Tanj redoubled her efforts, trying hard not to fall behind……

By the time they got to the push-ups, all three guards were busy; no one was keeping up with the instructor, despite her shouts and the guards’ whips. Tanj was panting, struggling, feeling as if her arms were about to fall off… and then one of the riding crops landed on her ass, galvanizing her off the floor. Muttering to herself, she wondered how long this would last……

It was with great relief that Tanj finally brought herself to a sitting position; the Instructor Bitch had called a halt, and the Cheetah sat panting, not caring if she was in the proper posture or not….. Dimly, past the blood pounding in her ears, she heard the Instructor say something about how now that they were warmed up, they could go into the next room and the exercise machines….. Lifting her head she groaned as the guards opened double doors, and gestured to the class……

Tanj shook her head and struggled to comply with her instructions; it seemed that it hadn’t taken long for her to draw the Instructor’s attentions…. Like all Cheetahs, Tanj found she could put out an incredible burst of strength… but that she had little endurance. Even with the weight machine set at a modest amount, she was having difficulty doing the twenty “reps” the instructor was demanding. Even the occasional swat of the riding crop was doing little to encourage her. Finally, with what to her was Herculean effort, she completed the last one. Panting, she jerked her body from the seat, making way for another fem. Panting hard, she missed the Instructor’s motions, until one of the guards brought his quirt down on her ass. Jumping, she looked around. The Rotweiler bitch was standing by the leg lift machine, gesturing at her……

Tanj was exhausted. Tread mills and stationary bicycles; rowing machines and a dozen types of weight machines. They’d cycled each of the slaves through them all. The only real break of any kind had been when a vixen had gotten her tail caught; it was one of those machines where you reach up and grab the handlebars, and as you pulled down, the stack of weights behind you went up… Well apparently she’d swished her tail behind her as she pulled down and when she’d let the handlebar go back up, she’d gotten a real pain in the tail. While the guards extricated her, the Instructor just laughed and commented on how she’d never had that problem, wiggling her tight butt with her very-short docked tail. Tanj was sorry for the Vixen, but had found the short breather while the guards and instructor were otherwise occupied a Godsend.

Finally the guards opened another set of double doors. Tanj expected them to be all herded out to form into a coffle, but the next room was very similar to the first, with exercise mats lining the floor and mirrors on the walls. Catching a flicker of motion, Tanj looked up, eyes widening as she realized that the ceiling was mirrored as well. No escape from the image of her own shocking nudity! Once again the guards spaced the slaves out. Groaning to herself, Tanj waited to see what they’d do next…..

The instructor followed them in, passing among them, her quirt slapping here or there to adjust some girl’s posture, or position. Finally she stood in front of them, hands on hips, gazing at them; “now the fun starts. We’ve exercised your main muscle groups, but there’s one that has yet to receive attention; these are the Pubo-Coccygeal and Kegel muscles…..” The Instructor paused, watching, her gaze flitting from face to face. Tanj frowned slightly; she’d heard those terms before, but couldn’t remember…… Suddenly it dawned on her what the Instructor was talking about….. The Bitch grinned; “Ah, I see recognition on some of your faces. Yes! That’s RIGHT! We’re going to train the muscles surrounding your vagina!

The Instructor then quoted from an ancient tome; something called the “Kama Sutra;” The female must ... close and constrict the Yoni until it holds the Lingam as with a finger, opening and shutting at her pleasure, and finally acting as the hand of the Gopala-girl who milks the cow. This can be learned only by long practice, and especially by throwing the will into the part affected, even as men endeavor to sharpen their hearing ... Her husband will then value her above all women, nor would he exchange her for the most beautiful queen in the Three Worlds ... Among some races the constrictor vaginae muscles are abnormally developed. In Abyssinia, for instance, a women can so exert them as to cause pain to a man, and, when sitting on his thighs, she can induce orgasm without moving any other part of her person. Such an artist is called by the Arabs Kabbazah, literally, a holder, and it is not surprising that slave dealers pay large sums for her." With a grin, the Instructor closed the book and growled; “All the female students of the Academy receive the advanced training that will make them “Kabbazah” or “holders”….

Tanj watched, in a state between shock and amazement; they were going to train WHAT? As she gazed at the Rotweiler bitch, the Instructor folded her arms behind her back, and with a wide grin, lectured the class: “With well-exercised vaginal muscles, the stimulation of both the clitoris and the G-spot will increase during intercourse. When the muscles of the pelvic floor contracts, during orgasm or by a conscious contraction, the labia will move too. The little hood that is created over the clitoris where the labia minora meet will glide back and forth over it. Direct Stimulation of the Clitoris, WITHOUT touching it! The same phenomenon will happen, but to a lesser extent, when the penis is moved back and forth in the vagina. But the more exercised the vaginal muscles are, the greater this “involuntary” stimulation of the clitoris and the G-spot will be!”

Tanj listened to what the Instructor was saying, her skepticism rising to the surface; “the Academy doesn’t do ANYTHING for ANYONE for nothing. Here it sounds like they’re going to be giving us a great gift….. but what’s in it for THEM?”

The Instructor was rattling on, as Tanj’s attention jerked back; “… further more, strong muscles contain more of the capillaries that help fill the clitoris with blood. Its when the clitoris swells and rises that it becomes more sensitive and can receive and send signals of pleasure through your body….”

Tanj looked down at herself, her gaze traveling between her breasts towards her mons; for a moment she wondered what a muscular vagina looked like? Blinking she looked back up at the instructor, wondering what HERS looked like.

Somehow she had the thought that she was likely to find out……

“You’ll find that exercising these muscles will make it easier for you to reach orgasm. It’ll make your orgasms stronger and better, as the muscles you’re exercising are the same as are used during orgasm. It’ll make your vagina more sensitive; you’ll feel more. When squeezing, you’ll feel your partner MUCH better inside. It’ll simply heighten your sexual satisfaction!” Tanj’s attention snapped back as the Instructor shifted; “now here’s how we’ll begin. Lay on your back on the mat, in the “Frog” position”….” For a moment the room was full of the rustling as all the slaves complied. The Instructor was strolling among them again, her quirt flicking out here and there; “No, you Idiot! The FROG position! Knees bent! Pads of your feet touching each other!” Tanj shifted, bringing the pads of her feet face to face, her heels just inches from her now VERY exposed sex, moving quickly to mimic the other students, the ones who apparently had known what the Frog position was…. Trying to follow the Instructor’s movements, Tanj’s face burned with embarrasment……

“OK, now, I want each of you to insert ONE, and only one finger into your vagina. I don’t care if you use the left or right hand, and I don’t care which finger you use; you just have to have something in there to squeeze against…..” Tanj’s face blushed even hotter and she raised her head to look down her body; there, leaning against the wall, was a guard, looking RIGHT at her. Reluctantly, she moved one paw down over her stomach, across her mons, until the heel of her paw rested on her mound. Grunting, she worked her middle finger into her snatch, surprised to find out it wasn’t as dry as she thought it would be…….

“All right; now, imagine the two interior walls of your vagina, the front and the rear. Try to bring them together as if you were trying to stop a jet of urine. Keep your stomach muscles relaxed. You might find it advantageous to put your other paw there, to feel how tense you are. Don’t press your buttocks together, not even if you feel the muscles in your bottom straining….. Now lets hold that for a count of six; One one thousand, Two two thousand…..

Tanj’s gaze flicked upwards to the guard. He was still watching her. Grunting, she tried to squeeze as hard as she could, surprised at how weakly her sex gripped her finger. As the instructor reached six six thousand, Tanj relaxed, letting her head fall back to the mat; maybe if she pretended the guard wasn’t there……

The Bitch nodded and then grinned; “OK, now do it again. We’ll do forty reps, rest, and then do another forty. Ready? Squeeze! One one thousand… Two two thousand….” Tanj closed her eyes, and tried hard to squeeze, feeling herself move around her finger. Concentrating she tried to make the right muscles do what she wanted….. As she squeezed, she wondered what kind of an exam THIS class was going to have?

The Instructor walked amongst the students, talking as they “exercised”…. “You’ll find that if your Master or Mistress ever wants to breed you, this will make childbirth much easier, and your muscles will regain strength much faster after the birth.” As she struggled to control herself, Tanj frowned; “Childbirth? They can DO that to me? They can make me……? The HELL they will!” Evidently, the look on her face betrayed her emotions, as the sudden sting of a lash across her left thigh suddenly snapped her back. Her eyes flying open wide, Tanj stared up into the grinning face of one of the guards. He nodded as if knowing just what was on her mind, as if to say “yes, they CAN do that with your body, if they so choose.” Tanj just groaned, and turned her mind back to what she was supposed to be doing. But deep down inside, a part of her still rebelled at the thought.

“But most of all, for your Master, your efforts in this area will make a tremendous difference. You’ll be tighter, and you’ll be able to pull and squeeze his cock. And that will make you all the more valuable to him.” Tanj panted softly, thinking “ah, now there’s the REAL reason they’re doing this. One more “talent” to charge for! If we’re more valuable to our Masters, then we’ll command a higher selling price for the academy!” Grunting softly, clenching down yet again, Tanj wondered if it would be a better strategy to skimp on these exercises, or to try and excel at them? A poor result would lead to her commanding a lower price, and hence a more menial position upon graduation. Would her chances for escape be better from a brothel, or a bar, than from a mansion, or some large corporation? At the moment she couldn’t decide…. As she wondered, her mind weighing the alternatives, the Bitch called a halt to the exercises, commanding them all to rise, to form a coffle….

