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I love this house. Not only is it a beautiful old bay-and-gable style house with a cute little porch in front, but it is the place where I feel the most safe and the most loved. I can be myself here, really for the first time in my life, and I can be myself with four other beautiful, sexy, very queer furry creatures who share this space with me. These creatures whom I love deeply.

I finally make myself get off my butt to stand and stretch in our living room. As I stretch, I take time to look at the furniture we have. They're just objects, but they make me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. There's our soft, tan-coloured couch, comfortably big enough for three (or sometimes four of us if we squeeze together). Oftentimes, three of them would be seated there watching something on the TV or playing video games with me by their feet nestled in a ball. Other times, the three of them would be seated on the couch with one of their cocks in my muzzle as I paw-off the other two, who are eagerly waiting for their turn to get my warm, moist throat around their dicks. When this happens, Kay would typically sit in their armchair and watch me get used, with a smile on their face.

That of course leads us to the ottoman that came with Kay's armchair, which is in the middle of the living room now. It's used less as an ottoman and more as a surface for me to be tied to as I'm spit-roasted between two of them. Let's not forget about the padded bench or the sling over in the corner of the room, the latter of which remains stained with their loads from a play session two days ago. I was going to clean it up, but Lee told me not to. He likes to mark some of the objects in the house, such as myself.

Also, since you're probably wondering... instead of the ottoman, Kay uses my back to rest his feet upon.

I finish stretching and wipe some of the slobber off the side of my muzzle with my paw, as it's started to get a bit crusty. Lee loves to leave me in a mess, it turns him on a lot. He is a pretty messy cat, so it's my job as a good puppy to clean up after him, or clean up him... which I won't complain about. Despite just drinking down his cum ten minutes ago, I could use a little snack to fill me up a bit more until he can pump another load down my muzzle later tonight.

I wipe the last of the slobber off my face, and the bit of Lee's spit left by my eye, and lick my paw clean. I give it a bit of a sniff... jeez, I reek of dick. Absolutely perfect!

I make my way down our main floor hallway to our kitchen and notice a picture of the five of us together, smiling and hugging. I love those four so much, and feel really privileged and lucky to be able to live this life of mine. It's been a struggle to get here, but seeing the five of us there in that image together really puts it all in perspective. Even beyond the sex and kinky stuff we do, just to have these other beings around to relate with and hold and make me feel safe and appreciated... I truly couldn't think of anything else in my life that is more important then that.

I continue down the hallway and make my way into a much brighter room. It's painted a light yellow with an autumn-motif throughout. I love our very homey-looking kitchen, which is always well kept and is consistently the origin of some wonderful smells. One of my four housemates, Dash, is an amazing cook and loves to make delicious meals for us all. We all know the kitchen is his sanctuary, and we do our part to respect that. I do the dishes like a good pet, but he is pretty anal about stuff and goes above and beyond to keep the kitchen nice and clean and tidy. Well, pretty anal might be a bit of an understatement... he'' oftentimes grab my paws and hold them behind my back, then bend me over the kitchen island and knotfuck my tailhole with his girthy great dane cock until I'm screaming out his name. I know it's his kitchen though, so like the good puppy that I am, I make sure to tongue-clean any cum that gets on the cabinets or floor. He usually rewards me by filling my doggy dish with a tasty meal that he just made!

"Hnmmnnh"

I whimper. I'm so horny. I'm so, so, so fucking horny.

I remember why I came to the kitchen in the first place, despite my thoughts running away from me.

I open the fridge and riffle through the drawers for something to fill me up. I pick out a juicy looking gala apple from the crisper and munch into it. It brings back memories from a few weeks ago of lying in Dash's bed and being tied to him after a quick fuck. After he finished spurting his load in my abused hole, he reached over to his nightstand and took a bite of an apple, which he must have took from the fridge earlier. He collapsed his sweaty body on me and humped me a bit more while nibbling on my ear, and then proceeded to offer his apple to me, which I hungrily chomped on. After we finished eating everything but the core, he decided my ass wasn't full enough and fucked another load in me.

