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Locktober Competition

By Duffin Caprous

Disclaimer: This story involves sexual, violent, or adult situations. Do not read this if you are under the legal age to see pornography in your country. I won't be held responsible if your fragile little minds get warped. Otherwise...enjoy!

Sexual Acts:

Oral Anal Chastity domination/submission Bareback Public Gloryholes

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Bruce sat on the couch, idly toying with the metal cage surrounding his genitals through his sweat pants and squirmed slightly. How'd he get himself into this? The german shepherd huffed to himself, remembering back just a couple months ago walking in on his roommate in the bathroom. He'd left the door wide open

He'd opened the door, seeing his fox roommate, Cris, getting ready and had been completely naked.

"Dude! You left the door--" he started to say. Cris had been slightly startled, but the femboy was always way more comfortable in his own skin than anyone Bruce had ever known.

"Oh, Brucey, it's nothing you haven't seen before..." Cris had replied, brushing his purple-dyed bangs from across his eyes.

"Well...that's not the point, I...uh...what's..." the canine had begun to ask to which Cris giggled girlishly.

"Hey, my eyes are up here, babe," Cris had said and turned completely to face his roommate, knowing where he was looking. Surrounding his modest genitals was a metal chastity cage, a padlock holding everything together. Bruce could see the white sheath nestled inside, "What, this? Cock cage."

"A.....what?" Bruce had asked, his eyes seemingly glued. And then, of course, Cris being the fox he was seemed to instantly notice the german shepherd's boner, "Mmm...we're going to have a conversation when I get back from work...

Bruce shook his head. Somehow Cris had convinced him to try it on...and had convinced him to wear it the rest of the day. And from then on Bruce found himself sneaking trying it on while Cris was at work...until his roommate had caught him and bought one for Bruce so he would "Stop stealing mine all the freaking time."

They'd never had sex..had never even done anything sexual. In fact, that day in the bathroom had been the first time Bruce had seen his roommate naked. They were both gay but both realized they wanted to be friends. Sure, Cris would tell Bruce about his sexual experiences and whatnot, but he figured that was something gay roommates did.

The door opened to their apartment and Bruce's paw quickly left his crotch and he looked back to the TV. Cris smiled a little bit, the fox wearing a pair of very slim jeans and a tight black shirt. The femboy worked at the trendiest clothing store in the small town and was damn good at convincing furs to spend a hundred bucks on a single shirt.

"Honey, I'm hooome," the girly fox said with a grin and then smirked, "Wearing it again?"

The question caused the dog to blush a bit, "Stop it, I'm just...seeing how long I can stand it..."

The fox dropped his backpack next to the door to their apartment and walked over to sit on the couch beside his roommate, "Uh huh, and you're not all stiff in it right now."

The canine blushed a bit more at that, still getting used to his roommate seeing him in a sexualish way or vice versa, "That...isn't the point."

Cris hmmed softly to himself, watching the embarrassed dog beside him, "You've only worn it like an hour or two at a time, I bet you couldn't stand to have it for a day."

Bruce pffted and rolled his eyes, "A day? Come on, wouldn't be that hard other than...work and stuff."

Cris laughed, "With how much you jerk off?"

Bruce's eyes widened and he looked over to the femboy, "W...what?"

"Oh please, hon, you're not exactly quiet and the walls aren't exactly thick," said Cris as he crossed one leg over the other. Bruce's cheeks became a bit more red under his face fur and Cris giggled, "So, yeah...you couldn't last a day."

"Oh yeah, because you...you're so much better. You don't wear it longer than me..." the dog replied, his embarrassment growing a bit more.

With a raise eyebrow, Cris smirked, "Suuure. Okay, you know what...I've got an idea."

That...didn't sound good, Bruce thought, "Uh...what?"

"Locktober! It's...well, it's a chastity thing. Basically, you lock up for October," Cris said.

"What? A whole month? No way!" the shepherd replied, feeling his traitorous cock trying to get hard in the cage.

"Well...okay, if you don't think you're strong enough, but...I think a part of you wants it," the femboy replied, again using his fox senses to detect the straining cage.

"I'm plenty strong enough!" Bruce replied, his pride hit a little bit, "I've got self control coming out the ass."

"Oh ho, okay, okay! Well, let's do it, then. And let's make it interesting..." the fox said with a grin, turning to face his roommate, "We'll lock up for October, hold each other's keys. If you ask to be released, you lose."

