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The Domesticated

Chapter 4

For DuskCypher

by Draconicon

Brecht was very aware of the effects of the aphrodisiac that was burning through Eku's body right at that moment. It made one feel as if they were a true beast, completely subject to the lusts of their body, unable to think of anything but the need to get off, to cum, to finish off and climax properly. The males were often affected worse than the females, if only because many of them were raised to be aware of the fact that they needed to breed rather than be bred. The females were able to take it, understand that they were subject to the pleasures of others in that moment, but the males? They wanted to rut, to fuck, to take control, and that simply wasn't allowed in the world of the Domesticated.

The human shook his head as he approached the hyena. The scent in the air was not unpleasant, though it was rather strong. Soon, he would need to make a decision about whether to allow the hyena to keep those glands that created such a scent, as not all owners allowed that or wanted it. That said, for now, he would be allowed to stay relatively normal. Relatively.

He approached as he pulled at the zipper of his pants, slowly dragging them down and taking his underwear with them. As ever, the pleasure of exposing himself to one of the beasts was very strong, indeed, and he flexed his cock, enjoying the twitching, pulsing feeling that came with it.

"On your belly, slave," he muttered.

Eku groaned, but the hyena obeyed, getting on all fours, showing off his ass. It was quite the nice rump when one got right down to it, he knew. It was something that rather begged for attention, and the muscles that ran through it were the sort that would attract the eyes of those that wanted to break a beast rather than just rut one. He ran his fingers through the fur, taking in the odd sensation of bristliness compared to the softness that most other species had back there.

Conditioner, some proper oils...

He filed that thought away, focusing instead on the pucker between the cheeks, running his fingers from the muscular globes down to that. It had slowly started flexing, getting used to the idea of being fucked, though he knew that was a temporary thing at best. The hyena would need much in the way of regular anal attention to be a proper slut for that, and he dared not take that too far before he knew what kind of owner he would be selling Eku to. The hyena needed to be properly conditioned for a specific owner, and taking anal conditioning too far could render that shaft useless. Not that many owners would care about that, but he knew that there were some that were more than eager to tease hard animal cocks, to force them to cum again and again like fountains.

It was something that he needed to determine, and soon. The mock-auction that was coming up would help with that quite a bit, but until then...

"Mmmph..."

The hyena's voice was a whimpering thing, something that barely had any real power behind it. It had lost most of the growling annoyance that it had once had, shifting to the begging pleas of the weaker male. Eku had learned something, then, apparently, and he would have to reward that.

"Are you feeling that desperate?" he asked.

"Mmmph...I just...I want to..."

"Do you remember what you are to call me?"

"Mmmph...Trainer."

"Correct. Now. Do you know how you are going to get off?"

The collar beeped and growled a few times, translating his words. Apparently, Nina had skimped slightly on the education programming if that was still going on. He would have to ensure that the hyena got the right languages installed in his mind later.

The translation finished, and Eku shook his head.

"No, Trainer."

"A pity. It seems that you have not yet realized what you need."

"Mmmph...then what...what do I need?"

"You need something in here."

He rested his finger right on that pucker, pressing in ever so slightly. The flesh was tight, but the slime that had been dripping everywhere from the hyena's cock had been more than enough to make it slippery enough for him to slide right in. Eku gasped under him, the hyena arching his back, and he smiled as he felt the warmth of that hole wrapping around his finger. It was quite clear that the young man hadn't gotten nearly enough attention back there while he was still in his tribe. Perhaps none, though he imagined that there might have been a few older warriors that would have been tempted to give it a try if they knew that they wouldn't be shamed for it later. He dragged his finger in and out, testing the tightness, feeling the rim squeezing down on his finger in an amusing sort of desperation.

"Is something the matter, Eku?" he asked.

"Mmmph...so...so weird..."

"Yes, I imagine it is."

