Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)
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				Title: <strong>Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>27-06-2007, 17:56:57</strong>
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				The Feeding Trough was not the place people went because the DJs were spectacular.&nbsp; Ever since the Prohibitions on Inter-Species Relations (called colloquially PISSER laws), humes and anima tended not towards the same establishments, and members of both groups that defied the law were pushed even more to the fringes; to seedy back alleys and blind pigs like the Trough.<br><br>People went there, in secret, to go home with someone not, strictly speaking, of their own species.&nbsp; They went there to indulge in fantasies that dared not speak their name in the "normal" world.&nbsp; They went there for cheap drinks, the freakshow, or because they got lost.&nbsp; Not, typically, because the DJ was any good.<br><br>This one, however, was.&nbsp; Hired only two days ago, she'd come in the early morning before the day of her first set, rented utility truck behind her, with her lightning and sound crew eviscerating the dance floor and industrial ceiling of the Trough.&nbsp; An anima, if only just, DJ MeowMix was a catgirl of slender proportions, tight, wiry muscle on a tiny frame, the long fringes of her emo haircut brushed to the side to reveal the extreme angular features, upward pointed ears, and whiskering along the side of her sharp cheekbones.&nbsp; By the time the crowds arrived, the hypnotic, swirling patterns of lights and sounds filling the dismal hook-up joint with a vibrancy it hadn't seen in years.<br><br>And MeowMix herself was at her station, changed from her paintstained workclothes into a tight number of vinyl and leather, skintight, showing more than she hid by a cunning series of tears and stitches, very much the mistress of ceremonies for the evening.&nbsp; Whatever the management thought, tonight, this was <em>her</em> show, and she was going to make the children dance.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>27-06-2007, 18:21:09</strong>
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				Normally, Danny would never, ever have come to the Trough.&nbsp; It had a bad rep, a mean rep...and as bad as the PISR laws were, why risk getting nailed?<br><br>Tonight, though...<br><br>Tonight he really, really needed to hook up with someone who would let him go home with them.&nbsp; So not only was he here at the Trough, he was one of the first people in the door.<br><br>The slender, almost soft little bishie Skunk gave the bouncer the cover charge and slid along the side of the main floor, all too conscious of the collar he was wearing along with his fishnet shirt and tight blue jeans.&nbsp; His shoulder-length white headful flowed nicely--he'd remembered to take out the ponytailer this time.&nbsp; Making his way over to one of the booths at the side of the dance floor, he mumbled something about 'designated driver' to an inquisitive waitress and hunkered down to rest for a few minutes.<br><br>Just a few moments, really.&nbsp; That's all he needed.&nbsp; Just enough time to collect his wits and think about where to go next.<br><br>Then the music really started and thinking was no longer really much of an option.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>27-06-2007, 19:57:47</strong>
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				By the time the first song had spun out, the Trough was full to capacity, and a little beyond.&nbsp; That was how things tended to work; people came early, left early, came late, left late, all night long.&nbsp; Couldn't have been faster if there had been a revolving door in front.&nbsp; And so it was to a full house that MeowMix cut the music and spoke her first peace.<br><br>"Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls," she began, her voice, surprisingly, breathless, a little high-pitched and wavery, like a little girl first time at the microphone.&nbsp; But there was enough presence behind it to turn eyes her way, and keep them there.&nbsp; "Straights and fags and people who can't make up their minds.&nbsp; Humies and anies and everything in between, welcome to the Feeding Trough.&nbsp; Management decided this joint needed a little class, so you all have to put up with me.&nbsp; I am your hostess with the mostess, your unspayed prowlin' alleycat, your unspotted leopard and sheep-clothed wolf, DJ MeowMix.<br><br>"I've only got one little rule.&nbsp; If you're not buying, selling, pissing, drinking, smoking fucking or sucking, there's no reason for you not to be on this floor.&nbsp; So get your little tushes up here, and we'll start things off on 'ultra-fast' and work our way up from there."<br><br>The catgirl turned again to her instrument panel, and started playing a song.&nbsp; Not something you could rip from a CD or pick up online; oh no, MM played her own mix from thereon out.&nbsp; She layered a couple of songs together in a 7/8 tempo,but faded down on the bass line so that the rhythm and dueling voices drowned out the drumbeat.&nbsp; A person who didn't have the music in their soul wouldn't be able to dance to this song, not the way she was playing it, adding more and more instruments to the mix that, along with the funky time, made it seem like it sped up as it began its six minute play.<br><br>"Dance for me, boys and girls.&nbsp; Dance for me."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>27-06-2007, 20:01:47</strong>
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				Giggling at the DJ's line of patter, Danny threw himself out onto the dance floor.&nbsp; The odds of finding someone were better that way, and besides, he usually felt better afterwards.&nbsp; Letting the music guide and form his steps, he drifted into a near-trance, losing himself in the heat and the beat and the press of others...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>27-06-2007, 20:52:03</strong>
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				For the first time in its five year history, there was a wait at the door to get in, and the bodies were literally packed wall to wall, the dancefloor spilling over into the bar area as the catgirl kept true to her promise and played a set of back to back jam mixes.&nbsp; A few club kids who couldn't keep up were shouldered into the booths Danny left, and sulked and cooled down while the more hardcore group gathered around, pressing warm bodies, male and female, human and anima, against the Skunk.&nbsp; Opportune hands found their way on his arms, his shoulders, chest, stomach, all in the passing orgy of dancing, thrusting bodies.<br><br>Time passed, how much, was unclear.&nbsp; MM's songs didn't end but sort of faded into each other, leading to abrupt changes in tone, equalizer settings, and tempo.&nbsp; The catgirl smiled and licked her lips, her hair plastered with sweat against her skull.&nbsp; She cut off the mix to address the crowd again, triggering the bank lights above her head to illuminate the bodies on the dance floor.&nbsp; "That was a fine warm-up, wasn't it kiddies?&nbsp; I'm going to pop a CD in and let you catch your breath while I go freshen up a little bit.&nbsp; <br><br>"By the way, this goes out to those two Asian kids from the burbs dealin' in the back corner.&nbsp; Word of warning, humies; most of us can tell the baby aspirin from the real stuff at a sniff, and you've never been assraped until you've been assraped by a Doberman."<br><br>Glancing out at the floor, the emerald sheen in her catslit eyes seemed to settle on Danny for a moment before she slipped behind a curtain into the private space in back.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>27-06-2007, 21:04:00</strong>
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				As the first set fades, Danny makes his way back to another booth near the wall, much warmer and a bit more tired, but feeling far more positive about his night.&nbsp; Slumping against the cushions, he orders a Coke (just a Coke, 'cause he needs the caffeine and the sugar rush) and lets his eyes droop half-closed.&nbsp; Surreptitiously people-watching, he manages to keep his mind off of more pressing issues...just for a little while longer, he tells himself.&nbsp; One more set, maybe?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>27-06-2007, 22:27:19</strong>
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				It wasn't too much longer after MM had left her station that people seemed to remember why they had come to the Trough.&nbsp; For the most part, that meant that they began to pair up, across the species lines, and some slipped away, to the alley in back or to the narrow hallway leading to the restrooms, or to go out and into their cars, and to whatever room where they intended to get to the business at hand.&nbsp; A few folken had begun to seize Danny up, and a blonde hume man with twelve visible piercings and hair that looked like high voltage current had been made his way over, was about to sit down with the skunk, when something small and dark and fast slipped in between the hume and the other end of the booth.<br><br>MM had indeed "freshened up," which for her meant brushing her hair back so that it was away from her face, still wet with sweat and looking very ice-princess chic.&nbsp; She'd changed from vinyl and leather to velvet and lace; a handknit top with stitches so large that they weren't much better than Danny's own fishnet, and a layed knee length skirt, the slit on the side showing garter and stocking to great effect.<br><br>"Sorry hume, seat's taken.&nbsp; Why don't you go play with the bunnnies?" MeowMix said, hissing.&nbsp; This close, even in the bad lighting of the club, it was easier to type her more exactly.&nbsp; Most would assume, given the relatively light influence of cat features on a human template, that she was some sort of tabby, a white-tipped silver tuxedo.&nbsp; But the truth of the matter was easier to see when she bared her teeth in anything but a smile; this was a pure black leopard with just a bit of frosting on her fur; small, but pound for pound the strongest feline in the world.<br><br>The hume scampered off.<br><br>MeowMix gave Danny a smile, and took his coke, drinking a quarter of it and leaving a lipstick stain on the glass, a perfect ruby imprint of her lips that she set back so that they faced him.&nbsp; "You used to go to Dante's, didn't you?&nbsp; And before that Slaughterhouse, on 81st?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>27-06-2007, 23:13:59</strong>
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				It seems to Danny that he merely blinks once and suddenly someone's in the booth with him.&nbsp; He gives his new companion a meek smile, sizing her up before he answers in a soft, slightly lisping lilt.<br><br>"Uhm, yeah, that's right.&nbsp; I did.&nbsp; It's been a couple of months, though.&nbsp; You play them both regularly, right?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>27-06-2007, 23:32:15</strong>
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				"Sorry, no," she said.&nbsp; "This is my first gig as a DJ.&nbsp; I used to clubhop before PISR came up, thought you looked familiar.&nbsp; You'd show up and be gone in ten minutes with someone, usually.&nbsp; I'm surprised you stuck around."&nbsp; Under the table, the tip of her boot, as soft and supple a leather as could still hold the shapely form of her leg, found its way to his leg, and began running along his inner calf.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>27-06-2007, 23:57:38</strong>
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				Danny blinks, blushes, and giggles softly.<br><br>"Y-yeah, well...maybe I was waiting for someone worth going home with?"<br><br>He stiffens almost at once at the feel of her boot, shifting as his jeans become a little too tight for comfort.<br><br>"And...uhm..."<br><br>His blush deepens and he looks demurely away.<br><br>"I don't really have anyplace else to go, honestly."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>28-06-2007, 13:16:48</strong>
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				"Mmmmm," she said, as she gave his calves another caress.&nbsp; Her whiskers twitched as she unashamedly looked over the skunk boy, from collar to too-pretty features, to fishnet, to tight jeans, and made a decision.&nbsp; <br><br>"I'm set to spin until 4:00, but the owners clued me in that we're going to get raided at about 1:30 and shut down.&nbsp; If you're interested, meet me in the staff hallway at 1:20, and we'll go back to my place.&nbsp; If you're interested."<br><br>MeowMix got up, smiling at Danny in a way that flashed her white teeth at him, and slipped back in the crowd.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>28-06-2007, 15:33:34</strong>
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				Danny shuts his eyes for a moment, almost moaning at the feel of her foot against his leg.<br><br><em>I never get this lucky!</em><br><br>But by the time he turns back to say 'sure, I'm interested', she's already disappearing into the crowd.&nbsp; With a heavy sigh, he orders a refill on his Coke and works up the courage to head back out onto the dance floor for the next set.<br><br>****<br><br>By a quarter after one, he's nervously leaning on a wall back in the staff corridor, one hand toying with the D-ring on his collar and waiting for MeowMix.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>28-06-2007, 17:05:40</strong>
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				Her banter with the crowd went on for the next few hours, and by 1:20 she'd excused herself for another "freshening up" break while he assistants began securing the more expensive pieces of equipment on the DJ platform.<br><br>The catgirl smiled at Danny, even as she took him by the upper arm and ushered him into the back parking lot, stepping over a hume and a puppy-pitch going at it down near the fire exist.&nbsp; Despite warnings that opening the door would sound the alarm, MeowMix left the building and clicked open her car, an unimposing Civic.<br><br>"I only live a few minutes from here," she said as she fastened her seatbelt.&nbsp; "And since I'm off duty, you can call me Abbey.&nbsp; You're Derek or something aren't you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>28-06-2007, 17:08:44</strong>
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				He demurely averts his eyes as they step past the lovers in the fire escape, but he can't quite help giggling.<br><br>"They're going to be sore in the morning," he observes softly.&nbsp; "Those damn metal steps always leave marks!"<br><br>Sliding into the passenger seat, he buckles up as well.<br><br>"Uhm, hello then, Abbey.&nbsp; I'm Danny."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>28-06-2007, 17:18:17</strong>
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				Abbey gave him another of her toothy smiles as she started the car.&nbsp; Despite her wide sampling of music at her job, it was almost surprising to hear that the radio had been left on the local NPR station, and a repeat programme of the day's news discussion began playing before she turned the volume way down.<br><br>Leaving the Trough, the pair noticed about ten police cruisers and a couple of mass prisoner transport wagons arriving, just as they made a left off of the main drag.&nbsp; Each headlight made Abbey's eyes glow with the eerie green sheen of a feline, eyes that he noticed looked at him as often as the road.&nbsp; "So they'll go in, make a few dozen PISR arrests, and shut down the Trough.&nbsp; Owner sues the city, gets an injunction, re-opens next weekend and a receives a ton of free publicity.&nbsp; You think tonight was groovin'?&nbsp; Wait until you see what we have lined up for down the road."<br><br>Abbey's driving took them into an industrial part of town, near the docks.&nbsp; Lots of warehouses and storage facilities, narrow one-way streets that made up a maze.&nbsp; Finally, she parked in a garage beneath a four story warehouse.&nbsp; "They remodeled inside, and turned each floor into a huge one bedroom apartment.&nbsp; Good news is that its spacious.&nbsp; Bad news is that we have to ride the freight.&nbsp; Plus, it's only one room.&nbsp; But we make do."<br><br>The catgirl twisted in her seat after she'd put the car in park, until she was half-draped across the skunk's lap, her nails teasing the holes in his fishnet shirt.&nbsp; "Does Danny have any limits he wants to tell Abbey about?&nbsp; Because Abbey likes to play a little rough, and if I go at full speed, you may be a little sore in the morning, my pretty little boy."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>28-06-2007, 17:26:05</strong>
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				"You think?"&nbsp; He sighs heavily.&nbsp; "I guess so.&nbsp; I don't really like conflict, though.&nbsp; It seems a stupid way to handle life, you know?&nbsp; And it means your next show will be delayed until someone pulls their head out."<br><br>He sits quietly while she drives...and makes appreciative noises when they stop and she describes the building.<br><br>"All that room?&nbsp; Wow!"<br><br>Her presence in his lap, unexpected as it is, gets him hard again.&nbsp; He shifts under her as his jeans seem to tighten, gasping as her fingers scrape his nipples.<br><br>"I...ahhh...n-no blood or anything like that, p-please!&nbsp; N-no, uhm, n-no real violence?&nbsp; I..."<br><br>His voice trembles suddenly.<br><br>"I'll be good...I promise..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>28-06-2007, 17:33:03</strong>
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				Abbey's hands crept along, pulling, teasing wider the holes in his shirt, until they'd reached his collar, run with a little metal scratch on his collar, and then brushed along his cheeks, brushing the soft fur.&nbsp; "I know you will be.&nbsp; Don't go all emo on me now.&nbsp; We're going to have a little fun, yeah?"<br><br>Leaning forward, close enough for him to smell the scent of her, leather on top of sweat, beneath it all the perfume she'd last put on, just a drop at the hollow of her throat, she licked his cheek, rough little tongue gentle against the skunk.&nbsp; "Come on, pet.&nbsp; Show me how hard I've gotten you already with just my claws."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>28-06-2007, 17:35:23</strong>
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				"C-can't you feel?&nbsp; I..."<br><br>He squirms, tilting his head to give her better access to his neck.<br><br>"...uhm..."<br><br>Taking one of her hands with his, he guides her fingers down to the bulge in his crotch.<br><br>"...this...this hard...M-mistress."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>28-06-2007, 17:54:26</strong>
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				"No pet," said Abbey in that alluring, whispery little-girl voice.&nbsp; "Show me.&nbsp; Take your pants off and let me see you.&nbsp; Right here, right now."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>28-06-2007, 18:05:40</strong>
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				"As you wish."<br><br>With a soft whimper, Danny fumbles for the seat-belt, then unfastens his jeans and wriggles out of them, exposing the tent in his soft white cotton briefs...which he also peels off, releasing his cock from the constraints of clothing for her amusement.&nbsp; He's a bit longer than average, thicker than average, and terribly, terribly hard...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>28-06-2007, 19:05:30</strong>
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				"Tighty whities" Abbey teased gently.&nbsp; "Oh, it's a good thing I found you when I did, Danny.&nbsp; Those will never do.&nbsp; And this is very nice."&nbsp; Now she'd begun running the tips of her fingernails across the head of his cock, feather light and prickly sharp.&nbsp; "Let's start, we have some hours left before morning, yeah?"<br><br>Abbey pulled back, slinking like a proud little alley cat, and closed the car door behind her, heading the twenty feet or so towards the freight elevator.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>28-06-2007, 19:07:43</strong>
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				Gasping as she skritches him, Danny can only nod...and then follow, quickly pulling his pants and shorts back up so that he can walk.&nbsp; He doesn't fasten his jeans all the way, though, settling for holding them closed with one hand.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>28-06-2007, 19:12:04</strong>
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				Perched on the wooden railing that lined three interior walls of the elevator, Abbey waited until the skunk bisho was in the car with her before she hit the button for 4.&nbsp; With torturous slowness, the doors slid closed, and the car began to rise with a grinding, lurching slowness.<br><br>Setting herself in a corner, Abbey opened her legs, letting her skirt ride high enough to show the ends of her silk stockings.&nbsp; "Come on, pet," she said.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>28-06-2007, 19:14:28</strong>
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				Danny immediately drops to a kneeling position in front of her, nuzzling her thighs before sliding his muzzle under her skirt and planting a kiss on her mound.&nbsp; Then he gives her a tentative lick, ears peeled for any cues she might give about her preferred treatment.&nbsp; Good pet that he is, he leaves his hands on his knees...<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>28-06-2007, 20:34:13</strong>
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				If one of her neighbors should see. . .but that was all part of the game, Abbey mused, as she felt Danny's nose and tongue begin to explore her mound.&nbsp; She rested a hand upon his head, pressing him in, urging his tongue to press more firmly against her sex, and gave a gasp as the her little pet found her clit.&nbsp; "Mmmmm.&nbsp; Not too fast.&nbsp; I scream out loud when I go, and we'll wake the building. . .just a little lower. . .good boy.&nbsp; Yes. . .ohhhh"<br><br>Danny's tongue found a secret wetness behind the folds of her sex, which was covered in the lightest of velvety smooth fuzz, and having it lapped from her pussy lips seemed to tease her delightfully, causing her to writhe against the walls. <br><br>Until. . . *DING*<br><br>Fourth floor.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>28-06-2007, 20:46:20</strong>
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				When told to slow down, he does...but he does not stop, not even when the elevator chimes.&nbsp; Instead, he waits for her to become...<br><br>Strict.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>28-06-2007, 20:54:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Outside the elevator, a simple landing, unadorned, with a fluorescent light fixture over head, and a single metal door, with the brass number "4" bolted to the outside.&nbsp; It had a keypad on the deadbolt, and after a quick bit of code punching, the door unlocked, and Abbey opened her home to the little skunk.<br><br>She'd said there was only the one room in the apartment, but she hadn't mentioned her. . .modifications.&nbsp; The entire floor had been covered in tatami mats, white with black borders, arranged symmetrically around the room.&nbsp; Tracks had been installed at the seams of the mats, and on the concrete ceilings, so that sliding shoji screens subdivided the room into more, smaller chambers, separated from each other by opaque sheets of rice paper, painted and silkscreened with freeform designs.&nbsp; The light coming from the lamps diffused though the screens, making a dimly lit, but pleasant level of illumination within.<br><br>Before Danny can do more than take in the modifications, and the furniture in the entry/main living area (utilitarian and Scandanavian, mostly), Abbey has closed the door behind him, with a growl deep in her throat.&nbsp; "Get that little ass of yours into the bedroom, pet, and get ready for me.&nbsp; First room on your left.&nbsp; I'm going to. . .get ready for you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>28-06-2007, 20:57:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny squeaks in alarm but hurries toward the bedroom, shedding his clothes as he goes, leaving a trail of cast-off garments for her amusement.<br><br>The bedroom gives him pause--it's larger than his former apartment!&nbsp; He wastes a moment giving envious looks to her furnishings, the ornate wall-scrolls of erotic art, the rack and sawhorse off to one side...and the attached bathroom, with a tub big enough for four and a walk-in shower stall.&nbsp; He gives his muzzle a nervous lick, seeing one of his oldest fantasies move closer to reality!<br><br>Then he shakes himself back to the here and now and finishes undressing.&nbsp; Once naked except for his collar, he kneels next to her bed and waits, eyes demurely turned down, his hands resting on his knees.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>28-06-2007, 21:12:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His wait wasn't a long one.&nbsp; Abbey went here and there, sliding screens with a soft hiss of wood against wood, adjusting the lights as she did so.&nbsp; Danny could see her silhouette moving back and forth as she did so, and the increased brightness made her shadow that much starker against the white room dividers.&nbsp; He heard the distinct "hiss" of a refrigerator door opening, heard something like a trunk or drawer being rummaged through, but then she padded on catfeet towards him, her shadow growing larger and larger until she slid open the door to the bedroom.<br><br>Standing in the doorway, leaning against the frame, the catgirl practically oozed cool confidence.&nbsp; She had a small leather bag, like an airline traveller's carry-on, and a pair of water-bottles.&nbsp; She'd changed, yet again, and wore a pair of wonderfully crinkly red vinyl thigh-highs into which more skintight black leather had been tucked, and a halter top of white PVC.&nbsp; She'd touched up her makeup, highlighting the more extreme angular features, added a touch of kohl beneath her eyes, and repainted her lips fire-engine red.&nbsp; <br><br>"OK Danny.&nbsp; Why don't you come say hello to me," she purred, extending one vinyl clad leg and resting it on an endtable.&nbsp; "Stretch yourself out nice and pretty like so you don't get too stiff when I start tying you down."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>28-06-2007, 21:19:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny slowly crawls across the floor, stretching like a housecat, until he is close enough to kiss the toe of her boots.&nbsp; He makes his way up her leg toward the knee, kissing and planting small licks as he goes...and then past the knee, now making eyes at her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>28-06-2007, 21:23:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good boy. . .you come well trained already, I can see.&nbsp; We might be able to leave you off the leash, if you can respond to verbal commands for now.&nbsp; Display for me, pet.&nbsp; Show me what I've got to play with."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>28-06-2007, 21:28:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				'Display' gives Danny a moment of confusion, and then he figures out what she must mean.&nbsp; He rolls over onto his back, splaying his arms and legs, looking oh so very innocent and vulnerable as he gazes up at her with his large, brown eyes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>28-06-2007, 21:45:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmmmm," Abbey purred as she placed the toe of her boot against his stomach and began to rub.&nbsp; "I bet that cock of yours must be throbbing.&nbsp; If you're good, I may do something about that, sweetling.&nbsp; Go over to the horse, and bend over for me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>28-06-2007, 21:50:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rolling back over onto his stomach and getting up on all fours, Danny tosses his tail and crawls over to the sawhorse.&nbsp; Glancing back at Abbey over one shoulder when he gets there, he stands and bends all the way over, gripping the legs on the far side and spreading his legs wide.<br><br>"Like this, Mistress?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>28-06-2007, 21:57:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh yes, pet. Now here are the rules."&nbsp; She slinks across the room, as only a cat can slink, and sets down her bag beside the horse, and runs her hands across his back.&nbsp; She repositions him, slightly, so that his cock is resting against a strip of felt taped to the underside of the crossbar, something that would rub against him if he moved.<br><br>"Pet does not get tied up yet.&nbsp; Pet is ordered not to move his hands or feet.&nbsp; If pet disobeys, he will be tied and punished.&nbsp; If pet is good, pet gets rewarded, maybe gets to come.&nbsp; Isn't that nice?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>28-06-2007, 21:59:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny whimpers softly, the feel of the velvet hitting his core almost at once.<br><br>"Y-yes, Mistress," he lisps.&nbsp; "Very nice.&nbsp; Thank you, Mistress."<br><br>Shutting his eyes, he tries not to move...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>28-06-2007, 22:03:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good boy," Abbey said, and leaned across him, sinking her teeth, gently, but firmly, into the fleshy part at the small of his back, getting a good mouthful of meat in a a nibbling bite before releasing it, and repeating, just a tad to the left, closer to his hip.<br><br>"So my little boy, I bet you've been bent over like this before, no?&nbsp; The big fags must love a pretty little thing like you.