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Tommy murmured through the comm line, shushing Alex. "We'll get there, boy.. Ohh.. that feels so nice.. You have the perfect rear for this toy, wolfy.." As he held the dildo pressed far up, with just the knotted part outside, he stroked himself more quickly and slid the sheath back down to put his thumb and finger behind the knot, tugging in a jerky fashion to encourage a climax in the wolf body.

Alex just felt the spread in his rear, not minding the buzzing and blurred comms window as he too was concentrated on the oncoming climax. The pain in his rump was muted by the client's feedback and soothing words, and as the fingers clamped down under the knot, he -- or his body -- spurted out seed up over his belly fur, a warm sensation of pleasure spreading throughout the wolf's mind. He was far from observant of the little icon flashing to the side, so engrossed in the sharp orgasm he experienced as he was finally allowed to jet seed up over his belly and chest.

* * *

As Alex finished stroking himself Tommy gave a happy grin, both for the sweet jerk-off inside a furry wolf body, also because he had also completed the app side-load while Alex was too busy to notice. Perfect. There had been a security update deployed, but some people always procrastinated. First he rooted the system, and killed the update service, both protecting his backdoor, and to make the annoying 'upgrade now!' icon go away.

Alex was recovering from the pawing off, but still under his client's control, so he could only feel his body being moved to press the toy fully up inside his rump, mini knot and all, during the short time that the wolf was relaxed during climaxing. It was only a minor discomfort, and once it was inside, while filling, it did not hurt. He did not notice the blinking reminder being gone.

Tommy pawed at his puppet wolf's chest and licked up some seed, grinning widely as he did, both because of the taste of the sweet boy, and from the joy of having taken over the implant firmware. He talked casually to Alex over the link, "You taste good, pup. I'll be sure to use you a lot more. Want to go outside and have a little walk with me? ... While you have this toy stuck in you?"

He felt Alex's embarrassment and saw the wolf in the comm window blush when being teased. Whether Alex would agree or not was already in Tommy's hands. He felt like the boy was practically made to serve. Feeling the hesitation was just icing on the cake.

Tommy kept reassuring Alex with that friendly smile, grinning to himself but not letting the wolf body show any expression. "Yes, you'll like to wear this thing even as you go out. Now to find something to dress you up in so that it's not too visible."

Tommy the wolf then stepped off the bed, making sure to keep his rear clenched so that the plug would not fall out, while looking through Alex's room for something to wear. He put on a simple pair of underwear, covering them up with tight jeans. As he tugged the pants on and buttoned them at the waist, he then reached back to feel the solid base of the toy through the fabric. Just to try it on, he sat down at Alex's work table, feeling the dildo get pressed further up in the body and experiencing the wolf's muted blush. It was always so nice to introduce new feelings in his puppets and to get the reward of feeling their tingling embarrassment. The tight clothes would make sure that wherever he walked, the plug would shift and press to cause an awkward feeling. Tommy felt so rewarded from both the physical and emotional feedback he got from his wolf body.

He then picked up a t-shirt from Alex's drawers, sliding it on and feeling the fabric against fur. The clothing was loose enough to let the fur spread out inside and gave a tight looking exterior whilst not being uncomfortably small to wear.

Tommy felt ready to go outside, striding out with a purpose to his next location. The puppet body only felt the discomforting plug lodged far up its rump, but even the blushes and facial motions were now under control by the lion, feeding off the pet wolf's embarrassment.

* * *

As Alex wandered down the street from the campus to the roads of lesser repute, he heard Tommy sweet talking in his head. "Would you mind getting a little ear piercing? Just for me.. I am curious how it would feel in your body. I'll pay for it, of course. Just like you are reimbursed for all the drinks you got at parties when you were puppeted by someone else."

Alex hesitated, quite a bit, then sent an acknowledgement. "I.. I guess I could. I mean, if it looks too weird, I can just take it out, and the hole will be nearly invisible, right?"

