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Reversing the K: Domineering Femboy

K-2373 and B-1374 wait as they are pulled out of their hypnotic state, the spiral fading further and further away till it was nothing, the visors shutting down, and once the green light is given the two feline toys work to remove the helmets from each toy, unhooking the straps that kept the dildos deeply lodged down their throats, steadily pulling them out as the steady pump of the machines in their rears comes to an end.

The black, white and blue feline toy mews, gently caressing ?-2003’s head, “How do you feel, ?-2003?” it asks, gently running its fingers through the toy’s purple hair.

“This one feels great, Maker. Never better in fact. It’s pleased to have tried this out. It is sure it will be a fun hit with many hypnotic enthusiasts. Though it is sure more will need to be done before its ready for customer use.”

“Give it a few years, but it will be,” it mews.

?-2003 nods, “Yes Maker,” it says, tugging against its constraints, its cock twitching in delight, looking at I-toy as the bondage is removed from it, “And how do you feel?” it asks the toy feeling a gentle pat on the head.

“That’s this one’s line toy.”

Its ears drop, “Sorry Maker.”

“It’s fine,” it chuckles, looking at the feline toy, “Feeling better?”

I-toy mews, nodding, “Yes Maker. It feels it can really focus itself and give its all to a degree that it didn’t think possible before.”

“That’s just delightful, and since you’ve been such a good toy, its thinking that before it shoves you back into your molding, ?-2003, that we all give you some actual playful fun together. After all… good toys do deserve to get rewarded with cock.”

?-2003 licks its lips, “That sounds lick… like a wonderful idea Maker,” it murrs, wiggling as the bondage device releases its limbs, letting it slip out of it, the toy’s hips sway gently side to side, “Shall it put this off to the side?” it asks, tilting its head, giving a cute little pose before the other toys.

I-toy just gets out of its side, member twitching, the cock sleeve oozing with the constant climaxes it shared with its fellow toy, not saying anything but admiring the cute pose.

“That would be a great toy, place it off to the side, and we’ll get it cleaned up later.”

“Yes Maker,” it says, easily lifting the device, despite its heft and size, moving it off to the far corner of the room out of the way, leaving the bed clear for what comes next.

“You’ve both been through a lot, and this one thinks the best way to end this day for the two of you is to give you a little something you’re craving, a little cock sucking competition,” it says with a playful wink, “A real one.”

I-toy mews, “Oh? A hundred dicks?” it asks, its member jumping in excitement.

It shakes its head, “No, no. Something a bit simpler than that, we get in a circle and start working each other, as you climax you leave the circle, and the last toy to hold off on climaxing, will win. Oh, and no using phrases or words to get a release out of your partner, and all are open to climax naturally, and aren’t restricted during this, otherwise we’d be here forever.”

?-2003 saunters back over to the bed, rump hiked, cock twitching, “This will be such a delightful bit of fun.”

It runs a hand under its toy’s chin, “It will be, you will get its length, it will get B-1374’s, which I-8376 will get theirs, and that one will get your length to finish the circle.”

“This one will do its best to win.”

I-toy mews, “More like we’ll do our best not to lose, but it will be so much fun to do something with Maker.”

The red, white and black feline toy purrs, “You’re giving yourself the advantage Maker, getting this one’s length.”

It leans in close to its paired toy, running its fingers across the length, “This one just wanted a fun excuse to take you properly,” it winks, “For all the teasing you gave this one while we waited.”

B-toy says nothing sliding onto the bed, in a sleek teasing pose, showing off its twitching red cock, “Come and get it then Maker.”

“With pleasure,” it purrs sliding onto the bed with a loud squeak, rump hiked, showing off its throbbing knotted dick in the air, its lips wrap around the member, tongue rubbing along the underside, suckling the head, hands caressing the balls as it holds the dick nice and firm, bobbing its head, adjusting the rest of its body to give access to its aching pleasure rod.

?-2003 runs its hand along I-toy’s back, “Go ahead, this one is good at getting itself into these situations. It feels rather natural and fun,” it says, massaging and patting the toy's rump, pushing it into the fray.

“Oh no, you’re more experienced, you should have your length suckled longer than everyone else.”

“It’s giving Maker the edge here, by going in last, now get going,” it says with a gentle push.

“Alright,” it mews, slipping onto the bed, its pink member slipping into B-toy’s expert mouth, making it shudder and moan. The blindfolded toy sees the length with ease, bobbing and holding the toy by handles, caressing the bars as it suckles down the length with wet hungry slurps.

“Ohhh….” I-toy moans, arching its back, ?-2003 slipping in, sliding its twitching purple into the feline’s maw, letting its arousing pre-cum drip into its mouth, sending tingles of burning delight through its form.

The sergal smirks, “There we go, now for this one to be so lucky to get Maker’s cock,” it murrs, grabbing the feline’s hips, gently caressing that smooth black and blue rubber. It licks across the cock tip, flicking it back and forth, savoring the pre-cum that has already formed on the tip, before coiling its tongue along the cock head. The tongue squeezes and plays with the member before pulling it into its mouth, giving a nice form suckle. Its hands are constantly moving, rubbing the toy’s thighs, and butt, constantly teasing and pleasing the length as it drives itself down, slurping the length.

Moaning, squeaking, rhythmic thrusting and suckling, the four toys work to drive the delicious pillar before them to reach their volcanic eruption, to set off their partner toy, to give them the best blow job they can give.

Perhaps surprising, perhaps not the first to break is B-1374 itself. The red pillar gushes out its hot delicious seed, flooding K-2373’s mouth. The delicious toy spunk hungrily slurped down, as an afterglow of delight overcomes the blindfolded toy. Once its afterglow is complete, it pulls out of the circle, “Sorry Maker, you know this one too well to last long.”

K-2373 mews a saddened yet understanding look painted on its face, “It would have liked to enjoy you longer.”

“Next time,” it says with a teasing smirk.

I-toy shifts, its cock cooling in the air, which arouses it further. The excitement that Maker is about to give it a blow job sends shivers down its spine, “This is going to happen. It held off long enough for it to happen!” it thinks, the toy, working hard to return its focus to its task.

K-2373 grabs the purple feline’s butt, taking that twitching member into its mouth. It’s rough feline tongue teasing the cock head, the toy’s high arousal already making it difficult to hold back the torrent that is churning within it, the pressure building up quicker, faster.

“Fuck, this feels so good, its not so how much longer it can hold off… It must make ?-2003 climax. It needs to beat it,” it thinks, licking across the sergal toy’s cock, giving hard form suckles to draw more pressure towards the member, increasing its size and sensitivity at the same time.

With hard thrusts it takes the entire toy’s length into its maw, down its throat, swallowing to let its throat walls tease and pleasure the length, drinking down more of that arousing toy juice that it produces, compounding the situation, driving it deeper into sexual mantras and whispers that never do stop even when a toy is complete.

“Toy is a good toy.”

“Toy serves customers.”

“Good toys are fuck toys.”

“You are a fuck toy.”

“There is no I.”

“There is no me.”

“There is no it.”

“There is only this one, it, itself, toy.”

It focuses hard on the aching length before it, trying to use everything it has learned within the virtual reality to try to give it some kind of edge. The words of wisdom ?-2003 gave it, still fresh in its mind, but K-2373 is just too good for it and it soon moans, deep throating ?-2003 as it unleashes its toy juice into the other feline’s maw.

K-2373 smirks, cleaning the toy’s length, sucking it dry, giving bits of extra pleasure as I-toy gets to enjoy its afterglow, before that feline toy must pull out, “You did well. Be a delightful toy and get to cleaning the machine while we finish this competition.”

I-toy slides off the bed, its member relaxing for the first time in what felt like ages, its body knowing it's not going to be needed for service just yet, “With pleasure Maker.”

“B-toy please help it out too.”

The blindfolded toy that was watching from the side of the bed mews, “As you wish Maker.”

Listens and waits till the orders are given and its Maker is ready to receive it once more, the sergal adjusting and pulling its fellow toy close, slipping its purple length into the hungry feline maw, which makes it twitch in delight, “Time to knock it up a notch,” it thinks, adjusting its grip, one hand running across the feline toy’s blue pucker, teasing it while its other hand caresses the toy’s balls.

K-2373 mews, moaning with the delicious cock in its mouth, tasting the arousing pre-cum flowing into it, “Why did this one think this was a good idea. To keep consistency? Now it has to deal with it… of course it’s not that bad,” it thinks, slurping down the arousing pre-cum, drinking it down with a gusto, taking after its fellow toy, adjusting its grip, using some of the excess toy salvia from that has built up on the bed to slip two fingers into the sergal’s rear, while firmly massaging its balls.

“Maker, trying to copy this one? Or did it get that idea from you first?” ?-2003 wonders, massaging the white orbs before it with loud drawn-out squeaks, its fingers slipping in, pressing against the hidden hot button within every male toy. That sensitive prostate, which it rubs and massages while slipping more fingers into its partner.

The two toys competing who will make who reach the finish line first. Their moans and squeaks echoing through the room. The other toys watch as they clean up the mess that was made on the machine.

B-toy smirks, “This one bets Maker will win.”

I-toy shakes its head, “No, ?-2003 will surely win.”

“Why do you say that?”

“That mouth? That control? Maker is wonderful, and top of the line toy made by K-2003, but ?-2003? Has something else.”

“Perhaps. Want a bet a blow job on it?”

“Two,” I-toy says with a teasing smirk.

“You’re on.”

?-2003’s ears twitch, monitoring the conversation, it thrusts harder into its Maker’s maw. Each toy using their tongues to trace along the length, to provide extra pleasure in and out of the mouth, cock heads licked, squeezed, suckled. Balls smacking both toy’s chin as they literally go balls deep on each other. Their pleasure builds up higher… higher. The climb up the mountain of ecstasy is soon reaching its peak. ?-2003 taking that knot over and over again, with loud pops that makes the other two toys moan in fond memories.

Then it hits the gushing of seed. The quivering of cocks, balls churning as the essence is flooded into the other toy’s mouth. The ability to withstand the prowess of the other toy given the circumstances is remarkable in its own right at this point, but every toy has a tipping point, no matter how good they are. And K…. 2373 hits theirs. Unleashing its hot feline blue jizz into ?-2003’s mouth, who hungrily suckles it down, fingers massaging the toy’s prostate, caressing the balls to edge out every extra drop and pleasure it can from its Maker in gratitude for all that it has done for it.

K-2373 enjoys the moment of its afterglow, pulling away, “You won ?-2003, and that means you are the one that doesn’t get to climax today,” it says with a playful wink.

It chuckles, “What a teasing trick Maker. Leaving it all pent up like this when it goes into the molding pod.”

“Not that you mind, do you toy?” it purrs, gently rubbing the sergal’s length.

“Not at all,” it says with a soft moan, grinding against the toy’s touch.

I-toy grins, looking at B-toy who gives a quick little pout, but the look quickly fades as it had first arrived.

“Let's get you back in the mold. Tomorrow your colors should come in and you’ll be ready to show the toys here what kind of gay toy you are,” K-2373 says with a playful wink.

?-2003’s member jumps in excitement, “With pleasure Maker,” it murrs, sliding off the bed.

“I’ll be back, it just has to put this one away,” K-2373 calls out as they leave, guiding ?-2003 through the now closed store, back to the molding pods where its guided back into place to the open waiting plastic mold on the right. The hard plastic slips over itself, the dildos are shoved into its mouth, locked into place, letting the air to be sucked out, allowing ?-2003 to express its perfect fit within. The warm flood of hot pink rubber into its maw, and white rubber into its rear, flooding it with more warming pleasure.

As the black, white, and blue blur walks away it listens to the delightful voice of its Maker in the back of its mind, “Toy is a good toy. Toy is a gay femboy fuck toy. Toy is ?-2003. ?-2003’s maker is K-2373. ?-2003 loves dick.” It sinks deeper into the moment, enjoying itself, eager for the next day. The warmth that washes over it as its colors shift and change, feeling all the more delight. Tomorrow is going to be a fun day, for tomorrow is when ?-2003 really gets to play.

The following day the black, blue, and white blur of ?-2003’s maker returns. Its body twitches in excitement… it would at least if it wasn’t completely stuck to the insides of the mold. Its mind swirling with lustful desires, and eagerness to express itself as the toy it's molded to be. Knowing its colors will be complete, it's like a toy ready to be opened for Christmas.

The flow of rubber stops, the woosh of air into the mold, the slow tug and pull from the hard plastic insides, the front peeled off of it, making it gasp and moan, cock twitching. Its eyes locked on its Maker, admiring its smooth feminine cat toy form, “Morning Maker, how are you feeling today?” it asks, almost singing the words.

“?-2003, you are eager today,” it says, reaching out gently caressing the toy’s hot pink cock, “And you are looking as good as it hopped you would,” it mews, pulling at the length, urging the toy to step out, “Are you ready for your next two open days, where you get to take charge and show what a delightfully teasing toy you can be?”

It responds with a big toothy grin, leaning close against its Maker, its fingers walking across the blue twitching length. The toy’s hot pink claw tips accent its white rubber body, “This one is going to have so much fun today, it has a lot planned for those that have been looking to enjoy it,” it says with a wink, it's hot pink eyes softly glowing. The toy’s hair, and tail fluff are just as bright and pink, along with the arm cuffs side bands, the only thing not white nor hot pink is the band on the cuffs which is a solid black, but the elegant cursive lettering on it reads, “Fuck Toy” is in a delightful glowing hot pink.

“It’ll have a few toys lined up for you, as we test your skills and prowess, not that you need testing… but it thinks now that you are completed, you can show some of our toys here you do it, so they can grow in experience.”

“This one is honored you put so much trust into this one, it won’t let you down,” it says, leaning in close, giving its Maker a smooch on the cheek then whispering into its ear, “Tell it where it needs to go hon, and it will go there to show the first toy a wonderfully delightful time.”

“Second to last room on the right. The first toy is there, and really want to get a little tied up, if you know what it means.”

“Crystal clear Maker,” it murrs, slinking off the pedestal, looking back at its Maker and the two molding pods, before continuing, looking around the place to keep itself up to date, stopping just before it leaves the room, “Were two toys finished while it was in the molding pods?”

“One was, the other has another day, why do you ask?”

“It remembers walking past them all the time, so it was curious.”