&nbsp; And that hot, tight ass, it makes me wish I had a cock so I could fuck it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>28-06-2007, 22:05:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny squeaks but manages not to move (too much).<br><br>"Y-yes, Mistress, they do."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>28-06-2007, 22:22:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And you know what, pet?&nbsp; I do."<br><br>Abbey reached into the back, and pulled out her 'cock' a nice, black strap-on, just a bit bigger than the rod between his own legs, with a little nub where it nestled against her body to stimulate her clit.<br><br>"This is where you might be tempted to move around a little bit.&nbsp; I don't believe in being gentle, the number of times boys like you have fucked me raw.&nbsp; Well, maybe not boys like <em>you</em>, but boys in general."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>28-06-2007, 22:26:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny whimpers a little louder.<br><br>"Oh!"<br><br>Shutting his eyes tightly and gritting his teeth, he braces himself.<br><br>"P-please, Mistress...f-fuck me...fuck me hard..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>28-06-2007, 22:32:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was her intent to make the anticipation build up as much as she could.&nbsp; There were four straps holding the toy in place, and she took her time fastening each.&nbsp; Then, of course, she had to re-adjust every one, tighten, tilt, do everything, it seemed, but fuck him with it.&nbsp; All of this he could see, thanks to a full-length mirror in front of the horse that gave him a glorious view of Abbey 'suiting up.'<br><br>Then, a dab of jelly on Danny's puckered bottom, and she began to slide her finger, in and out, just to the first knuckle, as she lubed him up.&nbsp; "Can you come from being fucked, Danny?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>28-06-2007, 23:22:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He continues to whimper softly from time to time as she finishes fastening the harness, and gasps at her finger probing him...<br><br>"Y-yes, Mistress, I can.&nbsp; I...I can come from being fucked, just like a naughty little boy-slut."<br><br>He licks his lips nervously, his soft lisp barely carrying to her ears.<br><br>"P-please fuck me?&nbsp; Fuck my naughty ass with your big cock?&nbsp; Make me your bitch..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>29-06-2007, 00:00:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Too bad, pet," that voice whispered into his ear.&nbsp; "Mistress says you can't come until she says.&nbsp; If you are naughty, you will be punished."<br><br>Abbey began rubbing the smooth, cool cockhead against Danny's ass, letting the tip slide in, and giving a mewl as the pressure transferred from the thrust into her clit.&nbsp; "Mmmmm, my little boy feels so good.&nbsp; He's tight, but very fuckable.&nbsp; Ready, little boy-slut?"<br><br>Without waiting for an answer, her hips, pound for pound strong as those of any cat, begin thrusting, hammering, really, as if she wanted to make sure that Danny knew he was being fucked.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>29-06-2007, 02:19:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Choking back a howl as she violates him, Danny fights to hold still...but he cannot help moving a little, and his cock rubs against the velvet as he shifts.<br><br>"Aaaaaahhhh!&nbsp; Oh...ohhhhhhh!"<br><br>As she thrusts into him, over and over, the Skunk manages to relax.&nbsp; Soon enough, he's gasping with pleasure.<br><br>"Ohhhh, Mistress...so deep...please, more?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>29-06-2007, 03:45:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"What a hungry little bitch you are," Abbey said as she gave his ass a stinging slap.&nbsp; She gave him what he wanted, tilting her hips so that she drove in at a different angle, the tip of her cock massaging his prostate as she fucked him, the grunts issuing from her throat taking on a deeper, rougher tone.<br><br>"You're going to make me come, Danny.&nbsp; I'm going to come fucking your tight little ass."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>29-06-2007, 03:47:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Y-yeah?"<br><br>He swallows and grips the legs of the sawhorse.<br><br>"You like fucking me?&nbsp; Am I your little bitch-toy?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>29-06-2007, 03:50:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Another stinging slap on the Skunk's ass.&nbsp; But then something new, as Abbey reaches a hand down, between their framed legs, and takes his balls in her hand, lifting them and giving a light squeeze.&nbsp; "You know you are, pet.&nbsp; I'm. . .oh. . ." her back arched, and she let out a pure, ecstatic howl as she came, pushing her hips forward as far as they would go.&nbsp; "Yes, yes YES!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>29-06-2007, 03:55:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Unnh!"<br><br>Keeping his head bowed, Danny can't help feeling a little proud that she's managed to come already.<br><br>"M-more, please?&nbsp; Fuck me harder?&nbsp; Make me squeak for you..."<br><br>Easier said than done, but his last lover really enjoyed it when he begged like this.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>29-06-2007, 04:00:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"More?&nbsp; More?"&nbsp; It might have been a scene right out of <em>Oliver Twist</em> with the incredulity in her voice as Danny begged for more.&nbsp; But she was more than happy to fulfill this plea, and began fucking him as hard and as deep as she could, rocking the frame against the floor with every pound of her hips.<br><br>"Greedy little bitch likes his cock deep and hard?&nbsp; Greedy little bitch gets fucked till he can't walk straight.&nbsp; Say my name, bitch.&nbsp; SAY IT!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>29-06-2007, 04:02:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ahhh!&nbsp; Thank you, Mistress!&nbsp; Fuck your slut hard!&nbsp; Ahhhhh..."<br><br>Within seconds, Danny starts sobbing for breath...<br><br>"Fuck, yes...Abbeeeeeyyy!&nbsp; Please, I'm gonna..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>29-06-2007, 04:17:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Coming before Mistress says you can gets you punished, pet.&nbsp; And I haven't said you could, not yet."<br><br>She switches then, sliding the full length of her cock in and out of the Skunk with every thrust, ending with a jarring, stabbing thrust on point that rocks him into the horse.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>29-06-2007, 06:03:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ahhhh!&nbsp; May....ahhhh!&nbsp; May I, please?"<br><br>Danny grips the legs of the sawhorse again, moaning louder.<br><br>"Please let your boy-slut come, Mistress!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>29-06-2007, 17:28:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Not until she'd fucked Danny into another climax herself did the little skunk find her hand reaching around, fingertips against the bottom of his shaft, and her stroking him.&nbsp; "Come for me, pet.&nbsp; You've been a good boy, you deserve a little orgasm."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>29-06-2007, 17:50:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The feel of her hand makes him gasp aloud and squirm...<br><br>"Oh!&nbsp; Ohhhh, yes...th-thank you, Mistress!&nbsp; F-fuck your boyslut and make him come for you!"<br><br>He wiggles and pushes himself back on the strap-on as she strokes him, panting with excitement.<br><br>"Oooooooo, yes!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>29-06-2007, 19:36:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny's cock is left alone for the length of time it took Abbey to give him another hard slap on the ass, leaving a deep stinging outline of her palm on his cheeks.&nbsp; "Pet comes when he's told, and pet will come now."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>29-06-2007, 19:45:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Crying aloud as she smacks him, Danny moans a little louder...then stiffens as he climaxes with a howl of pleasure!&nbsp; After a few seconds, he slumps over the 'horse, gasping for breath.<br><br>"Oh!&nbsp; Oh, Mistress....yes..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>29-06-2007, 20:27:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abbey pulled the dildo from Danny's ass with a faint, moist "pop,", and stepped back, purring in satisfaction.&nbsp; She walked around to the front of the skunk, and held out her hand, on which he'd spilled his seed, clinging to her fingers in pearly droplets.&nbsp; "Clean me off, pet, then you can dismount the horse and get in bed."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>29-06-2007, 20:41:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Whimpering softly, Danny cleans Abbey's fingers with quick, featherlight strokes of his tongue.&nbsp; Once or twice, while he holds one or two fingers gently captive between his teeth, he makes puppy-dog eyes at her.<br><br>"Did I do good?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>29-06-2007, 20:43:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You did, pet," Abby said.&nbsp; She ran her fingers through his fur when he had finished cleaning them, and took off the strap-on, leaving it prominently on an end table next to the bed, on which she curled, shimmying out of her top and lounging, nude and wiry, on the queen-sized mattress.<br><br>"Now don't make me tell you again.&nbsp; Come here."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>29-06-2007, 21:45:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny crawls his way over to the bed and slides onto the bed, rolling onto his side next to her and making a happy little noise, almost but not quite a purr.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>30-06-2007, 13:16:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abbey opened the water bottles, as well as a pair of paper tubes with mix-ins, adding them to the water and giving each a good shake before handing one over.&nbsp; "Here," she said.&nbsp; "Drink this.&nbsp; It's chock full of vitamins and minerals, herbs and spices, snips and snails and whatever else.&nbsp; It'll help rejuvenate you a bit faster for round two."<br><br>The catgirl turned on her side so that she faced the contented little skunk, licking her lips as if there were traces of cream still on her whiskers.&nbsp; "Talk to me a little bit.&nbsp; Convince me that you've got a brain in that pretty little head of yours."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>30-06-2007, 16:19:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Taking the offered drink, Danny downs it quickly...shuddering at the taste but not otherwise objecting.&nbsp; Setting it aside, he thinks about her request for a few moments.<br><br>"What would you like to talk about," he asks finally.&nbsp; "Nobody usually wants me to talk, just...you know.&nbsp; Not even my, uhm, longer term partners."<br><br>Curling up and watching her with those big, soulful eyes of his, he continues.<br><br>"I mean, I'm not real well educated or anything.&nbsp; Dropped out.&nbsp; Ran away.&nbsp; Ended up here.&nbsp; Not a lot of time for Shakespeare and advanced math and stuff like that."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>30-06-2007, 16:24:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abbey sipped her own water before turning over, turning back again, trying to find out the most comfortable way to lie with her new partner.&nbsp; They were both small enough that they could sort of snugly join if she just bent a little that way. . . mmmm. .. that was nice, and she began purring again.<br><br>"I don't care about that shit.&nbsp; I mean, open up to me about what you think about the world, about life, about anything at all you think of that doesn't involve this," she said as she gave his cock a little tug.&nbsp; "Do you have a favorite wine or music, can you cook a mean Belgium waffle, what's your favorite sport.&nbsp; Anything at all, really."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>30-06-2007, 16:34:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh!"<br><br>He gives an embarrassed little squeak.<br><br>"Well, I can cook..."<br><br>He relaxes against her again.<br><br>"I don't know a lot about wine and stuff.&nbsp; I usually try to avoid alcohol 'cause I get dumb and friendly when drunk.&nbsp; But...music?&nbsp; I kind of like all sorts, but...this is embarrassing.&nbsp; Nobody ever expects to hear it.&nbsp; There's this one piece I heard once.&nbsp; Classical.&nbsp; Violins and stuff.&nbsp; It was beautiful!&nbsp; It was so beautiful it made me cry.&nbsp; But I never found out what it was called so I can't just..."<br><br>He sighs a little.<br><br>"I like to read.&nbsp; I like books, you know?&nbsp; And libraries.&nbsp; They're quiet and still and full of interesting things if you only know where to look."<br><br>And giggles.<br><br>"I don't look like a bookworm, though, do I?'
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>30-06-2007, 16:52:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No, not really.&nbsp; But looks can be deceiving.&nbsp; Take me.&nbsp; Would you have guessed in a million years that I'm a political news junkie?&nbsp; I love the stuff; get the op-eds and front pages of about five major newsies every day, and all the blogs I can read through.&nbsp; So no, I think it's interesting.&nbsp; Tell me about your favorite book."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>30-06-2007, 16:59:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Politics!"<br><br>Danny makes a face, giving Abbey a fair idea of his opinion of the subject.<br><br>"My favorite book?&nbsp; Uhm...I don't have one favorite.&nbsp; But I liked the Three Musketeers.&nbsp; You know.&nbsp; Dumas."<br><br>He giggles again.<br><br>"I liked the movie a lot, too.&nbsp; The only thing I ever saw Charleton Heston play, and liked watching, was Cardinal Richelieu.&nbsp; That and Raquel Welch in a low neckline."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>30-06-2007, 19:00:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think I saw that movie."<br><br>Abbey leaned in, and placed her lips on Danny's muzzle, kissing him.&nbsp; She shivered a little bit, and smirked.&nbsp; "You know, I'm hume enough that it still feels weird to me, kissing someone with a face like yours.&nbsp; Has pet recovered enough for round two?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>30-06-2007, 19:04:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Y-yeah?"<br><br>Danny licks his lips nervously.<br><br>"She was cute, huh?"<br><br>He glances down.<br><br>"I...I could be, yes.&nbsp; Should I, uhm...play?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>30-06-2007, 19:11:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Catslit eyes narrow.&nbsp; "Oh no.&nbsp; Pet doesn't touch himself, or pet loses the use of his hands.&nbsp; If you break every other rule I give you, don't dare forget that one.&nbsp; Now go back and assume the position on the horse.&nbsp; I'm going to get your warmed up a bit before the main event."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>30-06-2007, 19:13:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny pouts.&nbsp; He sounds a bit disappointed.<br><br>"You don't want to watch me do that?"<br><br>Then he slides out of bed, drops to all fours, and crawls back over to the sawhorse and drapes himself over the top again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>30-06-2007, 19:19:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abbey didn't answer, but rolled from the bed, and took a towel to her hot, sweaty skin.&nbsp; She liked the room warm, liked the feel of sweat against the leather and vinyl she wore, liked working for the sweat, as she intended to now.&nbsp; She came behind Danny, and took four leather straps from her bag, tying him at the ankles and wrists in position.<br><br>"Pet needs a little taste of discipline, so pet is going to be spanked."&nbsp; Teeth gleam as she takes a paddle from the bag, and slaps it against her palm, the leather-wrapped wood making a smart retort against her palm.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>30-06-2007, 19:21:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny whimpers and wiggles his ass a little.<br><br>"N-no, please..."<br><br>But it's pretty obvious the protest is <em>pro forma</em>.<br><br>"Pet hasn't been naughty yet!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>30-06-2007, 19:26:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Pet didn't cum when he was told, pet had to be told twice to come to bed, and now pet is protesting that he does not deserve punishment."&nbsp; Flash of teeth, a pure predatory sign.<br><br>There was more to come, however, before the spanking began.&nbsp; Another dildo, shorter and a bit thicker, made of brightly gleaming stainless steal with a pair of wires coming out of the base, attached to a small, black box with dials and buttons.&nbsp; "Three guesses what this does, pet."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>30-06-2007, 19:27:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny whimpers a little louder, and squeaks when he sees the new toy.<br><br>"E-electroshock?&nbsp; Ohhhhhhhh..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>30-06-2007, 19:39:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmmmm hmmmmm."&nbsp; A touch of lube, and the thick lump works its way into Danny's ass, the little flared base keeping it in place.&nbsp; "So we'll want to get a proper gauge of how far we can go. . ." she turned on the regulator, and began to sent a current into Danny's ass, as low as the machine could produce, to start.<br><br>"Rate this one to ten, pet."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>30-06-2007, 19:42:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Owwww...ahhh, o-one, Mistress."<br><br>Danny squirms some more.<br><br>"P-please, you don't have to do this..."<br><br>More <em>pro forma</em> objecting, of course, especially given the way he's hardening again!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>30-06-2007, 19:51:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Pet responds well to setting five.&nbsp; If we double the voltage and add a random duration and frequency program, how does pet like it?"&nbsp; Abbey makes the changes.&nbsp; "Now rate this, pet."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>30-06-2007, 20:48:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Owwwww!&nbsp; F-four!&nbsp; Four!&nbsp; Ahhhhh!"<br><br>He squirms harder, gasping.<br><br>"Please, no more!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>01-07-2007, 04:02:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tsking, Abbey made some more adjustments, and calibrated the torture of the stimulation flowing into the poor, pound Danny.&nbsp; By the time she was finished with the variations in voltage, duration, and intervals, his muscles were alight as if by fire, and she had yet to even begin his "punishment."<br><br>Leaving the electricity running at a low, constant setting, the catgirl took up her paddle, and began to slap the Skunk's ass.&nbsp; Left cheek, right cheek, no pause in between the two.&nbsp; Then a delay, and then a firm *SMACK* right across the center of both cheeks.<br><br>"Count them for me, and tell me what a naughty little bitch you are, and how much you like this."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>01-07-2007, 18:23:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"One!&nbsp; Ahhhh!&nbsp; I'm a naughty Skunk bitch who loves his spankings!"<br><br>Danny struggles weakly, sobbing a bit as she draws the paddle back for the next blow.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>01-07-2007, 18:30:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abbey continues to punish the girlish skunk in a series of three blows, left, right, middle, raising the intensity of the strap with every interval.&nbsp; After three sets of three spanks, she makes an adjustment to the control panel, either increasing the voltage, duration, or randomizing the length.<br><br>On and on it went, until she'd reached what she would guess to be a level six shocking, and then she stopped, walking around to Danny's front.&nbsp; Her fingers slipped into her moist cunt, and came out, glistening, before the Skunk's nose.&nbsp; "Lick it up.&nbsp; See how hot you've made me?&nbsp; God I love giving you what you want, you little bitch.&nbsp; Taste it, taste me!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>01-07-2007, 18:34:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Whimpering, Danny closes his jaws gently around her fingers, sucking and licking them clean while making little animalistic noises of appreciation and desire.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>01-07-2007, 18:37:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Like it?&nbsp; Good, there's more where that came from."&nbsp; Abbey put her feet on the lower crossbar of the horse, stepping up, and draping one leg around the bound Skunk's shoulders, bringing that dripping pussy just before his face.&nbsp; She rested the control box on the horse, and idly turned up the voltage by a fraction of a turn.&nbsp; "Eat me out, put that tongue inside me and make me come."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>01-07-2007, 18:39:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The increase in voltage makes Danny groan, but he snakes his tongue out and proceeds to lick her everwhere: first a long slow lick from clit to anus, teasing across her perineum, slipping deep into her pussy, and flicking over and around her clit before repeating the path over and over...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>01-07-2007, 18:50:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good boy. . . yes. . .oh!"&nbsp; That was what she said, but at a volume much greater, loud enough to echo against the concrete walls of the apartment.&nbsp; First words she shouted, then nothing but a long, breathless scream as she came, tensing her leg muscles around the horse and bending back, almost in half as the Skunk ate her out.<br><br>When she'd finished, she slid back, bonelessly collapsing in front of the saw, mewling.&nbsp; "Good boy.&nbsp; I liked round two better than round one.&nbsp; Mmmmmmmmmmmmm!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>01-07-2007, 18:57:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny giggles softly but says nothing, not daring to upset her again...but he does glance at her shyly from half-closed eyes, obviously enjoying the sight of his Mistress in afterglow.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>01-07-2007, 19:02:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The catgirl stood, first going on all fours and then sliding up the horse like it was a pole at a dancing club, bringing herself face to face with Danny, where she kissed on the lips, nipping softly.&nbsp; "Can you come three times in a night, or are we pushing it with two?&nbsp; I want round three, but it you can only come twice, you don't get sucked off now."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>01-07-2007, 19:05:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny blushes, moaning into her kiss.<br><br>"I...yes, I can come at least three...I mean...uhm..."<br><br>He squirms a bit.<br><br>"Ohhhh, would you?&nbsp; I...oh, please, yes!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>01-07-2007, 19:07:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abbey's eyes were stern.&nbsp; "Don't lie to me, pet.&nbsp; If I try for three and get nothing but a flaccid cock, you will regret it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>01-07-2007, 19:09:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He blushes again.<br><br>"I would never...no...no, Mistress!&nbsp; Because you'll hate me if I lie..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>01-07-2007, 19:11:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded, and didn't say anything else after that.&nbsp; Couldn't, because her mouth was busy with other things.&nbsp; It was a fit of gymnastics to fit herself under the sawhorse, but she managed, and found Danny's cock, licking with a rough, sandpapery tongue the precum from the tip, before she took the length into her mouth, feeling it tickle the back of her throat and stretch her lips.&nbsp; She purred as she did so, adding a wondrous vibration to the sensation of her constant, firm sucking.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>01-07-2007, 19:16:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ooohhhhhh, oh, Mistress...that feels sooo good!&nbsp; So very...ahhhh...so...I'm gonna..."<br><br>Danny shuts his eyes and sobs softly, wanting to simply release, but not daring to do so without permission!<br><br>"Ohhhhh...ohhh, yes...Ahh...Abbey, please..."<br><br>He suddenly remembers the last time something like this happened, and what followed, and he squirms even more.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>01-07-2007, 19:20:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With a mouth full of cock, it wasn't easy to understand her muffled command, but it was easy enough to interpret as, "Come."&nbsp; She pulled back, so that only the tip of the Skunk's cock was in her mouth, and increased her sucking, fondling his balls as she did, milking his shaft with her other hand.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>01-07-2007, 19:24:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny sighs and releases, thrashing against his bonds as his nerve endings suddenly reach the point of overstimulation.<br><br>"EEEEEEEEEEE!!!!"<br><br>Abbey's mouth fills with his copious climax, her ears catch his sudden sobs of relief and...distress?<br><br>"Oh!&nbsp; Oh...ohhhhh...oh, Abbey...Mistress...thank you..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>01-07-2007, 19:28:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abbey untwined her spindly limbs from the horse, and stood up, in front of Danny, her lips finding his again, extended nails running and scritching behind his ears.&nbsp; Her kiss fed back to him the mouthful of seed she'd caught, and hadn't swallowed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>01-07-2007, 19:29:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His lips open under hers, his tongue sliding into her mouth...not at all shy about tasting himself, or swallowing what's left.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>01-07-2007, 19:31:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				That done, Abbey pulled away, having quite recovered from her orgasm, and unfastened Danny, pulling the toy from his ass and setting it down on the table next to the paddle and the strap-on.&nbsp; Once more she sauntered to her bed, a bit more unsteady on her feet, and collapsed on top of the comforter.&nbsp; "Snuggle time again, Danny.&nbsp; Come over here."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>01-07-2007, 19:34:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				This time he wastes neither time nor motion, joining her at once and snuggling up to her, still weeping softly.<br><br>"Th-thank you, Mistress!&nbsp; It was so wonderful, hearing you come like that...and your mouth felt so good..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>01-07-2007, 19:35:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abbey curled up around him, and gave her tail a little twitch.&nbsp; "I kind of liked it to," she said, dryly.&nbsp; "But you're going all emo.&nbsp; Why are you crying, Danny?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>01-07-2007, 19:41:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I...I just..."<br><br>He lets out a sigh, takes a deep breath, and answers her:<br><br>"A few months ago I got picked up by a married couple.&nbsp; It was kind of a weird situation, but it felt really good right up until they threw me out the next morning.&nbsp; I guess I kind of had a flashback or something.&nbsp; S-sorry... but I'm kind of emo, anyway.&nbsp; That's what people seem to expect from a faggy little Skunk-toy like me," he muses sadly, one finger tracing a circle on her hip.&nbsp; "Even if they didn't, I've always been kind of sensitive."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>01-07-2007, 19:44:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Please."&nbsp; Abbey put a hand on his belly and rubbed.&nbsp; Not the way you would rub a friendly dog's tum, but not the way one would caress a partner either, but something in between.&nbsp; Comforting and possessive, all at once.&nbsp; "I'm not going to kick you out tomorrow morning.&nbsp; I plan to be asleep tomorrow morning, and you'll make a good person-sized teddy bear.&nbsp; And it'll be the least I can do to feed you, after all the fun we're having together."<br><br>Smirking, she turned on her back.&nbsp; "Unless, of course, we've come to the place where you tell me that you've got no place to go, and ask if you can stay here for a little while.?"&nbsp; She handed him his water bottle from earlier, with its "rejuvenating herbs and spices."&nbsp; Seems she wasn't kidding about wanting a third time.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>01-07-2007, 19:52:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well...I don't, and...I can cook and clean.&nbsp; So it isn't as if I'd be freeloading.&nbsp; But no, I wasn't thinking of having that conversation just now.&nbsp; It would get in the way."<br><br>He sips his water, one hand toying with his collar.<br><br>"Do you want me to tell you details?&nbsp; My last Mistress liked to hear details."&nbsp; He smiles shyly.&nbsp; "It was kind of embarrassing, actually."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>01-07-2007, 19:58:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abbey thought about it, taking a drink.