What's Worse Than Being Fired?

Story by Ash Cinder on SoFurry

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Who's ready for a new story, featuring FA: Stroh! In this one Ash get's called into his boss' office after getting caught slacking off at work, but instead of firing him, Mr. Stroh has something worse in mind for Ash. Unless Ash can complete his little orgasm denial challenge. What horrible fate could be in store for the coywolf? If you know anything about Stroh, you might have a good guess.

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What's Worse Than Getting Fired?

By: Ash Cinder

Featuring: Stroh

I knew my boss was going to call me into his office that week. My numbers just weren't up to the company's standard.

I opened the door to see Mr. Stroh, my wolverine boss, sitting at his desk, obviously expecting me.

"Good afternoon, Ash," he greeted me, "please, shut the door and have a seat."

I let out a sigh and slowly closed his office door before sitting down in front of his desk.

"I'm guessing this is about my numbers?" I asked.

"You'd guess right. You've failed to meet your quota two weeks in a row now."

I sighed and tried to work up my best apology.

"Sorry sir, I've just been trying to focus on all the little details of my work. In the future I'll try and do that while still being speedy and getting through all my--"

"Oh, Ash, you should know better than to lie to your employer."

"Lie?"

"You think I don't know the reason why you've fallen behind? I've seen you chatting on that hook up app Fathr, looking for sexy dads that'd be interested in you when you should be doing your work," he said with a devious look.

My disposition immediately changed. Shit, I thought, he really did know.

"If you're going to look for dates, don't be doing it on company time," he scolded.

"So, am I fired?" I asked, my ears folding back.

"Fired? No, no. Your punishment will be..." He paused and looked hard at me. "The usual..."

My eyes widened.

"N-No! Anything but that!" I begged. "Please, isn't there anything else I can do?"

He began to ponder.

"Well... you love dads so much, you would definitely say I'm a 'dad', yes?" He asked, patting his belly.

"Uh... yeah, I would..." Clearly seeing where this is going with this. "So, you want me to suck you off or something?"

"Of course not, that would be too easy. No, I want you to let me fuck you, and make sure your boss orgasms before you."

I gulped. That sounded like a hard challenge, but if there was a chance it would get me out of the usual punishment, then I guess I'd have to do it.

"A-Alright, I think I can manage that."

"Good boy, now get under my desk and start getting my cock wet," he ordered. "I've got one more employee to meet with after you, and then the real fun can begin."

I followed his directions and crawled underneath his desk, and saw to my surprise, his pants and underwear were already down, with him already sporting an erection! This motherfucker knew I'd accept, I thought to myself before I opened my muzzle and wrapped it around his shaft.

He let out a pleasured growl before buzzing his secretary.

"Mrs. Yuri, please send in the last one for the day."

As I sucked his cock, waiting for the next employee to show up, I decided that I was going to get some enjoyment out of this too. Let's see just how well Stroh could hide his o-face.

I heard his door open.

"Mr. Porteous, good afternoon," Stroh greeted.

I pushed myself forward and deepthroated his cock. I heard him gasp, not expecting that. I kept myself quiet and moved my head back and forth, flicking my tongue against the tip. I felt his body twitch.

"Are you okay, sir?" Porteous asked.

I smiled, taking that as a sign that what I was doing was noticeable.

"Y-Yes... Hm, just remembering a joke from earlier. Ah! Now, I've called you in today to tell you that I'm giving you an EXTENSION on your presentation..."

I had sucked his cock really hard right then.

"Uh, okay, when do I need it done by?"

I teased his urethra with my tongue.

"EEK!"

He crossed his legs around my body and clutched the back of my head.

"Week! NEXT WEEK! Next week. Next week would be good..." He said with a nervous laugh.

There was an awkward silence, as he just sat there, squeezing the back of my head angrily, with me trying not to make any pained whines.

