Stop Struggling, Shut Up & Schlonk Your Spunk Cannon, Slut!

Story by SmuttySammi on SoFurry

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Stop pretending you have autonomy and do what I say, pet.

Good~ There may be hope for you yet.

It's really hard to grow a following as a furry writer, so please show some love if you enjoy this, and remember: horny comments are always welcome >:3c

Taking next week off for a lil holiday, but there'll be another story the week after :3


You’re so needy, it’s pathetic. Don’t worry, I know you want to touch it. I’ll uncuff one of your wrists soon enough. If you’re good. Be patient.

What’s that whining for? Stop struggling. I don’t care that your cock is aching. I like watching it twitch and drip. You don’t get to touch it until I say so.

What’s that? You want to speak? I’m not removing that ballgag, pet. You’re my toy and I don’t need to know what you have to say. You’re under my control. So shut up. Okay? Good.

You look so cute: naked, gagged, collared and cuffed to all four posts of the bed. It suits you. Don’t pretend you don’t like it, I see that wagging tail, that overeager dick.

I was thinking of putting you in a cock-cage, actually. I wonder how long I could keep you locked up and blue-balled until your every waking moment is spent begging me for release. Oh look at you, such a pathetic slut, struggling at your chains and moaning about something that hasn’t even happened, yet.

Calm down, pet. I said I was thinking about it. I know you’re excited. Maybe I’ll have a cage ready for you next time. How does that sound, hmm? Ooh, leaky thing, I knew you’d like the idea.

Okay, I’m going to let you touch yourself very soon. But first, you’re going to watch me strip. I know you like the nurse’s outfit, but I trust you’ll enjoy seeing me in my birthday suit even more. Here goes the zip, and up over my head.

There we go. And now you’re staring at my chest, so predictable. I’ll slide these panties off for you now, but remember: even when I free your paw, no touching any of this. All your paw is good for is jacking your meat. You’re my cum-pumping slut of a pet, remember? Good.

God, you’re basically cumming just looking at me. So damn pathetic. Why do I waste my time with a perma-horny would-be gooner like you? You know you’re lucky to have me, right? And this bubble butt of mine. Rrrrf. You like it when I show it off like that, don’t you. Bet you’ll like it even more when I join you up here, kneel between your legs like this, put my head down and my ass high. Gonna shake it around for you, hypnotize that horndog brain.

Yeah. Good slut. You love that. You love it when I put it all on display for you like this. I know you do. And when I move back a bit, like so, and hotdog your shaft between my cheeks. Rrr. I can feel you bucking, rattling those chains as if that’ll do any good. There’s no use struggling, pet. I know you want nothing more than to get free and mount me doggy style, fill my holes with loads until morning comes, but you know that’s not going to happen.

You’re a pathetic sex toy. Your cock is for milking, like a cow’s udders. You’re a farm animal pretending you could ever be more. Your function is to serve me. You don’t get what you want unless I say so. Mmh. You can feel it, right? My hole on your tip. You want so bad for me to let you in, don’t you?

Too bad.

The good news is I’m going to unlock one of your wrist cuffs in just a moment, but, one last thing before I do. Promise me you’ll do as I say. Hum once if you agree… Good. When I let you out, you’ll grab your cock and pump like there’s no tomorrow, right? Good. And when I let you out, you won’t try to get inside of me, you won’t grab and grope me, in fact you won’t even touch me, will you? …Will you? Good.

Here, I’ve got the key. Don’t move until I’m done. I don’t want to feel you wriggling and excited. Remember your place. There. Just another moment, let me lean back, kneel and watch.

Okay. Go ahead, beat your meat, pump that hose, schlonk that spunk-cannon like you mean it. Fuck yeah, such a needy bitch. What a whipped cow you are. Look at you, bucking and moaning and stroking your dick like your life depends on it.

God, you’re leaking everywhere. You wish you could shove that thing inside of me don’t you? Good pet. Good slut. Imagine it. Imagine shoving me down and taking me as rough as you like. Imagine it, because you’ll never have it. You’ll never be more than cattle for milking, just here to pump your useless hog and jet your impotent load into the air. If you thought I was going to drink it down, you’re wrong. It’s gonna spurt all across your belly and I’ll leave you locked up, caked in your own filth until your fur’s crusty with cum. Not like you mind, pig. You’re a filthy animal who wants nothing more than to cum, no matter the cost.

Your legs are trembling. Your dick is pulsing. So pathetic, you’re getting close already.

That’s it, I’m ready for servicing. Don’t even dare speak when I remove this ballgag. Don’t stop stroking, either. Good. Now, I’m going to sit on your face. If you need air, well, you should’ve thought of that earlier.

Rrrff. You make a good seat. Fuck yeah, put that tongue to work, bitch. Keep lapping. Keep stroking. Fffuck. Butt-loving slut. Get that tongue in there. Good pet. Good sex toy slut. Don’t even think about stopping. Don’t even think about grabbing my thigh or my ass. Just because your muzzle’s between my cheeks doesn’t mean your paw’s allowed anywhere near them. Fuck yeah, let me grind on that snout.

You’re really fucking going for it, fuck. Yeah, slut, set off that red rocket. Fountain yourself in cum. Y-you’re getting me close too. Ah, yeah, rrr. Just like that, pet. Eat out your owner. Yeah, yeah. Ah. Cum for me, slut. Pathetic slut. Cum. For. Me!

Oh_hh ffffuck_! Good pig, good cow, good pet. Spray it everywhere. Keep pumping that meat. Keep tonguing that hole. Yeah. Just like that. Yeah. Fuck, fuck, fuuuuuck.

Ju-just…

Let me… catch my breath…

Good pet.

There you go, you can breathe now.

Ah-ah! No. No talking.

Here you go, your ballgag’s back in. Isn’t that so much better? I’m so glad you agree.

And here, let me help you with the cuffs. That’s right, just stay calm, aaand there! Your wrist is nice and safe and locked up again.

The thing is, your load shot so far that you got some of your dirty pet-cum on me. That wasn’t part of the deal. I think I’ll leave you here overnight, we’ll have another go in the morning, see if you’re any better at following instructions then.

What’s all that whining for? So ungrateful.

That settles it, next time I’m coming back with the cage.