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Nate sat down on the couch. He must have misheard. Lots of words sound like refund, just because he couldn't think of one right now didn't mean that wasn't true, or maybe the guy on the phone misspoke, also a possibility. Slapping both his cheeks Nate tried clearing his head, he shouldn't over think this, not after having gotten to know his master. He just knew the otter wouldn't just give him back without telling him about it, would he?

A hand on his shoulder ripped him out of his mind.

"Bun-bun? You look like you've seen a ghost." his master sounded worried.

"The phone... The company you bought me through called, something about your complaint getting processed and we needing to come in for some questions and an exam before you got your refund Sir. You're not returning me, are you?"

"What! NO! No, nonononononono! I complained to them about your previous owner, how he lied on the form and all that. I just thought that maybe they'd ban him from using their services or whatever. I didn't even know they did refunds, or what they refund for that matter. Don't you worry."

"I wasn't, well a bit maybe, but I felt like if you would do something like that you'd let me know Sir."

"And don't you ever dare doubt that! No bun-bun, the only way I ever gave you away is if I could no longer care for you, and even then I'd just rather let you go. I'll just give them a quick call now, get a few more details while you finish picking a movie."

Grabbing the phone Matt left the room while Nate, after feeling a wave of relief wash over him, continued on through the endless selection of movies, finally settling on one of his master's watch list.

Since the otter hadn't returned yet Nate made quick detour into the kitchen preparing some popcorn for both of them as well as a beer for his master and some juice for himself. Putting it all on a tray and carrying it into the living room he sat down and waited for the otter's return.

"Sorry about that" he heard the otter coming down the stairs.

"Seems like we have an appointment tomorrow. Apparently since that bastard lied on the form I'm entitled to a refund of some of my money, also he is banned from their service and if be bought another slave since then he loses him as well, which is the good news. The bad news is they want to check you, one regular checkup as well as some sort of polygraph to calculate the refund."

"I don't think I want to Sir."

"I know, and if it was just the money I wouldn't even ask you, but think about it, you might help someone else who is kept in the basement is that bear's house, at least if he bought him through them."

"C-can I think about it Sir?"

"That's all I'm asking, whatever you say tomorrow happens."

Matt gave Nate a small hug before sitting down and starting the movie. Nate quickly followed his master to the couch and put his head in his lap, looking at the screen. He wasn't paying attention though, his mind was racing, town between not wanting anyone to suffer like he had and never having to deal with anything regarding the bear.

He felt a hand softly petting his head and ears.

"Don't over think it Nate, just let your gut decide tomorrow."

---

He woke up, his head resting on his master's chest, slowly and steadily rising and falling. He could hear the otter's heartbeat, smell his scent, feel his body heat, this was heaven, he had to do it.

As quietly as possible he rolled out of the bed and went downstairs to get the breakfast started. He quickly decided to make pancakes this morning, rather savoury than sweet though, as his master didn't particularly like sweets. He also put on some coffee and fried some bacon for his master. For himself he didn't go the extra mile, some toasted bread and a bit of jam would suffice.

A few minutes later he heard his master coming downstairs, summoned by the promise of fresh coffee Nate assumed as the zombie like otter shambled past him towards the mug filled with black deliciousness standing on the kitchen table. Nate finished up the pancakes, added some bacon to the dish and put it in front of his master, giving him a kiss on his head before sitting down himself.

They ate in silence for a while, while the coffee was working his magic inside the otter, slowly making him able to form coherent sentences.

"Mornin' bun-bun"

"Good morning Sir."

A few more minutes passed in silence until the otter finally remembered what was on his agenda for today."

"So, are we going out or staying in today?"

"I have to do it Sir, even if there is just a chance he bought someone."

"I figured as much. I don't know how long the whole thing will take, so go ahead and make some sandwiches or pack some snacks or whatever."

---

Stopping in front of a run down radio repair shop made Nate blink. Sure, he hadn't expected a sign actually saying 'Slave Traders Inc.' but this made the whole thing seem even more shady, which he didn't belief possible. Following his master to the door he was nervous, even though the otter had promised to say with him at all times he still couldn't help the feeling he'd be abducted and sold the second he stepped inside.

The door opened and a grey muzzles wolf wearing a cheap looking suit stepped out.

"Yes?"

