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Part 1: Anticipation

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"All nice and clean now," I hear Master say from my left, "perfect for what I got planned tonight." Trying not to grin, I shyly smile as my white fangs show my excitement and curiosity. Sitting on a smooth, wooden bench, my red shorts are comfortably on, and I align my black-framed glasses to more clearly see around the locker room: I'm only able to spot wet towels on the ground, no one else present except my brown-furred wolf instructor, his fur intermixed with red-orange patches, and his tall appearance also including a dark-brown, loose hairstyle. "Make sure you get comfortable, Felix," I hear from Master's slightly deep voice. "I'd love nothing more than to do all sorts of things to you, you slutty ferret." Heh... I smile more. "But only what you're okay with."

The room is warm. I feel leftover drips of water trapped amongst my white front fur coat, which spans from my skinny waist to the top of my throat... I take some breaths and respond: "I know, I know," I impatiently release from my mouth... I've had a long week. "Safe words and all that, health's still the same, and I'll be careful with my limits..." Master starts moving in front of me; I stop speaking as the palms of his five-fingered hands lay against my dark-gray thighs, the highest parts of my legs before the color transitions into a lighter gray. I relax my similarly patterned arms.

Briefly looking at his front area, remembering how frequently Master stays clothed in his black T-shirt and gym shorts, I imagine him taking them off after exercise, his wet fur glistening with a mesmerizing sweat as he pulls me toward his strong- "Eyes up here, pet," Master clearly orders, flicking up his right index claw. Almost instinctively, I tilt my head, looking past his black nose and into his forest-green eyes, not wanting to ever disappoint. "I know this can be tedious, but I'd rather we establish some rules before getting to the fun stuff." I... Yeah, I'm being careless, so I meekly apologize. Master nods and smiles: "And I know exactly what you wanna try... I'll decide when we get to that point." Not knowing what to say, I keep silent and focus through my frames.

From his back pockets, Master hands me a small bottle of water and orders me to drink the whole thing, letting me know how I'll definitely need the energy. "If you'd like to take a break," Master casually states, maintaining a direct gaze, "you can just tell me to stop this time, but I doubt you'll find yourself in that situation." What does he mean by...? While Master finishes, I gulp the drink down, soon tossing the plastic. "And if you can't speak, then I'll hand you something to hold onto; you just drop it immediately if you start feeling uncomfortable." I try to imagine what positions I'll be in, how much- I-I nod in agreement, repeating back Master's guidelines whenever asked to.

Master grins and advances; I feel his tight shorts graze against my thighs... God, he's so strong... Before I know it, my head's faced upward toward the ceiling, my nearly black hair firmly held back as my fluffy ears perk. "And Felix..." I breathe in and feel myself overwhelmed by a familiar scent, ah... I'm not his only visitor, so he's probably been active a lot tonight. "I want you to do something for me; think you can do that?" I immediately nod without any signs of hesitation, hoping desperately for preparation strokes or something romantic... Master stares ahead, and his snout moves really close to my face, just below my white mask and red eyes. The room's dim light and rare fog leave my thoughts; Master instead pauses while I intimately stare forward. "...Heh, you'll be just fine." My shorts move slightly as I feel a slight pulsation down below... but Master turns around and starts walking away, revealing his bushy, uncurled, and brown tail. I hear a chuckle as I somewhat nervously stay still... Urgh... "Come on, boy, why rush things? I want tonight's session to last long, for you to shake, obey, and beg for me to let you cum over and over."

I imagine my ferret body stretched across the floor, my exposed ass lightly whipped before being penetrated by Master's long and heavily lubricated knot, making me into his begging bitch... My own cock starts hardening more, but- "Be patient," I hear and reluctantly take in while sitting still, "and keep your arms to your sides 'til I tell you otherwise." Member's still tingling, f-fuck... I move my monochromatic arms, refusing to do so again unless instructed. "You're gonna entertain me, and if I'm feeling generous," Master continues saying before sharply turning back, "I'll let you release some of that tension too." My experienced leader smiles again, his tongue licking his lips. "Oh, and there's a few more things. This'll be quick, then we'll get started with your lessons."

Gradually walking around me, occasionally rubbing my hair, Master reassures me that everyone's clean and that intercourse won't happen without a heads-up. I'm also asked if there's anything pain-wise that's off limits, to which I only mention my neck and genital areas. We talk about my interest in exploring what pain I can stand, and I'd honestly love to receive Master's fair punishments; it's really fun... Master scratches my back later in the conversation, which relaxes me in my seat even further. I'm teased with stories about his husky assistant, who I'm also told might make another appearance tonight; Master's story about binding the submissive dog with cables while asking for thankful barks the entire time... that one excites me the most. I'll be a lot of submissive roles, and when I'm asked, I keep talking about physical pain more, getting advice.

Before we continue, Master makes me wait, and he watches my shorts until my bulge is less noticeable... well, for as much as I'm able to hide it, h-heh... I'm so weird... My hair feels Master's sharp claws again, and I sense plastic weight come off my ears; suddenly, the rest of the room is pretty blurry, and I can only clearly see Master when he's immediately right in front of me. "You won't be needing these tonight; besides, you know you're dependent on me, right?" I start opening my mouth, but quickly stop and instead nod. "So obedient, just how I want my new toy." My cheeks are warm... "Good boy, I'll put 'em away for you." I feel an itch on my legs, but don't dare scratch it. "Go look at yourself in the mirror, pet; stay there while I go get some things." Obey... I instantly jump up and head on over; I don't see Master as he presumably heads to another locker.