"Fine," Bruce replied gruffly, arms crossed. He held out a paw to shake.

"Oh, that's not the interesting part, babe. Let's make it a little competition. Whoever gets the most dick wins," Cris said with a grin.

With a laugh Bruce rolled his eyes, "Oh, right, that's fair. I've had like two guys in the past month and you had like three a week."

"Oh, you don't even try, but if you're locked up you'll want it. But, fine, I'll even take a handicap. I'm not allowed to have guys in the apartment and can't use any hook-up apps. And no repeat cocks."

Well, that made the dog's ears perk, "Really..." he had this in the bag! The dog was internally rolling through the possibilities. He'd not been able to get the fox's body out of his mind. He mmmed, "Okay, the winner gets the loser, has to do whatever they want."

The fox smirked again, "Whatever they want, huh? Okay, bitch, you're on. Oh, and every encounter has to be proven with a video or picture of cock in your mouth."

Well, that caused the dog to blush, but he agreed. Cris giggled and got up, going to his room for maybe five minutes and returned holding a key.

"Where's your key, big guy?" the smaller male asked. Bruce pointed to the kitchen table and the fox went to grab it, holding his own out to the dog, "Here you are. Wanna check and make sure mine's on securely?"

"Uh, no that's...that's okay, I trust you," Bruce said.

"Well, I don't trust you, stand and drop trou,"

Bruce gasped softly, "W...what? But..."

"Come on, doggy, up, show momma the goods."

Having not expected such a firmness from the femboy, the dog blushed and felt himself firming up once more, but he did stand up nervously and hooked a thumb into the front of his sweat pants. With a quick tug down, he revealed the stuffed cage holding his thickened sheath. It was exactly like Cris' only a little smaller. The femboy was certainly big. A metal ring encircled behind his balls and sheath, the metal cage part having a solid plate along the top and bottom with bars going diagonal along the sides for hygiene.

"Oh my...a little excited are we?" the femboy asked with a giggle, reaching out to tug a few times at the cage, making the dog gasp out suddenly, only filling the cage more.

"Hey, no...touching!" Bruce grumbled.

"Well, I have to make sure. Besides, you'll get used to the touching when I win and make you my bitch."

There was that tremble again at the fox saying things like that...Bruce grumbled and again didn't know how he'd gotten himself into this. How could he last an entire freaking month without getting off or touching himself? He was going to destroy that damn sissy's ass when this was over, that was for sure...

The next day, Bruce sat in his cubicle, squirming as the cage was a constant reminder. The dog wore a pair of khaki pants and a light blue polo shirt. The canine worked at a software company, programming the latest greatest...mobile games. But, still, it was a living. The entire way to his desk, he's been terrified that everyone would know he was wearing a cock cage, but no one seemed to notice...or at least point out that his crotch looked lumpy. In truth, the cage was made custom for him and fit well and hid under the baggier clothes he normally wore. It didn't have a padlock, even. It used a security screw so there was no bulge from the padlock.

He was typing out a couple lines of code when his phone buzzed on his desk. He lifted it up, eyes widening as he saw his roommate with his distinct purple head fur, a thick red canine cock pushed into his muzzle. With a gasp, Bruce quickly pressed the phone to his chest and looked around to make sure no one saw. After a moment, he looked back at it and swallowed before his phone buzzed again and gasped a second time as a second picture came in. This time it was of his damn roommate with the dog cock in one paw and a wolf's in the other, his lips wrapped around the darker red wolf member. The view was from above and was more obviously taken in a bathroom stall. Bruce's cage was instantly full. That little bitch was already starting?

The dog bit his lip and looked around before bringing up some apps he'd downloaded on his phone. He started up the Barkr app. He swallowed nervously and saw a message there, tapping on it.

~hey ur hot~

After taking a moment to look at the image on the screen, a slender almost girly deer. Bruce swallowed and typed back.

~yo sup~

Typing away for maybe ten more minutes, a new message came in and the dog looked to his phone.

~hey u top or bottom?~

Bruce blushed a bit more. Generally, he was a strict top, but...under the circumstances...

~usually bottom~

The deer quickly replied, ~cool u wanna suck me~

The dog's heart was beating a bit faster. He wasn't usually into hook-ups, but he just had to beat that damn fox, so he decided to get a bit more...into it.