"I've got an appointment scheduled, the name is Abbott."

"Ah, yes, please do come in."

They followed the wolf into the store and through an 'employees only' labelled door. The back was in stark contrast to the front. While the store was dusty with actual old radios littering the place the back was almost sterile. White walls, white ceiling, white everything. They followed the wolf around a few corners, big windows to the adjacent rooms revealed some rooms clearly intended for interviews while others reminded Nate of a hospital.

Opening the door to one of the interview rooms and walking in the wolf went around the table and sat down, gesturing for the otter to sit down opposite of him. Nate would have loved to join them, but obviously the people running this place didn't consider it proper for a slave to sit on the table, so Nate just stood next to his master, until the otter patted his leg offering the bunny as much comfort as he was able to.

Shaking his head slightly the wolf opened a folder and began the interview by checking Matt's ID as well Nate's general description provided by the bear on the form.

"Everything seems in order so far. Now onto your complaint, you disputed some of the information given by your slave's previous owner, can you repeat the items you challenge?"

"Certainly, there was the food category, unless NutriBars are considered a 'balanced meal' in your books, and some items in the sexual acts section I'd be happy to point out if you give me another copy of his form."

"Certainly." the wolf handed over a form and a pen.

Matt looked it over quickly and marked the items he challenged. For the first time Nate saw which items the bear had checked and it made him thank whichever gods had been looking out for him, bestiality, urethral insertion, electro play, breath play, scat, the list went on. Nate had no idea what would have happened if someone else had bought him and expected him to do these things, some he didn't even know by name, which he found even more scary.

"That's quite a list of complaints you have there. Are you sure you'd not just rather exchange your slave? We have a few in stock right now that are trained in some of those at least."

"No thanks, I've grown attached to my bunny." Matt said while gently placing his hand on Nate's lower back.

"Well, next up is the medical exam. You can wait in the lounge down the corridor, your slave will be brought back to you when the examination is over."

"Again, no thanks, I'd rather stay with him, just to be on the safe side."

"As you wish, someone will be with you shortly."

The wolf said goodbye to Matt and left, not even looking at Nate at all.

"Still doing ok bun-bun?"

"I'm just glad you were the one who bought me, if anyone else had - " Nate choked.

"It's ok, that didn't happen and I won't leave you alone in here."

Nate could see someone walking past the window, then the door opened and a young looking dalmatian stepped into the room. He was wearing green scrubs and a pair of glasses, and was focused entirely on the file he was reading."

"Ok then, let's get this started, shall -"

He looked up and noticed that there was one more person than he had been expecting.

"Sorry Sir, I didn't know you'd be accompanying ... your slave. If you would please follow me."

Lead by the dalmatian Matt and Nate were brought into one of the examination rooms. The young canine closed the blinds as he entered, giving them at least some measure of privacy.

Nate saw the dalmatian somewhat nervously looking at his master, who had assumed an annoyed pose, his arms crossed in front of his chest and a frown on his face. Turning to Nate the dog cleared his throat.

"The slave will strip."

Nate looked at his master who just nodded and quickly took off the shirt and pants he was wearing. Standing naked in front of two fully clothed people still felt strange to Nate, causing him to try and hide the cage locked around his cock.

"Sir, you will need to remove that cage during the examination."

Matt produced the tiny key from the pocket and handed it to the dalmatian, who took it and kneeling down in front of Nate unlocked the cage, placing it on a nearby tray. Feeling even more vulnerable Nate started to shiver and closed his eyes, hoping to block out what was happening to him. He felt a hand gently rubbing his hip. Opening his eyes again to look at his master Nate jumped back. The hand didn't belong to the otter but the canine doing the examination.

Matt stepped forward angrily.

"What did you just do to my bunny?"

"Sir! He tried to calm me down, I was just surprised."

"Why?" Matt asked the dalmatian suspiciously.

"Why wouldn't I? These tests are scary enough on their own. Never mind the other people working here who see each and every slave as completely replaceable. I know it's not much but at least I try to make their visit here as painless as possible."

Matt's jaw dropped.

"Then why were you so brisk with him earlier?"

"Most owners don't like their slaves being treated like people. You're a rare breed Mister ... Abbott. I'll have to draw some blood now, that ok with you?"

Matt nodded. The dalmatian applied the tourniquet before looking Nate in the eyes.

