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The scenery was stunning. It was a beautiful spring day. The flowers were in bloom and Mount Olympus in the distance was still snow capped. But the most breathtaking view of all was that of my young Prince getting in his morning exercise. Not that he was alone, most of the young nobles from the Royal Court of Macedonia also worked out in the morning. All of them were handsome felines, but all of them paled in comparison to the young Prince.

He was a young golden Lion, just on the cusp of adulthood. His sleek coat glowed in the morning sun. He was lithe and muscular as he strode around the track, the power and grace in his stride were unlike any of the other young felines. But the thing I loved most about the morning exercise sessions at the academy was that my charges exercised in the nude. Those nubile young bodies with their dangly bits flopping all around as they ran had me hardening. Most of the youngsters had the typical modest feline endowment. But Alexander took after his late father, with a member that would have done a canid proud.

You may wonder why I spend so much time watching these naked young nobles. Well young though I may be at 24 years old I am the Philosopher at the Royal Academy. I had been Plato's prized pupil at the Academy in Athens and King Philip hired me away to set up an Academy in Mieza. I was to teach his son and the other young nobles that the Prince had chosen to join in his education. Since he was so precocious nearly all his friends were older than him by several years, but he still outstripped them all in intelligence and physical prowess. The Old King had also picked a few sons of high ranking nobles that Alexander was not friends with. I still remember the conversation on the day the King first introduced me to the then Prince.

"But Father I don't like Kassandros and he doesn't like me. You said I could pick my friends to go to school with." Alexander said.

"Yes I did, but I didn't say they would be the only ones. Have I left anyone off of the list that you've asked for?" Phillip replied.

"No Father."

"Think of it as learning politics, and how to handle your subjects. Sometimes you have to deal with cats you don't like. How could I allow Parmenio's son to attend and leave out Antipatros' son? It would cause no end of strife."

"I understand Father." Alexander replied. And he did understand and made the best of the situation.

I had been selected despite my age and my breed because I was the most brilliant student the Academy had ever produced. In King Philip's mind that overrode the fact that I was a Caracal. Slight of build and of common birth (like nearly all Caracals) I didn't fit in with the felines of the Royal Court. A Caracal was much more likely to serve in a pleasure house than in the court of a major King. We were exotic and fairly androgynous, not the heavy bodied, testosterone laced big cats that normally staffed a Royal Court.

In less than a week I had become smitten with the young Prince. But it wasn't sexuality that attracted me to the young Prince. In addition to his beauty he was intellectually brilliant. I was the top student at the Academy in Athens, yet it only took a few days to realize that Alexander was even more innately intelligent than I was. He was my prize pupil, but because of his responsibilities as King he would never have the time to devote become a true Philosopher. But that also wasn't the reason either.

The young Prince just had a charisma, the like of which I'd never experienced before. His friends followed him not so much because he was the Prince, but because the force of his personality would not allow otherwise. They didn't follow him with a fawning servility, they followed with elan and esprit de corps to prove that they were worthy of being members of his court.

It only took a few minutes of being in the Prince's presence to realize you were in the presence of GREATNESS. I had been raised in the Academy among some of the most intellectual big cats in Athens and I had never been intimidated. But being in the presence of this 13 year old Lion was like nothing I'd ever experienced.

Of course there were a few sycophants who lacked sincerity and only wanted to use hem for advancement. The King could see these people coming from a mile away, and treated them accordingly.

Fortunately I didn't fall into the aforementioned category. Like the rest of his true friends I sincerely adored him. I had originally come here because the old King had paid me a fortune to take the position and for the opportunity all Philosophers desire most, the opportunity to mold a King. I had planned on completing my assignment and using the money to build a rival Academy in Athens.

But I hadn't counted on falling in love with Alexander. I don't mean sexual love, although I hoped that there would be plenty of that, since I was in charge of ALL of their education, including their sexual education. I realized almost immediately how special he was and how I would be willing to throw away everything I had to follow him.

Being a Caracal was a major advantage in one aspect of my job. Part of the training was their sexual training and I was uniquely qualified to teach it. Not to brag but I was very attractive in a submissive way. In addition to my exotic looks I had a petite lithe dancers body that would give any red blooded virile alpha big cat an immediate hard on.

