Eager To Please
A nerd thinks with his dick instead of his brain, will he finally get the revenge he so desperately wants from his bully? Or will his bully once again have the upper hand?
_ Eager To Please _
_ By HumanFan31 _
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_ *It would be an understatement to say that Lawrence's plan went perfectly—it went flawless! * _
_ At first, the scrawny human was scared shitless; if any of the steps in his plan went wrong, it was over. Austin had the power to ruin Lawrence's life much more than he already did currently. Being beaten up and constantly being bullied by Asustin and his gang every day was the least of his worries rather than spending years in jail for multiple charges—Kidnapping, stealing, and chemical submission, to list a few. _
_ *No one, not even Lawrence's parents, would think he was capable of doing such things—honestly, Lawrence thought so, too. But here he stood, a massive grin on his face as his eyes stared at the large, drugged canine that sat on his bed. * _
_ Quite frequently, it was easy to get Austin to drink the chemicals he put in his water bottle. Why? Because Austin made Lawrence his personal unwilling servant on speed dial. No matter what time of day or what Lawrence was doing at the time, he had to drop everything he was doing for Austin. Luckily enough, refilling the musclehead's water bottle was the perfect time to test his new substance as his waterboy. _
_ *Lawrence adjusted his glasses, slowly stocking in circles. Still, he was in awe that he'd finally done it: Conquered the undefeated champion Austin Wright, the towering dalmatian, the muscle-head, the king of Kren High. Lawrence dreamed of this day for so long. Lawrence's revenge was coming into tuition, and he couldn't control his excitement. * _
_ Carefully, Lawrence walked forward, holding the perfect gift for his new pet in his hand. He had to be quick. Lawrence didn't know how long the effect would last—Maybe an hour at least. With a grin still on his lips, he wrapped the collar around Austin's neck, the sound of a faint click letting out as it locked. _
_ *“How do you like it, boy?" Lawrence asked, his voice rough, higher than the usual soft voice he spoke in. * _
_ *Just in case, he wanted to ensure Austin wouldn't immediately recognize him, at least not yet. * _
_ *Lawrence backed up, giving his new pet room to feel the “gift" around the fur of his neck. It was pretty expensive. Lawrence had the black leather collar handmade for this exact moment. There were so many choices, so many different colors, types of materials, and sizes to choose from. It was clear that the website Lawrence bought the collar from didn't specialize specifically in the regular pet department, and it opened up a whole new world of possibilities. At first, his plan was simple: snap a few embarrassing pictures of Austin wearing it, then blackmail him later. * _
_ *But why stop at that? That seemed too nice for someone who's practically tortured Lawrence from the beginning of his freshman year to the end of his senior year. Now, the human would turn the dalmatian into his perfect pet. * _
_ *“…I love it," Austin finally spoke, breaking Lawrence out of his thoughts. * _
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_ *“How do you like it, boy?" * _
_ *There was a reason why Austin was here. He couldn't remember. The dalmatian wasn't sure how he'd gotten here. Still sweaty from wrestling practice, sitting on what felt like a bed. He couldn't see, his eyes draped over a blindfold. Despite his situation, he was calm; he felt a strange sense of contentment and belonging. Austin wasn't trapped here, he wasn't kidnapped, and his hands weren't even tied. At any time, he could have left, but he didn't. He wouldn't. * _
_ *That voice kept him here. Something about it made him feel things he'd never felt before. Everything it said and did felt natural to him. It made the dalmatian listen and obey. Somehow, the voice understood him. Austin didn't even realize he didn't fully understand himself. His tail wagged without him even realizing it, hitting against the soft sheets below him. Austin had no fear, and he wasn't scared. Not because he was the undefeated champion in his district, or because he easily could knock the average person out, not even because his parents were the best lawyers in the state—There was a strange sense within himself to please the voice—a willingness to please this person in any way he could. * _
_ *But why? What was it, though, that made him stay here? * _
_ *Austin could feel something being wrapped around his neck. The texture felt rough around the fluff of his neck, yet soft at the same time. Again, the dalmatian made no effort to move away. He kept his paws firmly on his knees, feeling his fingers brush against his fur as a small click echoed through the room. * _
