{"sf1_id":1383614,"sf2_id":"B1QDjZEn","title":"Bondage and Discipline 06","author":"KevinFoxboy","words":2786,"posted_at":"2018-11-01T19:55:00.000Z","tags":["Balls","Bondage","Chain","Cock","Collar","Dungeon","Fantasy","Fox","Fur-trim","Legal slavery","Naked","Pain","Public","Scrotum","Series","Sex toy","Sheath","Slave","Submission","Tiger","Tiglon","Training","Wolf","Wolverine","beating","brand","degrade","display","humiliate","master","mistress","parachute","slut","viewing"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1383614-bondage-and-discipline-06","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/B1QDjZEn","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/f2/1a/f21a9135-fd40-4054-8891-81e854454aa4","description":"#6 of BnD\n\nChapter 6 of another fantasy legal-slavery society from the slave's point of view.\n(c) 2010 Kevin Foxboy, all rights reserved.","content":"\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;Bondage and Discipline\u0026nbsp; 6) Punish with Pleasure\n\n\u0026nbsp;Actually I had something else in mind, another way to punish Ned and   \namuse the guard and guests. And I was allowed to rise to kneel, crawl to the   \npain table, and show them. Ned was gasping, from his fear of what I'd do to   \nhim next and what the guards had already done. He begged for punishment. He   \nstill thought he was a strong Wolf and could take whatever the guards dished   \nout.\n\n\u0026nbsp;In a way he was right, because he was slave as a legal punishment.   \nHe was technically the court's property, so if any guard or Mistress Monica   \nherself really injured him, they would themselves be made slave to pay for   \nproperty damage. So everyfur had to restrain themselves, even the slave Fox.   \nIn the old days a furr could just be captured, chained and beaten into sub-  \nmission; even tortured or killed. and there was no legal remedy.\n\n\u0026nbsp;But a slave \\*can\\* be punished, hurt so much he screams and begs for   \nthe most extreme degradation, just to make it stop. I intended to punish Ned   \nin a way that if he ever got the chance for revenge I wouldn't risk injury.   \nUnless you count forced orgasms and helpless gales of laughter.\n\n\u0026nbsp;What I did to Ned's helpless male Wolf flesh made him cringe and beg   \nto obey me as his Master. Me, a slave Fox! I began by gripping the long hind-  \npaw and ... tickling his toes! Fiddling with them, rubbing his blunt claws   \nand making him struggle to bend up and look at what I was doing to him. I   \npushed him back easily with my weight, even though I'm smaller than he is.\n\n\u0026nbsp;I forced Ned to helplessly endure my fingers rubbing the fur between   \nhis toes, fondling the bare calluses on his paws, tickling the underside of   \nhis long hindpaws. He kicked and struggled, helpless in the chains, and hurt   \nhimself on their cruel unforgiving grip. Then I did the same to his other   \nhindpaw, enjoying his gasps and the dread in his eyes.\n\n\u0026nbsp;Because you see, it really was a punishment. I wasn't doing Ned at   \nhis command, or even for mutual pleasure, I was just doing something \\*to\\*   \nhim. And before you start screaming \"Gay! Gay! the Fox is Gay!\" and tying   \nme to fences, remember I'm not touching Ned's sex organs, just feeling him   \nup a lot. So it's not sexual, so it's not \\*homo\\*sexual, so it cannot be gay.   \nLook it up in the frakkin dictionary.\n\n\u0026nbsp;Anyfur still readin'? My Master was gonna stop me writing, but Mis-  \ntress just giggled and he relented. Anyway, I was doing Ned the Wolf as he   \nlay chained to the Pain Table, and I was making him hurt himself thrashing   \naround while the guests watched. We were simply two slaves entertaining them.\n\n\u0026nbsp;I felt him up his hindpaws and headed for his ankles. Remember his   \nblack Wolf fur had been trimmed to humiliate him, and I took advantage. The   \ncoarse guard hairs had been sheared and the soft underfur was exposed. Ned   \nstruggled helplessly as his eyes widened in absolute terror.\n\n\u0026nbsp;Because he'd realised what I was gonna do. Punish him with pleasure.   \nAs my fingers closed on his left ankle, he actually howled and begged for   \nmercy. I said sure, I'd do him gentle. He wanted me to stop, please, but   \nhe was here for pain and I was ordered to provide it.