" The White Stuff " Banzuke, Sumo Toshiyori, Part 9

"Oh well, another day…..another Dollar" Fawned Nameh, as he flipped the sign hung inside the door to "Open".

"Hey, look…we’ve got a Letter from Jasper !", the Lion squealed excitedly as he noticed the Post had been delivered, and scooped it up from the mat along with various items of Junk mail, no sooner had he got back behind the bar and began to gingerly open the fragile Aerogramme, when the doorbell rang.

"Wot?, ah-ready !!" mumbled the Tiger sat idly on a Bar stool, dressed in his "Uniform" of a Leather Body Harness, complete with Leather jock strap. "Sum one must’a pissed da bed, to be ‘ere THIS early !".

"Oh, YOU just sit there, looking Cute, and earn your keep !" beamed the effeminate Lion, as he pressed the Buzzer to unlock the door, and scampered into the entrance kiosk. A young White Tiger, aged probably in his early twenty’s, with the hood of a hooded sweatshirt covering his head, and wearing huge baggy Levi’s stood there, nervously looking around, like he might bolt out of the door and run any second.

"Can I help you ?" asked Nameh, with a little trepidation, was the "Cub" thinking of robbing him?, or perhaps his friends dared him to come inside…..

"O….One…P..Please…." quavered the petrified White Tiger, handing over his money with a trembling hand.

" ‘You ever BEEN here before ?", asked Nameh, cynically raising an eyebrow. "You DO know what this place is DON’T you ??".

"Y…Yes S..Sir…I read about it on the Internet…please let me in, before I "Chicken" out……" he pleaded, pushing the hood back from his head, he looked up with a sincere look on his face. The kindly, Effeminate Lion, just melted, and opened the inner door, picking up a pair of Towels for him from the slatted shelving in the kiosk. "Here you go, one for "Wearing" if you want, and one for drying yourself…… What’s the matter??". The younger Feline’s jaw had gapped as he caught sight of Decker, sat "Propping up" the Bar, and the young Feline fell to his knee’s……

"Oh, don’t be silly……" smirked Nameh, offering a hand to help him get to his feet.

"B..But isn’t he a "Master",…I….I …..doesn’t he……to "Cub’s"…..??", Quavered the younger Tiger. As he slowly got up, his fearful wide eyes fixed on the Leather clad Decker the whole time.

"Not really, I’ve got him WELL trained……" insisted Nameh, "I wear the "Pants"…Well, Cut off Levi’s and Vest, anyway…around here!"

" Yeah, ‘e’s dah BOSS….." rumbled Decker, "If ah d’n’t do w’at ma "Master" tells me, he tie’s me up, ah’n WHIPS me t’ a……….".

"Oh, STOPPIT, teasing him !!!" insisted Nameh, waving a dismissive limp wristed hand at him, "You’re frightening the poor "Cub".

"He’s "well trained", honestly…..I "tamed" him…..", the Lion added, proudly. Putting his hands on the petrified White Tiger’s shoulders, and giving him another comforting smile, "Look, why don’t you go and undress in the "Locker room" over there….." he whispered gently.

"Y….Yes, Sir….." quavered the Cub, clutching his towels apprehensively in front of him, like a Wine waiter.

"Now, there’s no need for that either !, I’m Nameh, owner of this establishment, and my partner over there, is Decker…."

"Deckard ?".

"Nah, "Cub"… Decker !, s’und’s kinda tuff, eh?…but ah’m ah-most as Gay as dis "Dandy Lion"…… ‘E’s "Camper" den ah "Row o’ Tents"…" The Leather Tiger added with a Rye smile.

"Yeah, I though my "Kitty Kat" was a "Straight" Trucker to begin with……" reminisced Nameh, then remembered, "What’s your name, by the way ??".

"Michael……but……" The Tiger, [Who was probably about half the other Two Feline’s age] muttered, glancing down at his feet. "But….. Please call me "Milk"….it’s kind of my "Gay" nickname, "On-line" and stuff…..".

"Oh, that’s Sweet !" Beamed Nameh, "Why don’t you run along and change then, Milk…..".

