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Venn's rough treatment from the plumber lasted about another hour before he finally packed up his tools and got up to leave. His mother had watched nearly the whole time, idly fingering herself as she watched the pig use her son's mouth and tongue to his heart's content. And the best part she thought to herself was the fact that since Venn had ingested so much from the pig, that she wouldn't really have to worry about feeding him too much later, another bonus from this situation. As the plumber began to walk out the door he stopped briefly before speaking up, "I won't be able to come in tomorrow, I've got a contract to fulfill with a local business, but to make up for it I'll stay longer the following day," a smirk plastered on his face as he undoubtedly thought about having Venn's maw wrapped around his length once more. And with that he closed the door behind him.

Meanwhile, Venn was trying to creep away, hoping that his mother wouldn't take notice of him. But as soon as the door closed shut his mother was upon him, dragging him over to the couch in the living room by the collar. As she sat down, sinking into the soft cushions she pulled Venn's head underneath her skirt, shoving his nose against her dripping snatch having forwent wearing panties given recent events. "Mmmm" she moaned as she felt her son's muzzle bump up against her, reaching for the television remote. "Better get licking," she commanded, "unless you like the taste of that pig's filthy cock on your tongue." Venn just responded with a whine, neither flavor appealing to him, but he knew that if he didn't acquiesce to his mother's demands, things would only get worse, not that they weren't horrible already. So in short time he was dragging his long wet tongue over her moist hole, wincing every time he heard his mother moan above him as she idly pinched her nipples. "You've been such a good boy," she complimented as she recovered from the first orgasm that rolled over her. "I told you I could find a good use for you, and you didn't even need to find a job," she continued in adulation of her idea, a wave of new ideas flooding into her mind on how to leverage her son's new position to her benefit.

After a few more pleasurable orgasms, Kara finally grew tired of her son's administrations, stopping him as she led him over to the nearby kennel. "You've earned yourself a bit of a rest," she said as she pushed her son inside the cage, and shoving the gag back into his mouth, a smile spreading over her face as she heard the bound canine gag in response to the sudden girth. And even more pleasing to her was that he gagged on it for less time than before, meaning that his throat was slowly becoming more accustomed to being nothing more than a cock sleeve, a good quality to have in a pet.

Venn rested his head on a pillow, trying to ignore the taste of his mother and the plumber mixing in his mouth, making him want to vomit in disgust, but with his arms bound he didn't have the means to do so, so he just whimpered silently to himself as his mother disappeared upstairs.

Now with nothing to occupy his mind, Venn began to mull over the hell that was now his life until his mother felt it fit to release him, although he knew that their relationship would be completely destroyed after this. It also didn't help that she had recordings of him doing depraved acts; acts that she had twisted into making it seem as if he enjoyed his predicament, which couldn't be farther from the truth. And to add to that she seemed to be fully aware of what it would mean for him if she released the videos. The town they lived in was tiny, so everyone knew each other and gossip spread fast. So if anyone were to find out, he'd be ruined, forcing him to move out of the area. However, despite his despair he soon felt his shaft straining against his chastity cage, the memories of the night prior flooding over him again as his mother's scent continued to plague his senses. To make things worse, his mind could only seem to focus on the pleasurable parts as well, remembering how good it had felt as his mother stroked his cock, the pangs of pleasure from each of Chopper's thrusts against his prostate, and an underlying sense of intense arousal from the humiliation of it all, a fact that he tried to deny to himself vehemently. He tried to shake the idea from his head, there was no one he could be enjoying this! He refused even the possibility, but the more he tried to ignore it the more aroused he became, soon losing himself to his own lustful arousal as he started to ineffectually hump the pillow that he'd been resting his head against.

A few thrusts against the soft surface was all it took for the small spark of arousal to ignite into full blown lust as he lost control of himself, grinding against the pillow, moaning to himself desperate for release. This seemed to catch the attention of his mother who peeked down from the stairs curious as to what the commotion was, but seeing that it was just her son desperately humping against a pillow she just smiled to herself, going back upstairs to work on whatever she was doing prior.

Eventually Venn did fall back to sleep, his body twitching as it craved the orgasm that it had been denied. His dreams were fragmented, filled with lustful scenarios of him being taken again by the Chopper, blushing as he was used in the middle of the street, people passing by either laughing or calling him a slut as he moaned needily. The world then seemed to melt around him as he found his nose buried into the plumber's ball sack, the taste of cum on his tongue as the pig roughly fingered his ass as he watched TV in his own house. The rest of his dreams were filled with similar scenarios, each one as humiliating as the last as he was used for other's pleasure until he was startled awake by a sudden loud noise as something slammed against the cage.