&nbsp; "Alright.&nbsp; I sort of had a little story written in my mind about it, so let's see how good of a guesser I am."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>02-07-2007, 05:51:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It was pretty simple.&nbsp; They met me at a club...well, when I say 'they' I meant 'he'.&nbsp; I didn't know he was married until his wife walking in on us while we were making out on the couch!&nbsp; Anyway.&nbsp; She joined in and it was kind of fun.&nbsp; Weird, but fun.&nbsp; She put me over her knee and spanked me while I sucked his cock, and then she had me sit in his lap...mmmm."<br><br>Danny shuts his eyes.&nbsp; A playful little half smile crosses his face.<br><br>"She sucked me off while I rode his thick cock, then had me between her tits 'til I came.&nbsp; After that things got pretty kinky..."<br><br>He shivers a little.<br><br>"It wasn't quite what I expected.&nbsp; I hadn't been in a three-way before, you know?&nbsp; Haven't been in one since, either.&nbsp; Haven't wanted to.&nbsp; Too hard to keep my mind on my partner."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>02-07-2007, 15:26:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ah," Abbey said.&nbsp; "I'm sorry, I misinterpreted that entirely.&nbsp; I thought you were going to tell me about, more generally, how 'it' happened, how you came to be a boy-toy bouncing from dominator to dominatrix.&nbsp; I couldn't find a diplomatic way to tell you I really didn't want to hear it, so I'm glad that's not what you meant."&nbsp; She put her hand on his lips.&nbsp; "I'm a cat, remember?&nbsp; We take disinterest to a whole other level.<br><br>"But yeah, I can relate to what you were saying.&nbsp; Porn makes everything look so smooth; no one's ever bored, everyone moves together without getting in each others' way, and its a great fuckfest for everyone.&nbsp; Reality is never so neat.&nbsp; Although, if there is one thing I'd like to see or try would be a circle suck, you know?&nbsp; A bunch of guys and or girls in a big circle, everyone with a mouth on a cunt or a cock.&nbsp; I don't know that it would work any better than a threesome, but I'd still love to see the video, you know?<br><br>"Still, it seemed like you had fun, even if you don't want to do it again."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>02-07-2007, 15:41:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny squirms.<br><br>"It takes a lot of acrobatics that nobody ever talks about, but...it is possible."<br><br>He nuzzles her.<br><br>"I would.&nbsp; If you wanted to.&nbsp; And, uhm, if you had a few friends.&nbsp; Or if you'd be okay with just watching, I know a couple places that have...really <em>rare</em> stuff."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>02-07-2007, 15:49:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Finish the water, pet.&nbsp; You'll need to recover completely for the climax, if you'll forgive me for mixing metaphors here.&nbsp; We have about an hour left before dawn, so I intend to fuck until the sun comes up."&nbsp; <br><br>About the other, she considered as she sipped her water.&nbsp; "Pass.&nbsp; Some things I want to keep as fantasies, you know?&nbsp; But I'd be interested in seeing if you know any kinky places I don't."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>02-07-2007, 15:52:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He finishes his water obediently, then lets one hand fall on her thigh, stroking her softly.<br><br>"Maybe.&nbsp; You might know more than I do.&nbsp; I generally just get taken places."<br><br>He nuzzles her again.<br><br>"You didn't mind the torrid details, then?&nbsp; Of the three-way, I mean."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>02-07-2007, 16:02:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm a cat," she said, as if that answered everything.&nbsp; Maybe it did, in her mind.&nbsp; She narrowed her eyes again; snuggle-time was over, and she became a harsh Mistress easy easily as slipping on a robe.&nbsp; "Pet goes to the screen door and faces it.&nbsp; Pet does not turn around until Abbey says to."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>02-07-2007, 16:07:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny does as he is ordered to do, without question or delay.&nbsp; And, Abbey will be pleased to notice, he's already hardening again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>02-07-2007, 16:16:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anticipation is the sauce, and Danny gets a full five minutes of staring at the painted Shoji screen, hearing her move about behind him, before she comes up, wiry arms around his waist and finding his cock, a leather cock-ring being fastened around it.&nbsp; "I noticed you looking at the rack earlier, pet.&nbsp; Want to try it on for size?"&nbsp; A rhetorical question, because she's made up her mind to finish the evening with the Skunk stretched out on the device.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>02-07-2007, 16:19:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"As you wish, Mistress."<br><br>He shivers with anticipation, eagerness coming through in his voice.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>02-07-2007, 16:30:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Just tight enough to make the pump of blood in that nicely sized cock heavy, make the sensitive flesh aching and tender, and then she locks the cock-ring in place with a tiny tiny key.&nbsp; She slips a belt of sorts around his waist, running a pair of straps down between her legs, between his ass cheeks, and then he begins to feel a probing at his ass.&nbsp; The well lubricated plug slides in, and she ties off the leather straps to the back of his belt, keeping the plug in place with a bit of knotwork.&nbsp; "Almost done, pet.&nbsp; Go lie down on the rack and put your wrists and ankles in the shackles."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>02-07-2007, 16:35:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Nnnnggggh...y-yes, Mistress."<br><br>He walks to the rack, head down, and stretches out on the rack, slipping his wrists and ankles through the shackles as directed.&nbsp; The poor boy cannot keep his lower lip from trembling a little in anticipation of his 'punishment'...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>02-07-2007, 16:43:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Four clicks, each a tiny noise beneath her aroused breathing, her mewling, but four clicks, and he is locked into place.&nbsp; The rack had an interior frame that could rotate him across three planes, when she loosened the bolts, she was able to tilt him upright in the device.&nbsp; "Like I said, almost done, pet."<br><br>A pair of clamps, with ornamental covers, are attached to his nipples, and given a casually cruel flicker of her finger once they have started to bite.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>02-07-2007, 16:47:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Aaaahhhh!"<br><br>He shuts his eyes tightly, tears leaking out, and fights to keep quiet...if he wasn't already hard, he would be now!&nbsp; Nipple play has always been poor Danny's big weakness, and to be clamped and helpless before a beautiful domme is almost enough to drive him wild!<br><br>"M-Mistress..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>02-07-2007, 16:58:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"One last bit," she whispered.&nbsp; A device she'd designed herself, two cupped plates that slid over each other, with spoked on the rim.&nbsp; She slipped them over his testicles, where the spokes grabbed onto his cockring, and inserted a little wrench into the joining post of the two plates.&nbsp; Turning, the plates began to tighten around his balls.&nbsp; Tighten some more, and then more, past comfortable squeezing, into the realm of mounting pressure. . . "That should do.&nbsp; Now we're ready to stretch you out."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>02-07-2007, 17:02:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny whimpers a little louder.<br><br>"Ooooooo...!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>02-07-2007, 17:04:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abbey laughed.&nbsp; "Now we play."&nbsp; She adjusted the frame so that he was lying flat on his back, the wooden rungs of the rack supporting his back and ass (and pressing the plug in his butt just a little deeper), and began to turn the crank, slowly. . .oh. . .she was so slow.&nbsp; Not only to prolong the feeling, but to take care that she did not hurt her pet by wrenching too quickly or too forcefully on his joints.<br><br>Inch by inch, Danny was spread on the rack, stretched until his shoulders and hips strained.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>02-07-2007, 17:12:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ahhh!&nbsp; Owwwww..."<br><br>This is a new experience for Danny: suspension, yes, or being pilloried...but the rack?&nbsp; He squirms helplessly (or tries to) and whimpers, more tears leaking out from behind his tightly clamped eyelids.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>02-07-2007, 17:15:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It quickly became clear, despite the elaborate build up and preparation, the cock ring and ball-crusher, ass plug and nipple clamps, racking him to just that point of tension where it bordered between painful and unbearable, the actual meat of the action would be fairly uncomplicated.<br><br>Abbey climbed atop the rack, straddling the helpless Skunk, her moist cunt rubbing on his engorged cock.&nbsp; Her small breast hung low over his face as, with a growl, the catgirl slid him inside her, needle like teeth biting into his shoulder as she settled down.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>02-07-2007, 17:18:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Aaahhhhh!"<br><br>Danny tries to squirm, but can't...<br><br>"Ohhhh!&nbsp; Oh, M-Mistress!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>02-07-2007, 17:20:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes, pet.&nbsp; I'm going to fuck you at this speed," she slides up again, and down, using the powerful muscles of her thighs and calves to control her ascent and lower her with painful slowness, "until you come."&nbsp; She flicked his clamped nipples, tugged the ornamental cover.&nbsp; "How long do you thin it will be?"&nbsp; In. . .out. . .
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>02-07-2007, 19:27:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Aaaahhhh...n-not as long as you deserve, Mistress..."<br><br>He whines as she flicks the clamps.<br><br>"M-mistress...ahhhh...no...not that...unless you want me to..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>02-07-2007, 19:32:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmmmmm.&nbsp; Remember the rules, pet?&nbsp; Pet doesn't come until Abbey says he can.&nbsp; Pets that come when they're not allowed get punished."&nbsp; Flick of the nipple clamps, grinding slowly her tight, dripping pussy down on his cock.&nbsp; "I could make your cock ring tighter, so that you <em>can't</em> come until I let you. . .would pet like that?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>02-07-2007, 19:35:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He whines, crying out piteously.<br><br>"N-no!&nbsp; Please, no, Mistress!&nbsp; Not tighter!"<br><br>A soft sob follows.<br><br>"B-but you...as you wish..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>02-07-2007, 19:43:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Then pet will not come, no matter how much Abbey plays with his poor, tortured nipples."&nbsp; She took both nipple clamps, twisted them, pulled them, then let them alone for a few minutes.&nbsp; She fucked him, bit him, kissed him, raked her claws on his chest enough to leave gauges pinpointed with blood, in such slowness that it seemed as if she moved through molasses.<br><br>"Pet is a very good boy," she said, gasping, after some time.&nbsp; "Pet has made me come four times. . .oh this is nice. . ."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>02-07-2007, 19:46:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny sobs softly, frustrated almost beyond endurance...but pleased that Mistress enjoys him.<br><br>"P-please?&nbsp; Please, Mistress?&nbsp; May I?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>02-07-2007, 19:49:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The jaguar teeth and claws had done their number on him; even if she reneged on her promise not to boot him out, he'd be marked for the next few days at least by the work of her mouth and hands.&nbsp; Abbey smiled to see it, and the depths of need, the sobbing, pretty little boy toy beneath her.&nbsp; <br><br>"Come for me pet," she said a second after she had begun grinding, harder and faster.&nbsp; Her hand pulled on his nipple clamp until it was pulled off with a sudden wrench.&nbsp; "Come now!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>02-07-2007, 19:51:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He howls, spurting endlessly into her...sobbing for breath, shuddering under her as his entire body seems consumed by his orgasm...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>02-07-2007, 19:53:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She growled. . .no. . .roared as Danny ejaculated into her, showing her wild side as she thrashed with abandon, with the feel of his hot seed, with the shuddering of the cock and the clamp tightness of her cunt as it presses in with her last orgasm.&nbsp; She collapsed on top of him, her entire body a single, trembling tension wire, shuddering and mewling.<br><br>"Good boy," she said at last, and pulled up, orgasmic tears of delight in her eye.&nbsp; "That was delicious, pet.&nbsp; We played all night long."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>02-07-2007, 20:10:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A soft whimper, followed by a quiet 'thank you, Mistress', is all the answer the poor Skunk seems able to muster.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>02-07-2007, 20:13:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Of course, the amount of preparation she put in made was equaled by the length of time it too to undo everything the Skunk was in.&nbsp; First the little Allen wrench unlocked the ballcrusher.&nbsp; Then the cock ring came off, the nipple clamps, then the butt plug and belt out, and finally she loosened the rack and opened the shackles.&nbsp; <br><br>The little end table had quite the collection of toys atop it by the time she was through.&nbsp; Abbey walked to the bathroom, dipping a finger inside her pussy lips and licking off some of the spunk that was dripping on her thighs.&nbsp; "Bath time, then bed time.&nbsp; Come with me, Danny."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>02-07-2007, 20:16:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It takes him a moment to respond, and he does so sluggishly...his eyes drifting and dreamy, somewhere distant...but he does obey, following her into the bathroom meekly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>02-07-2007, 20:20:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The marble tub was big enough for four, but filled in less than three minutes with steaming water, to which she added a few oils, a little gel, and some more "herbs and spices," the scent of which filled the bathroom along with the steam, inducing feelings of supreme relaxation.&nbsp; While waiting for the tub to fill, Abbey sat on the rim, a glazed and dreamy expression on her face, petting Danny absently.<br><br>She slipped into the tub, into the carved, bench seat just in front of the oscillating jet, and beckoned Danny to take the seat next to her.&nbsp; "OK, we've got some frighteningly good chemistry together, Danny.&nbsp; I haven't had this much fun in ages.&nbsp; You're a good sub." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>02-07-2007, 20:23:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He giggles softly.<br><br>"Thank you, Mistress!&nbsp; I...uhm...I am happy to have pleased you."<br><br>Leaning against her, almost purring as she strokes him, he relaxes in the warm water.<br><br>"I would be happy to stay, if that is your wish."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>02-07-2007, 20:30:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abbey squeezed out a washcloth, and rubbed between her legs, smiling at him.&nbsp; "We're in game off mode, Danny.&nbsp; I'm not a lifetimer, for God's sake.&nbsp; Call me Abbey or whatever.&nbsp; Look, the Trough will be closed for a week, like I was saying.&nbsp; You can stay here, we can hang out, have some great sex, try out some toys and play house.&nbsp; I'd like it, but I don't know if you're looking for a girlfriend right now, or if we'll even be able to get along once we get to know each other better."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>02-07-2007, 20:34:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"A-Abbey," he repeats.&nbsp; "Okay."<br><br>He snuggles closer.<br><br>"I'd like that.&nbsp; Just...hanging out.&nbsp; Having kinky sex.&nbsp; Sounds like fun!&nbsp; But, uhm..."<br><br>He tilts his head up and looks at her with those puppy-dog eyes again.<br><br>"Will you still peg me?&nbsp; I...I really like that."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>02-07-2007, 20:39:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Fuck yes," she said, using the vulgarity for emphasis, as her voice was sleepy and sedate, in the tub.&nbsp; She kissed him, between his puppyish eyes and then fully on the muzzle.&nbsp; "Will you still beg me to do the kinky things to you and call yourself my little bitch-boy?"&nbsp; Abbey gave a flash of teeth, and slipped beneath the water, slicking her hair back.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>02-07-2007, 20:45:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes," he answers softly.&nbsp; "I'll beg and squeal and cry whenever you want!"<br><br>He giggles and dunks himself for a moment.<br><br>"And I'll fantasize out loud any time you want me to think of something naughty."&nbsp; He licks his muzzle.&nbsp; "Did you like taking me with a strap-on, Abbey?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>02-07-2007, 20:53:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The catgirl slipped out, and pulled the plug on the bathdrain, letting the water swirl down.&nbsp; She wrapped herself in a fluffy towel, and tossed him the second.&nbsp; "You know I did.&nbsp; I think we found the gold star of the evening."&nbsp; She brought a hand up, and wrote with an imaginary pen in the air.&nbsp; "Note to self: fuck Danny in the ass with your biggest strap on every chance you get.&nbsp; He goes apeshit over it.<br><br>"Bedtime, sweets."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>02-07-2007, 20:58:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It doesn't have to be that big," he murmurs.&nbsp; "But a reach-around or maybe some nipple play?&nbsp; For next time?"&nbsp; He bats his eyes at her, pouting for a moment before he gets the giggles again.<br><br>"Bedtime."<br><br>He dries off carefully, making sure to get his fluffy, luxurious tail as dry as he can--no point in getting her sheets wet.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>02-07-2007, 21:02:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The pillows and blankets were down, almost as soft as cloud, and the sheets a flannel worn smooth and carefully until it was almost as soft as silk, but much warmer.&nbsp; Abbey slipped in, flipping a single master switch on the wall that killed the lights throughout the apartment.&nbsp; The sun's light sent pale slivers through the windows, but were diffused through the screens, making it almost as gentle as starlight.&nbsp; The catgirl turned on her side, holding an arm open.&nbsp; "I snore," she warned.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>02-07-2007, 21:05:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny curls up beside her.<br><br>"I don't mind," he says quietly.&nbsp; "May I...uhm...wake you later?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>02-07-2007, 21:11:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sure," she said, sleepily, wrapping an arm around the little skunk.&nbsp; Like all cats, she fell asleep the moment she closed her eyes, breathing gently and deeply, purring, deep in her throat, from the contentment that comes only after really, really good sex.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>02-07-2007, 21:14:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With a soft giggle, he closes his eyes and relaxes, falling asleep soon after.<br><br>And, some hours later, waking first, he gently disengages and reverses his position under the covers so that he can run his tongue along her sex, intending to wake her in a most pleasurable fashion.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>02-07-2007, 21:40:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Asleep, with her defenses down, she hardly seems capable of the aura of command, the power and raw dominance she'd used on him in the night.&nbsp; Small and slender as a reed, breasts mere teacups ears twitching, she was almost angelically lovely.&nbsp; She responded to his disengagement by lying on her back, head turned to one side.&nbsp; His merest touch do not disturb her, she merely moves as he nudges her, and soon he has her legs open, the mound before his tongue, and as he begins licking, Abbey's breathing changes.&nbsp; Still asleep, she moans, and moistens, and the petals open with the juices of her arousal.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>02-07-2007, 21:49:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Giggling softly to himself, savoring the scent and taste of her arousal, Danny repeats his slow, teasing licks from before--clit to anus and back again, sliding his tongue inside her on every pass, kissing and sucking on her clit between repetitions.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>03-07-2007, 16:13:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The horny little Skunk has to work at it, but Abbey begins to come around.&nbsp; Her breathing takes on an almost constant moaning, and she soon moistens almost as much as she'd done when she had Danny all stretched out on the rack.&nbsp; Still, her head to the side, her arms above her head, eyes closed.&nbsp; The cat could sleep, even through a spectacularly energetic bit of oral sex, even if her sleeping body apparently was awake enough to enjoy it.&nbsp; <br><br>Finally, one green eye opened, just a slit, and she moaned again, lifting her hips and wrapping her thighs around Danny's head, pressing her pussy into his teasing tongue.&nbsp; "You horny little bitch. . .I was having such a nice dream.&nbsp; Don't stop.&nbsp; Mmmmmm."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>03-07-2007, 16:16:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Giggling to himself, Danny obliges, pumping his tongue in and out of her tightness, pulling it out to rim her from time to time.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>03-07-2007, 21:25:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Despite her protests that she would much, much rather be asleep than receiving this rather excellent oral attention, Abbey was awake now, and very much enjoying Danny's cunnilingus, moaning, panting, making little mewling noises as she did when she was in heat.&nbsp; "Suck my clit.&nbsp; Put it in between your teeth and make me come, damn you!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>03-07-2007, 21:27:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Catching her clit between his teeth, the Skunk sucks as hard as he can, pausing only to nibble gently from time to time...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>03-07-2007, 21:31:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ahhh. . .AHHHH!" she cried, putting her hands on his head and her fingers pressing his fur, as if she'd like to shove his entire muzzle into her throbbing cunt.&nbsp; She climaxed with a final rush of fluid from her depths, and rubbing her juices across his face as her back spasms.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>03-07-2007, 21:32:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Releasing her, he continues to lap gently at her sex and perineum as she calms down, giggling quietly to himself.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>03-07-2007, 21:35:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abbey opened both eyes, and turned, looking at the clock.&nbsp; 3:00pm.&nbsp; She made a hissy face at Danny.&nbsp; "You woke me up after only nine hours?&nbsp; God, you are a hungry little bitch."&nbsp; There was a laugh in her voice as she said it, even if her face was stern.&nbsp; "I suppose pet wants to come now to, or get fucked again by Abbey's strap-on?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>03-07-2007, 21:37:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Pet wants to be fucked," he says from under the covers.&nbsp; "Pet wants to be fucked good and slow, and stroked and pinched and played with..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>03-07-2007, 22:05:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Throwing back the covers, Abbey switched on her "Mistress" voice.&nbsp; "Pet is just shit out of luck, then, because Abbey doesn't do anything in the morning until after she's had her coffee, and that includes fucking little bitches like the horny sluts they are.&nbsp; But maybe pet will get lucky after Abbey has some caffeine. . ."<br><br>She got out of bed, and threw a robe on her shoulders.&nbsp; She slid opened the screen, and started towards the kitchen, pausing to say over her shoulder, "Pet should bring the strap-on and wait like a good little boy in the living room.&nbsp; If pet wants to be fucked, of course."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>03-07-2007, 22:08:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny giggles and crawls out from under the covers, watching her head for the kitchen with his big, soulful, brown eyes.&nbsp; Only when she's gone does he get out of bed.&nbsp; Fetching the toy and a bottle of lube, he pads into the living room and stretches out in a nice warm patch of sunlight, striking an alluring and submissive pose as he flops onto his stomach.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>03-07-2007, 22:22:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After a few minutes, the smell of French Roast wafts into the living room, where the simple, utilitarian furniture is contrasted by the shiny, sleek electronics' flat panel television and speakers arranged symmetrically around the room; computer with twin monitors and an array of mixing equipment and accessories to make a technophile's heart begin to pound.<br><br>Abbey came back into the living room with a blue mug with milky, sweet coffee, and sat on an easy chair.&nbsp; She snapped her fingers with a hard stare, and pointed at the ground in front of her feet.&nbsp; "Here, Danny," she commands.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>03-07-2007, 22:24:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Meekly, he crawls over to 'heel', tail quivering with excitement.<br><br>"Like this?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>03-07-2007, 22:29:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmmm hmmmm."&nbsp; Abbey lifted her legs, letting the short robe fall around her thighs, and rested them on his shoulders, rocking back in the chair as she used her pet for a footrest.&nbsp; She sipped her coffee, and let out a contented sigh.&nbsp; Very comfortable, was she.&nbsp; And she took another sip, and then. . .<br><br>Well, she proceeded to drink her coffee, and let poor Danny wait until she'd finished that first cup.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>03-07-2007, 23:44:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny plants furry, feather-soft kisses on her ankle and calf while he waits patiently, urging her silently to hurry by making Pet Skunk eyes at her all the while.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>03-07-2007, 23:50:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Not to be hurried, Abbey finished her coffee with the luxurious ease of someone with no place in particular to be, and set the cup to the side.&nbsp; She smiled down at the little Skunk, a fierce smile if ever there was one before she took the strap on, tapping the dildo against the palm of her hand.&nbsp; "So I have a little bitch that's desperate for a good, hard fuck.&nbsp; Is that the situation?&nbsp; And maybe a reach-around?&nbsp; Do you want to be fucked and jerked off, pet?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>03-07-2007, 23:53:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny smiles, planting another kiss on her leg.<br><br>"Y-yes, Abbey," he lisps softly.&nbsp; "Pet wants to be fucked and stroked."<br><br>Shutting his eyes and moaning a little, he nods.<br><br>"Pet wants to be fucked and stroked and made to whine like a naughty little boy-bitch."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>03-07-2007, 23:55:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Going around behind the submissive boy-toy, Abbey slapped his ass.&nbsp; "What makes pet think he deserves it?&nbsp; He woke Abbey up with head, instead of coffee," she growled, even as she was beginning to put on the strap-on.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>04-07-2007, 00:13:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ah!&nbsp; Mmm..."<br><br>Danny wiggles his butt at her, turning over one shoulder coyly.<br><br>"Pet doesn't deserve it, but Abbey would enjoy fucking him anyway."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>04-07-2007, 03:56:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With a press of a remote control button, Abbey's music system, delivered over seven perfectly positioned speakers, began to play.