\n\n\u0026nbsp;I felt Ned's left ankle through the trimmed fur around the chain cuff.   \nHe tried to buck and pull away, but he was held, and howled again as he only   \ndug the hard edge into his helpless flesh. I let him buck, to show him it   \ndidn't matter. Nothing he did could save him; all his Wolf strength was use-  \nless. Ned howled in misery.\n\n\u0026nbsp;If I'd been doing him for my own fun, I might have let him rest. But   \nthe guests had paid to see a slave punished, so I started Ned's right ankle,   \nfondling him from his paw up and around the heel a digitigrade predator holds   \noff the ground. I fondled, Ned bucked and hurt and howled. He was breathing   \nheavy, and I was glad somefur else was there. I was a sickie, and I wouldn't   \nhave stopped myself.\n\n\u0026nbsp;I'm not proud of what a beast I became, forgetting my sapience as I   \nfelt the Wolf. Rubbing him up, pushing the fur against the way it grew, run-  \nning my fingers through it and drawing patterns. His trimmed fur let me push   \nmy blunt claws down to the skin, and I was very careful I only tickled him.   \nNed was gasping, struggling to control himself, struggling to endure it but   \nfailing and hurting himself on the chains.\n\n\u0026nbsp;Tying him down all over would have been a mercy. Then he would only   \nstruggle against the ties, helplessly exhausting himself. As it was, he could   \nmove a bit, struggle until the cuffs stopped him. Digging into his flesh pain-  \nfully, but not sharp enough to cut the skin.\n\n\u0026nbsp;See, the cuffs had been designed very carefully to hurt but not cut.   \nIf you pushed back and forth, they might abrade the skin; but that trimmed   \nfur was in the way. It wouldn't protect against pain, just injury. So there   \nwouldn't be any marks which would reduce a furr's value at auction. No other   \nfurr would be able to tell how much Ned had suffered.\n\n\u0026nbsp;I was relentless, merciless, remorseless. I felt Ned's shins, slid   \naround his calves, began feeling his knees. That's bone, not muscle, and the   \nmerciless feeling of Ned slowed and let him relax. By this time he'd tired   \nhimself out struggling, and moaned helplessly. The Bengal guard put a paw on   \nmine to stop me, and I fell to the floor like a stone. Had I angered him?\n\n\u0026nbsp;But we just gave Ned time to regain his breath. See, that was part of   \nthe punishment, and I had to learn to spread it out. The furr body can only   \ntake so much stimulation; even pleasure begins to fade as the body can't make   \nthe nerves respond. Slow down, fox; you've got hours with Ned.\n\n\u0026nbsp;So I was made to learn another lesson of my slavery. I had thought   \nthe guards who punished me were hesitant; now I learned they were merciless,   \nforcing me to rest and regain sensitivity before doing me again. You see,   \nthe males punished me with pain; I'd learned punishment by pleasure from   \nMistress Monica.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\\*\n\n\u0026nbsp;So I kept on punishing Ned, doing him gentle. I saw his balls in their   \nparachute pull toward his body, I knew he desperately wanted to come. See,   \nwe're both Canids, and we all like lots of sex. Even the ladies who say they   \ndon't. Guys like it a lot anyway, and any inhibitions we'd had as freefurs was   \ntaken away with the training and drugs. Males were forced to restrain them-  \nselves, and females were forced to become sluts.\n\n\u0026nbsp;But our paws were chained in the night cages, so we couldn't fondle   \nourselves and get relief. And we were kept apart to avoid unauthorised, er,   \ntraining. Relief of any kind was carefully denied us, so our will to resist   \nwould be broken by our own body needs.\n\n\u0026nbsp;It's cruel and makes us learn we're animals who no longer control our   \nown bodies. I knew from, ahem, fondling myself at the guard's command when I   \nwould lose control, and I knew Ned had been drugged and denied relief. Now I   \ndid something I'll admit is gay. I crawled on top of Ned, grabbed his throb-  \nbing cock in my foxy snout, and sucked him off.