“Fret not, you’ll be seeing that toy with another soon enough later today.”

“Oh? Please Maker, don’t spoil too many surprises.”

“It’s sure you won’t mind a little hint here or there.”

“True,” it says with a rump sway, grabbing the door handle, hiking its butt, “Till later Maker,” it says with a playful wink, hiding its muzzle with its chin, slinking away.

K-2373 mews softly remarking, “This one is still not sure how good of an idea it is, but it trusts you, Maker.”

?-2003 steps onto the store floor customers and toys are moving about, shopping, helping, servicing, or being on display. Its hips sway in a sensual teasing fashion, cock out, hard, bouncing. Its bright hot pink colors glow, its body seems to have been recently polished. It pleasantly greets out to those that walk past it, “Hello!”

One customer a cat eared human with a white furred, black striped tail is talking to H-1139 in the bondage gear section, “So, I do like to do various kinds of experiments, and having a kind of toy assistant that could help with that would be wonderful.”

“We do many kinds of experimentation,” it bleats.

“Well, its more like…”

“Hello H-1139, so pleased to see you, perhaps later this one can return the favor from yesterday,” ?-2003 says with a playful wink, moving up and giving the toy a deep and passionate kiss, “It knows you’d like that,” it continues once it breaks it.

The half human-cat hybrid stares in surprise, “Ahhh…”

?-2003 gasps, “Oh, sorry, this one interrupted, it apologies. And it should have been offered to you.”

“Ah well…”

“That’s not a no,” it says with a tease, running its hand across his chest, leaning in to give him a slow, deep passionate kiss. The customer’s eyes close, a soft moan escaping his lips, his pants growing tight and then the kiss ends, “There we go, sorry again, anyway it's off!” it says, with a rump sway, prancing away.

The human blinks, “Ah… can I have that one?”

H-toy responds, “It's not sure if that one is for sale.”

?-2003 slinks into the back of the store, toward its informed destination, passing a pleased customer and a toy who just managed to have a good time, “Excuse this one,” it says, slipping past, entering the room, which is set up as a heavy BDSM bondage dungeon with all the fixings.

Leaning against a bondage rack, letting out a little yip in surprise is a sleek black bodied, white belly, green highlighted fox toy. Its long green hair goes halfway down its back, green bordered black strapped bondage cuffs on its wrists, upper thighs and ankles. Its collar has a big heart tag that reads in green lettering T-4213. The toy’s matching green length, twitches and throbs with a nice hefty knot at the base, “O-oh! This one wasn’t expecting you to be here already,” it says with a little playful yip, its cock twitches as it eyes the sergal toy.

It tilts its head, sauntering over to it, it’s cock bouncing in a slow steady hypnotic tease, “Not expecting this one yet? Why is that?” it murrs, reaching over gently touching the fox toy’s cock tip, fingers trailing along the length, its member kisses the underside of the length, letting it twitch and throb against the toy’s member, “Were you trying to plan something for it?”

T-toy moans, grinding against the toy’s touch, cock dribbling translucent green pre-cum, “T-toy was getting a new toy to come with. It wanted them to enjoy you with it,” it says, grinding against the toy.

“Oh really? Another is going to join us? Do you know which toy?” it inquires, moving in closer, lengths pressing up against one another, “Best to be prepared for what is going to happen… after all, this one has free reign to show you all what this one can do, as Maker’s newest toy,” it says with a playful wink, leaning in to passionately kiss the toy on the lips right before it could respond, slipping its tongue into its fellow toy’s mouth, wrapping around it, and forcefully drawing it back into its mouth to suckle ending with a tender gentle bit on the lip which it slowly pulls away.

“Ohh fuck,” the fox responds with a moan, hips bucking against it, “T-this one wasn’t expecting that.”

It smirks, “It's fun to give the unexpected.”

“And it's not sure if you met the new toy, their designation is S-2372 and they are a pink very big pawed femboy cat-racoon hybrid toy.”

“Ohh, this one has seen it in the molding pods. It knows R-9375 was very excited to have them be finished, being another null toy, which are so cute and fun to play with.”

“This one agrees, which is why it offered both to join, but R-toy won’t be able to make it till this one’s time is up.”

“Huh, how unfortunate, but this one thinks it can work with what it is given. Let’s get you set up while the other one is on its way,” it says, pulling the toy by the cock toward the center of the room where a dozen bondage hangers and pulley system hangs overhead. ?-2003 looks up at them, rubbing its chin, tail brushing against the fox’s member, “Yes, this should work for what it has in mind for a little while at least.”

With a soft yip the fox looks up at the bondage gear designed to hoist and hold toys up while providing mobility across the room, “Ohh… this one thinks it knows what you are going to do.”

“Do you?” it asks, tilting its head.

“Put this one up into bondage, leave it hanging.”

?-2003 smirks, walking around the toy, its hands gently caressing around its form, “That’s just the start. If this one just did that it would be boring, wouldn’t it? It has so much more in store than that, and it will get a good idea on this bondage system that it can perform a few tricks while it's at it.”

“Tricks?” it asks, with a tail swish, following the sergal toy, whipping its head around as it can only strain its neck so far.

“You’ll see and so will the next pair,” it says with a playful wink, going over to the ropes attached to the pulley system, lowering the silky red bondage ropes down, “Lovely counter balancing system to create the zero-gravity sensation, oh this will be perfect,” it mutters, swaying its hips side to side in a slow teasing fashion, butt hiked to show off its white rubber balls and a hint of its twitching pink member.

“What are you planning?” the toy inquires, its cock aching harder, thoughts of what could be happening mulling through its mind, each scenario worse than the last, arousing it further.

“Tsch, you think this one is going to just tell you what it’s going to do? Where’s the fun in that? The mystery up until the reveal is just as delicious as what is going to happen, and trust this one, it will be absolutely fabulous. If you weren’t a gay toy, you’d be surely one after this one is done with you,” it chuckles, sauntering back over to the fox, guiding the ropes through the toy’s bondage cuffs, running them through the D rings, taking a good few minutes to get it all prepared.

“F-fair,” T-4213 mutters, panting with eagerness, enjoying the soft run of the rope against its rubber skin, the tug of each bit as its arms and legs are spread, body pulled back almost to the point of taking it off the ground but just not quiet, but the pull of the ropes gives it a sense that it could fall over and it’ll be safe.

?-2003 walks back in front of the toy after checking all the constraints, the fox’s toys arms are ready to be folded against its body with a simple pull of a rope, “Do you…” it says, its fingers running along the fox’s green cock tip, and slowly walking it down to the knot, “Trust this one?”

It shudders, moaning, “Yes, completely, ?-2003.”

“Good, if there is an issue, let it know but you’re a toy you can handle whatever it has to offer,” it says, body trembling in anticipation.

“That’s good to hear, trust is important, even when toys play,” it says leaning in, giving the toy a slow and passionate kiss and in this moment, it uses its foot to pull the legs right from underneath the toy.

The fox toy feet are lifted up, the ropes auto clenching onto the rope, so that every inch the pulleys take back, it won’t give, rising the toy’s body till its parallel to the ground, arms pulled back, elbows up in the air, legs spread, the toy hanging above the ground at chest height, the kiss… still not broken, till the sergal pulls away. The sergal toy uses its hands to caress and guide the toy up into position, gently kneading its butt at the end.

“There we go, nice and level… though it really should be sure. There’s a leveling tool here, isn’t there?”

The fox tilts its head, “What? A leveling tool?” it asks, squirming in the bondage, cock twitching as it hangs, “Not sure what you mean or need for it.”

“Hmm, it’ll check later, it's sure R-toy will have one on hand when it comes here,” it says, sliding underneath the toy, popping back up between its legs, “For now, let's get you all worked up and ready till our guest arrives, how does that sound?” it asks, hands gently caressing and playing with the toy’s throbbing green length. Its hot pink tongue licking across the underside.

It gasps, arching its back, “That sounds good,” it moans, member dribbling pre-cum as the sergal slowly and tenderly licks its member, steadily licking down its length, across the knot before the tongue coils around the balls, pulling it into the sergal’s mouth for a squeaky suckle, leaving it gasping and moaning, “Ohh, yes… yes… keep doing that, that feels wonderful.”

?-2003’s ears twitch, hearing someone approach the door, which slowly creaks open. The toy’s vision is blocked by T-toy’s legs, unable to see the pink toy in question as it enters the room.

“H-hello?” it mews, the long butt length haired toy with its soft white belly, and blue eyes stares at the scene before it. It adjusts its round glasses with its oversized paws, the toy with black hip handles, and similar matching-colored cuffs and collar as ?-2003 but with bold fuck toy lettering. On its collar is a black and pink paw print tag that has its designation S-2372. “Oh my…” it blushes, covering its mouth with its oversized, mostly useless paws. The toy has a white belly and crotch, the latter is a twitching bulge with a nice hot pink lock symbol over it.

?-2003 lifts its head, giving a slow lick across the green cock, tongue half coiling around the member, the toy’s angular muzzle running across the length while its hands gently hold and caress it, pressing it up against its muzzle tip. With a playful grin it says, “Welcome, this one is pleased you could make it, it was just warming this one up for your arrival. If you’d be so kind as to stand on the other end of the toy, so it could get you all geared up, and raised to the correct height.

S-toy nods, “S-sure,” it says, walking over to the other side of T-toy, its long flowing pink hair bouncing with each step, its thick fluffy tail is massive in comparison to most other toys, “Like this?”

?-2003 slips underneath T-toy, running its claws along its spine as it does so, enjoying the soft moans that escape from the toy’s mouth, popping up between them, “That will work perfectly, stand there and it will get you all geared up,” it responds, repeating the process as the ropes are slipped down, three in total this time, the first rope slips between S-toy’s wrist cuffs, binding them together, pulling them over the toy’s head, followed by two separate other bondage ropes that slip through the outside thigh D-ring on the toy’s ankles, “These will help spread your legs, exposing your crotch more, making you just know how vulnerable you are,” it says with a giggle.

“Why are you telling mew this,” it asks, with a soft moan, watching as the sergal toy gets behind it, its big bushy tail wraps around the toy, shivering when it feels its twitching length press up against its rump.

It grins, the toy reaching down to grip the black handles, gently grinding them within its hands with a loud squeak, its feet getting between the toy’s legs, forcing them to be spread as the pulleys take the extra slack, “One simple reason toy… so you’ll think about it, making it all the better,” it murrs, lifting the toy up in one quick motion so its crotch is head height with the fox, who is now faced with the locked symbol bulge.

“How’s that height T-toy?” K-2003 inquires.

With a soft moan, seeing the bulge only a short way aways from it, it responds, “Perfect.”

“Wonderful,” it says with a rump sway, leaning against the S-toy’s handles, letting it know it's not able to come down from the ropes without help from someone else. ?-2003 then pushes S-toy closer till its crotch is pressing up against the foxes green hearted nose, “You better get to licking and teasing this one or it won’t be giving you back in kind.”

“Y-yes sir!” T-toy responds, its long green fox tongue licks across the bulge, pushing down on it, with only the racoon-cat toy’s body weight pressing up against it.

“Ohh nya…” the pink and white toy shudders, its sensitive bulge twitching against the hungry mouth of the fox toy, which tries its best to keep it against itself. The toy’s toes curl in delight as it squirms within its held-up position.

?-2003 squeezes the null bulge toy’s butt, pressing it against the fox toy’s muzzle, “That’s it, enjoy each other, please each other. All held up with nothing to do but service one another in any way you can,” it giggles, letting go of the toy’s butt after it gets a few good squeak moans from both toys.

“Such a good set of toys, loving your position, aren’t you?” it asks, its claws dancing across T-toy’s belly, while S-toy has a bird’s eye view of the field, hanging helplessly, knowing everything the sergal is going to do to its current playmate.

S-2372 says, “Yes Sir, we are,” it moans.

T-4213 on the other hand says nothing as it opens its mouth wider, trying to pull more of the bulge into its mouth. It squeaks loudly like a dog trying to chew on a chew toy, but rather than biting down, it's simply wanting to draw it into its rubbery maw and give a nice firm tender suckle, pulling and tugging at the sensitive null bulge and with each passing moment, the fox toy is brought closer toward its goal in doing so.

“Come on, you can do it, this one knows you can,” ?-2003 encourages, moving back between the toy’s legs, nuzzling the fox’s balls, “Suck them hard like this,” it says, pulling the balls into its mouth, with deep sensual suckles, while slipping a few fingers into its rear, hitting the hot button, gently massaging them, while pushing the fox forward to put extra pressure onto the S-toy’s twitching aching bulge.

T-toy moans, widening its mouth, trying its best to lick across the bulge to make it slick so it can form a better suction cup seal around it, and then once it does, sucks nice and deep, slurping the bulge as it's pulled deeper into its mouth. Its toes curl as it can’t do anything but be suckled and to suck the null bulge, ass clenching the sergal toy’s fingers, tail flinging about wildly in ecstasy.

“Nya… don’t stop, don’t stop,” S-toy moans, pressing its hips against the mouth, unable to buck, not wanting to break the hard fought seal that was formed around its sensitive mound. It closes its eyes, focusing on the pleasure building within it, helpless to do anything but to take it, letting the delights wash over it again and again.

?-2003 continues to pump T-4213’s rear, the fingers delicately massaging the prostate, while it wetly slurps and suckles its bulges. Its muzzle pressing against the base of the knot, feeling each twitch and pulsate of the aching member, feeling some of the pre-cum dribble that has run down its length and land on its nose, “This is going to be a wonderful climax,” it thinks, feeling each squeeze and milking of its fingers, the toy trying to push them in deeper, and it's all too happy to do so by slipping in another finger to spread the toy nice and wide and then its eyes go wide, “Wait! This one knows what you need!” it exclaims, scampering off to the other side of the room.

T-toy doesn’t stop its slurping and suckling but it tries in vain to see what the sergal is up to, wondering, “Was it doing a good job? It thought it was… it felt so close.”

S-toy on the other hand, brought out of its crotch sucking nirvana, watches ?-2003 grab a large oversized dildo, the sergal taking the time to lick and lubricate the Thor sized fox dick with an even larger knot. Its eyes go wide, “Oh this one…”

“Now, this will get you going,” it chuckles, taking the cock tip, pressing it against the toy’s pucker, “It hopes you are ready, it already licked across it to get it nice and lubricated for you,” it chuckles.

