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STORY: XEBASSIAN'S PLAYROOM WRITTEN: 10/07/15 By : Zycaneus

WARNING: The following story contains scenes that depict graphic homoerotic and non-consensual sexual encounters between humanoid animals and scenes of violence. It is not intended for minors or those that may take offense to such topics.

PART 4 of 4 : THE WUFF'S REVENGE WC = 8,025

The following morning Syex jerked awake in his bed feeling rather rested and refreshed. Once again he wondered if anyone will ever find a way to eliminate the sudden sensation of vertigo that results in that involuntary muscle twitch as the consciousness takes control of the Avatar. With all the advances in technology of late Syex felt that someone should be able to make the transition a lot smoother. Still it felt good to just lay there, snuggled up in his comforter. Then he remembered he had an appointment with a certain golden canine who owed him some serious play time.

Syex sat up in his bed and after stretching called up his PCC and typed in the command that brought light to his Grotto. Within moments the ceiling began to glow with patches of luminescent fungus as hundreds of candles re-lit themselves creating a cathedral-like ambiance to his home. Scooting off of his bed he called up his wardrobe menu to decide what to wear for the day. He almost chose his liquid light show tunic again. But then decided that what he really needed was something more appropriate for the coming games when he's dominating the hell out of mister golden boy. And there was only one look that would fit that role.

Syex keyed in the IDP swap and a moment later he was a huge four-legged wuff-beast with thick, blue-black fur and blazing yellow eyes. He wore a heavy spiked collar and nothing else. Since he mostly walked about on all fours he could get away with being without clothing. Syex looked at the time. It was T0645 in the morning. He wondered if golden boy was awake. He almost texted him a message to see if he was ready to play but then caught himself.

"No, he's doing things my way today." Syex assured himself. Then he went to the T-Door that still stood in his Animancing Chamber. Remembering that he'd still had the access code that Xebassian had given him, he activated it and pushed a clawed finger-toe into the surface of the black monolith. Syex grinned with satisfaction when the surface turned into a shadow. With rising hopes that Xeba wasn't actually awake yet so he could surprise him in his bed, he slipped through the portal and stepped out into Xebassian's office. Stepping as silently as he could Syex crept through the double doors into the master bedroom. He saw that the curtains of the king's bed were drawn so he quietly crept up to them and poked his nose inside. As he'd hoped Xabassian DeBorzak was still wearing his new orzoy wuffhon form and he appeared to be asleep. Lying curled up on his side clutching one of his pillows to him like a lover. Syex grasped the blankets that covered him and slowly pulled them down and off the sleeping form expecting at any moment for the canine to awaken.

Syex sat there for several moments admiring his handiwork and just how sexy he'd managed to make those long slender legs. Finally after deciding the orzoy wasn't waking up, Syex crawled up on top of the sleeping form. But when the sleeper still hadn't awakened he realized that Xebassian was off Grid. Syex rolled the unconscious form onto its back and laid down on it.

"Soooo," Syex said to the sleeping canine beneath him. "You played with me when I was logged out. Maybe I'll just see how it is to play with you."

Syex drew his tongue along the long chin of the orzoy and decided it tasted rather good. Then his jaws parted and took the long snout into his mouth and began to suck on it and savor it like it was a lollipop. Running his tongue over the soft warm muzzle. Pushing the snout far enough into his maw that he felt that big soft flexible nose in the back of his throat. He next moved to mouthing the soft throat with his fangs as his hips began to work against the warm furry body beneath him. The idea that Xebassian could wake up at any moment added to the thrill. He was beginning to not only enjoy having this lovely canid so totally at his mercy, but also to perhaps understand what Xebassian enjoyed about it. A living doll that can't say no to whatever he wanted. Nor one he had to explain or wonder what it thought of any particular action he might find enjoyable.

Syex was never one for drawn out love affairs. As soon as he'd grown fully erect from the rubbing he wanted climax. Syex leaned back and yanked the orzoy's legs apart and pushed them up towards his chest. Then he drove himself into that firm tailhole hard. The canine's body was limp as a rag doll but it still felt damned good. Before long Syex had the whole bed bouncing up and down with the force of his thrusts. As Syex's passions grew in intensity he leaned back to better try to drive himself as deep into his living sex toy as he possibly could. He was close to climax when the body he was hammering away on suddenly shuddered and jerked. Xebassian DeBorzak had just logged on.

"Hey! Whoa! What! Ho Shit!" Was all Xeba managed to spit out in between the wuff beast's thrusts as he was unmercifully pounded by the powerful beast. Any farther attempts came out as whines, yelps and moans.