&nbsp; Not one of her mixes, but something nice and sweet and a little dirty, <em>Black Velvet</em>, by Alannah Myles, filled the apartment as the catgirl knelt down behind the skunk her thumb pressing against his anus.&nbsp; "Make him squeak.&nbsp; Yeah, I think you're right.&nbsp; Way to use that tongue, pet.&nbsp; Guess you get some fucking after all."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>04-07-2007, 05:54:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny sighs, arching his back.<br><br>"Y-yes, oh, yes...I did good?&nbsp; I made you feel good?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>04-07-2007, 13:24:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Another slap on his ass, but then Danny feels a cool, lubed finger pressing into his ass, curling, just a bit, to spread the jelly inside him.&nbsp; "Pet, Abbey has decided, deserves to be fucked good and hard."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>04-07-2007, 17:21:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Licking his muzzle, lowering his head, Danny mewls softly.<br><br>"Oh!&nbsp; Oh, that feels so..."<br><br>He pushes back against her finger.<br><br>"Abbey likes fucking her pet?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>05-07-2007, 13:43:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A second finger begins to slide in along the first, along with a fresh coating of lube.&nbsp; "Pet is very fuckable, yes.&nbsp; Pet makes the prettiest noises when he's fucked, Pet makes Abbey feel very good with that little bit pressed on her clit when she slams his ass."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>05-07-2007, 16:52:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny gasps.<br><br>"Abbeeeeeyyyy...!"<br><br>He pushes himself slowly back against her fingers, mewling softly.<br><br>"Oohhhh...oh, yes..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>05-07-2007, 18:23:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes, Danny likes having his ass filled, doesn't he?&nbsp; Fingers or cock, he loves being a little bitch.&nbsp; Mmmmmmm.&nbsp; You look so sweet, fucking my hand like that.&nbsp; Let's see if we can get some more noises out of you."&nbsp; With another spank, Abbey kneels behind him, a hand on his hip, another at the dildo strapped over her mons, guiding the cockhead into Danny's tight sphincter.&nbsp; "Tell me how hard you want it, pet.&nbsp; Tell Abbey what to do with this little ass."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>05-07-2007, 18:26:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Squeaking at the sudden slap, Danny wiggles his butt at her until she presses the toy against him.<br><br>"Ooooo...f-fuck your pet good and hard," he gasps softly.&nbsp; "Fuck his naughty little boy-slut ass 'til he cries!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>05-07-2007, 22:03:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her cock slides into Danny's ass with a powerful, slow motion.&nbsp; Her hips do not stop until they have lodged the dildo up to its base.&nbsp; Abbey gives a playful back and forth play, just a half inch or two, so that he can feel how thick and deep it is, before reaching a hand around and cupping the Skunk's testicles.&nbsp; "There's a problem, pet.&nbsp; If I let you come this time, you may spill all over my nice clean floor.&nbsp; What shall we do about this?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>06-07-2007, 00:50:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Aaaahhhhh...I...I dunno," he whimpers, squirming on the thick toy.&nbsp; "Ooooo!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>06-07-2007, 02:54:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				In and out, she began to slide.&nbsp; Each thrust pulling out a little further, each push going in a little deeper.&nbsp; She worked her rhythm, building in speed and force, fondling his balls.&nbsp; "Oh.&nbsp; Well, I suppose pet doesn't need to come after all then."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>06-07-2007, 03:01:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"N-no fair," Danny whines, moving back against her.&nbsp; "Please?&nbsp; Don't...don't say that, Abbey, please!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>06-07-2007, 03:04:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hmmmm.&nbsp; This is a problem for you, isn't it?&nbsp; I could catch it in my hand again, I suppose, but what if I spill?"&nbsp; The purr was in her voice as she spoke, sliding her hips steadily, lazily, each thrust opening Danny's ass and sending a delicious shiver through her clit.&nbsp; "You'd have to clean it up."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>06-07-2007, 03:13:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Y-yesssss...oh, please, fuck...fuck meeee...please, Abbey?&nbsp; Please stroke my naughty little boy-slut cock while you fuck my ass?"<br><br>Danny tries to turn over one shoulder to look at her, but can't quite manage it.<br><br>"Or...ahhh...put...put your boy-slut on his back..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>06-07-2007, 03:23:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"See?&nbsp; I knew you could think of something!"&nbsp; She had to pull out, long enough to grab his ankles, and with a twist, flip him out onto his back.&nbsp; Still holding him at the ankle, she lifted his hips, pressing forward with the dildo again, looking down at his spread, taut little body a, purring.&nbsp; "Yes, this way when you come it'll go on your belly.&nbsp; Yes. . .and i can look you in the eye while you cry and moan. . . mmmmmm. . .good boy." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>06-07-2007, 03:25:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You...you want to watch me?"<br><br>He blushes, gripping his ankels, biting his lower lip shyly.<br><br>"Will that please you?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>06-07-2007, 13:42:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmmm hmmm," she said, thrusting harder now, but slow.&nbsp; She put a finger in her pussy, began to slide it in and out to match her thrusts into Danny.&nbsp; "You have permission to play with yourself.&nbsp; Slow; though.&nbsp; You don't get to come until I do."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>06-07-2007, 17:58:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He blushes, reaching down to take himself in hand.<br><br>"Abbey wants to watch?"<br><br>His big brown eyes turn demurely to one side as he strokes himself.<br><br>"You could make me do this in the shower...less mess...aaahhhh..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>06-07-2007, 18:08:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Shut up, pet," Abbey said, not ungently.&nbsp; "I want to fuck you now."&nbsp; She started, building the force of her hips in tiny increments, out, IN, out so slowly, IN with a hard, jab.&nbsp; Each thrust made her moan in pleasure as the strap-on stimulated her, as her fingers slid into her moist pussy.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>06-07-2007, 18:17:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With every thrust, the slutty little bishie Skunk moans louder.<br><br>"Ohhhh...oh, fuck...yes..."<br><br>His hand speeds up, at least until he remembers to slow down again.<br><br>"F-fuck me...Abbey...!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>06-07-2007, 18:21:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny's only answer was a growing, growling rumble from the catgirl's chest as she started really letting herself go, fucking him as hard as she could, slamming his hips down into the tatami floor with every thrust.&nbsp; When she came, it was with a long, hissing breath, her eyes squeezing shut as her body shuddered, jerking the dildo in his ass from side to side, back and forth, up and down.&nbsp; "Yes, yes YESSSSS!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>06-07-2007, 18:31:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny stops stroking himself for a moment, writhing under Abbey, crying out as the toy twists and grinds inside him.<br><br>"Oooooo!&nbsp; Oh, fuck...oh, fuck, yes..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>06-07-2007, 18:33:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Now.&nbsp; Come."&nbsp; It seemed like that was all he was going to get, as she did her best to curl up around herself, shuddering in a wiry ball of ecstatic joy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>06-07-2007, 18:38:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His hand flies back to his hard cock, stroking fiercely, and within a few seconds his back arches.&nbsp; Howling, shivering and shuddering in climax, Danny shoots another full load all over his belly.<br><br>He calms again within seconds, going limp and weak, panting quietly.<br><br>"Thank you, Abbey...oh, thank you..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>06-07-2007, 18:40:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded, pulled out, and sat back on the couch, wiping her brow with the back of her hand.&nbsp; "How you have so much spunk in you, I'll never know.&nbsp; Didn't I empty you out enough last night?&nbsp; What, are you really a cow, you need a constant milking?" she teased.&nbsp; <br><br>"You're welcome.&nbsp; It was nice for me, too."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>06-07-2007, 18:41:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It's..."<br><br>He giggles sleepily.<br><br>"It's a talent.&nbsp; I've always been a bit...uhm...fast to recover."<br><br>He turns a bit, gazing up at her with those adoring eyes.<br><br>"May I tell you something that might seem a bit mushy?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>06-07-2007, 18:43:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Unstrapping her to, Abbey stood up.&nbsp; "As long as you tell me in the kitchen.&nbsp; I'm <em>hungry</em>, and there's a pound of bacon aching to be fried up, some eggs to scramble, and fresh fruit to be ignored.&nbsp; Didn't you say something about cooking?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>06-07-2007, 18:57:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sure, I cook!&nbsp; You want an omlette or just bacon and eggs?"<br><br>He slowly, carefully rolls off the couch, grabbing a facial tissue to catch his seed before it makes a mess.<br><br>"It's more silly than mushy, I guess."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>06-07-2007, 19:06:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A shrug, almost Gallic in its ability to communicate everything and nothing.&nbsp; "I'm listening."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>06-07-2007, 19:10:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny 'borrows' an apron, wrapping it around his waist while he starts throwing breakfast together with an efficient ease that seems well-practiced.<br><br>"You're, uhm, only the third woman I've ever...I mean, you know what I mean, right?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>06-07-2007, 19:53:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Fucked?"&nbsp; Abbey seemed tickled that Danny had trouble saying the word in normal conversation, given some of the things she'd heard come out of his mouth while they were in the middle of things.&nbsp; "You're right.&nbsp; Not all that mushy.&nbsp; But sweet.&nbsp; I'll call it sweet.&nbsp; You like the boys better?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>06-07-2007, 19:56:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I guess," he says softly.&nbsp; "Maybe it's the hair."<br><br>He giggles self-consciously.<br><br>"But yeah, it's usually guys.&nbsp; That's just how things have worked out somehow."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>06-07-2007, 19:58:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, you know, it's not a state of absolutes, that someone is straight, bi, or gay.&nbsp; There's an entire spectrum between the three poles, according to Kinsey, anyway."&nbsp; Abbey sat down at the breakfast table, and switched on the speakers in the kitchen; soft music from her playlist began filtering through as the Skunk worked and the Can made herself a fresh cup of coffee.&nbsp; "When you finish, get every toy we used last night and today and stick it in the sanitizer.&nbsp; Must keep clean, right?&nbsp; And there should be a newspaper outside the front door, be a good boy and fetch."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>06-07-2007, 20:00:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Kinsey?&nbsp; Oh, right.&nbsp; That guy in the fifties that got all the holy rollers pissed off.&nbsp; Good for him!"<br><br>Danny serves Abbey her breakfast.<br><br>"I'll just take care of the other stuff first, okay?&nbsp; You eat."<br><br>He slips away to clean up and fetch the paper, as instructed...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>06-07-2007, 20:12:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				In the few minutes she had to herself, Abbey put a hand beneath her chin and stared after the Skunk.&nbsp; She was a cat, alright, and she could boot him to the street without a second's hesitation and not loose a jot of sleep over it.&nbsp; His stay had turned into something more than a one-night swing, already.&nbsp; He was doing everything he could to ingratiate himself, but if that was a prelude to trying to put himself in a more permanent fixture here than the few days she'd offered, or his natural, submissive, happy self, she wasn't sure.&nbsp; <br><br><em>Oh stop looking a gift horse in the mouth</em>, she told herself.&nbsp; <em>He's harmless and fun.</em>&nbsp; She began to eat her breakfast.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>06-07-2007, 21:10:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny returns a few minutes later, still in nothing but the apron, bearing the paper with him...wide-eyed at the front page.<br><br>"Abbey?&nbsp; I don't think this will just blow over."<br><br>He hands her the paper, his lower lip trembling.&nbsp; Apparently the 'raid' went a little overboard...the words 'shots fired' and 'nightclub burns down' catch her eye.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>06-07-2007, 23:41:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abbey snatched the paper from him, her teeth pulled back into a snarl as she read.&nbsp; "Fuck," she said, quietly.&nbsp; And then, louder.&nbsp; "FUCK!"<br><br>She threw the paper over her shoulder and stormed out of the room.&nbsp; Even when angry, the catgirl walked on silent feet, but if she'd been hume, she'd have been stomping, Danny was sure of that.&nbsp; From the living room, he heard the sound of her dialing the telephone, and speaking, quickly and animatedly, to whomever picked up on the other end of the line.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>06-07-2007, 23:47:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny sinks into his seat and picks at his breakfast...hoping against hope that nobody he knows was hurt badly, fearing that this might be the case...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>09-07-2007, 05:03:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After a little while, Abbey came back into the kitchen, and calmly replaced the telephone on its base.&nbsp; She sat down back at her breakfast plate, and resumed eating.&nbsp; "It looks like I don't have a job waiting for me to go back to in a week.&nbsp; It was those fucking Dobermen.&nbsp; Never trust 'em, Danny; they're mean and stupid and unpredictable.&nbsp; One of them was packing, didn't like the idea of being taken off, so started shooting, the cops shot back, and somewhere along the way a fire got started.&nbsp; Two people died, one cop and one Dob, and a bunch more got taken to the hospital."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>09-07-2007, 15:53:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny shivers, still picking at his breakfast.<br><br>"S-sorry...but, uhm, th-thank you."<br><br>He swallows.<br><br>"If you hadn't...I mean, if we hadn't left when we did..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>09-07-2007, 15:57:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You'd probably have been picked up by someone before the raid anyway, and have been long gone," Abbey said.&nbsp; "Don't make a big deal out of it."<br><br>The catgirl picked up the newspaper from where it lay, crumpled on the floor, and smoothed it out, turning to the national news pages and skimming for a story of interest to her.&nbsp; "I have to figure out what I'm going to do with myself now.&nbsp; I thought it would be fun to own a nightclub, and on my first big night it gets burned down.&nbsp; Insurance will cover everything, but what do I do in the meantime?"<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>09-07-2007, 17:32:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Find another gig," Danny suggests softly, eyes demurely focused on his food.&nbsp; "Maybe even find a band to work with?&nbsp; There's always something going on..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>09-07-2007, 17:35:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Don't be silly, pet," she said, nudging him with her foot.&nbsp; "You think the owner would have told the DJ about a raid about to happen?&nbsp; Fact is, you're sitting across from the owner of the smoking pile of rubble that used to be the Feeding Trough.&nbsp; I have it for less than a month, and they burn it down.&nbsp; Typical, really."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>09-07-2007, 17:40:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny squeaks, blushes, and falls silent...<br><br>"...srry..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>09-07-2007, 17:51:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Eh, don't worry about it.&nbsp; Easy come, easy go, nothing can be done about it now.&nbsp; But it does mean I'm sort of adrift and without much if anything to do until the insurance check comes in.&nbsp; Good breakfast, by the way.&nbsp; I haven't had a omelet that light and flurry in years."&nbsp; She interlaced her fingers and reached forward, putting an arch into her back and stretching out with a mewl.<br><br>"Don't forget to sterilize the toys.&nbsp; I'm going to go lie in bed, naked and hot, and see if I can't think of a way to pass the time. . ."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>09-07-2007, 17:54:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I...uhm, took care of them before I started eating," Danny all but whispers, blushing happily when she praises his cooking.<br><br>"Shall I join you, Abbey?&nbsp; Or would you prefer I...uhm...I'll clear the table and stuff, I guess.&nbsp; But after that...?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>09-07-2007, 17:57:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She stopped in the doorway, half-turned so that she leaned back against the frame, casting her hair back over her shoulders and looking at the Skunk with lust-filled eyes.&nbsp; "I'll be very disappointed if you don't come back to bed with me, pet.&nbsp; I could use a little cock, right about now."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>09-07-2007, 18:02:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny nods, peeking up at her through his bangs.<br><br>"Should I clear the table later, then?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>09-07-2007, 18:52:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And attract ants into my nice, clean kitchen?&nbsp; Take a few minutes.&nbsp; It'll give me a chance to get ready for you."&nbsp; With a swish of her tail, she slid the door shut behind her, and moved through the apartment.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>09-07-2007, 19:04:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Okay," he calls after her.&nbsp; Finishing his breakfast at leisure, Danny clears the table, puts everything away, and washes the dishes before timidly approaching the bedroom again...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>09-07-2007, 19:35:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Somewhere, a fortune had been dropped on the apartment, because the room he enters looks nothing at all like the room he had left; the bed sliding up and folding into a neat cubby in the wall, and what was left was a room decorated in such a way that the rack and the bondage horse looked not at all out of place.&nbsp; Lit by candles that shined against oiled leather toys hung on pegboards in the walls, and reflected darkly against the cold steel manacles hung from the ceiling.<br><br>Abbey herself had also changed, removing her robe.&nbsp; She stood wearing no clothing at all, what she did wear only drew sharp attention to her nakedness.&nbsp; A leather domino mask, a chest harness that criss-crossed against her breasts, and a the vinyl boots, tight all the way up to her thighs, and nothing else.&nbsp; Her nipples were perked, her sex folds glistened already, and she stood near the board of toys, running her hands over the floggers and clamps.&nbsp; She smiled, teeth flashing.&nbsp; "I missed you, pet."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>09-07-2007, 19:39:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny swallows nervously, giving her a shy smile before lowering his eyes demurely and clasping his hands behind his back.<br><br>"I am here, as you desired.&nbsp; What is your pleasure, my goddess?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>09-07-2007, 19:55:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After what appeared to be a decision of the greatest important, she took down a flogger of braided silk cords, and brushed the soft threads over her own thighs, caressing herself with the white tassels, shivering at their softness against her skin.&nbsp; "Goddess?&nbsp; Yes, I will be your goddess, pet.&nbsp; You will give me worship, and I will give you the full focus of my divine attention, and make your cries a hymn to me."&nbsp; Playing it up a little?&nbsp; Sure.&nbsp; But there was something about the Skunk that made her want to get into the role more fully, and if he needed a dominating mistress, he'd find one in her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>09-07-2007, 19:57:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny shifts, suddenly conscious of the fact that he has yet to remove the apron...and even more conscious of his rapidly growing erection.<br><br>"Yes, my goddess," he whispers with a reverent tone.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>09-07-2007, 20:01:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Come to these chains, my pet," Abbey said, softly, using the full force of her whispery little-girl voice to caress his ears the same way she caressed her thighs with her flogger.&nbsp; She stood in front of the hanging manacles, care them a little push, let them sway with a creak from the anchor point in the ceiling.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>09-07-2007, 20:02:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Keeping his head down, Danny did so at once, then waited for instructions--sometimes, his lovers wanted him to put his hands in the manacles.&nbsp; Other lovers preferred for him to wait.&nbsp; Still others preferred to 'force' the issue...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>09-07-2007, 20:12:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Cat prowled behind him, rubbing her lightly furred flank against his hip, purring (or growling) until she stood behind him, her breath in his ear, her hands sliding over his ass, across his hips to rub his belly beneath that ridiculous apron.&nbsp; "Cold chains for your wrists, pet, but a lash that will grow warm as I beat you with it; this is what I will give you now.&nbsp; And what do you have for your goddess?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>09-07-2007, 20:18:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny trembles with anticipation, feeling himself harden even more.<br><br>"My...my devotion...my worship...all that I am is yours, goddess..."<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>10-07-2007, 02:15:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With a flick of her wrist, she tore the apron, leaving the Skunk naked before her.&nbsp; Her hands went back to his belly and rose up, rolling and pinching his nipples between her fingers before they moved further, to his slender shoulders.&nbsp; Bit by bit, her wandering hands crept, until they rounded his biceps and then closed over his wrists, lifting them into the shackles, closing them, where the locks clicked with a delicate snap.<br><br>She stepped away, still moving with languid, rolling movement, and turned a crank on the wall, drawing the chain up to the pulley, that Danny's arms are well above his head.&nbsp; "Your goddess is hungry, pet.&nbsp; She wants more than devotion, she wants more than worship.&nbsp; She wishes to taste your loving suffering.&nbsp; Are you willing to suffer for your goddess?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-07-2007, 03:09:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Squeaking when she pinches his nipples, whimpering as she closes the manacles around his wrists, Danny nods ever so slightly.<br><br>"Y-yes, my goddess...your pet will suffer to please you."<br><br>Closing his eyes, he waits for the sweet agony to begin.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>10-07-2007, 15:03:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He feels her take a step back, though the space behind him, warm from her body's heat, is filled with her intention, her attention, riveted like nails on the bound boy-toy.<br><br>The first stroke of the flogger is soft, almost loving, though he can feel, once she begins to put force and speed into it, how the heavy braids, their knots, will dig and bite and punish his body.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-07-2007, 15:29:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ahhhh!"<br><br>Danny bites his lip, doing his best to keep his cries muted...<br><br>"AAAAHHH!!"<br><br>Which only works until Abbey gets serious about flogging him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>10-07-2007, 15:37:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abbey put a touch of artistry and passion into her work, bringing the tool against Danny in a variety of ways; over hand, underhanded, fast and slow.&nbsp; Sometimes hard, sometimes soft, sometimes she would wrap the braids around his ribs so that the tips left welting lines across his chest, all the while making noises somewhere between growls and moans.<br><br>"Tell me how it feels to suffer for your goddess, boy.&nbsp; Tell me how delicious the pain is."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-07-2007, 15:40:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ahh!&nbsp; Ahhh, it feels wonderful, my goddess...to suffer...aaahhh!&nbsp; For you..."<br><br>Squirming a little, Danny whimpers with mingled agony and desire.<br><br>"To please you..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>10-07-2007, 16:26:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good boy.&nbsp; And you have, you've pleased me wonderfully.&nbsp; So I shall give you a small reward. . ."<br><br>Moving over to her toychest, Abbey opened a drawer, and pulled out a curious toy; a curved dildo of black silicone, shaped like a large "C", with the insides of each curl ribbed, and one end crowned with a blunted, metal point.<br><br>With a generous pour of lube, the catgirl slid the end of the toy into Danny's tight ass, giving a smack as she did.&nbsp; Pushing along the curve lodged it inside him, putting gentle pressure on his prostate, wrapping down between his legs, where the other end lay against his perineum, and the cool metal point placed on the base of his testicles.<br><br>With a flick of her fingers, she turned on that vibrator to its lowest setting, simultaneous stimulating prostate, perineum, and testicles with a wondrous sensation.&nbsp; <br><br>"Enjoy your reward, pet."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-07-2007, 16:30:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Aaaahhhh!"<br><br>Whimpering as the toy goes in, squealing and squirming in the manacles as the vibrations hit his system, Danny gasps aloud.<br><br>"Ohhhh!&nbsp; Oh, goddess!&nbsp; Th-thank youuuu..."<br><br>Nope.&nbsp; He definitely doesn't enjoy this at all.<br><br>"P-please, turn...turn it down...don't want...ahhhhh..."<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>10-07-2007, 16:36:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Don't want to come?&nbsp; Your goddess shall grant this prayer."&nbsp; A cockring, not a small strip of leather, but a full metal sheathe, went around Danny's penis, tightened with an Allen wrench, blocking up an orgasm into a building mass of pressure in his balls.&nbsp; "You may thank me now, pet."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-07-2007, 16:40:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Aaaahhhh!!&nbsp; Th-thank you, my...aahhhh..."<br><br>Danny sobs, trying to turn his face away from her.<br><br>"...thank you...my goddess..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>10-07-2007, 16:42:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And the lashing resumed, in full force, each stroke designed to jolt the skunk and spread the tails against his back, raising welts and stinging him across his back, his thighs, his shoulders and belly.&nbsp; "Resume your hymn, pet.&nbsp; Your goddess commands."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-07-2007, 17:57:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Within six strokes, Danny is wailing and whimpering aloud, squirming and twisting in a vain attempt to get away from the whip...and sobbing softly as his growing frustration keeps him firmly in place (under her thumb).