"Right..." Porteous said. "I can definitely have it done by next week, thanks for the extension Mr. S. Anything else, you need to tell me?"

"N-Nope. Nope. You can go now."

"Uh, alright, you have a good rest of the day, sir..."

Once I heard the sound of the door close, Stroh let out an angry growl before yanking me out from under the desk by my red mohawk and slammed me on the desk.

"Ow!" I yelped.

"So, you wanna be a wise ass, huh?" He growled, reaching for my pants and unbuttoning them. "You're going to have a sore ass by the time I'm done with you."

He yanked my pants and underwear off.

"Sure hope you like your dads rough, Cinder," he said with a laugh.

He ran his paw down my chest before pulling my legs apart and pushed the tip of his cock against my tailhole.

"Remember, you come before me, you get 'the usual'."

I gulped.

"Daddy..." I whimpered.

"Call me whatever you want, son," he mocked with a smirk.

He shoved his musky underwear in my mouth to stifle any noise he knew I'd make before pulling me hard towards him and jamming his cock inside me. I let out a muffled scream as his fat cock stretched me wide without regard for comfort.

"Mmmm, what a tight boy!"

He started aggressively humping my ass while pulling my body towards his. Each thrust speared my prostate, I could already tell it was going to be hard for me to resist cumming if he kept that up.

I dug my claws into his desk and clawed it in frustration, trying to stifle my building orgasm while Mr. Stroh fucked me roughly. Pens and knickknacks were being pushed off his desk from his powerful thrusts.

"Yeah! You like that?" He growled. "You like your boss daddy making you his bitch?"

"Ah! Ungh! Oh! Ow!"

I couldn't even form a coherent response, he was fucking me so roughly I couldn't talk.

Suddenly we heard the door open.

"Mr. Stroh, I wanted to see if you--Oh god!"

He didn't break stride with his thrusts, angrily growling at her.

"Yuri! What have I told you about knocking?!"

I looked at her with wide eyes.

"I-I'm sorry, sir! I'll come back in a few minutes."

She ran back out, letting the door close behind her.

Stroh turned his attention back to me.

"How's that cock doing pup?"

He reached down and gently stroked it.

"Seems awfully twitchy," he teased with a grin.

"D-Dick!" I tried to insult.

"What's that?" He asked. "You want boss daddy to fuck you harder with his dick?"

Before I could say anything else in protest he slammed his hips into me and my cock squirted some pre onto his suit. I dragged my claws down the desk in agony, leaving marks as I struggled to suppress my release while my boss raped my ass.

He stared down at me with a demented grin, his hips slamming into me and shaking more office supplies off his desk.

"Think you can hold out, boy?" He asked mockingly.

"Ugh, go to--AH! Hell!" I growled.

My eyes started to tear up as I felt like my cock was about to shoot off my body. I couldn't take it anymore, this was torture, and I knew I wasn't going to make it, his stamina way outmatched mine. I guess I deserved this for pushing my luck so damn much!

I let out a loud whine and shot off a huge load, getting it all over my dress shirt and Mr. Stroh's tie. He gave me a fanged grin of victory before jamming his cock all the way in and filling me. He leaned forward and licked his lips, pressing his nose to mine.

"You lose," he teased.

"But... but..." I tried to say.

"And just for that little stunt under the desk, your punishment is going to last longer than I originally planned."

Before I could try and interject, he opened his maw wide and engulfed my head, clamping his jaws gently on my chest and upper back and pulling me up off his cock and into the air. I struggled as he grabbed my body with his strong paws and began pushing me down his throat.

"Wait! Stop!" I tried to cry out.

But anything I did was futile as the large wolverine forced my hips past his jaws. With one more push, my feet went into his mouth and I slid down his gullet, landing with a plop in his belly.

I heard him laugh deeply and felt him pat his belly.

"Let's see how you stew in there for a while," he said. "Be a good boy and don't kick around, and maybe you'll avoid getting digested."


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