Then the wuff beast's passions erupted within him and Syex threw back his head and howled triumphantly while Xeba's fists pounded the bed as a way to cope with the pain. Finally the wuff beast's passions were spent and he collapsed forward onto the canine. His shaft still firmly embedded to the hilt in the orzoy's butt.

Xebassian also began to catch his breath and reached down and stroked Syex's large furry head. Still groggy from the rude awakening, he nevertheless did his best to put on the best face of things.

"Well . . .Yes, good morning to you too. . . .my master. I do hope you enjoyed yourself?" A satisfied rumble from the hulk that kept him pinned to his bed was all the answer he got. After they lay together for a while, Syex's maleness finally slipped out of Xeba and he allowed Xeba to sit up.

"Ahhhs!" Xebassian winced as he moved. "I have to say that I've never been fucked like that before. . . Wow!" Xebassian flexed his thighs and his back while he rubbed his buttocks with his hand. "I might never sit again. But anyway, about last night. I do hope you're not too angry with me. I really want to make it up to you and . . . what are you . . . doing?"

Syex had lazily rolled onto his side gazing at the golden canid when he'd reached out and caught a hold of one of Xebassian's ankles and drew the foot up to his jaws. Xebassian sucked in a breath when he saw his whole foot disappear into the powerful jaws of the wuff beast. Xebassian gripped his blankets bracing himself for sudden pain.

"Hey you're not planning on biting that off are you? Please don't bite off my foot. Or at least give me a moment to turn off my pain sensors. Please?"

But the wuff beast only grinned around the foot in his mouth as he slowly savored it. His long tongue running all over it and between the toes. Several times he let Xebassian feel the sharpness of his teeth as he clamped down on the foot in his jaws. But never enough to cause real pain.

Once Xebassian realized that the monster wuff wasn't going to actually chew his foot off he relaxed a bit and laid back on the bed.

"Yes, all right then. How did you ever get in here? I know I left my T-Door in your abode but I thought it was only coded to me."

Keeping his lips clamped tight Syex pulled the foot out of his mouth with a pop. "You gave me a pass code remember?" Then he put Xeba's toes to his lips and sucked them back in.

"But that was supposed to be a dated pass code that should have expired by now. Tell me, what exactly did I give you?"

Syex let go of Xebassian's foot and summoned the code on his PCC, setting his screen to visible mode so Xebassian could see it.

"That's what I gave you?"

"That's what I punched in. At least that's what I remembered it to be."

"What you remembered . . . So you didn't actually use the code I sent you. You typed it from memory?"

"A'Yup."

Xebassian shook his head slowly, "Yes, I suppose I should learn to make my pass codes a bit more unique. You probably only had to mistype a couple of characters to change it from a dated pass code to a permanent one. Just so."

"Well now that you know, you can um, change it."

"Hmmms. . . You know what, keep it. Yes. . . If you let me leave my T-Door in your abode I'll let you keep free access to it' Just so." When Xebassian noticed Syex's look of surprise he explained; "You're the first person I've played that game with that was willing to speak to me the next morning."

"Oh I wonder why." Syex said in the most dourly sarcastic tone he could muster. "Ya'know there's people who get off on being snuffed. Why ain't you hooked up with one of them?"

"Yes, actually I have on occasion. But it's not the same. You really need to understand that it's not the act of killing that excites me. Yes, it's the feeling of control and the sense of being able to bend someone to my will. Plus I suppose I have to admit a really big part of the thrill of it is doing something that's wrong, maybe even illegal."

"Awwws what? You unconsciously rebelling 'gainst a childhood of overly dominating parents or sumptum?" Syex had commented offhandedly as a tease. But the sudden angry look Xebassian responded with made him realize he'd touched a nerve.

It was then that several points came together and clicked in Syex's mind. The DeBorzak clan were known for their very successful vacation business which offered five star catered trips to theme parks and vacation spots all over the Gridworld. They were major players in the realms of high finance and their company was a big name on the world stock market. They were wealthy beyond what most people could imagine. Yet here was Mister DeBorzak's only son making his living from dealing in used computer hardware. Sure, he had started his own Casino business but according to what Syex had seen on his public info page he got his start trading in junk. What could that mean other then someone who had struggled his whole life to get out from under his father's shadow? It was very probable that Xebassian truly was a golden boy, born into prosperity and privilege that had rankled under the smothering embrace of his too successful parents. Parents that more then likely demanded more of their son then he felt he could or even wanted to give.

