Tales of Lyvril: Casey's Punishment
*In this story, I wanted to make something from the perspective of the dominant. I wanted to make Art seem almost as a sort of gym teacher/coach, but I don't think I succeeded very well with that haha. I'm not completely excited with how this turned out but I've always been extremely critical of whatever I make. This story does not reflect my views of how anyone should be dealt with in society and is purely a work of fiction. Hell, if a place like this actually existed, I'd love to go there and cause a little trouble ;)
Enjoy!
In the land of Lyvril, we are rather strict about the behavior of our teenage youth. We realize that the way they act as teenagers indicates how they will act as adults, and if not directed on the right path, they may fall astray and cause problems for the advancement of our great land. That's where I come in.
My name is Art; I'm a red fox with a tall, muscular build and a constant grin. I work at the youth correction chambers of the main building of Lyvril. The chambers are where we put all of the teenagers, who disobey the laws of Lyvril. We have our own...eccentric ways of punishing them. My job is to find which delinquent I've been assigned to, release them from their cell and take them into my correction office for a punishment session. These sessions usually set them straight but if they don't, the same sessions are repeated with more strict instructors. If the delinquent is stubborn enough, they get sent off to be slaves for the highest bidder. But I have never been assigned a prisoner I couldn't set straight. Heh heh...
I found my new assignment today. A cute, threateningly muscular looking grey wolf, asleep on his firm jail cell cot, from his punk clothes & his shaggy black-dyed hair cut he looked like a stubborn skater boy. My favorite... I picked him up, carrying him into my office in my arms before I stripped him. I can't wait to see the shock on his face when he wakes up to feel his arms and legs tied to the corners of my table in my office.
I finished up tying his last leg with the thick rope before he woke up, looking at me with a glare of anger. I could tell he was trying to cover fear while he stared up at me, tugging at his restrained limbs as the rough wood of the table scratched at his bare, naked backside.
"Let me go, you motherfucker!" I smiled at the wolf-like growl in his voice.
"Oh no, I have some work to do with you! I have the feeling this is gonna be a long, long session!"
"Whatcha gonna do? Suck my dick? Hah!"
That was my cue to get started. I picked up an elastic band from under the table, the tightest one I could find, and wrapped my paw around the base of his balls, the scent of unwashed wolf musk already filling the air.
"Hey! Let go, you fuckin' bitch!" I squeezed the base tighter as I firmly wrapped the band around his scrotum, putting a stinging pressure on his orbs that made his lip tremble.
"Heh heh, not so loud now, are ya?" I grinned at him while he softly whimpered.
"S-shut up!" he tried hard to close his legs, his restraints keeping them spread for me.
"Buck up, kid, this is just the beginning" I said while I abrasively patted his knee.
"P-please, lemme go, I'll be good! I'll never..." his sentence was cut short as he saw me pick up a candle from under the table he was restrained to, the smell of a burning match filling the air while I lit them.
"I know you'll be good. Once you leave here, you'll be a respectful young man... If you know what's good for you" and with that, I tipped the candle over his sensitive pink nipple, ruby colored wax splashing against it & coagulating in his soft fur.
"Mhhhf!! N-nooo!" his head jerked to the side while he showed his clenched sharp teeth, panting from the painful sensation. "H-hurtsss..."
"I decided to use bees wax candles specially for you... the wax melts much hotter." I giggled while I held the candle away, letting more of the wax melt & heat up in the candle as I continued to break the boy in.
"What's your name, boy?" I accentuated the question by firmly swatting at his thigh, a red hand mark quickly forming, even though I already knew his name from his record.
"C-c..." his panting and whining made it hard for him to reply.
"I asked a question!" I tipped the candle over his other nipple, wax splashing over it and making him squirm so helplessly in his constraints while he screamed out.
"Ahh!!! Caseyy!!!" his screams making a small amount of drool to run down his lip while he shivered in pain and fear, my length getting excited already.
"Not anymore, your new name is Bitch Boy" I smiled at the look of disgust on his face. "Now say it, say your name." he hesitated while he murmured helplessly.
