Shepherding Into the Harem
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Haru Akikawa, the dominant otter and head of his household, had gone down into the dungeon of his home to interview someone about an advertisement in the paper. He found her there waiting for him.
"Hello there! I came across your advertisement and I gotta say, I'm pretty intrigued, I love the focus on dominance, submission, misogyny and control. If you interested in something quick, I'd love to do something. Allow me to serve you in my proper place~" a hitsujimimi by the name of Sephira said as she approached the alpha otter.
"I only have about an hour to an hour and a half before I must head off, bitch." the otter replied with a murr. "I've never played with a monster-girl before...although you look close enough to a nekomimi."
"That's because I am a nekomimi... except a sheep, thus hitsujimimi," she answered.
The male looked over the sheepgirl and chuckled. "That is fair. I can tell you're the delicate type," he teased. "Now what was that about serving me? If you're not on your knees before an alpha, you aren't in your proper place first of all," he instructed with a paw on her shoulder. He gripped it and pushed down gently at first to guide her. "Down," he commanded simply.
Shephira gave the male otter a nod, following his lead as he pushed down on her shoulders. Shephira was now on her knees before him, looking up at the imposing height of the otter male as he towered above her. The sheep girl didn't say a word, it wasn't her place to speak, she just sat there on her knees before him, looking up at him, waiting for the next command. She was good at following orders, she was a sheep, after all. It was what she did. She did get a thrill out of following commands that were given to her.
Haru Akikawa was wearing jeans and a t-shirt after having gotten home and in a more relaxed outfit. He circled the sheep and got a better idea at what she was wearing to see what needed to go and what could stay. "Bitch will tell this dominant what she is wearing under what I can see," he commanded with a calm confidence as he slowly walked around her in a circle with his paws behind his back. As he paced, he was looking down at her.
Shephira looked up to the dominant as she began to describe what she was currently wearing "I'm wearing lacy white panties and a matching bra." She was wearing on top of that a pink long sleeve blouse and a white and black striped skirt that was cut to her mid thigh as well as a few elegant necklaces. She could feel his eyes on her, watching her every move, examining her as he circled his prey. She loved the feeling of being prey.
Haru Akikawa walked over to a cabinet nearby and, with his back to the female, pulled out something that she couldn't see and pocketed it in his jeans before walking back over. "Bitch will sit still as I remove items from her at my leisure, no matter how violently I might do it," he commands again with a slight growl that by which she knew he meant business. He eyed her neck and the necklaces around it.
Shephira sat where she was, not moving or even turning to look as he walked over to the cabinet outside of her vision. When he walked back over her her, Shephira nodded in understanding. She was going to sit her and let him remove what he wanted how he wanted. She knew he was serious, and that thought excited her greatly. Shephira licked her lips, her fluffy white tail twitching behind her as she sat there patiently, not moving as she had been commanded to. She was the Bitch, and she had been commanded to sit still, so that's what she was doing.
Haru Akikawa took a single claw and slid it up her body from below her breasts until he hooked the long necklace and continued until he started pulling it taut. He murred and with a quick jerk snapped it free from off her neck, letting it fall to the ground. He hooked the other one from above and quickly jerked it away as well. It fell with a click as it hit the ground as well. He kicked them away with a paw without looking away from her. He then revealed what he had put in his pocket. It was a black leather collar with "Bitch" written in gold letters bolted into the side. A ring on the front of it and a locking buckled completed the elaborate BDSM-style collar.
Shephira felt the necklace digging into the flesh of her neck till it snapped. It hurt her a little, but she didn't complain. When the second one was snapped off, Shephira could feel her neck was a little sore from where the necklaces had dug in when they were being tugged into her skin. As he walked in front of her and presented her with the intricate collar with the easy to read word 'bitch' on the side, Shephira felt a grin creep onto her face as her heart began to beat faster. She was excited for this. She briefly considered thanking her dominant, but she wasn't sure if she had been permitted to speak, so she didn't risk it. Shephira imagined how good that collar would feel buckled around her neck, a nice mark to show off.
