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"He's going into the back," the goat said from above the wolf. "Let's go."

With a pull coming from his leash, Sleth had little choice but to comply. The gray wolf would have stood up. If he could. Instead, the lupine simply lowered his ears and grunted with effort to keep up with the goat when Summer, his 'trainer' and 'master', stood up to lead him across the large nightclub.

It was the damned bondage. Summer kept a slow pace, thankfully, but the wolf, having his arms and legs bound together, was forced to crawl on his knees and elbows behind the goat on all fours in the most pathetic of displays. Aside from the heavy leather belts keeping his limbs pressed together and useless, the wolf wore nothing else but the heavy leather collar with the leash attached around his neck.

The exposure made Sleth's face grow red. Maybe he shouldn't be ashamed. After all, the nightclub they were in was the single kinkiest place the wolf never imagined he would see. There were plenty of people wearing leather gear, rubber suits that were pretty much see-through, jockstraps and all sorts of clothing that could barely even be classified as such, for they concealed absolutely nothing. Worse yet, many of the awful place's patrons were like Summer. They carried one, two, or sometimes several 'pets' on leashes or worse forced to crawl around and degrade themselves for their pleasure. Some of those crazy bastards even seemed to enjoy it!

Not Sleth, though.

Still, the wolf had been 'trained' for too long and too hard to let it show. As Summer led him across the room towards the other end, the wolf kept his head low and did nothing to voice how much all the eyes that fell on him bothered him. The wolf kept his bushy tail low to hide himself. Hopefully, no one would see the black base of the plug Summer had inserted in him before they even arrived. Sleth sure as hell could feel it though, especially as he tried to crawl around. And that feeling translated directly into the second piece of 'cover' the wolf had.

His chastity cage.

The metal dome around his sheath wasn't as shiny as it had been over a year ago when it had been locked there. Sure, Summer had taken it out to clean it, albeit rarely, but the copious amount of precum and piss that went through it left it musky and smelling of wolf pretty quickly. Right there and then, despite the great amount of distress the wolf was suffering, his heavy balls swung back and forth between his legs, full and denied since longer than he could remember, and the plug inside his ass pressing against his prostate again and again had the wolf's canine member pushing hard against its still prison in an attempt to grow. If possible, Sleth was ashamed to admit that he would make the cage disappear and display his hard-on even in front of all of these people. He'd do anything to feel the wind on his dick again, to feel the whole of his length...

...But Sleth shook his head and focused on walking. Such thoughts plagued his mind more and more often, but he had already come to terms that it was better not to think about it.

The goat led him to a side door with the words "V.I.P." written crudely in it. Summer had little to hide his modesty either, wearing absolutely nothing save for a simple black shirt that, in fact, highlighted the rest of the goat's white fur left free and in full view beneath it. Unlike Sleth, however, the goat carried himself with all the confidence in the world even if his sheath and balls were on display for everyone to see.

The goat led him inside and closed the door behind them. The music of the bar and club was reduced to a distant thump and, inside the dark room, there was little more than a set of red, nice-looking couches surrounding a wooden central table. A place for people to have drinks in private, maybe? Given the nature of that club, Sleth gave the air a few sniffs and wrinkled his nose right away. For the canine's sensitive nose, the smell of sex couldn't be more obvious. It worried him.

"Hal!" Summer said, and only then the wolf noticed that there was indeed someone else in the room. A rabbit stood. His fur was plain white with his large ears and little round tail making his species obvious. Like most of the patrons of that hellish place, the rabbit too wore a leather harness on the top that left his chest pretty much bare and a pair of leather chaps on the bottom that thankfully covered him, though it seemed designed to make the considerable bulge in front of his pants stand out.

"Well I'll be damned. Summer? Didn't expect to see you here," the rabbit answered. Sleth saw he was smoking a cigarette, but put it down to grin in response to the goat. "Who said you could come into the V.I.P. rooms? Should I call security?"

The goat smiled in return. It took Sleth a second to realize the rabbit's tone was playful. His voice was rough and gruff, unlike what someone would expect from someone, well, of his size and species.

"And who let you in? Banging that slut that runs this club again or what?"

The response brought a burst of coarse laughter from the lapine. Summer stepped forward towards him and pulled the wolf to follow, which made Sleth grow increasingly nervous. They shook hands and exchanged a few more rough pleasantries above him before the rabbit's eyes finally fell upon the wolf crawling at the goat's side. The rabbit brought his cigarette up to take a smoke while staring at him so intently that the wolf's eyes trailed down. He felt even more naked than he was.

"And who's this? I take it you're still working as a trainer. Always had the eye for those damn predators, haven't you?" the rabbit chuckled.

