Special Benefits

Story by Wolfhound_22 on SoFurry

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Ivashin ( http://www.furaffinity.net/user/ivashin/ ) told me to write a story for him, so I did. :)

Ivashin (c) Ivashin


"Special Benefits"

by WolfHound Baxton

Ivashin grunted comfortably as he sat back in his luxuriant leather office chair and took a drink of coffee. He was very happy with his new job and especially happy that the company allowed its workers to bring some of the comforts of home to work with them as long as it was not too distracting. Indeed, happy employees could mean higher productivity. This was why the sizable Ovcharka dog had brought his pet with him to work today and secured him under his desk with the restraints that the company so generously provided.

Wolf groaned a little as he squirmed on his puppy plug, unable to move from his position due to the leather cuffs and short chains holding him down. Two cuffs held his ankles to the floor and another two suspended his arms from the underside of the desk. The black wolf was permitted little movement except for a back and forth motion between his Master's legs, but this was just fine for his purposes. Wolf's collar had a chain on it that allowed for him to be pulled forward whenever his Master wanted.

Yank! ... The hooded, bound, and plugged wolf was tugged by that chain until he found his nose buried in musky crotch of his Master. In the next few moments, wolf's ears twitched to the sound of zippers being undone and was soon greeted with the cool feeling of fresh air mixed with the warm scent of his Master's musk as the portion of his hood covering his muzzle was removed.

"Submit!" came the firm and commanding voice of Wolf's Master. Wolf immediately did as he had been trained, pushing out his tongue and resting it upon his Master's hanging sac, pushing the top of his nose under his Owner's musky sheath.

Wolf yipped a little and then gave tiny moans of happiness as he took in the beloved scent of his Owner.

Ivashin growled a little and reached down to give one of wolf's ears a little pinch and twist. "Quiet, toy!," scolded the Master. "People in here are trying to work!"

Wolf began to yelp then stifled himself, holding the "submit" position he had been trained in by his Owner - tongue on his Master's balls, nose pressed to his sheath.

Ivashin grinned down at the hooded pup between his legs, his eyes still covered. The large dog's tail wiggled behind his office chair as he enjoyed the attention.

The large canine moaned very softly in pleasure and adjusted his tie as his sheath began to stir.

"Lick," ordered the large dog and his pet began to work, running his tongue over those heavy balls as his Master's thick ebony shaft began to grow over the top of his muzzle.

Wolf knew what was happening with his Master's dick, even though he was not yet permitted to touch it. He could tell by the scent and the stirring of the sheath above his muzzle. It caused him to squirm and shift just a little, feeling more intensely his puppy rump squeezing around the plug in his ass. His own sheath gave a little jump in vain at the scent of his Master's arousal. Wolf could not cum. Not only was he not allowed, but the cold steel cage that enveloped the pet's sheath prevented him from the forbidden pleasures that were reserved only for his Master.

"Take it now, boy," came the command from the dominant canine, pressing his now fully erect shaft against his puppy's lips and pushing forward.

The pup opened his muzzle, taking the thick black meat in as his tail wiggled with excitement. It had been some time since his Master had rewarded him by allowing him to pleasure his shaft fully. It was the only pleasure this pet could have now that his own dick had been permanently sealed in its cage, a sacrifice made so that he could focus on the things that really mattered, such as his service to his Owner.

Ivashin took a sip of coffee and continued to work at his computer while Wolf took his juicy dick fully into his muzzle, beginning to bob and suckle it dutifully as he had been taught.

The large canine took only the briefest respite from his work now to further enjoy the attentions of his faithful pet, smiling and tilting his head back as he sighed in pleasure. He then looked down and placed his paw on the back of the wolf's hood, pressing him down to guide him.

Wolf gurgled a little, finding himself pressed further down on his owner's cock, the tip of it threatening to penetrate his throat. He blushed beneath his hooded cheeks at being used so, taking a deep musky breath in through his nose and trying to stretch his throat to accommodate his Owner's tip. Soon, the wolf's air was cut off. He blinked, surprised as the huge dick stuffed his throat, but continued to serve and pleasure it as was his duty.

Ivashin waggled his tail more behind his desk as Wolf continued his work. Soon wolf felt a sense of relief, a chance for air as his owner's firm paw wrapped around the chain attached to his collar and began to pull his head back and forth, thrusting himself into his muzzle as Wolf continued his sucking and licking. Even in the midst of this, Wolf could hear his Owner's mouse clicking or keyboard clacking now an then as his Owner continued his work. Ivashin, of course, was not about to abuse the policy of allowing pets at work by slacking off.

Wolf grunted lightly, trying to control the volume of his slurping noises as he sucked his Master's dick. His nose twitched as it pressed against his Owner's black knot, the thick growing orb a sign of things to come.

The anticipation caused Wolf to wag his tail. He was always so happy when his Master came. He knew it meant that was doing his job as a pet. He rrurrred and gave little yips of anticipation, intensifying his licking.

Ivashin gritted his teeth and grunted now, his body tensing up in preparation for the coming eruption. He tugged on Wolf's chain faster now, giving his knot a squeeze or two as he did. Wolf tipped in excitement, his eager tongue lapping and dancing as he licked at the steady stream of pre that his owner was shooting out.

Ivashin tensed up, grunting and biting his lip. He groaned softly, but the expression on his face was that of a passionate howl. He had shot in his pet's hungry maw, but had done his best not to disturb his co-workers, some of whom were no doubt busy with pets and toys of their own.

Ivashin pulled his spent dick slowly from his pet's muzzle, the marble-black shaft glistening with saliva and his precious white cream. The large canine rubbed his dick around in front of his pet's nose who eagerly sniffed at it.

"Boy did a good job..."

"Thank you Sir," came the timid response of the pet.

"Yes Sir," responded the hooded pet with a nod.

As Wolf began to lick the cream from his Owner's dick, Ivashin pondered the generosity of his boss and began to type out a thank you note.

"This was probably my most productive day here. Just wanted to say thanks for boosting the team's morale..."