To the meditation hall

The panda proceeded to remove the ropes, cuffs and cloth of himself and put them all away back in their hiding spot, along with all of the scrolls depicting bondage scenes. Once he cleaned up and placed his clothes back on, Po was on his way out of the bedroom and went straight to the meditation hall.

The meditation hall was a really peaceful place. Shifu was not in there, so Po had the place all for himself, without anyone in there to interrupt him.

Then, Po put himself to work on meditating.

It wasn’t Po’s first heat, after all.

He already had heats before, and he was able to work his way off through them before. Mostly due to a lot of masturbation. Of course, other things helped a lot. For example, meditating.

As incredible as it sounded, meditation actually helped Po in the past.

Of course, the panda was not as good into t as the others, but the panda has been practicing it on his free time. Even though he got bored as hell, he actually got good into doing like the masters of the stories, who got into an awesome state of mindlessness that made it seem like time didn’t exist.

He still had miles to go before he was on the same level that Oogway used to be, but he was progressing.

Amazingly, Po had found out just last year that meditating somehow helped with his heat, as trying to think about nothing somehow helped distract himself from the fire coursing through his veins. Honestly, Po was shocked to find out that meditating actually helped with the heat. He was sure that this was just some kind of thing that the guys in temples said to the monks to serve as an excuse...

Anyway, Po decided that he needed to meditate. He was not sure if it would work with a heat that strong, but it might actually help!

He started like he usually did. Sitting in a lotus position and breathing heavily. Picture a single peaceful image and let it be the thing that would guide him across his mental journey.

It worked.

It actually worked!

For a while...

Po was able to keep focusing on meditation for a good deal of time, before he started feeling it again.

The burning on his blood. The fire on his loins. The nagging on the back of his head hat told him that he needed to get mated.

No!

He had to fight it! He had to focus!

The image! Focus on the image!

A peaceful lake. That’s it, a peaceful lake, the perfect crystalline of the water like a mirror... Allowing Po to see his own reflection wearing that metal muzzle and the leather collar around his neck, with a chain extending from it and being hold by his new master, who is whispering in the panda’s ear, telling all that they will do to him...

No!

Something else! A tree! That’s it! A peach tree. The Peach Tree of Heavenly Wisdom.

Sitting in there, on the edge of the cliff, its leaves swaing in the wind. It’s ripe peaches hanging from its branches... Just like Po, all strong up with red rope and with a huge peach shoved inside his mouth, so big and thick that Po won’t be able to bit through it and it will just be lodged on his mouth, gagging him. The panda unable to do anything but squirm helplessly as the ropes dug into his fur and skin and he hung in there like an ornament, **** to anything anyone wanted to do with him...

No!

Change it to something else! Something else! White! That’s right! Think of the color white! No objects, no context, just white. Plain white. Yes, that’s it. Just white. Plain white. Nothing but white... then a hard smack of an open hand will make it turn read. Po will whine through his cloth gag and look over his shoulder at the person who just spanked him for squirming without permission. They will smirk at the panda and tell him that this is his punishment for misbehaving. Po will whimper and make puppy-dog eyes at his master, apologizing through his gag, only for his master to spank him in the ass again, causing him to whimper loudly, and causing the master to smirk wider, and tell the panda to be quiet, for they don’t want to hear his apologizes, but they want to hear his moans. Then they start to remove their clothes, and Po watches looking over his shoulder, knowing that he can do nothing to stop them from doing as they want with him, for he is all tied up and unable to move, completely at their mercy and nothing more than a toy and a **** for them to use as they see fit...

“GAAAAAAAHHHHHH!” Po cried out, before he slammed his head into the ground before him, making nearly all of the incense in it fall down to the ground.

“Dang it!” Po said, “Dang it! Dang it! Dang it! Dangit, dangit, dangit, dangitdangitdangit.” Po said, hitting his head into the ground over and over again, making the little incense that was still standing to fall down. After a long time, Po just took a deep breath and let out a long, frustrated growl.

It seemed that meditation would not help him at all...

“Po?” Someone suddenly said, causing Po to freeze as he opened his eyes.

Someone was in there! Someone was in there!

Why were they in there?

Oh, it was certainly because of that scream of frustration. Po realized now that he had screamed pretty loudly, and if course someone had heard it.

“Po, are you alright?” The owner of the voice said, sounding actually worried, and this made Po slowly pull himself upright, before he slowly turned to look, and saw who was the person that was brought there by his scream and was now standing right behind him.