"Rhhmph!"

He mumbled into his gag with a whimper following. His eyes show his weakness towards Tennessee. A throb or two from his crotch to be felt in the thief's hand.

He looks annoyed for a moment to be asked a question while gagged. Though it turns to a simple exhale when his pants come down to his ankles. His underwear keeps his cock sealed up, but his size is still noticeable. The way that hand already works on him gets him going.

"Mmph... Hnnf..."

"Oh, no thank you. They did me no harm at all. Just uh... trickery before robbing me."

Sable surely had to compose himself after such an event. Though he doesn't want to disrespect this other gentleman.

"Forgive me, Murdoch. I don't know where to go from here while you're in my abode."

"Psh... plzm?"

He tries to say that magic word. Used as a seat by the thief. It just makes his cock act even more crazy below.

"It does, thank you. That was difficult to get out of!"

He stood up right away and appreciated the help. Clears his throat and picks his pants back up to put on. Enough of that view.

"Call me Wick."

"M-mhhff..."

He furrowed his brow and moans through his gag. The cock twitches under the pants. At least he can get something before giving away the money.

"Haa... I-I don't know his name. He has a hat and a mask I think?"

That's the best he came up with to give something but not too much. After all, he had a thing with the thief.

"Guess I got lucky someone heard me. Just try not mind below and get me out?"

"Uhm... Mhh..."

There is an idea to crack and give what he wants. Oh, those handsome eyes. Those looked up at him last time when he... The cat's eyes direct down where he pitched a tent. That was likely caught.

"Mhm! Hm-mhh!"

He nods while muffled by the cloth tied to his mouth. His limbs tied to a chair while his pants are down. Whoever robbed him really wanted to embarrass him.

"Mn-hm! Mm-hrm!"

He looks shocked and tries to shake his head. That nervousness comes back when made to look the raccoon in the eyes. It's hard to deny the guy taking from him.

"Mhhfm..."

He has to be reminded of that. Getting a bj while in his office. Guess the thief found out where Sable lives. A blush across his tied face while he can't move from his seat.

"Mmfgg..."

Oh, and his mouth is tied to make helpless grunts. He looks to Tennessee with worry.

(I would)

It appears funding for some prospects of his had to be lowered.

From the focus to his foreskin to the tickling from that chin, it makes Sable shift around. Some chuckles and moans that took turns to be done.

"Good, good... Ahh~ How much I needed this. A bit unorthodox to have a man do it."

"Ohh... Yes, don't stop. What a much needed surprise."

Such a lonely rich cat getting his surprisingly hung cock pleasured in a precise manner. Quickly getting to full mast by that tongue hitting the best parts. Sable leans his head back to let the stranger work.

"Are you ngh... going faster?"

"Hello? You okay, sir?"

A voice spoke from the other side of the phone. It snapped Sable out of the trance Tennessee had him.

"Uh, nothing. It was a false alarm. Carry on with what you were doing."

The moment he hung up was when he released a groan. The cock of the rich cat throbs in need.