It was Xebassian who finally broke the moment of uncomfortable silence that had followed. "Yes actually, you're more correct then you could imagine. People might think growing up in a rich family meant I got anything I wanted. Sure, I was always showered with expensive toys and gifts. What I didn't have was freedom. . . freedom to just be myself instead of always being my father's son. From as early as I can remember I was never allowed to make friends on my own. My parents always picked the friends they thought would be appropriate for me as well as the games we were supposed to play. It wasn't until I'd finally left my home and struck out on my own that I actually had time to be me.

Syex couldn't help a little chuckle. "Um, time to raise some serious hell eh?"

Xebassian grinned warmly but shook his head. "So I would've wished. But at the time I found myself far too busy creating a livelihood for myself." Xebassian's expression took on a far away look as he reminisced. "It was a truly frightening time for me actually. I knew the one thing I just couldn't allow to happen was to fail. To find myself in a position of being forced to return to face my father and hear those dreaded words of I-told-you-so. It wasn't until I'd bought the cyberspace and V-Props to set up the Queen's Gold Casino that I'd actually felt financially secure enough to take time to start exploring my personal desires."

"Ya certainly made a success of yourself. Um, how long have you been out on your own?"

"Yes, well I've had the Queen's Gold for nearly two years now. But I've been trading in the used parts business for maybe five years. It was just after I turned sixteen that I'd talked my father into giving me a generous loan to get myself started building a business of my own."

Syex sat stunned at the revelation. This guy's only twenty-three and already he's managed to start and run two successful businesses and amass a small fortune? Syex remembered back when he was that age he'd been just struggling to fit into being a grunt at the Renraw-Sorb corporation. He was the newbie that got all the shit jobs that no one else wanted, and had to take them because he didn't have a choice. Its was a time of struggling to be able to scrape together enough creds to rent his very first home pod. In spite of the nightmare inflicted on him last night, Syex found himself beginning to admire Xebassian for more then his pretty body.

Just then Xebassian's expression took on a pained frown. "Oh bother!" he said rather discontentedly. Then to Syex , "Sir Wuff, I am ever so sorry but I just have to take this call."

"Of course. . . " Syex said rather blankly as Xebassian slid off the bed and strode into his office while tapping on his PCC. A moment later Syex once again heard the crisp, confident and commanding voice of the hard driving businessman as Xebassian opened a conversation with one of his business associates. Syex remained on the bed pondering just what he'd managed to latch onto. A young, upwardly mobile entrepreneur who not only was the best cash cow he'd ever run into, but from all appearances seemed to actually like him. Not only that he was a damned good lay . . . when he wasn't being a maniac. Syex had planned on putting Xebassian through an experience more or less equal to what he'd done to him. He had wanted some pay back for how he'd been treated. But now Syex was beginning to wonder if that was such a great idea. Maybe it would be more to his advantage not to see how far he could push this guy after all.

A moment later Xebassian walked back into the bedroom. He had shifted back to his dragon form and was in his business suit. "I'm very sorry my dear friend, but I have to go to work now."

"I understand." Syex said hopping off the bed. "Just don't forget you still owe me for last night. And as you like to say, this morning was just the beginning."

The dragon grinned. "This evening I promise to be your slave my master." and Xebassian bowed to Syex as he departed through the T-Door back to his own grotto abode.

* * *

It was T1735 when Xebassian stepped through the T-Door again. Although he couldn't see him Syex knew this because he'd set a sensor-bot to watch the portal and come alert him wherever he might be. Wearing his normal hominid wuff form along with his his druid-style bathrobe, Syex felt rather comfortable in his easy chair and didn't bother to get up. "Let my slave come to me." Syex thought to himself with an evil grin. The hominid Dragon man wandered into the grotto and spying Syex on the lower level joined him there.

"Yes, well good evening sir wuff. I do hope you weren't too put off by me having to leave this morning. But it was an important purchase I had to make. The Xennode Corporation was decommissioning an entire block of its server core to make room for upgrades. I just had to be in on that auction. That was a valuable hunk of parts I should be able to eventually resell at a good profit. Just so."

Without waiting to be invited Xebassian flopped down on the sofa opposite Syex . "Yes, it was a real touch and go time of it too. Four other salvage companies were also bidding. For a while I really thought I wasn't going to make my mark. But then. . ." And the dragon clicked his jaws and winked for emphasis, "They decided they couldn't underbid me and I took the pot. Fannastix! Then of course I had to scramble to get labor-bots and operators in place to begin the dismantling process. Fortunately my Queen's Gold didn't turn up its usual run of problems or irate customers. Well cheers for life's small miracles ehs?"

Xebassian sat unconsciously rubbing the index finger of one hand with the thumb and fingers of his other. Then he turned his attention to Syex .