T-toy’s eyes go wide, feeling the girth of the toy already at just the tip, the rest of ‘start’ of the dildo rubbing along his butt cheeks, further giving him the indication of what is about to happen and then it's shoved into it, the toy’s tight rubber butt spread wide by the oversized dick being pushed into it. With firm hard thrusts, the toy’s prostate is crushed again and again, while forcing it to even more tightly press up against the nulge that it has been dutifully servicing.

Both toys moan in delight, being pushed deeper into lustful embraces of each other’s teasing, while ?-2003 happily and gleefully pounds the fox’s ass with the toy, letting the knot bounce off the toy’s butt cheeks again and again, harder and harder, the knot spreading the toy a little wider each time that would have given any organic customer a moment of pause, but here it's simply building up to the height of the moment till… POP.

Like popping a balloon, a gush of fox toy juices is sprayed all over itself, the translucent green toy cum spraying so hard that a little bit of it manages to hit S-toy’s belly, the suckling seal breaking in that moment as the toy simply can’t keep up the focus and attention as it cums hard, “Fuck, fuck, fuck!” it exclaims.

?-2003 leaves the dildo nice and lodged into the toy’s behind gently massaging and pressing it a little harder into the toy’s rear, simply watching the toy’s reaction, “Ahh, perfect,” it says, just as there's a knock on the door, “Come on in, there’s always room for more,” it says licking across the underside of the recently spent cock, “Hmm, delicious.”

The door opens to a black, white and blue fennalope toy, with rachet symbols on its hips, the other null toy, R-9375 enters the room, “Hello this one was just… oh this one…”

“Just the toy this one was looking for, do you happen to have a level?”

“A level? On this one?”

“Yes, in one of those pouches, when you do repair work, you have to make things are straight and level… well level at least,” it says with a playful giggle.

“It has a little one yes, why?”

“Place it on that one’s chest, it wants to see if it got it level.”

“Ah, sure,” it says, blushing as it approaches the two bound toys, looking over at ?-2003 with curiosity, pulling open a pouch, placing a small portable level on the chest.

The sergal toy slinks over to it, grabbing R-toys handles, gently swaying its hips, “Is it?”

It moans, enjoying the grip on its sensitive handles, “It looks like its level.”

“Wonderful.”

“Why does that matter?”

“It was simply curious that’s why,” it says with a smile, gently licking across the toy’s ear, whispering, “And don’t worry, you’ll be next with your other toy.”

R-toy shivers, gasping when its dark blue handles are suddenly gripped hard by the sergal toy, making its back grow stiff. ?-2003 gently bites its ear, making it moan deeply, “Ohhh…”

The other two toys squirm and squeak, unable to do anything as it moved over to between T-toy’s legs. The sneaky sergal licks across the ear, whispering, “Stay here, it will get you all set up for this bit of fun, it promises,” parting with a little kiss on the cheek.

“O-okay,” it says with a twitching null bulge throb. It looks over the twitching green cock, licking its lips at the site, then noticing the still thick dildo lodged within the toy’s butt, making it blush, but not as hard as when the red silky ropes come down from above, three in total, exactly like S-2372, the realization of what is about to happen to hit, really sinking in, “This one just checked out those bondage pulleys, they work really well, don’t they?”

?-2003 saunters back over, “They work wonderfully, though it will need a partner eventually, but that’s for later,” it remarks.

“Partner?” all three toys inquire in unison.

“One thing at a time,” it says, running its hands across R-toy’s back, pulling its arms together, locking them together via the wrist cuffs, getting it pulled nice and tight overhead while the other ropes are weaved through the ankle D-rings. It remains behind the maintenance toy, hands caressing its head, fingers playing with the ears, thumbs coiling around the base of its antlers, while it’s twitching member hot dogs the toy’s butt, “Are you ready for some fun?”

R-9375 shivers, tail running across the sergal’s body with a loud squeak, panting in delight, its glasses remaining on its nose, “So very ready.”

“How wonderful,” it says, gripping the handles, giving a nice tight squeeze, lifting the toy up till its null bulge is the perfect height of T-toy’s rump, “You know, this one always likes to try the impossible, and something that has never, ever, in a billion years has been tried,” it remarks, giving R-toy’s butt a playful little squeeze, before scampering off to another part of the room.

R-toy comments, “That seems very confident of you to say that it’s never been done, how could you be so sure?”

S-2372 shivers, squirming in its spot, null bulge gently resting against T-toy’s muzzle, “This one is curious too, as to what you mean.”

The helped up fox toy between the toy, tightly grips the dildo within it, the length felt throughout its form, the knot keeping it nice and locked, which is constantly pressing down on its prostate, while its member pulsates with a never ending eagerness, “This is so fucking hot and arousing,” it says looking up at the two bound toys between it, none of the toy’s aware that ?-2003’s pre-cum’s aroma has filled the room with the arousing scent that bolsters all of their sexual highs.

The white and hot pink sergal toy grabs a blue silky rope from the wall, “Has anyone ever thought of spit roasting a toy with two null bulge toys? Better yet while all three are in bondage? This one thinks not,” it says, with a teasing rump sway, sauntering back over, slipping the rope through R-toy’s handle bars and pulling it through S-toy’s going back and forth enough for a tight sliding grip on their handles, while making a knot system that can pull and tug both toys together with a single pull, a process that takes several teasing minutes, and running the ropes down through the toy’s ankle cuffs for extra pulling leverage.

All the while R-toy looks at its fellow null toy, their crotches grinding against the equally bound and helpless toy between them, its null bulge, pressing against the base of the dildo lodged within the toy below. With each clench that toy gives, the base of the toy presses up against its own bulge, providing a double pleasure and shifting movements.

S-toy remarks, “How did you learn to tie knots like this?”

?-2003 stops and thinks… “Ah… not sure, just knows how to,” it says, finishing the rope work, giving the rope a good tug, which pulls both toys together, their null bulges pressing up on either side of the bound fox toy, which groans and moans feeling its dildo shifting within it. Then it relaxes the tug, and the ropes slightly loosen, “That should work.”

T-toy squirms and grinds, wanting to close its legs around the toy, but finds it impossible as its left helplessly swinging. It looks over to the sly sergal toy as it approaches, “Be a good toy and give another good suckle on that bulge. You almost got it to climax. See if you can pull it off this time. If not… no biggie, it’ll have a job for you afterwards.”

“Job? This one has things it should be do--” Its words are cut off by a slow, long deep passionate kiss.

Once its broken, ?-2003 says, “You’ll be doing what this one has asked you. Anything else is not your concern till it's done with you, understand?” it asks in a sweet yet domineering tone of voice, the toy’s free hand gently runs across the toy’s chest.

“Y-yes, Sir,” it responds.

?-2003 grins, “Fabulous,” it says, grabbing the rope, giving it a nice hard stress test pull, pulling the null bulge toys closer together, squashing those sensitive white rubber null bulges with a loud squeak, the two helpless toys pant and moan as they are pulled, which is only made worse for S-toy when the green and black fox toy once again wraps its mouth around the wet null bulge, quickly having learned from its mistakes, suckling the tender crotch.

“Good, good, this one is so pleased you are getting along so well, enjoying history being made?” it asks, pulling on the rope hard once again, making the toys ‘thrust’ into the toy between them.

T-toy arches its back, toes curling that knot lodged within it crushes its prostate, grinding against it with each forced thrust made by the null toy’s crotch. Every shifting of the massive girthy dildo within it, makes it clench harder, driving its pleasure higher, its member trembling in anticipation and ecstasy as the pre-cum once again begins to dribble down its side.

?-2003’s ears twitch, relaxing the ropes, “What was that? This one didn’t hear an answer. Tell this one if you are enjoying yourselves,” it says, pulling the ropes taught.

S-2372 mews out, “Yes, this one is Sir,” it says with a heavy pant, toes curling, hands helplessly rubbing against each other, the collar’s tag jingling at the force and speed of its thrusts, the loud wet squeaks of the fox’s mouth around it’s locked bulge making it quiver.

R-9375 squeaks in delight, tail flicking about, helplessly unable to do anything except tug and pull on the bondage ropes, wanting to know just how deeply locked up it is, and when it finds its struggle is utterly pointless its pleasure rises, rump clenching, imagining that thick massive toy that its pushing into the fox with its null bulge is within it, “Goodness, this one is having a wonderful time,” it replies.

The hot pink sergal cock twitches, dribbling pre-cum from the tip as the sergal pulls on the rope again and again and again, making hard thrusts between the toy lost in the null bulge spit roast underneath. It keeps the rhythm going, harder, faster, tighter, ideas mulling in the back of its mind of what to do next, wanting to express some creativity when the fox toy between them could no longer contain itself, unleashing another load onto itself.

“Oh, it seems someone managed to cum before it could make either null toy release,” it musses, relaxing the ropes, giving the toys a moment to ‘relax’.

T-toy remarks, “How could you tell if they climaxed? They are null toys.”

“There are clues, and it thinks they need a bit more before they can find the nirvana of release. The difficulty of getting a null bulge toy to cum is part of the fun, and seeing you failed to do so this way, it thinks it needs a more of a hands-on approach,” it says, going over to the system that slackens the bondage ropes, it picks the set that gentle lowers T-4213 to the ground.

“What is it that you want it do?” it asks, looking up at the two hanging null bulge toys that swing back and forth, stopped from swinging too far away from each other due to the bondage ropes between them.

“Operate the rope system so when it needs them lowered, turned to their side, it makes the move and you do it, so we can have a smooth bondage rope hanging experience,” it explains, working to remove the ropes from the fox toy.

The null bulge toys tense and moan, looking into each other’s eyes, their bulges twitching and aching, making them squirm in delight and unbridled anticipation.

“Sure, sir, it can do that.”

“Oh, and one more thing,” ?-2003 says with a teasing grin, running its fingers across the toy’s chest, gathering up some of the seed on its fingers, holding it out for the fox toy to suck clean.

“W-what is it?” it inquires taking the gesture, drinking down its own juices with a slow and tender suckle.

“Keep that toy in you till we’re done, as recompense for failing to make the null toys from climaxing.”

It clenches on the toy in its rear, nodding and moaning.

“Good toy,” it says petting it, getting up, looking at the other two held up toys, “We’ll need to make a few changes,” it says, taking the blue bondage rope and unweaving it from the toys while the fox toy goes over to the rope bondage system.

R-toy squeaks, tail swishing, “What are you going to do?”

?-2003 reaches up and fondles both toy’s null bulges, the fingers dancing along the underside, the thumb pressing on the lock symbol, “Now, now. You know you shouldn’t ask your dom that. Where’s the fun if you just know every detail of what is going to happen?”

T-4213 yells, “It did that to this one too, so don’t worry, it treats us all equally.”

?-2003 grins, “This one wouldn’t say that, it treats each toy as it needs to be treated,” it says with a playful wink, pulling the toys closer together, then with a tug on their handles and help with T-toy, it lowers them till they both hang just above the ground, “Now to get you both prepped for some fun,” it musses, taking shorter ropes, tying the toy’s hands together, forcing them closer. The pull and tug of the inward pulled handle feels like a constant teasing stroke of a hard cock, but never enough to cause a climax. The pleasure of the pull goes deep into their thighs like a cock slipping into their rears, without hitting the prostate.

R-toy and S-toy stare at each other, two null toys with glasses, chests, pressing up against one another. They lean in and gently kiss each other with nothing better else to do, yet they both can’t help but keep an eye on the sergal toy that is proceeding to lock their ankle cuffs together, then sauntering over to grab a red double sided double knotted dildo, “Ah, perfect.”

The null bulge toys whip their heads in sergal’s direction, “Oh this one,” mews S-toy.

“Oh gosh,” squeaks R-toy, grinding against one another in growing anticipation.

?-2003, places the dildo against their muzzles, showing the length is long enough to push past both of their heads. It then pulls the toys’ heads back, placing the tip of each dildo into the other toy’s mouth, “Now you two can kiss,” it says, gently rubbing the back of both toy’s head, holding firm S-toy’s while it grabs R-toy’s antlers, using them as a handle to push the toy’s heads back together, sliding in each devilish inch, flooding their mouths, the dildos sinking down into their throats. Most of their vision is soon taken up by either the dildo’s knot or each other, lips kissing the base of the girthy point of no return.

“Since this one is a kind dom, loving that honey touch, fast or slow with the knot?” it asks.

Both toys mutter and mumble their answers, which is nearly impossible for anyone to hear just exactly what they could want.

“Oh? Really? Is that so?” ?-2003 asks with a playful rump sway, running its fingers through the toys’ hair, “Well if that is how you want it, who is this one to say no,” it replies, applying pressure to the toys once again. Their mouths pushed open nice and slow, stretching their jaws around the girthy knots that will lock them closer together. Bit by bit they slide across it, mouths becoming more filled, tongues helplessly squirming underneath the pressure of the knot that then… pops into place once they hit the point of no return. Their lips now kissing each other in a tight cheek filled knotted embrace, “Awe, how cute and lovely,” it says with a rump sway. It takes this time to lock their collars to one another, making it all the more impossible to pull away.

“How does that feel?”

The toys with a puffy cheek groan and moan, grinding against one another, their null bulges tightly pressing up against each other and then when ?-2003 gives both toy’s a good rump squeeze their moans grow even louder, “Oh, that’s wonderful to hear… now,” it says, gripping the toys’ combined handles, spinning them so that R-toy is facing up and S-toy is facing down, legs spread, helpless to do anything as the sergal runs its length along them.

“It hopes you’re both ready for this. Making a fuck hole out of your null bulges sounds like a fun idea, doesn’t it?” it says, grinding its cock tip against the combined compressed bulges, “How does that sound? This one’s length pressing between you two, pounding you harder and harder till… well you know,” it chuckles running its length against the outline of the pressing bulges.

The bound toys helplessly moan into the thick dildo in their mouths, grinding, pressing, squeaking against the other, their glasses able to remain on despite what is happening. Their hot breaths blow across each other, unable to look down, away from each other, blinded to the world except to each other. Unsure when the first thrust is going to hit, pressing down their sensitive null bulges and then… it hits.