As his eyes shot open Venn was greeted by the face of his mother, who was now unlocking the door of the kennel. Venn frowned internally as he noticed the mischievous smile on his mother's muzzle, knowing that nothing good could come of it. And he was correct in that assumption as he soon noticed the leash in her other hand. As Kara finally undid the last lock Venn backed up as far as he could into the cage, and although he know it wouldn't help him, in his mind it was better than just letting it happen. Venn's meager display of defiance only seemed to widen his mother's grin as she reached in, clipping the thick leather leash onto her son's collar. "Alright boy, I've got a surprise for you!" she said excitedly, tugging on the leash in an attempt to coax her son out of the cage. "My boss has been going through a bit of a rough patch with the divorce of his wife, so I think he could use a little pick me up. He also has a nice doggy that you could play with too, doesn't that sound nice?" she stated evilly, her words filled with a hint of malice.

When Kara noticed that her son wasn't moving she gave him a stern look, "Stop being stubborn, I know you like this. I saw you humping into that pillow like a needy little bitch earlier," his mother taunted, causing Venn to blush in embarrassment. But despite this he continued to resist, drawing a sigh his mother as she seemed to relent, "Okay have it your way, I tried to be reasonable," she said as she turned on the vibrator of Venn's chastity cage before walking away and turning on the TV, "We'll see how resistant you feel after a half hour of that." As the vibrator kicked into gear Venn let out a strangled whine as he felt the intense vibrations rattling the cage that restrained his cock. He tried to resist the pleasure, but within a matter of seconds he was bucking into the air, writhing in frustration and agonizing pleasure, his body screaming for release.

True to her word, Venn's mother returned thirty minutes later, chuckling as she watched her son shaking the cage as he thrust against nothing, moaning, desperate for release as his cock drooled pre onto the floor. She squatted down to look her son in the eyes, a pleading look in his eyes as he panted heavily. Leaving the vibrator on she took ahold of the leash, "Now are you going to behave?" she asked in a tone one would use to belittle another. Venn immediately shook his head yes, his cheeks burning with embarrassment. And as soon as Venn answered he felt the vibrations goading his lust cease. His mother immediately pulled on the leash, her son obediently following behind her, his body still twitching as he resisted the temptation to continue thrusting into the air, his body still craving release; a release his mother seemed all too happy to deny.

As he was led outside and towards the car Venn looked at his surroundings frantically, paranoid that someone would see him. But fortunately for him, he was unable to see anyone, the cul-de-sac bereft of others. As soon as his mother opened the back seat he scrambled inside, nearly falling over, fueled by his paranoia of being caught in his current state. And within a few moments his mother pulled the car out of the driveway and started driving towards her boss' house.

During the car ride Venn's mother continued to speak, "Don't worry; he already knows what a little slutty pup you are. In fact this was his idea," she said, trying to reassure her son in her own twisted way. In reality, she was lying through her teeth. Although her boss did know that she was bringing over something to help him, she'd simply referred to her son as a "marital aide," probably making him think she was just bringing over a sex toy. As she continued to drive she hummed to herself, proud of being able to provide such a service for her boss, especially so close to him deciding who to give a promotion, a promotion she felt she would be guaranteed after tonight's escapades. Meanwhile, in the back Venn just stared at the floor, running all the possible scenarios through his head, each one ending with him getting a large helping of meat.

The drive wasn't a long one, Kara soon stopping the car in the driveway of her boss' house. As she let Venn out of the car she warned him, "You better be on your best behavior, and that tail of yours better be wagging the entire time. This is a very important dinner, and if anything goes wrong I might lose my job, and you will lose any chance of ever experience an orgasm," she said, each word laced with a vile malice. Seeing the fear in Venn's eyes was all she needed as she removed the gag from her son's muzzle, reassured that he would do whatever she asked of him. And within a few moments both of them were standing at the front door, waiting for the owner to answer.

When the door opened they were greeted by a lanky skunk, named Timothy, dressed in semi-casual attire. Venn had met his mother's boss once before, but that was a long time ago. Upon seeing Kara he smiled, welcoming her inside, "Hey, Kara, I just placed an order for some pizza. It should be here in about thirty-" before he finally caught sight of Venn, his tail wagging vigorously as per the demands of his mother. For a while the skunk just stared at Venn, his mouth slightly agape causing the bound canine to blush deeply. "K-Kara, I'm not sure this qualifies as a 'marital aide.' Is he even legal?" he asked deeply concerned as he quickly shut the front door not wanting anyone to see what was now standing in his home.