~hell yeah. Love deer cock. Want to come to my place after I get off work?~

He was so nervous as he continued to work and soon the message came back.

~yeah just text me the address, I'll be there.~

The rest of the day, Bruce's cage was tight and filled completely. It didn't help that Cris had sent him yet another picture of his muzzle wrapped around a stranger's dick, that time in the dressing room of his own damn store. He had messaged the deer on the way home and was only back to his apartment for maybe ten minutes before the knock came and made him jump.

Answering it revealed the male from the app. He grinned and instantly saw Bruce's nervousness.

"Hey, you cool?" he asked, the deer wearing a pair of cargo shorts and a light pink v-neck shirt.

Bruce chuckled nervously, "Hey, yeah, cool, come in."

The deer nodded his head and walked inside, Bruce closing the door behind him, "So, where do you..."

"Oh, the...couch is cool," the dog replied. The deer, whose name he didn't even know, nodded and plopped down on the couch, reaching down to rub at his own package.

"Been waiting all day for this," he said, looking Bruce over. The dog stood there, swallowing again and the deer was clearly experienced as he tugged down his own zipper and popped open the button of his shorts. Out spilled a half-hard deer cock across his thigh, "Well?"

Bruce stared at it, the question bringing him out of his reverie. He wasn't going to let that fox win... He forced a grin and walked over, dropping to his knees, "Mmm...you mind if...I get a couple pictures?"

The deer chuckled, "Ooh, kinky. Hell, I'll get a vid for you if you want."

The dog blushed softly, "Uh, alright," he said, lifting his phone. He handed it to the stranger who started to film as the dog nuzzled along the cock. He could easily smell the slightly femmy deer's scent as he dragged his tongue down along the deer's quickly stiffening length.

"Aw, yeah..." the deer groaned softly, bruce quickly lifting a paw to hold that dick, guiding it to his lips before pushing his muzzle down. The deer moaned out, pressing a paw to Bruce's head as he filmed. Certainly not inexperienced, the dog began to bob his head up and down, the length perhaps a bit much for him to handle. The deer was damn near eight inches long, but at least on the thin side as cervines tended to be. Those lips slurped and sucked on the deer, the dog feeling that hand on his head. He looked up to the camera and to the deer whose eyes were shut.

"Uhn...fuck, yeah...suck it..." he heard the deer say, causing a bit more of a blush. He felt his cage tightening once again as he knelt on the floor sucking off the deer. It certainly wasn't too long before he felt those fingers grip his head fur and before he could much react, the slender hips thrust upward and every single inch was suddenly in his muzzle and down his throat. Bruce's eyes widened as thick ropes of spunk shot directly down his throat, "Uhhhhnnnnn, yeah...fuck...oh fuck..." the deer groaned before finally releasing Bruce's head fur.

He pulled back and heard the sound of the video recording app stopped. His phone lightly hit the couch as the deer took a moment, "Huff...damn, thanks, I needed that. Let me know any time you need some dick" he said before redoing up his shorts and standing up and heading toward the front door. Bruce blushed a bit. Sure, he couldn't have accepted, but...the fact that the deer hadn't even offered to reciprocate made the locked dog's cage throb. Still on his knees, he turned to look as the door shut. He couldn't...deny that servicing the deer kind of felt...almost as good as touching himself...

"So!" came a voice, making Bruce nearly fall backward.

"Fuck!" he exclaimed, looking to the hallway where Cris was standing, leaning against the wall with arms crossed and a smirk on his face.

"Well, no, suck is what you just did, but...I think we'll be fucking soon enough, babe. How was he?" the femmy fox asked.

"Where the hell did you come from?" the dog asked.

"I got off work an hour ago, silly, i was in my room. Guess you forgot with how focused on cock you were."

"I...I wasn't focused on cock..." Bruce said with a blush on his cheeks.

"Sure, sure. You know, you could just ask to be unlocked if it's too much for you," the fox said with a grin, "I mean...I'm at three already."

"I'm...not giving up...shut up..." the dog grumbled softly, the blush only growing on his face. He quickly got up, realizing he was still kneeling, and quickly went to his room to jerk-- to use his computer....