Most of the students had some sexual experience, since most of them were at least 16 years old. The Prince was very precocious and in most things he was already more advanced than the rest of the young lords. But in sexuality he was a little slow to reach puberty. Which is not uncommon among the really big cats. I could tell that he was just starting to awaken sexually. I planned on being the one that awakened it.

As I said I was responsible for his sexual education as well as his academic education. In our culture, unlike the canid civilizations to the north, bisexuality is the norm. In fact most of our important relationships are male/male, male/female relationships are for reproduction and raising of offspring. Because of that it was not unusual for an adult to show a young man the ropes, so to speak. When I was first brought in the Prince was just going through puberty. So after about a week on the job I gave our sex education lesson. It's always interesting to talk about sex when your class consists of adolescent males.

"Today we're going to talk about sex education. We are a little different from the farm animals and feral animals. When you mate farm animals of a different breeds you get mixed breeds. But in our species the breed is determined by what the father is. We don't understand why, but it just is. If that wasn't the case we'd all be mixed breeds by now. It also helps us figure out if our wives are cuckolding us. If her cub isn't your breed you know it's not yours." I told them, which drew quite a chuckle.

"Now I'm sure you all think you know all about sex." I heard snickers from the students. "Since you all seem to be experts, who can tell me why we have barbs on the head of our penis?"

One of the older students, a Lion named Ptolemy, said snidely, "So we can blow a load when we rub them!" He said shaking his paw imitating someone jerking off. Everyone chuckled adolescently.

"Wrong! But that's a nice fringe benefit." I said to even more chuckles. "It's because even when a female is in heat she won't get pregnant until she is stimulated by the barbs. Also really well endowed studs with longer barbs who really stimulate their mates can sometimes induce the female to have twins. That's why our females vaginas are so tight. Well at least when you mate in the same position as feral cats. If you have sex face to face your penis ends up in a blind alley of the vagina which isn't as tight and won't release their eggs. Even if they are in heat and you have sex face to face they won't get pregnant."

"That's also why it doesn't hurt so much when you have anal sex, the rectum isn't quite as tight, so the barbs don't bite into it, they just rub across and stimulate the sensitive tissue. And I can tell you from past experience it feels wonderful for both the giver and the receiver."

"One of the other things that a female in heat can inspire is repeated orgasms. It's not uncommon when you are mating with a female in heat for you to cum eight to ten times in a night. With some of you virile lions sometimes even more. Even if you normally can only achieve three or four orgasms in an evening."

"One of the perks of this position is I can offer private lessons so you can learn how to do it right..." I said raising my tail seductively. All of my young charges were virile and attractive, there wasn't one of them that I wouldn't willingly lift my tail for. And from the looks on their faces they definitely found me attractive enough to do the dirty deed with. But the one that looked at me with the most longing was the young Prince.

After class was over he came up to me and said, "Headmaster I'd like the private lessons you talked about today." His arousal was apparent under his chiton. He was having those embarrassing erections that all of us go through at that age. So I took him into my study and closed the door, locking it.

"I see you've been having problems with your penis." I said with a chuckle. You couldn't miss the tent in his chiton.

"Yeah, It seems to have a mind of it's own." He replied.

I explained to him all the workings of his sexuality as best as we understand them, then I got down to the task of demonstrating how to take care of things. I asked him to undress, which wasn't a big deal, he was used to exercising naked in front of me. But he wasn't used to having a full blown hard on in front of me. He was completely out of his sheath, the barbs at the head of his cock already flared. Even though he was just going through puberty, he was already more well endowed than I was. In fact he was already larger than most adult felines. He had almost 6 inches with a really fine set of barbs. When he matured he was going to be one hell of a breeder. With a tool like his he would have a great chance of stimulating the females to have twins.

I took my chiton off too, so I could use myself to demonstrate the proper way of masturbating. But I couldn't resist the idea of milking his virgin cum out of him. I got on my knees in front of him. I took in the aroma of his developing manhood. The nuances of his scent were something I memorized, storing it away for to use as stroke material when I was alone.