Venn let out a sigh of relief as he heard Tim question his mother, reasoning that she had embellished whatever she had promised her boss. However, before the situation could get any more awkward his mother stepped in, "Of course he is legal, he turned nineteen back in June. And just look at him wag that tail, he was so excited when I told him the news." This obvious misrepresentation of the facts made Venn want to deny everything, but he didn't dare try to speak up not wanting to invoke the wrath of his mother turned tormentor, so he just stared ahead and wagged his tail faster. Although the skunk didn't seem too comfortable with the situation still, most of the concern seemed to disappear from his face as he took the woman's coat.

Soon both Venn and his mother were led into the living room, which was rather dirty, with dark dog fur lightly covering everything in the room. On one of the couches was a black Labrador, who soon found his sleep disturbed as Tim pushed him off the couch. "Sorry about the place, I haven't had time to clean up," he said. "That's not a problem, you've had a lot on your plate ever since your wife decided to leave you," Venn's mother responded assuming a casual posture as she sat down where the dog had once been.

Now that the lab was awake he seemed to take an interest to Venn, who was busy trying to position himself into a more comfortable position, a task that isn't easy when you can only rest on your elbows and knees. However, the bound canine's restless shifting was soon interrupted as he felt the dog's wet nose sniffing at his tail hole. Venn tried to turn around to deny access to the vulnerable hole, but the lab just followed his butt, continuing to sniff. Tim seemed to see Venn's distress and started to call his dog away, "C'mere, Bandit. Leave Venn alone," he commanded, but the dog seemed much more interested in Venn's scent than following his owner's orders. And instead of moving away Bandit licked Venn's tail hole, causing the helpless canine to moan shamelessly as he felt the dog's warm wet tongue drag over his pucker. Venn's mother just laughed, "Don't worry about him, he loves dogs. You should see him around Chopper." But even with that explanation the skunk pulled his dog away, an action that Venn was grateful for as he continued to blush from the embarrassment of moaning in front of a relative stranger.

As Tim was about to settle himself into a nearby chair as well the phone soon rang, which he quickly answered, apologizing to Kara as he left the room to talk to whoever was on the other end. Now that Tim had left the room Kara let out a troubled sigh, "Hmmm, he is too tense to make a move," she said aloud, not caring whether her son heard her or not. However, after only a brief moment of silence an idea seemed to pop into her head as she soon called Bandit over.

The playful lab sprinted over, ready for whatever affection that the woman was about to bestow upon him as he leaned against her leg. Although instead of giving the happy dog the petting it desired Kara reached underneath the dog, gripping its sheath and started to stroke. "Now Venn, I want you to show Tim just how eager you are to help him out," she said sensually as she grabbed ahold of Venn's collar, dragging him over to Bandit's sheath. "By the time my boss is back, I want this dog to be humping into your mouth, so get to it," and with that she shoved a finger into Venn's ass, spearing into his prostate. Venn let out a moan as his mother began to prod his prostate, a milky liquid quickly beginning to leak from his sheath as he was forced to breath in Bandit's heady scent. It only took him a couple of seconds before he lost himself in the moment, taking the tip of the dog's shaft into his mouth, which immediately earned him a thrust from the lab. Satisfied that she had spurred her puppy into action, Kara removed her finger and watched happily as she observed Bandits cock disappear into Venn's muzzle, who was now weakly bucking into the air. Meanwhile, it didn't take much for Bandit to begin humping into Venn's mouth, who was thankful that the dog wasn't nearly as large as Chopper.

About a minute later Tim came back into the room apologizing, "Sorry about th-," he started before noticing his dog thrusting enthusiastically into Venn's muzzle. But before he could speak up Kara spoke first, "Oh don't worry about them, Venn couldn't help himself," she said with a little chuckle, patting the cushion next to her to beckon her boss over. As the skunk sat down, Venn's ears flattened, humiliated by the fact of what was happening as the room was filled with the lewd slurping sounds of Bandit's cock sliding in and out of his mouth. However, his mother seemed to be good at making the entire situation seem normal as she began to talk about business with her boss, both of them getting engrossed in the subject.