One four-toed foot at a time, I slowly walk to where I remember a wooden door being; it takes me a while to find it with my intense nearsightedness. Fuck, my vision's a joke, and my balance is also a bit off. I eventually find the mirror, but it's heavily fogged and I can't see my reflection. I move my four-clawed hands to rub the fog- Footsteps- Mm! Master's hands are over my mouth, and I try hard to mumble- "Shh, shh..." Mmph- "No talking," Master seductively whispers into my right ear. "Stay still and keep quiet..." I moan my acceptance, a strong sweat invading my nostrils...

Master moves his hands off; I hear fabric movements as his claws grab onto something. "Don't move; listen to me." In one swift motion, my eyes are soon covered by what I barely get to see is a large, red blindfold. A-ah... I breathe heavily in place as it's tightened. "Your sight, your words, your feelings, your cock... mine." My waistband's stretched, and my crotch starts feeling fresh air.

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Part 2: Reception

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Darkness. Standing up. Blindfold really strong... Can't see. Some force holding my tail outward, along with similar metallic cuffs around my wrists and ankles; feeling is comfortable, not too tight, but shaking my already restricted limbs only allows small amounts of relaxed movements. I hear a familiar clanking sound... chains, yeah. Feet on a comfortable mat, presumably the same as before. I'm able to stand just fine. Feeling distant air-conditioning at a room temperature; there's space around me, and I guess I'm away from the walls. Trying to force some movement with my hips, my long tail's still firmly held, and my cheeks are fully exposed; they're still feeling a little warm from being slowly and delicately scratched, still lingering, but it's not enough... I want more.

Pretending to struggle again, I hear Master across the room, talking to someone other than me: "Relax, boy, we've gone through this lots of times before..." Yeah, he was here earlier... I can also hear chains; I think the other pet's tied up too. Heavy but muffled, slightly high-pitched breathing at least like five or so feet in front of me; Master must be behind him or to the side. "You remember how to lemme know if you need a break, right?" There's a sort of excited giggle in response. Master's really submissive assistant... I heard him talked about earlier, and I remember the husky's appearance from before: mostly blue fur, except the bottom fourth of his legs and arms being black... also same color as his hair. His tail gets black near the end too, and his front fur and face are some blend between white and gray. "You're a good pet... Got you completely bound up, just like that guy over there." I hear a brushing noise, up to five claws from one of Master's hands scratching high up, the count matching the husky's paws. There's a high reaction-based humming, although I have to perk my ears closely; his snout might be muzzled, or gagged... not sure which. I sometimes hear chains across the room, but he seems to be obediently limiting arm movements.

Little point in the last five or so minutes to try, but... "Mm..." I try murmuring some kind of noise, but my mouth is filled and forced wide open by a large ball-gag, preventing any possibility of coherent English. "Mhmph...! Mm-hrm..." No use; I instead feel faint amounts of drool form around my mouth, and it shortly falls. I swallow a few times, something I'm able to easily do since the gag's thankfully not overstretching any muscles... Shit, I probably look so useless right now though... H-heh... My cock keeps tingling, and despite feeling it shake a bit, there's not much rising, just the feel of room around; I initially tried to move my legs together, an instinctual shame-protecting, after Master slowly shimmied down my shorts and later cuffed me up, but there's no point in hiding it... My body is fully exposed, but my fur's still clean; I moan at the thought of being used as a receiver for Master, or anyone really- Fuck, grab me, stroke me... "Mm..." Repeated breaths through my nose. Can't reach to stroke. Still slightly feel a soft but flexible rubber around the base; Master said I'd finish too quickly without it, slows- I don't care. I'm so exposed...

My right hand's firmly holding onto some kind of a rag; it feels like a bandanna, but can't tell... I tighten my grip, my other hand open, and I can't stop myself from really excitedly breathing. Shaking my chains more, audibly pleading more for immediate attention- Master's a tease... There's action going on across though, with direct contact happening between the wolf and husky. "Still my pet, though, right?" Husky releases a muffled bark. "What'd you say?" There's more barking, but it's very restricted, and another metallic shaking happens. "Shh, shh..." Master speaks with a soothing tone, and I keep hearing a hard rubbing of fur, somewhere from the pet's back. "You know your place, that's good. And..." A soft clasp noise plays further below, leg or ass area. "Since you don't feel like responding, you wouldn't mind if I prepared your hole for later, would you?" Husky makes another noise, can't tell what, which Master expectedly seems to approve of. God, he's so lucky... I try hard to imagine. "I knew you'd be fine with it. Gonna need lots of space."

I try voicing my approval, jealously, but keep forgetting about- A-ah... Yeah... Still in front of me, my fluffy ears pick up a loud snap, I'm guessing a cap, following by a squeezing of whatever Master has; there's a soft splat, then the cap's closed. The husky makes frequent but excited-sounding breaths while some goopy rubbing happens, something else covered too as Master steps around. "Just gonna..." Master calmly states while suddenly pressing his hands against the husky, "get this all in there. Such a fucking demanding pet." Something's pushed, and the husky briefly yelps before having accelerated breathing. "Take it all in..." I shake my chains, imagining myself over there, my ass being widely opened and a toy- I breathe, moaning some... Other pet expresses a high-pitched series of moans, all while Master talks him through it, breathing out for pushes. Master offers other words over time: "Mm, good boy, good boy. You love being filled with other men's cum, don't you?" I imagine the husky's throbbing red knot uncontrollably leaking pre; I get that feeling with my own collection sometimes... It's fun. "Isn't that right? Gay slut loves being anally pounded? Bet he'd love nothing more than-" Can't catch last part; my eyes roll. Even with his muzzle, I hear the pet's accepting moans. "There, nice and steady; flexible for our next guest."