Tanj lounged in the steaming hot water of the baths. Her muscles were sore, unused to the harsh regimen imposed upon them that day. As she slowly ran her paws over her fur, under the water, trying to get all the soap out of her fur, she looked through the steam at the other girls in the tub. Marla was there, up to her chin in the water, a funny look on her face. Moving carefully across the tub, Tanj moved up against her left side, intending to ask her what she thought of their Kegel exercises….. The She-Wolf’s eyes opened to a slit and she smiled; suddenly Tanj’s right paw was caught, under the water, as the She-Wolf moved, directing her paw to Marla’s crotch. “Tanj, stick your finger in there and tell me if you think I can clench down tight enough?” Tanj felt her index finger slip between the Wolf’s labia, and then felt the velvet walls of her pussy contract around her finger. “Ummmmm, yeah, Marla, I think you can do that real well; you can get a lot tighter than I can……” Tanj almost levitated out of the water as the Wolf’s paw found her own crotch, to slide a finger into her pussy. “Show me, Tanj; how tight can YOU get?” Tanj bit her lower lip and concentrated, clenching down. Marla grinned; “I dunno, I think you’re pretty good yourself…..”

Kayla the otter drifted a little closer, moving in from the other side of the she-Wolf. “My sisters and I used to play a game with each other. We’d take one of those disposable bottles of douche, insert the neck (still full of fluid, of course) into our pussies and then see who could hold it up the longest, using only those muscles. It took me four months of practice before I could beat my older sister! Here, feel for yourself…..” Tanj suddenly found her other paw captured, tugged across the She-Wolf’s body, one finger enveloped by the Otter’s pussy. The Cheetah’s eyes widened as Kayla grinned, clenching down with amazing force; “Ooooooo, Marla, you have GOT to feel this!”

Tanj lay on the straw in the slave kennels. Her legs were in the frog position, one finger within her pussy, as she clenched down, practicing. She couldn’t believe that Kayla, of all people, was so practiced at this! It seemed like almost anything related to the Academy, and by extension, to sex turned the otter off….. and here she and her sisters had been playing the most naughty of games…… And Marla seemed to think it was SO neat! Feeling like she was being left behind, the Cheetah clenched down, and slowly counted to six…..

Hearing a rustling, Tanj’s eyes flew open, her head turning; there, on the other side of the bars was a guard, a gray Wolf, standing there, watching. Her face burning in shame, Tanj rolled over onto her belly, turning away from him. The guard just chuckled and strolled on…….

Tanj panted as she walked on the treadmill; the exercise course was steadying down to a set routine. Each day the students were demanded to go a little bit further, and as much as she hated to admit it, she knew her muscles were firming up, her endurance building. She’d started walking, and had then moved up to a trot, and then to a run, and then back down to a trot; now she was in the “cool down” phase, her chest heaving…. As she walked, her legs still moving faster than she’d like, she wondered if the Academy really did have the treadmills and the stationary bicycles hooked into generators…..

As they were ushered into the next room, Tanj sat where she was told. Some of the…… “humiliation” of the Kegel exercise class was beginning to wear off, and in a strange fashion, she found herself almost looking forward to it… at least as much as she looked forward to ANYTHING in this God-forsaken place. The Instructor, still nude except for her belt supporting the quirt and the card-key, padded through them, to stand, paws behind her back, chest thrust out, to growl; “All right, class; you know the basic drill… I want you to lay back, and start your exercises. I’ll let you count to yourselves. As you work, I want to review the basic anatomy, to make sure you know as much as possible about what you’re doing……”

Tanj lay back, squirming a little to get comfortable; the heel of her right paw rested on her mons as she worked her index finger into her pussy; her left paw rested on her stomach. Clenching down, she started a slow count as the Rotweiler bitch started to lecture…..

“The part of your body including your hip bones is the Pelvic area. At the bottom of the Pelvis, several layers of muscle stretch between your legs. This is the "Pelvic Floor.” The muscles attach to the front, back and sides of the Pelvic bone. Two pelvic muscles do most of the work. The biggest one stretches like a hammock. The other is shaped like a triangle. The Bulbospongiosus, or constrictor cunni muscles compress the vestibular bulb and constricts the vaginal orifice. The combination of Puborectalis, Pubococcygeus, Pubovaginalis and Iliococcygenus is called the Levator ani and they all work to elevate the pelvic floor. The Pubovaginalis draws the vagina forward and superiorly. The Sphincter Urethrae compresses the urethra and the vagina….”

Tanj grunted, trying to clench as tightly on the twelfth rep as she had on the first, thinking to herself “now there’s more information than I need; why should I care what the names of the muscles are? All I need to do is to be able to control ‘em!” The Rotweiler strolled among the students, watching, continuing her monolog; “As you can see, there are plenty of muscle groups down there; when you become talented at controlling each one, you’ll be surprised at what you can do…… Now, as you’ve been working the past couple of days, I’m sure you’ve all realized that as you do this, you become sexually aroused. Some of you have been found “practicing” on your own, in the baths or the kennels. That’s fine. No punishments for touching yourself AS LONG AS ITS PART OF THE EXERCISES! The Academy WANTS you to develop these muscles. Therefor, it will be one of the FEW ways in which you can masturbate, or become aroused by yourself! However, I must warn you, masturbation is only a COMPLIMENT to the Kegel exercises, NOT a substitute! You MUST use your muscles a lot during masturbation if there’s to be any gain! IF we think you’re using it as an excuse, there WILL be punishments! Now, here’s how to get more enjoyment out of doing your exercises….”

Tanj listened in amazement as the Bitch told them just how to combine pleasure with the exercises. Shaking her head she thought to herself; “They must REALLY want us to learn this, if they’re willing to go THAT far……” And then she giggled to herself, thinking of Marla, thinking the Wolf fem was going to stroke herself to oblivion, given this as an excuse….

Tanj’s attention snapped back as the Rotweiler bitch growled; “OK, I want you to shift your pattern now; as you contract, as you hold it, between the fifth and sixth seconds, I want you to add three fast contractions, squeezing even harder….” Tanj closed her eyes, clenching down as the Instructor started counting, listening, and as she reached Five, Tanj tried to pulse her vaginal muscles three times fast. Distressed at her lack of control, she never even heard the Instructor count “Six”… The slap across one thigh brought her back, her eyes flying open wide; the Rotweiler was staring right down into her face; “not working like you want it to?” Timidly, trouble shook her head from side to side. The Rotweiler just nodded; “Keep trying; it’ll come.” Straightening the bitch looked around the room; “OK, lets do it AGAIN! ONE one thousand, and SQUEEZE…. Two two thousand…. Hold it now…..”

Tanj’s mind seemed to be centered on her pussy, aware of herself like she’d never been before; as the Instructor’s words echoed distantly, she concentrated, squeezing, using her finger to measure what muscles did what, seeking with increasing frustration, a way of controlling her own body. As she worked, she was aware of how hot this was all making her, of how her pussy was literally dripping. Stealing a quick moment, she twisted her paw a little, her thumb stroking across her hard clitty, smearing her juices….. For a moment she thought she was going to climax, but somehow she fought it down, not wanting to do THAT in front of the guards, in front of the instructor, or the other slaves……. As she worked, some part of her mind turned away in disgust at the feelings she was experiencing, at the things she was doing…..

As she strolled among the students, the Instructor growled; “Begin the contraction movement from your anus, where the “kegel-muscles” begin. Then contract forward, upward. Presumably it will feel harder to contract the higher-up muscles in your vagina; however, these muscles should be developed, as they’ll be more favorable in stimulating the G-spot. Don’t neglect them! If you have to, put one hand on your stomach to make sure its relaxed. Breathe out while you squeeze!

Tanj’s concentration was broken when one of the slaves let out an audible moan; glancing over to her left she watched in amazement as the Ferret’s body shuddered and arched; she’d obviously stroked herself to a climax, an event normally QUITE forbidden in the Academy….. The Academy WANTED its students to be a little sexually frustrated, a little eager for a good climax, and self- abuse was generally quite forbidden…. But in this case the guards just smiled and the Instructor nodded almost in agreement with the Ferret’s actions. Scarcely missing a beat the Rotweiler Bitch continued on with her count, continuing the exercises….

After what seems to Tanj like hours, but what was actually more like half way through the exercise period, the Instructor growled; “we’re going to change the pattern again. Tighten a little, count to five; tighten a little more, count to five, tighten as hard as possible, count to five; relax a little, count to five, relax a little more, count to five, and then relax completely. Got that? OK, Start! One one thousand, Two two thousand, …”

As she tried to modulate the response of her muscles, Tanj realized that her nose was full of the scents of aroused females. “I know I’m Dripping” she growled to herself; “But I guess I’m not the only one.” Glancing to one side and then the other, she wondered if any of the other slaves felt as embarrassed as she felt? Closing her eyes, concentrating on what she was doing and the sensations her exercises brought, she decided it was hard to say. Some might be, but others were obviously, wantonly, enjoying themselves…...

Finally the Instructor gave them leave to stop, and to sit up. Grinning at them, the Bitch informed them that at the end of the week, and at the end of every week until the end of their stay at the academy, their progress would be evaluated. Those not moving along as desired would be punished. Grinning wider, she growled; “Those that meet, or exceed their goals will find that such an accomplishment is its own reward. You’ll see what I mean….” Strolling over to one of the slaves, a rather petite bunny, she looked down and growled; “stick your finger into my cunt, and I’ll show you what well developed muscles are…. With a somewhat bewildered look on her face the Bunny tentatively stretched out one paw, her index finger held out…. The Rotweiler grinned wider and grabbed the slave’s paw, jerking it towards her, roughly stuffing the proffered finger into her sex. Releasing the Bunny’s wrist, the Rotweiler’s face contorted as she stressed her muscles, obviously straining. “Now try and pull it out”… The bunny’s eyes widened in surprise as she tugged downwards, timidly at first and then almost desperately; it was obvious that try as she might she COULDN’T pull her finger out! Finally, after what seemed like several minutes, the Rotweiler relented and the bunny was able to pull her finger out…. Looking rather relieved.

