Marcus and Luca work together to please their mistress

Towering over her two kneeling pets, Irena was flushed, her eyes alight with arousal and excitement. Under that simmering stare, Marcus felt his skin tingle with anticipation, wondering eagerly just what she'd do to them next. In one hand, the huntress queen now held a pair of short leashes, a light pink one clipped to his collar, and a blue one to Luca's. Even if the length of leather tied to his neck hung loose right now, the young prince felt a tingling thrill just knowing that at any moment his mistress could pull it tight and yank him wherever she wanted. Or maybe she'd have him and Luca walk on hands and knees behind her, both naked boys crawling at her heels like obedient pets while she led them all around her house. He found himself shivering with excitement at the thought, that familiar, frustrating tightness between his legs as his poor dick once again tested the confines of the cage.

As he stared meekly up at his mistress, Irena began to strip off her leather trousers, impatiently fighting down the hem with her free hand before shrugging the garment down off her hips and letting it drop to a heap at her feet. The young prince's gaze flickered inexorably down, darting over the rippling muscle of her thighs to settle between them. Her pussy was plump and swollen, the patch of dark hair above glistening with dewy droplets. Marcus shuddered as his nose caught the musky scent of her arousal, his little dick straining tight against cool metal. No matter how much it tried to get hard however, he knew it was only his tongue he'd be using to please his mistress. The young prince reminded himself of what she'd told him when she'd first locked the cage around his straining dick. Her pleasure was much more important than his own silly desires, no matter how much his needy body craved a release he didn't deserve yet. He was just her pet after all, making her happy and satisfied was all he should focus on.

"Yes my darling pets, it's time for your most important duty, worshiping your mistress." The huntress queen purred. Her wrist curved, pulling the leashes a little tighter, and Marcus gasped at the slight pull on his neck and the shiver of arousal it sent through his needy body. "Let's see now, Luca, you take the front." She pulled on the light blue leash, and Luca eagerly darted on all fours to kneel right between her legs. His tanned face shone with blushing excitement as he stared up at her from just in front of her dripping slit, his long kitty tail wiggling from side to side as he quivered with anticipation of her obvious next order. Marcus found himself pouting as he realized Irena was going to give the catboy first go at her pussy, but he couldn't find it in him to be too jealous when his friend was so very cute and enthusiastic about that chance. "And as for you, Marcus..." Irena's simmering gaze settled on him, and her lips curled into a hungry smile. "I want that sweet tongue in my ass again."

The young prince just had time to blush hot, before she pulled firmly on his leash, sending him crawling awkwardly around behind her. Marcus found himself gazing up at the tight, toned curves of her butt, his wide eyes taking in the view. Each cheek was almost perfectly round, the muscle underneath honed by what he could only imagine were years of hard exercise and effort until her buttocks almost looked like they were sculpted from white marble. The young prince shivered with desire, even knowing that in just moments his face would be firmly squashed between those tight curves as he licked and worshiped the tight hole waiting there.

She'd had him do this once before, on his bed that first night she'd taken him which seemed so very long ago now and Luca had just finished doing the same for him so he knew now how good it could feel, for boys at least. Still, the young prince felt his cheeks blaze with lingering shame at the thought of such a lewd act as licking his mistress' butt, even as his needy little dick ached inside it's cage with hot anticipation of the same. Well, it didn't matter very much at all that he was embarrassed. Irena was going to order him to do it anyway, and he'd already decided that pleasing her was something he wanted very much indeed.

Fortunately, Irena didn't give him much time to hold back anyway. The leash pulled insistently on his neck, yanking him towards her waiting butt. Shuffling forward on his knees, Marcus craned his neck up, getting ready to nuzzle into her muscular bottom. Before he could begin however, he saw Luca already moving, the catboy bucking up to bury his pretty face between Irena's legs. He was almost wriggling with eagerness, his slender body stretching up to show off his flat belly and soft, round thighs, with the little silver cage locked over his dick gleaming between them. Marcus found himself quite distracted by the very appealing sight of his new friend squirming like that, his ears tingling as he heard a wet, squelching noise from where the tanned boy's mouth must now be pressed against their mistress' pussy. At that first touch of his tongue, the huntress queen let out a breathy moan, her muscled hips quivering slightly.

