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Comission for Karmacat (Patreon)

Published:
2019-07-22 17:39:00
Imported:
2021-03

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hi hi! the yiff comic of this weeck will release the Thursday, this is a fun comission for Karmacat

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Karmakat

it's karmaKat hehe

Anonymous

Lo ame

Karmakat
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A Request And A Compensation: I am walking back from a fair to show ancient martial art to kids and snobby people…the only reason I had accepted it was to help pay some bills and the amount they offered for an orphanage too. “I sure understand the meaning of ‘being too good for your own good’…often.” But then something happened that made me think about that old saying even more. I was carrying my sword in a case on my back when I felt my phone vibrating in my coat’s pocket. I stop before a crossing part on the road for pedestrian when I pull it out and look at the screen, “YOU GOTTA BE FUCKING SHITTING ME!” I couldn’t even hold back the loud roar and snarl when I saw the text and the person it was coming from, making people step away from me in the crowd in reaction. Not only my size often worries people but, if you add my actual vibe and tense, I think the red sea would have been even way slower than this. It took me quite a few deep breaths to not break my phone before I go toward the address sent to me. After answering “45 minutes…” the only reason I agreed was that I might have a chance to punch my frustration into that guy after HIS BEHAVIOR toward a friend of mine. The whole walk I couldn’t help stomping my big boots while clenching my teeth, my tail slashing that made people understand to not get too close to me. No meditation exercise would help my anger at this point… When I finally arrive at the bar after deciding to walk the distance in the hope to calm me down instead of taking a cab, without any success, I see him in a corner with his usual angry look while sipping a beer. I walk toward the bartender, “Bring me a big bottle of vodka, chilled, with one glass and some ice cubes the fastest possible…” Still huffing, before I turn my head to see the leopard that barely arrives at my nipples about to argue with me “DO I LOOK UNDERAGE TO YOU!” but I realize he is shaking in reaction. I press the bridge of my nose to try to take control of my anger. ”He has NOTHING to do with my anger…stay the most calm you can for a bit at least…” I then look at him with a softer voice, “I am sorry for my behavior…one of your patrons here contacted me and he isn’t someone I wanted to see. I swear on my honor that I will do my best to not break anything…if it does happen I will pay back or help with the repairs.” Hanging him my business card to make him understand who I am since I have a ‘reputation’ with some people, then I finish. “Depending on the situation…he will pay the bottle a way or another for you.” that’s when I see someone nodding at him, honestly I only saw the head movement with a smell that reminds me it was someone I met before. My focus was on that jackass bull in front of me that is staring at me after my outburst like most people around us. I walk toward his table, seeing him offering me the chair in front of him…but I wasn’t going to let that happen. I wanted to press on my point of view about him. I pull the chair in front of him; drop my case next to me when I started to sit down. I saw he is about to say something but I stop him right away by putting my hand in front of his muzzle “SHUT UP!”. He gets stiff in reaction, his eyes opening for a minute before I cross my arms in front of my chest…until the bartender arrives with my order. I serve myself a big glass that I throw down my throat in one shot before I serve myself another one, then look at him. “BEFORE you open your shitting mouth, I have stuff to state…to give you a chance to get away or say what you actually wanted and contacted me.” I glare at him that slowly nods with his usual angry eyes but barely daring to move to let his hands seen. “First of all…you should thank whoever prayed for you to have brain…if I you had come to visit me in my place, I would have MOST PROBABLY punched you before you even had a chance of saying ANY FUCKING THING!” he takes a slow breath in reaction to that while he lift his glass to drink slowly as I grab mine too to hold something other than his neck. “Second…you PERFECTLY KNOW WHY I am angry at you…you hurt a VERY GOOD FRIEND OF MINE WITH YOUR FUCKING BEHAVIOR! AFTER ALL THE SHIT LOBO DID FOR YOU TO GET YOU OUT OF PRISON…granted you were in there while it wasn’t your fault…” I hear him gasp at that statement, “YOU THINK THAT I WOULDN’T TRY TO HELP A FRIEND THAT HAD LOST THE LOVE OF HIS LIFE TO FAKE ACCUSATION?! THE SAME WAY YOU THINK THAT THE ONLY REASON I DIDN’T SENT YOU TO A CLINIC IT WAS BECAUSE HE ASKED ME NOT TO! THAT’S