Tanj’s eyes opened at the sound of quiet giggling. She was resting in the baths, letting her body soak in the heat from the steaming water, letting her muscles relax. Peering through the steam she saw Marla and Kayla huddled together. Rising, drifting across the tub, she looked from face to face; “what’s going on?” Kayla’s eyes flashed to check the position of the guard and then she whispered; “we’re seeing who’s tighter. I still think I’m tighter than the Wolf here, but Marla says she’s just as tight.” Marla giggled; “Hey, you’re an “independent observer”…. YOU tell us who’s tighter!” Tanj was about to object, to demur, when furry paws caught her arms, dragging her closer. Marla pressed Tanj’s left paw to her crotch, while the Otter took possession of her right paw. Suddenly, Tanj found her index fingers gripped by both girl’s sexes! Tanj looked from face to face, and then shrugged; “I have to agree with Marla; you’re both about the same…..” Kayla made a face and relaxed, moving back against the wall of the tub a little… and then a smile lit her face; “and how are YOU coming with your exercises, Tanj? How tight are YOU?” Before Tanj could move, Marla had moved closer, roughly driving a finger into the Cheetah’s sex as she purrred; “Squeeze for me, Tanj; show me how tight YOU are!” Tanj looked at the Wolf in shock and amazement for a moment, but then shrugged and concentrated, tensing her muscles, gripping the Wolf’s finger. Marla’s eyes went open wide and she gasped; “Tanj Dear, you’re TIGHT!” Tanj chuckled and sighed; “Yeah, but I can’t hold it for long. No endurance…….” Marla nodded slowly; “Now that you’re going to have to work on, especially if what I think is coming actually comes….” Tanj opened her mouth to ask what THAT might be, but a stern look from a guard forced her back against the side of the tub, her mouth closing, her question unspoken…..

Tanj stood on the exercise mat, her arms crossed in front of her chest as she pressed the space between thumb and forefinger against the insides of her upper arms, tensing her muscles. The Exercise was supposed to be good for the muscles that supported her breasts, and while she didn’t really object to strengthening them, or to this particular exercise, what she did object to was the way that one guard, the Stoat, watched how her chest moved as she exercised…. watched SO intently…. He was staring right AT her! Blushing, she found herself staring back, unable to find anywhere else to look…… The subsequent push-ups were almost a relief, and as she grunted, Tanj noted the Stoat moving around the wall, to fasten his gaze on another girl’s ass, with equal intensity……

The Rotweiler was in the Kegel exercise room when Tanj was let in, with the other slaves; she’d barely taken her place when the Bitch growled; “today we try a few more variants. I want you to all remain standing this time. As you squeeze, I want you to rise to tiptoes. Now, as soon as you’re ready, I want you to contract your muscles for three seconds, and then relax for three; repeat that ten times. We start… now! Squeeze!…. One one thousand, Two two thousand….

Tanj had barely had time to work one finger into her sex before the Instructor started her count; to her surprise she found herself already wet… could she really be anticipating the class that much? Putting that thought aside, she grinned to herself and worked her muscles hard, thinking that she wasn’t about to let Marla, or Kayla get the better of her in this……

“All right, now I want you to squeeze and release as rapidly as possible for a count of 25. Ready? Start! One, one thousand, Two, two thousand….” Tanj listened to the count as she tried to flutter her muscles, feeling the response on her finger; grumbling to herself she fought for control of her muscles, trying to make them squeeze faster and faster, oblivious to her surroundings…..

“All right, Class; now we’re going to do something a little more difficult. I want you to try and imagine you’re trying to draw your finger INTO your vagina, and to hold it for three seconds. We’ll repeat this three times. Ready? Start!” Tanj blinked and thought to herself “Draw it INTO my pussy? HOW? In confusion, she tried tensing from the bottom up. As the Rotweiler counted, Tanj wondered if she was actually accomplishing anything… was such a degree of control of her muscles possible?

“Now, Class, we’re going to do just the opposite. Imagine you’re trying to eject something from your vagina, holding that feeling for three seconds. Lets see if you can force those fingers out of your pussies! Ready? Start!” Tanj smiled to herself; this seemed a little easier, and sure enough, as she concentrated, it seemed as if her sex was trying to expel her finger. Grunting with effort, she worked her muscles, trying to improve her control…..

Tanj lay on her side, facing the concrete wall of her kennel, feigning sleep. One arm, hopefully hidden from view, was pressed hard down the front of her body, her middle finger buried in her twat. Hoping the guards wouldn’t know what she was doing, Tanj struggled to control her muscles. The Instructor had said that she should be able to pull something into her pussy, but she just couldn’t seem to figure out HOW. Squeezing yet again, she tried to figure it all out…..

The Guard watched the Cheetah’s tail twitch and jerk, and smiled; he knew she wasn’t asleep, and he thought he knew what she was up to….. and if it was that class this group started a few days ago, well, he didn’t need to interfere. The Academy wanted them practiced at that, and therefore he’d let her work at it… unless of course she got too vocal……..

Tanj shuddered, and snuck a quick stroke, her thumb rubbing over her clitty…… as much as she hated to admit it, this “work” was thrilling, in a way……. And she was getting to the point where the exercises were becoming more than just work… she’d always taken pride in her abilities…. But this? Was this something she could take pride in? Kayla, the otherwise shy and repressed Otter seemed to delight in her abilities in this area. Marla? Tanj snorted; couldn’t judge by HER….. Even if she DID master this, dare she Ever tell ANYONE about it? Still, she thought, there would be times when SOMEONE else would know….. Loosing her train of thought as her thumb stroked back and forth, her breathing quickened, and her body shuddered as her climax blossomed. As she struggled to hold her body still, to keep from crying out, she felt her pussy spasm and contract around her finger, tugging at her, and suddenly she knew how………

The guard watched the cheetah roll onto her back, legs splayed. As he’d thought, she was diddling herself, and from the look on her face, she’d just climaxed…. But she didn’t seem to be stopping there…… Moving quietly, the guard stalked forward…..

Tanj grinned widely, clenching her muscles again, feeling her pussy suck at her finger; it was a most marvelous sensation; the pressures were weak, but definite, and Tanj was certain that with practice she’d become stronger…… chuckling to herself she contracted her muscles, feeling the velvet walls of her pussy tug lightly at her finger one more time. Forgetting herself, the Cheetah let out a quiet “YESSSSS!”

The soft chuckle brought Tanj’s eyes open WIDE. The guard was RIGHT THERE, standing over her, inches away, separated only by the bars of her kennel! “you seem pleased with yourself, little slave; tell me what it is that pleases you so in the middle of the night.” Tanj blinked, and opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out…. The guard chuckled; “don’t worry, I’m not going to punish you; this group’s got special dispensation, for a while at least…..” Tanj nodded; “Um…. Ah, well, m..master, I just, um, well, figured out how to do something……” The guard nodded, and reached through the bars, to softly extract her paw from her crotch, replacing her finger with his own; “show me” he purrrred.

Tanj looked at the Ocelot, and swallowed hard, still not yet used to the indignity of having some stranger do that to her….. For a moment she considered showing him how she could push his finger from her sex, but after a moment, thought the better of it… “Maybe I SHOULD take pride in this” flashed through her mind…. “lets find out” came the following thought. Closing her eyes, she concentrated and squeezed, doing her best to suck his finger into her pussy….. The guard smiled, as he felt her contractions; “Yes, I see. I’m told that’s not easy to do. Not all the girls that pass through here ever learn how to do it right. But I think you need practice…. Do it again.” Tanj concentrated and clenched down again, trying hard to do it right…. “Yes, better” The guard purrred. Tanj let out a small moan as the guard’s finger stroked over her clitty; “see, you do good work, you get rewarded; now lets feel it again….”

Tanj panted, sweating hard; every time she worked her muscles around the guard’s finger correctly, he stroked her clitty…. And after an untold time practicing, he’d worked her into a lather, her pussy clenching around his finger almost frantically, milking him as she teetered on the edge of her release……

The guard smiled and pulled his finger out suddenly. Tanj’s eyes flew open, and she stifled a wail of protest, but then she saw what the guard was doing. Watching, her chest heaving, Tanj gazed on as the Ocelot removed his loincloth, revealing a raging erection. “get on hands and knees, put your legs through the bars, and back up against me; right now, I think you want this as much as I do…. Besides, its time you practiced your art on a real cock…….

Conflicting emotions raged through Tanj’s mind for a split second, and then she realized she DID want him…. And she did want to see what she could do with more than just a finger…. Doing as he bade her, she shifted, backing up against the bars, her pussy framed by two steel rods pressing into the globes of her ass…… The feel of the Ocelot’s cock pushing into her was both humiliating and heavenly…… she felt his paws on her hips, reaching through the bars, and then she heard him whisper; “show me what you can do, little slave….”

Tanj groaned and worked her muscles as she’d never worked them before; she squeezed him, pulled at him, pushed at him, fluttering her vaginal muscles around him, until she thought she’d drop from exhaustion… and as she worked she became hotter, wetter, more aroused……. The motions, the feelings were incredible, but nowhere near enough to get her off by themselves…. Not yet, anyways…. She’d just about resolved to move one paw beneath her, to stroke her own quim, when she felt the guard start to move………

With her ass pressed hard against the bars, Tanj savored the feeling of the guard fucking her, taking her, using her….. whether it was the novelty, or the long teasing, it seemed like only instants before her climax exploded behind her eyeballs, galvanizing her body… somewhere in the haze of her climax, she felt him cum within her, and she squeezed down HARD!