The young prince blushed even hotter as that hoarse sound of feminine pleasure rang in his ears. Wow...Luca must be really good to make her moan so quickly, and with his own newfound experience of his friend's tongue Marcus knew just how amazing it could feel. He hoped Irena would let him practice more soon! Or maybe Luca could teach him how to be better at licking pussy if they ever got a chance to talk like they had pressed against each other in the little basket last night. Though he was starting to feel like if he did ever end up sleeping with his adorable catboy friend again, he'd want to spend all night cuddling and kissing instead, so there wouldn't really be much time to chat.

"Little rabbit..." Irena grunted above him suddenly, her voice simmering with impatient desire. "Stop being naughty and get that tongue where I want it before I decide you need another spanking." The young prince let out a frightened yelp at that, before hurriedly leaning forward to press his face into her butt, guided by her firm, insistent tugs on his leash. He'd been so distracted by Luca that he'd forgotten to even get started, and now their mistress was mad at him!

Eager to make it up to her as quickly as possible, Marcus nuzzled into her bottom, feeling the tight muscle of her buttocks squeezing against his blushing cheeks. His tongue flickered out, tracing over her smooth skin until he found her tight, clenching hole. A little shiver of both shame and naughty desire He licked at her there, tracing over the ring of twitching muscle. His reward came moments later, a breathy groan from her and a tightening of his leash in her grip. Marcus let out a muffled whimper of needy arousal, knowing that her hold on his collar would keep him firmly buried under her butt until she released him. The thought spurred him on, and he continued licking eagerly around her hole before he pressed deeper, working his thrusting tongue inside her and feeling her butt clench around his blushing face, almost squashing him between those firm, muscled cheeks.

Even as he lapped away, the young prince could still hear the wet noises of Luca licking at the other side of her body. Pressed so tight against their mistress, he could also feel the shudders of pleasure running through her body too, how her iron-hard muscles clenched and relaxed with each surge of desire that made her moan or gasp with delight. Despite his own eager efforts as he worked his wriggling tongue in and out of her butt, Marcus had no doubt it was mainly Luca who was having that effect on her. The catboy had the advantage of licking her pussy of course, but even without being able to see anymore, the young prince knew his friend was finding all of Irena's sensitive spots just by the lush, wet sounds from that side of their mistress' trembling body. Not only was Luca really cute and pretty, he was so good with his tongue as well. Marcus could only hope that someday he might be half as skilled at pleasing the demanding huntress queen.

With so much devoted attention being lavished on her lower half by her two pet boys, Irena's panting breaths soon rose towards breathy purrs and snarls, her grip on their leashes beginning to tremble and tighten with her roused desire. In her aroused state, the huntress queen almost began to sound like an animal herself. Something feral and hungry simmered in her rough voice, as if she weren't even capable of speech anymore, only demanding more from them with those low, demanding sounds that spurred Marcus to ever more fervent worship of her clenching butt.

At last, a trembling shudder ran down her body, her muscles squeezing taut with the tension of her imminent climax. Staring up her back from between her muscled buttocks, Marcus saw the huntress queen toss back her head, her sleek raven-black hair flicking out behind her. She let out a shuddering cry of animal desire, her hoarse voice echoing through the room over the crackling of the fire as her muscular body bucked and shuddered with waves of orgasm. Her thighs tensed, rippling cords of muscle standing out from under her skin, and the young prince felt her toned buttocks squeeze against his face, her butthole clenching tight around his wriggling tongue.