Curling his finger, he searched for that little bump. It was probably rather inflamed at this point if the hyena had been this pent up by the collar, and considering that they hadn't done much since the hotel in Collared Landing, that would mean a fair bit. Fondling and poking the inner walls, he felt the hyena clench down on him again and again, until -

"Ah!"

Eku arched his back, his cock spitting pre-cum across the already-soiled sheets, and Brecht chuckled. There it was.

"You rather liked that, I see."

"Nnnngh...that...ah...ah...ah!"

The hyena arched his back like a cat getting petted right at the base of its tail, and for similar reason. The perpetual petting that he was doing to the beast's prostate was milking it quite well, making it spit pre-cum over and over again. That throbbing shaft was eagerly bowing to his will, giving itself over to him. That control was spreading through the hyena, long-buried instincts making him want to submit, to give in, to enjoy himself with the man that knew where to touch. He slid his finger in and out, the shivering, trembling beast barely able to keep his head up.

"Ah...ah...ah...Mmmph!"

You will not cum, he thought. There was no need to say it. The collar was already focused on a chastity/edging function, and that would mean that the hyena would be trained to take this pleasure, to learn to live with it and function while all horned up like this. It would keep him from becoming a problem to someone else in the future, and that was all for the better.

A few more finger-thrusts later, and he knew that the hole was about as ready as it was going to get without extra lube or more specialized toys. He pulled his finger back, only for the hyena to collapse completely. Those stained soles pushed to the edge of the bed, toes curling, cock pointed backwards and dripping like a broken spigot. The young male shivered from head to toe, whimpering.

"I...It's not...please...please, Trainer...I need to...need to..."

Whatever pride the young male had had seemed to evaporate before the heat of his need. That slippery pucker was twitching like mad, showing off every little bit of desperation that was flooding through the hyena at that moment. He smiled, kneeling behind the hyena and getting a good grip on his hips.

"This is training, Eku. And you will be trained to love this."

"I don't - ah!"

The hyena didn't have a chance to think about what was going on. All he had the chance to feel was the touch of a hot cock tip to his puckering hole, and he silenced himself. Brecht wasn't entirely sure if he was doing it out of submission or if he genuinely wanted it just yet. In either case, it didn't matter. All that mattered was that this hole needed its first, proper use, and he was going to be the one to do it.

It was one of the few pleasures that he genuinely allowed himself. A virgin slave was not that useful, nor that interesting to most of those with money. If you had a breeding farm, you could just about get away with making a profit in breeding slaves and then selling the virgin ones to those that wanted to have a good time with an untouched animal, but the Domesticated needed to be more than that. They needed to be well-trained, well-educated, and put out there with the skills needed to keep their masters' attentions. Otherwise, they were less than useless, boring, and would be discarded the moment that a 'better model' was available from a reputable seller. Sometimes sooner, with the wrong masters.

He would not have his own slaves treated that way. When he trained a Domesticated, they would not shame him, and they would not shame themselves.

As he slowly pushed forward, he paid attention. He watched the little muscles rippling along the hyena's back, felt for the little trickle of sweat that always came free when one got fucked for the first time. Brecht noted the little shivers that ran down the spine, and the lack of any big ones. If there was fear, it was handled. It seemed that the hyena had the same courage for this as he had had facing down Muto on the grounds.

Let's see how he handles it when I actually slide in...

That would be the telling part. No matter how many drugs you pumped someone full of, their first reaction told you honestly what they actually wanted. This would tell him what Eku wanted out of life, and whether he could easily be trained to be a slut or not.

He continued to slide in, feeling the rim stretching until the head of his cock finally popped in. The sudden clench around the tip of his shaft, followed by the gasp and moan from the hyena, confirmed what he had been hoping for. Eku was a bottom, or if he wasn't a true bottom, then he was curious enough that it made little difference. He could easily learn how to take it, and from that, he could easily learn how to give a good show of enjoying any human cock that he was forced to service as part of his roles.