As this memory passed through my mind, I looked down to my paw and realized I had eaten the apple I was holding, core included! I guess I'm a really hungry puppy... I'm also a really horny puppy, who can't stop thinking of having a plump doggy dick tied deep within him. I wish Dash was here, I would pounce on him and ride his puppy maker until he filled me up.

Fill this bitch up with puppies, stud.

...

Maybe if I beg Kay, I can get one of their big dildos rammed in me while I'm being milked for being such a good boy?

In a horny haze, I make my way out of the kitchen and through the hallway. As I turn to start going upstairs, I look down at the railing. I start thinking of when Kay tied my paws to the banister and told my housemates to paw off into my muzzle, which was forced open with an O-shaped ring. Kay told them not to give me the satisfaction of having their cocks in my mouth, just to shoot their loads over my tongue and make a tally mark with their assigned permanent marker on the small part of my chest that was shaved to expose my skin. Kay ended up having to shave a larger area as Dash and Lee got pretty competitive over it... I was tied up for 36 hours, and the final tally was Lee - 16, Dash - 13, and Brene - 4. I was actually most surprised by Brene, only because it takes them forever to cum. I only remember the tally because Kay got it tattooed to the bottom of their foot-paw, which they make me tongue-clean regularly.

For winning the competition, Lee got to keep me for himself for the weekend. Dash was pretty crushed, but I think he was at least able to take his frustrations out on Brene's tailhole...

When the time came up, Kay smiled and gave me a sweet kiss on the forehead as they finished tying me belly-up to the frame of Lee's bed, and put a blindfold over my eyes. For Lee's part, he made sure he had no classes or tests that weekend, and he also made sure not to cum (or shower) for the entire week before... which must have been one of the hardest things he has ever had to do considering he couldn't go a day without cumming in my muzzle. It was all blur, I wish I remembered more of it... I heard afterwards that Lee only came out for water and food and treats, and seemingly every other waking second of that weekend was spent making his bed bounce against the wall. Dash kept reminding me that I smelled like leopard for the next two months, and that he had to fuck the cat out of me. Heh, those two. They love each other but they also have this hilarious little rivalry, it's very cute... and hot, because I'm the object that they compete over.

Lee teases me sometimes saying how he need to re-live that weekend again. I would really like that, as I don't remember too much about that weekend... but fuck, whenever I even think about it, it gets so painfully hard... fuck...

Maybe he can videotape it next time, and post it online?

...fuck...

Lost in my thoughts again, I'm throbbing in my cage. I love this house so much, but every inch of it reminds me of a past experience of being used. I really need to make my way to Kay's room and quick!

I scurry up the stairs, trying not to think too long about the time Dash chased after me for stealing one of his freshly-baked cookies, and then proceeded to pounce on top of me and force his bloated knot in me mid-way up the stairs. Or how Lee had me blow him on literally every single one of those steps, like some perverted game he was playing. Each time after he was done, he made me lick the spot where the sweat from his balls gathered as they were pressed against the hardwood floor. Fuck...

I get to the top and try to focus. Kay's room is to the left, just past the bathroom and Brene's room... both of which I try to keep out of my mind as they will get me even more worked up.

Try to focus on the little things. Like the burgundy paint on the walls - Lee's choice. Or that really cool lithograph that Brene did that's hanging in the hall. Or even the creaking of the floorboards under my feet as I walk through the upper level of this old house.

Creak.

Creak.

Creak.

Finally, I'm just outside of Kay's room.

...

Hmmm... maybe I should've thought of a plan...

Can I trick Kay? Fat chance... they are super clever and will see through anything that I try to come up with. If I beg enough, maybe they will let me cum. Or maybe they will punish me for even suggesting it, which will make me want to cum even more.