"But now I'm free for the whole evening and you will find that I do believe in keeping my promises. Oh that reminds me." And the dragon activated his PCC and after some quick hand motions in the air his image shimmered and was replaced by that of the golden orzoy. "So my master, what games do you wish me to play for you?"

Syex grinned. "Weeell, you can start by changing to that other outfit I created fer you."

"Other outfit?" Xebassian called up his PCC again and scanned through his wardrobe. When he found it he slapped a hand over his face and laughed. "Oh no! You actually made an outfit for me called 'Bitchwear'?"

"That's right! Now put it on." Syex playfully commanded with a evil toothy grin.

Xebassian shook his head. "Oh how did I not see that in my menus? *Sigh* I'm afraid to see what this is going to look like but here it goes."

A moment later the orzoy's suit disappeared and he was wearing a pair of quite skimpy, skin tight, denim cut offs that were way too short. The shorts were so tight that the top button couldn't be closed and there was no belt so the only thing holing them up was the zipper. Around his upper torso he wore a scarlet blouse-like shirt. But instead of being buttoned its shirt tails had been rolled up and tied tightly across the chest. Around his neck was a wide fringed cloth slave collar covered in rhinestones. On his ankles were beaded slave bracelets and over the whole outfit was a floor length full circle white cape with a carnation pink feathered collar and matching bottom ruff.

Xebassian groaned, "Yes, I suppose I look . . . like a real floozy."

"Actually I think you look damned sexy in that. Um, the mascara and purple eye shadow really sets it off even better then I'd hoped."

"You got me wearing mascara too. Oh bloody bust I'm glad no one can see me like this."

"Actually my pet. . ." Syex said rising from his chair. "You and I are going out on the town tonight."

"What?" Xebassian sat bolt upright. "I have to go out in public dressed like this?" Then he cocked his head as his eyes tried to focus on something at the edges of his vision. "What the deuce? You gave me long eyelashes as well didn't you?" Xebassian jumped up. "I've just got to see what I look like. Your only mirror is up this way right?"

Up on the upper level beside Syex's bedroom Xebassian let out a rather pitiful whine as he beheld himself in the mirror. Syex came up behind him. "Actually I'm being nice, I gave you a full cape you can cover up with when you're just walking down the road. But I'll be expecting you to take it off when we start dancing at the club."

"Oh no. . .no . . . no, I'm even wearing lipstick." Xebassian moaned.

Syex joined him at the mirror. "Well you did say you'd play it my way this time."

Xebassian grimaced and pulled on his mane. Then he threw back his head and let out a long loud sigh that sounded like a whine. "Yes . . ." he said at last. "Yes I did." Then he shook his head and his entire body seemed to shudder. Xebassian turned his soulful eyes to Syex and when he spoke his voice was thin and childishly high. "I promised you. I did. But you may have asked for the one thing I can't give you."

Syex's ears drooped. "You mean you won't go out dancing with me tonight? That's all I'm really asking you to do."

"Dancing with you I might be able to handle. I'm . . . I'm not . . . I don't don't normally socialize. . . much. But not like this. I just can't be seen in public dressed like this."

Syex "Humphed." "Well geez, and I thought I was being nice and not taking you to the Vorelord's Cafe as I first planned."

"The Vore . . . Don't tell me you're one of those vorarephile types. I thought you weren't into snuff?"

"Actually I ain't. I tend to only do what's called 'soft vore' games. I um, usually just swallow my prey alive, whole and generally unharmed. Then um, after a while I let them back out again, none worse for the wear."

"That actually sounds less frightening then dancing with a bunch of strangers around just so."

Noticing that his friend was becoming increasingly tense by the moment, Syex took Xebassian's hands in his and gazed into his eyes. "You know it ain't that big a deal. A lot of people play queer games in public. What is it then that's upsets you so about it? If there's something that really glitches you I'd like to know about it so I don't make the mistake of doing it and turning you off."

Xebassian pulled Syex against him and threw his arms about him crushing him to his chest. "Thank you! Thank you!" He stood there holding the wuff for several moments. When they parted again, Xebassian had relaxed. Smiling, Xebassian rubbed Syex's head. "I think that's what I'm starting to really like about you. Yes, you seem to be someone I can put my trust in just so." Then Xebassian's eyes wandered to someplace far away. "That's a rare commodity I've found in this high pressure capitalistic society of ours. Yes, usually trust is only that which can be backed up by litigation. Even then the soundest of contracts can be challenged with the right lawyer just so. Most people walk around with a mask on and we never get to see who they really are until they've stabbed you in the back after getting what they want. You Sir Wuff, on the other hand seem to be upfront about things."

