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The TV blared loudly, a defeat screen appearing with the familiar "You Died" text floating on the screen. This infuriated Venn, the 19-year-old German Shepherd, as he slammed his hand against the wall, adding yet another dent in the old drywall next to his bed. He had been stuck on this boss for a while now and each time he only seemed to be doing worse. As he picked the controller back up his door burst open, his mother stomping into the room. "Hey! What did I say about hitting the wall?!" she yelled angrily at Venn, who now had his tail between his legs. His mother, Kara, a middle-aged Doberman, was a scary person, standing a few inches taller than him although that was mostly because Venn hadn't been blessed with the gift of height. She always seemed to have a chip on her shoulder, and she could get very aggressive when drunk to the point that it had chased his father away. In a flash his mother was in his face slapping the controller from his hands, the scent of alcohol clinging heavily to her breath as she continued to shout, waving a piece of paper that was clenched in her hand, "Why are you playing games? I told you to look for a job, Venn! You've been out of school for over a year now and you've yet to do anything with yourself." She then threw the paper at Venn, who flinched away not sure how to respond, since his mother was impossible to reason with when drunk. "Those are this month's bills, and you get to pay them as part of your rent for staying here," she stated as she stared her son down.

Venn finally spoke up finding his mother's claims incredibly unfair, "But mom, I don't have any money and in this economy it's been impossible to find employment around here!" This retaliation only seemed to enrage his mother further as she "That's bullshit and you know it! If you can't find work, I'll do it for you!" she screamed as she stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind her.

As soon as the door was closed Venn let out a sigh of relief. In truth, this wasn't the first time he had had this argument with his mother, in fact it had almost become a weekly event, but he had never seen his mother get so heated about the issue before. Deciding that he was now too flustered to continue playing games he went over and turned off the console and began walking back over to his bed. But just as he was about to lay down, his door flew open once more and before he could even comprehend what was going on he found himself tackled to the ground, his mother holding him down with her legs. As he hit the ground, his head smacked against the hardwood floor, dazing him, the room seeming to spin around him. Although his mother didn't seem to care much for his discomfort as she started to bend his right arm back while yelling, "If you won't find a job to pay rent, I'll give you a much better use!" as she forced what looked like a black rubber sleeve over his bent arm, locking his arm in a bent position. Venn still wasn't entirely sure what was happening, but he knew he wanted his mother off him so he began to struggle, flailing his free arm and legs at her. But his mother seemed unfazed as grabbed ahold of his other arm, binding it in a similar fashion.

With Venn's arms completely bound, Kara quickly spun herself around sitting on Venn's face and began to work on her son's legs, which was a bit more difficult given his constant kicking. It was at this moment that Venn realized his mother was completely naked, the scent of his mother's arousal filling his nose as she grinded against his face, leaving his fur damp with her arousal. The scent immediately began to arouse Venn, who was still a virgin, his shaft starting to poke out from his sheath. Soon, his mother finally managed to bend one of his legs, shoving another sleeve over it, locking it into place and the other leg soon followed, leaving Venn only capable of wiggling around as his mother continued to grind against his face, pinching her nipple as she moaned lustfully. Forced to watch, his protests muffled underneath his mother's rear, and her scent completely filling his mind, he too found himself becoming fully erect in short time, his cock throbbing in the air begging for attention.

However, his mother soon stopped, panting as she stood over him, two fingers buried in her dripping snatch. A moment later Venn finally tried to speak up, his mind struggling to form a cogent thought as his mother's arousal clung to his fur. But before he could get the first words out, his mother quickly sat back down onto his chest, forcing the air from his lungs. As he gasped to regain his breath, his mother quickly shoved something onto his face, "Good doggies don't speak," she said evilly as she began to tie the muzzle's straps around the back of his head. The muzzle itself was pure black latex, with a ring gag that forced Venn's maw to stay open and his tongue still free to move around. However, he couldn't force the ring out, which was now trapped by the tight muzzle locking the ring between his teeth.

Immediately Venn started to protest, "leh eee gow," he tried to yell, his speech impeded by the ring, but these protests were soon ended as his mother forced a long horse dildo, attached to another, larger muzzle, into his mouth and down his throat. "Mmmmph!" was just about the only sound that was produced as he gagged around the long dildo. This seemed to please his mother who was now chuckling as her son struggled against his bonds, "There we go, no more useless words from my new puppy," she said, an evil grin forming on her face. "Now don't worry boy, we're almost done," she said as she produced a collar, tying it tight around her son's neck.