"OK sweetie, you are gonna feel a small pinch now, just focus on something else."

Nate grabbed the carrot tag dangling from his collar and squeezed it. Feeling polished silver, the curly engraving and the tip of the carrot slightly poking into his clenched fist he took a deep breath.

"All done, just keep a bit of pressure on here for a minute or so."

The dog placed the vial in a machine, pressed a few buttons and then turned around.

"I'm sorry, but I'll have to ask you for that collar now, no metal allowed for the next bit."

Matt walked over and placed one paw on his bunny's shoulder while the other one opened the collar and removed it. Nate felt strange, the collar had been around his neck for more than two weeks now, it had given him a feeling of belonging and comfort, with it being gone he felt truly naked.

Opening the door at the back of the room the dalmatian lead Nate into the adjacent chamber and helped him on a slab.

"Just hold still for a minute and then we're done."

Nate was nervous, even though nothing was happening other than a slight buzzing noise filling the room. Once those stopped the door opened again and the canine poked his head in.

"You can come out now."

Nate gladly followed that suggestion, and went over to stand next to his master who held his clothes.

"You can get dressed now bun-bun"

The dalmatian chuckled.

"You know, I'm really glad there are people like you out there."

Matt blushed and the dog laughed loudly. Nate was zipping up his pants only to be reminded by his master clearing his throat and pointing to the tray standing next to him that he had forgotten one important part of his 'clothes'. Groaning he grabbed the device and put it back around his balls. Getting his head scratched as a reward for behaving didn't negate the fact that he hated the device, but it certainly helped a bit.

"Now usually this would be the part where I am supposed to hook you up to the polygraph and ask you some leading questions to make sure the company has to pay as little as possible, but sadly the damn thing broke ..." the dalmatian said, adding "about three years back." in a barely audible whisper before he started laughing, quickly being joined by Nate and his master.

The machine beeped, announcing that whatever it had been doing it had finished. Taking the printout and giving it a quick once-over the canine nodded.

"Glad to see you're feeding him right. Though I'd watch his sugar intake a bit."

Nate groaned, like a puppy getting denied his treats, which caused both his master and the dalmatian to look at each other before completely losing it.

"Let's see then, signs of prior malnutrition plus fraudulent answers to seven, eight, nine questions on the form. It is my duty, and absolute pleasure, to inform you that your bun-bun is healthy and in almost perfect working condition. Keep feeding him as you currently do and there should be no lasting effects from the crap he had to eat before meeting you. As for his previous owner, he is hereby banned from ever using our services again, and the boy he bought at our last auction will be taken from him."

"Well done bun-bun." his master praised him.

"Well done bun-bun indeed." the dalmatian added with absolute sincerity.

He handed Matt a simple slip of paper summarizing his findings and a business card,

"If you hand that to the grumpy wolf you'll get your refund, make sure to buy your bunny something nice with it. Also should you ever need a doctor for him call me, a lot less hassle to explain a few bruises to me than it would be to an ER doc."

"Thank you" Matt said.

Nate's way of thanking the dog followed an a bit more hands on approach, as he jumped and hugged him. The canine ruffled his head fur.

"Take this and see if you can find the wolf, I have something I want to ask .. uhm..."

"Oh Leon, nice to meet you" the dalmatian scratched the back of his head awkwardly.

Nate nodded, taking the slip and left the room, closing the door behind him. First he went back to the interview room, but that was still empty, then he slowly made his way to the store, getting lost on the way twice.

Stepping through the 'employees only' labelled door he found the wolf standing behind the counter, keeping up the appearance of running a legitimate business. Figuring it'S best to behave like a 'proper' slave he lowered his head , looking at the wolf's feet before addressing him.

"Sir?"

"Yes?"

"My Master asked me to hand this to you."

"Ah yes, tell him to wait in the interview room I'll be right with ... with him."

Nate had to fight back a smile as he heard the stutter, he probably had just read the refund amount the dalmatian hat set at 50%. Not being entirely sure he could keep up his façade he quickly vanished through the door again and returned to find his master waiting next to the exam room.

"He asked us to wait in the interview room Sir."

Matt nodded and followed the bunny. Stepping inside the room he went around the table bringing the second chair over.

"Sit." he said smiling at the bunny who happily complied.

