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A plump feline doll stood just outside of her master's study in a hall with stone floors covered by soft carpet, oil lanterns hanging off of the wall. At the moment, her eyes were closed and she had one paw raised and touching her chest as if to steady herself. Orders had been given to the snowy-furred doll, orders to serve the duke's special guests that awaited her entertainment in the ballroom. The duke was her master and she was obligated to fulfill any command that he had given her but still, she felt some sort of apprehension. There were many important dignitaries here and businessmen that Bon understood were important to her master's wealth. More than just that was the fact that she had been told to obey the men in the ballroom. She was certain that she would not be harmed. After all, her master loved her above any other servant or doll in the home and he had specifically told her not to allow them to do anything too violent. Still, she couldn't shake the other fear that she might not be good enough. Doing a good job above all else was important and that meant playing to the tastes of those outside should they desire it. A ghost at the back of her mind whispered with the voice of her master, reminding her of what she should be doing. Bon realized that these doubts of hers only served to stall her from giving her all to serve her master. Opening her bright pink eyes she smoothing out her dress and began to walk through the dimly lit hall with her paws folded at her lap. A big smile formed across her lips as her lavender fan tipped tail began to sway from side to side with every step. There was absolutely nothing to fear. Her master had assured her that she would be safe and that she might even enjoy parading herself among the guests. All she had to do was accept all of their desires should they decide to show them and give herself to their hunger if it was necessary. As she made her way through the castle, she continued to press onto her own mind that everything would be fine, that all she had to do was allow her programming to take over, to sink in that precious feeling that soared within whenever she received praise and obeyed. Her trip saw her moving down the steps of the main hall and around almost as if drawn on strings rather than on her own will. Bon's eyes were fogged over and her thoughts were somewhere else other than her steps and destination. When she arrived at the double doors leading into the ballroom, she bumped her heart-shaped nose against the frame, squeaking a bit in response. Bon would have to apologize to her master later for losing herself in her thoughts. Perhaps, if she did well, she would be able to forgive herself and come back to her master for his praise and for his love. The thought of her master's love and approval caused her fur to bristle and her smile to widen. That thought carried her paws up to grab hold of the door's handles and it steadied her body as she prepared herself to entertain the guests and obey.

The great doors of the ballroom parted to a grand circular room filled with people of varying species holding glasses full of alcohol meant to keep them jovial while they awaited the main entertainment. Business had already concluded but there was always the matter of making sure that partners in political and mercantile exploits felt like dear friends in the duke's home. Partially, that was what the alcohol was for and it was also why Bon was here now. Most of the guests had seen it fit to let their robes loosen, some of them with their belts and sashes about to fall to the ground and others wearing only trousers or the lower halves of their robes. Some of the guests even opted to wear nothing at all. The floors of the ballroom were smooth marble like ink-stained milk tinted orange by the warm lights hanging above. There were already servants in the room attending to the guests, maids, and butlers some dolls like herself taking drinks and food to those who wanted and performing other services as well. In various corners of the ballroom, there were cushions and pillows set about for those who wanted a bit of rest and those who desired the use of something more comfortable to take advantage of the servants being offered.

Bon shuddered as her gaze spotted a few guests seated with servants on their laps and their lips locked together. Occasionally those lips would part and she would hear the sound of little gasps and moans echoing through the ballroom. The doors behind her shut and she felt the warmth of the room touch her like a fine steam produced by the atmosphere of the guests and servant's having their fun. There were already so many guests being catered to by the other servants of the castle, surely she would have very little to do but it was with that thought that she noticed there were eyes on her. A large lupine fellow with amber eyes and chocolate fur beckoned her over with one clawed digit. He stood taller than most of the guests and at his side there were two shorter but equally as imposing guests, one a large feline and the other a fox. All three of them were already fully nude and she could practically feel their eyes piercing through her dress even before she acknowledged them. Internally she felt a twist of bubbling fear and excitement as she wondered what they would desire from her, but on the outside, she was all smiles. She walked with her paws folded at her lap politely as could be and moved without stumbling or pause to attend to the guest that had motioned for her.

When she reached him, she inclined her head a bit and lowered herself for one moment while she asked, "Is there anything I can do for you esteemed guest? I would gladly fetch you any drink or any morsel you should desire." Her words lapsed for one second before she continued on with her expression never changing, "And...I would be glad to render other serves should you need them or want them."