Over the next three and a half weeks, Bruce was getting more and more behind. Sure, Barkr was helping him and he certainly made sure to have guys over when Cris was at work...the embarrassment of getting caught had kept him hard the rest of that day, but he...wanted to avoid it. It wasn't enough, though. Cris had managed an average of basically a cock per day and Bruce had only gotten maybe ten total and he'd had that deer over half of them. And each day, the cage was only making things worse, his balls full. He wanted to cum so badly...

His last hook-up, a skunk, though, had mentioned something. He'd stuck around after Bruce had swallowed his cum and even got to talking about the contest (neglecting to mention his chastity) and the skunk had mentioned a porn shop about twenty miles away that had a back room. Guys went in there all the time. Bruce was desperate. There was no way he'd catch up with just hook-ups.

Adult Books. That's all the dingy sign outside the store had said. The parking lot was large, set up to make room for truckers who often stopped by. Bruce sat in the parking lot, starting at it nervously. He reached down to adjust his cage and grits his teeth. A notification on his phone arrived and he growled softly. There was yet another picture of Cris, his muzzle stuffed with a male's dick only this time he was naked and had cum splattered across his cage which was visible in the picture. Well, fuck that! Bruce was resolute, getting out of the car and walking to the entrance of the shop.

The tingle of the bell above the door made him feel like all attention was drawn to him, but...really, no one looked or cared. A few wooden racks adorned the front of the shop with a door in the back. The door had a "Theater" sign and noted the cover was five dollars. Bruce swallowed and looked to the clerk.

"Uh, where do I pay for..." he began to ask, the small mouse with round glasses looking up from a text book. He didn't look enthused or excited about working in an adult book store.

"There's a slot in the wall. It'll unlock the door. No in and out privileges. You leave and come back, it's another five," the mouse said before going back to his text book.

"Uh...thanks,' the dog replied and quickly walked back around the aisles to the door. Seeing the slot, he slid his money in and the door buzzed. He quickly opened it. Inside, it was dark, illuminated by black lights. He could heard moans and groans coming from the rooms lining the hallway. The dog wasn't sure if the sounds were coming from videos or from actual...guys doing it.

Not knowing the etiquette, the dog walked nervously down the hallway. A few doors were open and he could see inside one a fox getting pounded from behind by a chubby-looking wolf. Bruce quickly moved past and finally opened a door which seemed vacant. He locked up and swallowed, looking around the small cubical. In the corner was a TV playing gay porn. On was two twinky tigers making out and jerking each other off. The dog couldn't see much, but could make out a gloryhole at crotch level on each wall that didn't have a door. There was enough light to notice two buttons next to each hole, one labeled with "Give" and one with "Receive." The dog pressed the "Give" button on each hole and they lit up, presumably on the other side of the cubical as well.

Nervously, he got to his knees and at least had the sense to get his phone out. It would be annoying to go through all this and not get proof, after all. A few moments later, he saw movement to his left and saw a cock slide through the hole, making Bruce's cage twitch. It was clearly a horse. He trembled, having never been with a horse before. The arousal he felt had been growing for weeks and he couldn't hold himself back much, moving forward. He lifted the phone outward as he pressed his muzzle to the side of the horse's dick and snapped one before setting it and quickly going to his task. With lips stretched wide, he took the horse's member into his mouth. Hearing a groan from the other side drove the dog further. He could only fit a few inches in his muzzle, but he used his paw to jerk the remaining ten or so inches with his fingers. He didn't cum and pulled back after a few minutes, but Bruce didn't have long to wait before a canine shaft slide through the hole to his right. Quickly, the locked dog took that dick into his mouth. He moaned softly around it, the arousal, the build-up making him a bit insatiable. He slide a paw through both of the other holes in invitation as he began to bob his muzzle on the dog cock. Another shaft touched his fingers and the shepherd quickly grasped it, beginning to jerk the male off.

His world was cock at that moment, saliva dribbling down his chin as he sucked off the stranger in front of him, hearing the moans. His cage was throbbing in his jeans as he knelt there, a second cock nudging his other paw. He went to work holding onto it as well. He felt his muzzle suddenly flooded with dog cum and didn't even hesitate to swallow it down, hearing a groan of thanks from whoever was behind the wall. Wasting no time, he turned his head, seeing a thick short pink cock, perhaps belonging to an opossum. It was soon stuffed in his mouth while his other paw was reaching backward to paw the male opposite.