The lion grinned back at him. "Oh, of course! I wouldn't dream of doing anything to you that would lose you as a puppet to me. You're far too adorable for that! Nodding, internally, the wolf kept walking towards a tattoo parlor. "If you say so.." he agreed, thinking mainly about how much he was paid for this single night of use.

Once inside the tattooist, Alex looked around for the reception desk and approached it. "Hello, ah... I'm here for an, um, piercing. Do you do that sort of thing?"

The receptionist smiled and nodded, "Certainly! We do all sorts of simple body mods here. What did you have in mind?"

Alex thought he said, "I would like to get my left ear pierced with a ring, please." As he spoke, his lips tingled, and he licked them to clear the sensation. Maybe his customer was drinking something?

"Well.. Sure thing. If that's what you want. Follow me, please. There will be a short wait as our artist finishes up his current client, but help yourself to some coffee while you wait."

Alex sat down on a couch with some random, several years old magazines on a coffee table, and a very up-to-date boasting book of the parlor's achievements. He looked through the pages idly while waiting for his turn. Some of them were interesting, but a few of them made him shudder. Soon enough, he was called up as the previous client, a nice big tiger, left sporting a permanent freeze-branded 'fur tattoo' that would bleach the fur strands in a pattern, much like the inverse of a fur-less human's tattoo.

"Here you go! Please have a seat, and if you think you would need a bit of calming sedatives for this particular procedure, do let us know," she said, leaving the wolf in the chair.

'Sedatives? For an ear piercing?' Alex thought to himself. The wolf shook his head though, and replied, "No, that's fine. I'll be alright just as it is."

The piercing artist nodded and set to work, helping Alex to spread his legs in the chair, starting to pull down the loose sweats and then the underwear to rest just under the wolf's balls, exposing the genitals. The big bulldog leaned over with sterilized hole-punchers in paw, and began to coax the wolf's sheath back. "Just relax, and this will be done in a moment."

Alex looked down, in the periphery of his vision, and started to say "W-what are you doing there? I said an ear!" But none of what he tried to say came out as words. Instead the wolf body remained still on the seat, looking very calm, as his body was taken over fully and relaxed.

Alex tried again over the comms, "Tell them they're making a mistake! It was my ear-- my--" When he felt the metal puncher pushing into the underside of his exposed tip, he winced and yelped over the link, "This isn't what he was supposed to do-- Tell him to stop! Please!"

The lion-human just smiled at him in the viewport. "Take it easy, wolf. Don't be so upset. You'll like this when it's done, I'm sure. For now, just enjoy the sensation."

At the sudden sharp sensation of the punch piercing through flesh, Alex tried to scream out, but he was silent. Tommy had full control of the body, and kept it calm and very still, like it was used to this treatment on a regular basis. The bastard had probably dialed the intensity down, so that the hard biting action that the wolf felt, was muted down to a tickle in Tommy's own groin.

Alex felt it all in stark reality, not having the luxury of the client to mute down his own body's input, and began to panic and tried to disconnect. He kept failing over and over, and in his disoriented state was only mildly thinking of it as a side effect of his predicament. Perhaps his distraction was causing the software to not acknowledge his wild commands? Several times the green affirmative bubble with 'Disconnect successful.' blinked up only to vanish again after less than a second, which only added to the wolf's distress. How could something go that wrong?

"Stop it!" Alex kept begging the interface, but as it had been disabled, nothing happened except for the taunting 'Disconnect successful.' message popping up every time he thought it, and still he could not abort or vocalize to the tattooist.

He could feel arousal, and pleasure, and realized the damned tiger was getting off on either his pain, helplessness, or both, leaving Alex to the real world experience of getting pierced.

Alex would have gritted his teeth if he could, as the piercing device bit a large hole in his penis. But as he could not, and thought he had to calm down for the interface to accept his commands again, he only suffered through the process. He was internally cringing and crying, while his body remained still and relaxed in the chair. All he could do was to hope that the pain would soon be over, and that it would be worth what the lion was paying him.