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>10-07-2007, 18:04:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After she has flogged him; given her leisurely pace, something that does not come soon, Abbey returned to the wall, and hung up the whip.&nbsp; He can see the sheen of sweat on her fur, glistening on her skin, can see especially between her bare thighs, where she has leaked from the folds of her pussy.&nbsp; She went back to the Skunk cat-slit eyes dilated and lusty behind that mask.&nbsp; "Does pet choose mercy, or torment at this time?&nbsp; You may plead for either, but the decision on which to grant shall be mine," she asked in a pant.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-07-2007, 18:09:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"T-t-torment," he whimpers.&nbsp; "It pleases my goddess to see me suffer for her..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>10-07-2007, 18:18:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A slap across his face met his answer, her teeth gleaming as she smiled.&nbsp; "I will answer your prayer, then," she said, and once more walked behind him, opening drawers and rustling through contents, until she found what toy, what device, she sough.&nbsp; First, Danny felt his arms pulled up more, as she turned the crank and pulled the chain tighter, lifting him up onto the tips of his toes, and stressing his arms and shoulders.&nbsp; Next came the clamps, connected by a delicate chain, but the teeth were sharp, one on each nipple, and one on the tip of his cock, where she placed a single kiss before closing it on.<br><br>"More, pet?&nbsp; Or is this enough. . .or too much?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-07-2007, 18:20:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"AAaaaaiiiiieeeee!"<br><br>Danny sobs aloud as the third clamp closes on his tender flesh, tears coursing down his face as he fights to articulate.<br><br>"N-nooooo...too...too much...ahhhh...p-please, mer...merceeeeeeeeeee..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>10-07-2007, 18:30:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good," she said, and moved to the sliding screen walls.&nbsp; Curtains hung in place blocked the diffused light, cloaking the bedroom come torture chamber in darkness, so complete he could not see the end of his nose.&nbsp; He could see her eyes though, gleaming in the dark.<br><br>Before she left him in torment, in darkness and in pain and ecstasy, she turned the vibrator tormenting him, pleasuring him, up two settings.&nbsp; "Your goddess will return in due time, pet," she said, sliding the door shut behind her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-07-2007, 18:33:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Crying out, whimpering piteously, squirming in the manacles...Danny hangs in the darkness, waiting for Abbey's return, filled and aching for release, clamped almost too painfully to tolerate...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>10-07-2007, 18:54:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was later.&nbsp; That was all he knew; in the darkness, there was no way to measure time.&nbsp; It could have been ten minutes, could have been hours, before the sliding door let a sliver of light into the room, and Abbey stepped back in, the creak of the leather and vinyl on her body sounding in Danny's ears over the constant hum of the vibrator.&nbsp; She closed the door, once more, the darkness, and came over to him.&nbsp; She did not speak, merely fit the wrench in his cock ring and opened it, her smooth palm over the tip of his penis.&nbsp; "Come, boy.&nbsp; Come for me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-07-2007, 19:01:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Almost at once, crying out in shame and frustration and pleasure co-mingled, Danny does as he is told, releasing his seed on command.<br><br>"Aaaaaahhhhh!!!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>10-07-2007, 19:06:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abbey let his orgasm finish, took his cum in her hand, and pulled the vibrator from his ass, but left him hung, left him pinched and clamped, until his body had recovered from the orgasm before lowering him from the ceiling, opening the manacles, and, finally, releasing the clamps with a touch light as feathers.<br><br>"Good boy.&nbsp; What a good boy you've been.&nbsp; You made me come without even touching me, Danny.&nbsp; I came when I was whipping you, four or five times."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-07-2007, 19:09:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny pants in her arms, weak with exhaustion and pleasure.<br><br>"Did...did I?"<br><br>He blushes.<br><br>"I am glad to have pleased you, my goddess," he smiles happily.&nbsp; "To make you orgasm like that..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>10-07-2007, 19:11:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lick, lick, lick.&nbsp; She was licking her hand, licking his cum from her palm and fingers, and making appreciative noises as she held him close with the other.&nbsp; "Game off, Danny, scene's over.&nbsp; I need to ground myself before I get too deep in the role of your goddess mistress.&nbsp; Want to lounge on the couch?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-07-2007, 19:19:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh-okay," he sighs, sounding very sleepy.&nbsp; "Couch.&nbsp; Couch is nice..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>10-07-2007, 19:30:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"K," Abbey said, giving Danny some support to walk him into the living room.&nbsp; She hadn't had a chance to get out of costume; a naked Skunk and a fetish-princess cat collapsed on the couch.&nbsp; "I know you've been with some pretty hard players before, Danny, but I want you to know I don't really want to hurt you.&nbsp; I'm not that kind of person.&nbsp; So if I do something that presses your ick buttons, please tell me instead of letting me do things you don't really want."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-07-2007, 19:50:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Okay," he whispers.&nbsp; "I'll tell you.&nbsp; Don' wantcha gettin' upset..."<br><br>He snuggles against her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>10-07-2007, 19:53:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abbey curls around him, draping a leg over his hip, putting a head on his shoulder, and roughly squirming against him like a friendly house-cat.&nbsp; "I'll be more upset if I hurt you, either your body or your mind, Danny.&nbsp; Not at myself; at you.&nbsp; We're playing grown up games, and I have a right to know if I'm about to walk into a mine field." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-07-2007, 19:58:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"'mkay..."<br><br>He yawns.<br><br>"..was good.&nbsp; Might not wanna do that all the time, but it <em>was</em> good..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>10-07-2007, 20:00:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Going to sleep?"&nbsp; She giggled.&nbsp; "What is it about sex that puts men to sleep and wakes women up?"<br><br>She leaned down, and kissed his muzzle.&nbsp; "Rest well, Danny."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-07-2007, 20:03:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It's..."&nbsp; he fights to remain awake enough to answer her.&nbsp; "It's like, uhm, all the toggle switches in your brain getting shunted to 'off'...not like we <em>wanna</em> jus' roll over'n go to sleep..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>10-07-2007, 20:07:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sure you do," the catgirl teased.&nbsp; "Saves you from having to cuddle us mushy girls and live with our pillow talk."&nbsp; Another kiss.&nbsp; "Go to sleep, Danny.&nbsp; I want to just watch you for a little while."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-07-2007, 20:11:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"'mkay..."<br><br>He stretches out, puts his head in her lap, and goes to sleep almost at once.&nbsp; He looks even more innocent and boyish when he's asleep, but occasionally whimpers at some darker dream.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>10-07-2007, 20:34:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abbey let Danny sleep, running her fingers through his fur.&nbsp; After he's napped a bit, she slipped away, light as a shadow, and left a quick note on the coffee table before putting on something a little more decent, and leaving the apartment for a spell.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-07-2007, 20:46:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny wakes later.&nbsp; Finding himself alone, he stretches and takes a few moments to straighten out the couch.&nbsp; Finding her note, he reads it before heading into the bathroom to take a quick shower.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>10-07-2007, 20:55:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Danny,<br><br>Figured to give you a break from making breakfast AND dinner.&nbsp; Be back with food.&nbsp; Hope you like Thai.&nbsp; Amuse yourself; I have some errands to run, probably won't be back till tonight.</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-07-2007, 21:00:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Hitting the shower, Danny turns the water on--warm temperature, low pressure--and braces himself against the wall, bending his head and luxuriating in the feel of the warmth washing over him.&nbsp; Idly thinking about Abbey, he finds himself hardening again...<br><br>"Naughty boy," he whispers to himself, giggling.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>12-07-2007, 15:00:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was, in fact, a little while before Abbey came back; past sunset, holding a bag of take-our containers in one hand, a ribbon-wrapped box in the other, and a paper bag of groceries tucked under one arm.&nbsp; She did the apartment-key shuffle on the landing, and let herself in.<br><br>"Danny!&nbsp; I'm home," she called out, and then make something between a grin and a grimace.&nbsp; <em>That</em> was certainly domestic of her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>12-07-2007, 16:35:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Unfortunately, he can't hear her over the shower...but she can hear the water running in the bathroom.&nbsp; Instead, the naughty Skunk is enjoying his leisurely shower, rinsing the soap out of his fur.<br><br>But so far he's resisted temptation to play.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>12-07-2007, 16:56:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Danny?" she called again.&nbsp; Had he left?&nbsp; No, she still saw his clothes from last night, strewn across the floor leading to her bedroom.&nbsp; Abbey went along, picking up the fishnet, jeans, white briefs, before she heard the short running.&nbsp; "Ah," she said, with a smile.&nbsp; She dumped his clothes into the laundry bin, and went back into the kitchen, leaving the hot food on the bistro table, the grocery bag on the counter, and the box. . .that she kept.&nbsp; She padded back to the bathroom, entering the steamy room, and made her way to the shower, rapping lightly on the glass door with her knuckle.&nbsp; "Hey there, little Skunk.&nbsp; Having fun?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>12-07-2007, 17:00:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmmmm.&nbsp; No, my goddess.&nbsp; Although I am enjoying the shower.&nbsp; But you said not to play, so..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>12-07-2007, 17:23:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good boy," she said, and then giggled, very un-tomboyish, very un-Mistressy.&nbsp; "Look, it's Abbey unless we're in scene, alright?&nbsp; When you finish, I got dinner.&nbsp; Thai food, yum."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>12-07-2007, 17:31:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So if we're out of scene, does that mean I can play?"<br><br>He giggles, then shuts off the water.<br><br>"Just kidding!&nbsp; I'm done.&nbsp; Towel, please?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>12-07-2007, 17:48:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sure."&nbsp; The catgirl threw one over the towel bar on the shower door, and then stepped back, vanishing in the steamy room.&nbsp; When Danny emerged, he saw her bare, padded footprints leading out of the bathroom.&nbsp; He could hear music playing on the house system, something slow, high, strings playing against a light orchestra, and the smell of exotic spices wafting from the kitchen.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>12-07-2007, 17:52:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Drying off as quickly as he can, Danny wraps the towel around his waist and emerges to greet Abbey properly.&nbsp; Quietly entering the kitchen, he watches her work for a moment, smiling to himself.<br><br>"Oooo, Thai!&nbsp; I haven't had Thai in ages!&nbsp; What'd you get?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>12-07-2007, 17:59:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Setting out containers from the bags, Abbey lifted the plastic lids and put two plates and silverware on the table.&nbsp; "Oh, good stuff.&nbsp; Lemoncrass soup, summer rolls, chicken satay, pad thai beef, and tofu yellow curry.&nbsp; And rice.&nbsp; Enough rice to to something that you can only really do with an excessive amount of rice."&nbsp; She gave him a smile.&nbsp; "Sorry, metaphor center shut down there.&nbsp; We need to get you some clothes, unless I get to rename you towel-boy."<br><br>"I. . ." for the first time, she sounded a little uncertain, her ears dropping as she poured herself some wine to go with dinner.&nbsp; "I got you something.&nbsp; It's a present. . .kind of.&nbsp; Thing is. . .I don't know if you want it.&nbsp; If you don't. . .it's cool."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>12-07-2007, 18:05:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sounds great!&nbsp; I'll go get dressed."<br><br>He halts at her other comment.<br><br>"You did?&nbsp; For me?&nbsp; Uhm."<br><br>Shuffling his feet and bowing his head bashfully, he giggles.<br><br>"You didn't need to do that!&nbsp; But, uhm, sure.&nbsp; What is it?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>12-07-2007, 18:45:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				In answer, Abbey put the black box on the table.&nbsp; It was slim, glossy, bound with a bow, a jeweler's neckace box, slender and longish.&nbsp; "Like I said. . .if you don't want it. . .it's cool."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>12-07-2007, 18:47:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Blushing and hesitant, grinning childishly, Danny reaches out and strokes the box as if trying to assure himself that it's really there.<br><br>"I can open this?"<br><br>And then, with Abbey's permission, he does...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>12-07-2007, 18:50:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmmm."<br><br>It wasn't anything he didn't already have, wasn't already wearing.&nbsp; It was a collar, stainless steel, smooth and gleaming.&nbsp; Unlike the one he wore, however, it had a bit of embellishment on it.&nbsp; Engraved on a plate soldered front and center, were the words, in large, plain letters:&nbsp; <span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Property of MeowMix</span><br><br>"I. . .look, this is crazy, Danny.&nbsp; We just met last night, I have no idea if we're compatible or if you're even interested in me.&nbsp; But what I'm asking is. . ." she sighed.&nbsp; "Want to move in with me?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>12-07-2007, 19:02:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Blinking back sudden tears, Danny reaches down and picks up the collar, then fastens it around his neck before glancing over at Abbey through his bangs, biting his lower lip.<br><br>"I think...I'll be wearing this one, instead...for a while," he lisps softly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>12-07-2007, 19:30:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abey closed her eyes, but got up, going behind Danny with a tiny key such would be on a charm bracelet, turned the lock, then taking the Skunk in her arms, kissing him.&nbsp; "It suits you, Danny.&nbsp; What do you say we go out tonight?&nbsp; Take me to one of the clubs you think will shock me?"&nbsp; The catgirl giggled.&nbsp; "We're about the same size, you can borrow something of mine."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>12-07-2007, 19:33:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With a sigh, he presses himself back against her.<br><br>"I...mmm, okay...but, uhm, what would shock you?"<br><br>Then he pulls back, but not before there's a sizeable tent in the front of his towel.<br><br>"We'd better eat," he blushes.&nbsp; "If we keep this up, the food will get cold before..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>12-07-2007, 19:42:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah," she said, and sat down, starting with the soup.&nbsp; She pulled a mussel out of the broth, ate the meat, and put the shell aside.&nbsp; "What would shock me?&nbsp; Not a hell of a lot.&nbsp; But give it a try.&nbsp; What's the most hardcore place you been?&nbsp; Anything more pittish than the Trough?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>12-07-2007, 19:52:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Aside from a couple of private, uhm, dungeons?&nbsp; Let's see..."<br><br>Danny sits, not bothering to get dressed after all, and serves himself some pad thai beef.<br><br>"There's always Orlando's, but that isn't really a 'pit' so much as it is a 'gentlemans' club'.&nbsp; Uhmmm...Blake's Nine, down on Waterfront and Twelfth Ave?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>12-07-2007, 19:56:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Blake's.&nbsp; That's where they have those cages, right?&nbsp; I been there once, but I took some bad coke and don't remember it."&nbsp; She purred, stretched her back, and had some curry, picking out the tofu and moving a little shrimp on top of it.&nbsp; "We can go there.&nbsp; It's a hume club though, right?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>12-07-2007, 20:07:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah.&nbsp; Cages.&nbsp; It's mostly hume, but I hear they're willing to let a few of us in, too."<br><br>Danny piles rice onto his plate, grabbing a little of everything else.<br><br>"These days, especially."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>12-07-2007, 20:10:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sounds fun.&nbsp; We go out, get all hot and bothered, come back, play something naughty, fuck all night. . .yeah. . ."&nbsp; A little more of everything, minus the icky tofu, and she cleans up her plate.&nbsp; "And that's as far ahead as I'll plan.<br><br>"Oh, met with the lawyers today.&nbsp; Insurance company is expected to pay up PDQ, especially since we promised we'd give them as much bad PR as we could if they tried to deny our claim.&nbsp; Do you know any good ways to put away a few mil?&nbsp; Any other likely places that could use MeowMix's magic touch at working the floor?"&nbsp; She giggled and batted her eyelashes at him, whiskers fluttering.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>12-07-2007, 20:18:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Off the top of my head?"<br><br>He blinks, then smiles shyly.<br><br>"I'm thinking about your breasts, Abbey, and about what you'll do with me later.&nbsp; Trying to invest a couple of million dollars is kind of outside my usual experience."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>12-07-2007, 20:26:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She laughed, suddenly, almost choking on a prawn.&nbsp; She flung her napkin at him, and stood up.&nbsp; Like the titties, eh?&nbsp; I thought you were too gay to like anything as girly as boobs."&nbsp; She twitched her tail, and walked off to the bedroom.&nbsp; "Just for that, you clean up.&nbsp; There's enough fresh food and beer int eh bag to make sure we don't have to leave for a week or two when we get back in.&nbsp; Put everything away, and I'll pick something pretty for you to wear."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>12-07-2007, 20:33:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny rolls his eyes.<br><br>"Just 'cause I usually end up with boys doesn't mean I don't like girls.&nbsp; Titties are fun!&nbsp; But I like them nice and well proportioned, like yours...not Triple-F overkill."<br><br>He finishes his dinner (including tofu) and cleans up quickly, in spite of having to pause from time to time to keep the towel on.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>12-07-2007, 21:02:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Some humes thought that the anima were fetishes enough on their own, but Abbey was determined to push the envelope as far as it would go; the outfit she left out for him consisted of a pair of leather pants, knee highs, and a chest harness and leather cap, with big silver studded bracelets.<br><br>But for her. . .it was probably that the folks at St. Anne's had never intended their uniforms to be worn. . .quite like that.&nbsp; Pleated skirt, stockings, black leather shoes, and the blouse, transparent enough to show that there was nothing beneath it, nothing but her. . .she'd brushed her hair to the side, secured it in place with a bright plastic barette. . .MeowMix the schoolgirl.&nbsp; "Meow?" she said as he came in.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>12-07-2007, 21:09:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny squeaks and falls back, suddenly clutching at the towel to protect his modesty!<br><br>"Uhm!"<br><br>Wide-eyed, he sinks to his knees.<br><br>"Oooooooo..."<br><br>Then, blushing and biting his lower lip, he pulls the towel open to expose his rapidly growing erection for her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>12-07-2007, 21:12:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She spun around, the skirt flaring around her hips.&nbsp; "Meow?"&nbsp; she asked again, ending right in front of him, taking his cock in hand and giving it a tug, just to make sure it was getting hard, and not, say, a trick of the light.&nbsp; "It'll do, then?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>12-07-2007, 21:22:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Moaning as she tugs him, Danny nods.<br><br>"Y-yes...you look very sexy, Abbey!&nbsp; I..."<br><br>He bites his lower lip again for a moment.<br><br>"...oooo..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>12-07-2007, 21:24:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No way we're getting you into leather pants with this, pet," she purred, nibbling his ear, with gentle bites of needle sharp teeth.&nbsp; I think you better fuck me against the wall."&nbsp; She lifted up that skirt, enough for him to see her bare cunt in the crotchless stockings.&nbsp; "Now."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>12-07-2007, 21:40:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Scrambling to his feet, Danny takes himself in hand and presses himself inside her, moaning and whimpering at the lovely, sexy feel of her tight sex around him.<br><br>"Abbey..."<br><br>Then he's fully inside her, gasping aloud and thrusting deeply, pinning her against the wall.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>12-07-2007, 22:26:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She hit the thin sliding wall with a shudder that rattled the shoji screens, lifting her legs up, one on the dresser, the second around his hip, her eyes going back in her head as his thick length slides into her, as deep as she goes, with one thrust.&nbsp; "Ahhhh!&nbsp; Ooooooh.&nbsp; Note to self; pet likes schoolgirls.&nbsp; Pet likes to fuck schoolgirls good and hard.&nbsp; Mrrrowr."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>13-07-2007, 05:53:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny pants for breath, thrusting eagerly inside her as deeply as he can.<br><br>"Yes, Abbey...pet likes schoolgirl outfits...aaahhhh..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>13-07-2007, 15:33:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Too bad my hair isn't. . .ahhh. . .long enough for. . .pigtails. . .mmmm. . .of we could. . .really. . .see what you . . .ahhh. . .like."<br><br>She thrust her hips back against him, arms tight around his shoulders as she felt herself deliciously full of him.&nbsp; "Quick, please.&nbsp; I can't hold this position. . .ahh. . .long. . ."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>13-07-2007, 16:23:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Pony...ponytails..."<br><br>Danny obeys, releasing inside her with one final, hard thrust, crying her name aloud.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>13-07-2007, 16:34:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She'd always called rough sex up against a wall the fast-food of erotica, quick, dirty, and filling even if it did leave you wanting more far too quickly.&nbsp; But it was enough for now, Danny's hot cum inside her making her spasm in a quick, fierce orgasm, her claws coming out and leaving red marks on his shoulders.&nbsp; "Mmmmmm.&nbsp; Nice.&nbsp; Thanks for that, I needed it too.&nbsp; Think we can get you into a pair of leather pants now, pet?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>13-07-2007, 16:37:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh-okay," he nuzzles her.&nbsp; "Nice and tight?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>13-07-2007, 16:42:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmmm hmmm" she said, brushing the side of her face against his muzzle, smoothing back her whiskers as she lowered herself down, feeling him slide out of her with a sigh.&nbsp; "Maybe we should make sure there aren't any 'accidents' if you should start thinking about Abbey as a little schoolgirl?&nbsp; Maybe pet should wear a cock ring beneath his clothes."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>13-07-2007, 16:47:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Y-yes."<br><br>Danny nuzzles her again.<br><br>"I can't help thinking about you like this!&nbsp; You're so pretty...so sexy...so tempting..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>13-07-2007, 16:54:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The cockring was something in between the two he'd worn with her thus far; the ring twisted shut with a turn of a small wrench, tight around his penis and constricting the flow just enough to keep him from getting hard again.&nbsp; She purred as she kissed the back of his neck after tightening it, letting him feel that blouse against his bare pack.&nbsp; "Yep.&nbsp; And this pretty, sexy, tempting bitch is gonna fuck you all night long, after we get back.&nbsp; Maybe do some more creative things while she's at it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>13-07-2007, 16:59:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny shuts his eyes and shivers, whimpering happily.<br><br>"Yes, Abbey...would you?&nbsp; All night, again?&nbsp; Mmmmm..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>13-07-2007, 17:09:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Promise.&nbsp; If you're good.&nbsp; Now get dressed."&nbsp; She spanked his butt, hard, and went over to the vanity to redo her hair, watching him in the glass.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>13-07-2007, 17:11:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He squeaks when swatted, hurrying to dress appropriately...tight leather pants, the fishnet tee shirt again, a black vest over that.&nbsp; Once he's finished, he pirouettes slowly for her inspection.<br><br>"Is this good?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>13-07-2007, 17:18:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her purring growl is answer enough, but she uses words, too, just to drive the point home.&nbsp; "You look good enough to eat, Danny.&nbsp; I'm not sure if I mean that literally or not.&nbsp; I've never had a boyfriend the same size as me before.&nbsp; That's so hot."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>13-07-2007, 17:22:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He blushes.<br><br>"I like being smaller, you know?&nbsp; Spooning is more fun that way...or...uhm..."<br><br>He giggles and shifts.<br><br>"Being filled and jerked while sitting in someone's lap, helpless and taken."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>13-07-2007, 17:24:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hey, you're not helpless sitting in someone's lap, not unless you're in an arm glove or straightjacket or something."&nbsp; She smirked, and slid open the bedroom door.&nbsp; "Get the lights before we go."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>13-07-2007, 17:32:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I like being helpless," he pouts, hitting the light switches.&nbsp; "You may have noticed I'm a sub?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>13-07-2007, 17:55:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She opens the front door and pages the elevator, a touch deadpan.&nbsp; "I thought I had detected vibes in that direction."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>13-07-2007, 18:03:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He joins her, leaning into her gently.<br><br>"Must have been all my begging.&nbsp; Did you want to keep me on a leash tonight, or is the collar sufficient?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>13-07-2007, 18:48:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The freight elevator begins its slow, jerking descent back down to the parking garage as one of Abbey's arms slid around his shoulder.&nbsp; "Tonight I'm letting you go off leash.&nbsp; I need to blow off some steam; I'm still a little ticked about losing the trough, so who knows, I might volunteer if they have one of their 'artists' on a 'demonstration.'"&nbsp; She smirked.&nbsp; "Did I tell you I'm a switch?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>13-07-2007, 18:52:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"N-no..."&nbsp; Danny bites his lower lip and closes his eyes.&nbsp; "You mean you don't mind being punished?&nbsp; Or that you like girls, too?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>13-07-2007, 18:55:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The feel of her sharp teeth on his soft earlobe broke his reverie, alerting him to the fact that they were at the garage.&nbsp; "Both, actually.&nbsp; When I first found out I liked BDSM, I wanted to learn how to be a domme, and everyone I ran into told me I had to sub for a while first; so I could learn what it was like, etc. etc. etc.&nbsp; And in the process, I found out, in small doses, I like a bit of punishment.&nbsp; I like girls; but that's another issue."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>13-07-2007, 18:58:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny shivers again, making a soft and pleased little noise.<br><br>"Ohhhh..."<br><br>He opens his eyes, turning to her with a look of utter adoration.<br><br>"If you wanted to do that, I wouldn't mind sleeping on the couch so that you could enjoy her."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>13-07-2007, 19:00:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She pressed the button on her remote, and her car chirped, flashing lights indicating that the doors were open.&nbsp; "Don't be silly, Danny.&nbsp; I don't live with some random chickie from a club.&nbsp; I live with you.&nbsp; <em>We'd</em> enjoy her."