The wolf took hold of her chin very gingerly to bring her mouth up to his. She felt a heat spike through her body but did nothing but allow the kiss to happen. When he pulled his mouth away he grinned, "Getting out of that stuffy dress is the first thing you can for us and the next is that I ask that you come with us to a little quiet corner of our own."

Bon wasn't necessarily unwilling. She understood the pleasure's of serving those who weren't her master and understood that the people here at this party were not to abuse her too much but she still felt meek underneath the size of such a guest standing before her. At the same time, she knew her place. She didn't answer him or open her mouth to say a word, instead, she leaned to plant a soft kiss on the side of his mouth before she took a step back and slid the straps of her dress off of her shoulders with her eyes closed to let the dress fall to her ankles. She turned before she stepped out of the dress and bent over to show the thong that was barely visible while it was swallowed by her plush rear and she took hold of the waist before sliding it down all the way to step out of that as well. A whistle came from one of the guests behind her that caused her to feel a heat in her body as she understood that as a sign of praise.

When she turned around again she bowed her head and purred, "I would be happy to join you all in anything you desire."

Her words had come with the confidence of someone who had gone through this sort of song and dance many times before and her movements reflected it as she walked with her master's for the evening to velvet cushions that awaited them. With each step she took, she made sure to sway her hips, her body moving automatically in a manner that she understood would keep and entertain their collective attention. Bon had felt a swell of confidence and joy boiling over the little pinpricks of fear and doubt. What most she desired, was to have worth and to serve well and here these men were praising her simply with the way they stared at her and the way they followed her all the way to their destination with their focus entirely on her and nothing else. There were even a few jealous guests that took note of her body and she could feel the warmth of the room encircling her as the lust seemed to focus on her. When they paused, she felt a strong grip at her rear along with a set of claws but only mewled happily in response. The fox and wolf took a seat while the large feline began groping her.

Little bubbles of fear made their attempt to crawl up her body but she could feel the heat and passion of the man's touch and understood that it was praise. She felt his paws start at her rear before moving up to her hips, three digits gripping her tail to trail along the length before stopping at the lavender tuft tip. A purr came in response from her mouth and her eyes shut as she felt his paw trail from her hip around to her stomach where he took hold gingerly. Bon found herself needing to crane her neck as his mouth came to plant soft kisses on her neck. It was almost absolute bliss to be treated in such a sweet manner but it was not even the kindness that gave her the thrill that was rocketing through her form. Again, she registered his near worship of her body as a sort of tell of her worth. She was doing a good job of being appealing to their needs and that meant she was carrying out her orders to her true master without a hitch. She still feared what the men could do to her but her confidence was soaring as the large feline's touch continued to dance through her body.

Eventually, she broke out of her bliss and opened her eyes when she heard the wolf clear his throat. She blinked and look toward him before gasping. One paw was motioning down to his cock which was firm and fully peeking out of a fuzzy sheathe. Quickly she bowed her head and shuddered through her words while the back of her neck was being peppered in kisses still, "I am so sorry. I didn't mean to ignore you."

The wolf laughed, "Neither me nor my friend sitting next to me mind...But I suggest our friend let you get on all fours so you can meet all of our demands."

Behind her, the large feline grunted but slowly let go and when she looked she could see that the fox was waiting patiently while leaning back against the pillows, legs spread and canine cock out just the same as the wolf. How could she be so foolish as to forget about the pleasure of the other two while enjoying herself? There was no time for shame or self-pity when there was work to be done. Bon slid down to her knees and brought herself forward so her heart-shaped nose touched the wolf's shaft. She nuzzled down all the way to the base and then the balls while she brought her paws forward and stuck her rear out to get on all fours as requested. One of her paws kept her propped up against the cushions while her other paw came up to feel and touch over the fox's twitching member which deserved just as much attention as her other master. At her rear, she could feel the satisfaction of the feline as his mouth came to grace the only hole she had between her plump rear cheeks while his paws worked and kneaded her ass. She would have to make up for losing herself in a dream.