"I said say it!" I held the candle over his tightly banded orbs threateningly, his wolf cock twitching.
"...B-but..." A tear slowly eased from his eye.
"Fine, I guess you want more persuasion!" I tipped the candle, his eyes frozen in fear while he watched the stream of hot, melted wax drip from the candle onto his sensitive little bits, he let out one of the most ear shattering shrieks I have ever heard when it splashed on them.
"MHH!!" I could tell his throat was already getting scratchy from screaming. Screaming from my hot wax covering his purple, banded little balls and slowly solidifying over them.
"Okay, I think I'm sick of your voice." I looked under the table for a gag when I thought of a perfect replacement. I stay bent over while I took off my thick boots and pulled off one of my moist socks before I held it over his head. "Open wide."
"Eww..." he still wasn't giving in, but I took this challenge with excitement.
"Do you have a problem with feet, Bitch Boy?" his ear twitched while I called him by his new name.
"They're...gross...." His face twisted in disgust while his panting slowed, the wax already cooled down.
"You're going to learn to love them, Bitch Boy." I crawled onto the table, Casey letting out a rough exhale while I sat on his stomach, making him strain to breathe. I held my footpaws over his face while I sat on him, one socked and the other bare. I pinched his nose with my big and middle toe, making him have to open his mouth to breathe, his hot breathes delightfully caressing my sole. "Put that overactive mouth to good use and lick my bare sole, Bitch Boy."
"Mhh..." He murmured while his tongue slowly left his mouth and dragged over my glistening sole, slightly grimacing at the taste as I giggled out, his wet, pink little tongue tickling me as he tasted me.
"Good Bitch Boy, now the toes, and don't disappoint me." His tongue slid up to my toes right after I commanded him, I could tell he was being broken in already. But I wasn't done heh heh...
He slid his tongue over my toes for a few minutes, licking between the gaps and suckling each individually, coating them in his warm saliva while licked my musk. "Now the other one, take my sock off with your teeth." I held my other foot to his mouth, his teeth slowly digging into my sock and biting down completely, his drool soaking into the sock and making my toes wet while he pulled, using what little movement he could make in his restraints to pull it off. It took a little while, but slowly and surely, he got my whole sock off, spitting it to the side while he hesitated, staring at my newly unsocked foot.
"You know what I want you to do." I reached behind myself as I sat on him and felt his balls, thickly coated in the wax from before. I grinned as I found them, my hand quickly swatting at them, some of the wax crumbling off his banded, aching purple balls.
"MHFF!!" saliva sprayed onto my sole as he screamed out in agony "IM SORRY IM SORRY!!" his tongue quickly darted out and began licking my sole, making me giggle softly again.
"Yeah that's it, lick my flavor. Mmmmm suckle it from my toes, Bitch Boy" he whined out while he obeyed my every command, suckling my toes & running his tongue between them. I decided he had enough of my feet.
"Now tell me, Bitch Boy. Have you ever had anything in your little tailhole?" I grinned down at him.
"N-no..."
"That's gonna change today." He looked up at me while his eyes flashed a look of hopelessness. The look of an obedient slave.
"Y-yes, sir."
I had done it, he was broken in. But I wasn't just done with him. All this play made me very horny, and I wasn't gonna let him walk off without filling that tight ass of his with my thick fox spunk. Knowing that he was broken in, I got off from the table and unshackled him. My door was locked anyway but he didn't know that. This is my last test, if they try to run away then I know I still had work to do. But he stayed still as I unshackled him, barely even moving a muscle as he lay unshackled on the table.
"I want you to bend over the table with your legs spread. Now." He quickly stood from the table and bent over it, his legs spreading wide and showing me everything. Damn, was he tight; I knew I was going to have to break his little ass in before I could fit all 9 inches of my thick, throbbing cock; but first, I wanted to gag him. So instead of loud screams, I could penetrate him to the ambience of delicious, soothing moans. I picked up the sock from the table and held it against his muzzle. "Sniff." His nose quickly began sniffing my musk from my moist sock. "Now open up." His mouth slowly opened while I pushed the sock inside his mouth, the soft fabric absorbing all of his saliva and leaving his mouth dry while he tasted my sweat but he dare not spit it out or complain. I pulled some strong duct tape from under the table and taped up his muzzle, making sure the adhesive completely bonds to his lips & the fur on his muzzle before & tested out my gag.