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>13-07-2007, 19:16:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He shivers again.<br><br>"Oooooo...I...I like that thought, Abbey," he admits in a little-child tone.&nbsp; "Watching you punish her...mmmm..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>13-07-2007, 19:19:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Purring, Abbey started the car and began flipping through the MP3 device hooked up to her car's radio, trying to find something she wanted to listen to.&nbsp; "You're making me wet.&nbsp; I want you to reach between my legs and finger me while we're driving, and talk some more about what you'd like to see me do to a pretty girl if we brought one home.&nbsp; Hume or anima?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>13-07-2007, 19:26:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Does it matter?"<br><br>Danny slides one hand between her legs, catching her clit between two fingers and pressing in just the right spot.<br><br>"I would like to watch you whip her breasts until she begs for mercy, and then take her with a thick strap-on.&nbsp; Or you could put her on the rack and take me while I'm down her throat.&nbsp; Put her in a breast press and clothespin her nipples, make her straddle a sawhorse and grind down on a thick butt plug..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>13-07-2007, 19:34:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She purred, not taking her eyes off the road, but hearing him talk like that put her in a biting mood, her jaws working, teeth bared, pussy dripping onto his fingers.&nbsp; "Of course it matters, silly.&nbsp; I get off hearing you talk dirty, I want to be able to picture her.&nbsp; Just. . .ughhh. . .a little more. . .and. . .I'll come. . ."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>13-07-2007, 19:36:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He fingers her a little faster.<br><br>"...have you fuck her up the ass while she's rimming me, or putting my cock between her tits until I cover her face with my cum...hang her by her tits and overstimulate her with toys and whipping..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>13-07-2007, 19:38:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her thighs clenched together on his fingers as she came, quaking in her seat as her car wobbled just a little bit in its lane, all of her passions contained within the wire tight muscles and arching back.&nbsp; "AHHHHHHHH!!!!!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>13-07-2007, 19:40:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"...make her eat you out, your ass and pussy both, while she is forced to cum on a pair of toys and struggling against tight ropes around her tits!&nbsp; Make her ride my cock while you whip her ass and tits.&nbsp; Let me fuck her ass while she eats you..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>13-07-2007, 19:58:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Enough, enough," Abbey whimpered, pulling over to the side of the road and quivering, sweat making her blouse cling tightly to her narrow chest, nipples dark against the white fabric.&nbsp; "Goddamit, you make me so hot, Danny."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>13-07-2007, 20:01:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He giggles softly.<br><br>"Good!&nbsp; I love to please."<br><br>Licking his chops, he gives her a soft kiss on the cheek.<br><br>"May I watch her pleasure you with her tongue?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>13-07-2007, 20:04:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abbey takes a few minutes to get herself back in control, opening a bottle of water from a mesh bag on the back of the passenger seat and taking a big drink.&nbsp; "You're very good at it.&nbsp; And yes, you may.&nbsp; Assuming we find someone to bring home with us.&nbsp; If not. . .I may just have to do some of those things to you all night.&nbsp; You have a wicked, wicked mind, pet."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>13-07-2007, 20:07:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thank you," he giggles.&nbsp; "I try to please."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>13-07-2007, 20:41:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And you do a good job.&nbsp; Too good," she growled, but without bite.&nbsp; She pulled into traffic again, heading towards the wharf.&nbsp; "You made me forget where we were going.&nbsp; All I want to do is pull over in an alley somewhere and bite you half to death while you eat me out."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>13-07-2007, 20:42:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We were going to that club," he giggles, leaning back in his seat and licking his fingers clean, one by one.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>13-07-2007, 20:52:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh yeah," she said, and drove the four blocks to the space nearest the club.&nbsp; They were deep in hume-ville, that was for sure, roundteeth and flatfaces all around them, meaning that their mere presence made eyes go to them, nevermind that they were dressed like fetish models.&nbsp; Abbey. . .MeowMix smiled a sly smile as she strutted, Danny at her side, to the club door, the pounding music audible even through the steel slider.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>13-07-2007, 20:53:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny fell into step beside and slightly behind Abbey...no, MeowMix.&nbsp; Keeping his head bowed and his eyes demurely down, as was only appropriate for a boy-toy, he followed meekly in her wake.<br><br>Enjoying the view of her ass, of course.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>14-07-2007, 22:07:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A single bill covered the door fee for both of them, but when the bouncer carded them, Danny might have been surprised to see him come out with the magic marker, and make a large "X" on the back of each of MM's hands.&nbsp; Was she under 21?&nbsp; She must have been, either that or carried a fake ID to make herself seem younger, for God knows what reason.&nbsp; <br><br>Giving Danny a look back over her shoulder, she moved through the hume crowd, twitching her tail and flitting her skirt, until they were in a table just outside the row of six hanging cages, which were empty, for the moment, and the stage on which a leather clad dom was setting up a St. Stephen's cross.&nbsp; "See anyone familiar yet?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>15-07-2007, 00:37:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No, not yet.&nbsp; But then we just got here!&nbsp; Bound...heh heh...to be someone..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>15-07-2007, 15:08:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good call," she said.&nbsp; She went to the bar, and came back with juice and soda for herself and Danny, eyes following her like cross hairs as she swayed through the dance floor, turning this way and that to slip between bodies, rubbing herself against people here and there.&nbsp; By the time she got back, Danny had noticed (assuming he'd followed her across the floor), that "accidental" gropings had befallen her more than three times in the brief trip for beverages, and they were not entirely unwelcome, to judge from the shine in her eye.&nbsp; "PISSER laws or not, I'd say they definitely dig out style, pet."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-07-2007, 03:22:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Of course they dig you," he smiles shyly.&nbsp; "How could they not?&nbsp; You're the hottest woman in here."<br><br>He giggles quietly, hiding his face with one hand.<br><br>"Only PISSheads object, anyway.&nbsp; And they don't usually come to places like this."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>16-07-2007, 05:57:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The schoolgirl cat gave her pet a smile, leaning across the table to kiss him; something that had the effect of bringing up her skirt in the rear, giving a very, very clear glimpse of her thighs and ass to anyone who happened to be behind her at the moment.&nbsp; "You're a sweet.&nbsp; I want to dance now."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-07-2007, 06:17:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Okay!"<br><br>Danny follows her out onto the dance floor and does his best to match her, move for move, gyrating to the beat and showing that his athletic prowess is not confined solely to the bedroom!&nbsp; Laughing happily, he 'accidentally' bumps into a few people from time to time, glancing flirtatiously back at MeowMix...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>16-07-2007, 06:27:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				In the end, it was MM that tried her best to keep up with Danny.&nbsp; A hell of a DJ she might have been, but a dancer it made her not.&nbsp; She was too self-centered to truly step with a partner; for her, dancing was all about going on the floor, and strutting her stuff, which she did well, but left her without a clue how to let someone else lead, or lead them.&nbsp; But, the important thing was to have fun, and she was clearly doing that.&nbsp; And with her gathering sweat against that white blouse, and the bishie boy-toy bumping here and there, it wasn't long before someone made their move.<br><br>A hume with a shaved head, tall and dark and heavy metal, came up behind MM, and put his hand around her waist, bringing the catgirl against him and gyrating against her as she danced.&nbsp; MM opened her eye, gave the metal head a look, and flicked her eyes to Danny, asking him a question in the glance.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-07-2007, 06:35:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny notices the metal-head and bats his eyes at the man, grinning.&nbsp; Then, swaying and gyrating to the beat, he moves closer to get a better look.&nbsp; Then he moves closer still, until his nose almost brushes hers.<br><br>"He might do, my goddess," the Skunk smiles.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>16-07-2007, 16:04:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With a grin, she nipped Danny, and turned in the arms of the metal head, standing on her tip toes to say something into his ear.&nbsp; He looked up and over at Danny, facial piercings flashing beneath the dance floor lights, then shook his head, looking back down at MM, saying something back to her.<br><br>Impasse, because the catgirl slid away from their prospective and went back to the Skunk.&nbsp; "No such luck.&nbsp; He doesn't like boys, he says."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-07-2007, 16:34:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny pouts.<br><br>"His loss.&nbsp; I guess we keep looking..."<br><br>His eyes are drawn to a busty, dark-skinned lass at the bar, black tank top, black low-rider jeans showing a thong, tattoos...<br><br>"Oooooooo!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>16-07-2007, 16:36:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				MM purred in his ear, giving his butt a playful slap.&nbsp; The song ended, and they left the floor, guided by Abbey to their table.&nbsp; "I tried fishing for the last one.&nbsp; Your turn.&nbsp; And get me something to drink, while you're up there."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-07-2007, 16:47:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Okay."<br><br>He slides easily through the crowd to the bar.&nbsp; Nonchalantly leaning against it right next to the woman to talk to the bartender, he trades a few comments with her while waiting for the drinks.&nbsp; Then a few more after the drinks arrive...but finally he slinks back to Abbey's side, handing her the appropriate libation.<br><br>"Maybe, she said.&nbsp; I think she wants to meet you first.&nbsp; But she didn't say 'no'..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>16-07-2007, 16:56:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				MM tossed her head back, downing half the drink in one gulp.&nbsp; They didn't seem to mind serving the alcohol to a minor, despite the formality of "X"ing her hands, so they probably wouldn't care that the two anima were being blatant about cruising for a partner for the night.&nbsp; "Last chance to back out, pet.&nbsp; We can just have fun and go home together for some wild and crazy fun."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-07-2007, 16:58:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny giggles softly, hiding his face behind the glass for a moment.<br><br>"She's got nice tits.&nbsp; You'll like her."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>16-07-2007, 17:14:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmmmm.&nbsp; If this works out, I'll let you fuck those nice tits and come over that face of hers.&nbsp; And I <strong>know</strong> you'll like that, my pretty little boy."&nbsp; MM got up, and prowled over to the bar herself, putting down the empty glass and getting it refilled, turning to the dark woman and exchanging a few words.&nbsp; The woman began to smile, and then laughed at something the catgirl said, and looked back over at the Skunk.&nbsp; Biting her lips, she nodded, and gave Danny a little wave.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-07-2007, 17:19:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny waves back, fidgeting in his seat and daydreaming of all the wonderful games his goddess would want to play now...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>16-07-2007, 20:07:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After a moment, the two women got up and went back to the table, pulling a chair so that the three of them could cozen up together.&nbsp; The hume, a little shyly, giggles and looks at MM, who gives her toothy smile and nods.&nbsp; <br><br>"Meow tells me that you're wearing something underneath your pants that I just don't believe.&nbsp; She said I should ask you and find out for myself."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-07-2007, 20:09:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny demurely lowers his eyes.<br><br>"Yes, I am.&nbsp; And if you wish...you may."<br><br>He gives Abbey a sidelong look, waiting for her further instructions (or perhaps permission).
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>16-07-2007, 20:14:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With a sideways jerk of her head, the catgirl indicated the corridor removed from the main dance floor and bar, dimly lit, a little seedy, perfect for that feeling of exhibition.&nbsp; "Go ahead and show her, pet.&nbsp; She won't believe you even if you tell her."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-07-2007, 20:16:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nodding, Danny rises and slinks his way around the edge of the room, down the corridor until he reaches a good spot.&nbsp; Then he turns and leans back against the wall...smiling at the human while slowly, oh so slowly, unzipping his tight black leather pants to reveal the ring firmly clenching his cock.<br><br>"MeowMix didn't want her pet getting too frisky just yet," he explains.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>16-07-2007, 20:21:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh wow," said the woman, bending down, not blessed as either Abbey or Danny was with the ability to make out contrast in the dark.&nbsp; Her face and pouty lips were less than an inch away from his bound cock before she saw, and made a gasp of surprise and. . .envy?&nbsp; "She's your domme, huh?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-07-2007, 20:27:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes," Danny admits softly.&nbsp; "She is my goddess."<br><br>He shifts, suddenly bashful.<br><br>"Would you like her to be yours?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>16-07-2007, 20:32:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Like a doubting Thomas, the dark-skinned woman, though first looking from side to side to make certain that they had, if no privacy, at least a block from anyone's clear line of view, reached out a hand and began stroking Danny, quite expertly teasing his bound cock.&nbsp; "No way this'd keep you from getting hard."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-07-2007, 20:39:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny leans back and closes his eyes, whimpering softly.<br><br>"She...ahhh...did not want me...distracting anyone..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>16-07-2007, 20:46:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Or getting distracted, it looks like," she said, with a pout that indicated, cock ring or no, a man should at least twitch when she fondled them.&nbsp; "Is she mean or is she nice?&nbsp; I really, really want to hook up with you too, but they say that Cats can be really unhinged."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-07-2007, 20:50:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"She's strict, but nice...mmmm...and she's a marvelous fuck."<br><br>He blushes suddenly, giggling.<br><br>"Sorry..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>16-07-2007, 20:54:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She laughed too, with the same nervous embarrassment.&nbsp; "I've never done it with anima before.&nbsp; But I think I'd like to go home with you two.&nbsp; I think I'd like Meow to. . .domme me.&nbsp; You're pretty cool, Skunk.&nbsp; Could you tell her that I'm going to pay my tab and I'll meet you outside?&nbsp; Oh, I'm Donna, by the way."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-07-2007, 20:58:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hi, Donna.&nbsp; I'm Danny.&nbsp; And I'll let her know."<br><br>He leans closer.<br><br>"She said that if I was a good boy, I might get to fuck your lovely tits for her amusement.&nbsp; Would you like that?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>16-07-2007, 21:06:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Almost immediately, the dark-skinned girl shook her head, giggling.&nbsp; "Uh uh.&nbsp; No way.&nbsp; It's like that song goes.&nbsp; Every sperm is sacred, yanno.&nbsp; If I don't get a protein smoothie out of it, it won't do me any good as a skin tonic.&nbsp; So it's the mouth, babe, if Meow lets you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-07-2007, 21:09:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny shivers.<br><br>"Ooooo, would you?&nbsp; I...I would finish that way, if you wanted...if <em>she</em> wanted..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>16-07-2007, 21:12:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Guess that's what matters, huh?" Donna said, looking back at MM.&nbsp; "I've never really done anything more than play BD before, but you two are really into it?&nbsp; Just. . .no, I'll meet you outside."&nbsp; She gave the Skunk's cock another little tug, and left the hallway, settling her bartab and saying goodbye to some friends.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-07-2007, 21:19:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny quickly fastens his pants and hurries back to Abbey's side.<br><br>"She'll wait for us outside.&nbsp; I think she's nervous..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>16-07-2007, 21:24:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well you're just so damned intimidating, Danny," she said as she finished her drink.&nbsp; MM was looking at the stage, where an anima had wandered in, and had volunteered to be the first strapped to the St. Stephen's cross, an attractive Poodle wearing a leather skirt and fishnets and a lacy bra on top. <br><br>MM got up, looking over her shoulder, and gave her fingers a snap.&nbsp; "Come along, pet.&nbsp; We have ourselves a chew toy for the evening.&nbsp; Make sure you don't break her."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-07-2007, 21:27:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Casting an envious glance to the Poodle onstage, Danny hurries after his mistress.<br><br>"Only you get to break her, my goddess."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>16-07-2007, 21:44:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Damn right," MM said, her sharp cheeks a little red from the two doubles she'd thrown back, her little shimmy walk gone, replaced by the authoritative step of a catgirl in charge and on the prowl.&nbsp; Appreciative eyes followed her no less for this than for the innocent schoolgirl routine.<br><br>Outside, Donna had been pacing, smoking a clove cigarette in front of the door, and smiled as the pair approached.&nbsp; She'd adjusted the waist of her low-riders to show off her lacy thong, rolled her halter top to give a glimpse of her midriff, trying to dress herself up as a more attractive catch than she already was, and smiled at the anima.&nbsp; <br><br>"OK," said MM.&nbsp; "You two, backseat.&nbsp; Get to know each other.&nbsp; Danny, do your best to make her feel like she's made a good choice by coming with us.&nbsp; Me?&nbsp; I'm going to watch you two in the rearview, and if I'm insufficiently aroused by the time we get home. . ." she left the threat uncompleted, and opened her car doors.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-07-2007, 21:47:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes, Mistress!"<br><br>Danny slides into the back seat, reaching out to help Donna...then sliding his arms around her waist and planting soft and fuzzy kisses at the base of her throat even before the door closed completely.&nbsp; Teasing his tongue up her neck, he nibbles her earlobe.<br><br>"...pretty..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>16-07-2007, 22:15:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Donna laughed as Danny's soft fur tickled the sensitive flesh around her jaw, and opened her arms to bring him in close.&nbsp; "Your tongue is all rough.&nbsp; I hope you know how to be careful with that thing."&nbsp; She kissed him back, making a common hume mistake kissing an anima, and getting a little nick on her lip from his teeth, but the busty lady didn't seem to mind the salty taste of blood as they kissed, her hands running through his fur.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-07-2007, 22:17:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny does his best to ignore the blood (it makes him a bit uncomfortable) and keeps kissing her, shyly bringing one hand to her waist and easing it up her flank, one furry finger sliding under the hem of her top.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>16-07-2007, 22:29:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A woman as busty as Donna had to wear a bra, if she didn't want back problems, so Danny's wandering fingers found her breasts covered by the softest lace Victoria's Secret had to offer; and found out that her chest was a button of hers, because even the touch through the material was enough to make the woman whimper and moan as he caressed her.&nbsp; "I just got piercings put in.&nbsp; It's fucking fantastic when you touch them, just be careful."<br><br>She unbuttoned his pants, rubbing his thighs.&nbsp; From the front seat, Abbey watched, and purred.&nbsp; "Hear what she said, pet?&nbsp; It would make her feel fantastic if you played with those piercings."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-07-2007, 23:24:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nibbling on Donna's ear some more, making soft noises of animal pleasure, Danny's nimble fingers find the woman's piercings and tug them ever so lightly.<br><br>"And your clit?&nbsp; Did you pierce that as well?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>17-07-2007, 04:57:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Donna let out a moan, loud over the sound of the car's engine, as Danny started playing with her tender nipples, gritting her teeth with a hiss.&nbsp; "N. . .No. . .I. . .didn't."&nbsp; <br><br>"Pet," Abbey said.&nbsp; "You might have hurt her when you tugged.&nbsp; Kiss it better."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>17-07-2007, 05:02:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				At once Danny bends and presses his soft and fuzzy mouth to Donna's breasts, in turn, nuzzling her gently.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>17-07-2007, 13:58:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Here, let me help you with that," Donna said, and took her top off, unhooking her bra, and letting those lovely, lush breasts hang free.&nbsp; The thick rings through her nipples glinted from the streetlamps coming through the tinted windows, and from the front, Abbey made an appreciative noise to see them.&nbsp; Donna put her fingers at the ring in Danny's collar, giving him a tug back to nuzzling and sucking her.&nbsp; "That feels so fucking good."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>17-07-2007, 15:33:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny nuzzles and licks, kisses and nibbles, tugging at the rings in her nipples with his teeth...one hand sneaking down her flank to tease her waistband.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>17-07-2007, 15:37:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Fuck," said Donna.&nbsp; The sensations the little bishie gave her felt better than anything she'd had in a while, and there was a damp patch in the crotch of her jeans.&nbsp; She unbuttoned the fly, giving him access to her moist pussy.<br><br>"Danny," Abbey said.&nbsp; "Keep your attention on her tits.&nbsp; You pointed out how nice they were, spend some time with them before you move on."&nbsp; Donna looked anguished that the Skunk wouldn't be playing with her pussy, and whimpered.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>17-07-2007, 15:40:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His hand stops, resting on Donna's waist as he continues...and then he manages the curious trick of tugging at a nipple ring with his teeth while still flicking his tongue over, across, and around it.&nbsp; This is <em>not</em> something a hume guy can ever manage...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>17-07-2007, 16:30:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"FUCK!" Donna screamed, and arched her back.&nbsp; Was she screaming in pain, or in ecstasy, or both?&nbsp; She looked at the Skunk, eyes glazed, and made moaning noise.&nbsp; Ecstasy, then.<br><br>"You made her cum, pet.&nbsp; Good boy.&nbsp; Donna," Abbey said, her voice hard.&nbsp; "Pet just gave you a present.&nbsp; Thank him."<br><br>"Thank. . .thank you, Danny" Donna said, weakly.<br><br>"Not like that, girl," said Abbey.<br><br>"How. . .?" Donna began, before a flash of cat eyes in the mirror cut her off, with a gulp.&nbsp; Having to improvise, Donna bent her dark head down, and took one of the Skunk's nipples in her mouth, sucking it through the fishnet shirt.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>17-07-2007, 16:34:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ooooooo..."<br><br>Danny falls back on the seat, catching Abbey's eyes in the rear view mirror from behind his bangs.<br><br>"Yes, please!&nbsp; That feels so nice!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>17-07-2007, 17:00:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Donna chuckled, the vibrations moving from her throat to her jaw, and making a little vibration against his nipple, just before her teeth began to press down, the pressure growing slowly, by inches as she opened up the leather pants again to free his ringed cock.&nbsp; <br><br>"I think Donna wants me to let you off the leash, pet, and get fucked good and hard by that meat you've got.&nbsp; I wonder if I should let her. . ."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>17-07-2007, 17:08:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"If...ahhhh...if it would please you, my goddess..."<br><br>Danny runs his fingers through Donna's hair, cradling her head against his chest, squirming under her touch.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>17-07-2007, 17:20:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I haven't decided yet," Abbey said, switching off the car's engine.&nbsp; They'd arrived back in her building's garage, and the catgirl was already halfway towards the elevator before the hume and Skunk realized it, leaving them to scramble in a half undressed state behind the swishing schoolgirl.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>17-07-2007, 17:27:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny follows, holding his pants up with one hand, giggling and blushing.&nbsp; Reaching the elevator, he leans into Abbey.<br><br>"What shall it please you to do with her first, my goddess?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>17-07-2007, 17:39:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Donna streaked across the parking garage, wide-eyed in terror at being seen, holding her halter top up in front of her chest until she reached the elevator, panting and blushing, even against her dark complexion.&nbsp; Abbey smiled at them both, and pressed the button, "3," Danny may have noticed, and the car lurched up.&nbsp; "It will please me first to have both my pets naked so that I can see them.&nbsp; There may not be piercings in her cunt, but I'm willing to bet that there's ink somewhere on her body."&nbsp; She gave a little laugh.&nbsp; I'd like to see her beautiful skin, every inch of it, before I punish her for playing with my cock without permission." <br><br>The hume gave a little squeak at the word "punish" but, from her breath and continuing dampness between her legs, didn't particularly oppose the idea.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>17-07-2007, 17:48:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny strips immediately, shrugging out of his shirt and dropping his pants, eyes demurely downcast.&nbsp; If not for the cruel ring that forced him to remain seemingly untouched by such thoughts, he'd have a raging erection right about now...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>17-07-2007, 17:57:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Donna was slower to take the hint, still holding her halter top in front of her breasts, looking at the elevator door wide-eyed.&nbsp; Abbey gave her a stare, and she dropped the halter, and unbuckled her shorts, dropping them, wearing nothing but her thong and boots. Her buttocks were ample, well padded, her thighs nice and firm.&nbsp; There was indeed ink on her, a triskelion design around her thigh, a red heart on her hip, Celtic knotwork at the small of her back.<br><br>"Pet, Donna is slow.&nbsp; Should I punish her for that, too?" Abbey asked.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>17-07-2007, 18:01:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny nods, daring a peek at Donna's body.<br><br>"Yes, my goddess!&nbsp; She must learn to obey."<br><br>He licks his lips.<br><br>"She is very pretty..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>17-07-2007, 18:31:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Help her obey my order, pet," Abbey said as the elevator arrived.&nbsp; Her key opened the apartment on the third floor. . .only when she flipped the switch, they learned that it was no apartment.&nbsp; It was a dungeon - a fully stocked, exquisitely furnished fetishist's dungeon.&nbsp; There were cages, hanging cages and dog crates, even a cell made of iron bars and cement blocks built out from one wall, pillories and a St. Stephen's cross.&nbsp; Peg boards against the walls held every sort of implement and toy one could wish for with an unlimited balance credit card and a half-dozen catalogs.&nbsp; Almost as an afterthought, there was a platform bed against the far wall, anchor points attached to the head and footboard.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>17-07-2007, 18:34:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Still licking his chops, Danny approaches and hooks his thumbs through the waistband of Donna's thong, yanking it down.