?-2003’s translucent hot pink pre-cum makes the toys’ bodies tingle, ache, arousals growing, and the pleasure building when that hard throbbing length slips in between, making loud heavy squeaks. Their moans vibrate the toy in each other’s mouths, making it all the worse that S-toy is pleasantly purring, fully expressing the feline part of its hybrid nature.

With soft tender moans, ?-2003 thrusts into the sweet fuck hole it made between the cute toys, “We should make this a fun feature for customers to enjoy. What to do with two bound up null toys. Would this count as frotting if your bits are just bulges? Philosophy questions of the age. Or would this be considered even gay? Huh… curious,” it remarks, slamming its balls against R-toy bulge, the twitching sergal length oozing out more arousing toy juice, making the area slicker for even harder thrusts.

Helplessly the toys moan, and wiggle, just grinding against one another, each pulling their bondage tight, with nothing left to show for it. Their only point of ‘movement’ if you can even call it that is their arms, the sergal toy having forgotten to lock them together, giving a little bit of independent movement, but as minor as it was, it was a tantalizing evil reminder of just how bound they are, taking whatever the sergal toy has to throw at them.

This one won’t be holding itself back, it hopes you both don’t either. This one would love to see you both climax naturally from being over stimulated,” it says with a teasing grin, massaging the handles, pounding harder, using the toy’s rubber to bounce off their combined crotches to rub and slip itself in between those aching, throbbing null bugles with ever increasing delight.

Moans lost to the dildo shoved into their maws, they squirm, squeak, wiggle and slide against one another, each bit of movement is so small and minor that it is just a constant reinforcement that they can’t do anything but take it. To let their pleasure, build higher and higher. To let that sergal cock slip between them, squish and grind against their mounds as they provide a far more pleasurable hole for ?-2003 to fuck with. Good toys provide their service and that the service of the other is greater than themselves, a thought that multiplies their delight.

?-2003 shudders, its hot toy juices gushing between the toys. Wave after wave of hot pink translucent toy cum with equally potent aphrodisiac effects that make the bound toys’ current situation pleasantly worse. With a soft pant the sergal milks itself clean between the toys, grinding its cock against their rumps, making sure every drop is left between them, “Hmm, yes, it is more difficult, and which means you both have the null bulge advantage.”

T-toy calls up, “See, they are difficult.”

?-2003 nods, “Yup, and this one will make them crack, you keep doing what you are doing, this one will be right back,” it says, scampering out of the room, looking down the toy testing hallway where it sees the feline human from before, looking a bit exhausted, and a luscious smooth black and red colored fox toy, with cuffs only on its ankles and wrist. The red eyed toy with a silver tag that reads S-0370 wolf toy says to the feline, “It is sorry that our famous BDSM room is a bit tied down today, but its glad you enjoyed yourself in the other room we had free.”

“You!” exclaims ?-2003, rushing over to it.

Both turn to it, “Who, this one?”

“Who me?” replies the human hybrid.

“Sorry, the toy, it needs you,” it says, grabbing the toy by the hand, pulling it toward the room.

“Oh… okay,” it says with a soft squeak, looking to the confused human hybrid, “Sorry, we toys can be busy,” it says with a squeak, slipping into the BDSM room, the door closing behind it, leaving the customer looking dumfounded.

S-0370 remarks, “This one was told that a white and hot pink toy is to get priority today for anything it needs, but what could you need this one for?” it asks, flicking its tail.

“This one needs another toy to help it push these null toys over the edge,” it says, showing off the two sandwiched toys, “Do you think you can help this one?”

S-0370 eyes R-toy, smirking, its cock going from flaccid to rock hard in under a second, “Why yes, this one thinks it could be of much aid, helping make those null bulges quiver in delight.”

R-toy eyes go wide, “Oh deer,” it thinks, grinding harder against S-2372, which squirms helplessly in its own bondage.

?-2003 gives the new toy a soft tender kiss, “Thanks, this one appreciates the help,” it says, hands running down the toy’s back, giving the butt a playful squeeze.

S-0370 playfully growls, “This one was going to come here next anyway with another, but it can get started while the other toy is not ready yet,” it chuckles, walking over to the other toys, running its fingers along R-toy’s back, “It knows just how to make things work on it,” it says, reaching for the tool belt, pulling out a sleek blue blindfold and taking the knotted blue dildo out of its holster, “First if you don’t mind, ?-2003 that it adds a bit to this set up.”

?-2003 walks along the other side of the toys, its claws running along R-toy’s back, while its tail brushes and teases S-2372’s backside, “Go right ahead. This one can’t say no to help when it asked for it.”

With a playful grin it responds, “Perfect.” it slinks over to R-toy, taking off its classes, placing them into the holster where the blindfold was, “You won’t be needing that toy,” it says, wrapping it around the toy’s eyes, which makes the fennalope moan in delight, enjoying itself being delved into further darkness and sensory deprivation.

“Good toy, enjoy the darkness, so you may simply focus on what is important, what we, especially this one is going to do to your cute rubber ass,” it growls playfully, rubbing the dildo against the toy’s mouth, only now discovering that the toy’s mouth is already full to the brim, “That’s already been done? Damn,” it huffs.

?-2003 tilts its head, looking over the blindfolded toy, “What has?”

“Dildo in mouth.”

“Hmm, you know if you shove the toy between their null bulges it will squeeze it more as we stuff them. It’s going to turn them sidewise in a moment, once they are all prepped up,” it says, going off to grab a blindfold, removing S-2372’s glasses, blinding it as well, “Always good to be fair to the toys when they are equally held up.”

The racoon-cat hybrid toy moans and squirms, grinding harder as it pants in delight.

“Good point,” S-0370 remarks, slinking down, running the dildo along R-toy’s back, sliding it across its butt, before pushing and twisting it into place till its fully lodged between the two twitching bulges.

“Thanks. When playing with two submissives, it's best to not show favoritism, unless they both like it, and want the competition as to who is the best buttom.”

The wolf toy’s ear twitches, “Do you mean bottom?”

“Isn’t that what it just said.”

“No, you said buttom, not bottom.”

“Same difference in this case as their butts are going to be well used in a moment,” it says, grabbing the handle, turning the toys to the side so either toy has easy access to their tight clenching rears, “Wouldn’t you say?”

With a playful growl, one hand runs across R-toy’s back side, giving the ass a nice tight squeeze, while the other runs across the toys’ still bound up handle, “It would say so.”

“It thought so,” it says, grasping the handle with S-0370, letting the null toys know what is to come is going to be soon.

?-2003 and S-0370’s cock tips press against their respective toy’s holes, which clench down, ready to accept their twitching pillars of delight into them, “You know something?” the sergal toy suddenly remarks, leaning forward pressing the very tip of the cock a little harder into S-2372’s hole.

“No, this one hasn’t talked to you before, what is it?” it asks, tilting its head, pressing a bit harder into R-toy’s blue pucker, ready to slide in and remind the fennalope toy just what a lovely time it could give.

“It’s really felt like it's been doing almost nothing but sex, not that it's a bad thing at all, but to go from one to the next, to the next? If it wasn’t showing these toys a good time and it was a customer? It would really need to get cleaned up.”

“Lucky for you, this one was just cleaned after using its last customer, so no cross contamination here,” it says with a big, pleasant smile.

“That’s great to hear. How about on the count of three.”

“Sounds good to this one.”

“Okay… one… two…” their cocks pressing harder into the toys, “Wait, wait…”

With a soft woof it remarks, “What is it?” it asks, tilting its head curiously.

“Is it three then go, or on three we go?”

“This one thinks on three we go, will work the best.”

“On three we go, got it,” it says, with an affirmative nod, but it leans over and very quietly whispers into the toy’s ear, “Go on two. Throw them off so they don’t expect it.”

It smirks, nodding along, saying nothing.

“One…” the cocks press against their respective holes, the blindfolded null toys, preparing themselves for the pleasure that is about to be received, bodies quivering and aching in delight, wanting nothing more in this moment than to be stuffed.

“Two,” ?-2003 calls out, the dom toys pushing themselves in nice and deep into their toy, pushing into their sensitive insides, making them squirm and moan in surprise, which made the moment feel all the better, driving up their arousal to another plateau that they weren’t ready for, and they love it.

With firm tugs on the handle the top toys slurp their pre-cum into the toys aching holes making it easier with each successive thrust to slam into them. S-0370 then says, “If you drop that toy that’s between you two, you’ll both be punished.”

?-2003 shudders, loving what its hearing, “Oh, this one should have thought of that. It will give them something to do, to work with each other as they grind up against one another towards their climax. How fabulous,” it murrs, slamming itself hard into S-2372’s hungry rear.

The null bulge toys squirm and moan, sliding the slick and wet dildo between them, grinding their null bulges harder, not wanting the toy to slip free as its soaked in the sergal toy’s cum, which makes the job all the harder, but with each slip, the toy’s start to work in sync to push and grind the toy into place, centered on the two of them, driving the building pleasure between them all the higher.

S-0370 arches its back, feeling each squeeze and massage of R-toy’s expert rear around its length, “Hmm, yes, this one can feel how much this toy here is enjoying it, can you?”

?-2003 balls smack against S-2372’s rear, “It can, and their milking got tighter, more vigorous when you gave them the task, what a perfect,” it says, working the toy’s harder, longer, “Shall we continue to pound into them till they both cum?”

“It likes that idea, first one to make the other toy cum wins.”

?-2003 smirks, “And what would one win?”

“Bragging rights.”

“That sounds like a bet this one can take,” it says, with a nod, the hard rhythmic pounding beginning to grow all the more vigorous, fierce. The helpless toys bounce against the cocks, as they slide in and out against them again and again, each thrust sends vibrations through the toy which the other can feel. The pleasure runs through their body, simmering into the back of their minds, which is all that they can focus on being so bound, blinded and helpless. If they could see all they would be able to gaze upon is the glossy eyed look of the other null toy, lost in the ecstasy of the moment, their stubborn held back climaxes of their bulges adding to the moment in ways that only toys like themselves could describe and understand of just how wondrous it is.

Of course, the sergal and the wolf have no problem climaxing, twice over already by the time they quaking ache of desire from the null toys even starts to approach the levels considered where a climax is even possible, and both toys knew it for one reason or another.

The null toy’s well filled holes are aching for more, S-0370 hitting the prostate and every hot button within the squeaking fennalope, knowing its rear almost better than the Maker itself at this point, while S-2372 had a totally different advantage in hitting its climax first.

The hot pink sergal toy cum is loaded with that arousing aphrodisiac, which indirectly heightens every bit of pleasure, every tease, every moment, burning into its mind its drive to have some kind of little release of the mind-blowing pleasure it's currently undergoing. A normal person would have lost it by now, either passed out from pleasure overload, or climaxed. Yet the toy was conscious, coherent, and in nirvana, ready to be sent over that edge at any moment, pressing hard against the dildo that with the help of its fellow toy it managed to keep between them all this time.

Waves crashing against a cliff face, it's the only sensation that could be described of the force behind their desire to climax and yet it stands firm, unable to bow down to the pressure yet with each smashing wave the rock face grows a little weaker. Worn away in subtle ways that can’t be seen readily but over time, slowly but surely it does happen.

Kaboom, the cliff face collapses, the walls are breached, the eruption of pleasure hits, the quivering null bulge and how it pulsates uncontrollably like a climaxing dick but its the entire mound. Nothing is released, and the pressure that is released is only just so, but what relief is given is worth more than a hundred climaxes than any normal toy would feel in any given experience. And like a cascading effect, one climax brings the other toy to climax. Like an explosive chain reaction it happens so quickly that it's nearly impossible for topping toys to know which hit first and in the bliss of the moment, neither could the null toys.

“It won!” ?-2003 and S-0370 cry out in unison, slamming hard into the toys, unleashing a third load into their tight hungry milking rears, wanting to edge out a longer climax from both toys, letting them enjoy that sweet afterglow that is often lost upon them.

S-0370 huffs, “You didn’t win, this one did.”

“This one is pretty sure it won, but it matters not matter. What does matter is that these sweet bondage toys are able to reach a climax.”

The wolf toy relaxes a little, giving several more playful thrusts into R-toy’s rear, “That is true.”

?-2003 grins, “How about we give them another?”

The wolf chuckles, “That sounds fair.”

“But let's change up the set-up, how about a little sixty-nine action with them. We can have them build each other up and see how well a null toy knows how to work over another null toy. From what it has seen, toys here aren’t that experienced with it.

T-toy calls out, “It really did try.”

“It knows, and it’s pleased at your performance too,” it says with a teasing rump sway, slowly pulling itself out of the toy’s well used rear. S-2372 tightly clenching its rear, not wanting a single drop to escape it, while R-toy does much the same from the withdrawing red pleasure rocket of S-0370.

“Now that is an idea this one has not thought of, but we don’t have a lot of null toys yet so perhaps it was only a matter of time before it would,” it says with a playful wolf, gently patting R-toy’s butt.

“All ideas come in time, rather they be good or bad, but time does help weed out the bad rather quickly,” it says with a nod, gently kneading S-2372’s butt, walking over to the toy’s heads, “Could you hold them while this one doubles up their wrist bondage, it will need a bit more rope for that.”

The wolf toy rushes over,” with pleasure,” it says, grabbing R-toy’s antlers with one hand, and holding up S-2372’s head with the other, “This one is ready.”

R-toy moans at the tight grip, while S-2372 squirms helplessly unsure what is happening but feels the brief moment where its wrists are free from one another and the bondage rope.

“Thank you, it appreciates it,” it says, taking the time to hook up a new set of bondage rope to each toy so now there’s four in total connected to them, “Could you grab the dildo while it works the bondage cuffs? It doesn’t want them to cool off for too long now.”

“With pleasure,” it says, unhooking the bondage between the toy’s collars, grabbing both toy’s heads nice and firm, pulling their heads back, watching their puff cheeks shift, their mouths opening till a loud POP is heard as the knots slip out of them.

The two bound toys moan loudly, panting, letting the cool air flood their lungs, the sweet aroma of rubber and arousing delights flooding them faster than before, their hungry desires causing each of them to grind against the other.

S-0370 playfully woofs, lifting R-toy’s head, bending it back, the flexible rubber put to the test as it gives its fellow toy a long deep passionate kiss, its twitching throbbing knotted cock, grinding against S-2372’s head in the interim, till the last link holding the toys together is broken, allowing the two toys to somewhat swing freely between the other.