ALSO WHY I TRIED TO NEVER CROSS PATH WITH YOU…and now you are the one asking me to come here.” I drink half of my glass while he barely dares to drink some of his beer. “So here where you get a chance to get away or stay to try to say whatever you need me. Either you pay that bottle and leave right now…or you better have a VERY GOOD REASON TO ASK ME TO COME HERE!” I finish my second glass before I refill it again, but that’s when I see something that I wasn’t expecting from him. He looked down and cleared his voice. “I…I need your help Karma.” The first part I was surprised but the second one…I wanted to slap him. And I think he understood that, “NOT FOR ME I swear…but for my kid.” That made me open my eyes wide in reaction, “I know what I did to Lobo was very bad…even shitty. But, I am not asking your help with money or a job or something for me. My kid keeps being bullied by other kids because of his color and being a cross breed. Also the fact that I was with a guy for a long time after leaving them…” I start glaring at him again about that part, “IF YOU TRY TO ACCUSE LOBO NOW…THIS BOTTLE WILL BE STUCK WHERE THE SUN SHOULDN’T SHINE INSIDE YOU! YOU GOT IT?!” He lifts his hands in apology right away, “I SWEAR I AM NOT! The time I spent with him made me realize how much better I could and should act. Not stealing but striving for jobs…and I am missing him with all my hea…” I lift my hand in front of his muzzle again to stop him, pressing the bridge of my nose again. “LET’S NOT GET THERE AGAIN…I am trying my BEST to not punch you like you have no idea at what point. So let’s focus on your request…” he nods at me, “HOW am I supposed to help with your son…and I WANT TO SEE THE MINIMAL OF HER I WARN YOU! Also I am not a bodyguard for kids and you know it too.” He nods in reaction before putting his beer down on the table. “I know…and I understand your reaction about her too. I just also know you are the one that had trained Lobo before. I saw the moves when he kicked my ass too and saw you training kids too.” That’s when I see a start of a blush on his cheek, “I don’t think I can afford paying you but…I will do anything for my kid. ANYTHING you want…” Again I stop him in his speech, “PROVE IT!” I see him blink in reaction. “As you said you can’t afford to pay me, but you also said you will do anything I ask you to do it. So here is my offer…first get on your KNEES NOW AND OFFER YOUR NECK TO ME. It’s NOT TO CUT IT OR HURT YOU, dumbass!” I add right away when I see his body reaction. He swallows slowly before he gets on his knees in front of me, his hands right away going on his lower back…making me wonder if he had already trained for that. Or actually wanted it before now, “Here is my offer, I will train your kid in martial art but also TRAIN YOU!” he looks at me, blushing and trying to control his breathing. “I won’t train you in martial arts, but you will pay me back with your body. For an hour, 3 times a week I will train your kid, and you will be my sex slave for an hour and half at least 3 times a week too. Either just after your kid’s training when ‘she’ came to get him, or the same evening. If you try to not respect those terms of contracts…I will come fuck you wherever you work or live without regrets and make you scream in purpose for people to know.” I hear him swallowing loudly but nodding at me with a deeper blush. “So…to be sure you understand that you will be MY SLUT until I see fit to let you go here is something I picked today by luck…” I unzip my bag before I zip it close again, then I show him a collar with a tag on it. “This collar has a very special lock on it…I am the only one that can undo it, as you can see there is written ‘SLUT’ on the tag…you will have to wear it every days, I will allow you to tug the tag under the collar UNLESS you are with me.” I then grin at him, staring him down, “Last, FOR NOW, you call your girl and tell her that you can’t come back tonight. Because tonight you give me my TRY OUT on you…on how you will be MY SLUT and do whatever I tell you. After that…we will see if you still agree and I accept you as my slut.” I then lean next to his ear to growl into his ear then whisper, “And tonight you will understand how rough you will be fucked…as a way to also teach you how to understand how you treat people with your behavior. I will make you change way harder than what Lobo did for you.” He swallows slowly while staring deep into my eyes, probably wondering if I am joking or considering his options. Until he answers clearly, “I accept your offer, Ma…Master Karma. I will do my best to be the best slut for you and do anything you want with me, anytime you want.” To be sure he understands that I am not joking, I lock the collar around his neck, feeling his pulse speeding up while his scent turns into arousal in reaction. Once he hears the lock closing, he looks down. “Thank you, M…Master.”

Anonymous

makes you feel bad for Tooro