I was drawn to those densely packed barbs. I ran my tongue over them sending a shiver of delight up his spine. I paused for a moment to make him wait in anticipation. While I did, I unsheathed my middle claw and ran it lightly down his sensitive taint all the way up to his balls, just tantalizing the nerves right under the skin. When I was half way up his taint I gave his barbs another lick which elicited a low moan. I blew lightly across his barbs titillating and teasing them, giving him sensations he never experienced before. I slowly stroked the base of his cock and took the barbs into my muzzle. I covered my teeth with my lips and started to bob up and down over his barb studded glans. Row after row of barbs ran over my lips, stoking his inner fires each time they sprang back. I was doing my best to keep him on the edge for his first experience, but young studs like my Prince generally had a hair trigger. I knew I'd have to finish him off soon, we could get to more detailed lessons after he'd cum a couple of times.

And with that I took him all the way down my throat and started massaging his barbs with my throat muscles. I reached up with my paw and caressed his furry orbs. I was hard as a rock, turned on by the thought that I would be the one to get his first seed.

My wait ended almost immediately as his balls drew up and he sprayed his seed on the back of my throat. I pulled my head back until he was spurting his precious fluid on my tongue. He finished cumming and as I slid my muzzle off of him I ran my finger up his urethra to get the last few drops of his essence. I savored it for a moment before I swallowed. I'd never tasted someone so young or so sweet before.

I got up off of my knees and stood in front of him. He still had his eyes closed. Even at his young age he was already half a head taller than me so I put my arms around his neck and got up on my toes. I pulled his head down and brought my lips to his. He was still in his post-orgasmic bliss when our lips touched. He opened his eyes in surprise, but he didn't pull back from me. I parted my lips and ran my tongue across his lips. He got the idea quick enough and opened his muzzle, and my tongue darted deftly into his mouth.

His mouth was fresh tasting. He responded when my tongue touched his. He pressed his lips more firmly against mine and chased my tongue back into my muzzle with his strong broad tongue. Because of our size difference his tongue barely fit into my muzzle, but that didn't matter, it just emphasized his dominance over me. He pulled away breathlessly.

"That was nice my Prince." I said dreamily. "Did you enjoy your lesson so far?"

"It was awesome!" He said with a big toothy grin. I think I'm gonna need daily lessons." He added with a cub-like giggle.

"My Prince can have lessons whenever he desires. It's my job to serve you however you desire. If you'd like I could "tutor" you before class so you won't be distracted by the "Little Prince" during our regular lessons." I said reaching down and caressing his still semi-erect member.

"I think that could be useful." He said trying to sound pragmatic.

"Yes if you aren't thinking with the "little Prince" you might be better able to pay attention in class..." I said with a wink.

"You also need to learn to pleasure your partner even if you're the dom. Besides I have as much or more fun pleasuring my partner as when I get serviced. A good lover takes great satisfaction in being able to bring their partner to the heights of ecstasy." I said as I guided his massive paw to my maleness. He caressed it with a clumsy gentleness, then I led him over to the couch.

I got on my back on the couch, it would not be appropriate for my Prince to be kneeling in front of me like a slave. "Straddle me my Prince." I said as I guided him above me into a 69 position. He brought his muzzle down to my leaking member, and for the first time he got a wiff of a partner in full submission mode. I heard a possessive purr/growl rumble in his throat. Which of course sent a new wave of submission pheromones up to greet his sensitive nose. He shook his head as if to clear it while his erection sprang back to life above my head.

"Smells good doesn't it, my Prince?" I queried.

"Hell Yeah!" He replied enthusiastically.

"Go ahead and taste it."

He bent his head down and licked my four inch maleness with this rough broad tongue. It had been a while since I'd had my barbs stimulated by a tongue and never by a tongue as rough and broad as the Prince's. I spurted pre, which he eagerly lapped up. Without any urging he took me completely into his muzzle and started nursing on me like a cub on his mothers teat. It was all I could do to to keep from blowing too fast as I moaned out my pleasure. I was on the edge when he ran that rough tongue across my barbs. That was all it took before my tiny stones drew up and I surrendered my seed to my Prince. He savored my meager load in his mouth before swallowing it.

To my surprise he turned around and lay down beside me, pulling me close to him in an affectionate hug, his huge body just about enveloping mine. For a moment he just held me and purred quietly to himself.