Brecht nodded to himself, pushing forward a little more firmly. The first hilting was enough to leave Eku moaning up a storm, the pulses and twitches going on down below fading to something more like a constant drizzle of pre-cum. The smell of sex was getting stronger by the second, and he knew that it was going to be very fragrant by the time that he finished with the hyena. In, out, in, out, slowly grinding his cock forward before pulling it back, and then doing it again. And again. And again.

Each thrust was a way to break the hyena, a way to remind him of the power of humanity and the masters that he would have to bow to in the future. The whole fuck was meant as a lesson, a relentless lesson to push the hyena's submission to the forefront, to allow him to see that there was a way to take pleasure out of slavery, if he was willing to embrace the inevitability of it. He didn't have to like it, but he did have to learn to take it.

In, out, in, out, and the pleasure started to grow for him. Even with Eku too shocked to push back or take part in the rut, he could feel the inner walls clenching down on him, the inexperienced hole giving him some sort of pleasure all its own. He could take the need, the heat, the warmth that came from it, and he groaned as he felt it start to take more of an active role in the rutting. The rim clenched around the base of his cock every time that he slammed in, and he started to feel the inner walls rippling around him, the muscles spasming as they got used to the fact that they were being invaded, pushed apart, used by someone stronger than them.

In, out, in, out, each time feeling that clenching pucker getting more and more eager. He made sure to aim himself at the prostate every time, wanting the hyena to associate this feeling with utter pleasure, submission with reward, obedience with bliss. Each time that he rammed in, he could feel Eku begging that little bit more, pushing back that little bit more firmly for a bit more cock.

Good. You're ready for more.

Brecht picked up speed, taking the bristling discomfort of the hyena's rump fur against his crotch as the cost of entry as he slammed in harder and faster. The hyena slumped forward, gasping at the hard anal assault that he was getting. Brecht pushed it harder, further, faster, slamming down faster than he would normally have done on a first-timer, but who cared? This was something that the hyena obviously enjoyed, and he wasn't going to take it easy on him if he wanted it that bad, that deep.

In, out, in, out, his balls starting to swing forward, beating down on those swollen nuts in front of him. He could feel them churning against him, feel the need, smell the slime that they were creating as it was milked out with every thrust. The hyena was technically slightly stronger than him, but at this point, that didn't matter. His cock ruled the room, and Eku couldn't, wouldn't stop him from using it.

In, out, in, out, and then -

"Ah...ah...please, Trainer, please!"

The hyena begged again. He smiled, and he slowly pulled out. His cock was throbbing, on the verge of exploding with seed, and he offered it to the beast.

"Do you want to climax, beast?"

"Nnngh...why...why did you..."

"Do you want to climax?"

"Y-yes, Trainer..."

"Then you will take this on your face."

He needed no more than a stroke, and he came. The feeling was as wonderful as ever, and the sight of his seed splattering along the beast's fur, spreading across his muzzle and almost hitting him in the eye was just as good as it had been when he had done it to the last batch. The confusion, the humiliation, and - yes, there it was - the arousal that Eku showed was just perfect, too.

He slowly pulled back, allowing his hyena to roll onto his back. The beast's shaft was throbbing, painfully hard, and he could tell that it was desperate for its release. He could have left it that way, allowed Eku to try and sleep with that much need pulsing through his body. After all, he had done that with many of his other acquisitions on their first few nights, leaving them to learn a lesson.

However, this one...

This one seemed to have a need to be rewarded, to understand that he was doing well. Brecht knew how to handle them, and knew that they did better with the appropriate treatment. Forcing them through punishment wouldn't work without the right build-up to it, and Eku had been through hell for the last few days. He supposed he could offer something small in return.

He reached up to the collar. The hyena stared, fingers clenching at the bed.

"I'm going to give you what you want."

"How?"

"A button on the collar, and another bit of pleasure from your ass."

"..."

"Unless you want to go through the night with nothing?"

"...I'll take it."

"You'll take it...?"

