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The Cost of Lust

"I'm here, where are you?"

That was the last message Samourin typed, while he stood in front of the shady looking strip club and awkwardly looked around. The thin, 20-year old black panther played nervously with the ornate jewelry on his left ear. He was about to meet a guy he'd met online and chatted with for the past few weeks. Although Samourin wasn't a virgin anymore, this was the first time he would actually have a hook up with somewhat of a stranger.

The panther stood in front of the club for another 5 minutes before his phone vibrated in his pocket. He quickly took it out, almost dropped it from shaking nervously, and re-opened the chat. "I'm already inside, meet me at the bar" was all Volsar had written. Samourin gulped visibly and audibly, and went on his way inside.

Just as he was about to enter, the bouncer blocked his way. He was a big beefy bull with a stereotypical nose-ring, who didn't look too happy. Without even saying a word he pointed to a shield next to him and the door. "Entrance cost: 30$". Samourin looked shocked. Never ever had he paid to enter a club, and he didn't even know what expected him inside. For a moment, he thought about just leaving, but then he recalled the chats he had with Volsar and bit his lower lip from the boner he had just gotten from the mere thought. Quickly he reached into his pocket and sifted out 30$ from his wallet, to hand it to the bull, who as a result gave him an approval nod and stepped aside.

Finally inside, Samourin looked around. The Club wasn't too full. There was a female bunny on a pole, dancing and earning some cash from a group of very horny looking men and one woman, who looked like a stereotypical lesbian and was on a roll tossing in dollar bills. On another pole, there was a young tiger twink dancing and earning some cash as well, but with less audience. Other than that, there were a few guys who were getting their own lap dance from other dudes and a big elephant lady working security.

Samourin started to look for Volsar. While he knew that he had to find an abra, he didn't exactly know what to look for. However, it didn't take him too long to notice an abra sitting at the bar, holding a cocktail, which looked like a martini, in his hand. The panther shuffled over to the abra. Already on his way to him, he noticed his fancy and especially expensive looking purple suit. He tapped the abra's shoulder and cleared his throat.

"Uhm, excuse me, you're Volsar... is that right?"

The abra turned to him and looked very happy with a big, almost evil grin. "Well yes of course! And you must be Samourin! It's so nice finally see your cute little face in real life!"

Samourin blushed shyly and scratched at his elbow "Cute? Heh... thank you, glad at least one person thinks so."

"Oh, I'm sure there are lots of other people who think like this as well! Do you want to have a drink? I'm sure you do!" exclaimed the abra quickly and with much excitement. He raised and clapped his hands, to which the bartender reacted and quickly came over. "Bring my good friend here a nice cocktail, would you?" The bartender just nodded in silence and began to mix something together.

"Wow, uhm, thank you!"

Samourin didn't know how to react. He was a bit overwhelmed with the fast and kind welcome from Volsar. "I guess the people here already know you, right?" He laughed nervously whilst attempting awkward small-talk as he watched the Bartender do his cocktail.

"Well I sure do hope they know me! I own this place after all." He laughed out loud, which made one of the guys who was getting a lap dance look annoyed towards the bar.

"You own this place...?! Why did I have to pay to get in then...?!"

"Sweety, I still have to run a business. And believe me. I can assure you it won't be the last time you'll pay for something tonight. But don't worry, you won't regret it!" And without even giving Samourin a chance to react, Volsar snatched the cocktail from the counter in front of the bartender and just pushed it into Samourin's hand. "Now drink up, so we can have some fun!" Volsar winked at him and took a big sip from his martini, so he could fish out the olive and eat it, without spilling any of his precious drink.

Samourin just nodded quietly a small bit confused by what was going on and drank up. The two of them had some chit-chat for the time they were drinking and Samourin eventually calmed down a bit and wasn't nervous anymore. Eventually Volsar stood up and walked towards the backroom of the club and waited for Samourin to follow him.

"Alright. It's time we finally get to the reason you came here." He said, while they walked into an elegant backroom with a king-sized bed, a big armchair. and a just-as-fancy-looking blanket on the floor, on which a big growlithe slept. Volsar walked to the dog and gave him a few gentle pets to wake him up before he sat down next to him in the big armchair. Meanwhile Samourin's nervousness tripled at the sight of the big dog.

