Warm Up 078 Paddington Gets Ready To Play
Summary:
CW: Human on Anthro, Noncon/Rape, Bondage
Paddington helps entertain some nice men, whether he wants to or not.
Characters:
Paddington (Male, Spectacled bear, young adult)
Notes:
Tried to tag thoroughly, but its been a bit since I wrote it so might have missed some things. Hopefully I got most of the main stuff, but let me know if there’s tags you think need to be added!
(Also, while I can see the argument to interpret Paddington as a cub, I’m assuming he’s an adult for this… As plenty seem to have made the same assumption, I figure that’s fine lol)
Story Text:
Paddington heaved and shivered, laying on top of the smooth wooden table. His every breath was thick, and ragged, and wet-sounding, his maw held open by a bright red ring gag strapped firmly against his ursine face, wedging between his teeth and forcing his tongue to loll forward, globs and ropes of unconsumed jizz glistening on the pink appendage, clinging to his dark lips and furry muzzle.
He trembled, trying to shift. His limbs ached. The little bear was used to being stark naked, but somehow this felt... more exposed.
His legs were extended forward, tied at the ankles and attached to one of the table's legs. This, of course, left his angry red asshole gaped and exposed, just as messy with cum as his face was. His little paws were also messy, toes curling hesitantly as he panted and gasped and tried to find some relief in his limbs, his aching ass, his sore jaw.
His arms, meanwhile, where bound behind him. Sturdy metal handcuffs clasped around his wrists, pressing so hard he worried they'd draw blood. Another rope was bound to their chain, linking to an opposite leg from his feet's binding.
The result was his body, twisted and angled for sex. Forced into the position of a free-use fleshlight. Every inch of his fur was matted and wet and messy, soaked with cum, sweat, spit, piss...
He reeked.
The blindfold, leather and sturdy, bound over his face kept him in the dark. He tried to shift his head, tilting this way and that, but couldn't see anything. Paddington gave a blinded whine.
Please... please, he didn't mean to be rude. O- Or whatever he'd done...
He gave a sharp whine, trying to talk through the ball gag, garbled and awkawrd words with his cummy tongue flapping, lips parting from his fangs. Gllruggh!'' Paddington got out, trying to tug at his hands and feet, only making his joints more sore.Llrgh... Glrrghlee...'' he whined, muffled and unable to form the right words.
Pleas, please, he was so sorry... He- he just wanted to go home, please.
``He's makin' noise again.''
``Pfft, lil fuckin' slut.''
``Think he wants another round? Hehehe...''
The gruff masculine voices made Paddington's ears twitch. He barely processed their words, trying to perk, trying to speak again, but only getting out a jizz-throated, ``Lrgggh!''
``Aw, yeah, he's horny, for sure,'' one of the strange men mumbled amusedly.
Paddington tried to tilt his head this way and that, trying to face where the voices were coming from, to plead with them to let him go. God, he'd taken so many loads, his ass and belly and throat were aching with the mess of the men flooding his little ursine body. He tensed his arms and legs, trying to express how badly he wanted out.
Instead, he felt a human hand, rough-palmed and painfully firm, clap and then grasp on one of his thighs, squeezing hard. The bear whined sharply at that, head tilting back, drool dripping from his maw mindlessly as he felt the man's thumb hook around his plump ass cheek, spreading his gaped hole. He shivered, trying to clench the brutalized rim against that testing touch. Instead, he could feel a surge of hot jizz spilling out of his guts, surging out of pink depths to ooze down his ass cheek and onto the table.
``Fuck yeah, he's BEGGING for it,'' one of the men teased.
Immediately after, the one who was groping Paddington's ass shifted. Then, once again, a fat cock pressed up under the bear's tail. He tensed, whined sharply, tried to beg for mercy-
Mmpghg!'' he gurgled sharply, head thrown back as it sank into his aching bowels. He was so stretched out and messy it went in with ease, but the feeling of it opening his insides, spreading and shifting and aligning them to its girthy mass, made him tremble, toes splaying in pain as the hot ache of it spread through his belly.Ggrrghh...''