"Sure thing," Summer answered quite casually. "Though I'll tell you, I've found that llamas also look fantastic with their necks sticking out of a set of stocks."

That brought another bout of laughter from the rabbit, who finally threw himself back on the couch before taking another smoke.

"Always nice chattin' with you, Summer, but if you got business you better make it quick. I've got an... appointment comin' in soon and I sure as hell don't wanna miss it."

"Of course, of course," the goat continued. "My business is quick enough. You see, I signed up my pup here for the pet show we're having here tonight and a little bird told me you're gonna be one of the judges..."

Summer left the suggestive insinuation floating in the air. The rabbit puffed out a cloud of smoke before he looked up at the goat and opened a new grin.

"And you think you can come over here and butter me up before the show? That it?" The rabbit chuckled instead of sounding mad or outraged. His eyes trailed down to the wolf with a renewed interest that scared Sleth. His ears folded back.

When Summer had told him earlier that day that he was going to participate in a 'pet show', the wolf hadn't known what to expect. As a normal person, the first thing that came to his mind was one of those shows where people took their feral dogs to have them perform tricks, but though Summer did treat him like a feral dog in almost all regards, surely he wouldn't take him somewhere like that? A small part of Sleth had wished he would. Then maybe the wolf could scream for help and get away somehow...

"What? I wouldn't dream of doing that," Summer responded in the same suggestive tome. "I just wanted to show you what a good pup my little dog here is. You know, just in case you don't get a chance to see it very well when you're sitting all the way up there at the judges' table..."

Sleth didn't like what was happening. He liked it even less when Summer gave his leash a little tug.

"Go on, pup. Give your new friend a greeting."

Though the goat was all smiles, Sleth recognized the firmness of his tone right away. The wolf's ears flew back and he glanced up at Summer with reluctant eyes, then looked at the rabbit again. Summer knew damn well he hated doing these humiliating things to strangers. Yet, it was far from Sleth to even think about disobeying...

The wolf crawled forward. He made his way between the sitting rabbit's legs, who seemed glad to spread them, then touched the tip of his lupine nose right against the bulge of the rabbit's crotch and sniffed in a loud manner to make it obvious. The musky smell bothered the wolf, as it always did. Then, Sleth brought his canine tongue forward to give the rabbit's bulge just a little lick as a 'greeting', just as Summer had trained him to do.

"Well, that's a nice greetin'!" the rabbit laughed again in that deep voice of his. The lapine's hand came down to scratch and ruffle the wolf's headfur, but it was in such a rough way that it hurt more than it felt good. The wolf let him, though, of course.

"I like the golden toering touch over at his paws," the rabbit continued, nodding towards the wolf's feet forced to be up in the air behind him by his position, "but I'm actually surprised to see him move around so freely. Maybe you're startin' to grow soft, Summer."

"Oh, he's plenty locked up," the goat said as if that was the most casual of topics. The goat made a spinning motion with a finger that the wolf understood right away. On the ground, Sleth pretty much threw himself to the side, which was the only way of 'rolling over' he had with his limbs bound like that. Lying on his back on the ground the wolf felt more exposed than ever. Especially since every eye in the room fell down over his chastity cage.

The rabbit actually brought a foot up to toy with the cage. The wolf held back from whining, not liking the way that stranger rubbed his large foot against his locked sheath and balls.

"Hmm, not bad. How long?"

"Little over a year now and still going strong. This one actually has one of his three keys intact! Don't you, pup? Don't you?" The last words were said in a diminutive cooing voice. Sleth knew what he had to do in response, but he still hesitated for a second before he did it.

"Woof!" the wolf barked in a forced way. His face grew hotter again.

"Not bad indeed. Either he's a very fuckin' wimpy wolf or you trained 'im pretty well. Maybe both." The rabbit just laughed again. Sleth noticed how the lapine's paw started pressing harder against his balls as it rubbed against them. The rabbit licked his lips staring down at the wolf who pressed his ears further down against his head, then put more pressure on his foot.

Sleth grunted. The rabbit didn't stop and soon the pain of his nuts getting crushed under his feet had him holding back from whimpering. With urgency, the wolf looked up at Summer, but the goat just stood there looking at him as well. The rabbit put more and more pressure until the wolf's nuts were starting to get flat against his own body. Pain irradiated from them and Sleth closed his eyes. He was about to scream-

And the rabbit took his foot away.

"Yep, not bad. Though I'm goin' with the wimpy theory," the rabbit chuckled.

"Wimpy or not, you know as well as I do that canine tongues are the best around a dick. Care to try some? For old times' sake?" As the goat offered that, Sleth was still seeing stars on the ground. The wolf was pretty much limp when Summer came close to reach down and grab him by the collar to lift him up. Sleth choked a little as he was carried by his neck until he got placed upright over the large wooden center table, facing the rabbit.