Kissing sound against fur, not sure where... Fuck, even with the rubber, my member's rising more... Please come back, Master; I need you... Craving attention, I force a loud moan past my ball-gag, hoping for a response, but I only hear a laughter, followed by fabric moving around, including something put into shorts. Still by myself, I keep thinking if the blue servant can see or not; I imagine how I look, my front fully exposed, husky seeing my erect cock and wondering what I'm into. I wonder about Master filling me from behind, all while being on display, although I'm not sure if I've earned that privilege yet. My wrists shake a bit, but I still hold the cloth, wanting to visually please my leader for as long as he wants; he was so gracious to give me enough room to bend a bit, taking good care of his pets. Master could do whatever he'd like with me right now- A sudden rumbling snaps me back to reality, and I hear more movement in front. "Rrr..." Master softly growls while the husky replies with moans; their bodies seem to be moving back-and-forth. "Your cock feels nice, pet. So hard..." Sounding closer than before, hands clasp somewhere onto the husky's front, maybe holding his arms still, but Master seems to be facing away from me. More thrusting, yet somehow infrequently timed. "Better not ruin my clothes," his slightly shaking but deep voice lets out. "I'm not letting you finish that quickly..." Husky attempts a ruff, but submits.

Pulling at my chains, I can only imagine what's happening as I suddenly hear some kind of an unbuckling followed by a nonspecifically shaped object hitting the mat and bouncing away somewhere. "I love your appearance, boy," I vaguely hear before a sharp grab happens and passionate sounds of... making out, I think, start spreading around the room. The husky initially has a shocked sound, but it soon transitions into a pleased and almost purring-like noise. Master and his pet equally moan, all while the thrusting continues- Making out, shit, so lucky... My dick starts throbbing more- I can feel a bit of pre on my end- Oh my God, they're so hot... I wanna be there, but can only stand and keep listening. Imagining what's happening makes me really frisky.

I keep mentally, m-mentally projecting... myself into the husky's role, all while hearing aggressive movements and mutual breathing across the room. I try shaking off the blindfold that's around my white mask, but Master used a large one and tied it really, a-ah, really firmly... So hard right now. My focus zones out, but the domination eventually stops as Master moves off- "Heh, very nice... Stay quiet." I'm too distracted- Time passes- I-I shiver- Some device is clasped back onto the pet.

Even with the rubber, my member's still erect- A-ah... Master seems to relax and take some steps... I need him. "There," his words still aimed away from me, "that should keep you horny enough for a while." Please do it to me. "You just remember how good this feels, how much you love it; I'll finish you off later." The naughty husky whimpers, but also moans, and I immediately make a similar sound as loudly as I can past my ball-gag; there's another step, and I moan again before giving up, standing still and trying not to disappoint- There's quicker movement closer to me now.

Before I can even mutter some noises, my face feels warm as Master's right hand widely covers my cheeks and- "Let's get back to you. Did you have fun listening?" There's a huge rush of energy inside me as I nod, readily, readily nod; it's my turn! "Wouldn't you just love to be where he is?" I try nodding again but Master firmly holds me still. "Maybe we should..." Master lowly communicates while I feel more of his body near my fur, "see if we can top that." Desperately try voicing a yes, but there's only more drool, followed by Master wiping a cloth against my face. Quick movements as I feel hands- Nnh- Master's fingers wrap around my erect, needing cock- Slow movements- "Mm, such a horny slut, that's right." Mm... "This is what you wanted, right?" Breathing quickly as he continues, at least halfway there, but he soon releases and puts his hands against my sides. I feel his breath against my right ear: "You don't deserve that yet." Shaking, but Master's grip is firm; he soon releases and starts walking, his claws leaving a trail against my hips.

My ass fully exposed, tail still chained outward, my hole vulnerable, Master is slow, deliberate, especially when the backs of his sharp claws carefully move against my entire bottom; my arms and legs are moved away from one another, and Master could do anything he wanted in me. Please. "I think someone needs to be reminded who your features belong to," I entrancedly listen to while Master continues rubbing different sides of his fingers against me, which soon turns into my right cheek feeling a series of soft pats from his palm. "Your senses belong to me tonight, and-" Smack! Mm! "Your pain is dictated by me." I gaze upward- Fuck! That was fast, but it tingles so much... "I wanna see my toy squirm." F-f-fast movements against the air as- Slap! Mm! Really fast! Butt's warm and I'm shaking- "Moan for me!" I immediately do so! Smack! Again, I reverberate my ecstasy, wanting more pain, feeling my gray fur stand up- A-ah, y-yes, Master's scratching my reddened ass again, and h-he stops and pauses. Fast breaths, eventually another step. Movements- Smack! Mm!! My other cheek absorbs the force; I instantly feel something on the end of my cock. "Louder! I want you to beg for more..." As much as I can manage with my shaking breath, I release an orgasmic moan like the whore I am! SMACK! "I can't hear you!" I verbalize my pleasure again!