"You know. I, uhm, I might have exaggerated a bit when we chatted..." he gulped "this growlithe seems a bit... too... big for me...".

"You can worry about that later. Come here. now. And kneel!" The tone in Volsar's voice changed drastically. His entire presence and expression was much more dominant and strict. Too scared that this might end bad, Samourin quickly jumped over and kneeled.

"You may remove my shoes now." was all Volsar said, while he pulled out his phone and began to type on it. Still cowed and nervous, Samourin looked down and took the abra's feet in his hands. It wasn't until now that he noticed the dirty and over-worn sneakers he was wearing, completely unfitting with his expensive suit. Just having those dirty shoes in front of him was enough to give Samourin a nice little tent in his pants. He hesitated for a moment and looked up again, just to see that the abra was writing some stuff on his phone, not even acknowledging him. Volsar was about to say something again, but was pleased as he felt Samourin untying his shoes. Knowing what was about to come, Volsar grinned evil behind his phone. It was just a matter of seconds before the strong and intense foot odor from the inside of his sneakers started so spread in the room. Volsar took a deep whiff and could smell all the musk and sweat from his own feet just as Samourin opened his sneakers. Samourin on the other hand started to cough and even tear up a bit. Those feet reeked. However, he continued with a low breath and eventually took off both shoes, putting them aside.

"Wow, you sure didn't exaggerate when you talked about your socks..." said Samourin and leaned back to get some less musky air.

Volsar just answered with a short, almost bored "Mhm..." and continued to set his focus on his phone. Samourin then leaned in again and started to sniff a bit closer at the socked paws. Although this stench was overpowering and intoxicating, Samourin had to admit that he enjoyed it. Even if he didn't, the wet stain of pre in his pants gave it away. In the end, he couldn't hold back anymore and pushed his nose right in-between the toes of those wet and brown stained socks, His nose pressed against the grimy fabric. He took one deep and loud sniff and moaned out. Volsar just smiled with satisfied and looked down to Samourin.

"You may remove them now."

Samourin nodded soft, rubbing his face against the sweat soaked socks one more time before he carefully peeled them off the abra's big and musky footpaws. Once he held the nasty socks in his hands, he held them right against his nose and inhaled deeply again and again, moaning softly and leaking more pre in his undies. Volsar growled and held one of his sweaty footpaws up and in front of Samourin's face.

"Well go on, it isn't going to lick itself."

The panther let out a shy whine before he leaned in and slowly pressed his tongue against the heel of the abra. He dragged it in one long lick from the heel up to the toes, getting a fair amount of sweat and some loose lint stuck between his taste buds. After the first there was a second, a third and eventually Samourin was licking on Volsar's stinking sweaty footpaw like it was a lollipop. He dragged his tongue over the entire sole. By now there wasn't one lint or drop of sweat on them anymore. He even pushed his tongue between the toes, making sure he cleaned out every possible spot on this musky paw. In the end, he even was sucking on the toes, playing with his tongue around the tips, to make sure that there wasn't any bit of grime left. As Samourin was just sucking on the toes, like a baby would on his pacifier, Volsar silently moved his footpaw away to replace with his other one and let Samourin enjoy his feast for a second time. The entire time, while he cleaned those pungent and rank footpaws, Samourin's boner twitched and leaked pre. Eventually he had cleaned the second footpaw as well and again, sucked on the toes. Happy and satisfied with his work he looked up to Volsar and smiled as he saw that he too had a boner in his suit. He even put his phone away to watch Samourin clean his second footpaw.

"Alright. Time to get your wallet out boy." Said Volsar while he got up and took off his cloths.

"My... wallet...?" Samourin asked confused

"My time is expensive. Empty your wallet if you want this."

Volsar turned around and bent over his armchair, exposing his musky and not too well wiped hole to Samourin, who could smell it already from his place and started to drool. With his mind only set on this big, juicy and especially musky ass, Samourin grabbed his wallet and slowly fished out a 20$ bill. Without even realizing what he's about to do, he handed it over to Volsar.

"20$?! I'm sure you have more in that little purse you got there. Be a good little paypiggy and pay some real tribute if you want this ass!"

