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Below you have a first-person style story, which is a story that contains some consensual and some questionably-consensual activity between two male lovers. IF YOU DON'T want the backstory, and just want to go straight to the size-difference, forced, cum-laced goodness, just search for "He took me to bed with him that night" and off you go.

_ Warning: There's some pretty extreme fetishy stuff in this story BUT you can easily skip it if you'd like. You'll find a warning below where it begins and ends to make your life easier._

:3 Enjoy!

PS: Don't be too ruthless with your critiques please, I do try my absolute best! LOL!

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Before I'd be allowed to sleep, he'd made me call home. Grayson enjoyed being able to flex his hips to make me whimper into the phone only to make my mother more curious as I spoke until eventually she'd question what was transpiring. I stammered for an excuse, but the lion who's grip still remained tight at my hips would take the phone away from me before long "Ma'am? Good Evening, this is Grayson Ashfield from Ashfield Industries. I have your son here for a job opportunity that I think he's very pleased by..." he accentuated by rolling his hips, making that obscene shaft shift inside me and I had to stifle a wild groan it'd cause as the very depth he was achieving was causing the taut flesh of my abdomen to distend slightly and even still my cock twitched impulsively. "Ah that's an excellent question Ma'am, I actually sought him out. I understand its some ways from his school, and home of course, so I'll be making the necessary arrangements to ensure his studies aren't interrupted. And I'll be making sure he has appropriate work attire and so on, there's nothing for you to worry about. I'll make sure he checks in regularly with you so you know how he's doing in the corporate life." He chuckled with my mother, his massive paws stroking over my stomach as his hot exhale grazed my ear making me shiver and even now, without even trying he was teasing and edging me. It was torturous in the most insatiable of ways, and while I wanted to plead with him to stop, there was a part of me that savored what he was capable of and admired his control. Before I knew it he handed it back to me, I put the phone to my ear "Mom...?" I called, but there was silence. As I looked at the phone I'd see the lock screen, a lock I hadn't enabled. "Wh..?" is all I'd get out before he'd interrupt me with an answer "You are mine, Puppy. You only need to talk to me. You're still able to make emergency calls if necessary." He informed and a chill of fear ran down my back while my brows furrowed in a concerned expression. The feline hybrid so much larger than I would loom over my shoulder with those pearly teeth beaming a wild grin next to my muzzle making me shiver once more as he dipped down to nip idly at the flesh of my shoulder as we sat nude on his bed. He'd lean over near us as we sat, our fur lightly damp but closer to dry after the toweling he'd given us, and he withdraws a device from a drawer. I wouldn't even realize what it was until he'd wrap it around my already aching balls, and the remainder of the device is used to cram my twitching cock into. It's so tight, so unforgivingly tight that a groan from the ache of it slips form my chest, but he wouldn't be finished yet. The tip of it slips into my cock's opening, and while it doesn't hurt the discomfort makes me hips shift which causes his fully hilted cock to do the same sending wild electric pleasure rushing along my spine as I curl against his stomach and chest and he chuckles back at me. "Good boy..." he coos almost lovingly, arms still wrapped around me as he worked and I hear the faint latching of the lock that kept it all together. I look down to see myself, and my arousal has become the victim of a small cage, so thorough it'd lock of the flow of absolutely everything while making my arousal completely incapable of anything more than a dull throbbing ache of need and just looking it causes me to throb more in the trapped cage, spasming tightly on me.