"Have you enjoyed the lesson so far my Prince?" I asked deferentially.

"Yeah it was great..." He paused for a moment then said. "I think having feelings for your partner makes it even better. I wasn't sure if I'd like having a Philosopher as my teacher, I've seen some that are rather full of themselves. But you're not like that at all. I really like you." He finished then licked my nose pad affectionately.

"I feel honored my Prince. I like you also." I replied in the biggest understatement of my life. I relished being held by this young god. I buried my muzzle into the hollow of his neck. We rested together for a while, just enjoying being with each other. After about 10 minutes I could feel his maleness stirring against me.

"Are you ready for the main event my Prince?" I asked, instinctively lifting my tail from the dominance pheromones still in the air.

"Hell yeah! It's not every day that you get to fuck the teacher." He said with a big grin. I didn't bother to mention that I'd been fantasizing about getting stabbed with his big weapon since I first saw it. He as already larger than any of the cats at the Academy who had taken me. If I trained him right I might have my own personal stud for the next couple of years.

I grabbed his paw and led him over to the bed. He followed me over, his erection pointing the way. I laid myself submissively on the bed and beckoned him to join me.

He got up on the bed and I said, "Here's something you can learn about dealing with your underlings. You're the Prince. It's within your power to take whoever you want however you want to take them. But in my short time with you I've seen that you might be the kind of cat that would like to please your partner, not just take pleasure from them."

"Can you teach me that?" He asked.

"Of course." I replied. "The first thing you need to realize that with a monster like you've got in your sheath you have to do a lot of foreplay." I added as I pulled my knees up to my chest. "The best way to get your partner ready is to use your tongue. That's true whether it's a male or a female partner."

"You mean I'm supposed to lick your asshole?" He said making a face at me.

"Trust me, if you try it you'll like it." I said.

He shrugged and bent his head down to my brown eye. He tentatively stuck out his broad tongue and touched it against my opening. I was a sucker for a rim job, they always made me want to give myself to the cat doing the licking. But this wasn't just any cat, this was the Prince. I was already starting to understand that I was fated to willingly give myself to him. My submission pheromones flooded out of my body as I completely surrendered to the young Prince. He spent a fair amount of time lapping at my nether hole before finally coming up with a huge grin on his muzzle.

"Can you smell and taste the submission pheromones? That shows how much I really want it from you. If you don't smell them, that cat is probably faking that they want you."

"Yeah they really get you excited. I want you now!" He said aggressively.

"I want you to. But you need to be gentle with that big cock you're wielding. Put it in gently and let me get used to it." I reached my tiny paw up to caress his square jaw. "I've never taken one this big before, so be gentle."

He looked down at me tenderly and said, "Don't worry, I won't hurt you." He carefully placed the tip of his maleness at my pucker and slowly applied pressure until I opened up for him. His barbs slid into my opening. As I said I had never had someone so large and I gasped as he popped into me. The Prince stopped immediately and asked, "Are you OK?"

"I'm fine, just give me a second." I said smiling up at my Prince. "As I said I've never had someone so large before and I haven't had anyone in months, so I'm a little tight." After a pause I continued. "Go ahead and slowly push the rest of it into me."

He slowly worked the rest of that thick shaft into me until I felt his virile balls settle against my tight little Caracal ass. When he was seated in me I gave a sigh of relief and contentment. Relief because it was a little painful, I'd never taken anyone that size before, and I hadn't taken anyone at all in a couple of months. Contentment because I finally had my young Prince where I'd wanted him since the first time I'd met him.

I was really glad that I'd taken the edge off of him by giving him a blow job first. If I hadn't I'm sure he would have cum already. As it was now he was able to hold steady in me while I was adjusting to his girth. The pain was receding and I was left with a very satisfying feeling of fullness. The fact that it was the cat above all others that I wanted to surrender completely to made the experience all the more special. I was so happy that a tear formed in my eye.

"Am I hurting you?" He asked in a concerned voice.

"No it feels wonderful." I said as I reached up to caress his handsome muzzle. "And what's even better is that it's you inside of me..." I lifted my muzzle to lick his nose pad. "You said you wanted to fuck your teacher. Well your teacher is eager to be royally fucked."