&nbsp; Then he kneels to unlace and loosen her boots, one at a time.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>17-07-2007, 18:43:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Donna's eyes boggled as she saw the room before her, but she didn't back down, not when she'd come so far.&nbsp; She helped Danny undress her; beneath the thong, there was one more tattoo; a padlock and key, right over her cunny, on the waxed and shaved mound, dripping with juice of excitement.<br><br>Abbey went over to the cross, and made a gesture that the pets should follow.&nbsp; "If anyone is having second thoughts, this is probably the last, best time to voice them.&nbsp; I don't like stopping once I start."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>17-07-2007, 18:46:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny keeps his head bowed to hide his sudden smirk.&nbsp; Otherwise, he holds his peace: ask Abbey to stop?&nbsp; Not in a million years!<br><br>In spite of her nervous fidgeting, Donna bites her lower lip and shakes her head.<br><br>"No, it's okay.&nbsp; I can do this."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>17-07-2007, 19:48:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good.&nbsp; Pet, strap Donna to the cross while I select some toys."&nbsp; Oh yes, Abbey was in domme heaven, purring even though she hadn't been touched.&nbsp; Two pets, two subs, at the mercy of her imagination and resources. . .oh she was going to cream before she even touched Donna's cunt or Danny's cock.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>17-07-2007, 19:54:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes, Mistress."<br><br>Danny straps Donna in, careful to neither tighten the bonds too greatly nor let his hands stray to any sensitive areas without permission or instructions from Abbey.&nbsp; This completed, he stands back and enjoys the view.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>17-07-2007, 20:14:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				First came the little wrench, unlocking Danny's cock ring and letting him get as hard and ready as he could. . .she nipped his soft ear, and put the ring in a small bucket.&nbsp; "I sterilize," she explained to Donna.&nbsp; "Even if the toys go back on the same person later, I keep my equipment clean."<br><br>She put a pair of cuffs on Danny's wrists, leather bands with rings that fastened on the back of his wrists, so she could bind him quickly later.&nbsp; And lastly, she opened her top, letting the thin blouse drop to the floor, bare chester, with a long, thin whip wrapped around her shoulders, that she took in hand and let fall to the floor.&nbsp; "Danny, kneel down and put your face next to Donna's cunt.&nbsp; Tell me what happens as we go."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>17-07-2007, 20:16:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He hardens almost at once, the pent up excitement over the course of the evening bringing him to full erection even before she's finished taking care of the ring.&nbsp; Giving her an adoring look, he goes and kneels by Donna.<br><br>"Yes, my goddess.&nbsp; May I rest my head on her thigh?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>17-07-2007, 20:23:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No pet, you may not.&nbsp; I intend to whip her, and you must stay very still, unless you want your pretty little face stung too."&nbsp; Abbey purred, and went over to Donna, putting fingerpads against her lips.&nbsp; "This is both a demonstration of my control of the whip; to hit you without Danny, as well as a chance of letting you just enjoy what is going to happen.&nbsp; Danny will tell me if what I'm doing is arousing you.&nbsp; You don't need to say anything at all.&nbsp; Just experience it, it will not hurt as badly as you fear it will, not worse than it hurt here," she flicks her nipple rings, making the bound woman shudder.&nbsp; "Experience it, and make the pain your own, and, if you get far enough, I will have Danny lick you as I whip these beautiful breasts."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>17-07-2007, 20:26:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Y-yes, Mistress," Danny pouts...but remains still, waiting for Abbey to begin.<br><br>Donna replies only with wide eyes and soft, alarmed gasps, especially at the last thought--of tongue and whip combined.<br><br>From between her thighs, Danny giggles.<br><br>"She's already getting wet, my goddess!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>17-07-2007, 20:33:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I thought so.&nbsp; She plays the virgin, but our Donna here is a painslut."&nbsp; Abbey began, light movements of her wrist, the whip snaking, caressing the dark woman's body, wrapping around softly at first, then a little harder, a little faster.&nbsp; "We don't start a car in fifth gear, do we?&nbsp; No, we start slow, and build up.&nbsp; It just tickles now, but just you wait until your skin gets nice and sensitive."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>17-07-2007, 20:34:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny licks his chops.<br><br>"Is she, mistress?&nbsp; A painslut?"<br><br>The Skunk giggles again.<br><br>"Will you come together, then?&nbsp; You from whipping, she from being whipped?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>17-07-2007, 21:06:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"What does your nose tell you, Danny?&nbsp; What do your eyes see in that shaved cunt?" Abbey asked as she continued, moving in a half circle around the bound, writhing Donna.&nbsp; Her tempo, her intensity, had increased, the whip was leaving marks, faint welts, on that dark skin, across her breasts, above and below the nipples, on her belly, back, thighs, where the tip of the lash missed the Skunk by inches.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>17-07-2007, 21:08:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I can smell her heat, Mistress.&nbsp; And her petals are opening every time you smack her yummy tits!&nbsp; She wants this..."&nbsp; Danny licks his chops between strokes.&nbsp; "Her nectar is almost ready to drip..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>17-07-2007, 21:24:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Stop. . . ahhh! . . .talking about me. . .ahhhh. . . like I'm not. . .here. . " Donna said as the lash fell, again and again.<br><br>Abbey growled.&nbsp; "Slaves do not speak until and unless they are told they may.&nbsp; And I did not give you permission.&nbsp; Pet, put a cock gag in her mouth."&nbsp; The catgirl turned and returned to the pegboards, hanging her whip and moving to the clamps and electric toys.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>17-07-2007, 21:28:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes, Mistress!"<br><br>Danny gets to his feet, selecting an appropriate gag, and brushes it past Donna's lips, his brown eyes sparkling with lusty amusement.<br><br>"Open your mouth," he coaxes her.&nbsp; "Mistress says you must be gagged!"<br><br>If she complies, fine...if not, he'll have to pinch her nose shut and wait for her to gasp for breath before completing his given task.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>17-07-2007, 21:34:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"What a good helper you are," Abbey said as she saw Danny gagging the busty hume.&nbsp; She reached around, gave his swollen cock a soft caress, as she put a clip on the rings in Donna's breasts, throwing them over an exposed beam in the ceiling, and pulling it to the point of tightness, and the attaching another clip, this one with a minivibrator, to Donna's pussy.&nbsp; She used the pussy clip to keep constant, tight pressure on the sensitive breasts, tying it off and turning it on.<br><br>"We're going to leave her like this for a bit, pet.&nbsp; It should be just too low for her to cum, just high enough to begin to overstimulate her.&nbsp; Pick out something you'd like me to use on you, for being such a good pet, and to give our slave a show." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>17-07-2007, 21:36:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny sighs happily as she touches him, leaning back against her.<br><br>"She's so pretty this way," he smiles, then walks over and regards The Collection for a moment before selecting a long, slender toy and the harness.&nbsp; Returning, he kneels and holds the two up like an offering for Abbey's inspection.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>17-07-2007, 22:10:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Isn't she?" Abbey said as she strapped the harness around her waist, around each of her thighs, and fit the dildo into the O ring in front.&nbsp; "Hands on the floor, three-quarters profile to her.&nbsp; Let her see your face, and see me fucking your tight ass, while she's punished."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>17-07-2007, 22:15:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny turns in place and bends over, wiggling his hips a bit to make sure his legs are loosened up enough to handle what's coming next.<br><br>"Yes, Mistress..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>17-07-2007, 23:24:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Donna watched, the vibrator working nicely between her legs, as Abbey began to fuck Danny's ass with that long, thin toy, a thin coat of glistening lubricant easing the way into the pet's ass, the catgirl in the skirt and stockings growling and mewling as she fucked her little bishie like the horny bitch he was.&nbsp; "Danny likes them big in the ass, likes them thick.&nbsp; Likes feeling like a horny little bitch, likes being made to squeak.&nbsp; &nbsp;Don't you, pet?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>18-07-2007, 00:58:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes!&nbsp; Ohhhh....oh, fuck, yes...fuck my naughty boy-slut ass, Mistress..."<br><br>Danny lifts his head, grinning at Donna in between moans.<br><br>"...feels so good up my ass..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>18-07-2007, 04:16:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abbey, already aroused from watching them play in her back seat, from beating the hume girl, came quickly, slapping Danny's ass with a punishing series of spankings even as she drove him forward with each thrust of her hips, baring her teeth and letting an explosive orgasm roll through her with a moan.&nbsp; "You're just a great fuck, Danny.&nbsp; All there is too it.&nbsp; Has Donna been punished enough for telling Mistress what to do, or should we play for a while and let her think on it some more?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>18-07-2007, 15:18:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ahhhhh...let...ohhh!&nbsp; Let her watch, Mistress...let her suffer for you..."<br><br>Danny bows his head and whines for a moment.<br><br>"...oh, Abbey..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>18-07-2007, 15:26:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Taking Danny by the collar, Abbey gave him a sharp, tug, commanding him to follow as she led him over to a set of stocks, lifting the top piece.&nbsp; "Head and hands in the holes, pet."&nbsp; Danny could tell from the sheen in her cat's eyes that she was feeling in a "bitey" mood, and was likely to begin punishing him, and hard, before letting him release.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>18-07-2007, 15:38:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny bends his head and does as he is told, his manhood twitching and pulsing...arousal almost painful to endure at this point.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>18-07-2007, 15:41:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Locked in place, and more besides, Abbey attaches a spreader bar to Danny's ankles, locking the leather cuffs at shoulder width, keeping that tight little ass nice and spread open for her.&nbsp; She prowls across the dungeon, to Donna, whose moans behind her gag were constant, her pussy dropping like rain on the ground between her thighs, and made an adjustment to the tether pulling her breasts, tightening the tension and making the pain/pleasure ration just that much higher. . .the hume begins to moan in pain as her breasts are constantly pulled by the rings, eyes pleading with the catgirl for mercy.<br><br>But Abbey is back with her pet, holding a leather switch, and cracking it with spine-jarring force against his bottom.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>18-07-2007, 15:47:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Aahhhh!!!"<br><br>Danny barely manages to clamp his jaw shut, tears of pain already welling in his eyes at the first stroke.<br><br>"Thank you, my goddess!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>18-07-2007, 15:54:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Any illusion Danny had that he was going to get out of this without a nice row of welts on his ass vanished as Abbey did not hesitate to deliver three, four, five more strokes, controlled enough that she does not draw blood, but cutting him fiercely, as a proper whipping should.&nbsp; "Little bitches don't just get fucked, pet.&nbsp; Little bitch boys get beaten too, when their Mistress wants their screams."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>18-07-2007, 15:58:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And scream Danny does!&nbsp; He shrieks, he pleads, he struggles and sobs and weeps...but he does not use the safe word.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>18-07-2007, 16:03:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When she had finished, panting, sweaty, aroused beyond belief, Abbey put her strap on a table, and unlocked Danny, head and hands, ankles.&nbsp; "Stand in the corner, Danny.&nbsp; Nose does not leave or you get caged for the night, and wait there until I tell you to come out."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>18-07-2007, 16:09:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Whimpering, head down, Danny makes a beeline for the corner and stands shakily, clasping his hands behind his waist--low enough to rest, but high enough not to touch his tormented flesh.<br><br>Which, of course, leaves Abbey free to concentrate all her attentions on poor Donna, who is now definitely feeling the effects of her bonds!&nbsp; Pleading eyes, welling with tears, meet the Cat's gaze...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>18-07-2007, 16:14:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Both of her slaves, then, were free, as Abbey removed the clamp and vibrator. . .but not the cock gag, and took Donna down from the cross, wrapping her wiry arms around the hume and holding her, letting her shake and shudder and recover from the ordeal she'd just been through.&nbsp; Danny could hear the catgirl whispering.&nbsp; "I don't intend to do that to you, Donna.&nbsp; Danny can take much more than you can, he's been trained up that this is a safe level for him to play at.&nbsp; You're not, not yet, but you will be one day.&nbsp; You won't be hurt much more, but that doesn't mean I'm done with you."<br><br>Danny then heard more going on behind his back, and then his Goddess spoke to him.&nbsp; "You can come out of the corner."<br><br>And what should he see but Donna, done up just as he had been, stocked, legs in spreaders, cunt and ass open, her mouth wrapped around a cock gag.&nbsp; Abbey sat on a table, pleated skirt off, crotchless stockings all she wore, her fingers on her clit.&nbsp; "She's yours for being a good little bitch.&nbsp; Fuck her.&nbsp; Make her cum in bonds."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>18-07-2007, 16:23:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling broadly through his tears, Danny immediately grabs Donna's waist with one hand, taking himself in the other and brushing his head over her clit several times before aligning himself and sinking into her wet, sweet, achingly aroused pussy in one long, slow downstroke...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>18-07-2007, 16:45:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The dark skinned girl arched her back and struggled against the stock, but couldn't do anything as Danny's cock, no longer in a ring, was given to her.&nbsp; Oh, he was big, thick, long, and he filled her up <em>deep</em>.&nbsp; She whimpered when he pulled out; she wanted to be filled.&nbsp; Her breasts hung down heavy, aching after the nipples had just been released from their stretching torment, aching also to be played with. <br><br>"Fuck her good and hard, pet.&nbsp; But don't you cum yet."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>18-07-2007, 16:47:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny pushes himself as deep as he can, holding there...<br><br>"I...I obey, my goddess," he whimpers softly.<br><br>Then he pulls out, just as slowly, before thrusting back inside, fast and forcefully.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>18-07-2007, 17:03:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"HARDER!"&nbsp; Abbey yelled, plunging a finger into her cunt.&nbsp; "I want to hear her scream through her gag."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>18-07-2007, 17:07:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny pulls out suddenly, letting Abbey see that he's aiming at Donna's back door...<br><br>"It would make her scream," he offers, biting his lip nervously.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>18-07-2007, 17:16:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Kneel to the side, now!" Abbey snapped at him with a snarl.&nbsp; She jumped down off the table, pouncing on the harness and taking off the dildo, finding a different one for Donna, shorter, thicker, more like what the Skunk had between his legs.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>18-07-2007, 17:20:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny scrambles to obey, almost falling...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>18-07-2007, 17:40:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Faith showed no hesitation to fuck Donna as hard as she wanted her fucked, as hard as Donna herself wanted to be fucked, shoving that cock deep in her pussy, and shoving her against the stocks with short, brutal, hard thrusts, that had the hume screaming behind her joy, had Abbey herself gasping and growling, had her stockings soaked at the thigh from the juices from her pussy, had her cumming, had Donna cumming within minutes. . . "Give her. . .give her something else.&nbsp; .to put in her mouth."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>18-07-2007, 17:43:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes, my goddess."<br><br>Danny hurries over, almost ripping the gag out of Donna's mouth before replacing it with his thick cock.&nbsp; He is not as gentle as he could be about this, but the hume seems not to mind overmuch...<br><br>"Per...ahhh!&nbsp; Permission to come, please, Mistress?"&nbsp; He clutches at the frame.&nbsp; "Pleeeeease, my goddess?&nbsp; So close..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>18-07-2007, 17:50:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Do it," Abbey said through her clenched teeth, still thrusting her hips tirelessly, though her core muscles were tight as iron, her spine arched, her claws digging furrows into Donna's flanks as she came, and came, and came.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>18-07-2007, 17:55:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes, my goddess...AAAAHHH!!!"<br><br>He obeys, filling Donna's mouth with his seed, the load overflowing quickly, spilling down her chin.<br><br>"Oh!&nbsp; Oh, Abbey!&nbsp; She's so good!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>18-07-2007, 18:06:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Damn right I am," Donna said, her words garbled by the cock in her mouth, by the cum she swallowed.<br><br>"Don't talk with your mouth full" Abbey said, and both women laughed.&nbsp; The dildo made a slurp as Abbey pulled it out, making Donna moan at the emptiness inside her, and the catgirl leaned back, panting.&nbsp; "Smoke break, people.&nbsp; Light 'em if you got 'em."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>18-07-2007, 18:12:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny gasps for breath, than sinks to his knees and hangs his head, getting his breath back and bringing his sudden surge of emotions back under control--Abbey would not likely welcome him getting all emo and huggy right this second.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>18-07-2007, 18:20:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Help me get her out of this thing, Danny," Abbey said as she knelt behind Donna and started unfastening the ankle cuffs.&nbsp; "Mistress needs to use the potty, and pets need to hug and cuddle and think of some came to play next."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>18-07-2007, 18:21:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Crawling over, Danny helps release Donna with trembling fingers.<br><br>"Y-yes, Abbey...are we out of scene, now?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>18-07-2007, 18:29:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"For the next five minutes or so, sure."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>19-07-2007, 02:21:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Okay."<br><br>Danny shifts to help Donna down off of the frame, then wraps his arms around her waist and kisses her cheek.<br><br>"Are you all right?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>19-07-2007, 03:36:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Giving herself a nice long stretch, Donna snuggled up to Danny and sat down, leaning against the stocks.&nbsp; "I was about to ask you the same thing.&nbsp; I mean, she really tore into you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>19-07-2007, 03:39:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It's okay.&nbsp; As she says, I'm used to it."<br><br>He plants a soft kiss on one breast, as gently as he can.<br><br>"I liked watching you squirm for her," he blushes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>19-07-2007, 03:54:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A little blushing herself, she gives his cock a tug.&nbsp; "You too.&nbsp; You're a lot better at it than I am.&nbsp; I've got a lot to learn, huh?&nbsp; I thought you were going to bugger me.&nbsp; I've never let a guy do that before."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>19-07-2007, 03:58:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I wanted to," he blushes and looks away demurely.&nbsp; "I really did...but, uhm, if you haven't, then...we should probably do something gentler for your first time."<br><br>He giggles.<br><br>"Oh, don't mind me!&nbsp; I'm just a perverted little boy-slut."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>19-07-2007, 04:16:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah.&nbsp; That's cool, though.&nbsp; I mean, you got a good thing going with your domme, she seems like she loves you (when she's not beating the crap out of you) but I'm way over my head and have no idea what she wants from us next."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>19-07-2007, 04:22:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"For the next little while, we're, uhm, out of the scene.&nbsp; So you can just ask, if you want to know.&nbsp; Better to tell her if you're nervous about something.&nbsp; Abbey's pretty cool about that sort of thing."<br><br>He tilts his head.<br><br>"May I tell you something a bit weird?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>19-07-2007, 04:24:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Whoa, time out.&nbsp; Weirder than the fact that I just sucked off a Skunk while a she-cat fucked me with a strap-on?&nbsp; I don't know about you, Danny, but we're outside of my normal zone by a couple of light years.&nbsp; Go ahead."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>19-07-2007, 04:52:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He giggles softly.<br><br>"Outside of this really wild three-way I had with a married couple a few months back...that, uhm, was kind of weird and I didn't enjoy all that much...you're only the fourth woman I've ever...you know."<br><br>He tilts his head in the direction Abbey was last seen.<br><br>"She's the third."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>20-07-2007, 03:30:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh?&nbsp; Huh.&nbsp; Weird.&nbsp; No offense, but it seemed to me like you're the kind of guy that gets around.&nbsp; So who was the first?"<br><br>"I was curious about that myself, pet," Abbey said as she came back into the room.&nbsp; She'd removed her clothing, naked and sleek, her tail twitching as she saw her two subs cuddling up together, and she joined them, putting herself between Donna and Danny.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>20-07-2007, 03:38:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Who says I haven't been around?"&nbsp; Danny grins.&nbsp; "I usually do boys.&nbsp; Isn't it obvious?"<br><br>He gleefully makes room for Abbey, snuggling against her and reaching out to play idly with one of Donna's piercings.<br><br>"My first?&nbsp; There was this MILF who lived in the apartment upstairs from one of my earlier boyfriends.&nbsp; She had a taste for younger men, which I knew, and fantasies about forcefully converting a gay by pegging him, which I didn't know until she asked me to help her carry a few grocery bags up all those stairs.&nbsp; Not much of an affair, but she helped me through my next break-up...I think she's married to an ex-priest or something."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>20-07-2007, 03:46:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Soap opera," Abbey commented.&nbsp; Donna gave her a look, which the catgirl didn't see, as she had turned so that her cheek rested on Danny's chest, and began purring.&nbsp; "I'm really, really happy here, but I also have a ton more energy.&nbsp; Unless our emotional gas tanks are still recharging at the hug station, I'm ready to move back into character.&nbsp; You two?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>20-07-2007, 04:09:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yep," Danny agrees with Abbey's opinion.&nbsp; "Pure soap opera."<br><br>He stretches, kisses Abbey on the cheek.<br><br>"I'm ready to continue whenever you wish it, my goddess."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>20-07-2007, 04:14:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Wait," Donna said, frowning.&nbsp; She had something on her mind, something about how Abbey had been so cavalier about what Danny said, but when the catgirl looked at her, she couldn't find the words to say it.&nbsp; "Never mind.&nbsp; I'm ready.&nbsp; But I know you told us to think of something to play, but I'm coming up blank."<br><br>"Oh?" Abbey asked.&nbsp; She smiled.&nbsp; "I'm sure Danny would love to make a suggestion for you.&nbsp; Now then, pet, what, oh what, shall this goddess do with her two little slaves?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>20-07-2007, 04:15:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So many options," he pouts.&nbsp; "Would it please Mistress to take her boy-slut with the strap on while making her pet girl suck him off?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>20-07-2007, 04:20:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So let's see," Abbey said.&nbsp; "Pet goes down on all fours," she gave him a push to the floor.&nbsp; "And Donna lies on her back, with her mouth under his cock.&nbsp; I get behind pet, and fuck him, while they lick each other?&nbsp; Is that your idea, is that what you want to do, pets?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>20-07-2007, 04:41:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Or boy-slut lies on his back," Danny whispers.&nbsp; "Either way, Mistress gets to fuck him..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>20-07-2007, 15:52:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"But I get to look in his eyes while I do it," Abbey mused, stroking Donna's shoulders as she looked at the Skunk's flanks and tight ass.&nbsp; "What do you think, darling?"<br><br>Donna, smiling, got down on her back, and lay underneath Danny, so that her mouth was on his penis, her spread legs within easy licking distance.&nbsp; "I say everyone gets off like this."<br><br>"True, true.&nbsp; Pets don't begin until Abbey gets back with toys, or there is punishment."&nbsp; She got up, and went to prepare herself for the menage a trois to follow.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>20-07-2007, 16:40:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny giggles and rolls onto his side to watch Abbey, waiting patiently for the use...and abuse...to follow.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>20-07-2007, 21:35:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Knowing she had an audience, Abbey propped her leg up on a table, so that both of her playthings could see her spread her pussy lips, sliding a finger in and out to moisten the folds, and push a small dildo inside with a delighted little shudder.&nbsp; When she'd donned the strapon, the thong that ran up between her legs and bottom held that dildo in place, even kept it pressed deep inside, so that she would be stimulated at least as much as they.&nbsp; <br><br>Coming back, Abbey knelt down behind Danny, giving him a smack on the ass.&nbsp; "Assume the position, bitch-boy.&nbsp; All fours, face in her pussy."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>20-07-2007, 22:04:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny rolls over at once, burying his face between Donna's thighs and lifting his hips to allow Abbey easier access.&nbsp; Then, without waiting for Donna to adjust herself, he slips his tongue inside her wetness, wiggling the tip just <em>so</em>.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>20-07-2007, 23:12:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The girl lying beneath him began to suck on his cock just as Abbey pressed the tip of her lubricated dildo against his as, and drove with a slow, steady pressure, in, feeling it press back against the toy she had slid into herself, hissing, eyes shut with pleasure.&nbsp; <br><br>"Whoever cums first gets five lashes with the single tail," Abbey said as she started to work up the speed, fucking her little pet.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>21-07-2007, 19:44:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny mewls with pleasure as Abbey pegs him, wiggling as the toy slides inside his ass, his cock pulsing and jumping in Donna's mouth.&nbsp; He reaches down to play with Donna's nipple rings, thrusting his tongue enthusiastically into her pussy...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>21-07-2007, 20:48:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No fair," Donna protested, as Danny played with her nipples, made her squirm.&nbsp; "He's trying to get me off first."<br><br>"Fair?&nbsp; Think there are rules, girlie?"&nbsp; Abbey answered, reaching around Danny's hips and giving his own nipples a delicate, painful squeeze between her claws.&nbsp; She drove her cock into the bishie with a little hard thrust, enjoying the feeling of him speared at the end of the dildo.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>21-07-2007, 20:53:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Skunk moans, driving his tongue deeper into Donna's folds.&nbsp; A moment later, he pulls his tongue out, flicks it across her clit, and then gives her a quick and light rimming before pushing back into her pussy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>21-07-2007, 21:56:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				In less than two minutes, Donna's thighs clamp around Danny's head as she quivers, moaning, putting a hand over her breasts to keep the Skunk from tormenting her sensitive, sensitive nubs as she climaxes.