"Oh puppy likes that, huh...?" he questions, nosing at my cheek teasingly, almost demanding I answer him and I don't want to give him the acknowledgement he's looking for. But I cry out wildly as he lifts me off of him, his cock and deflated knot being tugged from me as he moves me to stand and only a light leak of cum drips down my cleft and mats the fur on my inner thighs which too earns another soft amused chuckle from him. He liked to survey his work, as he grips my hips to turn me around to face him and even as he's sitting and I'm standing I still have to look up to see his face. "Be a good boy, and you'll be rewarded. If you're bad, you will be punished." He stated flatly "Now make dinner. Stuffed chicken valentino. The ingredients are in the refrigerator and the recipe if you're unfamiliar, can be found in the computer on the refrigerator door." He finished, his tone so gravelly and absolute it made me feel even smaller than I was as I stood there between his thighs in nothing more than a chastity cage. I felt so small that I could disappear and never be found again, and my eyes found his in a softened expression between us. He leaned in to kiss my forehead reassuringly, then picked up my leash and walked me with it. ...I'd almost forgotten about the collar and straps completely, the material so simple and light it was easy to forget they'd adorned my body, and I supposed as I walked with him that he expected it to be that way. "Clean that up as well." He informed, pointing at the floor where a pool of his spent pre as well as my own seed remained next to the kitchen island. I simply nodded, though he'd stop me and turn me to face him. "Yes Daddy, or a bark if you'd prefer. The choice is yours. You know which I'd prefer." He'd instruct looking down at me as he towered boldly. The horns atop his head as overwhelming as always and I'd nod sharply "Yes Daddy" as I started my work. Cleaning the mess first, but he'd correct me sharply. "I told you, to you it's sacred. Lick it up." And I wouldn't even protest. Not with how badly my loins ached in the cage and how tired I felt. I dipped down to hands and knees to do as he'd instructed as he watched me with his nose flaring in idle exhales, like some kind of beastly diesel engine taking in air to give more of that endless power he held. I'd lick up the mix, a now somewhat cool and thinned out but no less salty mixture of him and I on the ornate marble floor. I'd say it tasted awful, but a part of me liked doing it. Liked cleaning up such a filthy thing and the treatment I was receiving and the sudden pain from my trapped cock made my a back arch with a harsh shudder and a muted groan and he snickered once more at the display I'd give him until the mess was clean.

I started on dinner next, and by the time I was finished cooking he'd drifted off to a chair in the living room to watch something quietly on the television. It was when I looked at the television that I noticed the sun had long-since gone down, and all of the city's night lights had come on. I'd begun to get curious now, of all times, about if someone outside could see us. I remember looking up at the mirrored glass of the building before I entered, and I surmised they probably couldn't, even if they could see up this high which I don't think they can really. I served the dining table and stood next to him to gain his attention, but it never drifted over to me. "Daddy?" I finally inquired, and his eyes lazily drifted to me "I was wondering how long you were going to stand there before saying something... Yes?" he inquires, and the reprimand made me feel foolish. "Dinner is ready." I informed in a meek voice and he moved to stand, and walked to the dining room with me. He sat at the head and I next to him, though with hesitation.

"Do you understand your place here, Puppy?" he asked me as we ate in near-silence. He never looked at me as he spoke, however, making the conversation feel light and somewhat casual. "Y..." I stammered before correcting myself with honestly "Not entirely". His eyes shifted to me a moment, smiling, I think he liked seeing me work to please him. "That is okay. I prefer your honesty. You are to remain here indefinitely as my puppy. You will do what I say, when I say it, how I say it. If you do not, like a bad puppy, you will be punished. If you do however, like a good puppy, you will be rewarded. I may take you to work, or I may leave you at home, that is for me to decide. You are my property. And in exchange for your obedience, I will take care of you and show you love." He finished, my eyes fixated on him and completely mesmerized. "Do you have any questions?" he asked and the answer of mine, a question, seemed obvious "What if I don't like what you tell me to do?" I inquired. There was a long silence, and he had taken several bites before answering. He set his fork down, and he looked at me boldly. His eyes seemed fiery, but patient. "I don't care if you like it or not. Obedience isn't about liking it Puppy, it's about doing what you are told. If you choose to not do so, you will be punished." The hybrid lion answered "If you do not like the arrangements, then you may leave. Now." He gestured to the door making us both look at it, though his eyes I felt lock back on me as I was lost in thought. "No...?" he questioned "I didn't think so. Now eat your dinner or keep note to have you eat off the floor in the future." He finished. I got the feeling from his tone that he was toying with me, but I was hungry and ate anyways as he did the same. He remained at the table despite his finishing before me, us both standing at the same time. He took the dishes from me before I could do the same. He snapped his fingers and pointed to the floor next to him, then began rinsing the dishes and placing them neatly in the dishwasher. I sat next to him on the floor, as I'd suspected he'd instructed. On my knees, like a dog, trapping the cage firmly between my thighs and the feeling made me shiver once more as I sat. By the time he was done, I was leaning somewhat against his large legs. The idle warmth felt nice, and I enjoyed watching his incredible dexterity considering the sheer scale of those large hands. He really made me feel miniature in size simply being next to him, and my mind wandered as I wondered if that had anything to do with his obvious success in life with the view in every direction peering far over anyone else in the world.