The otter allowed her to look at it for a brief moment with a grin. "What does bitch think? Beautiful isn't it?" he asked. "Bitch may speak for now," he said, noticing her wanting to by the look on her face. He traced a claw around her neck all the way around as he walked around her. It was as if his finger was symbolically showing her where the collar would be placed and by doing so putting her further at his mercy.
The hitsujimimi wasn't sure where to begin. "It's beautiful.... absolutely amazing.... I'd love to wear it. Is it mine?" Shephira asked curiously. She was getting excited at the concept of getting such a stylish collar, and as Haru traced his claw around her neck, Shephira stayed where she was on her knees, not moving an inch. She was completely fine with this situation. "Bitch loves the collar... Bitch wants to have the collar... to wear the collar." She had already forfeited her name. It was just Bitch now.
Haru Akikawa nodded in understanding that she really wanted it. "I see...well what can a slutty bitch such as yourself do to earn such a treasure, I wonder," he teased as he pocketed the collar again. He crouched down and grabbed her top with his paws at her neck and tore it asunder with a quick and strong jerk of his well toned muscles she could see against his shirt. Then he stood. "Remove the tattered cloth and your bra, bitch. You are no longer to wear anything above the waist unless Master permits it," he commanded as he stood over this female under his control.
The submissive sheep girl gave a nod towards the otter as she looked up at him. "Of course, Master. Anything else you wish that your bitch know?" Shephira began to removed the tattered top, letting the shredded cloth fall to the ground, forgotten. She wouldn't need it anymore. Reaching behind her back, Shephira unhooked her bra, letting the piece fall away, forgotten as well as her large, cocoa skinned, freckled breasts were on display for her master. " I am a slutty Bitch, how can I serve my Master and prove my worth so that I may earn my collar?"
He folded his arms over his chest and looked down at the subby monster girl. "Bitch will use her paws to undo her Master's pants and then use her mouth and nose to worship his cock," he commanded as he waited patiently. "It is not bitch's collar to earn but the honor of being owned and wearing my collar is what she is trying to earn. Bitches are not to own anything under my ownership," he clarified as he waited for her to start.
Shephira listened to the explanation from her master, committing it to memory as she leaned forward, her hands sliding up her Master's legs to come to the waistband of her pants. Fumbling with the button, Eventually Shephira got it free and began to turn and work her Master's pants and underwear down, freeing the otter's cock. Licking her lips, Shephira nuzzled and rubbed her nose affectionately to his cock, sniffing and inhaling his powerful scent as her tongue came out of her mouth, flicking out and tasting his cock as she dragged her tongue over his shaft. Wrapping her lips around that head, Shephira did her best to suckle and slurp, the lewd sounds filling the room as she began to bob her head, sinking all the way down and deepthroating his cock as she looked up at him. She could feel his length hardening between her lips as her Master's cock throbbed to life while she worpshiped and sucked him off. Her pace increased as she set out to prove to her master that she was worthy of the honor of wearing his collar.
The dominant otter murred as his 8" long 2" thick cock filled her throat as his knot pushed against her lips. His heavy balls smelling of musk pushed against her chin as she tried to deepthroat his shaft with the knot stretching her lips around it on the downstroke of deepthroating. He murred as he had to admit to himself she was good at knowing her job as a submissive. He put a paw on the back of her head for support and to help with the difficult part of the knot which was considerably wider than his shaft. "Good cunt...just use your mouth. Paws behind your back," he warned in case she needed to remember. His balls pulsed full of seed and she could feel the vein of his large cock against the inside of her throat. She gagged and choked around the cock that was stretching her mouth, her lips pressed up against the knot, practically kissing it as she looked up at the otter, feeling his reassuring hand on the back of her head.