"Hmmm... Suppose I could go for some warming up before my 'appointment' gets here..."

The wolf's eyes widened. The rabbit undid two buttons at the waist of his leather pants and suddenly his half-hard, uncut cock jumped out of his exposed crotch. It was... significantly larger from what the wolf always imagined a rabbit's dick would be. Summer held him steady by the leash and brought Sleth closer to the edge of the table.

The wolf looked at the goat. Of all the things Summer had done so far, he had never made him do... that to some complete stranger! Bad enough that he had to do it for the goat! Summer looked like he noticed the panicked look the wolf was giving him and frowned down at the wolf. That alone made Sleth's heart start beating faster with fear.

"I need protection, though," the rabbit said. Sleth felt some measurement of relief even if it furthered his certainty on what was about to happen.

"It's alright, Hal. I assure you that he-"

The rabbit lifted his hand, though. "Nope. It's a rule. Didn't you see what happened to poor Cooper? You always think it ain't gonna happen, but you never know."

The rabbit got up on one knee on the couch to reach for something behind it. Sleth couldn't see what it was, but what the rabbit brought forward was something completely different from what the wolf was expecting. His eyes widened again.

The rabbit started dusting off the dirtier-looking ring-gag Sleth had ever seen. It was made of black leather and metal, but the metal parts were stained with what was obviously dry remnants of cum that came from extended use. Even from afar the wolf's nose could pick up a disgusting scent of musk coming from it. To add insult to injury, the rabbit pulled up and spat on the thing, rubbing the spit around it in the poorest possible effort to clean it, then approached the wolf with it.

For the first time, Sleth retreated slightly. He looked at Summer in alarm.

"S-sir! Sir, I don't think I-" the wolf started knowing that he hadn't been allowed to speak. Summer's hand was lightning fast in coming to slap the wolf's muzzle so hard it stung.

"Bad pup!" the goat said. The rabbit, however, just laughed at the display.

"See? This is why we use protection. These wolves and their sharp teeth, you never know when they're gonna decide to grow the balls to do somethin'."

The rabbit nonchalantly leaned forward and approached Sleth with the disgusting ring-gag. Though the wolf wanted to retreat from it again, Summer's hands came to hold his head steady and the goat even used a finger to pull the wolf's jaw open. Against the goat, Sleth didn't dare fight back, so all he could do was groan with absolute distaste when he felt that gag shoved past his sharp canines, pushed into his maw and strapped around the back of his head.

The rabbit then stood up. It was his paw that came to roughly grab the fur over the wolf's head in order to shove the canine's nose right against his rapidly growing junk.

"Heheh... got somethin' else for you to greet, pup," the rabbit said. He then went straight to placing his hardening length right over the wolf's exposed tongue given how his maw was held open. The rabbit held his head straight, then slid his cock further into the wolf's maw to let it continue to harden inside the warm muzzle.

"Go rough. He's used to it." The goat sounded almost proud when he said that. Sleth just glanced at the goat with his fearful eyes. The first punishment for speaking up, the wolf was sure.

"My pleasure," the rabbit said, then he jutted his hips forward to sink the last inches of his now hard cock straight into the wolf's muzzle. With his nose hard-pressed against the rabbit's pubic fur, Sleth couldn't help but gag.

It was true that he had taken Summer's cock into his throat more times than he could count, not to mention toys and other things, but none of them shoved themselves quite as fast and perhaps quite as deep into his throat as the rabbit's impressive member did. The wolf's eyes watered, but instead of pulling back when he gagged, the rabbit let out a groan of pleasure. As if he enjoyed the way the wolf's throat contracted and tightened around the tip of his member.

With the rabbit down so deep, there was no way to pull in air. The wolf wheezed and tried to breathe in even if he felt the rabbit's pubic fur tickling his nose when he did it, but the tiny amount of air that managed to work its way through the rabbit's cock was not nearly enough.

A few seconds passed. The wolf held himself together with discipline as far as he could, but as his lungs started burning and begging for air, he tried to pull back. The rabbit didn't let him, gripping his fur harder. When the wolf looked up to him to give him a pleading look with those wet eyes, he saw the rabbit staring down at him with a large grin.

The wolf was held like that for a good extra ten seconds before the rabbit finally pulled back.

Sleth gasped for air even if half the lapine's cock was still inside his muzzle. His masculine musk filled the wolf's nose to the brim, enough to add more water to his almost crying eyes, but the wolf was able to ignore that just for the blessing of getting to breathe again.

"He's fun," the rabbit said. "Want to join in too? For old times' sake, as you said?"