Bruce moaned around the stout dick in his mouth, his hips trembling a bit. He used his free paw to unzip his jeans and awkwardly open them, pushing them down his legs while he knelt there, exposing himself in the cubicle. That cage was throbbing as his dick tied in vain to get hard. He whimpered softly.

"Gonna cum..." he heard the voice behind the wall say. He pulled back, fingers gripping the opossum as he jerked him off quickly, mouth open. The first string of spunk splattered across his face, the next over the bridge of his muzzle, the rest into his mouth directly. He felt so slutty, but couldn't stop himself. All he could imagine was opening the door to let anyone in who wanted him, but...well, he wasn't quite _that_horny yet. As the opossum pulled away, another cock had pushed its way through the previous hole. It was...going to be a long night, but he HAD to catch up.

He'd had a few as to fuck his ass, but he'd politely refused and then proceeded to guzzle their cum down his throat. His jaw was sore, lips a little dry from all the dick stuffing his muzzle, but all told, he'd managed to suck off probably twenty guys. Hah! That little bitch would never make that up in three days! He looked down at the floor, blushing a bit as he realized he'd made a huge puddle on the floor. It wasn't cum, but he wasn't much for pre-cumming. He'd never been this horny before. Well...soon enough, he'd be able to take it out on that fox's ass, so it was worth it!

Bruce was smug as hell three days later as he sat on the couch, arms crossed. They hadn't seen much of each other since Bruce's fun in the book store. Cris had had to work inventory that week which meant overnight time. Sure, he'd sent a video of him blowing one of his co-workers in the bathroom of the deserted mall, but that didn't matter. Bruce knew he had a total of thirty guys and Cris only had twenty eight. Cris yawned and stretched as he walked out into the living room wearing a flowery pink night gown. Bruce was going to rip that off of the femboy before pounding him against the kitchen table.

"Oh, well hello there. So...let's start with give me the key so I can unlock," Cris said, the fox smiling softly.

"Oh, now...why would I do that?" the dog asked as he stood up, facing the shorter fox, "You should be unlocking me so I can use you to get off, girl."

The fox laughed girlishly, a paw covering his muzzle, "Oh...you're adorable, hun.Now, enough playing around, you lost, give me my key."

Bruce raised an eyebrow, "I lost? You lost, I had thirty!"

The girly fox took a moment and laughed, "Thirty? You wish! I count eleven, nice try."

"What?! No way, I sucked a shit ton of guys at some porn theater this weekend!" Bruce exclaimed.

Cris' eyes widened at that, "Oh really now? Well, well...I do recall seeing one gloryhole picture, but...only one."

Bruce's mouth opened and he blinked. No...no way he forgot... "That...I just forgot to take the pictures, it was thirty total!"

Tsk tsking, the fox pushed away from the table, looking at the taller dog, "Now...we agreed...pictures or videos as proof. Don't be a sore loser dog. My key," the fox said, holding out a soft-looking paw."

Bruce was dumbfounded. This wasn't fair! He had just forgotten! He grumbled and took the key off his keychain and slapped it onto the fox's paw, "Fine, I'll...blow you or whatever and then you give me my key."

"Oh, you'll do whatever I want, pup," Cris said, lifting his night gown to excitedly unlock the cage. It was difficult to get off, but soon, a quickly stiffening foxcock was revealed. He let the gown drop, leaving a tent there, "The agreement was the loser does whatever the winner wants. Now...get naked, boy."

Bruce trembled at the suddenly dominant femboy ordering him to strip. He wanted to argue about how unfair this was, but as soon as he got it over with, the sooner he could stop the stupid contest and get off. The dog stripped, revealing a toned figure to the fox who grinned and mmmed, paws trailing lightly over his chest.

"Good boy...now...follow me..." Cris said, reaching down to grab at the dog's cage, using it as a leash to pull him along to the fox's room. Bruce had never been in there before and he blushed, seeing that the fox had...laid out some bondage gear on his bed. The fox closed the door and grinned.

"Hey, Cris, no, I'm not into that stuff--ah!' he began to protest and yelped, feeling a yank of the cage, pain hitting his balls.

"Bad dog. We agreed to anything. Paws out," the girly fox said firmly. The obedience was quick and the dog soon has slightly shaking paws held out. He watched as leather mitts were pulled down his paws, forcing them into fists. Cris hummed softly as he buckled and locked them shut, "Good boy!" he said as he sat down on the bed, "Now...suck my dick, bitch."