The guard grunted and with both paws on her rump, pulled back, until his cock fell from the Cheetah’s snatch. “That, missy, was VERY good. When you get done with your training, I bet you’ll be really something. But you’ve got a long way to go. Get some sleep. Classes start in a little over two hours.”

Tanj lay on the straw, her chest still heaving, smiling. “Really something, eh? Hmmmmmmm, yes…..”

“Today, Class, we’ll exercise in different positions. Remember, today is the first of the weekly exams. Now, everyone in the Missionary position! We’ll start with the rapid contractions…. Ready? Begin!”

Tanj shifted one more time. They’d gone through the whole exercise routine on their backs, legs widespread, and then on hands and knees, and then on their backs again with their knees against their chests, and then with just their shoulders and the soles of their feet touching the mats, with their hips thrust high in the air… It was while Tanj was in this position that the Instructor stopped between her legs, pulling her paw away from her crotch and shoving one of her own fingers into the Cheetah’s dripping snatch. Tanj followed the exercise routine as she directed, clenching her vaginal muscles as tight as she could, for as long as she could. Finally the Bitch jerked her finger out, and looked down at Tanj; “good muscle tone, but you’re having a problem holding it. You do much better on the rapid contractions, but have difficulty maintaining the pressure. Still, I suppose you pass, for this week. Best keep practicing, though….” Turning, the Rotweiler strode to the next girl; “OK, everyone into the “riding” position; on your knees, knees spread wide, torso vertical, back straight! As you squeeze, I want you to raise and lower yourself as if you were riding a nice hard cock! Ready? Begin!”

Tanj squatted, feet well spaced, as she struggled to hold her contraction; the Instructor had them doing squats as they exercised their vaginal muscles, and Tanj was panting from the exertion. Somehow she had to work on her endurance…. Three of the girls had flunked their first exam, and Tanj could only wonder what would happen to them. Whatever it was, she was sure she didn’t want it to happen to her…….

Marla shook her head; “I hear they got downgraded, shifted to the Academy’s “short course.” Kayla lay in the water, only the tip of her muzzle and the tips of her ears above the steaming water; “Yeah; they’ll be sold for a lot less than we will, and probably wind up in some cut-rate brothel somewhere… or sold to a mining camp, where they’ll be expected to work all day and fuck all night…..” Tanj just shook her head and shivered, despite the hot water; “I don’t know what the future holds for us, but I suppose commanding a better price is better than getting sold cheap…. I mean, they’ll be less likely to mistreat someone they paid a lot of money for, won’t they? Kayla and Marla just shot each other questioning looks, and finally Marla mumbled; “I hope so, Tanj, I hope so…..”

Still panting from her more normal exercises, Tanj followed the other slaves into the Kegel exercise room. Taking her accustomed position, the Cheetah smiled; there, where she normally knelt, was a simple polished wooden dildo laying on the exercise mat. As she knelt, eyes fixed on the phallus, the Rotweiler strode into the room; “This week, we’ll be getting more into aids to your Kegel exercises. As you probably have guessed, there are muscles further up your vagina, beyond where most fingers can reach. Today we’ll start working on them, and we’ve given you something a little longer to “work against”. OK, everyone in the Frog position, lets get those dildoes stuffed up where they belong!” Tanj was grinning, when the guard, also grinning, gave her a light slap with his quirt; they BOTH knew she was taking a little too long working that dildo into her sex……

“Did you SEE her?” Marla’s whisper was loud enough to make two guard’s heads turn, one of them taking three steps towards the wolf, before she sank under the waters of the bath in embarrassment. When she finally surfaced, the guard was still there; the whip catching her across her shoulders. “NO TALKING” the guard growled, and after a moment, glowering at the other fems in the tub, he stalked off. Marla hunched over in the water, eyes downcast, until she was sure he was gone. Straightening, she looked around, carefully scanning the horizon. Tanj smiled, thinking of ancient submarines and periscopes as the Wolf fem turned. “Yes,” whispered Kayla, much more quietly; “I SAW! I couldn’t BELIEVE what she could do!” Tanj nodded in agreement. The Rotweiler bitch had been chewing out one of the slaves for an inadequate performance. In order to demonstrate what they SHOULD be able to do, the bitch had snatched the dildo from the errant slave, pushed it into her own pussy, and then standing spread-legged, had proceeded to work the dong in and out of her sex, without using either hand…. Tanj had stared in amazement as the dildo slid in and out of the instructor’s sex, as if a phantom hand were moving it. Turning slowly, the Rotweiler glowered at the class; “When you can fuck yourself to a climax like this, THEN I might consider you as well trained; but until then, GET BACK TO WORK!” Tanj had grunted as she clenched her muscles around the wooden invader, watching as the Rotweiler did just that, the dong moving in and out of her muscular snatch until she shuddered through a short, sharp climax. Pulling the dong from her snatch, she thrust it into the paws of the slave she’d been chastising, and then had turned and stalked away. Looking up, Tanj raised an eyebrow at the Wolf fem; “so how long before YOU can pull that trick?” Marla just sighed and shrugged. Kayla for her part just groaned and sank beneath the water.

This time, when the slaves entered the exercise room, hot and sweaty from their exertions, there was something different on the mat at each of their positions. It was a shiny brass color, a warm red-gold…. It looked like two cones, with rounded bases, pointing at each other, their points joined by about four inches of rod. The cones were of different sizes, one having a base only about three centimeters in diameter, the other larger, having a diameter of about five centimeters. The rod connecting the points of the cones looked to be no more than a centimeter in diameter…… Tanj knelt in her usual position, thinking to herself; “Given this class, I have no DOUBT where this thing goes… but what’s it for? The Instructor entered, nude as usual, save for her belt and whip, and strode to the front of the class; holding up a similar dumbbell shape, this one a little larger, and chromed, she grinned at the class; “today we start weight training. Pick up your Kegel training dumbbell, and insert it into your pussies. Large end first.” So saying, she squatted a little, presenting the larger end of her own dumbbell against her pussy, pushing until it forced its way between her labia, and into her vagina. With a grin, she removed her paw, leaving the rod connecting the cones protruding from her labia, the smaller end of the dumbbell hanging between her legs. “OK, Slaves, lets see how long you can hold it there with no hands. EVERYONE; paws behind your necks! First one to drop feels my lash!”

Tanj stood, legs splayed, paws behind her neck, body trembling…. She’d been holding this thing within her for so long her muscles were cramping. And yet no one else had lost theirs yet. The Instructor had taken a position by the front of the class, her quirt in her right hand…. And the dumbbell between her legs was amazingly, slowly rising and falling. She looked as if she were holding herself on the edge of her climax, modulating her motions, neither too fast or too slow….. Tanj watched, marveling, wishing she could be so “in control”… of her muscles, her life, of ANYTHING…..

The instructor strolled among the struggling students. As she moved, she growled: "I can easily isolate the deeper muscles from the PC muscles. I would say there are definitely two different sets of muscles. There are three points I can control, the lower pelvic, vaginal opening, the deeper vaginal muscles and a point in between that I can ripple down or up from the specified sets. And it's definitely no rumor that some women can force a man to come by just using the vagina, rippling their vaginal muscles without moving their hips or body. I've done it. And soon, so will you."

The thump was followed by a soft moan. Barely daring to move, for fear of loosing her own dumbbell, Tanj twisted her head carefully, to see a petite mouse panting hard, bent over, paws on thighs. Between her feet, her dumbbell, glistening with her juices, lay on the mat. Next to her, a Siamese cat looked on, her face a mixture of continued concentration, strain, and relief. The Instructor strode through the class, to bend, to pick up the dumbbell. Handing it back to the Mouse, she growled; “You stay after class. Now put it back where it goes, and resume!”

Tanj’s knees were shaking; she was convinced they’d been there for hours, the class, this exercise seeming to stretch into eternity. Finally she thought she could hold it no more, and with a gasp, despite her best efforts, her brain shouting at her muscles to obey, she felt the thing slipping! Finding some last reserve, her body shuddering, she found whatever it took to stop its motion…. Then, as her eyes went wide, she felt the dumbbell inch back into her pussy. It was just a small motion, certainly no more than a millimeter or so, but the feeling was definite. Trying not to congratulate herself yet, Tanj was distracted by a thud to her left rear, and then almost immediately, another thud to her right front. As her head twisted, first to look behind her, and then in front of her, she gasped as the twin distraction caused her to loose what control she’d regained, her own dumbbell slipping out to smack the exercise mat with what sounded like a horrendous SMACK! The Rotweiler gestured to the Tigress behind her, and the Bunny in front of her, growling; “you two, stay after class too…..” And then her attention turned to Tanj. “You! Cheetah! I saw what you did! You let yourself get distracted! Lucky for you I only punish the first three to let ‘em drop! Stuff it back where it goes, and HOLD it!”

Biting her lower lip, Tanj struggled to hold the weight. She’d lost it three times so far. Marla had lost it twice, and to her amazement, Kayla had yet to loose hers once. She was tied with a Palomino Mare; both had turned to face each other, grinning at each other as if daring the other to loose it first. And of course the Instructor was still walking around, carrying hers as if it was nothing…… Shaking her head, the Cheetah wondered how many more years it would be until the class ended; it seemed as if they’d been doing it for a decade so far, at least…..