"Trainer."

"All together."

"I will take it, Trainer."

"Good. You are learning."

Tapping one part of the collar and letting it read his fingerprint, he drummed out the command for a single orgasm to be allowed in the chastity program. As soon as the collar beeped in confirmation, he brought his hands down and lifted the hyena's legs into the air. Eku gasped, blushing once more, but there was no hesitation on Brecht's part. He had already spent a great deal of time here, and it was time for him to move on to some of the other projects that needed handling through his estate. The hyena was not to consume more of his time than necessary.

Spitting on that well-stretched pucker, he slid two fingers inside. With practiced ease, he found the swelling nub inside, and as soon as he did, he started pushing, nudging, and rubbing it.

The effects were instantaneous. Eku gasped, his mouth hanging open, his tongue lolling out like a dog. He was clearly out of his mind with pleasure, and just as clearly, he didn't care in the slightest how undignified he looked. All that mattered to him was that he was enjoying himself.

Take it...take it...

With a little twist of his wrist, he attacked the prostate from a slightly different angle. His other hand went up to the hyena's cock, aimed it, and then, with one more little push -

Clench.

Gasp.

Howl.

Pulse.

As Eku came, he aimed the hyena's cock right at his face, ensuring that the blast of cum rushing out hit him right in the face. Splatter, splut, splatter went the white goo, going all over Eku's cheeks, into his mouth, and even a little bit into his nose. The splatter and gasp that followed that one almost had the hyena squirming out of his grip, but the combined pressure on the prostate and the pleasure of orgasm kept him in place.

He slowly pulled his hands back, wiping his fingers through the hyena's fur. Eku shivered, his toes curling, his body spasming from time to time as the pleasure shocks continued to run through him. The slave-trainer smiled slightly, shaking his head.

"Better?"

"Nnngh...mmph..."

"You will still have some need, but it will be diminished. You should be able to sleep through it, and I recommend that you do."

"What...why did you..."

"You are to be a Domesticated. I will ensure that it is something that you can tolerate. More to the point, I will ensure that it is something that you are ready for. And that means that you will find things about it that you enjoy."

"..."

"Sleep, beast. You will need it."

Brecht got to his feet, dressing quickly and leaving just the same. Through it all, he could feel the eyes of the beast on his back, and he wondered how confused the young male was. Probably very, which would be useful. When someone was confused, then they were all the more desperate for answers.

His second task of the night waas to see how Muto was doing. With the punishment that he'd had Nina mete out, he wanted to see how the maned wolf was doing, and that meant tracking him down. It was slightly more difficult than usual, but he eventually found the long-legged canine sitting in the library, naked save for the armored plates of his position on his chest, thighs, and upper arms.

"I assume that Nina did her job?" he asked as he approached the maned wolf.

"Yeah...she did."

"And you have learned your lesson?"

"Do what I'm told, Owner, and don't extrapolate."

"Incorrect."

The maned wolf arched an eyebrow as he looked up from his tablet. He cocked his head to the side, too, something that was quite the indication of puzzlement. And annoyance, for that matter, at being puzzled.

"Alright then, Owner. What the hell was I supposed to learn?"

"If you are given an order, it is good and right to extrapolate on it...in a longer-term mission or when I am not around to correct you. If, however, I am around..."

"Then I turn to you for proper guidance, Owner."

"Correct."

"Alright. So, I was supposed to learn to just turn the other fucking cheek if someone punches me, Owner?"

"If I ordered you to chase them rather than fight them, and I am around to confirm it, yes."

"That's bullshit."

"I seem to recall that you called the fight that you had with my previous security chief 'bullshit', as well. Considering that he had a taser and you still nearly won that fight, I would be inclined to disagree, but we all have our feelings on these matters."

"...Fucking fair enough, Owner."

"Now, to business. You mentioned that there was an attempt by thieves to steal some merchandise. How far did they get?"

"Only so far as the walls, Owner. We pegged them coming our way and were waiting on our side."

