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"That's it kitten." The Master cooed. One of his hands was tangled in the Doctor's spiky brown hair, pulling him further down into the toy. The Master's other hand was being used to hold the plastic steady. "Keep sucking your Master's cock." The Doctor had gone mostly limp, letting his Master use his throat as he pleased. At this time however, the Master pulled the Doctor's head back and off of the plastic dick that was securely attached to the Master.
Now that his face was properly visible, the Master took a moment to appreciate it. The Doctor's lips were red and swollen, his hair was a mess and there was a small trail of drool running down from the corner of his mouth. Another notable feature of the Doctor's current appearance was the pair of cat ears which had been secured to the top of his head with a headband.
"Are you ready for your Master to fuck you?" He asked. The Doctor nodded.
The Master moved down to the floor to meet the Doctor. He placed his hand on the Doctor's shoulder and gently pushed him backwards so that he lay on the floor. The Doctor spread his legs, allowing the Master to move his hand between them.
The Master said with a slight laugh "you're very wet. I guess you really are excited for me."
"Yes Mast-" The Doctor tried to respond but was quickly silenced by a harsh slap to his thigh.
"Pets don't talk." The Doctor nodded to show his understanding. Moments later the Master moved his hand back to the Doctor's wet cunt. He moaned as The Master dragged his fingers through his folds. When he slipped one of his fingers inside of him, the Doctor involuntarily bucked into his hand. The Master prepared the Doctor for a minute or so before deciding he was ready.
He removed his fingers and moved up the Doctor's body until they were face to face with each other. The Doctor stared at him with his large, brown eyes as the Master slid in.
Once the Master was fully inside, he allowed the Doctor a moment to adjust before he began to thrust. The Doctor let out a small squeak every time the Master thrust in. The Master reached one of his hands up to the Doctor's head to scratch behind the fake ears. "Such a good kitty." He praised.
The Doctor didn't seem to notice, too preoccupied with squirming about on his Master's cock. The Master reached between the Doctor's legs to rub at his clit. The Doctor moaned and arched his back as he did so.
It didn't take long for the Doctor to come. He whimpered, trembled and clenched around the Master. Once he had finished, the Master pulled out of him. He moved to lay by the Doctor's side. He smiled at him as he stroked his hand through his pet's hair. The Doctor moved closer and leaned his head into the Master's hand.