?-2003 practically sings out in a teasing soothing voice, “Ankles to wrists we bind them, so each other crotches they find them,” it giggles.

S-0370 tilts its head, slowly breaking the kiss, “That was just terrible, but this one likes the idea behind it.”

“This one thought you would,” it says, reaching between the null toys, grabbing the blue dildo that has slid down onto the pink toy’s belly, “And they never did drop the dildo? How nice, they deserve a reward. Which it thinks, another climax is a delightful reward,” it says, running the dildo around the outlines of both bulges, before the toys are spun around so they are in a sixty-nine position. Their arms quickly bound to the other toy’s ankle. Their heads gently nuzzle the other toys’ smooth crotch.

R-toy looks up at ?-2003, which runs the dildo against the fennalope’s muzzle, “Hello there toy, how are you enjoying yourself thus far?” it asks, bringing its hot pink member closer.

With a soft squeak it responds, “V-very good.”

It tosses the dildo onto the toy’s back, “We’ll put that there for now, so we don’t lose it, good idea, right?”

“R-right.”

“It thought so,” it says, gently running its hand across the toy’s head, playing with its antlers, “How are you doing over there, S-0730?”

The wolf toy gently runs its cock across the racoon-feline hybrid toy’s muzzle, “Doing great here thus far.”

“How about we keep everything equal, what it does, you do, what you do, it does.”

“Hmm, this one can get behind that,” it says, grinding its length against R-toy’s butt.

“Fabulous, how about we let them nurse and focus on their null bulges, they are the experts on pleasuring, and we’ll build it up from there,” it says with a playful wink, gently running its length against S-2372’s butt cheeks.

“Perfect.”

Both of the bound toys let out a soft playful moaning squeak. S-2372 and R-9375 nuzzles and lick each other’s throbbing, aching bulge with a long deep squeak. They rub their faces against the round aching, twitching mound. Their vision locked onto their crotches. Their quivering bulges ache for each lick, each rub, nuzzling. R-toy’s vision is surrounded by white and pink, the teasing toy cock grinding against its rear.

S-2372 mews, purring happily, its rough tongue licks across your bulge, pressing down on the wonderful mound, sensing the entire quivering pleasure twitching, throbbing, pushing back as it grows ever more aroused and firmer, like a quivering cock. Its vision is blocked with white latex and black and blue rubber. The sergal’s dick grinding against its rear, butt tensing ready to accept the cock to shove into it at any moment, the question as to when adds to the delectable mystery that won’t leave its mind.

?-2003 grabs R-toy’s head, the wolf toy grabbing the hybrid toy’s head in kind, “It thinks they need to rub and lick harder, nuzzle more, pushing that envelope… ah, null bulge to its limits, what do you think?” it asks with a teasing rump sway, grabbing both of R-toy’s antlers at the base of its skull, hands squeaking loudly, making the helpless fennalope toy to shudder and squeak.

“It couldn’t agree more,” it says, tightly holding onto the sides of S-2372’s head, pulling up against the rubber delightful null bulge, keeping its length grinding against R-toy’s butt, occasionally pressing its cock tip at the hole, pushing it open a little, spurting pre-cum onto the hole.

“How wonderful,” ?-2003 responds, pushing its cock tip against S-2372’s rear, spurting pre-cum onto the hole, pushing just the tip inside, while it pushes R-toy’s head nice and tight against the bulge, forcing the tight squeaking muzzle down the bulge. The quivering rubber, nostrils flaring, how slick squeaky rubber grinding against R-toy’s face, helpless to do anything but lick and suckle the bulge that is pushed up into its mouth.

Squeak, squeak, squeak, the bulges are a bundle of sensitive latex, like an external prostate, pushing the giant hot button, pumping up the pressure, making their loins grow warmer, tighter, aching further, the essence of their climax building in the damned ravine.

?-2003 teases R-toy’s head, “It loves the bondage, and the freedom found within it. This one can tell that this toy here has the same sensation. The love and embrace it feels, how… delightful,” it murrs, its cock twitches, “But we should participate more in this. A friendly reminder what we’ll be giving into their cute rumps soon?” it asks, looking to the wolf toy for confirmation.

With a playful growl, S-0370 replies, “That sounds good to this one,” it says, moving its cock to the point of contact of face to bulge. Its twitching member slipping in between the throbbing bulge, pushing down harder on it, grinding its member along S-0370’s muzzle, “Lick toy,” it commands.

S-2372 shudders, nodding, grinding its muzzle against the red twitching dick, licking and nuzzling the aching throbbing member. It kisses and suckles the entire length. It purrs happily, mewing, meowing, unable to utter a word, its focus on the tantalizing cock, which only pushes that pillar of pleasure down harder onto R-toy’s quivering bulge.

The same is playing out for the fennalope. The hot pink sergal dick pressing against its face, the delightful aroma of the sergal toy’s dick, the arousing pre-cum oozes out of ?-2003’s length, building more arousing as the juices leak onto both toys, its cock grinding against the bulge, the hungry licking muzzle, balls gently tapping the base of the null bulge, a pleasant reminder of the time not that long ago, “What a delightful sensation, a bit more, let them quiver, let them stew, let the pressure cooker of the null bulges build to the point of breaking then we’ll pump them full over and over till they can’t contain themselves anymore and blow them.”

S-0370 thinks, hands caressing the pink hybrid toy’s ears, cock grinding nice and hard, its aching knot hitting the base of the S-2372’s chin, balls tapping the underside of the hybrid toy’s snout, a gentle reminder of just how big and eager the wolf toy is.

“This one likes that idea, but it's missing something that would really be the cherry topper.”

“Oh? What are you suggesting?”

“Ball gags, so they have to really nuzzle and press themselves against the bulges, as we pound and make them climax nice and hard,” it playfully growls.

“Hmm, this one does like that idea,” it says, gently playing with R-toy’s muzzle with a gentle grind, “Sounds good, now to find a ball gag for them,” it says, looking around the room, continuing its pounding.

“This one knows where one is,” it says, reaching forward, reaching for R-toy’s toolbelt, pulling out a blue ball gag with a black rubber strap, “Give this to R-9375. It’s their favorite ball gag, it was literally made for it,” it says with a playful wink, tossing it over to ?-2003.

With ease it catches it, looking at it, “Well they had it on them, it would be a shame that if we didn’t use them, wouldn’t you agree, R-9375?” it asks, using the antlers to make the toy nod repeatedly, “Hmm, that seems like a yes to this one. There are some hot pink ball gags over there, if you want to pick one and give it to S-toy here.”

The wolf smirks, “It can do that,” it says, walking off.

?-2003 grinds the ball gag against R-toy’s lips. It gently rubs the gag before slipping it into the fennalope’s mouth. The black and blue toy squirms and moans, opening its mouth around the gag, letting it push into its mouth, forcing it open, the straps locking around its head, keeping it place. It squeaks and moans, nuzzling and grinding itself against the other toy, body growing all the more aroused, pulling and tugging against its bondage, all a constant reminder of the position it's left in.

Both bound toys shudder, the ball gag soon slipped into S-2372’s mouth. The pink big pawed toy suckles the gag, nuzzles and grinds against its fellow toy, left in aching, wanting bondage, their salvia washing over the ball gags. For the pink toy, it gurgles up, and is washing over its lips, drinking it down, enjoying the rubber hinted salvia flavored by R-toy’s shivering bulge.

S-0370 says, pressing its length against R-toy’s tight blue pucker, “Are we ready to pound and flood these two toys till they finally climax again?” it says with a gruff, squeezing R-toy’s butt, spreading its cheeks.

?-2003 smirks, “This one thinks now they are good for it,” it responds, mirroring the wolf’s toy’s action, pressing its length against S-2372’s rear. The two top toys slip into the tight holes, well lubricated from previous sessions. Their hard pillars pound into the prostate pressing their other hot button. They all moan in delight, ?-2003 arching its back, kneading the the toy’s ass.

Harder, faster, rhythmically pounding the toys, clenching holes, loud squeaks fill the room, the metal D-rings ringing out, S-0370’s knot bouncing against the aching hole, ready to pop in, making the fennalope quiver in delight, wanting to feel that delicious cock within it.

?-2003 on the other hand had a smooth ride into the wanting hole, its balls smacking against the rubber ass, white against pink, a lovely color mirrored in two of these toys. Harder, faster, quicker they pound, soon loud pops are heard from R-toy’s rear as S-0370 makes full use of its strength and the toy’s ability to stretch to pop that knot over and over again.

The sergal toy chuckles, “You might make that toy climax before it can make its toy reach its delightful sensation of unreleased release,” it says, moving its cock within the tight hole to etch out every bit of extra pleasure it can, teasing the sensitive rubber insides.

“This thinks you can do fine; it knows how skillful you are with that cock of yours,” S-0370 says with a playful wink.

It blushes a little bit, “You tease.”

“Haven’t even really gotten that far yet.”

The constant pounding into the toys, the grinding, the moaning, the helplessness, it all builds up within the null toys. Working to make them climax would be a chore for any normal person, but for the two domineering toys is a fun challenge, full of gushing hot seed into each null toy’s rear, which only makes the helpless toys feel ‘full’ and ready to burst in more than one way, making that indomitable dam keeps their climaxes in check to crack and buckle more.

Through dogged determination from S-0370 and ?-2003’s expert abilities knowing the toy form inside and out in such intimate ways, along with two previous climaxes into the null toy’s rear, they are finally brought to heal, feeling what felt like something impossible. Two climaxes in a single day through stimulation alone. A dream that was so far off from the null toys’ minds that they have never even thought to dream it, as it felt like an impossibility so outlandish, it would be like a neanderthal imagining walking on mars.

The tight grip of the null toy’s rumps, the quivering climaxes and pulsating pleasures that was pushed up against either toys’ muzzle, expressing to the other that they have both yet again reached this peak that is an Everest of difficulty to reach, and yet, it has been reached. The sexual high and tension steadily lowers, the toys are given a break to enjoy the afterglow, the knot remaining tightly lodged into R-toy’s rump till its top toy decides to slowly tug and pull it out with another pleasant loud pop and a muffled gagged moan.

S-0370 says, “That is delightful, but it senses their time is up and there are a few toys that are in need to get back to work,” it remarks, looking over to T-toy which has been teasing itself all the while, enjoying the display, its green cock aching, and quivering, a small mess of pre-cum left at its feet.

?-2003 chuckles, “That is true, this one has to accept that fact,” it says, slowly pulling out of S-2372’s rear, “We’ll get cleaned up and things ready for the next group, though its not sure who that will be… It hopes you didn’t mind S-0370 for grabbing you for this. Having two S-toys in the same room could be a little confusing.

The wolf toy tilts its head in a hint of confusion, “What do you mean?”

“Ah… well if it said S-toy it would be hard to confer who it was mentioning.”

“It thinks we can figure it out. And to answer your question, this one was next, so it didn’t mean getting a little bit of a bonus. It’s how it knows that the time is about up as this is about the time it should be arriving with A-9379. Even if it's not there, it knows that toy will probably knock on the door any minute to check.

“Ah, best to get to work then!” it says. R-toy and S-2372 taken down from their bondage. Their bodies are so heavily used that if they were anything but toys, they would not have the strength to even get up. R-9375 takes the moment to clean its toys, and helps the room get prepped for the next group.

S-2372 mews, “It really appreciates the fun you gave this one, it was lovely,” it says with a little bow, fluffy tail running across the door.

?-2003 nuzzles and kisses, “It was this one’s pleasure and…” it says turning to R-toy, tapping its nose, “This one thinks you should take that out, unless you want to walk around with a ball gag in your mouth all day,” it says with a wink.

The fennalope blushes, squeaking, and blushing, eyeing the gag, swallowing the built-up saliva in its mouth, removing the gag, “It almost forgot. It was so comfortable that it could just get lost in the moment. It loves the time we spent and thank you and S-0370 toy again for the wonderful time. We should do this again when time permits.”

?-2003 it would love that.

S-0370 moves in giving R-toy a deep passionate kiss, its cock grinding against the null bulge, slowly pulling away, leaving the toy dazed, “To remember it till later,” it says with a wink.

With a soft squeak it adjusts its glasses, “O-of course,” it says, opening the door just as A-9379 was about to knock on the door, giving both toys a little jump scare, “Oh sorry.” The sleek white and blue wolf toy, with soft feminine features, has far more white rubber with blue streaks along the top of its head down the bridge of its nose, and down its back and tail. The cuffs match with blue and black band with cursive lettering of ‘fuck toy’ on it. It has the full set of ankles, thigh, belt, upper arm and wrist cuffs, similar to though bigger than ?-2003’s own. Its collar has a silver heart shaped tag that reads its designation. Its soft blue eyes look down, bashfully, ears folded back. The toy’s red twitching cock is licked behind a blue metal chastity cage, with only the tip poking free, dribbling a bit of translucent white pre-cum.

“There you are,” the wolf toy says, a leash already in hand, grabbed from elsewhere in the room, hooking it up up to the toy’s collar and then tugging on the leash, “Come pet, we are going to show ?-2003 how we operate as a Master, Sub set of toys.”

R-toy squeaks and blushes seeing it, “Have fun.”

“We will,” it responds with a playful wink at it.

T-toy saying as it departs, “As much fun as it had, it needs to get going, but thanks again!” it says. S-2372 giving a bashful wave goodbye, as they all depart, leaving the newest toy alone with ?-2003 and S-0370.

“On your hands and knees toy, who said you could walk in here like an equal.”

“Sorry Master, this one was busy looking for you and when it couldn’t find you it rushed over and was going to knock and check here but as it turns out you were here,” it says, falling to its hands and knees, the lights now revealing the toy has a soft green, blue and pink ‘air brush’ look to its white latex.

S-toy pulls the leash, pulling A-toy toward its hard twitching length. A-toy’s vision is soon taken up by the black and red rubber, the scent of the heavily used rubber pillar, flooding its nostrils, its blue eyes pleading in delight to have a taste of Master’s length. Its member straining against the chastity cage as its hands remain on the soft rubber padded floor, clenching the ground with a squeak as a soft whimper escapes it, lost in the budding pleasure of the moment.