The punch popped out the other side, and then a heavy ring was slid through the opening. The tattooist dabbed some blood off the edges and applied some sort of topical cream that caused the pain to ease back into a dull tingle before letting Alex's shaft slip back inside its sheath. "There you go, that wasn't so bad, was it? You didn't even flinch! Pretty hard-core, I must say. Recommend us to your pals, and enjoy your new toy! Leave the cream on for at least two hours before you.. Well, before you start to examine it," the tattooist said with a smile, letting the wolf get off the chair.

Tommy wandered Alex's body over to the counter to pay for the treatment, smiling at the pretty cheetah girl, then turning to go outside. Meanwhile, inside his mind, Alex felt pangs of pain and panic all jumbled together. "Disconnect.. Disconnect.."

"Shush in there, wolf," said the lion's voice on the view screen, "I'm taking you for a nice night on the town, like I paid for, and I won't have you whining about every little thing I do. Got it?"

Alex would be wide eyed if he could, staring at the lion's face in the display. "You.. you planned this! Get out of my head!" he demanded.

The lion's voice came back to him, "You're mine for the night, as we agreed. The whole night. And if you don't stop whimpering, I'll just mute you while I use your body however I like. Your choice."

Alex shut up, as his body was walked down the street towards a club. He couldn't read the name out of his peripheral vision, but saw the sign pointing in above the door; a large humanoid/morph outline in neon, blinking in three shades of red. The top part was bright, a head with the outline of a typical leather cap. Gradually along the neon body, the colors turned darker in the midsection where the image of a whip was held. Finally at the bottom, the red was almost a dark purple glow, close to being a blacklight, where the shape's outlined feet and the trailing end of the whip rested just above the entrance. He was now certain that he had been hacked, but had no idea how it could have happened. Still, Alex was aware enough to know that if he shut up now, he might at least be able to beg, or reason with, his controller.

* * *

The Long Night

As Alex entered the club, pulling the heavy door open and hearing it close with a dull thud behind him - for effect, no doubt. He passed a short hallway before getting into the club-space proper. It had a soft light and a suitably dark themed interior in mostly black and red. The people he saw in there were, as far as he could tell, a fairly even mix of furries, scalies and humans. Most of the patrons wore what he could have imagined such a place to have, leather pants for the humans, and a more opened up chap type wear for the furries to let the fur and tail stick out comfortably. It was almost like a stereotype to see the difference in those wearing a leather cap and jacket or upper harness for the doms, and the submissives were more into full torso harnesses, collars, and wrist cuffs, regardless of species.

On one side of the room was a DJ setup, mixing tunes and keeping flashing lights going in the dance area with a number of gyrating patrons. Over on the other side the mood was much calmer at the bar, where what he thought of as 'owners' sat with their pets' leashes in their lap, sometimes with the sub on the stool next to them, sometimes the pet was waiting on the floor, getting the occasional rub on the head or snack and drink when their master felt like it. In all, that side was a more somber and relaxed appearance there compared to the wildly dancing rave crowd. On a couple of display pedestals were 'cages' with bars too far apart to actually hold someone in, but they had beings inside, acting like ferals. Whether it was for show courtesy of the club, or if they were put there by someone, Alex could not guess.

Alex approached the bar, and the bartender looked him over. "Hey there. I haven't seen you around. I'm Jacob," said the ursine behind the bar. "What can I get you?"

The wolf tried to order a plain club soda, only to be told there was a two drink minimum. Alex waved off the bartender's objection. "I came here by appointment to see Dave. I have the right address, I hope?" he added, emphasizing the phrasing in such a way as to sound mildly challenging.

Jacob, the bear, smiled back and nodded, "Yes.. I'll call him up from the back rooms. No need for you to get wasted before the fun starts, unless that's your thing."

Alex was more than a little uncomfortable, but his face remained interested and eager. What was this place really? He never would have come here on his own. But then, neither would he have gotten this heavy metal piercing that he could feel chafing inside his sheath.