Her hands were securely behind her back as she kept trying to push herself deeper, her nostrils flaring as she desperately sucked in as much air as she could while her mouth was full of cock. Eventually she had to pull up off of that cock, panting heavily as she sucked in air. It was quite a large cock, and she told herself that she'd be able to take it one day, she just needed more practice. Leaning forward again, Shephira opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around one of those musky, furry balls, suckling over it and licking the ball, giving it a tongue bath as she worshiped her Master, trying to test different ways of pleasuring him. Letting the ball pop out of her mouth, Shephira nuzzled and buried her nose into that sack, taking a deep inhale of musky ball flesh before licking her lips and returning to having her lips wrapped around that cock, bobbing her head up and down as she sunk lower and lower on that throbbing cock as she tried to deepthroat it one more time, gagging around her master's cock as she did.
The alpha otter was nearing climax as he took the collar out of his pocket and while the slut was distracted by her task, slipped it around her neck and locked it with a click. A second later, before she could comprehend what was happening, her new owner growled and came. A huge spurt of hot thick seed shot forcefully down her throat as his paw pushed her head down onto his knot, forming a seal with her lips as she was forced to swallow his cum. The otter murred deeply, letting her feel the vibration of his body thru the cock inside her throat. He looked down at her and grinned. "Bitch is now mine," he stated matter-of-factly as he stroked a paw down the top of her head to the back. He gripped her headfur and pulled her off his shaft, cum still spurting from the large, erect tip. His musky seed hit the underside of her chin, mixing with that of the cum dribbling from her mouth as it streamed down atop her breasts and chest, marking her with his glorious essence in addition to the collar. There would be no doubt whom she belonged to now. He flexed his cock as he admired his handywork. A bit more cum spurted out against her belly as some was dripping down onto her skirt.
Shephira had been unprepared for the explosive finish from her Master, but she was quite excited as it happened. Shephira was impressed by the speed of the otter as he got the collar around her neck and locked it so quickly, the elegant collar having been earned by the skill she had displayed towards her Master. When his cum erupted into her mouth and down her throat while her lips were forced around that knot, Shephira swallowed what she can, not getting much time to savor that powerful, alpha seed of the dominant otter, but knowing there would be other times to do that. She knew, without a doubt that she was now her Master's bitch, and as he yanked that cock from her lips to spill his seed onto her face and chest, staining her with his alpha scent, Shephira knew it would be impossible to say otherwise. The bitch gasped and inhaled air as she came down from the high, still excited at the feel of that leather collar digging into her skin. Not loose enough to forget it was there, just tight enough to cause her to continuously remember her place as a Bitch. Shephira looked up at her Master, seeking his approval, though she already knew it to be true.
Haru Akikawa slowly released the hair at the back of her hair and stood up straight. He could feel the panting breath on his crotch still as his half-erect cock was now saliva and cum-slickened. "Bitch has some cleanup to do still," he stated with a wry smile. "Get that cum off by cleaning up what you can with that tongue, cunt," he commanded pointing to his cock including the cum stained surrounding fur and her cum-stained body. The alpha was going to be sure she was thorough before giving her the verbal confirmation. He knew she couldn't get it all since it was in places she couldn't reach with her mouth on herself but he didn't say she had to get it all.
Shephira nodded in understanding as her mouth came close to his cock once more, her tongue extending this time as she began to drag it over the still throbbing length of the otter's cock, dragging it over the messy, cum stained cockflesh that it was her duty to clean up. Shephira licked and swirled her tongue over his shaft, scooping up all the cum from his cock that she could, then turning her attention to the cum matter fur surrounding his shaft. Her tongue licked over the fat, getting small tastes of that salty cum on her tongue as she did her best to clean the cum from his fur. Looking down at herself, Shephira saw that cum that had spilled onto her body, and she tried to bend, hoping she'd be flexible enough to reach some of it, but she was unable to. She hoped her Master would be satisfied with what she had been able to cleanup.