S-toy says, “That’s much better. You love that, don’t you? Enjoying this one’s presence? Power? Sexual prowess and strength? You just wanted to taste it, didn't you?”

With a soft whimper, bringing its muzzle closer to the cock, just short of touching it, “Yes Master. This one would love it. To taste it, take it, to have it flood my mouth once again. It couldn’t imagine anything better.”

“Good toy,” it states, looking over at ?-2003, which is currently walking around the two of them, studying every move, every reaction, rubbing its chin, its toy swaying sensually with each step.

“Well trained, eager, an understanding that is left unspoken between the two of you, through time spent, experience, and a mutual understanding of your rolls. Two toys showing off what each could do for a customer who would want to experience either end of it, or simply see an example of it so they can carry it out on their own with their loved ones, through the same mutual trust, experimentation and understanding that is required for such a sensual kinky display to take place. How absolutely,” ?-2003 says, running its hand along S-toy’s back, whispering into its ear, “Darling,” it says, pressing its length against the toy’s rear, “It could just slip into you, and watch you take this toy, make it your proper bitch toy, showing off everything that you’ve learned for this one as it gets off from the relationship you two have with one another,” it says, gently grinding its length harder against the toy’s rear.

S-toy playfully growls, “This one is a dominant toy.”

It chuckles, “This one knows that,” it says, looking down at A-toy resting its head on S-toy’s shoulder, hands caressing the wolf’s chest with a loud squeak, its cock, pressing underneath its rear, “It’s not going to dominate, it's going to participate. Give you an extra need and desire to take your submissive toy.”

It playfully moans, “What a devious toy, it likes that, but if you are going to do that, it will want you to do something for its sub afterwards,” it starts pulling the leash tighter, lifting A-toy’s head to press up against the underside of the wolf’s length, “Lick toy while we speak.”

“Yes Master,” A-toy says with an eager whine, its length straining against the cage, dribbling pre-cum. The aching pillar before it, is all it can think of. Its long blue tongue slithering out of its maw, snaking along the underside, tasting the layer of seed that has been left to dry on it, enjoying the delightful flavor, before nuzzling sensually.

“Good toy,” it says, keeping the leash pulled up tight, “You will need to provide some service to this one’s submissive. If it is to let you feel inside, it as we play.”

The sergal toy gently runs its hot pink claws against the wolf’s hard red rubber nipples, “This one can do that,” it says, pushing its cock tip into the wolf’s rear, starting to spread it, “Guess this means we have a deal, hmm?” it says licking across the wolf’s muzzle.

With a soft grunt it gently milks the sergal’s cock in its rear, its member jumping in delight, pre-cum oozing out of the tip which A-toy is happy to lick down, tongue coiling around the tip, mouth brought around the end as it nurses it, eyes locked up at its Master, who never looks away, all attention focused on it, even during the conversation with the teasing sergal toy.

The wolf toy grunts, cock twitching, gently thrusting into A-toy’s muzzle, the sleek red member steadily disappearing into the white and blue muzzle, the warm space that it knows all too well from many previous sessions, “It would certainly say so.”

?-2003 slinks in deeper, feeling every squeeze, tense moment that S-toy is giving it, the pleasure its receiving reciprocated in the but motions. The sergal’s claws continue to tease and massage, “Perfect, and don’t mind this one. It will only add to the moment, so you two can take away the show,” it says with a playful nibble along the wolf’s neck.

With a soft grunt it responds, “It won’t mind you at all,” it says, clenching on the toy’s length, feeling the sergal gently pump within its rear, a steady toying pace as it feels the mood of both toys, especially S-toy with how ‘close’ it is. It moves with each thrust, each tease, moaning softly when its bits are squeaked, balls pressing nice and tight against the canine’s ass.

A-toy is loving every moment, bobbing its head up and down on the length, feeling its own aching desires, knowing that this is what it wants, sharing a moment with its dom toy. How even though they are both sexual objects that it is even below other toys, driving it into a further lustful stupor. It drives down deep into that twitching cock, lips sliding across the knot with expert precision, tongue lapping at the bulge, chin feeling the heft of the balls smacking against its chin.

Occasionally the wolf closes its eyes, moaning loudly, hands remaining down on the ground, rump hiking, tail wagging, thrusting into the air, letting the metallic lock clink against the chastity, a soft yet constant reminder that aches so good. It looks up again, eyes meeting with its Master, expressing without words the joy it feels to be of service, to have purpose, to be such a good toy for another, regardless if it's another toy or not. It feels each thrust of ?-2003’s length into its Master’s rear, as it makes the cock twitch, throb, spurt of pre-cum, making it feel warmed and delighted that so much is going on.

?-2003 on the other hand feels every bit of pleasure that A-toy is giving to its Master toy. Each clench, moan, soft delighted whine that slips out of S-toy’s mouth, the brushing of its tail against the sergal’s body. Hidden signs of love, acceptance, and pleasure expressed to it, driving the canine wild, hidden under the strong powerful demeanor that it happily displays before its submissive, “That’s wonderful. It’s so happy, so eager. It is sure it can’t wait to have you flood its mouth,” it teases.

S-toy grunts, panting, arching its back, thrusting harder into its submissive mouth, tugging hard on the leash to make each thrust deeper, harder, building the budding pleasure till it can’t be held back any longer. The submissive wolf deserving Master’s essence to flood within it, the ultimate expression of bonding pleasure between the two, all unleashed in thick rubbery loads of toy cum, “Very good toy, so very good, you please this one greatly,” it says with a pleasant groan.

A-toy couldn’t be more pleased to be treated by the warmth and taste of Master’s seed. It hungrily drinks it down, its own cock twitching and dribbling pre-cum with each gulp it swallows. And what’s more it knows this is just the start.

S-0370 nuzzles against the sergal toy, reaching back to give its ass a firm smack, “Okay, you had that, now give back to its submissive.”

?-2003 softly moans, “With pleasure,” it teases, nuzzling the wolf, pulling out slightly, “Spread your legs, this one has a bit of an idea to provide some fun.”

It raises an eye ridge, “Alright,” it says.

“Thank you,” it replies, laying on its back, sliding down between the toy’s legs, taking a little pit stop over to A-toy’s caged cock. Slowly, tenderly it licks the cage, drawing in the dripping pre-cum into its mouth.

The wolf toy moans, grinding itself against the expert tongue, “Ohhh,” it all it manages to escape from its mouth, after popping its maw from its Master’s length.

“There’s more to come,” ?-2003 teases, giving only a few more moments before sliding far enough back, gingerly lick across the toy’s pucker, gripping its butt cheeks, massaging them, using the toy as leverage to thrust its itself up so its cock runs along the underside of S-toy’s member, their balls pressing up against one another.

The wolf toy smirks, “Ah, now it sees what you are getting at,” it chuckles.

A-toy licks its lips, wrapping its mouth around both members as it starts round two, enjoying each loving, pleasing moment, pushing their limits and hungry delights. Their lust knows no bounds, and they love it that way, and when the toys get their fill, A-toy leans happily against S-toy, softly saying, its belly and rear full of both toy’s essence, “That was delightful.”

S-toy nuzzles, “This one couldn’t agree more.”

?-2003 smiles, “Wonderful, though its sure the next toy is eager to see this one, it hopes you two have a good day and we’ll shall do this again soon. After all, its not going anyway.”

“Sounds perfect,” S-toy growls dominantly tugging on the leash, pulling A-toy into a deep passionate kiss as they leave.

“Have a good time!” it says with a rump sway, taking a moment to wonder which toy it gets next…” it mutters, looking down at the hallway, “Perhaps it can find one…” it says with a grin, waiting a moment for the other toys to clear out before it makes its way out of the room, “Hopefully no one takes it till it gets back,” it says, moving onto the store floor, with a teasing rump sway.

The store is as busy as ever, everyone doing their part to make things run smoothly, the scent of the cafe hinted from this far away, mostly covered by the aroma of latex, rubber and leather, amongst the various scented polishes that each toy is using on this day.

Like a hunter searching for prey, it pops into the BDSM aisle, listening in on conversations, and one in particular catch it attention.

A meekly feminine voice says, “This particular bitch suit has extra padding on the knees and elbows for extra long-term wear. It has a special zipper here that can be used to let out the bits of your partner, for play or to show off how contained or lack thereof they are,” it says with a soft tender squeak.

“I see… I’ll take this into consideration. I need his measurements anyway, but this could be exactly what I am looking for our anniversary.”

“How wonderful, it hopes it turns out to be memorable.”

“Thanks,” says the customer.

“Oh, one more thing you can get for the model if you want.”

“Oh, what is it?”

“You could get a null bulge, where you can slip your partner’s bits into the hole, and pump it full of air, making them look like a null bitch suited toy,” it says with a soft playful yip.

“An interesting idea, but I like to play with my partner’s junk, but I appreciate the knowledge.”

“With pleasure sir,” it says with a loud squeak.

?-2003 takes a peek down the aisle, catching the view of the helpful femboy toy as it finishes bowing to the customer. A sleek white belly, black bodied, blue striped toy with minty green handles and cock. The anthropomorphic fox toy looks aroused and ready but returns to its work. Its unique magenta-colored cuffs with black band stand out from the traditional cuff look of other toys. Its green collar with a silver tag reads, “Z-5361.” The toy’s arms have dazzling blue stripes that match its tail.

?-2003’s length twitches at the sigh, swaying its rump as it stands tail, proud and saunters over to it, “Target acquired.” It looks over the toy, gently dancing its claws along its back, making the fox shudder and moan, “Hello there, this one is thinking you could help it with something.”

Z-toy spins around looking at the cute femboy sergal toy, catching itself on words at first thinking it was a customer, “Oh, this one will be pleased to help… oh, this one has seen you about the store before, you are new.”

“You’re a little new yourself, aren’t you?”

“Ah… only two weeks off the molding,” it says with a blush.

“Wonderful… Well, this one has been showing other toys some fun, and it knows Maker has plans for it, but they may not be ready yet. Perhaps you’d like to help this one kill some time for a little bit?”

“Sure, what can this one do for you?” it asks.

“Just follow this one and it will run a little playful test,” it says, its claws dancing across the twitching length, tugging the toy forward back toward the BDSM room. The fox lets out a soft delighted moan, grinding itself against the toy’s expert teasing fingers.

“Yes Sir, this one was told if you happened to come around it is to help you out.”

“Oh?” it asks with a sly grin, “This one has heard that before, it wonders if Maker has all the toys that,” it musses, rubbing its chin with one hand, pulling it away to open the door to the toy testing room its been in, which smells heavily of toy polish and the fun romps it has had.

The smell of sex heavy in the room, the scent of latex even heavier. The fox toy swallows a lump in its throat, its cock twitching as it enters, “S-so, what can this one do for you then as you wait for… whatever it is?”

The door closes with the help of the sergal’s foot, its hands gently caressing its length, “Disable anything that will prevent you from climaxing, but don’t climax because this one says, it wants you to try not to climax even though it will tease you to do so. Call it a little fun game…”

Z-toy shivers at the thought, “A-ah, this one can do that yes. It can climax as a normal user can,”

“Fabulous,” it says, its claws running down along the toy’s cock, giving a few slow tender squeezes and strokes, “A little warm up is good, don’t you think?”

With a soft grunt and a playful yip, it thrusts into the sergal’s hand, bringing a finger to its mouth to gently bite, “That sounds wonderful Sir.”

“Please, call this one Master, it sounds a bit more exciting that way, don’t you think?”

With a soft moan it responds, “Yes Master.” The green aching pillar twitches, pre-cum leaking from the tip, the toy’s thumb running across the cock head, making it listen with the toy’s own juices, while pulling it over to an X shaped bondage rack.

“Good toy, let this one remove the constraints of choice from your mind, so you may focus only on the struggle. The delight it will bring to you. Your mind is free from decision so you can focus on only the bliss it will bring to you, and the game we’re going to be playing,” it says with a playful wink.

“Yes Master,” it says, sliding onto the bondage table, laying on the soft red cushions, its wrists and ankle cuffs being used to lock itself to it. The rack itself is angled at a forty-five-degree angle, giving plenty of access to everything and with a big hole for its tail and rear, anything it's now Master wants to access it can.

“Such a good toy, eager to please, and play the game,” it responds, the claw tip running across the cock head, playing with the cum slit. It moves in closer to gently blow across the cock head, making it twitch, “Are you ready for us to begin?”

Z-5361 moans, letting out a playful yip, thrusting up against the teasing, cock aching hard, pre-cum slowly sliding out of the length when the sergal toy grips the base and does a nice slow pump, “This one is very ready Master. It will last as long as it can.”

“Good, for this one wants to do the same to you,” it says with a playful wink, its rubber fingers dancing across the entire length. It gently caresses the member, rubbing it along its own twitching member, gliding its hot pink cock across the toy’s own, “It feels you twitching, it can sense when you are growing near. That little buildup is a devilish delight, isn’t it? That tenseness you feel in your throbbing rubber? You can’t help it can you?”

“No… it loves it,” it moans, grunting, tail swishing quickly, brushing against the ground with a loud squeak, butt clenching, the bondage rattling as its limbs tug and pull on them out of instinctual reaction rather any real desire to escape from its current predicament.

“Wonderful,” it says, gently grinding itself against the green member. It caresses both together, sliding, squeaking, climbing on top of the toy, pressing itself down, letting the balls touch and rub against one another, “There are so many ways to build up your aching desire, then just touching your pleasure rod,” it teases, pressing its chest against the toy, moving in closer to lick across the toy’s lips, “Don’t you agree?”

Z-toy moans, gasping for air, body just aching for more, tugging at the constraints, “Yes, oh fuck yes this one does Master,” it says, grinding harder, its moan suddenly cut off by a deep and long passionate kiss. The sergal toy’s tongue diving into its mouth, coiling around its own, the sergal’s free hand moving down to run its finger across the sensitive green handles. It gets lost in the moment pleasure rises, when slowly the sergal breaks, pulling away, giving one last lip tug, before sliding back down.

“You’re really liking your bondage, aren’t you?” it says, nuzzling along the underside of the toy’s length, flicking along the base, while both hands hold and caress the rest, keeping it pointing up into the sky.

“Hmm, yes, this one loves it Master.”