"B’fore y’ Curdle….." added Decker, playfully.

After a short while, "Milk" emerged from the changing room, clutching a towel, which was wrapped around his waist, like a mini skirt.

"Now, have you locked up all your stuff, and spare towel in a locker, and have your locker key ??", asked Nameh in a Mother’s tone.

"Y.Yes, S…Nameh….". he muttered, a little less afraid than before, The Lion glanced to see Milk had his Locker key on it’s elasticised strap, around his ankle, and satisfied, continued, "Do you want, Decker to show you around the place, or are you Ok on your own……..??. We don’t normally do this, you’d normally just get your towel at the door and be left to do your own thing…but seeing as you’re our first customer of the day, and "New", we’ll make an exception……".

"Thank’s Si… Nameh, that’s VERY kind of you….I’d like that !".

"G’d "Cub"… Ah don’t "Bite", n’t unless ya WANT me too…." Growled Decker, in his Sexy "Deep South" Accent, as he slowly got up off his stool, his groin injury making him wince a bit.

"Are you, Ok ??" Bleated Milk.

"J’st ah ol’ "War wound"….. Nah, ah’m only yankin’ y’ tail, Cub… ah did it in Japan, in da recent Sumo Basho, ah’m on da "Canadian Rockies" team, y’see…..it’s ah Groin strain, ah fell awquardly….".

"WOW !!", Milk could only gasp, wide eyed with surprise and admiration.

"Now, you two "play nicely"…I’ve got to mind the kiosk and bar, for when more customers, arrive……" beamed Nameh.

"R’ght Cub" announced Decker, suddenly feeling "Paternal" in much the same way, his Partner just had, as he took the lead, "Y’ ever been inna Sauna, b’fore ??" he asked, as Milk scampered along behind him, clutching at his towel wrapped around his slender waist.

"No, Sir…I’ve only ever jacked off, over the "Idea".

"J’st as well ah didn’t "Shake your hand" den !", joked the Leather clad Tiger, causing the younger one to smirk, "An’ y’ can drop the "Sir", act, like da "Boss" sez….. Unless y’ want me t’ be like ah Master, t’ ya….Like some Customers like me ta-do". The White Tiger looked up at him admiringly, unsure or uncertain how to answer.

"Well, dis is da "Sauna….." announced Decker obviously, wanting something to break the awkward silence, opening the wooden door with a flourish, he usurered the "Cub" inside with a wave of his hand. Milk entered the warm wooden room with trepidation, his eyes darted apprehensively around, as he slowly sat down on one of the slatted wooden benches, the door was closing.

"Aren’t you coming in, Si…..Decker ??", he yelped.

"J’st ah second, "Cub", ah gotta get outta ma Leathers, first, an’ ah d’n’t want ta let da heat outta d’ Sauna".

"Oh…..Ok ?….’Want me to help you out of them?…your leg, I….I….I mean, groin ??" came a muffled voice from within the Sauna, Decker looked up, to see Milk’s eyes peeping through the small window set in the Sauna’s door.

"Nah, ah’m dun, now Cub, dere only "Snap fasteners", the Burly naked Tiger hung his Harness on a peg meant for towels, and opening the door once again, wandered inside. Milk couldn’t help but stare at Decker, whose large sheath was now on full display, and his heavy ball’s swung like a hypnotic pendulum as he swaggered over, and took a seat on the wooden bench, beside the younger Tiger..

"Ah didn’t th’nk ta bring ah Towel, "Cub"…….’hope ya don’t th’nk ah’m a "Exhibitionist" or som’thin’…..".

"N….n…..n…….no………!" Milk’s hands moved in a vain attempt to cover and hide the twitching "Tent" that was forming in the towel wrapped around his waist.

"D’is takes ah bit of getting’ used to, if y’ never been inna Sauna before", cooed Decker, as he shuffled about, getting comfortable. "S’ don’t be afraid t’ say when y’ too HOT, an’ we’ll move on….".

"I don’t know, Si…Decker, it kind of feels like a warm bath or bed at the moment", gushed Milk, nervously closing his eyes and doing his utmost to relax.