Although the business talk didn't last too long as Kara soon changed subjects, "So, Tim, how's the divorce been going? You've been real tense at work and I know it's not because of the new hire," she posited curiously as she put her hand on the skunk's thigh, eyeing up the small tent in his pants. Trying to ignore the encroaching hand Tim answered as casually as possible. As Kara had thought, the skunk was pent up and frustrated from the entire situation, which was exactly what she was hoping for as she began to gently stroke Tim's bulge through his pants earning her a grunt of pleasure from the shy skunk. With her advances unchallenged she swiftly pulled down her boss' pants, letting his ebony shaft pop out before taking the shaft into her mouth.

Kara worked with glee, she was in her element. She knew just the right ways to tease the poor skunk whose eyes were now beginning to cloud over with lust, his inhibitions slowly fading away as she wrapped her tongue around his twitching length. However she had no intention of letting him finish the way he wanted as she soon lifted her head away, watching Tim with a smile as she saw him twitch from the sudden removal of pleasure. But as he looked at her with pleading eyes she just pointed at Venn, who was still distracted by the Bandit's humping. Whatever reservations Tim had early about using Venn were all but gone as he got down onto his knees and started to line himself up with the canine's tail hole. Venn flinched as he felt the skunk's shaft press against his asshole, causing him to clench in an attempt to keep the invading object out, but these efforts were in vain as he felt the skunk begin to push in, the tip of his penis easily spreading Venn's asshole open.

Venn let out a muffled moan as he felt the skunk's shaft pierce his anus. This noise only seemed to egg Tim on as he grabbed ahold of Venn's sides and thrust himself in more confidently, groaning as he felt the canine's tight hole clench around him. Meanwhile, as Kara's boss started to get into the motion of fucking her helpless son, who was moaning in tandem with every thrust as the skunk's shaft pressed against his prostate, she recorded the entire thing discretely from her phone's camera hoping the she could use it as leverage in the future should her boss ever slight her.

The entire session didn't last very long, the skunk already being incredibly worked up soon found himself giving a few final thrusts as he shoved his cock deep inside Venn's tight ass, moaning as he began to climax, releasing sticky ropes of cum into the younger boy's bowels. And only a few moments later Venn soon felt a powerful spurt of gooey liquid splash over his tongue and into the back of his throat as Bandit also finished, the dog panting heavily as it held Venn's head close with its forelegs. However, unlike his session with Chopper this morning, Venn realized what was happening and pulled his head back a bit so that the dog's knot wouldn't get trapped behind the ring.

The first one to pull out was Tim, who was still breathing heavily as he slid his rapidly softening dick from Venn's tail hole, cum slowly trickling from the slightly agape hole that was now clenching down on nothing. And as soon as the skunk moved away, Venn pulled back, removing Bandit's shaft from his mouth, allowing him his first breaths of fresh air in the past ten minutes. As the three took time to catch their breath the doorbell rang. Tim panicking as he tried to get his pants back on as quickly as possible. "Shit that must be the pizza," he said, still trying to control his breathing as he stood up. However, before he had a chance to move he was quickly shoved back onto the couch as Venn's mother went to answer the door reassuring him, "Don't worry, I've got this covered," she said, dragging her son by the collar up to the door.

Venn wasn't entirely aware of what was happening as he struggled to catch his breath, his awareness focused entirely on him and his arousal. But before he could get his bearings he felt his mother grab ahold of his head, pushing him forward, a large veiny cock filling his muzzle as he slid forward. Above him, and inside his maw, was the local pizza delivery man, a large bear, whose tongue was hanging out of his mouth as he took hold of Venn's ears and started thrusting. Fortunately, the bear seemed to be in a hurry so he didn't hold back, quickly finishing inside Venn's throat, who nearly passed out from the lack of air as he struggled to swallow the bear's large load. After the pizza man had finally recovered from his own orgasm did he finally pull out of Venn's mouth, whose vision was rapidly fading black.

The next thing he heard was the door opening again, followed by the voice of his mother, "Sure, you can take him with you. Think of it as an extra tip. Just make sure to drop him off at my house when your shift is over," he heard her say, something in his brain putting two and two together as he felt his leash being tugged in the direction of the door. As he was led outside he tried to stop, but he was still too busy trying to catch his breath after nearly passing out to put up a real fight. And as the car door opened he heard his mother yell out, "Make sure to give the man gets a nice tip," before closing the door behind her to enjoy the pizza she just got for free.