I took a small clip and snuggly clamped it on the underside of his cock, making it harden & throb while he moaned into his sock gag, tears easing from his eyes while he mercilessly moaned out muffled screams, his throbbing, excited cock as red as the wax on his balls and his nipples.
"Don't fret, my wolfy. Theres only 2 more clips left." He sobbed into his sock gag while I showed him the other 2 clips. I pinched the underside of his cock, over the first one and clamped the second clip in, this one closer to his sensitive, aching red tip.
"MHH!!" his head thrust back in agony while he cried out into his gag, his fuzzy cheeks matted in tears while his length throbbed hard at the pain.
"One more hehe..."
His head began to shake as if he was trying to tell me "No" but he quickly stopped himself, weeping & accepting his punishment. I clipped the last clip above the first two, this one actually pinching a bit of his sensitive, red tip.
"MNHHH!!!" his legs began to wobble while he screamed against my sock, his face dark red from his screaming.
"Mmm! Now its time for me to take your hole!" I showed a wide smile when I pressed my hand against his cheek, collecting some of the tear water matted in his cheek fur and rubbing it onto my throbbing, fully erect cock, making it glisten.
I grabbed his hips, my claws slightly digging in while I pressed my tip against his little hole, pushing it in slowly. He began to bawl into his gag, his head easing back while I pushed my length in. I checked his clipped cock, it was getting stiffer and more erect, making the clips press even harder into his red, aching cock flesh. I stopped pushing myself into his tight hole, waiting for him to calm down.
"Mhhh..." his bawling was now just steady moans of agony. I took this as a sign and, all at once, thrust the rest of my throbbing fox cock inside his tight, begging hole with one forceful push. "MNHHHH!!!!" he cried and screamed into the gag, his cock begging for release at the mix of pain and pleasure he was feeling.
I began thrusting; his muffled howls making the animal in me come out. "Rrf... If you wanna cum, back that ass of yours against my hard cock." He began pushing himself against my thrusts, my cock sliding deeper into his walls while he moaned out, almost femininely, begging for release. I began thrusting faster while he struggled to keep up, panting and moaning into my sock gag. I could feel the lascivious sensation of an orgasm approaching. I slowly took the clips off of his abused cock; he let out a long, grateful sigh in response.
"Take your cock in your paws and pump. Pump your seed all over the floor." An excited whimper escaped his gagged mouth while he wrapped his gentle paw around his member and thrust with lustful vigor, his whimpers growing more high pitched and feminine with each pump of his paw.
"Mmf..." I thrust into him one last time and my throbbing cock exploded, emptying my hot, sticky spunk deep within his hole. I felt the last load of my seed splash out from inside him before his rim quickly tightened around my length, he moaned out as his own length emptied his aching, banded balls all over my floor. I stood behind him with my length deep within his hole until I collected myself and my panting ceased. Then I slowly pulled the tape from his muzzle, he whimpered out and his eyes got teary as a few of his hairs were pulled. When I got the last of it, he kept the sock in his muzzle, waiting for me to tell him he can spit it out.
"Okay, you can spit it out." He opened his mouth and a soaked sock eased out, falling on the table. "You made quite a mess on my floor. I think it would be best if you cleaned up after yourself, don't you agree?"
"Y-yes sir..." he got on his hands and knees and quietly licked his seed from my floor, lapping it all up.
"Good boy."
***
Casey was clothed once again, and I stood beside him in the central office, signing all of his papers so he could once again join society.
"Now I'm not gonna see you here again, am I?" I grinned down at him.
"No sir, I've learned my lesson" he obediently smiled up at me and formally shook my hand before leaving the main building, the bright sunshine of Lyvril greeting him as he opened the front doors.