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I breathed heavily as he pulled the blindfold taut against my face, blacking out the bedroom from my sights. I was always going to be nervous when doing this, given it was my first time, but still, I was even more so excited.

"That alright, son?"

The comforting words of the lion behind me, my 'Daddy', as I had come to refer to him, helped any anxiety fall away, leaving me a tied-up bundle of anticipation. My legs were kept apart using a spreader-bar, and my arms were kept together with a pair of cuffs, leaving me pretty helpless, not that I was planning on running away.

In response to his question, I nodded, as while I had not been gagged, he liked it when I stayed obedient, and his previous instruction to stay quiet, apart from any moans, still rang in my mind. A delighted grunt escaping the older male's muzzle was then followed by the sounds of his feet padding across the carpet to my rear, conveniently placed right over the edge of the bed.

Not a word was spoken, but I knew what he was doing. I closed my eyes and mentally prepared myself, only to whine out when cold liquid started to coat my hole. It dribbled down my crack, trickling over fur and flesh as he put the bottle aside, before forcing even needier sounds out of me by pushing a pair of thick digits into my hole. He was slow, at least, but damn if it didn't feel just a bit uncomfortable.

"Fuck, your hole is gonna be beautiful after tonight is over."

There was just something about his voice that got me going. It was like honey; sweet and comforting, whilst also betraying both his experience, and his delight at having a willing subject to indulge his kinks with. And he indulged away, pumping those fingers into my hole, making such sloppy, messy sounds as the lube was spread over the outside and in of my rim, coating it thoroughly.

Soon, two became three, and my moans even higher, making both of us thankful that no-one's house was on the other side of the wall, given the frequency of such noises being made. Just to tease me, he made sure to angle himself towards my prostate, making my helpless body squirm under his touch, my cock, as erect as ever, dripping a healthy mess of pre onto the sheets below.

My sounds were cut short as he pulled himself out, giving my rear a firm smack, met with a gasp, before his feet padded across the floor to the side of the bed, and I could hear him lean over, feel him as he moved close and gave me a light kiss on the lips, nice and short, before moving away, this time to the door.

"You be a good boy tonight, Markus."

And then, when the door closed, silence.

I don't know how long I was waiting there, lube trickling down my crack and taint, my hole nicely opened up. It felt like hours, but could easily have been minutes, with no way to tell the time. To interrupt my thoughts, the door creaked open, shutting as quickly as it opened, and leaving me alone with a stranger. He didn't speak, all I could hear was his breathing, and the sound of something light dropping to the floor. Perhaps his underwear?

He moved closer to me, stopping when behind, and putting his hands on my cheeks. Somewhat average, no-one too large. The next thing I felt was his length, a pretty respectable cock starting to grind up my lube-slick crack, collecting the water-based fuck-aid over the head as he aimed himself to my opened rear, and sank in without a pause.

I winced, the lack of deeper stretching making my arse twinge as he pushed himself in to the hilt, but I knew what I was getting into when I agreed to this. I somewhat regretted the cuffs now, as I would have loved to grip the sheets to help distract from my hole getting worked, to keep myself occupied. He didn't even pause after hilting, pulling back without letting me get used to it, and sinking himself back inside.

His pace wasn't too much at the very least, and after a few moments, my wincing and gasps turned into groans, my cheeks blushing a bit with the knowledge that I was getting my hole bred raw by a total stranger, at least to me. And he definitely wasn't an amateur, with how he was thrusting himself inside me. 'Smack smack smack' rang out as his hips and balls collided with me, his dick utilising the pre and lube at his disposal to create as much noise from that sloppy assfucking.

I don't know how long he lasted, but I do know that, by the time he was getting close, I was starting to feel a bit sore. His thrusts were becoming erratic, almost desperate as he neared his climax, and with one final pump of his hips, the male pushing his muzzle against my neck, he let out a muffled growl, his seed shooting inside of me in hot, thick ropes, every single one making me shudder in delight at the raunchy act.

A few moments after that last rope, he pulled himself out, somewhat slowly, giving my ass a much firmer smack than the earlier one, before heading out of the room, hopefully collecting his underwear on the way, and leaving me once more in silence.

I didn't have to wait long this time. His cum was still freshly dripping down from my hole when the next male entered, an audible gasp escaping his muzzle as he walked closer.

"Damn, that's gonna feel so good to fuck."

I didn't recognise the voice, making me shudder once more as I contemplated getting sloppy seconds, once again from a complete stranger. At least this one was a bit more talkative as he slapped his dick over my cheeks, leaving trails of pre over my fur as he enjoyed himself a bit.

"I want you moaning like a whore, kid. I fucking love when a bitch makes lots of noise when I slam into their pussy."

My cheeks were likely crimson with blush by now, this new stranger's dirty talk getting me all riled up, even more pre drooling from my stiff, untouched length. He wasted little time after that in aiming towards my hole and pushing in, slower than the previous top, but oh fuck it was still a stretch. I was mewling like a kitten as he pushed it in, and as he reached the end, they graduated into full-blown moans, gasps of pure amazement at how full I felt.

