The morning sun gently coerced the hyena out of his restful slumber. Clawd sat at the edge of the bed and stretched. Sunday morning, nothing to do. Perfect. He glanced back at his husband and grinned, Ardeo was still deep asleep and wrapped in a mess of blankets with his feet poking out of the bottom, bright red paw-pads on dark gray fur. They entranced Clawd, and looking at them made him painfully aware of his morning wood. There they lay, smooth, exposed, and vulnerable… He reached out and swiped a single clawed finger down the sole, resulting in the most enticing toe twitches. Fuck, he really wanted to tickle the shit out of those paws but Ardeo would never let him, ceaselessly grumbling about being “too sensitive” or that he “could’t take it” and would “literally die”. Nonsense, really. He had a daring idea…
With a silk touch, Clawd peeled back the thin blanket to fully expose the naked dog; he then selected a set of cuffs from a neat assortment of bondage tools that the couple kept in a bedside drawer. His hands shaked as he tied his husband’s wrists and ankles to the bedposts. Normally, he’d be the one getting tied up and this action was sure to earn him a nice, long punishment from his dominant partner, but, in that moment, the combination of a raging morning wood and the sight of the naked border collie helped him tuck that thought neatly into the back of his mind.
He started with long slow swipes of a feather on Ardeo’s paw-pads, figuring that that wouldn’t wake him. Thankfully he was right and was rewarded with more teasing toe twitches and wiggles. His erection went from firm to unyielding, the whole situation turning him on immensely, so much so that he got a bit too excited and began scratching at the paws with all of his claws, stopping immediately once he heard an annoyed grumble. Shit. Ardeo almost woke up. Maybe his feet really were too sensitive. Clawd thought maybe he should try other spots. He trailed the feather all the way up from the dog’s flank to his underarm. Upon seeing no reaction, he went for the armpit directly, twisting and twirling the tip of the feather inside of it. The sleeping dog’s arm twitched and a barely audible sigh escaped his lips, informing the hyena that he’d hit another hot spot. Something Clawd did not notice, however, was the emerging erection peeking out of Ardeo’s furry sheath.
This alien feeling of having control over his partner was intoxicating to the striped hyena who, more often than not, was relegated to being on the receiving end of his husband’s machiavellian ministrations. He was rather used to being tied up, tickled, milked, edged, denied and otherwise controlled, and he enjoyed every second of it, but this one-sided dynamic left him yearning for more. A yearning he now fulfilled. It awakened a side of him that he was unfamiliar with, a more dominant facet that took pleasure in inflicting sensual torture. And he reckoned Ardeo was long overdue for some punishment.
When he finally noticed the sleeping collie’s erection, he knew what to do. He treated the fleshy cock to a thorough feathering, not sparing the balls. Sleepy grunts, moans and pelvic twitches didn’t deter him from finding out just how ticklish his husband’s tool was. All of it was reactive, but the juiciest sensations lay at and around the tip, so that’s where Clawd focused his efforts. He fought back the urge to swap the feather for his tongue but then he would just end up giving Ardeo a blow-job, and he still had plenty of tickles in store. He went back to the paws, wielding a pair of soft makeup brushes and swirled the bristles against the soles at random. He made sure to press them under the collies’ toes, a soft spot of his own hyena paws. This last torment made Ardeo pull his legs up reflexively and upon finding them restricted he started to stir.
“Uh… Ha… Haha…” he giggled, still in the middle of waking up and fully processing the sensations. The hyena decided to expedite the process by dropping the brushes and going full tickler-mode on his husband’s feet with his claws. “H-Hahaha! C-Clahawd! The fuhuhuck?!”
“Morning, love! Sleep well?” chirped the hyena, never once stopping the tickling.
“D-Did you tie me up?” blurted Ardeo, now actively struggling and laughing out loud.
“That I did! You’ve got no idea how much I’ve been wanting to tickle you. Your fault for looking so irresistible.”
“N-Noho!”
“You’ve had me at your mercy for long enough. Now it’s my turn to have fun!” With that, Clawd finally stopped tickling the dog’s feet only to move up and attack his sides with quick gropes, pokes and scratches. This sent Ardeo into wiggly hysterics.
“P-Plehease! S-sorry!! Too ticklihihish!!” begged Ardeo, barely able to form a full sentence.
“Oh shush. You can take it,” teased Clawd. “Don’t worry, if you behave you’ll get to cum. You know I’ll treat you well.” He kept one hand at the collie’s side while another ventured down to tickle his genitals.
“Hahaha!! C-Can’t– Breathe–! Hehehe!”
Clawd caught himself grinning from ear to ear while putting the dog through a taste of the torture he himself was forced to endure so many times in the past. He knew from experience that Ardeo probably couldn’t formulate any coherent thoughts in that state, or at least none more complex than “Tickles too much!” and “Stop! Stop! Stop!” and he loved that. Not only did he have full control over his partner’s body but also partial influence over his mind, and it made his cock twitch like nothing else.
Regardless, he wasn’t cruel. He relented.
“Enjoying yourself?”
“Of course not! You tied me up while I was sleeping!” Ardeo blurted.
“Then why are you hard?” Clawd smugly replied.
“I– Because you’re touching me there,” stammered the dog, a hint of blush betraying him.