A tongue dragged itself against her tight ring making it difficult to focus on the task ahead. It dipped and twisted against the circle between her rear cheeks and she found herself surprised by how deeply the feline's tongue suddenly dug and by the passion he seemed to pour into a task that she might usually do herself for one she served. Just a few touches had her senses going wild, her body built for the pleasure and entertainment of others. Having her feel every little bit meant she was more than just a simple toy and she lavished in the feelings that were pressed upon her even if she still felt a tiny bit of doubt in every action being taken by the men surrounding her. Bon wrestled her concentration back on the task in front of her and took hold of the canine cock to her side to begin stroking it gingerly, her mouth opening to let her own tongue out to drag against one of the wolf's balls. She took her time focusing on the men in front of her rather than the sensations of her rear being kneaded and praised. One of the wolf's paws came around the back of her head to stroke gingerly beneath the fur which sent little sparks of pleasure down her back while the fox thrust against her paw. Even just the grinding of the fox's heated shaft against the pads of her paw made her crave for more attention and praise from the three that counted as her temporary masters. From one heavy orb to the other she dragged her tongue before she planted a loving kiss at the center to bring her lips up and up until she was at the tip of the wolf's cock. Bon purred while she brought her lips over the tip of his member to carefully suckle while her free paw cupped and took hold of his balls gingerly as if to cradle them with all of her affection.

At this point, she wanted to see if she was doing a good job and so she thought to look up to see the reactions of the fox and wolf rather than simply listening to their grunts and groans. As she tried to move, the gentle touch at the back of her head turned into a firm grip. Bon's progress in looking upward at her new masters had been halted by the paw at the back of her head keeping her down with her lips around the tip of the wolf's shaft. A small little flutter of curiosity and panic began to crawl through her before she let out a muffled gasp as her head was shoved down firmly. The doll's eyes grew wide and she made no move to resist as her tongue dragged along the bottom portion of the wolf's cock until the tip was at the back of her throat and her nose was kissing his crotch. Such a sudden and rough motion brought a jolt of fresh fear up and through her body. That type of force and intent was surely something that was beyond her orders and instructions. She understood that her master had told her to please them but the guests had also been told to treat the servants kindly and this seemed like anything kind. In her mouth, the wolf's cock pulsed and twitched as if to remind her that she should be giving service to the men surrounding her. If they were going to be brutal with her, like she feared, then perhaps she should pull away and ask that they think about what they've done. At the same time, she found it difficult to even think about struggling. Bon had to remember that this was just another part of service and that his violent actions had been more sudden than rough. It was just a little deepthroating, something that she could handle easily, something that any servant could handle easily. That thought brought a chill down her body that caused her eyes to shut slowly as she again asserted that this sort of rough play was something any doll like herself should be able to take and handle. Her master was always so sweet and so gentle with her but she understood that not every master was the same and that there were different tastes to cater to.

The doll steadied herself for the wolf's abuse of her mouth and began to move her tongue against and around the shaft pulsing inside of her maw as if to tease the wolf and let him know that she could handle his abuse. A chuckle from the wolf let her know that he had received her message loud and clear and the grip at the back of her head further tightened with those sharp claws poking against the material beneath her fur to let her know it was about to begin. Up and down he began to drag her head with the intent to pump his cock using her throat. The tongue at her rear and the cock at her paw were still tingling against her senses with every motion of both but the throbbing shaft pounding inside of her maw was all she could really focus on.

Bon had already prepared herself for the wolf's constant rutting of her mouth. Her body was durable and could handle the way he jolted his hips forward to bring every inch of his cock inside of her maw again and again as his balls kissed her chin with each thrust. What she had not expected, was the elation in her body that had suddenly come with going above and beyond what she had done. It was almost as if she could hear the Duke himself at the back of her mind whispering to her what a good girl she was and it drove her wild.

Surely she must have been imagining it but she suddenly heard his voice clearly commanding her, "Drop whatever little fear you might have dear pet of mine. You are my favorite and what these men can do should not give you any fear. Remember that I love you and would never let you fall into any harm, so please, allow yourself to sink into that precious and loving form I love so much. Let yourself transform into the pretty slut that has served me for so long and give these men what they want. A passive doll is just a toy, and you are more than just a toy."