God, that hurts, but it feels so nice; reminds me of my place. I keep trying to calm my breaths but only shake and release fast-paced ones. Master starts walking to a side somewhere, I don't know, but I still hear him: "Wait just a minute, pet; we're not done yet." The gag in my mouth is tight, and any attempts to respond are incoherent, but I continue to firmly hold the rag in my right hand. I randomly imagine myself as the husky for a minute, thinking about being firmly spanked, then ordered into a cage for Master to see; I still can't see a single thing except for occasional red light.

A consistent series of steps plays as Master moves in front of me again, at least one hand seemingly dangling some multi-brushed thing- I hope it moves fast. Despite being distracted by my still throbbing ass, I'm able to hear excited bark-like sounds across the room, but they're muffled and I can't- Breathing a lot, I start to duck my head before Master holds my face again and speaks directly to me: "Let's see what else this thing can do." I'm almost immediately released and soon feel a warm, tingling sensation on my dick as, nnh, it's forcibly moved around, toyed with, only an occasional brushing of rubber changing up the slight pulling sensation from and away from me. "It's so fun to test its limits, don't you think?" Every time I feel it starting to grow more, Master lets go, waits a short while, then repeats. "More..." Again, and again... Constant breaths. "H-heh, I wanna see how much it can store before it releases." I shake around but Master strongly presses a palm against my white chest. "Nope, no moving," he explicitly expresses. "I'm not finished yet."

Desperately thinking of ways to thank him, I rapidly nod my head up-and-down, all while frequently forcing sounds of my obedient approval, but I can't help but shake in excitement; it's around this time that Master silently growls and lets go- I start relaxing in preparation for the next action. Fast-paced footsteps happen around me and Master touches my tickling ass again. "You ready, pet?" Master quickly asks me; I immediately nod and strongly clench my rag. I hear a slow breath behind me, then... Crack! Fuck! I forcibly shout following the sharp collision of a... I don't know what it's made of; my back really felt that whip... It stings, but the wide pain also spreads throughout my body and... I want more. Moaning is my language, and I struggle to stay still, but I keep nodding. "You naughty ferret." Cheeks exposed, ready for more-Crack! Nn-nn... I reactively shake, but it feels so damn amazing. Another angle of my back felt the impact, and it stings, but the whip is fairly well-rounded, can't feel any cuts or anything. I wait for another lash, but Master seems to be... waiting for me? More time passes, so I bounce my head a few more times in silence. "Alright, one more time," Master adds. "Don't wanna break the toy." I clench my eight toes and shiver, wanting more but also being in suspense. An indeterminate number of seconds pass... Crack! Mm!! Fuck!! I f-fall forward slightly... My lower back and ass really felt that one. Breathe in, breathe out... I take deliberate and somewhat shaking breaths through my nostrils... "Good..." There's other words too, but I'm not paying attention. My ass cheeks feel the back of Master's claws again, don't know which, and it tingles- It tingles a lot and it's nice. A-ah, I'm so obedient.

Wow, that's fun. Y-yeah, still shaking a long from the stings, but the room's fresh air brushes against my impacted fur, and I prop myself up again... I'm glad the cuffs are comfortable at least. My butt feels the best; it's like a pulsating ecstasy, and when I remember how completely naked I am to a watching and dominating wolf, I just... feel happy. A soft thud is made against the ground, Master dropping his whip, and he comes around to my front and softly gives me a wide hug. Whew, low on energy, but he's really fluffy and warm... "Very good, better than last time," Master tells me. "You okay, pet?" I happily nod my head again, but he tells me to relax for a few minutes as he takes care of some business; there's still the extremely excited husky, his tail making noise, but Master rubs my hair before heading across the room. My penis is really hard, really close to release, but it's not enough, some resistance, and I think about how frisky an object I am; I'm so bad. Despite the gag, I feel a smirk form while audibly surveying ahead; I keep shaking though, but it's more like a fast warmness throughout my body. There's repeated barks and more intimacy ahead... I faintly hear some conversation involving the husky's plug being pushed around... I'm really hard.

Feeling a bit thirsty, but still holding together, I focus my ears again and observe a familiar teasing between the two, reminding me of Master's stroking balance. More lubricant seems to be used, and I hear more stimulation, one hand periodically rubbing the husky's knot. "I hope you're still thinking about me, thinking how you're gonna thank me later." Chains shake again followed by a soft ruff; there must've been a lot of practice to keep that pet-like focus during this... I'd love to learn more about them. More gel-like movements, interrupted by pauses and more squishy sounds of pushing the- "Believe me," Master assertively says away from me, "much as I like watching your orgasms, it's only fair you properly earn them." Another push happens, and Master's submissive assistant keeps making ecstatic noises in response; I can't make out everything though, still trying to relax from earlier, but shit, even with the blindfold, it's so fun to imagine. "Maybe..." The controlling strokes stop again. "Maybe if you and Felix are good enough, I'll let you go early."

I start daydreaming, forgetting about the room I'm in and instead imagining myself on display somewhere, Master's friends watching as I shake around and they discuss when their toy should be allowed to launch. Deprived of sight, submissive to other assistance, I even think of myself in third-person as a monochrome, nerdy ferret being fully surrounded by a bunch of well-dressed canines, me being the only indecent one but accepting my position anyway- Master's coming back.