_ *He only moved his paws when he felt the source of the voice wasn't close. Immediately, his paws felt up his neck. The inside felt smooth against Austin's fur, like a layer of soft cotton and fabric. Feeling up the outside, it was a rough outcasting of leather. It wasn't just your regular cheap leather; it felt expensive. It fit perfectly, with no snagging, and wasn't too tight. It fit and felt just right. * _
_ *“…I love it," Austin finally spoke, unsure of the words coming out of his muzzle. The dalmatian recognized what was around his neck; it was apparent. A collar, not just your regular basic one, either. It was explicitly crafted for Austin. Another question was added to the list in his head. It only kept getting longer and longer. * _
_ *It felt like only a few minutes passed, and neither of them spoke a word. Austin knew the voice hadn't left the room; he could hear their faint breathing and eyes observing him. Austin sniffed the air. The scent's voice was familiar. Again, he couldn't remember where. * _
_ *Here he sat, proudly wearing this expensive collar around his neck, a blindfold over his eyes. Deep in Austin's mind, something kept telling him to wake up, pull the blindfold off, and see the voice's source, but he didn't listen. The voice didn't order him to do so. The thoughts in his head, the questions that bounced around his mind, were irrelevant unless the voice told him otherwise. * _
_ *But he knew one thing. He was already awake. * _
_ *“I-I do like it…" Austin stuttered nervously, his paws still filling the collar around his neck. Did he? Austin's tail fell limp. He didn't want to lie, but god, did he want to hear that voice again, tell him what to do, and give him direction. It's been too long, Austin hoped—No, he prayed that the voice wouldn't take offense! * _
_ *“Aren't you a good boy, looking cute in the collar I custom-ordered for you~" The voice praised. “Who's a good boy, wearing their collar proudly for their master?" * _
_ “M-master? Good boy…" Austin repeated back in a murmur, his head still trying to register the words. His mind repeated the second phrase over and over. It was only the hundredth time Austin realized its meaning. _
_ *“I'm a good boy…" * _
_ *There was a sound that filled the room. A thumping that got louder as the seconds passed. “Oh, someone's happy, huh?" The voice chuckled. “You're my good boy, aren't you?" * _
_ *“M-me, Master!" Austin beamed. Calling them master felt so right. But yet so wrong to him at the same time. Austin didn't even realize his tail was wagging like a tornado behind him as his cheeks burned red in embarrassment. Austin found himself grasping at the collar around his neck again. Austin loved it. It was the perfect gift. Why didn't he realize it before? * _
_ *But what if someone saw Austin with it on? What would his teammates say? What would his friend think of him? What would the people at his school think? How would they all react? * _
_ *How would Austin explain himself? Of course, He'd be glad to! Like the good boy he was, he would show it off with pride! Those skimpy girls at his school didn't know fashion if it hit them in their faces. The collar around his neck was true fashion! The boys at his school would want to be him—to have such a gracious master as he did! * _
_ Austin's wrestling buddies would be so jealous! Even though he couldn't see the color, he hoped it matched his jersey. Either way, he was going to show it off with satisfaction. Of course, he needed to thank his master. But the question was how? _
_ *“T-thank you…" Austin said, taking a nervous gulp of his salvia that he didn't realize had built up. He hesitated for a moment; there it was, stuck in the bottom of his throat. A straightforward word he couldn't repeat. Still, there was that echoing in his mind. * _
_ *Yet again, he ignored it. * _
_ *“M-master…How can I repay you?" The word still felt strange coming from Austin's mouth— Nonetheless, his Master deserved respect, and the dalmatian was happy to give it. * _
_ “…I don't have anything on me but…" Austin found himself playing with his paws as he began to trail off. He hated himself for forgetting his wallet. Austin would have been at the store right now buying the biggest jewel he could with the hefty allowance he got from his parents twice a week. But did his new master like jewels? No—Their voice didn't sound like a girl, but maybe… _
_ “You don't have to repay me…" Austin's Master interrupted. Austin could hear them step closer and feel their hand creeping over his head. The dalmatian lowered his head quickly, his tail wagging slowly behind him in anticipation. _