More than just a toy? Her eyes closed and her body began to grow limp as those words continued to echo through her mind. Bon felt those words through every part of her body before the chill began to be wiped away by a growing heat that felt like a small forge had been turned on in her gut. Her eyes opened and she realized that the wolf was still thrusting wildly against her tongue. She felt his cock pulsing against her tongue and his desire pouring through every single movement. There was no more fear bubbling inside of her but a swelling and giggling happiness that caused her head to move just a little to help the process of getting off the man in her mouth. Those rounded pupils of hers had shifted and changed to little hearts as she felt herself growing excited rather than fearful of the men surrounding her. Bon's master had given her express instructions and she knew that he was watching right now so she had to do a good job and be a good girl. That forge inside of her grew hotter and hotter until it felt like burning excitement was dripping out of every part of her body. She smiled around the cock in her mouth and her paw took hold of the fox's shaft who had been idly grinding against her grip. She began to tug him tight and let out tiny muffled moans while rolling her hips back to the man who continued to lick and kiss her rear so lovingly. She should reward such a fine feline for his service and worship to her rear.

Bon's tail curled around the man's neck and squeezed ever so slightly and it seemed to do the trick. His tongue lashing seemed to double in frequency and intensity and his grip on her rear grew tighter as well. At her front, she could feel the bulge and swell of the wolf's knot growing at the base of his member. Rather than try to pull away as he shoved to her mouth, she pressed down firmly and opened her mouth wide to let the knot slip inside where she began to suckle on the entire thing. The wolf grunted and gasped in surprise, his cock twitching violently in her mouth as he began to let out rope after rope of hot cum. It drenched and stained her tongue, filling her maw until she had to swallow. She kept the smile on her face even as she felt that she might not be able to handle every single drop of cum that the wolf was providing her. The heat of his cum poured down her throat and slipped into her gut and when no more of that thick seed was produce his paw at the back of her head slid away.

Bon suckled on his cock a few more times before bringing her mouth up and off of his shaft to sigh happily, "Thank you for everything you've given me master. If there is anything else I can do for you, please let me know...But we're just starting yes?"

She took hold of the still firm cock with her heart eyes looking up at the wolf with such love and desire. The wolf looked down at her with a small smile and quirk of the brow, perhaps amused by her sincerity, "Of course. My friends here need a chance to enjoy you too."

The doll sighed happily and leaned toward the fox to take the tip of his cock in her maw while she stroked the wolf gently. There was no more need for words or talk, there was only lust and desire to satisfy. At her rear, the large feline finally stopped his licking and pulled away from the tug of her tail to get up just enough to plant his barbed cock against her rear. She purred while dipping down all the way on the fox's cock so she could feel the tip pulsing against her throat and stifled a gasp as she felt the initial penetration of the feline's cock in her rear. Her soft hole parted easily for the feline and his hips pushed forward with a sudden intensity to fill her entire rear with his shaft. Bon could feel his trembling through his thrusting and through the hips slapping against her rear with every single thrust and it felt wonderful. All of their eyes were locked on her while she rolled her hips back to the feline and continued working on the cocks at her front. She suckled and dragged her tongue around the fox's shaft while stroking the canine member of the wolf that was still wet with warm synthetic spittle. The mixed heat of their bodies seemed to grow as the puppet took control of serving each man surrounding her with a sort of love and care.

Harder and harder the feline moved behind her as if he could actually breed her. The pleasure she felt from her rear being pounded was translated as a jubilee rising through her body making her happy beyond reason as she continued her work. Every thrust of the feline's was met by a shake of her own hips that came back to milk him. It wasn't long before she could feel the twitching of the feline's cock inside of her growing until they were quick little jolts of his member against her inner walls. She knew he was close along with the fox inside of her mouth but the fox's member seemed to grow rigid and still as he gripped onto the cushions as if he were trying to keep himself braced. Looking up at the fox, Bon could see that his eyes were clenched tight and he seemed to be trying so hard to hold his load back. When she pulled her lips away from the fox's cock, she gasped as she felt hot cum begin to fill her rear.

Bon purred while the heated seed of the feline stained her insides with such love that made her radiate with further warmth, "Dear guest of mine...Why won't you use my mouth? Is there something else you need to make you cum?"

The fox blinked down at her and shuddered at her words. His ears were folded back and he muttered something she could not hear but as she leaned in to hear more her body was suddenly taken and moved. She gasped as the shaft inside of her rear was pulled away so suddenly. The doll was brought onto her back between the fox and wolf while the feline wiped his cock on her stomach. He sighed happily and moved down to give her mouth a loving kiss before he slipped away to give someone else a turn. The wolf took his place between her legs and Bon looked over at the fox whose cock was still twitching so violently, and yet, he remained on the cushions without satisfying his shaft.