“OK, Class; that’s it, you can relax now. Everyone kneel. Tanj panted, and dropped the dumbbell into her paw, sinking gratefully down to the mat. As a guard came by, she deposited the metal monster into the box he carried. Moments later another guard paused before her, to hand the surprised Cheetah two metal balls, about four centimeters in diameter. One was heavy, and the other light, as if it were hollow. Blinking at the balls, Tanj looked up at the Instructor, who seemed to have a malicious grin on her face. When the guard had finished the Bitch grinned; “That’s right, my little slaves. Homework. The heavy ball goes in first, and then the light ball. You WILL hold them in; all the guards throughout the Academy have orders to whip anyone who looses them. You may remove them ONLY when you have to go to the bathroom, or if someone orders you to have sex. No exceptions! Now put ‘em in, stand up, and form a coffle! You’re going to be late for your next class!”

Tanj found herself walking a little bowlegged; every time she moved the heavy, upper ball clinked against the hollow lighter ball, driving it down against her most sensitive flesh. Just walking had brought her to the very edge of a climax… and then it hit her. What if they had to leave them in until the normal exercise period tomorrow! The thought of running on the treadmill like this made her shudder.

The guard looked at the Cheetah as she moaned, and he grinned. Were the Ben-wa balls causing her to have a climax? Or was the humiliation of the situation causing her to groan like that? Either way, he liked the way she looked; that expression on her face was simply marvelous…..

Sitting down on the step in the baths was shear delight, and Tanj groaned with relief. She could relax again, let her muscles go, let the hard stone of the step hold those damnable balls in. Looking through the steam, she shook her head; Marla was sitting there, swaying from side to side, front to back, as if to music playing in her head; she was deliberately making the balls dance within her….. Tanj sighed and shook her head; the Wolf fem probably didn’t care if anyone, or everyone saw her in the throes of a climax. Thinking back, Tanj remembered how the balls had driven her to a sharp climax as the coffle had moved from the beverage preparation and serving course to the protocols course… She was sure that all traffic in the corridor had come to a dead halt to watch as she staggered through her orgasm. She’d never been so embarrassed in her life… or had she? This place seemed to be one long embarrassment, one long humiliation after another. Looking up she caught Kayla’s face; the Otter just grinned, and drifted closer to whisper; “did you notice? I beat that Mare…..” Tanj just groaned and sank beneath the water.

Tanj smiled; she was finally getting the hang of it. For six long weeks they’d been in the Kegel exercise course, and as per her usual, her grades were mixed; she seemed to be developing nicely in getting her muscles to do just what she wanted…. Right now she was standing, knees bent slightly, paws behind her back, as the dumbbell, a heavier one than the one she’d started with, moved up and down within her pussy, seemingly of its own accord. The Rotweiler bitch watched, and then nodded approvingly. “OK, now turn it over and do that with the small end” the instructor growled. Tanj obediently pulled the device from her pussy, and turning it over, pushed the smaller of the two cones into herself. This was more difficult; there was less to work against….. and it was difficult to just hold it within herself, let alone move it. With a look of fierce concentration on her face, she struggled to control rapidly tiring muscles…. For that was her downfall; she could do almost anything requested of her… for a while. But she tired easily. Grunting, she made the dumbbell rise and fall three times, and then yelped and clenched down hard to keep it from falling out at the bottom of the fourth stroke. The Rotweiler nodded, and then looked up at the Cheetah’s face; “you’ve been practicing away from the class?” Tanj nodded; “Yes, Mistress; all the time!” The Rotweiler moved a little closer; “and how often have the Ben-wa balls fallen out, in the last week?” Tanj bowed her head; “Six times, Mistress… usually when I’m suddenly distracted” The Bitch nodded and turned to a guard; “Get her a set of…. Um….. chained number sixes.” Turning back to the Cheetah, the Rotweiler grinned; “we’ll just have to get you a greater incentive NOT to loose them……”

It wasn’t unusual for the class to be issued Ben-Wa balls for continued practice, and given the Instructor’s comments, Tanj wasn’t really surprised when the guards started passing out sets….. Not until the guard stopped in front of her, with a lewd grin on his face. Tanj’s eyes almost crossed as he dangled something before her nose; it was a set of golden Ben-Wa balls, if anything smaller than the ones she was used to; but they were connected with a chain… a chain with a clamp on the loose end! “That’s right, my pretty; and you can guess where the clamp goes, too! Now turn around and bend over…..”

Tanj stood with paws grasping her spread ankles as the guard inserted first the heavier ball and then the lighter ball. It was all she could do to stifle a cry when the clip closed around her clitty! “OK, you can straighten up now” the guard chuckled. Tentatively, Tanj straightened, feeling the balls move within her. These were MUCH heavier, and she had to clench her muscles to keep them from falling out. The heavier weight meant that they were MUCH more effective in stimulating her, but she knew it would be a struggle not to loose them. As if reading her mind, the guard chuckled again, one paw rubbing her mons; “The clip is a special one; it isn’t all that tight now, but when the chain is tugged it gets VERY tight. It won’t fall off. And believe me, from what I’ve heard, you do NOT want to let those balls fall free. Now come on, gotta get you into the coffle……”

Tanj lay flat on her stomach in the kennel, her arms bound behind her back. She’d earned that punishment by giving voice to several climaxes during the day as the heavy balls moved within her. She’d only lost them once, and that was enough to teach her that she would go to any lengths to keep that from happening again! Panting lightly, she shivered, even that small motion making the balls clink together within her. Trying to ignore the sensations, she willed herself to sleep, only to fail once again. Sighing she pulled her knees under her, and rocked back and forth, head low to keep the pressure off her now very sore muscles… “Maybe just one more climax, and I’ll be tired enough to fall asleep……”

“OK, Class, I think you’re advanced enough now to start working out against something that can provide REAL resistance!” Tanj looked at the metal and plastic device laying on the exercise mat in front of her and shook her head; it looked like a cross between a dildo split down the middle, and a pair of kitchen tongs. There was a hinge at the bottom, and just below the head, the shaft was split, one whole side angled out, showing a number of stainless steel springs between the halves. “That’s right, Slaves!” the Rotweiler chuckled; “Everyone on your back, Frog position! Lets pick up the exercisers, compress the sides, and put it where it belongs! Tanj complied, gasping as she slid the thing into her pussy, feeling it try to separate within her. Finally she had it all the way in, to the base. Panting lightly, she looked around, seeing some of the students still struggling, trying to keep the gizmo compressed until it was within them. “Now that everyone’s ready” the Rotweiler growled; “I want you to compress the device! Squeeze and hold for a count of ten. Do twenty reps, rest for a count of thirty, and then do twenty more! Lets get going; next week we’ve got a whole different set of springs for you to work against, and you’d better be ready for them! GO!”

Tanj still thought it was humiliating. She was on her knees, torso bent to the floor, paws behind her neck, as the Instructor inserted the instrumented dildo into her pussy. They’d gotten way beyond the point where the Instructor could use a finger to judge their progress. Hence the dildo; it was filled with a fluid, and as Tanj squeezed, it reported the pressure in three different areas along its length to a set of gauges at the end of a hose. After going through her paces, the Rotweiler pulled the dong from her snatch and slapped the Cheetah on her rump; “As always, just good enough to pass. You’re quite good initially, but you still fade fast, Slave. KEEP WORKING! Tanj just nodded, and as she rose to her kneeling position, groaning as the Guard held up the chained ben-wa balls…….

Tanj was panting hard from the weight machine as the guards ushered them into the next room. She knew instantly that something was up, by the way Marla’s ears perked up, and her tail lifted….. There, tied spread-eagled on the floor, were twenty male slaves……….

The Instructor grinned; “OK, Class, believe it or not, its Graduation day, and this is your final exam. It’s a simple exam. All you have to do is sit astride the slave before you, and make him cum. The problem is, you have to do it with your vaginal muscles; you can’t move on him. Anyone who does will be either sent back for retraining, or down- graded to domestic help, and auctioned off. When you’ve gotten him to cum, squat over his chest and expel the semen. If I haven’t mentioned it before, getting him off in this manner is called “Mula Band Ha.” This will additionally demonstrate your control, and also be a visible indicator that you were successful. Get to it!”

Tanj looked at the male Rabbit tied in what would normally be her usual spot. His legs were just a little spread, paws stretched out to either side, a little above his head. “Ring bolts must have been under the mats all along” thought Tanj, idly, as she squatted astride him. Smiling, she reached down to stroke his sheath. To her surprise, it took her a while to get him hard, and she wondered where this group of males had been before this particular class. “It’d be just like the Academy to give us well-drained and exhausted males to work with.” Shrugging, she mounted his cock, sinking down until its whole length was buried in her snatch……

The Rabbit was gagged, but Tanj could see the look of delight on his face as her wetness enveloped him. He was moderately well hung, for a Lepine, and Tanj grinned in return. As a “warm-up” exercise, she just clenched her pussy around his shaft, squeezing him, relaxing, and squeezing him. It almost seemed like his eyes bulged with each squeeze, his head coming off the floor, his ears standing Straight out. Tanj giggled softly, and put her paws behind her neck. It was SUCH a temptation to ride his cock….. tightening the lower band of PG muscles, and then squeezing on up to the Kegel muscles, she started milking his cock, as if trying to draw him further into herself. The effect on the Rabbit seemed to be galvanic, his body tensing. Tanj purrrred and repeated the motion, moving slowly, sensually, the velvet walls of her pussy rhythmically squeezing, stroking, milking his cock….. It was almost too easy……. She’d barely begun to work through her repertoire, when the Rabbit’s body bucked, and she felt his cock start to spurt! Milking him hard, eyes closed, she worked to make sure she’d pulled every drop of cum from the Bunny. Rising on her knees, she shifted forward a bit, and then squeezed, pushing downward, until she felt his cum drip from her distended pussy.