The wolf was still too busy recovering his breath to properly ponder about the implications of the proposal. It was only when he saw that Summer was standing behind him at the other edge of the table that he tried to look back. The rabbit didn't let him.

"I think it'd be impolite to refuse," the goat replied. When Sleth felt Summer's grip on his hips, the way the goat pulled his tail up, he already knew what was going to happen.

The rabbit resumed his work. He plunged himself deep into the wolf's throat again, but this time instead of holding down and blocking the wolf's breathing, he started thrusting. The rabbit was actively fucking the wolf's maw and throat, shoving himself deep each time while Sleth struggled to breathe in during the short intervals the rabbit pulled out.

At the same time, the wolf felt Summer grabbing the base of the plug stuck in his rear and pulling it out. When the rabbit saw that he let out a loud "hah!" of amusement. From that point onward, Sleth felt the familiar touch of Summer's fingers prying into his tailhole to lube him up with spit. The worst of lubricants. Before long, the wolf had to struggle to cope with breathing through the rabbit's continuous face-fucking and Summer's cock spearing into his backside.

The goat was not gentle.

When the rabbit saw how hard Summer started rocking the wolf, Sleth swore it was like they had started some sort of competition on who got to be rougher. The grip on his fur tightened to painful levels and the rabbit's thrusts became wider. That gave him more time to breathe between them, but it also meant that each one went as deep into his throat as the rabbit could, making the wolf had to struggle not to gag again and again.

On the other end, Summer, still holding the wolf's leash, rolled it up in his hand again and again until it was so taut that the wolf's collar was almost digging into his skin. It forced Sleth to try to retreat and, in turn, push back against the cock pounding his butt with full force again and again.

Both males huffed and grunted above him. In the end, it was the rabbit's cock that started throbbing first.

"F-ffuck..." came the curse from above. Sleth could feel how that thick cock started pulsing along with the thrusts right over his tongue. Though the wolf usually managed to prepare himself for such things, this time he was still struggling hard to breathe and catch on on his need for air.

Thus, when the first pulse of heavy rabbit cum came deep into his throat, Sleth didn't swallow it right away. A gurgling sound came as the cum filled up and came back up, filling his maw as the second and third heavy pumps of seed filled his maw and throat. Some of the cum went up the wrong way, making Sleth close his wet eyes and wheeze as cum came pouring down his canine nose as hard as it drooled down the sides of his maw. Finally, the rabbit pulled back his cumming cock enough for him to swallow, gulping down a heavy mouthful of the thick seed before coughing up as more and more of it came to fill up his maw.

The rabbit still laughed above him. As his cock shot out the last jets of seed the lapine pulled back, letting it sit and ooze the thick seed right over the wolf's already overfilled maw before slowly retreating his cock until the last drops fell over the wolf's lips. Cum dripped over the front and sides of the wolf's muzzle with him unable to close it due to the ring gag. Sleth still struggled to breathe, wheezing and snorting cum that still dripped from his nose to such a degree that even small bubbles of it formed over one of his nostrils.

All of that while the wolf was still trying to deal with the goat fucking him hard. Noticing the rabbit had let go of the wolf's head, Summer pulled back on his leash even harder to force him back against his thrusting cock.

Panting hard and barely breathing, Sleth barely noticed how the rabbit had pulled up his phone and held it right against his face to take a picture of him with copious amounts of cum still drooling down from his maw while he panted and gasped from the way the goat fucked him.

"Just a little thing to remember the pup by," the rabbit said. Summer didn't seem to be paying attention. From experience, Sleth could tell the goat was close, and sure enough, it wasn't long before his other end was filled with cum just as well. Summer held back on the moaning, but the wolf could feel every warm wave of spunk that filled his rear before the goat finally pulled back to let it drip down the back of the wolf's balls.

Sleth was left panting. As always, any semblance of pleasure from the sexual adventure was denied him. No matter how rough it had been, the wolf's cock was straining hard against his chastity cage under him, but neither males paid it any mind at all.

"Good pup," the rabbit said, petting his head. "I'll remember how nice your tongue felt when I judge your tricks later on. Promise."

Sleth was too busy trying to get the cum out of his nose to pay it much attention. Suddenly, the goat's hand came to force the wolf's head down until his nose was pressed against the small pool of cum he had let drip down from his muzzle.

"Clean it up, pup. Hal here has an appointment, so we gotta get going."

The rabbit sat back against the couch with a sigh of relaxation, not even bothering to cover his spent cock. He pulled out another cigarette and started smoking idly again. Summer held the wolf's head down until Sleth forced his cum-filled tongue to lap at the table, picking up even more cum that he was still struggling to swallow. The goat didn't let go until the wolf was actively lapping to clean up.

"And hurry up! We got four more judges to visit before the show."