Nikolai looked to the cat as if they were meeting consensually, his smile bordering on intimate.
"Such a rough thing..." The vampire commented, "But ease your mind...I do not want your fellow felines. You are to be...reprimanded for trespassing...as Miklos is being reprimanded for playing at being in charge." He rubbed his thumb over Ashani's lower lip,"I could make you tell me, Ashani..." He breathed the name, βI can read your thoughts, cat...But...I have no need...do I? You are going to be obedient and take your punishment, aren't you?"
Ashani looked down, already knowing he was defeated, "Yes. I am." He did have some comfort in that the bastard who cut him was getting some sort of punishment. Ashani secretly wished it was very similar to the dismemberment he seemed to enjoy.
Nikolai laughed, a buoyant hissing laugh that made shivers rush over the tiger. "He is being taught the way of the penitent, rest assured." Nikolai stepped around the weretiger and murmured, βGo to your knees."
Obeying quickly, Ashani figured the first order would be the easiest and best not fought against. He dropped gracefully to the floor, barely causing a sound as his knees met the thick carpeting of the floor. The smell in this room was much cleaner, somewhat comforting. Ashani was thankful for that small blessing; his senses didn't like being bombarded with mold and rot.
Nikolai ran one hand over Ashani's nape, feeling the soft tremor the tiger tried to hide. "Oh...that is a tender spot, hmm? Interesting..."Nikolai lightly scratched there, tracing small circles over the erogenous zone. Every cat was prone to that spot, and a Beta was no exception, Nikolai watched the fine hairs rise on Ashani's neck and the vampire laughed a mesmerizing dark sound. He bent his head, drawing his tongue over that spot before moving back.
"Put your hands to the floor, cat...yesss...just like that...lay your cheek to the rug..."
Ashani swallowed hard and complied, placing his face over the soft almost velvet feel of the floor. He closed his eyes, only feeling more vulnerable in this position. He blinked them open trying to use the surroundings this time to distract him instead of his own thoughts. He didn't want to think of pleasure while being tortured.
Nikolai made a considering sound and Ashani felt something stiff and thin trace his buttocks and exposed thighs, "Ah no, my devil-cat...You will not escape me...in fact...You will see this through to the very last and never cease to feel it in your flesh...ever after..." Nikolai moved to stand in front of Ashani a leather crop in his hand. He traced the whippet end over Ashani's lips, "Get it wet, Ashani."
The weretiger shivered, opening his lips just wide enough to let his tongue out. He licked over the leather strap, getting it moist thoroughly. He found he had a surprising streak not to disappoint this Master vampire. His face colored as he flushed with embarrassment, closing his eyes yet again. He felt his beast curling within him, purring against his flesh.
Nikolai drew the crop back and slapped it softly to the tiger's lips, βGood, Ashani..." He stroked the leather down the cat's spine and remarked, βIt feels rather like a tongue...until it truly licks you..." Nikolai slapped the crop sharply over Ashani's flanks, but before the tiger drew a breath, welts formed over his back and ass. "Thank me, cat."
Ashani bit into the inside of his cheek before replying breathlessly, "Thank you." The sting of the welts over his skin gave his skin shivers again, causing his flesh to erupt in goosebumps. His body was finely tuned to every sensation.
Nikolai knelt beside the cat and ran his hands over Ashani's sides, nails rousing trembles and purrs depending on the pressure applied. Nikolai smiled, running his fingertips over Ashani's face, βI think for you...a collar...a choke collar, Ashani...bid me place it to you...beg for it..."
Ashani swallowed dryly, choke collars were extremely painful from what he'd seen, which was not much really. This world of submissives and dominants was not what was accepted in the cat's eyes. Ashani spoke softly, "Please... β He paused, not having been forced into submission since his old pack long gone, "Please collar me... let me wear it."
Nikolai ran the tip of the crop between the cheeks of the tiger's clenched ass, rubbing as he softly responded,"My cat is proud...that is good...it makes drinking your submission all the sweeter..." Nikolai flowed to his feet, walking soundlessly over to his wardrobe, withdrawing a chain with rings on either end, it glittered in the light, βIt is not silver," Nikolai said casually, "I know that wounds wolves...as well as my line...so I tend not to keep it. This is steel..." He turned to Ashani, "Crawl over, Ashani...on your belly...I want to see that fine cock of yours fucking my carpet as you come to me."
Ashani felt himself blushing even deeper, but obeyed immediately. He lowered his belly to the floor, feeling the softness against his entire front side. Using only his upper body strength, he pulled himself along the carpet with his clawed fingers. Not tearing the rug, he felt as if he were swimming over the carpet, his arms trembling with the exertion of his muscles. He moved until his face came almost in contact with the vampireβs bare feet, his skin hot in contrast to the cold of the undead.
Nikolai used his foot to tilt the cat's face up to his, "Onto your knees..." As Ashani obeyed, the vampire draped the collar loosely and then attached a matching leash. "There... now we can better understand one another, Ashani..." Nikolai pulled harshly until Ashani under stood to rise to his feet. Nikolai loosened his hold and said softly. "When you belong to me... even your breath is at my mercy, cat..." Nikolai leaned close, licking a path over the tiger's lips before delving his tongue into Ashani's mouth. His free hand gripped the cat's tied back hair, pulling hard as he took what he wanted.
Ashani felt the prickling of the collar around his neck, assaulting his pleasure spot as the vampire kissed him roughly. Ashani felt himself rising at the attention, sucking on the vampire's tongue. He heard himself purring before he realized he was, his eyes gone a dark amber color. He had never felt like he belonged to anyone. Even in his pride of cats, he belonged in the service of the cats, not to the whims of any one being. He couldn't hide his excitement and was upset with himself for enjoying this treatment. It was not befitting for a dominant.