"Hnnnph"

I audibly whimper. This is the best and worst feeling...

"Hey Puppy"

I hear Kay call out. I stay silent.

"I said... hey puppy!"

Part of me is scared to go in, but I'm also excited to answer to anyone who calls me puppy!

I slowly open the door and see Kay in their desk chair, smiling over at me.

I want to cum sooooo badly... how am I going to get this sadistic coyote to unlock me....

"Why are you whimpering cutie."

Kay knows the answer, I can tell because they're looking right at my cage, which has my cock noticeably strained against it.

"Aww, are you feeling a little restricted puppy?"

I whimper and nod yes.

"Come here pup."

They turn around and take the keys off of their desk, which they use to unlock a drawer to their side. Kay reaches their hand in, and bulls out a puppy-bone shaped biscuit, and my key!!! OMFG!!!

"Woof, woof!" I bark in joy.

I run over, nearly knocking over a chair beside Kay's desk.

"Hehe, awww. Does someone want me to unlock them?"

I whimper loudly. "Woof, woof! Yes please, please!"

"Hehe, you're adorable puppy!"

I wag my tail emphatically, again almost knocking over a thermos sitting on their desk. "Woof!"

"You're so cute, you actually think I'm going to unlock you? That's adorable puppy!"

As their words hit me, I feel like I become frozen in place. My tail stops wagging and I stand there stiff, right in front of Kay. My expression goes from blissful joy to whimpering need in less then a second.

Kay reaches up with their paw and grabs a hold of my balls beneath my cage, giving them a very firm squeeze.

"Little. Puppy. Bitch."

I whimper. "Hnnnhnn, please..."

Kay squeezes them harder, and I moan loudly.

"What makes you think that you're anywhere close to being able to cum again?"

"Woof.. please"

"Please what?"

"Please master, I'll do anything. Just please, please let me cum. Please let me cum. I'm a good pu..."

Kay gives them a really hard squeeze and I moan mid-sentence, leaving me breathless. I can tell that they are loving this, the sadistic fucker.

"You don't get to decide if you're a good puppy. I do."

I try to catch my breath and adjust to the continued pressure on my balls. "Woof!"

"Now here's what's going to happen pup... first, you are going to take off my slippers, and then you will take off my socks, and then you will give my feet a good tongue-bath. Understand?"

My cock throbs at the very idea. "Woof!!!"

"Next, I'm going to take my dirty socks and stick them in your muzzle. You are going to suck on them and taste me until I tell you to stop." Kay reaches in their desk drawer again and pulls out a bottle of lube. "While your sucking my socks clean, you are going to lube up your fingers and play with your tail-hole while I watch, until I tell you to stop. Understand?"

"Woof!!!" As I bark out, some drool falls from the side of my mouth and lands on their shoulder. I'm salivating at the very idea.

"That's all I'm going to tell you about pup, but that is not all I am going to you. I'm going to be mean to you, and you are going to take it. You are going to take my torture and be thankful that I'm giving it to you. You will submit to me and take anything I do to you. Understand?"

I whimper again.

"Do you understand pup?"

"Woof!"

"Good. Now if you do what I say, and take everything I give to you, I promise that I will let you cum."

"WOOF!! WOOF!!"

I bark loudly, tears of joy forming in my eyes and a huge grin forming on my face. I look over at Kay and they are smiling widely too, albeit in a more mischievous manner.

"You're adorable puppy, I love you."

"Woof! I love you too master."

Kay winks at me as they let go of my balls and stand up from their chair to give me a big, warm hug. I hug them back tightly and lick their neck, which make them giggle. They reach over to grab the bone-shaped biscuit atop their desk and plop it in my mouth. I hungrily chomp it down, wagging my tail. I guess I was still hungry even after eating that apple.

"Hehe good puppy. Now get to work, these socks have been on my feet since yesterday morning and I've been waiting for you to come take them off."

Oh Kay, you sadistic coyote...