“Good toy, it thought so,” it says, tilting its head, nibbling and suckling along the soft rubber underside, a single digit running across the cock head, the sergal toy, positioning itself, partially under the table, “And this one will give you more, but it needs to feel you edge at least ten times, then we can move over to something a bit heavier. Question though, what’s your safety word and are you need to do anything any time soon?”

“Cherry is its safety word and it has no major duties except serving customers for the day.”

“How wonderful, this one can at least know,” it says, trailing off licking the cock head, tongue coiling down the length looking up into the toy’s needy eyes, its soft hot pink glow expressing the teasing dominance. Their eyes expressing each other’s wants, desires, hands trailing away from the length, moving over to the handles.

Z-toy reads the devilish grin, that tongue slithering across its length, the pressure building up to higher levels, the pressure getting to it, balls churning in preparation for a climax. Then the sergal grips its handles, tensing, squeezing, making it moan arching its back, blocking more of ?-2003 vision till just the eyes are visible, ass clenching down on nothing wanting to feel a bit more that’s ready to send it over the edge… Then the sergal pulls away, that little spurt from its cock tip, the start of what of something that could have been.

“That’s one,” ?-2003 teases, waiting a moment, blowing on the wet cock, helping it ‘cool off’ before licking the cock clean, “How about we get to a hands-free edging? How about that? It’s sure you’ll enjoy it,” it giggles, holding the handles tight, sliding further under the table, forcing the fox to support more of its weight, pulling it against the bondage that keeps it nice and tightly held into position so its member can press at the needy fox hole.

It moans loudly, closing its eyes, wanting to focus on the fading feeling of its near climax, the slow return to the constant ache and throb, which put it so much on edge. The warm member twitching against its rear, clenching down, ready to feel it slip in, “It feels good Master,” it manages to say, opening its eyes to see the sergal give a playful wink.

“Fabulous,” it teases, slipping its member slowly into the aching warm hole. Both toys let out a moan as the member goes in all the way, balls tapping its butt, “A nice warm up, but it’ll get better soon, trust this one.”

With a moan and a huff the fox toy clenches its rump against the cock as it squeaks its way into it. The rhythmic thrusting starts slow, steady, but the pleasure from it is more than just the feeling of a delicious cock penetrating its rear, smashing into its prostate making its twitching member move with each forceful thrust. It’s the slip of the sergal toy’s grip around its handles. The firm tug and pull on its thighs, straining its rubber in a way that can only feel wonderful. Each firm thrust up, the pull grows, each pull out, it is pulled on its handles in a different way, constantly alternating teasing on this sensitive part of its body which trickles down to the warming ball of delight within its loins, that only burns hotter and hotter, still so close to that precipice from not that long ago.

?-2003 doesn’t stop, it hits the buttons faster, harder, pleasure building up for it, conveying the delight that Z-toy is giving to it in its matching moans, looks of delight and balls slapping the toy’s butt. Its member twitches and strains, ready to flood the toy’s rear with its seed. The arousing pre-cum filling the fox’s hole, upping the ante that could lead to the fox folding, and unleashing itself.

Faster, harder, greater force thrust into it, the fox’s rear milking that cock for all its worth. Its gaze is broken time and time again from deep lustful moans, and jingling of bondage, helpless to do anything except to take the teasing and then it feels itself grow closer, the member jerking up and down ready to blow, the sergal ready to unload itself into it. Slamming harder and harder into it, the moment building to the point of no return, all it needs now is a little push when…

?-2003 pulls out at the last moment, unleashing a stream of hot toy see onto the fox’s butt and tail, the sergal enjoying its releasing, gasping and looking up to the ceiling, expressing the ecstasy, letting the fox just… taste the delight it almost had, “Hmm, yes. That’s two now. Climaxing into a toy can be a delicious trigger, but if it pulls out before that happens… well a nice edge for you, don’t you think?” it asks, the hot translucent pre-cum panting the fox’s butt and tail.

Z-5361 feels the hot seed flood across its rear, the point of no return pressed upon in its mind and body, but the pressure was just not enough to send it tipping over the edge, slowly pulling itself back. A needy whimper escapes its throat, taking slow deep breaths trying to keep itself calm and collected, body and mind screaming for just that little push, as it is nice and held back… which makes keeping any control all the worse, “Please don’t stop. It loves this so.”

?-2003 caresses the needy length, giving a few agonizingly slow pumps to drain it of the buildup pre-cum, letting it roll over the toy’s length and fingers, “Oh it plans not to. It has a few kinky ideas it wants to show you, and we have many edgings to go before it hangs you up and leaves you to stew.”

“That sounds wonderful,” it says, shuddering. It’s edging torment getting underway, brought to the cliff before it is yanked or gently pulled back from it. So many ways to hit the edge, and so many ways to pull one back from the cold turkey, to cool down, to the slowing of pleasure, hitting just below the edge to make it feel like that edge is lasting forever while pulling one farther away from it. That particular was the most recent when ?-2003 pleasantly says.

“Ten. Now, let's get you prepared for the next stage of your confinement and edge-a-thon,” it says, gently squeezing and playing with the fox’s balls for just a moment before removing its constraints, “It knows exactly the kind of special bondage to put you into. It’s one of its favorites when it comes to this kind of play, but we’ll find the toy only extreme one as that will work best for such a good edging toy like yourself,” it says, helping Z-toy off the bondage rack, guiding it with a gentle pull and tug along its aching green cock.

“S-sure… whatever you say Toy Master,” it says, following along, lost in its sexual stupor, loving it so much, and it being a toy is what gives it the ability to even this easily last this way. Mind lost in delightful bliss as they move through the room stopping at a pure white rubber vac bed with a unique bulge shape in the center and a pump tube sticking at the base, and a little wire remote control.

“Ah, this is perfect, the self-sealing null filling vac bed, model two A,” it says, lifting the vac off its hanging hooks, laying it on the ground, running its finger across the rubber seal, having the rubber part, revealing the dark opening, “Slip inside, this one will help make sure everything fits.”

Z-toy moans, “Yes Toy Master,” it says, laying down, wiggling into the black rubber void with loud rubbery squeaks, wiggling in feet first.

“Here, let this one help you,” it says, grabbing the toy’s hip handles, pushing it into the bed, sliding it along the back where a nice thick butt plug is suddenly running along its tail and thigh, “Good thing toy’s eyes glow, helps it find things,” it giggles, reaching through the white rubber, licking the butt plug, making sure it’s nice and lubricated before sliding it into the other toy’s rear, “There we go.”

The fox moans, clenching on the plug as it spreads its hole, shuddering, cock twitching, spurting a bit of pre-cum when it reaches the point of no return, the pressure of the toy lodged within it feeling so good. It looks up at ?-2003’s hanging bits, its cock tip hanging just over its lips that it wants to just reach up and give a soft lick…

When suddenly ?-2003 does the same to the fox’s length, cleaning up what mess it just made, “Good toy, now to get your bits locked into this little storage area,” it says with loud squeaks, the rubber bed stretching the flow of air in and out from each move the toy makes, causes a wave of cool air to run across the fox, making this moment of delight all the better… or worse depending how you look at it. The sergal guides the twitching fox cock into a compartment in the vac bed, the hole is small and tight, the rubber stretching around the length, the member feeling two layers of rubber running across either side, making it yip constantly.

“There we go. The cock is in the bulge compartment,” the sergal teases, slipping out of the bed, letting the rubber return to its natural state, now tightly running across the fox’s body, “If you want to take a pose now is the time, otherwise you’ll be trapped as you are soon.”

“Thanks for the warning, Toy Master,” it moans, soon the white rubber turns black, as its delved into darkness, stretching and sliding its limbs across the rubber, feeling it creak around it, each breath filling and then vacuuming the bed ever so slightly, making it shiver, knowing just how tight this is going to be.

“This is going to be fun, it's a design that it knows well… for some reason…” ?-2003 mutters, sealing the bed with the press n seal rubber technology, leaving the toy completely trapped within, but then instead of grabbing any form of vacuum, it goes over the null bulge, the toy’s cock twitching within the area, expressed slightly as the member is outlining just a hint of this extra thick area of rubber. It grabs the remote, which has a seal and release button and a dial. It hits the seal button, and the air is pulled out of the bed, flooding into the the null bulge, which grows large, and thick, squeezing and caressing the green cock in a ballooning rubber bulge, while the rest of its form is locked away into a tight vacuum across its form.

A muffled moan is heard thanks to the sergal toy’s sharp hearing, “This one said you’d love it.”

Z-toy is lost in a seal of delight and ecstasy, held so tightly but the rubber around it, moaning and aching, not needing to breathe but loving how it's put into such a helpless and exposed state. Its cock squeezed by even greater pressure and pleasure due to the null bulge expansion. It’s held up helplessly by the thick rubber walled embrace and then… it gets better.

?-2003 turns the knob on the remote, the vibrating eggs within he butt plug and on either side of the null bulge start up, sending pleasuring delighting pleasure into the eager toy, making its moans and squirms grow louder and more visible. It takes a moment to run its hand across the smooth white rubber, feeling every twitch and jerk the fox helplessly makes with the bed, its other hand on the bulge giving it a firm squeeze, which squeezes the rubber walls all around the fox’s cock, “Come now, you can maybe climax if you try… or just edge again,” it says, the fingertips dancing along the null bulge that is heavily expressed through the vac bed, the rubber hiding any signs of the fox’s length.

Z-toy moans helplessly, able to feel its Toy Master’s hand caress and tease itself. It tries to buck into the delightful bulge, wanting to edge out that sweet climax, being drawn so close as it builds higher and higher, all attention on the building pleasure when… the sergal pulls away just in the nick of time, leaving the toy to gush out gobs of pre-cum that were preparing for the climax that just didn’t come, “Thank you Toy Master, this is wonderful,” it thinks, moaning into the rubber. Then there’s movement, its body tugging against the rubber walls as the bed is lifted right side up.

It shudders, its member twitching within its confines, ass tightly squeezing the plug that’s teasingly vibrating against its prostate. Its hips bucking against anything making the bed wobble and squeak, then it feels a gentle cup along its crotch, and a whisper through the rubber that it can just barely hear.

“Relax toy. You’ll be in here for a while. Don’t worry, we’ll get you down after a bit, once you’ve cooled off,” ?-2003 says, lifting the bed back onto the holding hooks, leaving the fox to squirm and moan helplessly into place, “You’ll make a lovely ambiance to the room for customers it thinks. It’ll talk to maker and see if it can leave you there for a week and get customer’s opinions,” it says, giving the bulge one last grope, a single finger then running across the center, pushing down just hard enough to barely ‘touch’ the hidden cock underneath, with such expertise that only a toy with such intimate knowledge of the bed could do with such precision.

?-2003 walks away from the Z-toy outlined vac bed, like some kind of anime battle winner, hips swaying teasingly with each step, making its way toward the door, “Now…” it says, running a finger across its lips, gently suckling it as it thinks, “What to do next…”

The door creaks open, “This one has a few ideas,” says a revealing sleek white and orange anthropomorphic feline toy. It leans against the door frame with soft blue eyes looking over the sergal. The toy’s ankle and wrist cuffs are orange and black, with bold lettering that reads “Fuck Toy” The toy’s collar has a golden tag that reads S-4375.

?-2003 saunters over to it, “Head of customer service fulfillment toy. What ideas do you have?” it asks with a playful murr.

“This one and its fellow toy would like to know more about what you’ve come across and learned. After spending so many hours using equipment in this one room…” it says looking over everything, motioning for its fellow toy to come out of the hallway.

A sleek white belly black bodied, purple stripe feline toy steps into view. The toy has similar gear set up as the other feline toy with magenta cuffs on a black band with bold lettering saying “Fuck Toy” but this toy has matching handles on its hips and back. Its collar has a golden tag that reads “X-4375.” The toy lets out a playful mew, moving its long magenta fading to blue butt length hair away from its face, showing off a pair of black rubber horns peeking through, “This one has been hearing so much about the work you’ve been doing with the toys here, and it wants to know what you’ve learned thus far,” it says, grabbing S-toy’s hand, leaning in close to it.

“Oh, a pair of toys working together, how wonderful,” ?-2003 says with a slow rump swaying, its hot pink cock twitching at the sight of them, “And this one has learned a few things about this particular room set up. And since you are here, it thinks it would be best to start with what it did to alter this room to add a little bit of spice and ambiance to it. To really make the customers that come here to try out our toys that there could be a bit of long term bondage fun in store if they play their cards right.”

S-toy mews, “We don’t allow that as the rooms have to be cleaned between uses and limit room usage to fifteen minutes to keep the back up. Maker assigned you this room for all your fun today, which is getting close to being done.”

X-toy looks over the room, doing a little walk around the edges, “It can feel the energy of the events that played through here. The smell of loving rubber delights all over the place. If they were customers, they’d be so pleased and happy,” it says with a soft purr.

The sergal nods, “True, now let it show you one thing it did,” it says motioning them to the other side of the room where the helpless bound fox toy is currently squirming and moaning, the faint sound of vibrators rocking the toy could be heard from where they stood, “We have some things like this on display in the store, but having it in the room itself? Where can a customer get an idea of how it could look in a more private setting? While really get a hint of a ‘living’ room, where things are constantly happening, and they are just passing through.”

S-4375 mews, walking up to the held-up toy, looking over it. Reaching out to gently run its hands across the toy’s legs, which squirms and wiggles within its tight confinements, “Which toy is in here?”

“That would be Z-5361. It checked if they had any vital functions before setting them up for long term wear. It had a feeling they’d be a good fit when it was in between testing other toys, especially some very cute null bulge toys.”

X-toy moans softly, its cock twitching, “You had a lot of fun with the null bulge toys?” it asks.

“Yup, S-2372 and R-9375. We used the pulley system that’s part of the ceiling of the room, which does bring it up to one concern, but one thing at a time.”

The orange feline toy gives the bulge a playful squeeze, listening to the toy moan before turning its attention back to the other two, “It was wondering where it went. It had to check security to make sure there was no theft, but then it saw you grabbed it, but it had to make sure where it went. A toy going missing is a serious issue.”

?-2003 gives a cordial bow, ears folding back, “Apologies, this one didn’t mean to cause any issue.”

“Nothing major. Maker did give you free reign to do as you please… for the most part. And what you get from using all the toys and this room will be vital in improving our services. So please depart upon us with your wisdom and concerns.”