Haru Akikawa saw that she was trying and decided it would be best if some remained to have the scent last longer. "Does bitch remember what Master said about owning things?" he asked as he pointed to her skirt with the cum-stains on it. "All clothing removed, cunt," he commanded as he turned to walk over to the cabinet once more. His huge cock was swinging with each step. The otter got a few more things out and put them into his pockets.He returned, expecting her to have done as he commanded in the short moment he was away. His cock was still sticking out of the zipper hole. The hitsujimimi worked fast to remove the skirt and pulled off the panties she wore as well, not wanting to upset her Master further. When he returned from his cabinet she was completely nude, still on her knees where he had left her. Her clothes were behind her, forgotten. She didn't own them. She was a Bitch.
Shephira looked up to her Master, her eyes searching out his as she wanted his approval, she wanted to be told she had done good, she had followed the orders that her Master had given her. Still though, she sat there on her knees before him, allowing him to say what he wanted to say. The tall otter took out a matching black wrist cuff from his pocket. "Hold out your hands, palm up, bitch," he commanded with a chuckle. He put the wrist cuffs on quickly, locking them in place as she held out her hands. They too had a ring on them for attaching things to, were black heavy leather and had the inscribed words 'whore' on her left one and 'cunt' on her right one. ...reminders of what she now was. "Bitch will get on her back and put her legs up in the air," he commanded as he pulled out ankle cuffs as well. The submissive female took a moment to look over the cuffs on her wrist. That's all she was now, a whore... a cunt. The thought sent a shiver down her spine. She was snapped out of her thought when she heard her Master give her a command. She knew she had to follow it, so she laid on her back, looking up at the ceiling as she raised her legs into the air. Shephira presented her feet and ankles to her Master, allowing him to put the ankle cuffs on as he saw fit. Shephira was curious what these ones would say.
Haru Akikawa now held in his paw, the last two pieces of ownership of his new bitch. He strapped onto her right ankle the heavy leather BDSM-style ankle cuff with the gold-lettered inscription of 'cumdump' and on her left, the one that read 'slut.' When he was finished he guided her legs back to the ground. "That completes the ritual, cunt. You are now my slave and you serve me. This is your uniform that you will wear at all times unless showering," he explained as he walked slowly around her. "Slave did well," he added with a grin as she was laying on the ground on her back.
Shephira took a moment to look over the ankle cuffs, liking the way that they felt around her ankles. With her legs back on the ground, Shephira repositioned herself back onto her knees, figuring that would be the default position for a submissive to be in. Looking up at her Master, Shephira gave him a smile. "Thank you for giving me the honor of being owned and wearing your collar. I enjoy your uniform a lot..." Shephira licked her lips excitedly, happy to take the compliment from her Master on her performance. She was happy he liked it.
The otter nodded as he led her to her cell down the hallway from where they were. The walls had taken on a dungeon-like appearance but the doorways were modern and slid open after he put his RiverCrystal Stone up against it. He pointed inside. "In," he commanded simply. He pointed to his crotch. "Bitch will put toys away when she's done playing them," he added.
Haru's new slave followed after her master as he lead her down the hallway. When he stopped outside a door to open it and commanded her to enter, Shephira didn't waste time, she scrambled inside, turning around to face him once she was inside. "Of course, Master. Let Bitch take care of you." Shephira pulled pulled her master's pants back up, redoing the button and pulling his zipper back up as well. It was like nothing had even happened. Except for the cum staining her with his scent, and the collar and cuffs that marked her as being owned to her Master.
Her new master waited until she was back inside the cell before closing the electronic locking door with a clunk. "It's always nice to find another lowly bitch to use when I need them," he murred as he turned and walked away. He left her there for his slaves to feed and water several times a day and to take her out to exercise as needed in the fortified gardens and grotto in the backyard. Even if she never saw him again, since he had so many slaves and pets, she was sure to be well cared for as his property for the rest of her life.
The End