"And why on our side?"

"Hey, that way we get them for trespassing and invasion. Thought you wanted maximum punishment for the fuckers that decided to mess with us."

"I do. But I prefer to know your rationale."

And it was a good one. The Snatchers and the abolitionists were the more dangerous threat for trainers and hunters like him, but the thieves were almost as problematic. While they were certainly extremists, they were the sort that had plenty of support in court if one didn't do everything the right way, and that meant ensuring that the thieves and others overplayed their hands. It was one thing to stop someone from getting into the estate and ensuring that there was no incident in the first place. It was another thing entirely to allow them over the walls and into his estate, where they could be charged with breaking and entering at the very least, particularly when they came over the walls rather than through the front gate.

It wasn't enough to put them in prison and away from his possessions, but it was better than allowing them to run rampant all over the place.

Shaking his head, he sat down across from the maned wolf. Muto arched an eyebrow.

"Is there something else, Owner?"

"Yes. I want to know what you think of the newcomer."

"He's got balls," the maned wolf said, shrugging. "I can't say much more than that."

"Do you believe that he can fight?"

"...Why do you ask, Owner?"

"I'm still sorting out what to train him as," he admitted, shaking his head. "There's a number of possibilities. If the pleasure slave market wasn't as overstuffed as it was, that would be my first choice for a quick sale, but he doesn't have anything to make him stand out in that crowd."

"Huh. So, what're the options, Owner?"

"Security, attendant, decoration, or hunter."

Only the first of which was particularly high-paying, unfortunately. There were only so many different types of slaves out there, and the market shifted constantly as to which was most in vogue.

A security slave, for example, would frequently be useful to those with the money to afford them. They were akin to bodyguards, someone that took care of their master, but they required quite a bit more breaking to ensure that they wouldn't turn on the ones that owned them. He had gone through a number of them, and Muto was probably his best result. Even the maned wolf had his problems, though, and he wouldn't be surprised if there was something that he had missed there. Besides, all the rich people that he normally sold to had their own security at the moment, and he didn't see them buying some new guy that they didn't know. Still, there was always a possibility of a new client, or someone else needing a new model that Eku might work for.

As for attendants, they were akin to servants, and generally required some class to go with strength and stamina for labor. Eku had the latter two, but class? Wouldn't happen, not without extensive investment in training and even more extensive education than they had already done.

Decoration slaves were more like the ones that he had seen in the hotel lobby back in Collared Landing. They were slaves that were trained to hold poses, sometimes with the aid of their collars and sometimes without, for extensive periods of time. They were one of the lowest slaves out there as they were purely there for their aesthetic appeal, and while that could bring in some large amounts of money from the right buyers, it was still one of those things that one couldn't entirely rely on at the same time. Besides, he'd already spent more money hunting the hyena down than he could make back in a sale for someone buying that.

As for hunter-slaves...

Not a chance in hell, he thought, shaking his head. Eku hates the idea of others being here. Training him to hunt them down would be all but doomed from the start. Even if it would bring in almost as much money as training him for security, it would depend on something that just wouldn't happen. No way in hell would Eku ever turn on his own species to that degree.

"So, do you think he can fight?" he asked again.

"He's...got the instincts, I guess," Muto said, shrugging. "And he can throw a pretty damn good punch. I felt it through the armor."

"You didn't show it."

"You think I'm stupid enough to let the new guy know that he can punch me enough that I can feel it?"

"Fair point."

"But he's not got that much experience. That's obvious. He's never been in a scrap bigger than a wrestling match with his family, I'll bet you anything."

"But he has the basics?"

"...If I gotta say yes or no, then I guess yes."

"Then we'll work from there."

Sex slaves were not going to bring in a lot of money, but he would keep that as an option to at least minimize his losses. If there was a sudden trend for slaves that were more wild, more obviously bestial the way that Eku was, then there was a chance that he might make a better-than-average profit on that sale. If there wasn't...well, there were times when one had to cut their losses and sell at a loss rather than spend more money on storage.