Syex chuckled. "Hey now I ain't some angel here. I can be a sneaky bad wuff when I want to be."

Xebassian giggled in response. "Can't we all?

"Maybe so. . . but um, you haven't answered my question. Just what was it that being out in public gets you so damned upset? Thinking you can't dance? No it can't be that cause um, I watched your prancing last night and you got some really sexy moves. "

Xebassian let out a long sigh. "You know there's a reason I tend to be a recluse. Normally I conduct as much of my business from my office on the Queen's Gold as possible. My meetings are usually Tele-meetings. When I attend auctions it's usually by Vid-link. Even when I oversee my Casino, if I have to make an appearance on the floor I mostly do so via a surveillance drone. I - I feel very anxious . . . " and Xebassian swallowed before he continued. "Actually I'm rather terrified about being in a crowd."

"Um, then why didn't you have a problem walking through the crowds at the mall?"

"Yes, different situation actually. No one was paying attention to anyone else there. But mainly I was dressed in my business attire. I wasn't . . . being a bitch as you so quaintly like to term it.

"So you don't like being thought of as effeminate?"

Xebassian shifted uncomfortably. "When I was growing up my father used to always want me to be what he called a man's man. Whenever I didn't measure up to his standards he'd often tease me about being a sissy. If I got bullied at school, he wouldn't get angry at the kids that bullied me, he'd get mad at me for not sticking up for myself. I got the same treatment from my mother as well who was always the obedient wife who worshiped my father. Even when he had obviously cheated on her.

"Many couples have open marriages these days."

"Yes, just so. But my father considered himself a devout traditionalist, the type that demanded total fidelity from his wife. He always preached the importance of being true to one's partner. But I saw him do things that proved he didn't really practice what he preached. I caught him in lies in more then one occasion."

"Did you tell your mother about it?"

"I was afraid to. My father was a very dominant and controlling sort. Plus I doubt that my mother would've believed me anyway. She was always so infatuated by my father that he could've told her he loved her while he was slitting her throat and I think she'd still believe in him."

Syex let out a sigh. "So um, I suppose you would've preferred if I'd made your new IDP more masculine, more of a macho look?"

Xebassian stroked Syex's furry head. "Not really, remember that I told you to make me something you found sexy. I am actually quite pleased with being more androgynously attractive. But you really must understand that while I've known I was attracted to males for as long as I can remember, it's been the greatest secret of my life. I'm sure my father would likely disown me if he ever found out. Until only recently I've played the role of being a ladies' man to keep my parents from suspecting."

It was then that the truth seemed to dawn on Syex . "So it's not that you're actually afraid of crowds as much as you're afraid someone might recognize you when you're acting . . . um, less then macho?"

"Yes, well actually it's not as bad as it used to be. Now that I've made my own way in the world and I'm truly independent I thought I could start coming out at last. Not that I intend to ever become an exhibitionist by any stretch, I'm not as desperately concerned should my parents find out. Yes, or at least that's what I've told myself. I do one day fully intend to come out of my closet. To be truly free of the chains of my parents. But not yet. At least not all at once. I - I'd think I'd just die if I had to do that. At least at this point, just so."

Syex nuzzled up against Xebassian's chest fur. "So what you're saying is that you're actually okay with everything except the part about acting queer in public?"

"That's pretty much it. In spite of thinking that one day I'll open up . . . yet maybe I never will, but if I do it won't be until I find someone to share the rest of my life with. That way if my parents do decide to disown me I'll still have a shoulder to cry on. Just so."

Syex stepped back from Xebassian and put his hands on his hips. "So does this mean that as long as it stays behind closed doors you're willing to be my bitch?"

Xebassian giggled, "Yes master wuff. I await your pleasure."

Syex reached up and put a hand on top of Xeba's head as he pulled down on his leash. "In that case, on your knees bitch."

"Oh aren't you the cruel master." Xebassian said in a playful tone as he dropped to his knees. Then Syex pulled that long warm snout between his thighs and worked his maleness over and around the orzoy's muzzle, face and head. He rocked back and forth on the snout letting it push past his balls, squeezing it's warmth again and again between his thighs.

As his shaft grew erect he pulled Xeba's jaws open and pushed himself into his maw. Then with his hands wrapped around Xeba's long narrow muzzle he began to thrust himself in and out of that warm mouth enjoying as the long slick tongue worked the length of his rod.

"Awww damn that feels good!" Syex growled, finally able to enjoy being in charge again. The wuff's shook his head back and forth in sheer pleasure as his rod grew harder and harder. When his need became almost too urgent to resist he pulled himself out of Xeba's mouth.