"What did you want to talk about with Leon Sir?"

"I just asked him about some of the services the company offers."

"Services sir?"

"You know, regular medical check-ups, slave sitting for when Master needs some vacation, just regular things."

"I'm not falling for it this time!"

"Damn." Matt chuckled.

"But seriously, what did you want Sir?"

"I'm not telling, You'll find out soon enough."

That would have made freak out not even a week back, but by now he had learned to trust the otter.

Nate couldn't wait for the wolf to come back, he wanted to see his face when he was the one who had to stand, as small a victory as that was. Sadly if it bothered the wolf he managed to hide it. He just placed a letter in front of Matt, which he signed, and handed him a check, which he pocketed quickly after checking the amount.

---

Leaving the radio repair shop curiosity finally got the better of Nate, he just HAD to know.

"May I ask how much you got back sir?"

"Why? Do you want to make some suggestions for potential Christmas presents?"

"No Sir, I'm just curious what you paid for me."

"At the auction I paid twenty five thousand."

Nate's jaw dropped to hard that in a cartoon it would have put a hole into the floor.

"That much?!"

"To my mind that was a steal." Matt smiled while placing his hand on Nate's shoulder

"Wait, you just got twelve thousand back?! ... Maybe I should make some suggestions after all."

"If you actually have something you want I'm all ears bun-bun."

Excitement washed over Nate it's been ages since he had gotten anything for Christmas, which posed a problem in itself.

"What can I wish for Sir?

"Anything you'd like, as long as it is under twelve thousand bucks" Matt laughed.

"What about things like rule changes?"

Matt took all the way back to the car before answering.

"You can ask for ONE change and I won't promise you it will happen, but if it's one I'm not particularly attached to that's fine by me."

Nate got into the car and was quiet for nearly twenty minutes. His mind overwhelmed with all the choices. He had no real need for expensive things, everything he needed like clothes, food and entertainment his master usually provided once he brought it up. Some games would be nice, for the times his master couldn't work from home. But then again that was most likely something he could bring up and get without any special occasion.

"I think I've decided Sir."

"A lock picking kit and two hours of alone time each day?"

Nate groaned. Being reminded about the metal device made his cock try to stiffen.

"Tempting, but no Sir. Uhm ... I'd like to spend some more time with you like we did at the Christmas market and then spend the evening in front of a fireplace, just talking or playing games or something like that.

"What? ... I mean sure, but after you asked about a rule change I figured you'd ask me to throw away the cage."

Rubbing his bulge Nate groaned for second, he hadn't even hoped for his master to consider that.

"I do hate the cage Sir, but I don't mind it that much with you. Sure it's frustrating and occasionally painful, but I kinda like the feeling since it's you holding the key."

Matt's eyes widened and Nate saw him looking for something on the highway. Moving towards the right lane he took the next exit and stopped the car on a mostly empty parking lot.

"Follow me." his master said while getting out of the car and moving towards the building housing the restroom. Nate knew what was going to happen now, or at least he suspected it, why else would the otter stop in the middle of nowhere but to have him take care of a pressing matter.

Entering the small building Nate was getting nervous, and excited as he followed his master into a stall, closing the door only to see the latch broken.

"It doesn't matter, hurry up I'm about to explode."

"But what if someone comes in Sir?" he ask as he knelt down and unzipped his masters pants, getting hit on the nose by Matt's already rock hard leaking erection.

"Well, I'll just invite him to join u-OHHH FUCK!"

Nate had swallowed his master completely, the taste of his master's almost sweet pre-cum slowly spreading over his tongue.

"I think it would be hot, just imagine it bun-bun."

The bunny focused on working the length in front of him. Alternating between swallowing it whole, giving his master's balls a small lick before pulling off, and focusing on his glans, letting his tongue work over the slit. All the while listening to his master describing the fantasy playing out in his head.

"Imagine you hearing the door open and then steps coming towards us. He isn't paying attention for whatever reason and just opens the stall, seeing you kneeling in front of me, just as you are right now. You look at him, a nice, young looking horse, then back at me before you continue. "

Nate's cock was filling his prison entirely, leaking crazy amounts of clear pre into the bunny's pants while being denied even the simple pleasure of reaching full hardness. The otter certainly knew how to tease Nate and was enjoying it the bunny's frustrated moans, his throat almost vibrating around the otters cock.