\n\n\u0026nbsp;I'd done it for the guards on command, and I still don't care for   \ncocks. I much prefer licking ladyfurs, and drinking their pleasure. But I'd   \nbeen teasing Ned for quite awhile, and as I said we're both Canids, and both   \nslaves. I was frankly enjoying fondling the Wolf, I was getting hard, and I   \nwasn't thinking clearly. There was a stiffening cock near my mouth, and the   \nballs to power it. I just did what seemed right at the time.\n\n\u0026nbsp;Since I was on top of Ned, he was surprised. I think he was a closet   \nbisexual, because he didn't fight oral sex any more than he fought simple sub-  \nmission. I only held his legs and hips down, so he bucked his head, arms and   \nchest. It felt like a real accomplishment to make a male like my tongue.\n\n\u0026nbsp;I felt like I'd really forced Ned to lose control. My foxy snout's   \nlong enough to take males a bit bigger than me, so Wolfey-boy wasn't really   \na problem. I let him pound his hard meat deep down my throat and swallowed   \nhis salty hot seed. I'd been trained by Tigers and Bears to hold my breath.\n\n\u0026nbsp;The drugs I'd been forced to drink damaged my inhibitions, because   \nsome masters buy males to suck them. And do other gay things. I no longer   \njudge; if it feels good, do it. Nofur gets upset in the public parks seeing   \na freefur of any gender using a slave of any gender, any more than they mind   \nseeing the statues of nude slaves. It's just art.\n\n\u0026nbsp;But the Tiger guard really seemed to enjoy it, because I'd resisted   \nsucking him until he used my ears as reins, forcing me until my vision went   \ndark and I helplessly did whatever he demanded. Now he'd broken me so much   \nthat I sucked the slave to keep him from making a mess on the pain table.   \nAnd later, when I regained my mind, I was totally humiliated as all the   \nguards discussed my 'breakthrough'.\n\n\u0026nbsp;I was no longer a resisting slave. I had become a broken boy slut,   \nand it marked the end of my ability to refuse such acts. I still prefer   \nfemales, and I still pick them the few times I've been allowed a choice.   \nBut I no longer have the self-respect to resist pleasuring males.\n\n\u0026nbsp;When Ned finished, he expressed his surprise. I was a bit weak from   \nholding my breath, but I tried to dominate him some more, since he was chained   \nto the table. I tried to demand that he suck my cock, but it came out more   \nlike a question, and Ned giggled. He was submissive since I'd hurt him, and   \nhe was teasing as he said, \"Make me, Foxy!\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;I was still sitting on Ned, and it felt good to hold his warm body.   \nI looked at the guard and asked if the punishment was to continue, and he   \ngave me a ring gag. I immediately opened my mouth and stuck it in! The guard   \nlaughed so hard he had to hold the table, and I wanted to suck him. He was   \nstanding there at the right height for me to lie down, and I had my mouth   \nopen.\n\n\u0026nbsp;The audience got a big laugh too, and I think I got skill points added   \nto my record for the submission. I decided to make the most of it and tried to   \ntie the ring gag's leather straps, but of course it's designed so nofur can   \nreach behind his own head. So the guard helped me, and I helplessly rubbed his   \ncrotch. How else could a loosely-chained naked slave todd thank his master?\n\n\u0026nbsp;He gave me another ring and told me to gag the Wolf. Oh, of course,   \nMaster, my mistake; you wanted Ned gagged to begin with? I did him, and he'd   \nhad a chance to recover from his hard forced ejaculation. Remember Canids   \nrecover quickly. I was still sitting on him to hold him down, and moved my   \nhips purposely toward his mouth. I got up on my paws and knees, still holding   \nhim down and poked his muzzle meaningfully with my soft sausage.\n\n\u0026nbsp;Ned \\*had\\* recovered, because he was back to 'resistive slave'. He   \nrefused to open. I slapped him hard across the face, and grabbed his black   \nnose. He could either open his mouth and take my limp cock, or choke. Then   \nI reached behind me to poke his parachute, and the pain of the metal teeth   \nmade the choice for him.