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"And what have we learned, Princess?" Akira asked, the komodo dragon tugging on the ropes on either side of his bitch. "If anything?"

"I...I shouldn't have...been teasing," the white-furred mouse whispered, blushing like the sun. "I didn't mean to -"

"You did."

"Okay, I did, but - but master, I was just...trying to see what you'd do..."

"No. You were trying to get dicked down in public, even if you weren't thinking about it. And that is the problem. You were not thinking. As a result, you will _not_be getting your dicking tonight."

Ashton - his Bitch and Princess - pouted, the mouse's head sagging down as the rest of his body was pulled up in the suspension sling. With his arms tied behind his back and his legs spread wide with a spreader bar and wires leading to the ceiling, the smaller rodent was quite helpless. Quite sexy, too, for all that he had been a bad little 'girl' throughout the day. Akira shook his head, pulling the ropes and wires one more time, leaving him well out of reach of anything, and quite high enough that oral was no longer a temptation or possibility.

As he turned, the other mouse that he shared the penthouse with - Ashton's father, Austin - bowed at the waist before continuing to all fours. He crawled across the carpet of the living room to nuzzle his nose beneath the komodo dragon's green, heavy balls, groaning as he breathed in and sniffed away. Akira nodded.

"Good."

"Mmmph..."

"Breathe."

"Mmmph...mmm..."

"Nnngh, not fair," Ashton muttered.

"If you don't want to be gagged, Bitch, you'll keep that mouth shut."

It was less of a threat and more of a tease. He would follow through, of course, but he knew that his little slut was more eager to be pushed around than he was to be indulged. As Ashton blushed further, shivering and likely throbbing in that little dinky cage that they'd picked out for the young mouse's cock, Akira turned his attention to the older mouse between his legs.

Unlike his son, Austin was a little bit heavier in the shoulders, thicker-set and more likely to put his rodent bulk to use. The scaly had seen him do it time and again during his day job in the office, and that was always interesting to watch. The lawyer was very good at looking bigger than he was.

Then again, he wasn't usually arguing a case against someone that had him by the balls.

"Good little Slave."

The heat of the mouse's cheeks against his sac was quite pleasant, and he smiled as he leaned against the sling. Ashton whimpered, but said nothing as the younger mouse watched his father bow and worship.

Lick, lick, lick went that eager tongue, tracing the letters that had long been tattooed into the komodo dragon's balls. O. B. E. Y. They instructed both of the rodents on the regular as to the proper behavior that was expected of both of them, and Austin in particular seemed to get off on being held down there.

"Lick. Up to my dicks, this time."

The older mouse shifted his oral attentions upwards, dragging his tongue in one long swipe up that little valley that marked the center of the sac, heading right for the space between the shafts above. The dual dicks that the komodo had hung down on either side of the mouse's muzzle, and he seemed quite enamored of the scent between them.

"Mmmph...mmm..."

"D-dad, is he...good?"

"Very good, son."

"Mmmph...I wanna be -"

"This is your final gag warning, Bitch."

"Mmmph..."

Normally, this would be the other way around. Normally, he would be giving all this attention to his little slut in the sling, but he'd been a bad boy around college. Tonight, his submissive little prime would have to watch as the secondary slut got put to use. No dick for the little mouse tonight; he'd have to watch as his master enjoyed time with the older one, instead.

It didn't take long for that soft licking to get his cocks rising, and less time for them to reach full size. The two green spires stood out over the older mouse, and continued to throb as he stepped back, taking his time to drag the mouse along, keeping the good little Slave's nose pressed right up against his sac. Each breath was filled with his rich pheromones, and the barely suppressed moans that were coming from the rodent were more than a little satisfying.

He sat down, extending one leg so that he could play with the metal cage wrapped around Slave's cock and balls. The mouse gasped, arching his back and thrusting his hips, but it was only a single motion before he whimpered in disappointment.

"That's right. You are what, Slave?"

"Caged. Caged and...and restrained...for you, Master."

"That's right."

"You own me, just like you own my son."

"And?"

"And I will behave for you, worship you, adore your perfect body."

It was an old litany, the sort of thing that they had established back when Akira had first found his way into the family. While both had submitted to him readily enough, his heart and affections had gone to Ashton, the son. Austin was more the rest of the package deal, and a welcome addition, but still...

Usually, he was on the side. And tonight, that meant that he was getting a bit of a withheld treat.

He chuckled, stroking the father's head as he looked back at the son. Ashton had the reddest cheeks that he had ever seen the mouse possess, and he was clearly shivering and panting with need. His hips bucked again and again, and his mouth worked soundlessly as he kept from letting out anything that'd end with him getting gagged, but he was so precious, so horny, so needy.

It was adorable.

It was perfect.

"Open."

Austin opened his mouth, and he looked Ashton right in the eyes as he slowly fed the older mouse one of his cocks. The raw need on his Bitch's face was just the sort of thing that any master loved to see...and knowing that he was showing off like this was just that much more of a tease for his libido.

Was it cuckolding? Not quite. There was nobody taking him away.

Was it cheating? Straying? Heh, almost. He was taking it away from his prime and giving it to someone else.

Was it fun? Oh, gods yes.

He heard the soft glukking noises that meant that he'd gone as far as he could with Austin's throat, and pulled back carefully. There was always a point in the older mouse's throat where he'd start gagging dangerously and violently, and it was important not to push it too far. He edged his dick past that point, slapping the wet shaft against the rodent's cheek.

"Bend over."

"Yes, master."

Austin was already turning as he spoke, and by the time the second word was out of his mouth, he was face-down, ass-up. His tail was up, his cheeks were parted, and his cock hung down in its cage, dripping away just as Ashton's was likely doing. Father and son with matching cock cages, and both of them with quite tight asses, just the way that he liked.

"I think your father will suit me quite well tonight," he said, rubbing his thumb along that pucker. "I think that he'll probably make me cum faster than you do, Bitch."

"Mmmph..."

"And you'll have to watch."

"Nnngh..."

"And hope that your loose little mess of a hole can tempt me back."

It would. It always did. But that was part of the fun of these sessions. He could say things that he didn't entirely mean just to push those buttons. Ashton always got into it more when he felt like he had to 'prove' himself, and that...well, that was more than welcome.

He pushed his cocks together, pressing the twin heads against the mouse's rump. Ashton's eyes were glued to his cocks, to the older mouse's hole, and he was gasping for breath as if he was the one getting fucked rather than his father. Akira looked up, watching, smirking, and then -

POP!

POP!

The two heads popped in one after the other, and Austin moaned out loud, huffing and hissing at the same time. He wasn't ready - but then, why would he be? He'd been giving oral service and no more for months. He hadn't been allowed to take it when his son was doing the job perfectly well. But tonight, he'd get a taste of the dicks that had claimed him way back when, and remind himself what it felt like to be used by them properly.

He slid off the couch, not quite falling to the floor but rather descending, and as he did, his dicks pushed further and further in. He didn't hide his own moans of pleasure, nor did he slow down as the mouse almost lost his ability to stay upright. Instead, he just grabbed those fuzzy hips and held tighter still, gliding deeper, deeper, deeper until his balls gently tapped against those swelling ones just behind the cock cage.

"There...that's all of them, Slave."

"Mmmph...thank you...master."

"Now...get ready to take it...hard."

The End