"I think deres som’thing about da "Pheromones" in da sweat, dat drives da customers WILD, dat c’m in ‘ere !" announced Decker in his gravely voice, as he spoke he idly let his hand rest on the younger Tigers knee. Milk flinched and went wide eyed with surprise, as his eyes snapped open in shock. "S’rry Cub, I thought you’d ah WANTED me ta do that !?".

"Yes…I mean, no…..I mean……", spluttered Milk, he couldn’t help but notice the other Tigers massive white sheath and large bulbous balls resting on the wooden slated seating as his eyes glanced down. "M…may..be…it IS getting’ a LITTLE hot in here !!", and the panic stricken cub darted up and bolted towards the door.

"Ok, next st’p, da Jacuzzi….." sighed Decker, as he got up to follow him, as he walked through the door, he grabbed his Leathers and simply slung it over his broad shoulder like a bag, while Milk was once again, nervously adjusting his towel around his waist. Decker on the other hand, didn’t bother with a towel, he just swaggered proudly after him in the nude.

"I…I….I’m sorry…." Apologised Milk as they wandered towards the ample Jacuzzi, "I don’t know what came over me ?".

"Nerves, Cub ! y’ ain’t g’t nuthin t’ apologise for…..Look, if s’meone "comes on t’ you" in the Sauna, an’ dere not your type or y’ plain d’n’t fancy them, j’st brush dere hand away!, y’ d’n’t ‘ave to run scared like that !".

"Y..Yes Sir !, I’ll remember that, it….. It won’t happen again !, This is all "New" to me…..Please forgive me……".

"Dere y’ go with da "Sir" again !, an’ it s’unds like you’ve had ah slice t’ many of "Humble pie" Decker reminded him with a rye smile, as they reached the Jacuzzi, and he once again hung his Leather Harness and Jock strap up on a peg meant for Towels. Both the felines, clambered into the warm frothing water, and lowered themselves down to sit on the ledge seat, inside it.

"Y’ bin EATIN’ Beans ?" quipped Decker, making an obvious corny Jacuzzi joke, as he saw the younger Tiger was hanging his head as if ashamed. Milk couldn’t help but lift his head and smile at that old line., as he shuffled about getting comfortable amidst the powerful water jets.

"Dat’s bettah "Cub" !" beamed Decker, stretching out a Muscular arm to gather him in towards his broad chest in a hug, the Younger Tiger found himself with his face buried within the other Tigers large pectoral muscles. "I like it when you call me Cub…." He whispered, as though he was in a dream, and talking in his sleep, as he looked adoring up into Decker’s eyes.

"How are my favourite Kitty Kat’s ?" simpered Nameh , as he swanned over to the Jacuzzi, clutching a glass in each hand, "I’ve brought drinks, as I thought you’d both be thirsty after being in the Sauna….".

"Thank you Si….Umm Nameh…" beamed the younger White Tiger, as he looked up eagerly to see what the effeminate Lion had brought them.

"RIGHT CUB !!, What hav’ ah t’ld you ab’ut da "Sir" thing !!" Growled Decker with mock sterness, bending the startled Cub across his lap, pretending he was going to spank him for disobedience.

"Please….I can’t HELP it !" squealed Milk, in his own defence, " I just kind of want to be a "Slave" of sorts, it’s like a "Fantasy" of mine……".

"Wot, like "Con-sent-ual Slavery ?" questioned Decker, wide eyed with surprise, he knew Macho Leather clad furs attracted them like Moths to a flame, but he’d never met one, so…… "Ah hav’ a’bout Twenty Five ah more file’s saved on ma Luvers Com’puter on da "Subject" y’ sh’ld READ……’dem !!", he added, feeling both flattered and uneasy, unsure of what to say.

"Oh NOT that long running series you down loaded off that web page by that "Master what’s-his-name ?", snorted Nameh indignantly. "I’d be "warming the bed", an’ he’d be eagerly reading the latest one each time one was posted, as if it was some kind of sacred text or something…..".

"Now, now….. d’nt BE all Jeal’us !, Y’know ya got m’re than yer fair share o’ Lovin’ WHEN ah leapt inta da Bed, after ah’d finished ma "Bedtime story".