With the collar in place, his mother finally stood up, taking a few steps to look over her son who was still lying on his back looking at his mother with defiant eyes, his erection throbbing in the air. Venn wasn't quite sure what to think, hoping that this would be over soon even though his body seemed to find the whole situation very arousing thanks to the scent of his mother, that was now mixing with the smell of latex, still permeating his mind. He whined loudly as his mother bent down, grabbing ahold of his needy shaft, giving it a few strokes. The feeling was incredible, Venn never having felt anyone touch him before, causing him to awkwardly hump into his mother's hand as she continued to stroke him. "Awww who's a good boy?" she teased as she continued attending to her new puppy's needs. However, despite his body's reaction to the stimulation Venn continued to whine, wanting nothing to do with this and completely humiliated. Yet despite his own wishes the loudest whine came when his mother pulled her hand away entirely, leaving his body humping into the air.

His mother laughed loudly as she watched her son humping useless into the air, "I think this fits you better, don't you?" she asked with a smile knowing that her brat of a son wouldn't be able to respond. And although he couldn't respond verbally, he gave his mother a glare, making his displeasure, despite his body's betrayal, fully known. But if his defiance bothered his mother, she didn't let it show since she just went over to a bag that she had apparently dropped when she tackled him earlier lying on his bed and began to sift through its contents. "Don't worry, we'll work that defiance from you," she taunted as she pulled something from the bag, keeping it hidden in her hand as she bent over, grabbing her son's sack and squeezing.

Venn quickly let out a muffled groan as he felt his mother pulling and squeezing his sensitive sack. The pain wasn't excruciating, but it was definitely enough to kill whatever arousal his body was experiencing as his erection soon began to fade. As soon as his erection had faded back into his sheath, his mother forced something cold and tight around his shaft. Moving her hand away, a devious smile on her face, Venn saw that his sheath was now encased in a very small metal chastity cage, the realization causing him to whine again. "Don't worry sweetie, this is just to help you fit into your role better."

"Now c'mon let's get you into your new bed," his mother commanded as she rolled Venn over, helping him balance on his restrained limbs. As soon as he was stable, she began to drag him along by the collar, Venn obediently walking in hopes that going along with his mother's lust induced actions would get him out of this situation sooner. Each step was difficult as Venn tried to balance on his elbows and knees, tipping over a few times, earning him a laugh from his inebriated mother whose fingers were still buried deep in her dripping vagina. Eventually his mother stopped dragging when they got to the large kennel sitting in the corner of the living room. The kennel was supposed to be there for their actual dog, a young, playful Great Dane named Chopper, but his mother seemed willing to let her temporary new dog use it as she shoved Venn inside, locking the metal door behind him.

After managing to turn himself around to face his mother with a displeased look on his face, he noticed a tiny remote in his mother's hand. Although before he could determine what it was his mother spoke up, "Alright, now wait while I do some chores around the house. It'll take a few hours but by then you should be ready to behave." And with that she pressed a button on the remote in her hand. Whatever plans Venn was formulating were soon forgotten as he moaned around the gag in his mouth, the cage beginning to vibrate around his cock. Instantly his shaft was trying to free itself as the intense vibrations rolled over his sheath, but thanks to the cage all it could do was strain against its confinement. Additionally, within a few seconds Venn could feel his body giving into lust as he started to involuntarily hump the air. Again, this only earned him a chuckle from his mom, as she stood up and walked away, her son left moaning in the cage.

The next few hours felt like an eternity to Venn, who slowly felt like he was losing his mind as he humped against one of Chopper's chew toys, his body desperate by this point for relief as his restrained cock drooled pre onto the floor of the kennel. Eventually his mother did return, although this time with Chopper on his leash who was growling at Venn. Venn wasn't entirely sure why the dog was acting so aggressive, since he was normally pretty calm, until he noticed that the Great Dane was sporting a large erection as well. As his mother opened the kennel door Venn could see that she was holding a camera that was focused on him causing his ears to flatten from the humiliation of being recorded as he continued to hump into nothingness. "Hey there boy," his mother spoke calmly, grabbing ahold of his collar, pulling him out of the kennel and dragging him into the center of the room. She then put the camera on a tripod and pointed it directly at her son. "It's your big day!" his mother said in an enthusiastic tone, a tone he never heard unless she was trying to sell something. She then went behind him and squeezed his sheath, eliciting a moan from the bound up dog who was trying his best to not start humping into her hand. And despite his best efforts he couldn't keep himself from moaning loudly each time she squeezed his needy, trapped genitals. He then felt her lean over as she whispered into his ear, "Better be an obedient little doggy, or I'll never take off your chastity," she said in a hushed, but threatening tone that made him believe she was serious.