“HMPHH!” Tanj twisted her head to see the Rotweiler standing there, hands on hips, glowering at her; “And they told me these slaves were well-spent! Bunnies! They’ll cum at the drop of a hat. OK, Slave, the rules say you passed, but I still think you got off easy. But there’s plenty of time left in the period…….” Looking up, the Rotweiler scanned the room, her eyes fastening on one of the guards; “Albert! This one’s made her male cum, but I’m still not sure she’s got what it takes. Care to give her your own exam?” Tanj followed the Rotweiler’s gaze and suppressed a shudder. Whatever Albert was, it was a species she wasn’t familiar with. Green and scaly, and quite muscular, he was some sort of reptile…. But not one of the Dragon variants she was familiar with…. “Sure will, Ma’am” the reptile hissed, a smile forming on his snout. The snout was short, broad, and rounded, and as he smiled Tanj gulped at the number of teeth he seemed to possess. Motioning her over, the Guard, pulled off his loincloth, dropped his whip next to it on the floor and then laid down on his back……. Tanj’s gaze flicked to the Instructor, who seemed to have a cold smile on her face as she watched….. Crouching astride him, as she’d done with the Bunny, she started to stroke him, working at getting him hard…….

It seemed as if she had mounted a statue. The creature’s cock was rock hard, and only the slow rise and fall of his chest indicated that he was actually alive. His eyes were closed, his jaws slightly parted…. Tanj started through her motions again, seemingly having no effect… Alternating between milking his cock, her muscles trying to draw him further into her pussy, and reversing the action, trying to push him out, she grunted, doing her best to move as fast as possible, to squeeze as hard as she could. Watching from the corner of her eye, she saw slave after slave reach their goal….. When the bell sounded there were five girls that hadn’t yet brought their males off yet, and before the eyes of the whole class, the other guards pulled them off the bound males, formed them into a small coffle and hustled them off.

That completed, the Instructor padded back over to Tanj; “Well, Albert? Does she meet our high standards?” The reptile opened his eyes to slits and gave the Rotweiler an upside-down nod; “Um, yes Ma’am, I’d say so….. better control than most. Almost made me loose it at one point.” The Rotweiler nodded and then raised an eyebrow; “you want to let her get you off? Or would you rather take your pleasure a different way?” Suddenly Tanj felt the creature moving; with surprising power, he rolled suddenly, trapping her beneath him. Tanj gasped as she felt him suddenly come alive, driving his hips against hers, fucking her hard! Panting, she continued to try and ripple her vaginal muscles around his driving cock. An instant later, she could feel him cumming, what seemed like gallons of cum pouring into her tired pussy. And then he was rising, pulling free from her pussy… Standing, he offered her a paw, pulling her to her feet. Looking up at the Rotweiler, he grinned another of his toothy smiles; “Yes, I’d say she passed. Not the best I’ve ever seen, definitely not as good as you, but better than most.” The Rotweiler nodded, almost disappointedly and turned back to Tanj; “I want you to hold his cum within you. Don’t let ANY leak out. Now go join the coffle!”

Tanj sighed as she sank down into the hot waters of the bath. She’d passed. It was a great relief. But now that she’d finished that course, she wondered what would take its place. “Time enough for that in the morning” she thought to herself. No more Kegel rods, no more dumbbells, no more Ben-Wa balls with biting little clamps…… Tonight she could sleep! Feeling motion in the water the Cheetah opened her eyes to see Marla’s smiling face; “So tell me, Tanj; what was it like doing the Alligator?” Tanj just grinned; “Alligator? Is that what he was?”

Stardate 2397.75

Sahajoli

Tanj smiled as the bell rang. The sit-up bench was particularly cruel in her estimation, especially given the Academy’s variant. Like most “torture” devices of its ilk, it was slanted back at about a thirty degree angle, with your head at the floor, and your knees the highest point. Like most, it had soft foam cylinders to go behind your knees, and soft foam cylinders to press into your shins, holding your legs in place as you struggled to raise your body. Unlike the more standard variants, the Academy version was not a simple padded board, but a Y. Tanj’s knees perhaps were not obscenely spread, physical limitations being what they were, but they WERE wide enough spread so that the Instructor monitoring her progress could “encourage” her to greater levels of performance by applying the business end of her quirt to Tanj’s quim. Tanj was quite sore as she disentangled herself from the device, and it wasn’t just her stomach muscles that were complaining.

As she turned to join the others, to form up into the coffle, one of the guards intercepted her; “not you, Spotty. You go in there. Seems you’ve been nominated for an “advanced” class……. Tanj followed his gaze, her eyes widening as she realized that he was indicating the double doors to the Kegel exercise room. “But… Master, I’ve Passed that course! I’ve been keeping up with my exercises! I haven’t slacked off, HONEST!” The guard swatted her on the can; “DON’T talk back! I didn’t say you hadn’t; I said you’d been nominated for the ADVANCED class. Now get your ass IN there, before I decide to whip you for your insolence!”

Tanj knelt in the empty room, in her usual place, waiting. Did this mean she was no longer in the “erotic dress” class she’d been attending? Or were they just shifting her schedule? With a sigh, she decided on the whole, she’d miss that class. The latex and rubber outfits were pure hell over fur, but the silks and diaphanous materials were heaven, even if they DID make her blush. Hearing the door open behind her, Tanj checked her posture… Knees spread, back straight, head bowed, wrists on thighs, palm up…. No, she hadn’t been caught again……. When the noise faded, the doors closing again, she listened for a minute and then snuck a look around. Grinning, Marla winked back. Kayla, just beyond the Wolf fem, looked as disgusted as ever. “Got to be an act” Tanj thought to herself; “I KNOW she likes this kinda thing……”

Two other slaves were dropped off, a slim Ferret and a rather…. “Rubinesque” lady Bear. A few minutes later, the Instructor, the same Rotweiler Bitch, strode in. With a sigh she looked over her pupils; “This, believe it or not, is the collection of the most promising students, in this area, that the Academy has to offer me. Talk about scraping the bottom of the barrel! I’m not going to waste my breath telling you why you’re here. The film relates it MUCH better than I ever could. Watch, and we’ll discuss it when it’s through. Remember; when we finish this class, you WILL be able to do everything she does! Feel free to move around and examine the holo from whatever angle you choose. This is an ADVANCED class and certain liberties are permitted…..”

The lights seemed to darken all of their own, and the characteristic flicker of a holographic projector starting up formed on the mat about four feet in front of Tanj.

Holding her position as the others scooted around to see better, Tanj found herself roughly face to face with a petite brown Mouse, kneeling as she was. This one, though, looked a little older than the typical Academy student… and a little more worn. There was something about her demeanor….. Her nose still bore its classic “Academy” ring, but both her nipples and both her labia were pierced as well. Bending over to kneel, Tanj peered at her sex, and then sat back wide-eyed. There was a ring poking from between her labia, at the front; either her clit hood, or her clitty itself had been pierced. A hand appeared from off camera, turning to show a stack of metal disks, and Tanj suddenly recognized the disks as antique gold coins. The stack was carefully pushed up into the Mouse’s quim, absolutely no emotion showing on the Mouse’s face. At a spoken command, the Mouse began to eject the coins from her sex, one by one. Tanj’s eyebrows went up and she marveled at the control that would let the Mouse loose the coins singly. Then, with the coins scattered on the floor between her knees, the Mouse crouched, and pressing her crotch to the floor, proceeded to pick up the coins one by one! Tanj watched, openmouthed. Visible through the ghost-image of the Mouse, Kayla bent, her head near the floor, her rump high in the air as she watched, shaking her head in amazement.

Tanj watched in stunned amazement as the disembodied hand reappeared to reclaim the stack of coins, once again intact. It disappeared for a moment and then reappeared to place three numbered balls, each about five centimeters in diameter, on the floor in front of the Mouse. Squatting again, the Mouse “picked up” the balls in numerical sequence. From somewhere off camera, a voice growled “one!” and after a few moments, the blank look still on the Mouse’s face, she squatted a little, and the Number 1 ball dropped to the floor. Tanj shook her head and muttered; “that can’t be; gotta be a trick! That was the FIRST ball she picked up!”

Tanj winced as the Instructor smacked her on the back of the head; “Shut UP and watch! Its NO trick! You too will learn how to do that! The disembodied voice commanded “Two!” and the Mouse dropped the second of the balls, somehow managing to maneuver it past the third ball she’d picked up, within her body. Finally she was permitted to discharge the final ball. The Hologram flickered and faded as the room lights came up.

The Rotweiler grinned; “you think that’s good? I can do a trick she can’t. Striding to the side of the room, she picked up a beer mug, a bottle of the local brew, and a rather thick straw. Pouring the bottle into the mug, she stuck the straw into it, and then set the mug on the floor. Squatting over the mug, she placed the end of the straw between her own labia. “Smoking, as you know, is unhealthy, and the Academy doesn’t permit it. However, in some places that antique and disgusting habit still persists, and I once saw a femme suck smoke into her quim from something called a “Cigar”… and then “exhale” it. Me, I prefer my beer.” Concentrating, the Rotweiler moved her internal muscles, and to Tanj’s amazement, the level in the mug dropped, millimeter by millimeter, until it was about half gone. Standing, shifting so that her legs were widespread, the Rotweiler grinned; “You, spotty cat. Get over here, and open your mouth!

Tanj gulped as fast as she could, as the Rotweiler discharged the Beer into her mouth. It tasted of her sex, but wasn’t as gross as it felt……. And it had been ages since she’d tasted beer….. Smiling, the Rotweiler commanded Tanj to hand her the half-empty mug, and as she drank the rest, as per her bidding, Tanj licked her clean….