"Then he just looks at me and I give him a quick nod. You can hear the zipper of his pants, followed by them hitting the floor. Next you feel him pulling down your pants just enough to get access to your hole. He spits on his fingers and slowly sinks one of them into you, feeling around for a few seconds before pushing it somewhat roughly against your prostate. Then he adds another finger, continuing to tease you as all you can do is moan and drip into your pants, completely soaking them."

Nate had stopped sucking his master's cock, he was too horny to even catch his breath, just panting into his master's groin. The otter had started to slowly stroke himself, as he watched the panting mess before him.

The bunny bathing in his master's musk was lost in pleasure. His hormone crazed brain listening to his master's fantasy and translating each sentence into more lust the bunny had to endure.

"And then finally you can feel his legs next to yours, as he pushes them closer together. His fur rubbing against you and you feel him pressing that blunt tip against your hole. You look up at me, your eyes begging to tell him to go slow, my eyes are closed and he just sinks in. He keeps pushing forward and you feel yourself getting stretched beyond anything you previously took, it's a bit uncomfortable, but not painful. Then his head bumps into your prostate, you moan and clench, but he just keeps pushing in."

Nate could no longer cope, he could have sworn he actually felt his ass being stretched, but reaching back, there was nothing, just his pants covering the bunny's cute, white buns. He looked up at his master, his eyes begging him to stop as his body was shivering. But seeing the pleasure in his master's face as he kept talking about that horse while stroking his cock told Nate that he had no intention of stopping.

"You feel your ass being stretched some more, as he has finally fed you enough of his cock for you to reach his medial ring, shortly before you feel yourself bottoming out. Your belly slightly bulges and he begins to pull out again. You groin is on fire, your prostate constantly teased and all you can do is throb inside that metal cage. You feel the horse speeding up, the fire burning hotter and your ass keeps spasming around the stud's thick cock."

His master started rubbing his cock on Nate's cheek. The bunny's eyes having lost the ability to focus moved around aimlessly as the his panting slowly turned into loud moaning.

"Having your ass clamp down so hard is bringing the horse to his edge in no time. It takes only a few minutes before he can't hold back any more, hilts himself into you and unleashes a flood of thick, creamy horse cum into you. Half of it is spilling out while he still unloads, completely ruining your pants. Then I cum, flooding you mouth with my cum while telling you not to swallow, but to enjoy it for a while. As the horse finally finishes and pulls out you collapse into my arms, looking at me as I nod and give you permission to finally swallow. After that, knowing you are not to waste any cum you turn around and start cleaning the horse's slowly shrinking meat, finally getting to see what was in you just a few seconds ago.

Matt couldn't hold back any longer, his cock unloading a sticky torrent over Nate's face, the first two shots actually missing his head entirely and landing on the bunny's back.

Nate, in his lust crazed state somehow realizing his master was cumming, moved his mouth, eagerly trying to catch at least some of the cum, but only being able to lick up the last dribble as it left his master. Looking at the messy bunny before him Matt smiled.

"PLEASE STOP! I can't anymore, I'm going insane" the bunny screamed, letting himself collapse into his master's lap panting hard.

"Shh, it's over bun-bun."

The whimpering and shaking bunny bunny was close to tears as well as his orgasm.

"Just one stroke, please I'll cum or squeeze my balls, you don't even need to take the cage off, just ... just ... PLEASE!"

Tears of frustration were running down Nate's face, mixing with the cum his master had deposited there, but his master had no intention of letting the bunny cum just yet, as he caringly began to wipe away the sticky mixture, making sure to feed it to the bunny whenever he had scooped up enough.

Zipping up his pants and pulling the shaking bunny up to his feet he kissed him on the nose, licking up the last drop of cum he saw on that cute face before him and swallowed it.

Walking out of the small building Nate heard his master chuckle. He looked up and noticed the reason, there was a horse walking towards the restroom. His legs suddenly feeling like rubber he stumbled only to be caught by his master, who held him close as he guided him back to the car, helping the bunny inside.

Closing the driver' side door Matt gave his slave another kiss on the cheek.

"Only nine more days bun-bun."

Nate groaned.

"Now where can I find myself a horse?" Matt asked loudly, but with a tone of voice that suggested he was joking, at least that was what Nate hoped.