Barely having time to process his return, I attempt a straight posture, trying to look presentable. Master firmly grabs me, holds me completely, before leaving to the side; I hear a table shake some. More time passes until I feel claws against my widely displayed ass again, along with another container uncapped and excited breathing. Low breaths spread across my gray back fur. "All of you belongs to me, and I want all your holes covered." Oh God, please take me over. More noisy gel movements heard, with a hand stretching my tingling cheeks apart- Coldness spreads around my hole as Master completely coats it- Damn, s-so cold... comfortable though. "Squirm for me." Gripping my rag, I- MM! Holy shit... I-I feel a medium-sized plug, metallic but lubricated, slowly pushed in, my cheeks held apart as I whorishly take it all. Fast breathing- I-I'm having trouble keeping still. "Shh, shh..." Master says while trying to push more. "Deep breaths. In and out. In..." I slowly pull air into my nostrils... "Out..." Outward, and the plug wiggles inward as I exhale... This repeats again... and again... "Almost there," I hear, "shut up and take it..." Nn, one final push...

Prostate stimulated. Master teases with extra pushes. Submissive moans. I don't even care about pre falling from my end, fully being filled up, ready for almost anything. My cheeks are scratched again, a constantly mesmerizing feeling, and Master soon moves to my front. I hypnotically face upward toward his physical presence. "Good boy. Very flexible hole too; I'm impressed." I blush... Claws suddenly grip the straps around my gag. "Why don't you tell me how you feel? I'm sure what my toy'll say is exactly how badly a slut he is, how desperately he wants me to cum in him."

The rubber ball falls to my neck as my jaw feels less restricted, some drool forming. I take some breaths and compose myself, but soon respond: "I-I'm a horny slut. Please cum into me, Master."

Master amusingly laughs, soon replying: "You belong to me. You'll please me however I want."

Slightly thirsty, I manage to meekly speak: "I belong to you. I'll do whatever Master asks of me."

Once more, Master dictates my future words: "You'd love your asshole filled until I'm satisfied."

Breathing heavily, I feel my cock rise upward as I try responding: "I'd love nothing more than-" Master's long, canine tongue invades my mouth and starts rubbing against my own. Mm... My head is strongly held still as I completely submit to Master's assertive movements, my gaze upward as he moves and locks our tongues, all while he moves in and around, ensuring I fully embrace his romantic lead. I close my eyes as my lips stay apart. Master continues making out with me, my arms up, head locked, can barely move my legs; my member gets hard, leaks more, Master stops...

My mouth feels free, but before I can say my thanks, Master inserts the large ball-gag back and tightens it, mm, slightly harder than earlier. Any words I release come out completely muffled, only being able to rely on my hands to ask for a break. Husky's breathing a lot across the room... I hope he's happy with us. God, this is hot... Speech restricted, I stay still as a thump happens near my feet, a-and a-again, dick's fondled around, this time with Master's dark-brown hair rubbing up-and-down my shaft. I hear Master's alluring voice: "Pet wouldn't object to his cock being sucked," his words ring in my ears before he stops touching my member, "would he?" There's a pause from Master; I struggle to shake my tail! "Felix wants that?" I nod excitedly! Master laughs.

Firmly, and suddenly, Master's hands grab the backs of my legs, my tickling cheeks almost feeling his claws again; it's a warm and hard sensation, and my fun attempts to slightly shake are hopeless. I hear a small pant- F-Fuck! M-Master's opened snout wrapped around- MM! W-words restricted, I-I look upward and reactively moan toward the ceiling- Holy shit... My cock tingles and throbs as I feel Master's salivated mouth fully servicing- God, I can't think straight... Strongly held down, Master works his way up-and-down, up-and-down... I don't know if I have permission to jizz yet, so I try holding back- So fucking hard... Mm... Master dominates my needy dick, my ass and mouth fully loaded, and I-I shiver- God... My reddened ass is firmly stuffed with the large plug, and- Nn! It's pushed against, tingling my prostate, making me pre more. I wanna whore myself out more, loudly thank Master for this gift, but only frisky sounds and loud breaths emit past the tight ball... Still going- I'm gonna cum- Fuck, I'm gonna cum... Master slows down, and my dick is throbbing; the rubber ring slows the growth some, but I'm ready to explode and make such a mess for Master.

M-Master pauses for bits of time, taking breaths, trying to- Mm! My used rear keeps feeling a throbbing sensation as the lubricated toy is very slightly... slightly pulled out, pushed back in, like I'm being thrusted by a frisky leader, dressed like a wanting and fully restricted receptacle as the strong man pushes in and out, frequently slapping my ass and being told to shout my love for it, and- Sh-shit, need to relax, can't go yet... Loud noises below me, Master still hard at work, rapid breaths- I try imagining Master's growing knot- Screw it, need to fire- Please let me release- Ruff...

Slap! Mm! I shout in surprise at sudden ass pain, distracted from my dribbling cock feeling let go of, being rock-hard and aimed upward, but... still not gone. D-damn it... Waist no longer embraced, and a tension's slowly pulled off my member. "Hah..." Master breathes heavily- I'm such a frisky pet... h-help; I just need a few more strokes. "You don't need this anymore." Rubber's off... but I want more; I need to finish, dammit! A press against the ground, then more hard releases of air across my face. "God, you're fucking needy as hell..." Nn... "Okay, mutt, I'll let you go, but first..."