Tanj was self-conciously licking her muzzle, trying to get all the droplets of beer and of the Instructor’s juices off her fur, kneeling back in her original spot on the mat, as the Rotweiler produced a rather common carton of chickenfowl eggs. With a smile, she tucked one of the eggs into her still dripping sex. Her body tensing, muscles obviously working, a soft plop emanated from her sex. Padding over to the Bear, she used both paws to tug her jaws apart; “Stick out your tongue. Further!” Tensing her muscles again, the Instructor dribbled the remains of the now crushed egg into the Bear’s mouth, shell fragments and all. Giving the Bear a pat on the head, she chuckled; “good for your coat.” Turning back to face the rest of her students, while the Bear made a face, and a half-hearted effort to spit out the larger pieces of eggshell, the Rotweiler grinned; “it takes STRONG muscles to do that. And in order to accomplish what we’re going to do, you’ll have to be much stronger than you are now. Now, who feels ready to try and pass the egg test? No one? All right, lets start warming up with our standard exercises…..”

Tanj lay with her shoulders flat on the mat, her hips elevated off the floor. It was both strangely embarrassing and exciting at the same time; the Instructor had pushed three ping-pong balls into her sex, and now she had been instructed to “shoot” them from her quim! With the rest of the class, the instructors AND the guards looking on. Grunting, Tanj tensed her muscles, one of the balls popping out weakly to fall on the mat between her spread feet. “NO!” the Instructor growled; “you have to CLENCH the muscles starting towards the top of your vagina and squeeze DOWN! Use ALL your muscles, not just the PC muscles! Now try it again!” Concentrating, Tanj squeezed with all she had.

Tanj grinned at Kayla across the hot steamy water in the baths; “well, my best shot was only four centimeters short of your record. Just you wait until tomorrow; I’ll beat you yet, Otter!”

Tanj knelt on the mat, the tin cup between her knees. The “straw” was about a centimeter in diameter and translucent, its tip held tenuously between her labia. Grunting, she looked down between her breasts at the liquid level in the cup, and rippling her muscles, did what she could to make the level of water in the “straw” rise up its length. They’d been promised that if they could suck the water up to the entrance to their pussies, they’d get a “reward”… but they ALL had to do it for the reward to be given…..

Cletus settled himself down into the water of the baths, a silly grin on his face. Across the steaming water, Chester watched the guard’s movement and when he thought it was safe, he moved through the water with a skill born of long practice. “What you grinnin’ about?” Cletus opened his eyes to regard the male Raccoon. “Well, it seems we had another lab on “Technique” today…..” Chester’s eyes flicked to where one guard was talking to another, in the middle distance; “you mean they let you guys get your rocks off? LUCKY you!” The Bobcat just grinned a little wider; “Oh, it was more than that, Chester ma man! I think the whole thing wasn’t OUR lab…. But theirs! I was paired with this Cheetah lady, and let me tell you somethin’, she was HOT. Right in the middle of our session, she suddenly closed down on me so tight I couldn’t pull out. No kidding! We were in the missionary position and for several minutes I couldn’t pull out, or push her away! And no, she didn’t have her legs around my waist either!” The Bobcat smiled and sank a little lower in the water, his smile growing wider as he remembered. “I was trapped in silky perfection, Chester! It was like being in a silky velvet bear trap, and there was no escape! It was GREAT! I think she got a real kick out of being able to do that to me, too, knowing how much it excited me. You should have seen her face as I pulled her back across the floor and then lifted her hips off the floor with nothing but the grip she had on my cock with that beautiful, talented pussy of hers! Talk about an extremely wonderful feeling! I didn’t want her to EVER stop crushing me like that!” From across the water, in the shadows, the basso rumble of Barry drawled; “Ah’ve heard of laydees that could hurt a furr lak that….” Cletus just grinned, and as the guard headed back that way, scowling at the whispers, he mumbled; “No, it wasn’t painful, but the intense pressure only excited me that much more.” And then he sank below the water, and out of sight.

Tanj looked at the simple wooden egg sitting on the mat before her. Compared to some of the “aids” they’d practiced with, this one looked rather benign. The Rotweiler grinned, and picked up her own egg, squatting a little to slip it into her pussy. “OK, Slaves, there are a number of exercises we’ll be performing today with the eggs. I hope you like them, as they’ll be your constant friends until you graduate from this class. Put ‘em in, and stand in the “horse” stance. Now contract the lower muscles….. now the second set…… now squeeze with the top set. I want you to practice moving the eggs up and down within yourself. Do that for the next fifteen minutes. Then we’ll see about what else you might be able to do with them.

Frowning, Tanj concentrated. She was to contract the upper and lower bands of muscles and then use the middle band to make the egg move left, and then right? How would she even know if she’d succeeded? Tensing, she imagined the egg shifting to the left……

“Its fairly simple, Slaves. When you’ve figured out how to move it left and right, with each set of muscles, you merely have to move left with one set and right with the other set, and the egg will turn over within your vaginas.” With a flourish, the Rotweiler pushed her egg into her pussy, pointy end first, and then after a moment, she dropped it into her waiting palm, pointy end first! Tanj closed her eyes and shook her head in amazement. She’d accidentally done that with her egg twice now, feeling it stretch her as it swapped end for end, but she still had no idea just what she’d done to accomplish it. With a sigh, she squatted a little, closing her eyes to concentrate once again……

Tanj stood, her arms bound behind her back, a gag filling her mouth. Her leash was tied to a stanchion on the wall, preventing her from moving more than a few feet in any direction. And there on the floor, by the baseboard, was a key. It was just a small key, handcuff size, but more complex. It was a weathered brass, like it’d been in service for a long time. And it was just laying there. It LOOKED as if it had just fallen there…. Alone for the moment, in the corridor, awaiting the guard that would take her to her next class, Tanj stared at the key. What was it for? What lock did it fit? Had it been carelessly dropped there, or had it been placed there, temptation for a slave? It wouldn’t be hard to pick it up between her toes, but they’d pulled mittens over her paws before putting on the wrist cuffs, and there was no way she could grasp the key, removing it from her toes. Smirking around her gag, she remembered the hologram of the mouse, and shook her head; she should have no trouble at all picking up even something as tiny as the key with her pussy. Not anymore…. Perhaps the leash was long enough to let her shift over to kick the key directly beneath her, and then be long enough to let her squat far enough to pick it up in that manner….. But should she? This could be a test…… They might be watching…..

“Its gotta be a trap” Tanj thought to herself as she idly flicked the key towards herself with one outstretched foot. “Got to be why they’ve left me here this long, all by myself. Got to be why they put the mittens on….” And yet, there was something about the situation that she found irresistible. It was as if her body was moving of its own accord while her mind watched from a distance. The key was now right below her, directly between her feet. Looking one way and then the other up and down the corridor, Tanj held her breath for a moment, listening. No sign of anyone approaching. Squatting quickly, Tanj lowered herself to the floor; the leash was just barely long enough, the collar digging into her neck as she pressed her crotch to the floor. And then, she was gathering her feet under herself, rising, her prize held within the warm confines of her sex. “OK, you proved you could do it; now drop it before someone comes….” the Cheetah thought to herself. Squatting just a little, she forced the key out, and then with a grin concealed by her gag, she kicked temptation out of reach, down the corridor…..

It wasn’t completely uncommon for them to come for a slave in the middle of the night, but it wasn’t all that common either. All through the kennels, faces were pressed to bars as the small troop of guards made their way to Tanj’s cell. Crooking a finger, the head guard, a massive Tiger, urged Tanj out of her kennel. “I HATE it when I’m right like that” Tanj thought to herself as they bound her paws behind her back, and snapped a leash to her collar. “It WAS a trap……”

The Dean looked at Tanj, kneeling before him, and shook his head; “I have to admit, in the long history of the Academy, you are the first. There have been those who have ignored the key, and those that have tried to make off with it, but you are the FIRST to both take it, and then reject temptation. Now I have to admit, the act of taking it alone has earned you a punishment, but that should be tempered by the fact that you later dropped it, and then kicked it out of reach. While I’m sure you’ll tell me that it was your intention all along, that you only wanted to see if you COULD pick it up, I can’t afford to believe that. I’m going to have to believe that you started on a bold plan, and then chickened out. Now lets see if we can find a punishment that fits the crime……. Your instructor tells me that you’re only marginal in certain “stamina” issues……

The setting was scary; Tanj had to admit that. It was as if they’d found a vertical sewer pipe and had lowered her into it. It was old, and slimy and slick, and it didn’t smell very nice….. Her paws were bound behind her back, and her ankles were bound together, on either side of a massive block of stone. When the guards had lowered her into the pipe, she’d thought the rope under her armpits was going to saw her arms off from the weight. The pipe was only a little larger in diameter than her body, and while its sides were rough, eroded concrete, Tanj was certain that even if her hands and feet had been free, that there’d be no way to climb out. The rubber bulb in her pussy though, gave her an idea as to what was going to come next……..

The first few cold droplets fell on her from above, and Tanj tilted her face up to look. It had been quite a while since the guards had trooped off, leaving her alone in her confinement…. Above her, running along the roof of the utility tunnel they’d dragged her through to get to this place, was a large corroded metal pipe. And it was leaking. Water was dribbling down onto her from above. And then it became apparent that her worst fears had been realized. The vertical pipe she was standing in was going to slowly fill with water. But she’d been given a pump to pump it out with. All she had to do was to compress the rubber bulb in her pussy to work the pump. And the way the water was dribbling down on her from above, she’d have to work it hard to keep from eventually drowning. Grunting, she squeezed down hard, and as she relaxed, she could feel the weight as water crept up the hose dangling between her thighs.