\n\n\u0026nbsp;Ned the black Wolf submitted to a mere slave Fox. He opened his mouth   \njust enough to slither his long pink tongue out and touch my cock. I wasn't   \nabout to allow him to be dainty, and I remembered the cruel Tiger guard   \ntraining me to suck cock. I grabbed Ned's ears and pulled!\n\n\u0026nbsp;Well, I was quite glad I'd ring-gagged Ned first, because his instinct   \nwas to bite down! He only hurt his soft mouth on the hard metal, and whimpered.   \nI stage-whispered, so the audience could hear, \"That's what a slave gets for   \ntrying to bite! Naughty Wolf!\n\n\u0026nbsp;I wasn't sure everyfur had twigged what was going on, because my fox-  \nflesh blocked the view. Of course Ned had been broken to the cock by cruel   \nguards too, and did what I commanded. I was a bit wet from the excitement   \nand he licked my sheath, then leaned up off the Pain Table a bit to lick   \naround me, up the side and where the skin touches the groin.\n\n\u0026nbsp;I was and still am a broken slutty boy. Every slave learns quickly   \nto take whatever pleasure is offered before it's taken away, and I took full   \nadvantage of Ned since the guard said it was OK to amuse the audience. I was   \nstill sitting on Ned, and wiggled my butt while my tail thrashed around.\n\n\u0026nbsp;I was stimulating Ned's fur-trimmed legs on purpose and riding him,   \nholding his ears and making him suck me. He was a ball-broken slave, not yet   \nslutty like me but I'd hurt him, and he wanted to protect himself. Even if   \nhe had to suck a slave.\n\n\u0026nbsp;My tail was thrashing wildly as it always did when I was trying to   \nrestrain myself, and Ned was getting hard again despite the ball restraint.   \nIf he kept it up very long, he'd get blueball; and I knew it quite well from   \nmy own training. I was very careful with the dungeon's property.\n\n\u0026nbsp;Again I ordered Ned to suck me off, and again he submitted as I pulled   \nhis ears. I could get very used to riding Wolfy-boy. By now my cock was fully   \nunsheathed, and my knot was engorged. I love a good suck as much as the next   \nmale, and Ned had become very attentive after I'd hurt him by tickling him.   \nI'd hurt Ned with pleasure.\n\n\u0026nbsp;As Ned's newly-talented tongue continued its exploration of my sheath,   \nhe started whimpering and moaning. I withdrew my knot, where it had felt \\*very\\*   \ngood in his mouth, to let him catch his breath. I slipped it around his muzzle,   \nteasing him with my trickle, and made him drink. Then the Tiger guard felt my   \nears and I murred loudly and leaned my head back.\n\n\u0026nbsp;I wanted his touch. He'd trained me one-on-one, and I do mean \\*on\\*;   \nremember I said I'd become a slutty boy? I was being done by the cock and by   \nthe ears, and I no longer had the self-respect to resist either pleasure. My   \ntail stopped thrashing and went completely straight and rigid as the world   \nstopped.\n\n\u0026nbsp;After a while I came back, remembered I was chained naked and sitting   \non a Wolf boy also chained naked. He was drinking the fox's hot white cum and   \nI was bouncing up and down on his chest. I think he was so very submissive  \nto a mere slave like me because his balls were hurting.\n\n\u0026nbsp;As I looked around I saw the audience's rapt attention. Even the lady-  \nfurs were leaning forward in their seats. And the viewing room was open to the   \npain room, just a grating of prison bars between slaves and freefurs. There   \nwas a definite scent of male and female musk, and I saw the Tiger's barbs.\n\n\u0026nbsp;So his cock was waking up too. He was so close to me, rubbing my ears   \nand being so strong, so \\*male\\* neither of us slaves could resist begging to   \nsuck. Ned had been punished into sucking me, so he was well on his way to his   \nown sluttiness. The Tiger laughed at his two slave boys.\n\n\u0026nbsp;It was time to give poor Ned a break, since he had shown himself to   \nbe broken. He was no longer fighting the chains of his slavery. He swallowed   \nmy cum like a good slut, then got a chance to rest his jaws and tongue. It   \nwas time for the fox to perform again.\n\n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"BnD","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1363912-bondage-and-discipline-05.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1433608-bondage-and-discipline-07.json"}}