He grinned at me and slowly withdrew his cock, savoring every inch of my tight warm tunnel. He eased himself back in, filling the void in my body and soul. Soon he was working in and out of me with the speed and power that only a young Lion possesses. I'd never experienced being taken so masterfully. Maybe it was just his charisma, but I wanted to surrender my whole being to him.

He paused for a moment to put my knees up over his shoulders so he could drive himself in even deeper. It changed the angle so he was driving directly against my pleasure spot. Despite my experience, the pounding on it was bringing me to my climax early. No one had ever made me lose control before, but I couldn't hold back any longer.

One last virile thrust set me off. "I'm cumming my Prince!" I cried out and my sphincter clenched down hard on that big thick cock as I exploded into my orgasm. Each spurt of my seed was accompanied by a contraction and on the fifth one the Prince finally followed me into ecstasy.

"Aaarrrgghhhhh!" He cried out as he thrust one last time deep inside me. I could feel his barbs flare in me as I felt his royal seed jet into the depths of my compliant body. He gripped me tight as he tried to seed me and make me his.

And I was HIS. To use as he pleased. Not because he was a Prince, I would die before I would let a tyrant force me to be his. I belonged to him because he was a leader that was worth following. I would teach him everything he would need to know, but it would be his charisma that would make warriors follow him to the ends of the Earth. I would have given myself to him even if he was a commoner, it was what he was not who he was that commanded my allegiance.

We rested there, both of us panting too hard to speak. I gazed up at him with unabashed adoration. And he looked down on me like the cat that had got the cream, grinning ear to ear.

I was the one that caught my breath first. "Did my Prince enjoy the lesson?" I asked, already knowing the answer.

"When can we do it again?" He asked breathlessly.

"Whenever my Prince desires and as often as you want to. All you have to do is ask." I told him.

"If it's up to me, you won't ever be sleeping in your room." He said with a grin.

"I can only hope that you are serious about that my Prince." I said looking up at him with a longing I'd never felt before.

"I'm very serious. That is as long as you are giving yourself to me willingly and not out of duty to your Prince. "

"No one has ever brought me to my climax before I allowed it, until you did it just now. No one has ever had mastery over me like that before. And nor has anyone ever had mastery over my heart before my Prince. I will always give myself willingly to you." And with that he pulled his softening member out of me and to my surprise licked my seed off of my belly and chest where it had sprayed. And when he was done I cleaned him where my seed had splattered his fur. Then we lay down beside each other, the Prince spooning me as we drifted off into blessed slumber.

From then on that's how every day went. My Prince was the dutiful attentive student during the day, but he ruled my world every night. Time flew by as it does when your days are filled with love, but nothing stays perfect forever.

I had only been there a year when tragedy struck. It was a celebration of King Philip unifying all of Greece. He had plans of now building a unified Greek army to liberate the Greek cities of Asia minor from the Persians. He had planned a big celebration with Olympic type games and he was there to start the games. The Prince was in the Royal Box with his mother Queen Olympias. I was not in the Royal Box but the King had made sure I had good seats nearby. I was very fond of the King and he was pleased with how I was running the Royal Academy.

Everything was going as planned when the King in a moment of hubris decided to go up and start the games without any bodyguards. I guess he was feeling invulnerable after all of his victories. But it was a huge mistake because one of the guards rushed the stage and thrust a sword into the Kings heart before anyone could stop him. He tried to escape but he was soon overtaken and killed on the spot.

The whole scene was pandemonium as everyone panicked at the site of the King lying in a heap on the stage. The King's bodyguards immediately went to the Royal Box, surrounded the Prince and the Queen and escorted them back to the castle. I just stood there crying for the fallen King that had treated me so kindly. I hadn't even thought about what might happen to me since my benefactor was now dead.

I recovered enough to head back to my temporary room in the castle, my fate in the balance. I wanted to stay here with the Prince who had my heart and my allegiance, but I had no idea what the political climate would hold. I waited in my room until darkness had fallen when I heard a knock on the door. I opened the door to find two armed guards, a jaguar and a panther, waiting at the door.

"You need to come with me." The jaguar said with no emotion in his eyes or his voice.