“You were stiff long before I even touched your dick,” noted the hyena, further embarrassing his partner. “Now which tool should I use next?… I think I’ll go with this one with the pointy spikes.”
“That’s a pinwheel,” Ardeo informed, curling his toes at the sight of the metallic implement. “Listen, I get it. You had your fun. I’ll go easier on you from now on. Is that what you want? Just please let me go!”
“I didn’t say I wanted you to ease up on the tickles, just that you yourself should submit every once in a while,” beamed the hyena, a smug grin plastered on his face. “Now behave yourself and I’ll let you cum in the end… maybe.”
“Oh fuck off! After this, the least you owe me is to make me cu–GAHAHAHAHA!!” The sensation of pointy pins kneading a line across his belly interrupted the collie’s complaining. It was more than clear that being on the receiving end of the tickles was an entirely alien concept to him, and so was an important article of ticklee etiquette: ‘Don’t talk shit to your tickler while you’re tied up and at their mercy’.
“Coochie coo, doggy!” teased Clawd. “Aww, too much for you? Well, too bad! You never stop when it’s me begging for mercy.” Sweet revenge. The hyena feasted on it. And he would savor it for as long as he could. Letting his urges take him, he began jerking off the canine’s leaking member as he drove the pinwheel over his belly, sides and armpits.
Once he sensed the pulsating meat was about to shoot, he stopped pumping it.
“HAHA NOHOHO!! WAHANNA CUHUM!”
“Do you, now? What if I want this to last longer?”
“I’LL DO ANYTHING!”
“Oh? Anything~?” Clawd finally stopped tickling. He scanned the panting dog’s body from head to toe and stopped there. Proud smirk on his muzzle, he trotted back to the foot of the bed and the feet of the collie. “How ‘bout you get me off with these, then?”
“S-Sure… Anything to stop the tickling,” blurted Ardeo amidst labored breaths. So much for a good night’s sleep… He was already exhausted.
“Just make sure you do it right, or else I won’t cum.”
“Yeah, right… We both know you’re gonna blow as soon as my toe beans touch your dick,” the dog’s usual mischievousness was back in his voice. Clawd figured his husband enjoyed the tickling more than he let on.
“Heh. You may be right. Let’s find out, shall we?” He untied Ardeo’s legs and positioned his pulsating flesh between the waiting paws, letting them do the work. Steadily, the dog pumped the hyena’s cock with his feet, enveloping the warm flesh in soft paw-pads and grabbing the tip with the toes. Clawd moaned softly. “Fuck~ Those pads feel amazing.”
“I lotion them, you know?”
“I can tell.”
Ardeo was right. A few strokes were enough to coerce a respectable amount of seed straight out of the pleasured yeen’s balls and onto the soles of his paws.
“Fucking hell, that felt so good,” moaned Clawd while admiring the sight of cum-coated paw-pads.
“Can I cum, now? How long are you gonna make me wait like this?” babbled Ardeo, drumming his toes on his partner’s spent cock.
“Right away, Mr. Milky Paws.”
“Oh shut up,” Ardeo couldn’t contain a bashful giggle.
“Time to milk you, then,” Clawd said as he got to work masturbating the border collie. Ardeo was as pent up as he had been before his climax. He observed a clear droplet of pre-cum trail down from the cocktip and lapped it up, drawing a sharp gasp from the dog. “What a delicious looking lollypop you’ve got! Mind if I give it… a suck?”
“Like I have a choice,” chuckled Ardeo, tail wagging between his legs.
“Oh I know. Just teasin’ ya,” these were Clawd’s last words before he took his husband’s cock inside his maw, warm and wet.
“Ah shiiit~” Ardeo had a habit of tensing up when under a lot of pleasure and so he did, though his arms were still bound to the bedposts. “Heh. Look at you. Got me all tied up and still wanna suck my dick. Such a good boy!”
“Shuduhfp”, blurted Clawd around the dick. He bobbed his head up and down, speeding up as he went.
“Gonna cum! Hope you’re ready, I can feel it’s gonna be a lot!”
Ardeo tensed up again and arched his back. Then the dam burst open, feeding the horny hyena a rather large load of hot border collie cum. Clawd tried his best to drink it all up but couldn’t avoid recoiling near the end of the ejaculation, resulting in a few stray ropes landing on the dog’s belly. Ardeo relaxed and closed his eyes, basking in the magnificent afterglow for a moment.
“…What a mess”, giggled Clawd, breaking the silence.
“Aren’t you gonna clean it up?”
“You know me too well.”
Diligently, Clawd licked Ardeo’s belly clean, getting a few chuckles out of him. Then he went around and to his cum-covered paws, giving them a gentle but thorough tongue bath, meaning more tickles to the collie. When his partner had been licked spotless, he untied him and laid at his side on the bed, taking him in a loving embrace.
“Thanks, love. I hope it wasn’t too much for you,” Clawd half-whispered.
“Nah, I’m a tough boy. I suppose I can take it every once in a while,” boasted Ardeo, seemingly not all that bothered by the dubiously consensual session. “You do know I’m gonna get revenge for this, though. Right?”
“Gonna tickle me like usual?” shrugged Clawd.
“Oh, no. It’ll be a lot worse than that.”
“Well, I’m also a tough boy. I’m sure I can take it,” Clawd said as he laid his head over Ardeo’s soft chest fur.
He had no idea what the collie had in store for him.