When she tried to open her mouth to say something to the poor dear, the wolf captured his mouth with her own and suddenly slammed the entire length of his shaft inside of her rear causing her to gasp and her toes to splay as the wolf began to roll and rock his hips like a mad animal in heat. A smile remained on her face widening as she felt the passion and hunger of the wolf above her. She sighed happily and brought her paws up to grab onto his arms to keep herself steady through his onslaught. Even if he used all of his strength right now, Bon could only feel the bliss of service and obedience right at this moment. The throbbing of his heated cock inside of her rear only sung praise through her body and she purred her pleasure as if to let him know that he was doing a good job in return. Whether it was the purring, or perhaps her body, the wolf began to use more of his strength to thrust inside of her, jolting her with every push of his hips. She was surprised as she felt his knot swelling at the base of his cock again. Part of her expected the wolf to last so much longer than this but questioning it would not only be rude but it would most likely invoke his ire.

The wolf continued to surprise her as he eventually knotted her without blowing his load. Her insides had been stretched to fit his fat cock and she purred and sighed happily as she felt the mixture of the feline's cum and the warmth of the wolf's shaft pulsing inside of her. She gasped as she felt the wolf tug back to yank his knot out of her rear which stretched to accommodate his sudden rough action before she found herself needing to tighten again around the wolf's knot as he slammed back inside. He continued doing this over and over again and each time it made her feel like her plush hole was about to be torn asunder. Bon did not whimper and she had no need to cry out because the only thing she felt was a bliss and pleasure at his ravaging of her body. She mewled and gasped more for him than anything else, purring as she kept her legs spread while he went at her with all of his aggression and passion. It was in the middle of that rhythm that the wolf's climax began with hot cum painting her insides joining the seed of the feline. Even as the guest atop of her finished, he was still grinding against her and grunting, his chest rising and falling.

He pulled out of her finally and planted a kiss on her nose before he moved away to take a seat on the cushions. It was her signal that he was finished with her and yet she remained lying there while she looked at the fox who seemed so shy. Their gazes locked together, the puppet wondering if she should ask if she could help with his arousal. Before she could open her mouth, he came to her with his cock in paw and he took hold of both of her ankles. She smiled happily and was about to spread her legs but the brought her ankles together so her feet were pressed side by side. A small shudder of humor and happiness rolled through her as she watched him press the tip of his cock to the soft pads of her feet. She sighed and watched as he pressed and thrust against them and then between her feet again and again. He took it slow at first and shut his eyes, refusing to look at her or his companions as he pushed. Bon only purred and watched with those same heart-shaped pupils that took in every single bit of praise and love that each person she served had given her and she gasped as cum fired off from the tip of the fox's cock all the way to her nose. She watched as he produced enough to dwarf the amount the feline and the wolf had poured inside of her, except this time he was painting her stomach and chest. It was a marvelous thing that replaced the smile on her face with a curious line as he pulled away just to let out one last burst against her feet. She was now thoroughly sticky and warm with the love of all three men who were now lounging near and around her, watching her with appreciation and dulled hunger in their eyes.

When she was certain they were done she purred, "Thank you for using me today. I hope you all will come back sometime...Or perhaps later in the evening, you will use me as well should you desire."

The rest of the festivities went well enough with Bon only needing to serve the men drink rather than their body. They complimented her which caused her to flush and giggle while she sat with them and entertained their egos more than anything else. When the party had finished, Bon retrieved her dress and cleaned herself at the nearest washroom before heading to her master's study. Inside, the room was dim with only a light at the back where her master stood with a book in paw. The large bear turned his head and smiled when he saw that Bon was there. She bowed before approaching just as he beckoned her and she purred as he took hold of her in his arms.

His words whispered in the air between them and in her mind, "Good girl. You did so well. Now...Rest...You've earned it."

Bon didn't feel tired but she leaned her head against his chest and shut her eyes, following the instructions of her master. He had used her to gain favor tonight and he had even urged her to drop all of her fears but she was willing to do so much more if only she could feel his love radiating through every word and touch forever. Even as her programming told her to calm and ease away from the lust and love of the evening, she felt a steady heat reminding her that she truly loved her master in every sense.