Bruce's face was bright red, looking at the girly fox in the nightgown. Cris didn't even help him by pulling it up. He nervously sank to his knees, the cage visibly throbbing as he leaned forward and began to nuzzle at the tented night gown, licking through the fabric. He had to awkwardly duck his head unto the nightgown and saw the light filtering through the fabric, casting flower shapes on the thick red fox hood. He let out a quiet whimper before quickly taking his roommate into his mouth, unable to hold back.

"Thaaat's a good boy..." Cris moaned softly, a paw now pressed to Bruce's head, reminding him of the first time he blew that deer. Lips suckled on the fox and he bobbed his head, the mitts keeping him from using his paws, "Come on, get it all in there..." Cris said firmly, beginning to press down on the dog's head more. The tip hit the back of his throat, making him instinctively trying to pull back only to suddenly find both paws on his head, "I said...all of it!" the fox growled, bucking his hips upward. Soon, all seven and a half inches of fox cock was forced into the german shepherd's gagging throat. He struggled a bit, feeling the fox beginning to hump and grind against his muzzle.

Lifting the mitted paws up, he tried to push against Cris' hips, all the while his cage throbbed. He shuddered, hearing Cris moan above him, the paws keeping all that fox dick stuffed in his throat. He barely recognized something creeping up on him before his eyelids suddenly fluttered and a...an orgasm hit him. He would have moaned, were he able to breathe.

"Oh ew!" the femboy exclaimed as he felt the dog suddenly cum on his footpaws. He looked down, pulling the nightgown back, "Did...you cum just from sucking cock? Ohhh goodness, you really are a little bitch, aren't you? Such a bad boy, didn't get permission."

Bruce pulled back, panting heavily as Cris let him go, "I...no, I was just pent up..." he said, blushing intensely at the fox. It wasn't...a very satisfying orgasm, to be truthful. It felt good, but he was just as horny as ever.

"Mmm hmm...well...guess I have my answer,' the fox said a bit cryptically, "Stand up, bitch."

Doing as he was told, Bruce stood, cum still dribbling from the tip of the cage. Cris stood up, wiping the cum off his feet with the dog's thigh fur before standing himself, hmming as he took the dog's paws and pulled them behind his back. Bruce could feel a clip locking his wrists together,, "Y...you can unlock me now."

"No," came the simple response. Bruce's muzzle opened only to have the fox reach up and force a ball gag suddenly into the dog's muzzle. He tried to turn his head, but the fox was experienced and buckled it around the locked dog's head, "Quiet. No, I've known what you need for a while, boy. No, we're going to keep you locked."

"Mmm Mfff!" the dog tried to growl through the gag, but the girly fox ignored him.

His paw firmly held onto the dog's caged dick while holding the key in the other, "No, you see...you agreed you'd do whatever I want. You're going to be my pup now. And...yeah, if you can cum just from sucking dick, I see now reason you ever need to be let out."

Unable to believe his ears, the dog tried to pull back only to yelp as Cris yanked the cage again.

"No. Look at you, you're almost busting the cage with how hard your little dick is trying to get. You need this. You want this," the fox said, lifting up the key to Bruce's cage, "You've been wanting to be my bitch for months, been wanting to be a cockslut, but too afraid to not appear all macho. You were so cock hungry, you didn't even remember to get pictures so you could win. I think you wanted to lose. Well, now you don't need to worry about that anymore, pup."

Bruce growled softly, trying to open his paws, but the mitts kept them closed, the clip keeping them behind his back. The dog growled again, struggling anew.

"Quiet, boy," the fox said and turned his back to pick up a silver stick. The dog tried to back up, the couldn't get out of the closed bedroom door with the mitts on. He stared as the fox used a pocket knife to cut off a bit of the silver stick and began to roll it and mix it between his fingers. It looked like that putty you use to hand movie posters. Cris approached, the dog's back hitting the door as he whimpered. The fox reached up and tugged the dog's muzzle to make him look down as Cris began to press the putty into the security screw on the dog's cage. He spread it around the screw, pushing it into the crevices and into the screw's hole, "This is called epoxy putty. In five minutes, it will be set and your tiny dick will be locked permanently."