He took me to bed with him that night, his grip wrapping around my hips and pulling me back into him as we spooned. His mass encompassing me and surrounding me in his warmth, a feeling so good it made me whine softly from a place somewhere in my body I'd never felt before. It was romantic and intimate in a way I'd never experienced before. I woke up deep into the night to his hips flexing as he sheathed his pulsing cock into me once more and the pain of the sudden and forceful intrusion sent me reeling. He was leaking pre ever-so slightly and it did nothing to ease the scale of the cock that spread me open once more, though through all of this I could hear the idle muted snoring coming from him as he slept. His cock throbbing more and more as it buried itself in me, swelling to take up more room in me until I felt that massive flare spread inside me and his knot throbbing among my walls. I throbbed so hard in the cage that it hurt terribly, my cock denied the freedom it needed to throb properly though none of this would stop me from gaining the pleasure of him inside me. Every time my shivered and arched my back he'd instinctively flex his hips as he slept, sinking himself as deep into me as our bodies would allow. I could feel him so deep in my core, the slight lewd outline of him against my cum-laden abdomen and I could feel him pumping pre into me in a flow so insatiable it would vastly out perform any average males entire ejaculation and I already felt achingly full only to have him now endlessly give more and more, that too adding to the mind numbing pleasure. Eventually I would fall back to sleep, though the amount of time spent with him keeping me throbbing late at night would go forgotten. I woke up to him stretching, shifting, arms and legs flexing around me as he squeezed me tightly and he was still hilted deeply inside of me come morning. He rumbled out a pleasured growl at the feeling once he'd realized what transpired, and he whispered hotly into an ear "You're going to spend every night keeping me warm, like a good boy should..." as he withdrew slowly. Ever-so slowly. Until just that early flare was inside my spasming entrance before he'd flex his hips sheathing himself fully and instantly I'd be wide awake. My god I felt so full, my distended belly so achingly overburdened and the feeling would already have me leaking in that cage but my need to relieve myself was growing unbearable. "Please..." I quivered in an exhale "Please I need to... Pee very badly." I panted embarrassedly. "Good boy..." he answered, stroking over my side and lifting us both up. A moment later and he's walking with me again, my footpaws barely able to reach the tops of his feet to walk with him and easy any of that pressure of him so deep inside me and he guides me to the restroom.

He leaned me over the toilet, my arm going out to prop myself against the tank as he towers over me like a sky scraper looming laughably over a small house. His cock throbbing so very deeply in me makes it nearly impossible to go but as he reaches in front of me to somehow open that cage's opening my bladder can't wait anymore. I groan as my relief spills out of me and he chuckles just enjoying the way I spasmed like a vice on him. He rolls his hips, thrusting into me, savoring the momentary tightness before reaching for my leash to loop it under my tail keeping it lifted high. My back arches from the sensation, making me tighten down on him and I groan wildly. Trying everything I can to just keep the stream of my morning relief cascading down into the toilet itself.

=== _ Fetish Warning === Piss Enema below. To skip this, just ignore this paragraph completely._

There's a sudden flowing heat inside me, and it takes me several moments to realize what it is before the unbelievable torrent dawns on me. "Nnn!?" I groan as the hybrid lion has begun releasing himself inside me, and the small collection of cum inside me he'd previously given is suddenly totally eclipsed by the heat of his bladder flooding wildly into me. I cry out at the feeling as it flows, more and more and more as it trails on for what feels like an eternity, and my small frame distends notably from what he's doing. I cry out as one arm braces my stomach with the other trying to keep me propped up but the volume that he's making my belly sag is making me see stars, all while that cage denies any sense of freedom for my trapped cock and the sudden torrent inside me is felt rushing down my cleft into the toilet under me as he uses me such a way. It's blinding, and unbearable what he's done to me. More and more even still, cleaning out my passage and still it flows incessantly without any signs of stopping while that massive frame above me uses the opportunity to it's fullest. "Daddy!?" I call with the flow running down my cleft and taint, and down my balls making sure I feel every sickning liter he's been waiting to release. His hips never stop, rutting it in and out of me, making me feel his hot liquid so deep in my body I couldn't dare ignore the feeling and I'm writhing atop him as he comes to a stop, my own bladder long-since having run empty. He just chuckles once more in that gravelly, dominating voice with "Mine" being whispered into one of my ears as he removes himself from me completely, letting the rest of himself run out until the flow stops. He plunges a few more times, sheathing me fully before drawing back out until nothing is left to be set free and then he sheaths himself once more and remains.