"Fuck, that's it. Clench that pussy around me, boy. Take it like a good little whore."

Every button was being pushed right then, the dominant male behind me starting to properly breed my hole, which I dutifully tried my best to clench around, to be a good little sub. While he was initially gentle, his pace gradually increased, until he was snarling and growling out with every thrust, angling himself against my prostate, making me drip such a mess over the sheets.

He concentrated himself now on breeding me good, refraining from any dirty talk as he rammed and pushed himself inside me again and again, making me squirm like a good little bitch tiger as he put me in my place, using my sloppy hole and attempting to put another load deep inside. And, after a bit more huffing and grunting, that was what he did. While it was somewhat more potent than the previous one, it still felt just as good to have that hot cum filling me up, and, even though I didn't cum, I still felt satisfied, if a bit sore.

"Rrr... Shame you didn't cum, boy, but that is some damn fine pussy you got there. Gonna be making a mess of that again in the future."

I could almost hear the grin on his face as he pulled out, wiping his cum-stained shaft over my already sticky cheeks, before moving to the door, leaving me dripping and, once again, alone.

But not for long, as almost as soon as the door closed, it opened again. This third man was big, audible from his steps, and just that thought alone got the blood pumping. Wondering who the lion had gotten as the third load for the night, I grinned, until the male spoke that is, and then my expression changed to one of shock.

"Well, I knew you were pretty, Markus, but you coulda told me you loved bein' used too."

That familiar voice was one I had heard only yesterday, wishing him a good weekend as I left work. It was my damn boss, Jack, a large, old, and incredibly sexy grizzly bear. I audibly gulped as he made his way over to my rear, the older male kneeling down to inspect it.

"Seems like they've done a good job of opening you up for me. But I don't want you makin' too much noise now..."

I was confused for only a moment, as the bear quickly stood up, and pushed something against my muzzle. I only needed one sniff to know what it was, and I was already weak at the knees. The bear had pushed his used underwear right into my mouth and over my nose. All I could taste, and smell was his dick and pre, and that already had my dick dripping like a leaky faucet, almost as much as my hole at this point.

"Hmm, you like? Well maybe when it's late on a Friday and everyone else has gone home, I'll let you have some time down under my desk, eh? But right now, I want that sweet arse of yours."

While the other two had been content to stand behind me and go to town, Jack was very keen on making sure I knew where I was in the hierarchy. Moving onto the bed, he let his upper half press down atop me, while he grinded himself up and down my slick, leaky hole, teasing me mercilessly as he got me worked up. Then, once he was good and ready, he got to work.

One swift slam was all he needed, and that beer can thick cock sank in. It was mercifully shorter than the previous two, but it made up for it and then some with thickness, making sure I was very well stretched as he grinded his hips against my rear. His free hand kept his musky underwear where it was, firmly pressed into my mouth and against my nose, to keep me all whiny as he rutted me like a feral beast. His thrusts were shallow, powerful, and enough to drive me crazy all on their own even if they weren't hitting my prostate. But they were, and I was starting to leak heavily, my cock pressed firmly between the bed and my stomach.

"Expect to find yourself... Bent over my desk... Whenever I need some stress relief..."

He punctuated his thrusts with that dirty talk, his leaky cock claiming me as his little bitch, cementing his status as boss and mine as his cumdump. Each one would have made me sound out even louder, if not for the makeshift, musky gag that I was currently lapping over, my eyes rolled back under my blindfold as he worked all the good spots. He was relentless, using me as his fleshlight, his good little toy, but still making sure to keep me on edge, until he was good and ready to cum.

With how he was fucking me, it could have been seconds, it could have been minutes that he was atop me, rutting me into a senseless mess and watching me shiver. But it seemed that he wanted to cum now, and so he concentrated his thrusts, nice and fast now, onto my prostate, drilling into it to force me to cum. And even around that gag, I was loud when I was made to release my first load of the evening, mewling out as cum splattered over both the covers and my belly, my ass clenching naturally, milking the bear's cock as I came.

His orgasm was equally powerful, the bear roaring down into my ear as he slammed deep and pumped the third bare load of the night into my hole, leaving me pretty well-used, and nicely slick. Just as the other two, he was quick to pull out once finished, leaving me very gaped, but rather than walking to the door as they did, he instead went around the bed, moving in front of me and tugging the underwear from my maw.

"Not finished yet. You gotta clean up after yourself."

I didn't even have time to blush as he sank his length past my lips, pushing it against my tongue and making me lap it clean. It was a tight fit in my mouth, every inch inside, his fuzzy crotch right against my nose for me to sniff to my heart's content, but the real treat was his sticky, musky length. I could taste the different loads that had coated it during his fuck, along with the raunchy, deliciously hot flavour of my own arse.

"Good cumdump. Get every inch clean."

He chuckled, obviously enjoying being able to release his sexual tension now that we were outside the office. At least, that was what I thought, until I was pushed forward, my nose full of bear pubes as a fourth male, unheard by me during my glee at sucking the bear's cock clean, had gotten behind me and sank in, nice and deep.

"Now let's see if I can coat your muzzle as well, Markus."

It was going to be a long night...