"Up bitch! I need your ass now!" He commanded with a snarl. As the orzoy hastened to obey Syex yanked off the cape and then grabbed the shorts and yanked them violently down. Xeba barely had time to step out of his shorts as the wuff yanked his tail upwards and pushed him over. Xebassian managed to catch the armrest of the couch to lean on as Syex was already positioning himself for penetration. After only a few moments of rubbing the tip of his throbbing maleness against the orzoy's soft meaty buttocks, Syex drove himself into the tailhole all the way to his hilt. The wuff let out a menacing growl as the orzoy responded with a surprised yelp and whine as he was roughly invaded.

Then Syex was thrusting himself in and out of that tightness so hard that his balls slapped against the orzoy's sac. The more he thrusted the more the wuff snarled and growled. Clearly not used to being so abused Xebassian's fingers dug deep into the armrest, his teeth ground together and his eyes squeezed shut as his body screamed the conflicting signals of both pleasure and pain simultaneously. Syex continued pounding away at the tall golden canine with reckless abandon until his passions erupted inside of Xebassian in a hot seething flood. Syex let out a howl of triumph that echoed throughout his grotto as he filled his pet with his seed. They stood there joined as one for long minutes until Syex's shaft finally had ceased to throb. Xebassian was panting heavily from the rape and his long tongue lolled out of the side of his jaws. Finally Syex pulled himself out and allowed Xebassian to rise.

Xebassian stood up rubbing his backside. "Well I'll admit that wasn't as bad as being reamed out by your monster wuff, but you're still a bit rough on the backside."

"Hey at least I don't try to beat the hell out of you then strangle you to death."

"Point made. Okay I accept my punishment. Although if I might make a suggestion, you really should try to take your time with your . . . *ahem* lovemaking. Draw it out a bit and enjoy it more."

Syex chuckled, ". . . as you like to say, That was only the beginning." Then Syex air typed on his PCC and his form became the monster wuff beast. "Now!" Syex the wuff beast rumbled. "Ya'know I told you that when I'd first planned on getting my revenge, I'd intended on having you for dinner. But I decided against it 'cause I thought it might be too intense for ya. But you just admitted that being swallowed alive was less frightening then being seen in public in drag. So I believe it's time for you to be introduced to one of my favorite fetishes." And the wuff beast ended by running his tongue over his lips hungrily.

Xebassian let out a "Whew" and shook his head. "Yes . . . okay. I can accept that." Then he smiled. "I suppose I'm wuff chow then?"

"Oh it's not as simple as that." Syex rumbled. "First. . . I want to hunt you a bit."

"Oh my. That sounds . . . interesting." Xebassian said backing up as the wuff advanced towards him. "Oh, should I turn off my pain sensors for this?"

"Um, maybe, but I wouldn't turn them off completely. A lot of people get off on the feeling of being swallowed." Then Syex stopped and considered something a moment then said; "You know what? There's a standing rule in the Vorelord's Cafe that anyone engaged in vore games should be Tele-linked with their predator or prey. That way there's never a question about a safe word. Besides, it allows the role play to happen without being interrupted with discussions on how it should proceed."

"Tele-Link? I'm afraid I've never done that."

"Um it's easy, here just call up your Avatar comm settings menu and activate the Tele-Link program. You'll see a link code for yourself and a space to enter a link code. Tell me what your link code is and type in mine which is ZXX-333.TLINK=yes"

"Yes, that's your Home Pod address isn't it?"

"A'yup! The Tele-Link uses the same connections as the regular mailing system. My messages to you will simply Ping in your vision so you can read them. The only real difference to using T-Link is you only need to think; 'Whisper Mode' before everything you wish to send and the system will Thought-to-text your message."

"Yes, I believe I understand." Then Xebassian air-typed for a few moments.

~Like this then Yes no?~ Xebassian's thoughts printed themselves along the bottom of Syex's vision in small, neat glowing fonts superimposed over anything he looked at.

~Exactly!~ Syex sent back. ~Now, it's time for the hunt!~

Syex shut down his PCC and dropped to all fours. Looking hungrily at the canine, he drew his tongue over his fangs which had begun to drool with saliva.

~Start running bitch! Give me a good chase!~

Xebassian giggled and then let out an "Eeek!" before taking off and running down the ramp to the lower levels of the grotto. But when he reached the crowd of frozen dancers he turned to look for the beast that was hunting him only to discover it was no where to be seen. Perplexed at the sudden disappearance of the huge beast.