I hear a familiar container opened, followed by clothes falling to the ground, gel-like sounds, lots of... lots of hard stroking; I'm trying really hard to imagine Master's fully erect, red penis, him ready to pound inside me- I keep shaking, but involuntarily form a smile in anticipation. "Urgh, been getting me too excited," the deep words convey, "naughty, obedient slut..." H-heh, Master's having fun; he deserves his fun. I'm here for his pleasure. More really fast stroking followed by quickly rising growls; please. "Take it. F-fucking take it!" Front fur feels a sticky impact, diagonally across the front- I moan! "Yeah... I-I know you like it..." Mm! Another load hits my face, gets right around my blindfold, some trickling above my lips... I try murmuring my gratitude.

More heavy breaths, a quick arm movement, and suddenly my eyes see a bright flash of red; I slam my eyelids shut but gradually manage to open them more and more... I'm still chained toward a ceiling, standing about in the middle of the dungeon room, but my vision's seriously nearsighted and I'm trying to get used to the lighting, even if it's dim. Across the room is the mostly blue husky, far ends of his limbs being black, white-gray face... I think he's... Yeah, he's muzzled, and chained. Can't see his eyes well, but there's no blindfold- He was watching... Not sure if he jizzed or not; there's a red shape in the distance, but objectively I'm only able to make out greenish gym mats, along with tables topped with... I don't know. Fuck, I want more; I murmur through my gag.

Immediate warmness on my face as Master grabs it with a somewhat sticky hand; I'm faced right toward his demanding gaze: "H-heh, you wanted that, didn't you?" My face feels a warmness... I think I'm blushing, but can't say anything. Master faces his frequently barking assistant and exhaustingly speaks to him: "And you liked watching. Don't act like you didn't wanna join in; I can see how hard you are, slut." The husky whimpers and tries moving his arms closer, but it's no use; I think he's embarrassed, aw... Master turns back around and firmly holds me, him still wearing his black T-shirt but his shorts being somewhere on the ground. "You two have been very good boys tonight," Master proclaims without hesitation before walking to my left side, my gaze forced forward as I'm made to blurrily watch Master's other happy and really needing pet. "Alright, mutts, I'll let you both finish, but only if you put on a show for me." I blink my eyes, mouth still held open. "Tonight, you're frisky boyfriends, and you've been in the mood all night to help each other..." I listen carefully, nodding when pointed to. "And you happy lovers want nothing more than to please Master, right?" Loud ruffs across the room. I loudly emit acceptance.

Master runs up to my side and places his sticky left hand onto my junk, slowly stroking it while I'm still facing forward. "Aw, look at him, Felix; isn't he needy?" Mm, this feels really nice... "You're not just gonna leave him unfinished, are you? You'd love to get passionate and dirty..." Another press against my butt-plug, and I feel pre again... It's warm. Soft strokes... Master looks away from me. "And you better take good care of your boyfriend tonight," talking to the husky. "He's looking awfully frisky, and he's sad that you haven't shown him enough love yet." I don't know what to say, but I love the slow movements, so I fake a whimper; I'll act however Master wants, and he's telling the truth... I want more. "So if I let you both go, you'll show me how passionate you queer bitches are with one another... right?" We both rapidly nod and make noises.

My member's let go off, and I feel a tug around my ball-gag before seeing it drop to the floor. Master takes the red rag from me, whispers in my ear, then individually unlocks each shackle; I feel individual strands of fur move outward with every release, eventually being able to move my tail too, although it tickles whenever it falls across my still-tingling ass. Takes a little to reorient myself, but I stay silent as Master heads across the room and takes off the hus- I mean, my mate's muzzle, and lets it fall. Something's whispered into my... boyfriend's ear, and we both face each other, visibly hard, desperately needing more. Master slowly walks aside, sits down, then... Snap!

Instantly, I run across the room and embrace my mate by his bushy fur, seeing his tail perked upward as put my head around his shoulders. He brushes my hair some, we gaze into each other's eyes, my red-colored ones into his ocean blue ones, he tilts his head, and we start passionately holding each other as our tongues push into one another's needing mouths; mm... We take turns with movements, interlocking as our hands rub down the other's delicate backs... I hear some amused chuckles across the room, but ignore them as we continue making out, our cocks barely touching before we quickly press them against one another, gently frotting as I sniff his pleasant musk, breathing heavily as my sticky front fur presses against his cleaner fur. Making out briefly stops as I firmly hold my husky boyfriend, humping his front more softly. The sensation is warm, inviting, and I want more. We start tonguing each other again before gradually falling to the floor.

The warm and inviting gym mats accompany us as we slowly roll around, our cocks shaking as they rest on each other; it's so warm and shaking- I'm really turned on. We keep our arms around the other. Five of his fingers- Nn... His fingers push against my plug. I grip his curled tail and hump forward, wanting to release like Master asked us. There's lots of excited breathing. My boyfriend's close to me in height, but he has an average weight, and his face is really soft. "Come on, you naughty dogs," I barely hear across the room, "Master wants you turned around." Eyes closed and still humping, I hear an obedient ruff, and we both move away from one another as my husky mate rolls onto his back, pre falling off the end of his knot. I look toward Master, not daring to speak out-of-line, and he stares back, pointing to his lubricated penis. "This amuses Master." Standing still, I'm not- I can still taste some of my mate's drool from his long tongue, and I hear panting on the ground next to me. "Well, go on now, Felix. What're you waiting for?" I... Okay...

My blue lover barks again, and I instantly move around before falling on top of him, my mouth opening to completely surround his dripping knot- Mm, it's so large, so well-shaped, already salty... I'll finish. Boyfriend shakes, his tongue licking- h-heh, licking my erect cock- Mm! It's covered now, dependent on his help, and we both aggressively move up-and-down, orally pleasing one another, all while Master shouts to go faster, be sluttier, be... I can't make it out. I moan, actively moving to help my lover. My already teased dick's shaking, ready to fire- fi- Mn, f-fuck...!