Nameh just harrumphed, and flashed him a {Joking} look of disbelief. "Por Monsieur, Lait au Chocolait….." the Lion adopted a comical French waiters manner, as he passed their first Customer of the day the glass he’d been holding in his right hand.

"Chocolate…"Milk"….", smirked Milk, guessing it was gentle jib at his nickname, "Thank you, Si..Nameh…", he hastily corrected himself for the umpteenth time, as Decker took the other glass, his partner handed him.

"Anyway going back to the "Reading" part, wanna hear what Jasper has to say ?", The Lion asked the pair of Tigers, as he produced the letter from the back pocket of his shorts.

"Yeah, g’ ahead……" encouraged Decker, eagerly. So with a dramatic cough to clear his throat, Nameh unfolded the Air-mail paper, and began to read from it…..

Dear Nameh and Decker

Luv JASPER xxx

P.S Please don’t go advertising my "Job", Boss… I’ll prob’ be back, soon.

"Who’s Jasper then ….??" Asked Milk innocently, as he lay cradled in Decker’s arms amidst the warm swirling water.

"Oh, I’m sorry, sweetie…I forgot to explain it to you in my excitement !" blustered Nameh, apologetically. "He’s a Wrestler as well……".

"Ah’m one of his, Student’s….." interrupted Decker, causing Milk’s jaw to gap in wonder, at the thought.

"Jasper normally works here, poor love seems to be in constant fear of losing his Job, since Decker and I….."Continued Nameh, delicately folding the aerogramme letter, and sticking it in the back pocket of his "Daisy Duke" cut off Levi shorts.

"It must be great fun, working in a Gay Club like this !" the young Tiger, cut in excitedly. "I’d do it for FREE, if you’d want me to cover for him, while he’s away…….".

"Ah d’n’t know….." rumbled Decker, " ‘e’s this GREAT BIG Polar Bear, an’ he jest might rip y’ purdy lil’ head off, an’ spit down yer neck, if ‘e came back ‘t find ah sweet young thing like you, doing ‘is job…….".

"OH KNOCK IT OFF !" quipped Nameh, putting his hands on his hip’s as he pouted at him. "Stop being such a tease, Jasper’s a total Luv’, to be frank, he’s a bit like that Polar Bear on that American "Interior decorating" TV show, "Trading Rooms", "Changing Spaces", or whatever it’s called?".

"Oh yeah, I think I know the one you mean….." sighed Milk, with a poorly hidden, expression of disappointment.

"Look, it’s not that I don’t appreciate your kind offer……." Fawned the Lion, as he knelt beside the other two Felines sat in the bubbling Jacuzzi.

" Ah’m not ah lot a use, ar’nd here, with ma injury….." Decker, reminded his Lover, innocently.

"Oh… ALL RIGHT, but ONLY until Jasper comes back, or I say otherwise, it’s NOT your FREE ticket to come in here and just play around you know !" Nameh shrugged his shoulders, and did his best to sound stern.

"But I paid for today ?" simpered Milk, sweetly.

"Got y’ there, "Boss" !!" Decker grinned a wicked smile, and ruffled the Cub’s headfur, with a freehand, the other was wrapped around his upper chest, holding him safe and secure in his lap.

"GGGHHHAAAAHHHH, it’s not TOO LATE, for me to go "On-line" and "Sell you as a Slave" on Egay……" Nameh [Jokingly] threatened, wagging a finger at his soggy Partner, "Or trade you in for a newer model".

"I’m a "newer model" !" suggested Milk, cheekily.

"Y’ ARE ah "Natural Slave" ain’t ‘ cha….." questioned Decker, "They way y’ talk an’ act kinda gives it away ah little……sure you’re ah little inexperienced, but……".

"NOW HOLD ON, SWEETHEART !" Nameh cautioned the burly Orange Tiger, "We get ALL kinds of kinky fantasies acted out in here, and I’m NOT just talking about Naked Twister or "Strip" Ker-plunk either !, and that’s all they are, FAN-TAS-IES !. I don’t think we’re ready for such a heavy scene as having a FULL TIME Slave running around the place… Or caged up, or whatever they expect to be treated like ?".