=== _ Fetish Warning End _ ===

My body already ached from the treatment he's given me, but the constant return of his cock is making my rear tender from his use and I think he likes how sensitive his abuse has made me. My crying out and writhing every time he does so, sheathing that hybrid cock so deeply and the slight pudginess of my belly can once more let him enjoy his size as the lewd outline of himself has grown more visible now. "Good boy..." he coos at me, keeping me leaning over the toilet and my arm is still braced against the water tank as I writhe, the other gripping my belly as the ache of it causes pre to flow out of me and he moves a large hand between my legs to stroke idly at my trapped cock making me jerk harshly and spasm around him. "You want me to take this off...?" he inquires, and I beg him to do so "Yes Daddy... Please Daddy...?" I beg and whimper at him with my back arching as he thrusts into me again and again. "I feel like you could ask me more nicely, my boy..." he continues, thrusting hard. I can feel his balls colliding with my inner thighs and my own loins, "...yours is so much smaller than mine, I'm not even sure you deserve to use it." He adds and the insult makes my face burn in a way I don't care to admit.

"Please Daddy!?" my voice grows desperate and breathless, his thrusts becoming more sharp and forceful. His knot is swelling and he's forcing it in and out of me while it's still somewhat early in its flaring. "Please Daddy let me... use my cock?!" I beg as loud as my voice will carry, the statement being broken up by sharp groaning gasps he's causing as he ruts into me harshly. Lowering his legs to let me hold my weight on my own feet before thrusting back up into me, lifting me, using my own weight to sheath myself on him and the treatment is mind numbing, making it harder for me to for words and the scale of his engorged and veiny cock makes it hard to even keep my legs together. One of my legs left to ease the pressure any way I can, though it does nothing to relieve the depth he's reaching inside me. His thrusting continues, with his muzzle dipping down to grip at my neck and tug gently, before doing the same to my shoulder before I realize he's intentionally toying with me. He pushes my leg down forcing my thighs together, making his massive cock feel even bigger than it was as it spreads my cheeks wide to accept his girth keeping me groaning wildly. "Please...?!" I beg once more in a whimper, trying as desperately as I can to appeal to him as my entire body aches with pleasure and his pre can be felt pouring into me so insatiably deeply and he just growls into my ear "No." while his thrusts become ragged and rushed.

The domination of the mere position is one my body can't stand, pre running out of me in thick jets as I'm painting his toilet in in my pleasure and the depth he's reached in emasculating me is tugging at something in my core I've never experienced before. "You're my breeding bitch and you'll take it like a good girl." He rumbles into my ear before I feel him tug again at my neck while he forces that engorged knot into me and I feel that cock delve deeply with it's new found depth past that unbelievable knot as it flares harshly inside me. Cum pours out of me suddenly despite my cock being trapped in that cage, thankfully the passage has been opened and my seed is allowed to cascade down into the toilet below me as I feel his orgasm hit and he growls viciously into my neck while he tugs with his teeth. His cum pouring into me as barbs flare into my walls, his hips grinding gaining every last spasming inch of depth while his potent seed lances into my depths in torrents, flooding my belly as it grows round with the lion's fertile seed and the heat of it keeps me murmuring in pleasured moans with my body is shaking in pleasure. I'm writhing under him, his chest pressing down against my body with his grip around my hips, his claws digging into my flesh while one arm just grips around my belly to let him feel himself breeding me inside and out.

We're trapped that way for some time, his hips flexing almost instinctively as his primal need to breed overwhelms us both. His balls are pressed firmly into me and I can feel them shift and flex as he breeds more seed into me, his hips starting again once or twice before reaching another climax and giving me more until he's finally run dry and it's been a long while since I've anything left to give. He reaches under me and locks the cage fully once more, stopping every drop I may have left or any future possibility it might be spilled and he starts moving once more until we're back in bed. He lays on his back with his body spread out, his head propped up on a few of the many lush pillows and he's looking down at me with my body laying over his own. His cock so achingly deep in me and my belly has grown more round than it previously had been and the dull ache of my abdomen keeps my cock throbbing in it's metal cage. My hands dip back and grip his hips, knowing I can't stop him from thrusting if he starts again but it's the closest to any type of control I have so I keep my grip on him. His arms over mine holding to me like I'm his own personal stuffed teddy bear and in a way that's exactly how I feel in the moment, with the beastly lion holding onto me like a security blanket. I hear him rumble a purr, so loud and low it felt like perhaps there was an earthquake at first but the pleasured sounds of the lion I'd sated actually makes me smile brightly with him huffing idly at my hair. Taking my scent in, enjoying the way I smelled with his scent absolutely all over me, inside and out.

"You're a good boy, Puppy." he murmured to me. "Only for you, Daddy." I answered with a smile.