A Master's Redemption Part 3
Douglas owned by carnifex264
Leon the husky belongs to me
Sequel to carnifex264's 'A Master's Betrayal'
To all the people who are affected by this chapter, I must say this; this isn't designed to hurt or bring back memories which you have suppressed if you suffered something like this. I merely do it because in some role plays I was placed in; I was put in a cell and beaten... I simply took the experience and made a story from it. I contemplated a lot about something that'll be more true to the character. If you are angry and distraught, send me a message bashing me, I will reply in kindness and in sympathy, I can only imagine it must have been very... very hard to cope with that exprience. I hope you do read and continue to read the next following parts.
I lay on my bed, looking up to the ceiling, covered in darkness while the moon shined through my window. Resting on my chest was Leon, smiling in his sleep. I kept forcing myself to not waking him. The lust in my chest was so uncontrollable... I didn't want to hurt him, not someone who I don't know yet shows so much care for me.
I remember after his kissed me, he simply submitted to anything I did to him, replying in moans and calling me 'master', screaming it even. I pushed off from me going onto all fours 'Do what you want with me... I am yours'. I moved myself behind him, grinding my sheath at his hole in the style of a feral. I rubbed his soft delicate sack, crafted for me... to have him for my own. 'Wet my cock boy' I ordered at him, laying back. He then in a sneaky fashion backed up showing his already revealed hole to me fully, while licking at my sheath. His tongue was so persuasive; he knew what he was doing. My cock burst from my sheath, groaning out in pleasure. He wiggled his tail, bringing my sight back on his hole, I pushed in a finger of my paw rubbing round his insides, he responded in a moan so loud, it rung for a few minutes. The same heartbeat from pulsated all round my body. He instinctively moved off me, my cock following closely to his hole, 'Master' he panted. 'Claim me as your own' he panted, so I gave what he wanted... I claimed him
I forced my cock deep into his hole, tight like he freshly made for my enjoyment. I forced my cock in and out of him, moaning with him as my cock was clenched by his cheeks. He was soon to be my own property, my knot forming just out of reach of his hole. 'Put it in me', so I did forcing it in how much he clenched on it... I leaned back howling as I filled his ass in my seed. I couldn't support myself up, falling onto his back. I felt him pant under me, licking frantically at my arm. I lick at his neck. Turned my head to the clock, 12:13 it said.
As I look at it now it reads 6:01. Shit... been awake this long... I really hope I pass out soon.
"Good morning" said Leon, smiling from above me while I woke up. He then looked the bed, my eyes following him. I saw a stack of meat waiting for me, with a cup of hot chocolate also.
"How sweet thank you" kissing his cheek gently while shuffling the food down to me.
"I got to tell you something" he looked at me, his eyes showing the hurt from yesterday. He set at the foot of the bed, somehow still feeling the dominance in my chest.
"When I was younger, round about 14 or 15... I was taken from my family to pay off debts" he looked down, in some way I saw the emotional spear that pierced his heart wounding him...
"I was made to be a pet, when I did something wrong they'd... attached me to the wall and rape me..." he gripped the bed cover with all his might, fighting back the tears.
"When they were drunk, they'd come for me while I was sleeping and fuck me" his voice became so emotional... I didn't know what to do; I must have been like those men.
"One night... they came for me... He forced me against the wall, threatening me with a gun while he was intoxicated... telling me to put a show on for him and his friends. I gripped the gun... I shot him..." While he talked, the images became real in my head that my sight of him was clouded by the imagination of this memory.
"I killed them... so I could live, I then found myself at the cafe which I now work at... the owner took me in, fed me, put me by the fire and stayed with me all night. I never saw such kindness, and that must have rubbed off on me..." the tears finally came out from his heart broken eyes; I pushed the tray aside crawling over to him. I embraced him in my arms, role reversing him... nursing me. Rocked him backwards and forwards, cradling the baby in my arms.
"I didn't mean for what happened last night..." I spoke out to him, lick his cheek trying to remove the tears from his cheeks.
"You became feral... like I did when I was recovering at the cafe" he buried his face into my chest, wrapping his arms round my waist. I licked his head like I was holding one of my pups, when he hurt his knee or he had a bad dream.
"I would always back in the corner if he brought someone home, whimpering and whining to not be raped... he was so kind to me, then he passed away leaving me the cafe" he nuzzle at my chest, forcing me to lay down then he curled into me. A new feeling began to engulf my chest, every touch on Leon's body... I felt abused and distraught... What is this power he has to do this, was this feeling what Dean felt. I curled my tail round him, while licking his forehead lovingly.
"I didn't mean to... do anything last night if it upset you..." I folded my ears back, licking his muzzle apologetically. He nuzzled back in return burying his face in my chest.
"You should eat Doug... You need it" he quickly slid the tray onto my lap, smiling up at me. He took the role-reversal and decided to use it to his advantage, so I submitted. Hours passed the day. I felt nostalgic in the fact that I was being cared for... When Dean first appeared, cooking the dinner. I suddenly came to a realisation from my memories when my hand was brushed upon by Leon.
He laid the table out, white sheet covering the wooden table with candles placed symmetrically opposite of each other. The plates and cutlery again symmetrical placed. By the time I stopped admiring his perfection I noticed the food he left out in front of me. Pick and mix of meat dinner... dips varying from the spicy to the sweetest and the meat the succulent meat of bacon, ham and chicken. Before my senses could touch the salted bacon or the succulent chicken, the offensive knocking on the door shook the house.
"Douglas!!! Open the door... Please!!!" cried a voice I longed to have heard once. I rushed up to the door in a craving fit.
"Doug... who is that?" asked Leon, following behind me. I wasn't expecting what happened next... I felt my heart get torn between two people.
"Doug... nice to see..." his voice trailed off, laying on my porch bloody and broken.
"Douglas... Who is he..?" nudged Leon, nuzzling at my side, looking down at the unexpected guest.
"Gabriel..."