The man impaled in his ass began thrusting, clinging to one of his thighs and the small of his back, rutting into the little ursine. Paddington grunted and whimpered through the ball gag, eyes pinched shut and streaming tears under the blindfold as he was raped.
Ooh, fuck, he still feels amazing...'' the man fucking him groaned, rearing a hand back and spanking the bear's plump ass, eliciting another sharp yelp as it stung on his cheek.Mmf, fuck yeah... How many times has he taken our cocks already?''
``Dozens,'' another rumbled.
As far as Paddington could tell, there were three... or, uh, maybe four? Four men. It had to be... there were the hands on his hips, the cock in his guts pounding and rutting into his ruined asshole. Another stood by his feet, grasping one of his little bear paws, rubbing the soft pad and massaging the jizz into his soles. Another was behind him, the one who liked to talk. And... and the last one...
Mm, here, slut,'' the fourth man growled, gripping Paddington by the ear so fiercely he cried out, sobbing shakily. Another fat cock, musky from use and reeking of the bear's own guts, smacked against his muzzle, smearing and grinding on it.Hmm, bet you want a taste, huh...?''
He didn't. Oh, god, he didn't, he just wanted to go home. He wanted his Aunt Lucy, he wanted his Uncle Pastuzo, he wanted the Browns, he-
Glrkrk!'' Paddington gagged and retched as that musky cock angled and shoved through the ring gag, boring down his throat. His whole body heaved, back arching even as he was raped up the ass, retching around the slimy human dick slotting down his throat. He could feel his lips curled back, nose pressed firmly into the man's pubic hair, the stink of it flooding his lungs and making his brain all... fuzzy.Glrgg...''
Both men began thrusting hard and rough into his holes.
His ears ached horribly from being used as handles, but there was little he could do, the pain of it blending into a full-body surging heat, throbbing through every limb, radiating through his belly and chest, his tiny balls and sheathe bouncing slightly, pinned between his thighs and belly.
Paddington gurgled and retched, unable to handle the fat human cock shoving itself down his throat, gullet convulsing horribly around the musky girth. His teeth pressed into the firm ring in his maw, stopping them from even touching the sensitive meat. His fingers curled, claws pressing into his palms so hard he felt heat, maybe even blood.
The man rutting his ass finished unceremoniously, pulling out and spurting messily all over his side. He shuffled aside, releasing the poor bear's leg.
An instant later, the one playing with his footpaws took the man's place. Another fat cock shoved up into the bear's guts, his mind too focused on the burning in his chest and the ache of his over-used throat and jaw to notice.
God. Was this his life? Just... bound and covered in cum, used by these... disgusting, strange men? Fucked, and raped, and used...
His whole body was on fire. His mind spun. His lungs ached, unable to breath around the girth in his throat, the slime in his mouth. Throat slop spilled up around the shaft in his maw, gushing around the edges of his mouth to spill down his furry jaw, dripping from his chin and pooling around his blindfolded, gagged head.
Finally, the man in his throat finished. He pumped a few shots right down the little bear's throat, before pulling back and letting the rest spurt all over his red, sore throat. Drawing back slowly, letting surges of it spill onto the back of his tongue, making him choke and retch again.
Aah... Fuck me, that's a good throat...'' the man at his head sighed, releasing the bear's ears and letting his head flop down into the mess of throat slop on the table.Mm. Fuckin' nasty.''
We'll cut him off the table and throw his slut ass in the tub later,'' the talker huffed, in amusement. Poor Paddington, gagging and heaving and panting wetly all over again, shivered. He could practically hear the man's dismissive eye-roll in his voice.Now get the fuck outta the way... I gotta piss, and his throat should be JUST open enough to take every drop...''