However, she then went back to teasing her son as she continued to talk at him, "My how pent up you are! You've been such a good boy, haven't you?" she asked inquisitively. Venn wanted to roll his eyes, and say no, but with the threat of having this treatment extended he didn't dare do anything that would rub his mother the wrong way so he shook his head enthusiastically in response. "That right. And since you've been so good I brought your friend over to help you out!" she exclaimed as she brought Chopper over behind him. Venn's eyes widened as his mother pulled his tail up, exposing his tail hole to the camera, causing his cheeks to turn red in embarrassment. He didn't like what was happening, but he tried to remain obedient, figuring that if he showed discomfort now, it'd only end up worse for him. Next he saw his mother take a jar of peanut butter off the table and started to unscrew the cap, "You've both been such good dogs that I'm going to give you both a treat," she cooed as she stuck her hand into the jar, scooping out a large amount of the creamy substance. She then began to slather the peanut butter onto her son's genitals, coating his sheath and sack in the substance, earning her a moan from her pent up son. Once she was satisfied that his crotch thoroughly was coated she scooped out another handful, rubbing it onto his exposed butt. "There we go, all prepared for your treats," she said as she grabbed ahold of Chopper's head, putting the dog's nose against Venn's genitals. After taking a few sniffs Chopper began to greedily lick along Venn's crotch, slowly cleaning the peanut butter from the hanging orbs. As Chopper continued to lick, Venn couldn't help but moan, each lick sending a wave of pleasure down his spine.

This seemed to satisfy his mother, who was now sitting in front of him in a chair, her legs spread wide, the scent of her arousal beginning to wash over her son. "Alright, now while Chopper enjoys his treat, you still need to earn yours, so be a good boy and get mommy off," she said as she took off the outer muzzle, the rubber horse cock making a lewd sound as it exited Venn's mouth. She then spread her lips wide, pressing them against her son's maw, and commanded, "Lick." A command Venn's lust addled mind was happy to oblige as he dragged his tongue across his mother's moist snatch. Although he had no experience with what he was doing, he couldn't have been doing too poor of a job since he soon felt his mother clamp down around his tongue as she experienced her first orgasm. However, she didn't seem to be satisfied with just that since she grabbed ahold of Venn's head, trapping him against her lips. At the same time, Chopper had already worked his way up Venn's butt, and was now working on cleaning around the bound dog's asshole, the sensation of being rimmed causing Venn's eyes to roll back of his head.

Soon, his mother moaned out, squeezing her son's ears tight as she rode out her second and third orgasm, panting as she regained her composure. "Good boy," she said affectionately, "I think you've earned your reward." This statement brought about a real sense of joy in Venn, who was now excitedly wagging his tail, ready to finally be let out of his bondage. But when he looked up at his mother he knew something was wrong as she had a devious grin on her muzzle as she spoke one word, "Up!" Within a second Venn started to panic as he felt Chopper climb on top of him, beginning to hump against him. This wasn't what he wanted! He suddenly didn't care if he was disobedient anymore as he tried to speak out, "ooowh ohp-" but his words were cut off as his mother shoved the muzzle gag back into his mouth, converting all his pleas and protests into muffled "Mmphs." He tried to struggle free, but the Great Dane was too heavy for him to shake off without the use of his limbs so he could only whine as he felt Chopper's cock pressing against his clenched tail hole. And despite his protests, his mother tried to make it seem otherwise as she spoke softly, "It's okay boy, I know you're excited. It's has been a long time since your last milking," slowly petting his head.

Soon Venn could feel Chopper pressing heavily against his tight hole, determined to get in. And in one powerful thrust the tip of the dog's cock penetrated the tight, clenching hole. Venn groaned as pain radiated from his no longer virgin rectum, which was now being spread wide by the large dog's impressive girth as it started to thrust into him. And had it not been for the muzzle muffling his every noise, he was sure the entire block would've heard his pained yelping. But despite the pain after a few minutes of Chopper continuing to ravage his ass, Venn's pained crying slowly turned into lustful moaning as each thrust of the Great Dane's shaft rubbed past his prostate, causing his own trapped cock to constantly drool, a damp puddle forming in the carpet beneath him.

Fortunately, this experience didn't seem to last much longer, Venn soon feeling a warmth begin to permeate his innards as Chopper came inside him. Venn whined as he felt the large dog trying to push its knot inside of him, but given the tightness of his tail hole Chopper was unable to force it inside. A minute later Chopper finally pulled out, a small amount of semen oozing out of Venn's slightly agape hole.

His mother seeing this finally spoke up again, "Good boys! I'm sure you both feel so much better now don't you?" Venn didn't even bother to look up again; too ashamed and disgusted by what had just happened to dignify his mother, his tormentor, with a response of any kind. His mother waited a few seconds to see if she would get a response, but soon grew impatient, as she walked out of view of both the camera and Venn who was just continued looking at the floor. Although it wasn't long before she returned, carrying a large plush dog. Making sure it would be in view of the camera, she threw the plush onto the floor, and then dragged Venn by the collar overtop it. "Here a little extra, for being so well behaved," she said awkwardly trying to make it sound sincere, although she quickly leaned in to whisper into her son's ear, "Good boy, maybe I'll let you out in the morning... if you show the camera what a horny little doggy you are." And before Venn could so much as whine she turned the vibrator attached to his chastity cage back on, converting his whines in to moans as he started to hump into the oversized plush toy.

And his mother, now satisfied with herself left the room to go to sleep, leaving her new pet grinding against the toy until he eventually passed out from exhaustion an hour later, his dreams filled with lustful images.