Scenario: Master and Slave

Requested by: @Ryan_Beast_Cage

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Silver couldn't stand his master.

Hated him with a burning passion.

He always thought it'd be okay to treat him like a girl since he was a herm, and his body was way more feminine than it should be. He'd make him wear dresses, tie his two longer quills up into a single or two buns, etc.

And he hated it.

Though, of course, he couldn't say anything about it, since he was the slave. He'd get in so much trouble.

That was, for the most part, the only thing that was hated about his master. That, and the sour attitude he had sometimes, and would take it out on the small hedgehog; whether it be hitting him and making him do extra chores and whatnot.

Judging by his attitude, he thought he was hated right back.

But, boy, was he wrong.

His master, known as Venice, and Silver himself have been associated with each other for almost four years now, and they've never actually looked at each other as "friends." In fact, they never tried to build a deeper relationship. They were hellbent on sticking to their titles.

Venice was the Master.

Silver was the Slave.

That's how it was meant to stay, right?

That was, until today.

Silver was currently in their house, in his frilly white and gray dress, the ends halting before they could reach his knees. He was cleaning the kitchen, as was advised to him by his master, groaning slightly in exhaustion.

He's already cleaned the entire house, which was quite huge, and the only thing he had left to clean was the kitchen.

He'd been on his feet all day, in annoying white heels, cleaning.

He was deep cleaning the kitchen counters, using an S.O.S pad to scrub off any hard clumps of leftover food of some sort. There shouldn't be any, seeing how frequently he cleaned, but Venice ate a lot, and he'd occasionally miss some spots.

As he was cleaning, trying to hurry up and get things done, when he wiped the countertop, his hand brushed against a salt shaker, knocking it over.

He sighed heavily to himself, having to bend over to pick it back up. Thankfully, the holes that gave you an even amount of salt were closed, so none of it spilled onto the floor.

Then, suddenly, out of nowhere, he heard the deep voice of his master from a little ways behind him, "Nice."

The small hedgehog gasped softly and quickly shot up straight, turning around to face the burning, turquoise orbs of the mink. His eyes widening, and his muzzle flushed red, he quietly and stuttered slightly, "Wh-What's nice..?"

Venice's stern look soon formed into that of a smirk as his gaze dropped to the salt shaker which, unfortunately for Silver, was still on the floor as he spoke, "Bend over again, and you'll find out~"

At hearing his master's tone quickly turn seductive, Silver felt an intense shiver run down his spine, and a lump to get caught in his throat from the embarrassment. Since he couldn't tell whether that was an order or not, not wanting to take any chances, his ears pinned against his head as he slowly bent over again, this time successfully grabbing the salt shaker.

But, by then, it was already too late.

He had received a harsh slap to his right ass cheek.

He yelped in both shock and surprise, quickly shooting back up once more with a noticeable shudder. He gulped and placed the shaker back onto the counter before slowly turning to his master, rubbing where his rear was just slapped, "What was that for..?"

"For the hell of it," the mink shrugged carelessly with a light chuckle, "As I said. Nice."

The other blushed heavily. He never would've thought that his master would do such a thing. But, even after he did, he couldn't help but.. Like it, in some way.

"Oh. Thank you, I guess.." He muttered under his breath. It wasn't that he was shy or anything, he was just extremely confused.

"You're welcome," the other nodded before crossing his arms over his chest, "Now, I have an order for you."

"Okay?" Silver's ears flicked up again, listening closely.

"I need you to bend over against the kitchen table."

"... Y-You need me to what?!"

"Now."

His voice went stern. He couldn't argue with that.

With a light, barely audible whimper, the small hedgehog walked over to the kitchen table and, as instructed, bent over, his belly against the top of the table.

He pressed his face against the glass frame of it, looking behind him as his tail stood proudly in the air. He watched, almost sweating as Venice walked towards him. He shivered once a hand was placed on his rear.

He didn't know why it was his master was acting this way, but he had to admit that he was actually beginning to enjoy it.

The hand then began moving, rubbing smoothly against him, causing his ears to flatten once more in instant submission. It was almost as if he were ready for him.

And, to Venice, that was a dead giveaway as the tail standing tall and proud started wagging side to side.

The mink licked his lips, resting his hand on his rear before using his other hand to grab Silver's inner thigh, lifting his leg up and onto the table.

From all the tension, the white-furred hedgie began panting softly, shivering.

Could he call it tension, or teasing? Was there a difference?

Then, within the blink of an eye, the mink's hand was all the way down to his crotch, rubbing there roughly.

Was it mating season without them knowing? Because naturally, Silver slowly emitted soft moans, rocking his hips against his hand. Venice leaned over to where his chest was pressing against Silver's back, continuing the rough treatment while whispering in the other's ear, "Like that~?"

Not having the voice to do anything other than moan, Silver just nodded rapidly, also continuing his movements, which gave him more pleasure.

Giving in more and more to the heat, the hedgie started getting wetter, his juices getting onto the other's fingers.

Taking notice to this, Venice quickly picked up his movements, yet keeping up the roughness. Mixed pants and moans came from the smaller one before he suddenly squealed, his hands balling into tight fists. His tail curled up, and he visibly began shaking from his first orgasm.

The mink stood up straight again, removing his fingers from Silver's area while chuckling softly. Silver was left on the table, which had a bit of his cum on it, panting heavily with his tongue lolled out of his mouth.

"Exhausted already? This must be a first for you~" Venice purred out. Once Silver was finally able to regain his senses, he weakly stood up, still shaking a bit while looking at the other, "Master, I'm tired.."

"Alright. I'll go further once you're more experienced." The mink chuckled once more before helping Silver upstairs.

And, still, Silver never knew why Venice did what he did.

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Sorry there was no smut! I promise there'll be some next chapter! I'm really sleepy XD