&nbsp; Abbey purred, slapped Danny's ass, and fucked him harder, faster.&nbsp; "Looks like the painslut has a date with my whip.&nbsp; Do you think she'd mind being marked for a few days, bitch-boy?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>22-07-2007, 05:21:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No, my goddess!&nbsp; She will enjoy your loving punishments.&nbsp; She may even come again as you whip her."<br><br>Danny licks his chops, obviously looking forward to the spectacle.<br><br>"Oooooo...may I share a wicked thought, Mistress?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>22-07-2007, 13:40:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Neither did I," Abbey said, as Donna made a noise beneath them, sucking on Danny's cock as the two anima discussed how badly to beat her, and the thought made her pussy ache again, lifting her hips, begging the Skunk to lick again.&nbsp; "What is your idea?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>22-07-2007, 18:24:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Vibrators...in her pussy and up her ass...aaahhhh...rough rope holding them in...force her to overstimulation while you whip her!"<br><br>Danny squirms.<br><br>"Ahh!&nbsp; May I come, Mistress?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>22-07-2007, 19:38:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Don't I get a say?" Donna asked, her lips around Danny's cockhead while she prepared to take his cum.&nbsp; Abbey laughed, as if it was a hilarious sentiment, and gave the Skunk another spank.&nbsp; "Fill her mouth, pet."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>23-07-2007, 00:02:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny relaxes just enough, obeying his goddess by filling Donna's mouth with a long, soft moan of pleasureable exertion.<br><br>A moment later, he squirms back on the toy, obviously hoping to drive Abbey closer to her own climax by grinding the toy against her sex.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>23-07-2007, 00:46:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Last, but not least, Abbey came, with one last thrust deep into Danny's ass, purring, mewling, a comparatively gentle release of her passion that left her stroking Danny's flank, rubbing her toe into the soft part of Donna's thigh, and continuously sighing in pleasure.&nbsp; "No break time now, boys and girls.&nbsp; That was just a. . . a beforeshock?&nbsp; I think the big earthquake will come when I have Donna screaming for the lash.&nbsp; For the lash?&nbsp; From the lash?&nbsp; Same thing."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>23-07-2007, 00:50:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny giggles, turning his adoring eyes back to Abbey.<br><br>"Shall I take the toy and get it washed while you prepare, my goddess?"<br><br>Silly boy, trying to be nice and useful already...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>23-07-2007, 01:30:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abbey nodded as she unbuckled her harness first, and helped Donna to her feet first.&nbsp; The hume girl surprised her by flinging herself into her arms, kissing her like a passion-crazed, estranged lover.&nbsp; Abbey's slitted eyes widened, but she was more than happy to be kissed and kiss back the dark-skinned girl in her arms, needle teeth nipping softly on Donna's lips.&nbsp; "I think she's eager to be punished, my beautiful little bitch boy.&nbsp; Let's make it ten, instead of five."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>23-07-2007, 01:51:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmmm...ten?"<br><br>He giggles, grinning at the sight of the pretty human woman kissing his goddess.<br><br>"Yes.&nbsp; Ten."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>23-07-2007, 01:55:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abbey walks backwards, kissing and fondling Donna's delicious breasts, pulling the rings to get her to follow, until they stood in front of the St. Stephen's cross again, and the catgirl lifted her arms, placed the shackles on her wrists again, and, with a final, mewling lick to the girl's throat, stepped back.&nbsp; "Ten it is.&nbsp; What do you have for us, Danny?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>23-07-2007, 03:53:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Getting to his feet, Danny makes a show out of examining the various toys, selecting a 'soft' flogger for his goddess and a small vibrating egg for Donna.&nbsp; Then he walks back to Abbey's side and kneels, holding them up like an offering.<br><br>"Here, my goddess."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>23-07-2007, 13:23:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A hard smack of the flogger against her palm is all it takes to get Abbey purring again, squeezing her thighs together as she looks at Donna's back.&nbsp; "Very nice.&nbsp; And an egg, how thoughtful.&nbsp; Double penetration might have been a bit too much, but she'll like this.&nbsp; Go ahead and put it in her, and make sure it won't come out."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>23-07-2007, 15:54:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes, my goddess!"<br><br>Danny gently pries Donna open and slips the egg inside her.<br><br>"I've seen these," he comments.&nbsp; "Japanese.&nbsp; <em>Very</em> powerful.&nbsp; They're perfect for this sort of thing.&nbsp; They're like Spinal Tap's amps--they go to eleven."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>23-07-2007, 15:56:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Don't keep me in suspense," Donna said, shivering as the egg slid in her.&nbsp; She leaned against the cross, pulling the straps binding her arms, and sighed happily.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>23-07-2007, 18:02:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny glances up at Abbey, then holds out the control to her.<br><br>"As you wish, my goddess...where shall I stand?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>23-07-2007, 22:30:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Where should he stand, Abbey mused.&nbsp; She looked around the room for inspiration, and smiled at him.&nbsp; "Bring me that stool over there, and I'll bet a clever boy like you can figure it out."&nbsp; When he did, Abbey put one leg on the stool, leaning forward, which opened up her pussy even as she brought the whip over head.&nbsp; "Put your tongue to good work."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>24-07-2007, 02:42:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Blushing and licking his chops, Danny fetches the stool and seats himself, letting his tongue tease her lips open almost at once.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>24-07-2007, 02:47:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It took effort to keep her balance, keep control of her arm and wrist, as Danny began licking her wet folds, to begin punishing Donna for cumming first.&nbsp; Her hand wrapped in the Skunk's hair as she pressed his face into her clit, swung the lash, and turned on the vibrator.&nbsp; Donna began to cry out, first as the sensations traveled through her cunt, then in pain as the whip fell against her shoulders.<br><br>One. . .two. . .three. . .and then Abbey came, coating Danny's muzzle in her juices.&nbsp; "Good boy. . .good boy. . .yes, lick me, eat me out. . .yes. . . "
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>24-07-2007, 02:59:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny laps enthusiastically at Abbey's sweetness, his cock already twitching in recovery.&nbsp; He pulls away just long enough to give her clit a good lick, then slides back inside her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>24-07-2007, 03:08:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good boy," she said, striking Donna, making her cry, turning up the vibrator, making her cry.&nbsp; "Yes. . .such a good boy," she said.&nbsp; She looked down at her Skunk, blew him a kiss, whipped her slave, and shuddered.&nbsp; "This is heaven."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>24-07-2007, 03:18:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He laps even harder, pulling his tongue out to rim her.&nbsp; Making soft animal noises of lust, he puts both his hands on her leg...presumably to steady himself, or perhaps to feel her well-toned muscles.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>24-07-2007, 03:25:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ten lashes, and she's come twice, shuddering, sweating, panting, and Donna's back was a maze of lash marks, etched deep into her cocoa-colored skin, had come four times, panting in her bonds.&nbsp; Abbey drops her whip, legs trembling, falling to her knees.&nbsp; "Fuck.&nbsp; Fuck FUCK!&nbsp; Oh that was sweet."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>24-07-2007, 03:34:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny eases up his licks at just the right moment, reaching up to help Abbey down.<br><br>"Shall I continue for you, my goddess?&nbsp; Or are you pleased with her chastisement?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>24-07-2007, 03:43:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abbey went over to Donna, wrapping her arms around her hips, running a finger over her hips, flicking the pierced nipples.&nbsp; "End scene, kids.&nbsp; We're out of playland.&nbsp; Anyone want to go to round three?&nbsp; Personally, I could use a joint and nine hours sleep in that order."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>24-07-2007, 03:51:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny pouts, obviously up for round three...<br><br>"Sleep," he suddenly yawns, "would be a goodness."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>24-07-2007, 15:59:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The three of them crash on the bed, not as nice or soft or fresh as the one in the apartment upstairs, but having the virtue of being much closer, with Abbey slipping in between skinny Danny and soft plush Donna, purring and getting as comfortable as a cat could.&nbsp; "Mmmm.&nbsp; Night.&nbsp; Fun had by all, sleep sleep sleep."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>24-07-2007, 16:37:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny holds on tight, snuggling in with another yawn, and murmurs something that might be a less submissive endearment, but it's a little difficult to understand him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>25-07-2007, 03:10:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				At some point in the long night, the hume girl woke up, and rolled out of bed onto the floor, blinking in the unfamiliar surroundings.&nbsp; Some of the things she'd done last night. . .it burned her cheeks to remember them, and her back and legs were lined with welts that would be days in fading.&nbsp; But they were badges of pride too, weren't they?&nbsp; She'd learned something about herself, done something she never had, and had a fucking great time.<br><br>But she couldn't stay.&nbsp; She didn't have placed to be or appointments to keep, but the Skunk and the Cat. . .they were the real thing.&nbsp; She was just visiting.<br><br>Donna found her clothes in the dungeon, and put them on on the landing while she waited for the elevator.&nbsp; On the ground floor, she called a cab to take her home.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>25-07-2007, 06:32:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny stirs, waking just enough to watch Donna vanish, pouting.<br><br><em>She didn't even say goodbye!&nbsp; Were we that horrible?</em><br><br>Then, shrugging a little, he lies down next to his goddess and goes back to sleep, the human girl all but forgotten.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>25-07-2007, 13:41:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hey sexy," a voice whispers into his ear in later hours.&nbsp; A breathless, little girl voice, with just a hint of purr beneath it.&nbsp; Sharp teeth took a gentle bite in his ear until Danny's eyes opened, and Abbey looked down at him, smiling.&nbsp; "Shower power?&nbsp; Because, and no offense dear, but you stink to high heavens.&nbsp; Shower, play, shower, breakfast, play, and we'll figure out the rest as we go?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>25-07-2007, 15:01:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny yawns and nods, stretching lazily.<br><br>"Shower good.&nbsp; Shower play better."<br><br>He rolls out of bed and slips his collar off so as not to get it wet.<br><br>"Or would you rather watch?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>25-07-2007, 15:14:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And get left out?&nbsp; Bite your tongue, Skunk-boy."&nbsp; Abbey made a note to come down later and do some cleaning; all she wanted right now was a nice, hot steamy shower, and that was one floor up.&nbsp; After only a brief detour in the kitchen to start the coffee brewing, she wasted no time getting the bathroom steaming with the shower on as hot as she could stand it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>25-07-2007, 15:19:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Shall I play, then?"<br><br>Danny laughs and heads for the shower.<br><br>"Let you watch?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>25-07-2007, 19:02:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A sharp fingernail poked him in the upper arm.&nbsp; "Yes.&nbsp; That would be.&nbsp; Mmmmm.&nbsp; Yes.&nbsp; Play."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>25-07-2007, 19:07:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny turns his back against the chilly wall, shuts his eyes, and reaches down to stroke himself slowly.<br><br>"Like this, Abbey?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>27-07-2007, 16:31:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Turning the shower head so that the warm shower cascaded across her shoulders, Abbey leaned back against the opposite wall from her little Bishie, pinching her nipple as she watched him.&nbsp; "Soap yourself up a bit more, get a little gliding going."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>27-07-2007, 16:34:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sighing happily, Danny lathers up quickly, soaping up his belly and privates...then strokes himself again, spreading his legs further apart so that he is braced properly.<br><br>"Mmmmm...like this, Abbey?"<br><br>He keeps his hand slow but steady, pumping the shaft.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>01-08-2007, 18:51:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That's it," Abbey said, backing into the opposite corner and lifting one leg to the ledge where the bar of soap normally rested.&nbsp; Her pussy lips opened as she dropped a finger down to flick across her clit.&nbsp; "Just like that.&nbsp; I like watching you play with yourself, pet."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>01-08-2007, 19:00:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Licking his lips and shutting his eyes, Danny keeps his strokes slow and even.<br><br>"Just...ahhhh...just like this, Abbey?"<br><br>He reaches up and scrapes one fingertip over a nipple.<br><br>"Mmmmm...or should I get naughtier for you?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>01-08-2007, 20:21:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh hey, what am I over here, chopped liver?"&nbsp; Indeed, the catgirl was putting on a show for the benefit of her little Skunk, sliding a soapy finger inside herself slowly.&nbsp; "Have a look, Danny.&nbsp; And get as naughty as you want."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>01-08-2007, 20:32:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He cracks his eyes open and giggles.<br><br>"Oooo..."<br><br>His hand speeds up a little, and he clamps his nipple between nimble fingers.<br><br>"Did you like fucking me last night, Abbey?&nbsp; While she took me down her throat?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>04-08-2007, 02:53:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abbey nodded without a word, mirroring Danny as much as she could.&nbsp; She brought up her fingers, clamping her own nipple as she sped up fingering herself, sighing as the back of her thumb brushed her clit.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>06-08-2007, 02:23:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I...I loved having your thick cock up my ass...aaaahhhh...while she sucked me dry..."<br><br>Danny strokes himself faster, blushing and moaning.<br><br>"Would...would have let her watch you...fuck me again..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>09-08-2007, 03:35:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmmmmm," mewed Abbey as she started shaking in place, trying not to cum.&nbsp; "Would have liked to hang her by those nice titties and whipped her. . .mmmm. . .yes. . .let you fuck her ass while I did you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>09-08-2007, 04:04:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny gasps, his hand speeding even more.<br><br>"Oh!&nbsp; Oh, yes, suspended...crying as she's filled and whipped..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>10-08-2007, 15:42:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Cum, Danny," she told him, and then moaned as she did herself, inserting two fingers deep inside herself and rubbing her clit with her thumb as she spasmed.&nbsp; "Yes!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-08-2007, 15:56:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ahhhhh!"<br><br>Danny is an obedient little boy-toy, shooting his load and twisting his head from side to side almost the instant she gives him permission...or instruction.&nbsp; He slumps a moment later, gasping for breath and grinning weakly at Abbey.<br><br>"Would...would you really do that to her, Abbey?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>13-08-2007, 04:39:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sliding to the tiled floor in a wet, trembly pile of quivering flesh, Abbey gave Danny a "biting grin."&nbsp; "I dunno.&nbsp; Maybe.&nbsp; If we get her in our wicked clutches again.&nbsp; If I'm in the mood.&nbsp; It'd be fun, though.&nbsp; God, I love having you around.&nbsp; You're ready to fuck as often as any chick I've ever been with, you're housebroken and trained and everything a dominatrix-bitch like me could want.&nbsp; Can I keep you?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>13-08-2007, 14:59:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny nods, blushing.<br><br>"Y-yes."<br><br>He turns his head to one side, as if embarrassed.<br><br>"Would she cry, if we hung her by her tits?&nbsp; And whipped her pussy with a flogger?&nbsp; Oooooo, such thoughts!"<br><br>He seems to be hardening again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>14-08-2007, 02:50:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh yeah," Abbey said, opening the shower door and letting all the steam out into the bathroom, making it appear as if the room was blanketed by a thick fog.&nbsp; "But since I don't have a nice big tittied hume here to play with, you'll have to do.&nbsp; Want to fuck me up the ass, Danny?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>14-08-2007, 03:11:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Y-yes," the Skunk whispers meekly.&nbsp; "I would like to fuck you in the ass, Abbey.&nbsp; Very much so!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>14-08-2007, 21:53:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Come on," she said, toweling herself off and going into the bedroom.&nbsp; She gave the Skunk some lube, and lay facedown on the bed, twitching her tail and looking at him over her shoulder.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>14-08-2007, 21:57:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny giggles and spreads the lube on himself, stroking slowly to make sure he's good and hard.<br><br>"...so pretty..."<br><br>He pauses to fondle her butt for a few minutes.<br><br>"You really want me to do you?"<br><br>Without waiting for her answer, he presses his head against her and pushes gently.<br><br>"You like this?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>15-08-2007, 02:33:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abbey howled!&nbsp; This wasn't something she did all the time, and Danny, for his slowness, was a big boy, and she had a narrow little bum.&nbsp; She squirmed against him, and started panting as his nice thick cock went inside her.&nbsp; "Mmmmmmm. . .mmmm mmmm!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>15-08-2007, 02:47:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny keeps pushing until he's buried in her to the hilt.<br><br>"...so tight!&nbsp; So wonderfully snug and hot...ahhhhh..."<br><br>Then, with as much care as he took sliding in, he starts withdrawing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>15-08-2007, 23:54:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh God," she said as he began pulling out, moving her hips back along with him until she could go no further, and his cock was out.&nbsp; She gave a bodylength shudder, and looked over her shoulder at Danny.&nbsp; "Yes. . .more. . ."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-08-2007, 02:21:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Obediently, Danny pushes himself back inside her.<br><br>"Ahhh...this...this is what guys think about doing, when you walk around in those tight pants...mmmmm...did you know that?"<br><br>He giggles softly, bending down to bite her shoulder.<br><br>"I think you do.&nbsp; I think you like it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>16-08-2007, 02:48:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abbey nodded, balling her fists as she relaxed the muscles of her ass, panting as Danny's cock went back inside her, sending a lovely, lovely shiver along her spine and through her loins.&nbsp; "I know. . .uhhhh. . . .I do. . ."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-08-2007, 02:55:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"...feel so good..."<br><br>Danny moans, bites her shoulder harder, and speeds up a little.<br><br>"...so nice and slick and tight..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>16-08-2007, 03:01:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The pain in her shoulder was now enough to make her hiss, and squirm, which made her ass dance on his cock, and brought a new shiver and moan from her.&nbsp; "God you're huge, pet.&nbsp; Feel. . .uhhhh. . .good."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-08-2007, 03:10:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You like my big, thick cock deep in your ass?"<br><br>Danny sneaks his hands around, grabbing her breasts firmly.<br><br>"You want my cum up your ass?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>16-08-2007, 03:17:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abbey arched her back in surprise, going on up all fours to let her small breasts hang down, heavy in his hands, she looked back over her other shoulder, moaned as she timed it with another thrust deep into her.&nbsp; "Where did. . .uhhh. . .this. . .come. . .from. . .Danny.&nbsp; Ahhhh. . .ahhh. . .you're being all. . .bad ass. . ."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-08-2007, 03:20:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And...ahhhh...you love it, huh?"<br><br>He pinches her nipples tightly, driving himself inside her to the hilt and grinding before thrusting again.<br><br>"Wanna...ahhh!&nbsp; Wanna feel you cum with me in your ass."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>16-08-2007, 03:44:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The nod of her head and the grunts and moans that came from her mouth was the answer he needed. . .she began pushing her hips back, trying to drive him in as deep as he could go, filling her, splitting her, and gave a toss of her head back.&nbsp; "Yes. . . .yes. . . YES!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-08-2007, 03:51:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Squeezing her breasts roughly, Danny keeps driving deeper and harder into her ass, moaning as she squeezes him.<br><br>"Yes...ahhh!&nbsp; Abbey!&nbsp; &nbsp;Gonna..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>16-08-2007, 03:56:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Panting, the catgirl reached a hand between her legs, rubbing her clit fast and hard, panting.&nbsp; "Yes, please. . .please. . ."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-08-2007, 04:14:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Slamming himself inside Abbey to the hilt, forcing her down into the bed, Danny shoots his load, howling with pleasure!&nbsp; Collapsing across her, he pants for breath as he nuzzles her neck tenderly.<br><br>"Th-thank you," he whispers.&nbsp; "I am...I am happy to have pleased you..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>16-08-2007, 05:41:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Get off me," she growled, toothlessly, and gave a gasp when his cock came out, leaving her feeling all stretched out and empty, like a good fucking should, as she cuddled up wit him.<br><br>"Good boy," Abbey said.&nbsp; "I'm tempted to put a cock ring on your for a few days to keep you from becoming spirited, thinking you can bugger me any time you like and make me feel like your little bitch."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-08-2007, 05:48:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He rolls off to the side at once, sleepily reaching for a box of facial tissues and handing her a couple, then using a couple more to clean himself off.<br><br>"N-no, that's okay...did you like it?"<br><br>He blushes and giggles.<br><br>"I thought you might."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>16-08-2007, 06:04:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dropping the tissues in the can, Abbey propped herself up on one elbow, looking at Danny and touching his face.&nbsp; "Yeah, I did.&nbsp; Love the cock, Skunk boy.&nbsp; Love your cock, in particular.&nbsp; Wish I had a real one so I could come in your ass the way you just did in mine, but you'll have to make do with slippery latex, alas."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-08-2007, 06:09:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny giggles and presses his head against her hand.<br><br>"I don't mind.&nbsp; You fuck me very well, Abbey!&nbsp; I'm happy to be your bitch-slut boy-toy."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>17-08-2007, 03:02:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thanks!" she said, brightly, as she turned around and pressed her body against Danny's, her bottom snug against his crotch.&nbsp; "I've been in full scale Domme mode ever since you followed me home, my dear.&nbsp; I'm tapped out of ideas at the moment for cruel and Mistressy-things to do to you.&nbsp; So how about an old movie and some cuddles?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>17-08-2007, 20:33:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He pouts.<br><br>"What, no tying me up and giving me a long, tortuously gentle hand job?"<br><br>Then he giggles.<br><br>"Movie and cuddles would be wonderful, Abbey!&nbsp; What shall we watch?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>18-08-2007, 02:20:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Poke, poke, poke went Abbey's finer into Danny's ribs as he giggled.&nbsp; "I've finally figured you out.&nbsp; It's like you're British;&nbsp; you laugh about something like you're making a joke, but you're serious about it the entire time."&nbsp; Her face was lit by a fang-showing grin as she gave the Skunk's cock a little tug.&nbsp; "I'll pick the movie.&nbsp; You go and get some restraints.&nbsp; We'll do both.&nbsp; I'll tie you up, and give you a tortuously slow hand job while we watch the movie.&nbsp; Maybe I'll let you come when it's over.&nbsp; Maybe not."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>18-08-2007, 05:14:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny shuts his eyes tight and makes a funny little cooing sound.<br><br>"T-tease..."<br><br>But he rolls off of the bed and rummages through the various utilities of sadistic pleasure for a few minutes, looking for an appropriate set of restraints.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>19-08-2007, 02:45:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Spreader bar, check," Abbey was saying.&nbsp; "Ball gag, check.&nbsp; Cuffs?&nbsp; Oh good."&nbsp; She began locking her little Skunk up, making sure to get his legs nice and wide so she would have easy access to his cock and balls, and put an old Western in the DVD player, a Clint Eastwood spaghetti.&nbsp; "Comfy?" she teased after she had gagged him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>19-08-2007, 18:41:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmmmf."<br><br>He nods, blushing and wiggling a little, trying to find the least uncomfortable way to sit on the couch.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>20-08-2007, 21:34:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abbey ended up solving the problem for him, hauling his spread legs up on the couch so that he lay across all four cushions, and with herself curling up in the space between his feet, as compactly as only a cat could.&nbsp; One hand dipped into the popcorn bowl as Sergio Leone's wild music strains sounded through the system and the movie started.&nbsp; The second, almost as an after thought, reached just above her head, to wrap around his shaft and begin to stroke it with the lightest of touches of her fingertips.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>20-08-2007, 21:48:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny fights to hold still, a soft moan caught in his throat at her touch.<br><br>As if a Western with a handjob is a novel experience for him!&nbsp; Which may be the case...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>21-08-2007, 00:06:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abbey was in no hurry, either with her popcorn or to finish Danny off.&nbsp; She kept her hands moving softly, slowly, letting him feel the lightest of sensations, but in all of the right places, up and down, up and down, through long desert rides, shootouts, and numerous double-crosses in the film.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>21-08-2007, 03:40:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Before halfway through the movie, the poor Skunk can no longer contain his soft whimpers of frustration and arousal, his flesh pulsing hot in her hand whenever she brushes him.<br><br>"Mmmmmmm..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>28-08-2007, 00:47:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				But it was not until the end of the film, a full two hours of teasing, tormenting, slow, soft caressing tortures, that Abbey took the Skunk's cock in her hand and began pumping, firm, hard, just as the climax of the film drew near.&nbsp; "Cum," she ordered, not taking her eyes off the screen.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Clubbing, Pegging, and the Perils of Being a Bishonen Boy-Toy (MadPanda and me)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>28-08-2007, 02:01:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He squeaks, he squirms, he blushes...and after only a few seconds he gasps and shoots another load all over himself and her hand!<br><br>"AAAAHHHHH!!!"<br><br>Almost at once he lets his head loll back, panting for breath and moaning softly.
			</dd>
		</dl>
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