_ ** He didn't know how much he needed to feel his master's touch—those paws, claws, or whatever the hell connected to his master's body. He needed it, and he needed it now!** _
_ *There was a long moment of hesitation in the hand above Austin. He could feel the heat it emitted as it shook. It was like it was afraid that its loyal dog would bite the hand that fed him, but the dalmatian knew that would never happen. Desperately, Austin let out a faint whine. He didn't want his master to fear him—he was a good boy! A good dog would never hurt its master! * _
_ *Austin knew it wasn't his place, but despite that, he chose to move for his Master. Moving forward, he gently nudged his wet nose against his Master's hand, urging him that he wanted his touch. Again, there was hesitation, the hand above Austin shaking with fear. * _
_ Why were they so afraid? Then, it finally came. Those soft fingers landed on his canine skull before slowly stroking the fur atop his head. Austin had never felt something so good in his life; it was such a fantastic thing! _
_ *Instantly, Austin leaned into the hand as the stroking became more confident. The way those fingers squeezed out all of the tension from his practice earlier, the stress from worrying about his exams disappearing. “What can I do to thank you, my Master?" Austin repeated once more. * _
_ There was another brief silence, Austin's master seeming in thought. Then, a chuckle filled the room. Despite its softness, there was an apparent malice as his master finally spoke, “How about a game? Would you like to play a game with me?" _
_ *Something in Austin's stomach pulled like his gut was trying to warn him. But once more, he agreed to play without a second thought. “Of course, Master!" The dog answered with glee. * _
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_ It worked way better than Lawrence thought, and this was just the first trial! The blindfold was still tightly over Austin's eyes, and he had made no effort to take it off since the beginning. Lawrence made a mental note that a slightly stronger dose was needed. Austin was willing to please, but Lawrence could tell there were a few brief moments of hesitation, most likely his mind trying to break out. Overall, it looked like the dalmatian considered Lawrence's feelings more than his own, which was good! _
_ *Currently, Lawrence was still stroking Austin's head while eagerly trying to push himself deeper into Lawrence's fingers. It looked cute. Austin's tail wagged behind him, thumping across the bed sheets. Austin's ears were perked up, his muzzle opened as he let out a mix between a pant and a whine at the affection he was receiving. * _
_ *“Oh, if Austin's friends could see him now!" Lawrence thought, his grin growing twice as wide as it already was. But there was one more test Lawrence needed to do, to confirm that the drug really did work perfectly… * _
_ *“What can I do to thank you, my Master?" Austin repeated, there was a lack of sharpness in his voice now, the drug taking further root inside of the dalmatian. * _
_ *What could he do? Lawrence thought for a while before he'd let out a menacing chuckle as he finally spoke, “How about a game? Would you like to play a game with me?" * _
_ Austin responded with a firm nod, “Of course, Master!" He was completely unaware of what kind of game Lawrence planned for him, but like the good pet he was he would follow his master's order, at least that's what Lawrence hoped for. After explaining the game to his hopefully obedient pet Lawrence walked over to his desk, sitting down in his chair before turning on his webcam to his computer. Making sure he was just out of view, Lawrence pressed the recording button. _
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_ *“All you have to do is simple~ “ His master began once more, with that voice that made Austin's knees wheeze. “Can you find the bone for me boy? Where's the bone, Austin!" * _
_ *Austin turned his head confused, as each minute passed he felt like he was acting more and more like a basic dog—He was more than that! Austin would prove that by winning at his master's game, but how would he? The blindfold made everything invisible. There had to be a trick to this, but what was it? * _
_ *Austin thought for a moment, he wasn't the smartest but he knew his master had to be talking about a different kind of bone. * _
_ Sniiiiiff! _
_ *Instead of relying on his eyes, Austin used his sense of smell, that's what canines were good at after all! Immediately, the clever dalmatian picked up a scent. It smelled familiar, but once more Austin couldn't figure it out. The musky aroma filled Austin's head, he couldn't help but huff more of it into his lungs like it was air. * _