MM!! I shake and orgasm into my boyfriend's mouth, him licking around, making- Mm, God, I keep launching! H-he's really good at this- I close my eyes, a hot sensation spreading across my body as I keep moving up-and-down, releasing my load against his eager tongue in spurts, only wanting to please as I- M-mouth fills with a creamy substance, my mate firing high, then on my tongue, and I keep working around, high off the ecstasy, and we keep pumping, pleasing, being in extreme joy. There's laughter, but I don't care. I moan and eventually gulp the rest, still feeling my cock sucked off and my thoughtful husky boyfriend cleaning up for me. There's so much, but I'll shallow every single drop for him. I'm a needy, submissive slut, and I happily clean off the rest of his cum. Humping, still humping, boyfriend rubbing my ass... My eyes roll upward in obedience. We continue pounding until nothing's left. More deep words: "Good show, my pets..."

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Part 3: Friendship

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Light rock and roll plays around the room; I try focusing on it and sounds of pool balls being hit behind me. Sitting on a tall barstool, I keep readjusting my red shorts. Occasionally, I pull out my phone to see if anybody's messaged me, if there're any parties happening later tonight, but everyone seems busy. In front of me is my half-finished glass of pinot noir, my first of the night, with some napkins to the left- Okay, okay, this isn't working; I need more distractions... There's a wooden clock somewhere past the counter, near a collection of empty bottles, so I'll pay attention to the ticks... A firmness keeps tingling around my ass, some from earlier whip marks that're slowly disappearing, but my prostate also feels gently pushed against; n-nobody else notices, right?

"Hey, Felix," Ash says with her deeply feminine voice, the lime-green lizard walking back from storage, "got more shit on the shelves now; we're understocked and I keep having to find more." I look around her through my rectangular lens, more boxes having been moved around; I start counting them, but my cheeks feel warm, so I nod and awkwardly sip some more wine. Ash reaches the counter, and I'm able to see her long and light-brown hair fully combed down; she's also wearing short brick-red clothing, the color matching her eyes. "You'd think that wouldn't happen on a fucking Friday night of all times," she asks while pointing around the bar, "right?" I-I agree and keep sipping, trying really hard not to shake as I look around some. The pool table's being used by two foxes, the two red and casually dressed women taking turns between recurring chugs of beer. One smiles to the other as the other cracks a joke or something back, although I can't make out specific words beyond the laughter. Lighting's dim, but I'm able to see some customers sitting in wooden booths: a trio of dogs in tight clothing casually talking, an otter and weasel holding out their phones while presumably looking up social media, and a pair of only pants-wearing cats embracing each other, the multi-patterned men deeply staring at each other, at least one blushing.

"So, more wine, maybe a cocktail this time?" I hear the bartender say, claws tapping against wood. Trying really, really fucking hard not to shake right now; never worn this in public before, but I'm supposed to. "...Felix? Everything alright?" Somewhat embarrassingly, I turn back around, my left claws holding my shorts still as I shiver a bit, even despite a minor buzz starting to kick in. Ash's scaled face stares forward, and she smiles before inquiring: "Okay, what'd the naughty ferret get into tonight?" I silently laugh, thinking about... That was two hours ago now? Her dominating face moves forward as I hear a softer voice: "Boy, I know expressions, plus you only ever come here after being a pet or something." I'm embarrassed, but she's right, so I share another story with her.

"Well..." I meekly start replying with, but quickly smile after collecting my thoughts, "I had another appointment with Master, my strong wolf leader, and we-" Ash chuckles with her mouth closed, wiping a blue rag against some washed glasses. "I-I mean, I don't know his name yet, maybe someday." Getting distracted; I adjust my posture and- Nnh, the plug pushes around again. "Fuck... Sorry, not important. Anyway, I wanted to explore my pain more, and Master also tied me up and put me on display and there was another guy too and-" I'm speaking too quickly, and I release quick breaths as I think about tonight; God, that was fun. I take another sip of wine as the postured lizard encourages me to continue. "I got blindfolded most the time, and it took forever to finish, and Master kept reminding me of him controlling my senses and what I got to say, and the whipping was really fun- Still tingles, but I like it. And Master kept teasing me with his assistant, who he also had chained up, and..." I blush, Ash having stepped slightly aside to a nearby sink but still closing watching. "Master released us later, and I really wanted to please him and obey his commands, so we like..." Ash chuckles some but expresses her continued interest, apparently finding my story adorable. Another sip of wine. "Never mind, I'm so weird..." Hands on my shorts.

Master's plug is large... Even looking around the filled bar, and even with my awkward stories, it's still hard to keep distracted as I feel ready to receive anything; I'm supposed to wear this for at least a few hours, homework he said would give me more practice, plus I'm allowed to keep it until our next session. Looking slightly downward, I hear Ash walk back before placing down an ice-filled glass of water. "There's nothing to feel embarrassed about," Ash confidently says, adjusting her shirt some and straightening her hair. "I love hearing stories like this; sure as fucking shit beats waiting around all night, serving drinks, doing inventory, cleaning up crap." The glass is pushed further forward, and I look up, being visually encouraged to take sips; the wine is pretty light tonight, and I only feel slightly happier than usual, but I thank her and start drinking the water.