Samourin was unsure, but his throbbing erection was in control. Thus he fished out another 20$ and hoped Volsar would be satisfied.

"Well I guess I can give you a newbie discount for now. But this wallet better not be empty yet!"

With these words he grabbed Samourin and pulled him into his rank ass. The panther groaned out in disgust as the rank smell assaulted his sensitive nose. He struggled at first but after he got a few full lungs of ass stink he started to moan soft and even inhale deeply. Shortly after he presses his nose on his own into the sweaty, musky ass and took deep breaths.

"Kiss it." ordered Volsar with an evil grin.

And so he did. He pressed his lips hard against the dirty pucker and gave it a long loving kiss as if it were the lips of his boyfriend. He sucked gently, getting a lot of sweat and grime on his lips which he licked clean right away, before leaning in again for another kiss. While Samourin got on all four to push his entire face into the rank ass, Volsar moaned in satisfaction, looking at the money given to him and scratching his musky balls while his cock grew some more. After some time of kissing, Samourin started to slowly push his tongue against the musky hole. At first, he recoiled a bit from the bitter and nutty taste of unwashed ass, but then he gave in to his urges and dragged his tongue over it with a sloppy lick. It only took him some seconds until he was passionately making out with the reeking, nasty hole. The panther was too busy making out with the new love of his life, that he didn't even notice how the growlithe from earlier positioned himself behind him and sniffed curiously at his butt. The big canine nibbled at Samourin's pants and whined frustrated, since he didn't manage to get them off. As Samourin realized what the dog was doing he gasped in shock and stopped worshiping Volsar's ass.

"Hey! I didn't say stop!" snapped Volsar as he didn't feel Samourin's tongue on and in his ass anymore.

"I- I'm sorry... it's just y- your dog he..."

"Oooh I see, he wants his fun too. Good thinking. Go on, take off your pants. You shouldn't let an alpha wait."

Samourin's face blushed bright red and hesitated.

"What...?! N... No! I can't do that..."

"Ooh right! You didn't pay for him too. Alright, tell you what. 100$ and you can let him pound you."

While Samourin kneeled there on all four in disbelief, Volsar bowed down and picked up Samourin's wallet, which he didn't put away yet from earlier, and took out his money. While doing so, he saw that there was still one single 20$ bill left and took it with him as well, grinning evil and satisfied. The growlithe grew inpatient behind Samourin and pulled aggressively on his pants. Samourin realized how everything was slipping out of his control and panicked. He just lost almost his entire money for the rest of the month and was about to get split in two by a massive dog dick. And the worst part of all was, he was enjoying it. His dick was rock hard, throbbing needy and looking like it would shoot its load any second now. So, while thinking with his dick, he just unbuttoned his pants and slid them down. The growlithe barked happy and quickly lapped his big sloppy tongue over Samourin's ass, shoving his greedy snout under the panther's tail. Meanwhile Volsar turned around once again and presented his musky hole a second time to the panther. This time it was less musky, obviously since Samourin had cleaned a fair amount of grime and filth away earlier. Regardless, Samourin pushes his entire face into the big, juicy ass again and kissed and made out with it.

"That's more like it" Volsar purred and grabbed his own dick, starting to slowly jerk himself off to it all.

All Samourin could do was moan and groan into the big ass, as the growlithe mounted him from behind. After a few failed attempts and just butt poking, the canine finally hit his mark and the pointy red rocket pushed deep inside Samourin's bowls with its first thrust. Samourin screamed out in pain into the ass, to which Volsar responded with pushing his butt harder against his face to shut him up. The growlithe barked happy as he felt the tight and warm feeling of the panther's insides. He thrusted further, slowly but surely getting his fat dog dick inside. Samourin cried out, shedding a few tears as the immense pain and pressure on his bottom made him tear up inside and his blood seeped past his outstretched hole, leaking down his taint. Eventually the big feral dog got most of his huge cock inside Samourin's ass and pulled out, just to ram the entire thing back in again. With each thrust Samourin cried into Volsar's Ass and pressed his lips and tongue a bit harder against the musky hole, his cries muffled by it. The whole time, Volsar stroked his own cock and moaned in deep pleasure. After a good 5 minutes of ass pounding and deep rimming, Volsar turned around and sat down in his big chair again, just to lift his legs and give Samourin access to his ass a third time but this time his musky and full balls were resting on Samourin's face while he made out with his new "boyfriend" one more time. By now there was a small puddle of blood collecting more drops of it between Samourin's legs. His entire body was shaking from the hard abuse and rough fuck but regardless of all the pain, he kept up holding his butt up for the dog and making out with the ass. That was until he noticed the big knot pressing against his backside. When he realized how the dog tried to push his whole knot inside Samourin started to panic and was about to complain, but before he could say a word, Volsar slapped him with his boner in the face.