"Not even "Part time" ?" , whimpered the young Tiger, as he drained his glass.

"C’n’t we "Keep ‘im"……?" pleaded Decker, hugging Milk tight, like he was a favourite plush toy he didn’t want to be parted from. "We gotta giv’ him ah least ‘is "M’ney’s worth" f’ t’day……".

"Oh….Alright….", sighed Nameh, surrendering to their pleas, once again. "This IS "Your department"……So, I’ll leave it upto you, but remember you’ve got that groin strain, so don’t go over doing it……".

"Ah won’t…..LOOK !!", he pointed to Milk’s muzzle.

"What ?", "What !" questioned the other two felines.

"Choc’late’s turned ah bit of y’ muzzle BROWN !" Decker gave it a tantalising lick, then pulled Milk in close for a hot passionate kiss. Eventually they broke away, and Milk gasped. But before he could catch his breath, the muscular Tiger, gazed at him through his smouldering eyes and whispered, huskily, "D’yah wanna bob up an’ down on ma Cock, Cub ?, Y’ ever had ah REAL Big Cat’s Cock, rammed HARD up under yer tail b’fore ?".

"I’ve practised with Dildo’s, Si… I…I’m not a Cub who will whimper with pain…..".

"WHAT DID Y’ CALL ME !".

"Umm "Sir" ?"

"NO "Cub", y’ want me as yer Master, y’ address me as such !, Nameh y’ c’n call SIR though, an’ be expected t’ obey his wishes an’ demands da same as mine.

"Yes, MASTER !" beamed Milk, with a look on his face like he’d just won the lottery.

"Now you’re SURE this is what you want ?" asked Nameh, gently, a little concerned. "If he……"

"Yes SIR !, I can’t tell you how long I’ve dreamed of it Sir !!".

"Now ah’m glad y’ "Broken in", Cub.." continued Decker, thoroughly enjoying his new role, his vast chest swelling with pride. " Cus it really ‘URT’S da first few times, if y’ never dun it, al’though da Sauna an’ jacuzzi wud ‘ave "Softened" y’ tailhole up ah bit", as he spoke the rubbery tip of his now erect ample cock probed around between Milk’s butt cheeks, seeking it’s target. The young Tiger looked nervously to Nameh, who was moving the glasses safely out of the way, and sat cross legged on the floor to watch as though it was the most natural thing in the world. Milk swallowed in the last tantalising few seconds before he was to prove himself. His heart was beating like a bass drum, as though it was going to burst through his chest, he wanted to please the rugged Tiger more than anything, and prove himself worthy of his love and attention as a willing slave and a vessel for his seed.

"R’dy CUB !?". rumbled Decker in a solemn tone, as he held Milk’s hips in the optimum position over his throbbing underwater erection.

"As I’ll ever be, Master !, Please use me as you see fit !".

Decker flashed Nameh a quick look which said "Told you he was a Natural", and then impaled the willing Cub, down to the hilt on his Cock, like a piece of meat on a squewer. The young White Tiger let out a sharp gasp, but kept proudly to his promise not to whimper in pain or discomfort. Decker held him firmly in that position for a moment, letting him get used to the size of the anal intrusion, then pulled up off his thick length until just his cock head was inside, and brutally yanked him back down.

"Now, it’s y’ JOB t’ GET ME OFF, Cub !" Decker growled sexually into the White Tigers ear, reminding him of his duty, "Mebe y’ OTHER Master will let you SUCK ‘IM OFF, f’ dessert, IF you’ve dun ah g’d enuff job on me !". Milk rived in ecstasy, allowing a powerful masculine figure complete and utter control over him had been his hard wank fantasy for as long as he could remember. He wasn’t about to allow himself to disappoint either of the TWO new Felines, talk about a two for the price of one deal !.

"YES MASTER !" Milk steeled himself, getting into the best position he could to ride the injured Tiger’s thick maleness. Before long he’d got the hang of it, and holding firmly onto the sides of the Jacuzzi with his hands and squatting up and down with his legs, he was able to massage Deckers length with his tight sleeve of anal muscle.

"GGGRRRAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH" moaned Decker, rolling back his eyes, and slumping back in contentment. "Y’ ah QUICK learner, CUB….Ah’m gunna have t’ keep y’ on ah short leash !". As he spoke, Nameh got up with a start, and scampered off to the Bar. The Tiger’s paid little attention, and concentrated on what they where doing. "Y’ ta use ya Ass muscle like ah hand….t’ brin’ me t’ CLIMAX…..Clench y’….AAAAHHHHHH….Dat’s da stuff, Cub" groaned Decker, his new student and slave didn’t need much teaching nor encouragement.

"Am I pleasing you, Master ?" Milk panted with exhaustion.

"GRRRRREEEAAATTTTT !" snarled the burly muscular Tiger, through clenched teeth as he was getting dangerously close to cumming, "Ah’m gunna have ta bring y’ in fer a "Landin’……".

"Yes Master !" Milk replied with unquestioning obedience, surrendering control to Decker once again, as he placed his hands on the White Tigers hips, got a good grip, and then violently yanked him up and down on his Cock, the repeated assault on Milks prostrate, made his senses reel and….

"UUUUURRRRGGGHHHH!!!!!" snarled Decker, as he shot the first load of his warm viscous cum, deep into the other Tiger’s bowels, raising him up slightly only to slam him back down on his lap, to inject him with a second wad, and a third…..until he was spent.

"Wha’s THIS, CUB !" exclaimed Decker, as he idly traced his hand across Milk’s own groin, nestled in his lap, and it brushed against the younger Tiger’s erection.

"Please Master….I couldn’t help it " Milk gasped innocently.

"Did YOUR Master giv’ y’ PER-MISS-ION ta "be" STIFF, Cub ?!".

"No Master, please forgive me !" bleated the young white Tiger, unaware that he had broken some sort of "Master/Slave "Rule"

"Yer FIRST concern s’uld be PLEASIN’ y’ MASTER……You’ll ‘ave t’ be punished so y’u’ll LEARN !".

"Look, what I’VE got….." simpered Nameh, as he reappeared, "Oh, I have I missed the "Fuck"…..You know I like to see my Kitty Kat "At work" !". the Lion added with mock disappointment.

"Yeah !" gasped Decker, "But ‘e has this NASTY swelling b’tween ‘is leg’s…….", as he spoke, Decker stood up in the Jacuzzi, with Milk impaled on his still hard Cock. One of Decker’s hand’s was around Milk’s upper chest holding him securely in place, and the other cupped his ball’s and manovered the "Cub’s" maleness, emhersizing what he’d just said. The water ran off the pair of them, as Decker stepped out of the Jacuzzi, with Milk still "Attached" to his groin.

"Without his "Master’s" permission ?" Nameh drew in breath sharply, as if shocked.

"Yeah !, dat’s a punishable offence, but "Pleasure an’ pain" is da ONLY way t’ train ah Slave properly……".

Milk shuddered, he’d had the time of his life up until then, now he was to be disciplined ?, how ?, smacked, whipped ??…… Decker lifted him off his Cock, as it began to grow limp, leaving the younger Tiger with a strange empty feeling, as he swayed on the spot as if he was "Drunk".

"I’ve brought something so you can be officially sworn in….." continued Nameh, as he placed down the item’s he’d been clutching to his chest, and reaching for Milk’s nearby Towel, briskly rubbed him dry with it like a zealous Mother, paying particular attention to drying his Left hand.

"R’ght, repeat ah-fter me……" announced Decker, in his booming baritone voice as the younger Tiger placed his left hand on the old "Annual", Nameh eagerly offered up to him, and Milk raised his Right hand up to his shoulder, as he knew that’s how it was done in Court.

"I "Milk" d’ solemnly swear bah Clarence d’ cross eyed Lion……", began Decker, the book was none other than an old Daktari annual Nameh kept behind the bar, for reading when it was "quiet".

"I, Milk do solemnly swear by Clarence the cross eyed Lion……" The young White Tiger repeated, stifling a smirk.

"This is VERY serious, and legally binding" Nameh reminded him, with a playful wink, "But you don’t have to go along with it if you don’t want too !".