Bruce screamed into the ball gag, trying to struggle as the fox told him what was happening. His eyes were wide and the fox's free paw pressed to the dog's chest, making sure he couldn't move much while making sure the putty was smoothed over, wouldn't make any sharp edges. Struggling, the dog whimpered, pleadingly to Cris, looking at him.

"There. Now...from now on, you're my property. This belongs to me," the femboy said, cupping the cage again, careful to not touch the epoxy. You cum if I decide you've earned it. You'll only cum like a bitch from this point on. I am your owner and you will call me Mistress. Understood?" The fox said firmly, giving a firm smack to the dog's exposed balls, making Bruce mmmmm into the ballgag. The dog nodded his head without even realizing, "Good boy. Now... if you'd like to try to cum, bend over the bed."

All Bruce could do is stand there, trembling. He looked down at his cock, locked in the cage. He'd never feel it again without that metal around it. Why was he so fucking hard?! This...wasn't arousing! He...he was being forced to be locked up permanently by his roommate!

"Okay, well guess we'll try again next month," Cris said suddenly, Bruce's eyes widening. No, he...needed it! He quickly went to the bed, awkwardly falling onto it with his paws behind his back still. He heard Cris giggle, "Good boy. Now...let's see just how much of a bitch you are."

Bruce couldn't look back. He suddenly felt slickness spreading under his tail and whimpered into the ballgag. He felt the cage twitch and cried out as his roommate....his Mistress'...fingers pushing into his tailhole. He had never really had much in there, but the fox seemed to know how much lube was needed. They sank in and spread the slick lube around before pulling out only to be replaced by a firm warm tip. Bruce blushed, realizing it was the fox's cock, completely bare. He moaned out reflexively as it pushed into his ass and suddenly hit a certain spot within him, stretching him quite a bit with the size. Cris looked under him, seeing that trapped cock twitch.

"There we go...oh, your ass was made for cock, puppy..." he said in his femmy tone. The dog's eyes widened as pleasure shot into him, feeling like it was centered in his belly. Nothing...had ever felt like that before! The dog's toes curled and he moaned out into the ball gag as Cris began to fuck him drawing his hips back and thrusting his cock back in, the tip angled to drag back and forth across his prostate. He pulled weakly at the clip holding the mitts behind his back, bent over for the femboy. He felt something welling within him more and more, the fox's shaft seeming to force the pleasure to build with each firm drag across that prostate of his.

Soon enough, the dog found himself trying to hump back at Cris only to receive a warning smack to his bare ass, "Don't move, slut. I decide what you get, not you. And god help you if you cum before getting permission," the fox said, Bruce quickly stopping. He whimpered, feeling the fox start to fuck him again, stretching him further and further. Cris' paws pressed to the submissive dog's hips. The dog moaned into the ball gag, his head turned to the side as his owner claimed him.

Bruce heard the sound of a phone and suddenly realized Cris had taken his phone out and was recording him fucking the dog. He mmmmed into the gag, protesting.

"Shut it, bitch. We're going to get some nice proof of what a cock slut you are. Ohhh fuck, I'm getting close, boy...if you want to cum, better do it before I finish. Come on...cum for your mistress and I'll post this on PornTime," Cris said, the thrusts of the fox's dick causing that pleasure to well faster in the dog's core. Bruce blushed intensely and was trying to cum. He needed to so badly!

Cris moaned girlishly above Bruce and suddenly tugged out, aiming the camera down to film him jerking off right against his new pet's ass. Thick ropes of fox cum splattered out across that exposed rear before pushing back in to force the rest of his cum unprotected into the dog, "Uhhhnnnn...there you go, bitch...proof that you belong to me....mmm...yeah, definitely no reason to ever let you out. Not that I could if I wanted to anymore. Weld is no doubt cured by now. Oh well, too bad you didn't cum. Now...say thank you, Mistress for locking away my worthless cock."

Bruce could only whimper softly at the denied orgasm. He was so close! He felt the ball gag being unbuckled, "Th...thank...you, Mistress for l-locking away my worth...worthless cock..."

"You're welcome, boy. And don't you worry, you'll get another chance to try eventually, if you're a good boy. In fact, you don't even need permission to cum anally. See? I'm such a nice owner," Cris said with a grin, rubbing his own cum into the dog's rump fur. Bruce wondered how he let himself get into this...