X-toy walks over to the control devices for the pulley systems, “What’s wrong with them? They work wonderfully last we checked, and that was yesterday. We wanted everything prepared for you when you arrived.”

“They worked great, but this one needed another toy there to get the full use of them. It was a two-person job, or in this case a two toy job, and it thinks if a remote control system could be used to release or hold the ropes as we move and guide the toys around the room for whatever position we want them to have them in, it would ease the burden on users and customers. Could be sold as a more advanced model for those who want to add a bit more solo possible fun. But with that, there would have to be a built-in safety mechanism, one that would not require batteries or that when batteries die or after a point of being idle the ropes would go slack to prevent accidents. Safety is important you know,” it explains with an affirmative nod.

X-toy nods along, checking the pulley systems as they talk, “Yes, this one can see how that would be valuable and important, it's a good idea… though it is very curious how the null bulge toys worked out,” it says with a bashful blush.

“We’ll get to that in a moment, sweetly. Are there any other suggestions that could be made?”

“This one is minor, but for safety reasons it would think having the toy only vac beds in a toy testing room though nice, if two customers manage to sneak back here without toy supervision… it could lead to an unfortunate accident. It loves the fact that it was here for that one over there,” it motions to the moaning toy, “But, safety.”

S-toy nods, mewing softly, “Good catch. It’s not sure how that happened, but we’ll ensure such safety precautions are taken. Customer safety is top priority when it comes to their enjoyment fulfillment.”

“Exactly.”

X-toy slinks over, gently running its hands across S-toy’s back, mewing softly, playfully grinding against its partner toy, “Is there any other safety issues that are of concern?”

?-2003 rubs its chin looking around the room, “Nothing that is extremely pressing. Nothing is going to be perfect, but having general safety is key,” it says with an affirmative nod.

“Does that mean you can tell this one more about the null bulge toys and what happened there?” it asks with a playful mew, grinding harder against S-toy.

The orange feline toy reaches back, gently rubbing its fellow toy’s hips handle, “It thinks it's about time we talked about that. X-4375 loves the bulges, and tested the null bulge design work with Maker when it was undergoing its first trials over here at the store.”

“They are lovely.”

?-2003 smirks, sauntering over to the toys, running its hand across S-toy’s chest, reaching down to give the twitching length a playful fondle, “It was very intriguing, so this is what it learned about them and how it works…” it says about to go into more details when S-toy interrupts.

“This one and its paired toy would love to hear more in-depth detail but.”

?-2003 tilts its head, “But what?” it inquires, hiking its rear, swaying its butt.

“This room needs a very deep cleaning. Hours of sex between multiple toys? The systems used, bound up like they were? Everything needs a clean, polish, count, and a steam cleaning. We can talk and work, right ?-2003?

“Of course, we did a little cleaning up earlier with the other toys while we could. Cleanliness is very important to keeping everyone safe and healthy,” it says with an affirmative nod, “And this one has no qualms about talking about its ideas and what it has learned as we cleaned.”

X-toy leans against S-toy, “Have you been cleaned?”

“Ah, this one tries to keep itself clean but it hasn’t gotten steamed or anything.”

S-toy grins, “Why don’t you get the steam cleaning equipment, and we can steam this dirty toy down as we talk.”

With a soft mew the purple feline toy scampers off across the room, approaching a hidden rubber door, where it slides it open, revealing a utility closet with a chute off to the side. It pulls out a steam cleaner, filling it with cleaner and disinfectant, unplugging it from its charge station, “It’ll be ready in just a moment. It hopes you don’t mind getting steamed.”

?-2003 giggles, “This one does love to make things hot and steamy,” it says with a soft murr, sauntering over to S-toy, reaching over to gently caress the feline’s length, “Now, shall we get back to talking? It can’t clean the rest of the place till it's clean.”

S-4375 purrs, caressing the sergal’s hot pink length, “Come now, relax or this one will give you a cold shower and then steam you.”

“Oh fine. This one will be good,” it says with a playful giggle, looking at the X-4375, “Do you need any help with the cleaner?”

“This one has it, but thank you for asking,” it responds, the machine humming, the water churning, the toy taking a moment to test the steaming end, seeing the white mist fan out, “Perfect. Don’t mind this one as you talk about those… bulges,” it smirks, working to steam along the sergal toy’s back.

?-2003 murrs softly, spreading its arms, hiking its tail, feeling the hot water wash across its body, making it shudder in delight, “Oh that does feel nice,” it mutters, feeling similar to what an organic would feel “Well the bulges are very unique when it comes to their sensitivity. It would say it probably rates in sensitivity somewhere between a user’s shaft and cock head, sort of like how handles are to toys.”

S-toy nods along, grabbing a few cleaning clothes from the steam cleaner, watching the water bead across the sergal’s back, sliding down its butt, dripping onto the floor, “This one does understand handle sensitivity,” it purrs, using the clothes to squeeze and rub X-toy’s back handles.

The purple feline mews, “Oh it feels so good,” it says with a soft shudder.

“It is, now this one knows its rear hasn’t been used too much today but can’t hurt to give it a little bit of steam,” it says, wiggling its rear, hands running down its sides with a long drawn out squeak, cheeks being pulled apart for them, showing off its cute hot pink pucker.

X-toy wastes no time in turning the steamer vent around to shoot up along the toy’s tail and butt, enjoying the soft moans, eyes locked on the glistening latex, which is wiped down by S-toy taking the opportunity to do so, “This one can understand such feelings.”

“Trying to convey that to users when they play? Well, that will be a bit difficult with what technology we currently have, but we’ll work on it, that is for sure. But what we can do is possibly drum up interest for it over time. Build-up the market for when it’s ready to be released to the users… or lack of release if it really goes pretty good. Then again, there is a difference between releasing a climax, and unleashing your load. The null bulge toy climaxes and interactive bulges that stiffen the closer they get to their climax? Then quiver and quake under the force of their heightened pleasures? It’s a wonderful power trip that can lure in a lot of dominant customers who want a challenge perhaps.”

S-toy purrs, “Yes, this one can see about that, a lot of curious ideas with what you’ve come up with. Getting a null bulge toy to climax is difficult if not doing it by command.”

X-toy takes the moment to move over to the front of the sergal, letting the hot steam run across its form, along its twitching hard length, the arousing aroma the toy lets out, making it tense and clench its rump, a brief moment imagining that member filling it crosses the toy’s mind, but it keeps focus as it works.

?-2003 doesn’t help the situation, arching its back, moaning in delight, running its claws through its short rubber hair, “One has to think of it like a puzzle. Focusing merely on the bulge will rarely bring about the results required. It needs to be handled in other ways too, physically, mentally, orally, anally, a lot of lly’s now it thinks about it… hmm a strange way of it thinking that way…” it says with a squeaky chin rub, “But you get what it means right? Needing to use a lot of variable stimuli to draw out the null bulge toys to climax.”

The orange feline runs the cloth along the toy’s butt, cleaning its tail thoroughly, “This one is well aware of the unique traits of our null bulges,” it mews, looking over to X-toy who stiffens and blushes, “It was a delightful challenge.”

The purple feline toy takes the time to clean the rest of the sergal as it responds, “This one couldn’t agree more, and that thinks you’ve been steamed clean, now we can get to work on the rest of the room.”

?-2003 grinds itself against the orange feline, “This one couldn’t agree more, though, give that toy over there a little steaming. It bets it will feel wonderful and it will help bring out a shine in the post polishing as it hangs there.”

X-toy looks over at the squirming bound fox toy, smirking, “With pleasure.”

As the toys clean, ?-2003 goes over any other information it obtained when playing with the other toys, each squeaky delicious moment, the drawing out of climax and how having a null bulge climax felt against the toy’s length, amongst other things, the conversation ending when it says, “Which it thinks given certain play we could drum up some an interactive advertisement in the store. Nulge week, where we can have customers test out null shorts and bulges and have toys work to build up the customers to make them climax as a little coupon dealio.”

X-toy almost creams itself listening onto the toy, which is not helped by S-toy’s constant teasing, “It thinks it will give that idea a great deal of thought and run it by Maker with you when the time comes.”

“Well, that be easy, Maker already heard us,” ?-2003 says pointing across the room, seeing the sleek black, white and blue toy standing in the door frame. The other two toys turn and jump in surprise.

X-toy mews, “Maker, pleased to see you, is our time with this new toy of yours already over? It was describing everything that happened earlier today in such detail that it couldn’t help but feel a little excited.”

S-toy purrs, gently pressing itself up against its fellow toy, “?-2003 has been very helpful in furthering our developments and improvements we can implement in the near and distant future Maker.”

The sergal toy runs its claws along the two feline toys’ chins as it passes them up, to go to its Maker, “It hopes you enjoyed its ideas that you managed to hear.”

“A nulge week might be very entertaining though we’ll have to smooth out any details so it could be fun and engaging and not overly bearing and taxing of our customers.”

“But of course, Maker. It would be pleased to provide some ideas and suggestions as we progress with the idea.”

It mews, gently rubbing the sergal toy’s twitching hot pink member, enjoying how it grinds against its paws, “You’ve been very busy and eager, haven’t you ?-2003?”

It moans softly leaning in close, “Very much Maker, and it will be pleased to show you how eager it is when you are ready and willing to let it,” it says with a playful wink.

It raises a finger pressing it against the sergal’s lips, which quickly begins to suckle the digit. The toy moans, “Ahh, that’s tomorrow, toy, the day before you are completely completed.”

It pops its lips from the feline’s digit, “Completely completed? This one thought it was done already.”

“Done being the gay toy you are meant to be, yes, but done with the whole process. That’s another day still, but won’t that be lovely? No longer needing to be in the mold.”

“The mold is nice though Maker,” it says, with a slow and teasing rump sway, “It’s very calming.”

“We all know it too well, but the molds are for adjustments and making completed toys, no point in using valuable molding space on a toy that is complete, wouldn’t you say?” it asks, reaching down, giving the sergal’s balls a playful fondling squeeze.

It shudders and moans, “No Maker, it certainly can't argue with that logic. Time to head back to the molding? Second to last before it's done?”

“Yup, second to last,” it says, giving the toy’s member a playful tug, “And it’s been glad you’ve been enjoying yourself so thoroughly, giving it your all in a way that it really hoped you would.”

“This one does like to do its very best, may it be big or small. Important or insignificant, it's always valuable to do your job well, regardless of what it is.”

“That’s a nice sentiment toy,” it says, pulling it out of the room, looking back at the other two toys, “It apologies for taking the toy so soon, it knows you were having a bit of a steamy conversation, but it needs to get back into the mold.”

S-toy purrs, “It’s alright Maker.”

X-toy adds, “Not a problem, we’ll give this room one last look over before we go.”

“Good toys,” it purrs, leading ?-2003 out of the hallway, the store itself once again closed, with toys moving about getting everything cleaned, organized and prepared for the next day. Never a dull moment at a Toys-4-U megastore, that is for sure.

The sergal toy gently grinds against its Maker’s hand, keeping in pace with it, not mind but noticing when the feline takes its hand off its sensitive bits, leaving them to twitch and throb in the cool air.

“You’ve been constantly working hard and throbbing, haven’t you toy?”

“It’s been almost always, the chastity time it had to go soft a bit, but overall, it’s been sporting off the lovely molding work of yours Maker and so it must work equally as hard too.”

It chuckles, mewing pleasantly as they reach the far end of the store toward the molding pods, “That’s a lovely sentiment. Have you thought of being soft while teasing the toys? Making them ‘work’ to get you nice and hard?”

“It has crossed its mind, but it's been so enthralled in so many things it's hard to think of that when it goes from one thing to the next, but that would be a delightful thing, it will try to work that in tomorrow.”

“You don’t have to because this one said something about it, it was merely making an observation,” it says.

“Of course, Maker, it was simply processing what you said and thinking a bit out loud.”

“You do tend to do that still don’t you?” it asks with a soft purr, opening the door to the toy molding rooms.

“Still? What do you mean by that?”

“That will be clear in two days. You’re a very special toy, and your crafting took a lot of planning and effort.”

“Awe, Maker, this one thinks you say that about all your toys.”

It smirks, “All toys are wonderful pieces of work with the highest quality material we can get our hands on, but there is a few things extra about you that will become clear eventually, but best not to worry about that right now, okay toy?” it asks with a pleasant purr, guiding the toy back up to the molding pods.

?-2003 looks at the two pods, its attention quickly pulled toward the right one from its point of view, guided to slide back into the hard plastic mold, “This one understands Maker. And it's going to do its best to even top today.”

It chuckles, “You’ll be doing a lot of topping tomorrow too, but just worry about doing your best each day, alright?’

“Yes Maker,” it says, relaxing into the hard plastic, watching its Maker go to the computer console, typing in a few things as the hydraulics hiss to life, the front half of the mold sliding back over it, the toy’s length slipping in perfectly, its entire form shifting only a bit to better fit into the hard plastic, leaving the toy looking at the familiar black, white, and blue blur.

The dildos come back down, slipping into the sergal’s mouth, twisting and locking into place, the delicious warm white rubber flowing down into its muzzle. A muffled moan escapes it while its rear is penetrated by the rear plug, the warm flow of hot pink latex will soon be gushing into it in a slow and steady stream, keeping the toy on edge, wanting and loving every moment of it, knowing the air will soon be sucked out of the mold, delving it into near perfect silent and total immobility, similar to the toy still locked up in the BDSM room.

It relaxes as all external stimuli are stripped from it, leaving it to simply relax, and let its mind wonder on what it's going to be doing tomorrow, all the while Maker’s voice pleasantly, hypnotically, and constantly from every waking moment it has, is speaking into its mind.

“Toy is a good gay toy.”

“Good gay toys love dick.”

“Good gay toys love to suck cock.”

“You are ?-2003, K-2373’s perfectly gay toy.”

“You are an object.”

“You are a thing.”

“You are a Toys-4-U toy.”

“There is no I.”

“There is no me.”

“There is no myself.”

“There is only this one, it, itself, toy.”

?-2003 sinks into the bliss, pleased and delighted that it has done so well so far, its mind wandering to the hypnotic words, while occasionally it thinks of how it can do better tomorrow, how it can serve its fellow toys and customers, but also lingering there is a curiosity as to what kind of surprise is in store for it at the day after tomorrow…