Finally he sent ~Where are you?~

~Hunting you. You can't see me, and now I'm going to make things even more interesting for you.~

The next moment Xebassian realized that the light in the grotto was dimming. The overhead fungus was turning off and candles were starting to wink out all over the grotto. Not all of the candles went out, but those few that remained cast long thin shafts of light into the otherwise thickening darkness. An intensely sharp contrast of eerie illumination stabbing into a world of shadows.

~Bloody bust! This place is enough to give me nightmares. Or is that the idea? . . . Sir Wuff?~

The beast's basso laughter echoed throughout the cavern seeming to come from everywhere at once. The sound sent shivers up Xebassian's spine as he wandered between the shadowy forms on the dance floor. Shadowy figures that seemed like they could come to life at any moment. It was becoming harder and harder to convince himself that they couldn't. Suddenly something brushed his shoulder and Xebassian yelped and jumped only to realize he'd just happened to have bumped into one of the statues.

As he was backing up from his unexpected encounter there came a low dangerous growl from the darkness. Turning to run he tripped over an easy chair and fell with a yelp. Then he sensed as much as heard something huge and powerful rushing towards him.

As the orzoy scrambled to regain his footing something grabbed his ankle and yanked him back down. Something large and powerful was clawing at his legs. This was accompanied by a dangerous savage snarling that made Xebassian forget for a moment that it was only a game and he cried out in terror. Then the orzoy was forcibly flipped onto his back and his feet were clamped together between the beast's paws and held tight. He felt something wet lapping at the bottoms of his feet and then his feet were being pushed into a tight slick confines. The light where he was barely illuminated the hulking shadow above him but he could feel his feet entering the back of the wuff beast's throat. Warm and slick, the beast took time to allow its saliva to soak each part of the orzoy before pushing it into his throat.

~You're actually going to do this. . . you're actually eating me!~ There was no emotion to the printed message but its meaning was clear. No amount of discussion could prepare one for the actual experience. Xebassian found himself trying to reassure himself over and over it was just a game.

~It's more fun if you struggle. Come'on, squirm and fight, try to escape for me~

Xebassian could feel the jaws of the beast closing over his knees as he started to fight back. He grabbed the beast's jaws and tried to push them off of himself. His wings flapped and he wiggled his body as much as he could. When he cried out for mercy it wasn't as much of an act of pretend as he might've liked. By the time the beast's jaws were closing over his hips, his feet felt the bottom of the beast's stomach. Still he was drawn slowly in, forcing his knees to bend up as his body began to join them. Then the beast gave a great heave and Xebassian found himself lifted up over the beast's head. Now gravity would help pull him down into that slick hot maw. The beast caught hold of the hands that were still trying to vainly push the jaws back and forced them into his mouth trapping the orzoy's hands in his maw. The jaws were having to stretch to impossible dimensions as the canine was drawn ever farther into waiting gut. As his abdomen was engulfed by the beast Syex reached up and next caught a hold of the wing arms and forced them to fold so their elbows were also pushed into his mouth. Then with his arms and wing arms trapped within the maw of the beast, Xebassian could do no more then to await the rest of his journey into darkness. Even so, Xebassian was starting to realize that the experience wasn't all that unpleasant as that. He was being cramped up within the beast but finding the warm slick confines somehow comforting. By the time the jaws were closing around his shoulders he was wishing there was a mirror with which to watch himself being eaten. As his body was engulfed by the beast Xebassian actually felt he was beginning to understand what many folk actually enjoyed about the experience. That is until the jaws were closing around his head. It was then that a sense of panic began to rise within him. Again he started making reassurances to himself that it was only a game. He felt the sharp teeth of the beast close on his throat and when they opened again he felt the large tongue licking against the back of his head. There wasn't much light in the grotto but it was enough for him to see it disappear from view as the jaws closed and his head slipped off the tongue down into the throat. Then the beast gave one last mighty gulp and Xebassian the orzoy was balled up into its gut which now was stretched to impossible dimensions.

The beast let out a very satisfied belch and dropped back down to all fours. His stomach was so distended it dragged along the ground as he walked back up to his bedroom.

~How you doing in there~ Syex sent.

~Well it's uncomfortable as hell, my knees are in my chest and my legs are bent tighter then I'd have thought they could without being dislocated. What's worse is I can barely breathe.~

~You want me to let you back out now?~

~Actually, you let me play with your avatar for as long as I wanted. I believe I'll let you have mine. I'll jack out now. Have a wonderful night Sir Wuff and I'll talk to you in the morning.~

A moment later Syex sensed that was body within him had just become dead weight. As he climbed onto his own bed, Syex considered regurgitating the orzoy so he could spend the rest of the night playing with him. But then he decided that he'd never before been able to actually keep a meal long enough to feel it start to digest within him. The heavy meal was making him drowsy anyway and before long the wuff beast simply relaxed into a wonderful digestive stupor and fell asleep.