"Don't you dare to pull away now! Fucking kiss my ass!" Volsar grabbed Samourin's Head and pushed his face hard into his ass and against his balls.

The Growlithe growled aggressively as he pressed harder and harder until the satisfying 'pop' finally happened. Samourin Screamed at the top of his lungs. More blood leaked down his taint and added to the puddle. It wasn't much longer when the dog barked and growled happy and Samourin could feel a hot, burning sensation deep inside of him. His own cock twitched and shoot his small load on the floor as he realized that he just lost his feral virginity. The Growlithe growled quietly and got off Samourin, cock still tightly stuck inside the feline ass. He turned around, so they were butt to butt and stood there, waiting for his knot to deflate. Samourin panted exhaustedly and weak with his tongue still pressed against the hole, but without much licking.

"You still have the main course left~" Said Volsar with an evil grin and waved his cock in front of Samourin, who was just about to weakly lick at the cock, but again before he even touched it, Volsar pulled back.

"Well you didn't pay for it yet!" he said with a chuckle.

"I... I have... about 20$... left..." Samourin answered weak and out of breath.

"No, you don't. I guess an idiot like you can't even keep track of how much money he spends. But because I am such a generous god, I will accept your credit card as payment for your dinner." Volsar picked up Samourin's Wallet for the last time and took out the credit card, which he had seen earlier. He chuckled satisfied and held his dick down again for Samourin to lick, while he causally wiped his sweat drenched armpits off with the cash empty wallet before he just threw it on the ground next to him.

Samourin licked with short and small licks over the shaft. He felt like he was about to pass out but all of a sudden, he hissed out, followed by a yelping scream. He felt a terrible burning inside of him. The Growlithe lifted one of his legs and clearly just started to piss while still being inside Samourin.

"Fuuuuuccckkk...!!" Samourin screamed out and scratched at the floor from cramping up so painfully.

Volsar just chuckled more and grabbed Samourin's head once again and rammed his cock down his throat. The panther gagged and coughed around the big dick but kept it down. He licked and sucked around it, just hoping for it to be over while Volsar just face fucked him good. The abra moaned and leaked a fair amount of pre down Samourin's throat, while his sweaty balls hit his chin over and over and his reeking pubes tickled his nose. Much like the growlithe, Volsar also thrusted mercilessly in and out of his throat. He looked at his earned money from tonight and the credit card and groaned out loud as he eventually came his big load. He pushed Samourin's head all the way down, his pubes sticking up his nose, spreading their smell there to stay, while he shot rope after rope of sticky cum directly into the panther's belly. Samourin slowly ran out of air and was again about to pass out before Volsar finally pulled back. His last few drops landed on the tongue before he wiped his cock on Samourin's cheek.

"You did good for today boy" Volsar said satisfied.

Samourin just collapsed right there and panted heavily and completely exhausted. Volsar got up and out of Samourin's vision. He thought he would get cleaned up or dressed after all this, but instead he felt something warm and wet wash down on his back. Just when the rancid stream hit the back of his head and he could smell the strong stench of urine he realized what was happening. Volsar was just pissing all over Samourin. Drenching his entire cloths, hair and fur in reeking abra piss. He even made sure to piss on his shoes and get some inside so he will feel it with every single step on his way home.

"If you don't want to get into some deep debts you should leave. Otherwise I might as well charge your next month's paycheck already now." With these words Volsar left the room

Samourin was too weak to even get up and fell asleep, only to wake up to another stream of hot and even more rancid morning piss.