_ *The distinct smell of his Master's what it was, it wasn't different from an addictive drug you couldn't live without. Austin jumped off the soft surface he sat on, landing on his feet, he was determined to find the source, to find his bone. * _
_ Sniiiiiff!!!! _
_ *The room Austin was in was filled with the heavy scent of his master, it completely surrounded him and made his legs weak. It felt wrong to stand, it felt wrong for him to walk on two legs. Austin's feet gave out before he stood again, now using all of his limbs to walk. * _
_ *The dalmatian walked around in circles, practicing walking on all four of his limbs for the first time; he'd fallen a few times before he finally got the hang of it. Strangely, this felt right to Austin, how could he be worthy to stand on two feet like his Master? After letting out a prideful bark, Austin went back to focusing on his target. * _
_ Sniiiiiff!!!! _
_ *That ponent musk was closer as Austin moved near the source, licking his lips in anticipation. There was throbbing below in Austin's pants, his cock already half-hard spurting pre-cum in his wrestling jock. The * _
_ *the dalmatian let out a whine of need, he needed that bone in his mouth, he was hungry for it. * _
_ *“Oh, looks like someone found their bone~" Austin's Master loudly chuckled above him. “Why don't you take off the wrapping first before you choke, pup?" * _
_ *Without even realizing it Austin was pushing his nose deep into his Master's crotch, licking up what he assumed to be the fabric of his Master's underwear. Austin didn't need to see his own eyes to know that they were filled solely with lust. At that moment, the dalmatian knew his place. * _
_ Quickly pulling off the wrapping of his treat with his mouth, Austin shoved his muzzle between the skinny thighs of Lawrence, sniffing every square inch of that musky cock. Nudging his nose further into those thick thick twin orbs. _
_ Sniiiiiff!!!!!!! _
_ *Lawrence moaned as he bit his lip, his face flustered. This was possibly the driest thing he'd ever done in his life, and he was doing it with his high school bully for that matter! “Hmm, what a good boy you are, aren't you Austin?" Lawrence groaned out, feeling as the canine began to lick the underside of his balls. * _
_ *Hearing the sounds of his master's pleasure, Austin began to flap his tongue under the scrotum as more blood filled up his master's dick. Austin was in heaven, his own cock bulging in his jock as the dalmatian focused on the shaft. * _
_ Lawrence reached down, rubbing his fingers between Austin's ears encouraging the pup that he was doing a good job. “Good boy, Austin…Such a good boy you are…" Barley could Lawrence speak, especially when he felt that wet muzzle engulfed half of his hardening cockhead. _
_ “H-hm! Eager, aren't you boy?" _
_ Who knew canines had such amazing tongues… _
_ *Still, Lawrence tried to remain dominant and he wouldn't let his new pet get the best of him. Gripping Austin's collar, Lawrence pulled the dalmatian forward more onto his cock. “Come on, I know you can take more! You and that big mouth you have!" Lawrence complained. * _
_ *Austin agreed despite choking slightly on Lawrence's cock, he could take more—No he would take more! The canine slid more of the gritty length into his muzzle, slurping the hardness so it could easily be slid in and out. Tears rained down on his face, but still, he pressed on until he met the groin. * _
_ *Lawrence let out a satisfied sigh while Austin let out a whine in relief as the massive object in his throat settled. Briefly, there was a pause, each of them taking a short breath—In Austin's case, through his nose. “F-fuck your such a good boy…" Lawrence groaned, stroking Austin's ears again as the warmth of the canine muzzle caused his cock to throb, spurting pre-cum that Austin was glad to gulp down. * _
_ *Unknowing to Austin, Lawrence had a massive grin on his face. Lawrence turned back to his webcam making sure it was still recording. “You want to cum don't you boy?" Lawrence asked the muscled dalmatian between his thighs, making sure the camera was in view. * _
_ *Slowly, Lawrence began to pick up speed, thrusting his cock into that tight heat of his bully's wet maw. “You've been a good boy so far, haven't you?" Lawrence whispered with a slight growl as he moved faster. “And good boys like you deserve to cum, right?" * _
_ ** Austin wasn't fully there anymore letting out whines as Lawrence used his throat as a simple cocksleeve, only did he snap out of his trance when he heard the word “cum," he felt his knot painfully spurt in his now soaked-covered underwear. The dalmatian let out a muffled whine at Lawrence's permission. He was confused, he didn't know how he would—Then it clicked in his canine brain. Shortly after, he began making short thrusts against the air, humping Lawrence's leg. ** _