* * *

The following morning Syex awoke in his bed. His IDP had auto-reverted to his default hominid wuff form. Xebassian was no longer within him or anywhere in his abode. Syex wondered if the orzoy got automatically swept home when his avatar defaulted or Xeba had home-summoned his avatar. Actually it was likely a very good thing either way. Syex only hoped that Xebassian hadn't attempted to log back into his avatar after being digested for most of the night. That could've been a rather painful awakening. As he lay comfortably snuggled down in his blankets, Syex thought about the events of the previous day. Last night might not have been the first time he'd been able to have a good hunt and meal in his personal grotto. But he'd never been able to do it with the sexiest canine in existence before. He hoped that the experience hadn't turned his new friend off so much that he'd never be able to do it again. Still, just to be able to feel that golden body between his thighs again would be more then enough to look forward to. Just the thought of it made his sheath begin to swell in anticipation.

Then his alarm bot flew in the room and told him the T-Door was activating. "Already?" Syex thought and then checked the time. "T0930! I've slept most of the morning?" Syex jumped out of bed, summoned his PCC and turned on the lights in his grotto. Then he quickly summoned his bathrobe and headed for the Animancing chamber.

He met Xebassian as he was coming around the corner. "Yes, well there you are sir wuff, how are . . .oof!" Syex hadn't waited to say good morning but had just threw his arms around the tall orzoy and hugged him tight. Xebassian slid his arms around the wuff and nibbled his ears. "Yes . . ." he said in a much softer tone. "Good morning to you my. . . friend."

Xebassian then pushed Syex back and led him by the hand over to the bed. "Come, let us sit and discuss things for a while." Xebassian was wearing the leisure outfit that Syex had designed for him which amounted to a white satin, poet-style shirt with ruffled collar and bishop sleeves. His pants were a pair of dark royal purple tights with a long scarlet sash as a belt knotted at the hip. As Xebassian sat on the edge of the bed he pulled Syex into his lap. Syex gratefully snuggled himself against the orzoy's chest and ran his fingers inside of his shirt, twirling the soft fur within.

"I'm so glad my little game of last night didn't um, turn you off."

Xebassian smiled, "Oh you don't get rid of me that easily once I've gotten my claws into you."

"Yes. . ." Xebassian said as he held the wuff. "Actually I did some thinking last night. It would appear that you and I are more alike then you might want to admit. After all we both seem to have our dark secret fetishes. And you must admit, even if you say you're not into snuff, last night was easily as close to it as I could ever imagine."

"Yes, um. . . what did you actually think of last night?"

"Intense! So much so, that I just might consider having you teach me how to do vore myself. It may well be an interesting alternative to my own snuff games. As for being the prey . . . there was a bit of pain involved although not as much as I'd anticipated. What I found actually surprising was that in spite of being totally at your mercy, I actually found it somewhat comforting to be inside of you."

Syex twisted his head around to look in Xebassian's eyes. "Ooohs, so does that mean you'll let me do that again someday?"

Xebassian smirked. "Only if I get to see you work out again. That and I really do enjoy tying you up. I have so many bondage games I'd love to play with you."

"I could live with that. Only no whip next time." Syex said but then noticed that Xebassian was making a pouty-face. "Well maybe you could find one that doesn't hurt as much. And. . . if you really want me to be a sex doll for you I'll log out and let you play. But no more snuff."

"Fair enough. I believe this is the beginning of a very beneficial relationship just so."

Syex buried his head into Xebassian's chest. "I certainly hope so my friend."

Just then Xebassian groaned, "Ah bother, I've got a call."

Syex grinned up at him. "Oh is that so?" And then Syex's head dropped down to Xebassian's crotch and began to lick it through his pants.

"Yes, really I've got to take this call."

"Well don't let me stop you." Syex said as his hands undid the orzoy's sash belt and began to pull down his pants.

"But . . . but..." then Xebassian opened his PCC and answered the call. As he begain a conversation with his business partner on the other end, Syex had gotten his pants down far enough he could take the orzoy's sheath in his mouth. Xebassian did his best to maintain his composure to the business over the Tele-com while his other hand stroked the head of the wuff who was busily massaging his sheath with his tongue.

There would be plenty of work that needed doing this day. The Queen's Gold would need to be overseen, as would the Xennode project and the many orders of parts from his supply houses. But from now on, Xebassian realized he would have a companion he could put his trust in and perhaps the shoulder to cry on should he need one.