"Nah, I'm fine," Alex heard himself say, "I want to experience it all." He gave Jacob a friendly smile back, and the bear simply nodded.

"Certainly. The customer is always right," Jacob replied. "Hang on for a second while I get him on the line."

The bear went to an analog intercom beside the cash register, and talked briefly. Many would consider such things archaic, but they were still used by people who preferred absolute privacy. He returned to Alex with the ice clinking glass of soda.

"Have a seat. He'll be right out to see to you."

Alex was grateful for being given something to drink. He felt very nervous, and dry in his throat. It was a small blessing that his controller did the relaxed customer routine and took his time sipping up the cold sparkling water.

Presently, a large cheetah came towards Alex from a thick door in the back of the room. The feline was more muscled and less like the lean runner's build that Alex--somewhat speciesist perhaps--associated cheetahs with. Dave was wearing a similar outfit to many of the patrons, a set of tight black pants to show off his legs, and just a pair of upper arm cuffs. They seemed to be decorative, but also informative. The left one had DMT, while the right one had BW on it. As an added bonus, it helped draw attention to the thick muscles underneath.

"Hey there, Alex," he said by way of introduction, and the wolf was horrified to hear his real name spoken where others could hear. "You came here for a bit of entertainment, right? I've got the main list of things that you sent me, and boy are you adventurous. Payment's cleared, so we're good to start, but would you like a little chat first? It's your time, after all," Dave grinned as he talked. "Out here we're just regular people. Wouldn't want to scare anyone out here once the fun really starts. You.. really don't look like you belong here, but that cutey innocent look suits you."

The wolf nodded in return and sat at a leisurely, relaxed pose. "Or maybe I don't want to dress up too much when clothes are going to drop in no time flat?" he responded, with a grin. Alex looked at the large feline and tried to pull back from that dominating presence. Not just called so because of the clothing and setting, but the cheetah was actually a smidge taller than the wolf as well.

Dave leaned on the bar, still standing. "It's good to know what you want, even if the list you sent me took some thinking over to see how much we can manage in one night. By the way, no offense if you're going for that sweet look, but you really _do_ look like you're new to this."

Alex gulped his soda down and left the glass. "I'm getting into some of these things now. It's your typical boring upbringing, now that I'm living on my own and have finished midterms.. Or have I done this before?" he said with just the tiniest bit of uppity smile. "Maybe I enjoy giving people the wrong impression, or maybe this only fantasy. You don't get all of my secrets. Not unless you force them out of me. If you think you can manage that just to satisfy your curiosity, cat."

The big cat grinned. "Well, we'll see just what you're made of. Shall we?" he said, motioning towards the back door. "Let's go into a more private room to begin with."

The two of them walked through the crowd towards the back. As they approached the door, Dave opened it up to let his client in. When it opened, Alex saw that the back had an extra four inches of padding to keep noises from the club from the private rooms, or maybe to keep the club from hearing what went on in back. As the door closed, there was near complete silence save for the dull thudding of the bass vibrating the whole building. The hallway had several doors on each side, spaced several yards apart, some with a red 'busy' light lit above the doors. Not a sound came from any of the rooms, even the busy ones.

"In here, if you will?" Dave motioned as he opened a door with the busy light on. "We have this room for the whole night."

As Alex entered, he saw - in great detail as his controller looked around - masses of rubber, leather straps, some things he didn't recognize, and others he didn't even want to know the usage of. They were neatly lined on benches, or hung up on the walls. A large, rubber-covered bed dominated the center of the room. The wolf shuddered and fought to exit again, only to have his HUD merrily tell him that he was disconnected and was back to "interactive mode", yet nothing changed.

"Before we begin, let's get the formalities out of the way. I'll have to check that you really want to do this, and that you are.. you. We could be in a lot of trouble if you were not, you understand?" Dave said, looking Alex in the eyes.

"Certainly," the wolf heard himself say, and worryingly, felt smugness across the connection. He saw a small notice about an incoming connection.

Dave said, "I'm username Dave756. Could you accept the view only connection prompt from me, please?"