“Too cold” Tanj thought, too tired to shiver. The water had slowly risen, over the span of hours, until it was up to the hollow of her neck. Most of her control was gone, eaten away by exhausted muscles, but she could still spasm her pussy around the rubber bulb, still managing to pump some of the incoming water from the pipe….. She wondered if the guards would come to extract her, if the water would rise to drown her, despite her best efforts, or if she’d just get too tired to care. Exhausted and frozen, she struggled on, trying to stem the tide…..

Tanj was still dripping when the guards dropped her off at the exercise room. The Rotweiler Bitch, looking much too clean and warm to Tanj, just smirked; “about time you could join us, Slave.” When the guards had left, the Rotweiler moved to stand directly in front of Tanj. “you look all worn out. Tell you what. You show me you can turn the egg end for end, and I’ll let you sit out the rest of the period.” Tanj barely was able to nod before the Instructor was pressing the wooden egg against her sex. It was all Tanj could do to stifle a groan as the egg stretched now very sore muscles. “OK, Slave, lets have it back; it went in point first, I want it out point first. Or I promise you I’ll work you untill there’s nothing left! Tanj closed her eyes, her chin on her chest as she tried to manipulate the thing; feeling a flutter within her, she idly wondered if she’d done it or not…. And then the Instructor was demanding she drop the egg NOW. Squeezing, Tanj forced it out, not daring to look down. The Rotweiler stood stock still for a moment and then raised an eyebrow; “Again!” Tanj eeped as the Bitch shoved the egg into her again, broad end first this time. Panting, she tried to do whatever it was she’d done a moment ago, and was rewarded with that strange feeling within her. Expelling the egg into the Instructor’s waiting hand, Tanj stood, shivering slightly, awaiting her fate.

“Not bad. Two in a row. Not bad at all. OK, a promise is a promise. Just kneel here and get some rest.” Turning back to the class, the Bitch held up the wooden egg, still slick with Tanj’s juices; “Seems Spotty Cat here can do it; who’ll be the next to demonstrate their abilities?”

Tanj smiled and shook her head for the umpteenth time. It was strange, bordering on the surrealistic. Here she was, on a small round dais, in a room FULL of people. She was nude, collared, and gagged, her arms in a tight leather arm binder behind her back, the end of her tail tied to the back of her collar. And she didn’t mind. Oh, there might have been the occasional initial twinge of embarrassment, but by and large she was even glad to be here. Between her feet were three numbered balls, and at the request of some elegantly dressed lady, or sharply dressed male, she would squat, and pull the balls, one by one into her pussy. Then, at their command, she’d move them around within her, to drop the specified ball onto the top of the dais. The ooohs and ahhhs of the Academy’s guests were music to her ears, and she beamed with pride. On another dais, Kayla was demonstrating her ability to propel ping pong balls with amazing accuracy, only her shoulders and her heels on the dais. Tanj could tell she was enjoying it thoroughly when one of the guests would “reload” her snatch with three or four of the balls, and then, twisting, she’d try and hit him or her with them, laughing into her gag as they “dodged”. On yet another dias, Marla was demonstrating her control, by pulling beer from a mug, through a straw. There was one nattily dressed Ermine, wearing a tuxedo no less, who just loved to pull the straw from between the Wolf fem’s nether lips, to slurp up the beer she’d sucked up. It was obvious Marla was enjoying that one too….. elsewhere other students put on their own exhibitions……. It was a gala atmosphere, and Tanj felt like she was one of the stars of the show……

Stretching, Tanj smiled; it was SUCH a strange reward for good behavior. She was scrubbed clean, and perfumed, her hair shinining. Wearing a diaphanous little nothing she reclined on silk pillows in one of the “guest rooms.” She was to entertain one of the Academy’s VIPs, showing him what she could do with her muscles. The Rotweiler had said she had achieved “Sahajoli,” some term from that ancient Kama Sutra; apparently it was a term of high regard, meaning she had achieved full control of her vaginal muscles, or something like that. Looking up as the door opened, Tanj purrrred softly.

The Gerbil stopped, a few feet into the room and just Stared. After a moment, he shook his head; “What is THIS?” Tanj straightened a little on her pillows, and looked at him, but before she could speak, the Gerbil shrilled; “I was promised a boy. A YOUNG boy, not some……. Cunt! This isn’t what I want!” Turning the Gerbil strode to the door, reaching out to grasp the handle, only to find there was no door handle on the inside of the door. Pounding on the door for a moment he took a step back and shook his head; “and now they’ve locked me in? What kind of a place IS this?”

Tanj looked at the Gerbil again and wondered idly if this was just another test. She had been told that she’d be able to demonstrate her prowess for a very important guest, but this one didn’t look……. Willing. OR interested. Wondering if she was supposed to seduce him, she rolled onto her belly and purrrred; “Master, its not unusual for the Academy to lock doors. I’m sure that until someone comes along to release you, that I can find some way to entertain you……” The Gerbil stopped and turned to look at her, whiskers twitching. Tanj smiled back at him, careful not to show teeth; “Master, I’ve just finished some Extensive training… I’m sure I can do things with my pussy that no boy could possibly do with his ass; if you’ll just give me half a chance, I’m sure I could delight you……” The Gerbil frowned; “I suppose I might make use of your ass, although I do admit you do not look all that attractive……. But I’d certainly have no use at all for that …. “other thing.”

Watching the Gerbil pace, listening to him occasionally pound at the door, or shout for the guards, Tanj wondered just what was going on. Surely this place was monitored, if for no other reason than to have films on file for the occasional blackmail of very important furrs. If no one was coming to his assistance, did that mean they were giving her a chance to wheedle him into letting her show him her stuff? Surely she hadn’t trained so hard for so long, to let THIS happen! The VIP wasn’t happy, and the more Tanj thought about it, the more she thought that no matter that this wasn’t her fault, she could bet a punishment was still going to be coming her way….. and if she was going to be punished anyways….

“Maybe if I can SHOW this guy how good I can be, he’ll shut up and quit whining. He MIGHT even decide he likes it” Tanj thought to herself. Rising, padding across the room, she slowly shed her diaphanous wrap. Resting her paws on his shoulders, it suddenly struck Tanj how much taller she was than the Gerbil.

“Eh? What are YOU doing? I thought I told you, Cunt, that I wasn’t Inter….mMPHF!” Tanj cut off the Gerbil’s tirade with a hard kiss, one paw holding his shoulder while her other paw fumbled at his belt. The clothes were first rate, obviously hand-tailored designer editions, but they were never designed to hold up to this kind of abuse and somewhere she heard the sound of tearing fabric. Breaking the kiss, she looked deep into the Gerbil’s eyes and purrred; “Master I have Trained too long and too hard NOT to show you what I can do; I don’t mean to be forward, or pushy, but SHUT UP and LAY DOWN!” The Gerbil went over backwards, landing on the pillows on his back with a soft “eep!”

Tanj was astride his hips, in an instant, his fine pants in a tangle around his ankles, hobbling him, if nothing else. Purrrring, Tanj bent to stroke the Gerbil’s cock with her tongue, and was rewarded with an “oh! Oh! OH! OHMY…….. maybe this won’t be so bad after all…….” Tanj just grinned. Working her tongue over his cock, she could almost feel portions of his body relax under her tender ministrations, even as other portions tensed…...

Figuring it was about time, Tanj lifted her head; he’d been on edge for several minutes now, the Cheetah using her talented tongue to hold him just shy of climax. “Now I want you to try something new, Master. Just lay back and relax, and let me do all the work…..” The Gerbil, his head tilted back, just grunted, a non-committal type sound. Smiling, Tanj shifted up a bit, and moving carefully, lowered herself onto her cock……….

The Gerbil’s head came up with a snap, and Tanj froze. He STARED at her as if not believing what he was seeing, but after a moment his head fell back, a little of the tension leaving his body. Tanj purrrred; “Surely Master that can’t feel bad…. Surely I can find a way to please you…….” The Gerbil looked up again at her and shook his head; “I tell you, I’d MUCH rather be in your ass. There’s no WAY you could possibly squeeze me as hard there, as I like. The Anal ring is a much stronger muscle!” Tanj’s eyebrows both went up; “oh, YEAH? How ‘bout THIS?” Grinning, the Cheetah squeezed as hard as she could……

The Gerbil Screamed!

Tanj hung suspended in the Academy’s punishment hall, her eyes closed. The strain was evident in the muscles of her body, as she struggled to hold the weight within her. A half kilo metal rod was clenched tight within her sex. From the end of the smooth rod, a small chain descended between her labia, looping down, and then back up, to be fastened to a new piercing midway along the length of her left labia. If she dropped the weight, it was going to HURT. And she knew that. She knew it VERY well. Hearing footsteps, she opened her eyes to slits and peered out.

The Dean looked at the bound Cheetah and shook his head. “Amazingly, its not all your fault. You should NOT have forced your will on a guest. But I can understand your position. There was a medical emergency in one of the other guest rooms; the guards who should have been watching the monitors were absent. They, or someone should have attended to the situation in your room before it got out of hand. And you had no way to know that Lord D’acy held a completely irrational belief in something called “retractible vaginal teeth.” When you squeezed down on him, a completely logical response to his comment, he panicked, thinking you were literally devouring his cock.” Shaking his head, the Dean muttered; “Its amazing some of the fantasies that otherwise powerful and respectable furrs believe in with all their heart.” Looking back up at the bound Cheetah, the Dean sighed; “Never the less, you have done significant damage to the reputation of the Academy. There is no question that you should have restrained yourself. You should have just waited and let the guards sort it all out. But that’s not in your nature, is it, Tanj?”

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