"T’ take Ming th’ Merciless,…. Ah mean, "Decker" to be my Training Master !" Continued the Deep South accented Tiger, maintaining his air of a Court Judge. Milk hesitated for a second, and glanced into Nameh’s kind, loving eyes, and then Decker’s for reassurance, with a gulp, he repeated…..

"To take Decker to be my Training Master !".

"Ah will b’ called only "Cub" during dat time, an’ be expected t’ obey without question, acceptin’ dat ma Master will decide what is best for me !".

"Steady on !" whispered Nameh, full of concern, "Milk might not be ready for such a "Heavy Scene".

"I am !, Mr Nameh, Sir !" exclaimed Milk, resolutely.

"REPEAT, "CUB" !!" Growled Decker, with half meant ferocity.

"Oh, yea’…. I will be called only "Cub" during that time, and be expected to obey without question, accepting that my Master will decide what is best for me !".

Decker nodded his satisfaction, and produced a Red Leather Collar, he’d been holding under the old book, "Da wearin’ of this, Collah will sig-na-ify ma period o’ "Bondage", an’ only once ma "Master" has removed it, ah can behave "Normally", unres’tricted ba previous "Rules".

"So, Collar equals Trainee, and no Collar means I can just be myself ?"

Both Nameh and Decker nodded, affirmatively.

"I’d originally brought it for my "Kitty Kat", but I’d only guessed at the size,…..He’s got a neck like a Bull……" gushed Nameh. Decker flashed him a disapproving glance, and Milk took his chance to repeat.

"The wearing of this Collar will signify my period of Bondage, only once my Master has removed it, I can behave normally, unrestricted by previous rules !".

"KNEEL BEFORE ME, CUB !" Rumbled Decker.

With a slight shudder Milk did as he was bid, getting down on both knees before the Muscular Tiger, and lowering his head slightly.

A Orange finger, gently lifted his chin up to meet Decker’s eyes, as he leaned down, wrapping the Red Leather Collar around the Nude White young Tigers neck, pushing one end through the buckle, finding an appropriate hole, and fastened it in place with a dull thud.

"OOOOOOOOHHHHHH, doesn’t he look SWEET !!" exclaimed the effeminate Nameh, practically skipping on the spot. "Now, a Red Silk Bow tie would be Mega Cute too, but……" he gushed, but another disgruntled look from Decker, silenced him.

"Giv’ y’ "Master" ah hug, "Cub" !!"

Milk practically leapt up into Deckers arm’s hugging and kissing him, the rugged Tiger did his best to appear Masterly and aloof, but the affection that was being rained down on him, had broken down his defence.

"Don’t forget your "Mummy" Nameh !" cut in the slender Lion, pretending to look "hurt" and "left out". Milk sprang onto him too, kissing and hugging him with equal ferocity.

"I wish you were my "Real" Mum and Dad……" whined Milk, close to tears. "I feel so safe and loved when I’m with you, both……".

"Well, dere’s STILL da matter of your "Punishment"……" Growled Decker, again with mock ferocity, as he placed a finger under Milks collar and gently but firmly drew him back away from Nameh’s arms.

"Yes Master…..but I really don’t know how NOT to get an Erection?, please teach me so I can be a better slave to you" Milk pleaded, innocently. But he was surprised he didn’t have one from the moment the ultra masculine Tiger had fastened the Leather collar around his neck, it made him feel so damn proud, to be his new possession, fuck toy and slave.

"Would yah like it t’ be "Mechanical" or "Manual"…..Y’ Punishment !", continued Decker, as he dried himself with Milk’s towel, and began putting his Leathers back on.

"Master ??".

"Yeah, d’ "Swelling"…’best way t’ keep it from comin’ back is t’ ‘ave those Cub ball’s o’ yours thoroughly empt’ed….YOU ARE T’ BE MILKED DRY !! an’ mebe we’ll do sum work on dat slave cock o' yours….see if we c’n stretch ah extra inch or two outta it, an’ add t’ it’s girth !, ah good Slave is ah reflection on his Master !.

TO BE CONTINUED……..