With the stunning sight of his beautiful mistress climaxing so forcefully above him, Marcus felt a flood of warm pride and satisfaction well up inside his chest, even as his busy tongue kept licking and thrusting to make sure she felt as good as possible. Knowing he was pleasing Irena even in a small way, kneeling now with his face buried in her butt like her good, obedient pet, felt so much better than anything he'd ever managed to accomplish in his old life as a prince. The thought strayed into his dazed mind that maybe this was where he truly belonged in life. Leashed and collared by the gorgeous huntress queen, his useless little dick locked away so he could pleasure and worship her as she deserved, wearing those cute rabbit ears and his own butt filled with the fluffy tail plug he found himself missing already.

Irena slumped forward over him with a low, satisfied groan, a last few shudders of her fading orgasm running through her muscled frame. Rather than speak, she simply pulled on both their leashes, gently guiding the two pets out from their respective places at her front and rear. His legs feeling a bit weak and wobbly, Marcus crawled out from behind her. He was still feeling rather dazed by what he'd felt during her orgasm, his mind racing over that strange realization he'd had while worshiping his mistress through her climax. It seemed like the longer he spent as Irena's pet the less he even thought of his old life, the memories fading as if it had been years ago rather than just a few days. All this time, it had been just been getting easier and easier to slip into the role of her obedient rabbit, as if that was all he'd ever been. Could it really be? Was this what he wanted after all?

Just as he felt the first flicker of fear at that, his wide, anxious gaze fell on Luca, who was now kneeling just in front of him beside Irena's muscled leg. The catboy's chin and cheeks were soaked with their mistress' juices, glistening wet under the flickering firelight, and his soft lips were curled into a delighted smile as he stared back at Marcus. In just a matter of moments, the young prince felt his worries start to ebb away at that adorable sight. He let out a soft little sigh, deciding he shouldn't worry so much about it really. Luca...was so happy and excited being Irena's cat, right? Then didn't that make it okay for him to be the same?

"Such a cute sight, the two of you kneeling at my feet like that." Irena murmured above them, her voice still hoarse. She turned, staring down at the pair with warm, satisfied eyes. "Would be a shame not to take advantage just a little more. Boys...kiss for me again." She gave their leashes a gentle tug, pulling them towards each other.

Feeling a fluttering eagerness in his belly at that idea, Marcus meekly began to obey, shuffling forward on his knees towards his friend. Luca stayed where he was, just kneeling forward slightly to let the young prince approach. His cheeks burning hot, Marcus leaned up towards his friend's pretty face, his gaze filled with the tanned boy's smooth, girly features. With a kind of breathless wonder, he took in every detail, Luca's big, dark eyes shining with excitement framed by long, fluttering lashes, his smooth, tanned cheeks and full, wet lips.

With a little gasp, the young prince crossed the last distance and pressed his mouth against the catboy's. It was just intended as a gentle kiss at first, letting the soft warmth of his friend's skin against his own chase away the last vestiges of that moment of confusion and worry he'd felt. Luca, it seemed, wasn't quite satisfied with that however. Marcus let out a muffled yelp of delighted surprise as his friend pressed back into him, their, bare slender chests rubbing against each other and making his sensitive nipples itch and tingle. Once again, Marcus found himself enthralled by just how soft and warm the catboy felt when they kissed like this, that lithe, slender body fitting so neatly pressed against his own. He could taste Irena on the catboy's tongue as that warm, wet, muscled slipped inside his eager lips, that familiar musky flavor of their mistress' arousal sending another jolt of heat through him all the way through his fluttering belly down to his poor, caged dick. In the end, it was only a firm tug on his leash that yanked him away from Luca, leaving him flushed hot and panting hard, his little dick straining hot against it's cool metal cage.

"Mmm, such horny little pets you are." Irena purred above them. Glancing up, Marcus saw she was grinning with satisfaction, her renewed pleasure at the show they'd put on making him shiver with delight again. It was so nice of her to let Luca and him kiss like that...even if she obviously enjoyed it a lot too. "Well, lucky enough, I'm nowhere near done with the pair of you." With that, Irena turned back towards the door, still holding their leads wrapped around either wrist. As she stepped away, the two boys crawled after her, bare butts wiggling in the air as they obediently followed their mistress wherever she led, bound by far more than just the leather leashes and collars that tied them both to her.