However, if he could sell Eku as security, that would get back all that he had spent and more. Those buyers tended to go high for quality, and while it wouldn't be a soldier role as the hyena had begged for on the grounds, it would be closer to what he believed he was good at.

Now, I just need to find a buyer...

"Anything else, Owner?"

"Train yourself with an XL tonight as an extension of Nina's punishment -"

"Goddammit."

"And then go to sleep. I want you rested; if we're going to see him trained, then I need my best helping out with that."

Leaving the flabbergasted maned wolf in the library, he got to his feet and left. He had one more stop to make before he was able to go rest.

The mouse was waiting for him in the account room. Nina was one of the first Domesticated that he had kept, and she had proven long ago that she was worth her weight in gold. Even before her education, she had a head for numbers and priorities, and while she still had the rank of Domesticated under him, she was one of the major things that kept his estate running when he wasn't there. More to the point, she was the one that handled all the issues that rose up from all the other beasts that ran in and out of the house so that he didn't have to.

She sat at the computer, bare as could be, and he patted her on the shoulder as he walked up behind her. She turned her head, nodded in greeting, and closed the monitor so she could attend to him. He sat down across from her on the other side of the desk, lounging back in his chair.

"How's the projects running?"

"The military unit is all but ready for sale," Nina said. He smiled. She didn't even have to look it up; she kept this stuff in her head just as part of her job. "The client on that job is looking to get a better price than the one we quoted them, but I managed to deflect them for the next day or two."

"Good. I don't have the energy to deal with that right now. How much less were they haggling for?"

"Twenty percent less, Owner."

He hissed. That would put them below the profit margin needed to keep all the other projects going. Not something that he was willing to contemplate. If it had been five percent, then perhaps that would have been doable - it would have ensured that the client came back for more business, too, which would have been even better - but if they wanted to pay that much less on that big a contract, then no dice.

"Tell me the next time they call. No matter what I'm doing, just get me."

"You wish to smack them down, Owner?"

"I want to remind them how much time they've already invested in this, and how much they've made me invest in it, too. If they want the best, then they are going to pay for it."

Nina smiled, and he shook his head. It was nothing particularly admirable there; he knew what he was worth, and he knew how much he deserved for that particular contract.

"Next?"

"Harem Five is going well. They should be ready for sale tomorrow, if things continue and nothing goes bad overnight."

"Any risk of that?"

"The badger of the group has a slight risk of backsliding, but I've programmed his collar to do a few hypno-routines for the night. It should shore up any loose ends."

"Good...good..."

"Shall I continue, Owner?"

"Yes."

Brecht settled in to listen, his mind mostly on the different projects that needed to be finished for profit, but there was one little chunk that was busy with something else. He looked out the window of the office, looking down at the grounds and the various beasts and Domesticated that wandered around. Some stayed in their buildings this late at night, while others preferred to take in the moonlight as they enjoyed their relatively free evenings. They all seemed...content, at least.

There was little more that one could hope for from those that were little more than slaves. The Domesticated were slaves in all but name, and received better treatment depending on the value that they came with. Those that came with greater value, better training, were treated better than those that had less. It was the only thing that a trainer could do to give them a half-decent life, to stuff them so full of learning that those that encountered them didn't dare treat them too badly for fear of losing their investment.

It wasn't much, but it was something. More than what most people did, too, and quite a bit more expensive.

"Owner?" Nina asked.

"Continue," he said, turning his attention back to her.

The End

Summary: Brecht has his fun with Eku while the hyena is hopped up on all kinds of drugs, and then consults with some of his other Domesticated for opinions on a few things.

Tags: M/M, nudity, drugs, collar, slaves, slavery, Domesticated, series, anal, teasing, breaking, orgasm, cum, prostate orgasm, facial, human superiority, anthro slaves, human/anthro,