My mind was racing but I had no choice but to follow them. Was I suspected of being involved in some sort of plot against the King? I was an alien, maybe they thought I was disloyal. I was as frightened as a Caracal could possibly be. We are not generally brave like the big cats. I was not familiar with the castle, my school was in Mieza while the castle was in Pella. We finally stopped in front of a door and the jaguar knocked on the door.

"We have brought the Philosopher my Prince." He said.

"Please bring him in." The voice I heard was that of my Prince, but I still was not sure of my fate.

They opened the door and led me in. I could see that the Prince had been crying in grief over losing his Father. There were tear stains in the fur under his eyes and his eyes were bloodshot. My heart pained to see him in such distress. They led me in front of my Lord.

"You two can leave." Alexander told the guards.

"Your Highness we cannot leave you unprotected and alone." The jaguar protested.

"I have no fear of my teacher, I trust him completely. If he had wanted me dead he could have killed me in my sleep many times." He assured them.

"But that may have given away the plan to kill the King, maybe this is the second step." The jaguar persisted.

"I understand your concern. But leave us." The Prince said in a tone that left no room for argument.

The two guards left the room and when they were gone to my surprise the Prince rushed toward me and embraced me, before breaking out in heart wrenching sobs. I held him protectively, grateful beyond imagination that he still trusted me. After a few moments he regained his composure. By the time he released me I knew what I wanted to do. I knew that this was the King I wanted to follow for the rest of my life.

"My Prince I'd like to ask a boon..."

"Ask."

"I would like to request Macedonian citizenship." I begged.

"Are you saying you wish to stay here permanently?"

"Yes my Lord." I replied.

"Of course I'll grant it." He said.

With that I dropped to my knees and swore the oath of fealty to my King. "If I break faith with you then may the seas rise up and drown me, may the green hills open up and swallow me, may the stars of heaven fall on me and crush me out of life for ever"

"I accept you pledge, but it wasn't necessary. I know what's in your heart and I trust you completely..." He replied. I want you to stay here with me tonight. I don't want to be alone."

"Of course my Prince. I understand your grief. I too am saddened by the King's death, he hired me and had always treated me fairly." I said honestly. We stayed together that night, and although all we did was sleep it solidified our bond.

Alexander became the King in a ceremony the next day. Although he was the King in name, his mother Queen Olympias was the Regent and would remain so until he finished his education.

A couple of months before the King was ready to graduate from the Royal Academy I happened to meet Cassiopeia for the first time. We had come to Pella from the Royal Academy for the Queen's birthday and we stayed for a week. She was passing through the Agora on the way to do some shopping. Even though she was modestly dressed it didn't hide her beauty. She looked a little lost so I boldly walked up to her and asked her if she needed help. We struck up a conversation, and for a female she seemed fairly well informed. I learned that she was the Treasury Minister's daughter, and I immediately noticed the resemblance.

I introduced myself, "I'm Aristotle, the headmaster at the Royal Academy."

"I think everyone knows who you are." She said in a kind manner. I guessed that was true. I went everywhere with the King. "Well I need to go." She said.

I didn't think much of the conversation until the next day. I had just let the students go to lunch when the Treasury Minister came up to me. "May I have a moment of your time Headmaster?" He asked quite cordially.

"Of course my Lord." I said perplexed. I had never spoken to him privately before.

"My daughter tells me the two of you spoke in the Agora yesterday."

"Yes we did my Lord, but I swear I said nothing untoward..."

"Of course you didn't Headmaster, I'm not here to make accusations. She said you were quite the gentlecat and that she quite enjoyed the conversation. That's why I'm here. She is of age to marry, and I would consider you an appropriate suitor if you are interested."

"Sure you jest my Lord, I'm just a lowly Cacaral." I said, not sure what to make of the offer.

He laughed then said, "Yes you are a Caracal, but I think lowly hardly describes you. You are perhaps the most influential cat in the entire court. I don't think our young King worries that you are 'only' a Caracal."

I had never really considered my place in the court, but he was correct in that the King trusted me more than anyone and he valued my opinion. "That would be intriguing my Lord. You've caught me off guard. Would it offend you if I took the night to think it over."

"I didn't expect an answer today Headmaster, so no I wouldn't be offended. Can I meet you here tomorrow at the same time?"

"Yes, I'll have an answer for you then."