"Felix, there's like several clubs around this part of town, and you know how my boyfriend and I are." I-I nod before letting her continue, remembering about her submissive otter lover; I think they're both in their upper twenties. "You know, he actually used to go to one of those dungeons; got involved with lots of crazy shit. I thought about watching once when we first met, just outta curiosity... It's kinda fascinating." I'm shivering a bit. I have more water, but keep nodding and pay attention. "Decided against it, just didn't seem like my thing, but it's sure a fun-as-hell idea for some people; definitely get the appeal. Anyway, he doesn't anymore. Besides," Ash starts continuing in whispers, "I'm the only master he wants right now." She laughs some, but wraps up by talking about how cute he is too, briefly talking about his physics work and optimistic attitude.

We keep chatting for a while, occasionally getting distracted by other customers walking around, several new ones entering later, but I'm only able to make out a suit-wearing stout from the crowd. Alternating between water and wine, Ash and I try talking about psychology some, but that goes nowhere as neither of us really understand our roles; doesn't stop her from being interested though. At one point, she asks why I keep shaking sometimes, and... Eh, screw it. "It's..." Getting nervous again. "Well, Master wanted to me to wear something in public, and it was really hot when he forced it in earlier, all nice and-" Ash amusingly grins, hopefully not judging. "Actually, never mind, it's embarrassing to admit... I'm so not used to this." Lots of rapid breaths. I finish the rest of my wine, but decide to wait some before the next glass; there's still a lot of water left to finish.

Ash encouragingly responds: "Good luck with that, you mischievous boy. I'd love to continue talking, but there's lots more people here and I should really get back to pulling out more inventory." I should start walking around some anyway; might help me stretch and stuff. "Plus there's someone stumbling near one of the far tables..." Turning around, I see the blue-hoodie-wearing lizard from last week, drunkenly laughing aloud and having trouble walking; there's a familiar-looking red fox staying nearby, her wearing a multicolored dress. Someone had too much to drink, but he seems pretty happy, the three-clawed lizard having a new friend keep him company. For a second, I can clearly see his light-blue eyes and curved nostrils, but the fox slowly sits him at a booth. "Actually, he'll be fine," Ash adds, "he's a regular here; never hurts to be careful though. Alright, holler if you need anything." I look back as Ash starts heading away again.

Deciding to move around, maybe play some pool, I force myself up and start walking, pushing in the toy a bit to keep it sturdier; I feel my penis slightly rise, but I try ignoring it. Alright, think I'm getting better at this. I head past the drunk lizard and his preppy fox friend, the former's face extremely red and the cute-looking fox casually smiling. The next few booths are filled with casual groups of people, but I don't recognize them; everybody's having late meals. Ignoring some loud football players in the center of the room, I cross the room, wait, and start calmly heading back to-

...Oh my God, I didn't know he came here... Wearing a light-green T-shirt and dark gray shorts, his black hair brushed downward, the mostly blue husky's sitting by himself near a corner at a round table. Three of the four chairs are unoccupied, and the table's polished surface is really small... Screw it, I decide to be social and walk forward. I'm able to see that the husky's having a clear drink filled with lots of ice, checking his phone while staring downward. He's still distracted, so I rub my claws through my nearly black hair, adjust my glasses, and stand still for a bit. I pull a chair out and meekly say something: "...Hey." The husky suddenly looks up, his ocean-blue eyes open and gray-white face visible, and he pauses; there's an awkward wait, maybe around fifteen seconds or so. "...Um, mind if I sit here?" I suddenly ask. "Didn't expect to run into you." He awkwardly chuckles a bit, doesn't say anything, but ultimately nods his head, so I sit next to him.

Well, may as well start a conversation. "So..." I start speaking, "have a good weekend planned? My name's Felix, but I think you know that already." There's another pause. "Mind if I ask yours?"

After taking some breaths, gradually getting more comfortable, I hear his slightly gentle but fairly relaxed voice: "...Sam. I go by Sam." Ah, that's a lovely name; I let him know and he thanks me.

"S-sorry I'm not talking much," Sam continues, "I come here to hang out and listen to music; there's supposed to be karaoke too, but I forgot which days those are." In response, I give a simpler reason: I like the fun atmosphere, and the alcohol makes me feel happy and lets me reflect some. Sam pauses a bit and sips his drink, which I quickly realize isn't anything more than ice-water, then he replies: "Y-yeah, this is pretty weird to me... not your fault though. I've like never run into... well, you know. It was fun though." After the awkward introductions, we talk about our weekends some, me planning on hanging out with friends and playing games, and Sam still not sure what he's doing aside from some part-time work he has for the next few evenings. "Yeah, the club's... Well, I'm still an office worker, but, well, Master hired me as a part-time assistant; gives him someone to help others with, and it's sorta training me for something I wanna eventually do instead of my main job." Sam elaborates on having initially gone there once after being really bored with his everyday life, but now he wants to be an actor, something that Master was willing to work with him on in exchange for providing some services; I ask for an example, but he blushes.

We talk about our interests, and I thank him for his help tonight, to which he immediately responds with a similar gratitude. I really wanna do something... I'm feeling really excited from earlier. While noticing Sam shake a few times, he also makes it clear that he also has a similar assignment.

My ass tingling, I notice my friend's shorts, seeing Sam's risen member as he nervously laughs.

...I'll just ask: "Hey, um, my apartment's only a few blocks away if you wanna-"

"Yes," Sam instantaneously interrupts with, barely keeping still, "please, yes."