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Felix had to roll over, and his stomach tensed once he tasted the leather.
Prince Rainier buckled it behind his head and was careful to not let his hair get caught. “I love the way gags look, and they’re also good for teaching pets to keep quiet. I like silence during play unless you’re moaning or something like that. Meows are acceptable, and you can scream my name if you’re cumming on my cock.”
The image that brought to Felix’s mind sent a spike of pleasure through him.
The Prince flipped him back over. “But I also like my pets to feel safe, and that comes first.”
He started stroking Felix’s cock. Felix suddenly clapped his paws, and the Prince immediately stopped.
“Do I need to take it off?”
Felix shook his head, and he did his best to take the Prince’s hand in his paws to place it back on his dick.
“Were you testing me?”
Felix nodded. He’d heard a few horror stories before about dominants ignoring safety words or signals. It hadn’t happened here as far as he knew, but he knew some dominants might pretend to agree so they could tie up the partner and make them helpless. If they were that sort, they likely wouldn't stop quite so quickly even in a public setting because they didn't care to begin with.
But the Prince had instantly stopped and asked if he needed to remove the gag.
“Are you sure you want to continue?” pressed the Prince.
Felix nodded and thrust his hips to fuck his grip, and Prince Rainier started stroking him again. He couldn’t quite get rid of the nerves in his gut since he hadn’t done this in so long, but he did feel a lot better with a way out of things.
If gags were pretty much a requirement, he figured he could do it if the Prince actually cared. This wouldn't turn into a repeat of that one incident.
Plus, he’d get the money.
Or maybe the Prince simply felt like jerking off a cat and was going to pick Oliver. Felix didn’t look over to see what he was doing since the hand around his cock was taking up too much of his attention span.
“Put your paws at chest level and curl them,” Prince Rainier commanded, and Felix complied. “I’d rather have a Kitten to train instead of one like Oliver who seems to have it downpat. I have a feeling he'd be a stubborn Kitten too, and I prefer the sweet ones who behave."
Felix vaguely noticed the orange-haired guy was back. Considering how long he was gone, hopefully no one went into that privy for a bit. Felix forgot about him as the Prince’s hand quickened. He let out a moan through the gag and was sure he was about to spurt in a few more seconds. His balls drew up, and the Prince stopped.
Felix strained his hips up, desperate for just a little more friction, but the Prince released his cock and gently pressed on his lower stomach. “Stay down. You’re not cumming unless I say. Get on the floor.”
He gave the bell a little tap to make it tink before Felix obeyed. Prince Rainier got up to grab a feather toy and waved it at Oliver who was about to approach.
“No. Play with your friends.”
Oliver gave Felix a faint pouty look before he obeyed. Prince Rainier waved the feather toy for him, and Felix stayed on his hands and knees.
Swatting at a toy seemed so silly to him, and his face warmed.
“Come on, Kitten. There’s no need to be shy.”
Prince Rainier tickled his nose with the feather, and he automatically swiped at it.
“There you go.” Prince Rainier smiled and waved it again.
Felix batted at it, and Prince Rainier dragged it across the floor. Felix crawled after the feathers and tried to pounce, but he couldn’t grip through the paws. The Prince’s smile grew bigger, and Felix suddenly noticed the bulge in his trousers.
He wouldn’t mind stopping the silly stuff so he could explore the Prince’s cock with his tongue. In fact, he wouldn’t mind bending over for it either right then.
But the things that he considered rather silly were arousing to the Prince, and that was what he was seeking in a pet. Felix kept swatting and trying to get the feathers. This wasn’t so bad, and the Prince likely wouldn’t be too hard of an owner to please.
Submitting and making his sexual partner happy was part of the reason Felix got into this work.
When Prince Rainier paused to straighten a couple of bent feathers, Felix crawled to him and rubbed the side of his face on the bulge. He could feel the warmth through the fabric, and if he hadn’t been gagged, he would have given it a lick.