_ *“Oh, looks like someone finally figured it out, huh? You aren't just a stupid mutt after all?" * _
_ *Soon the two of them began to synchronize their climax together, Lawrence thrusting his spit-covered cock in and out of that hot maw, while Austin buckled his hips thrusting against the fabric of his tight underwear to give himself relief. * _
_ *“F-fuck! Gonna cum down your throat you mutt! You better swallow it all!" Lawrence roared, grabbing the back of Austin's head and slamming it down in one last thrust using such amazing strength for someone so puny. * _
_ *“Cum for me Austin, like the good bitch you are!" * _
_ *A loud, wet gurgle spills out of Austin as he's pulled forward into Lawrence's crotch, spurt after spurt of the human's thick seed spewing down his throat like a waterfall. At the same time, Austin came hands-free, his own load soaking the inside of his shorts, pumping through the fabric, spilling into the floor below him. Even after their climax, the two were still slowly thrusting, making sure to empty their balls fully. * _
_ *“Mrrrrghrrrr…" Austin drunkenly moaned, swallowing Lawrence's potent load, his humping slowing down on Lawrence's leg before he went limp. * _
_ *Above, still sitting in his office chair, Lawrence sighed as the last few drops of his intense orgasm began to settle down. “Ha…Fuck that was amazing…" * _
_ *Lawrence never cursed this much, in fact, he thought it was impossible for him to do so up until today. But there was nothing else that could describe how he felt… * _
_ *“You're such a good boy aren't you—" Lawrence didn't finish his sentence, pushing himself further into his chair as his eyes went wide. Staring back at him those familiar red eyes he knew all too well that belonged to Austin. The blindfold fell off, lying nearby across from Austin as the dalmatian still sat on his haunches. * _
_ *Neither of the two spoke, just staring at each other as a long silence fell over the room. Austin knew he was screwed when Austin stood back up firmly on his two legs, quickly closing the short distance between them. * _
_ *“W-wait, Austin! Let's talk about this maybe—" Lawrence flinched trying to prepare himself for the inevitable fist that would break his glasses before fracturing his skull as he closed his eyes tightly. * _
_ *But it never came… * _
_ *Lawrence's chair painfully squeaked throughout his bedroom, as a force large enough that Lawrence could only assume Austin was trying to push himself into his one-seated seat against him. “Open your eyes, nerd…" Austin finally spoke, his hot breath felt like a grill against the smaller human's skin. “And look at me…" * _
_ *Shivering, Lawrence opened one of his eyes, he had the feeling if he opened both he would have two black eyes instead one. “…Yeah, Austin? You aren't mad are you?" Lawrence whispered. * _
_ Again, a punch didn't come, but a kiss did, making Lawrence's eyes go completely wide. Immediately, Lawrence was confused, he was sure the effect had worn off by now. Soon it didn't matter to Lawrence, making out with his long term bully was way better than getting beaten up. Surprisingly, it felt nice for Lawrence's first kiss as he began to slowly gain the confidence to kiss Austin back, tasting faintly the remnants of his own cum. _
_ *“You dumbass, nerd," Austin began as soon as they broke for air. “Whatever shit you put in my drink wore off a while ago…" Austin admitted breaking off the trail of saliva that connected both of their mouths. “You're so lucky I'm into this…Do you know how long I've wanted to ask you out? Honestly, I would have thought you would have wanted to wait for this after the first few dates. But fuck! I didn't think you were that eager, huh!?" * _
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_ *Even after a few weeks, Lawrence was still dazed. Now more than ever as he stood in Austin's bedroom, he didn't think he would ever be in here. * _
_ Turns out, Austin's parents were nice people after he introduced them to Lawrence as the dalmatian's boyfriend, which still felt so weird. Austin got an earful from his mother after finding out how they ended up together in the first place, he didn't spare any of the details with his so-called flirting over the years. Lawrence already forgave Austin a while ago, but there was one special reason why Lawrence wanted to see where this relationship would go and explore it. That moment, weeks back, Lawrence unlocked something within himself he didn't realize he had. Austin was very convening that Lawrence explored more of his kinky side… _
_ “Welcome, Master, I'll be your pup this evening if you would have me that is~" _