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It's been a week since I met Gideon, or I suppose I should call him Master. Even in my own thoughts it feels odd to call him anything other than Master or Sir. Just thinking about him makes me rock hard, I think I've jacked off more times this week than I usually do in a month. Horny thoughts fueled solely by the thought of him and what happened that night.

I sit on my bed and push my underwear down, I grasp my already hard cock and start pumping. Images of Master's foot paw pressing my face into the floor flash through my mind as I do so. I start to imagine what life will be like once I actually start living there. I imagine him grabbing me by my collar from behind and forcing his huge wolven cock into me, knot and all. I don't know how big it really is, but from what I could tell from nuzzling it through his pants, it was pretty big.

I climax and clean myself up, putting my underwear and pants back on before I continue to pack. I'm supposed to go back to Master Gideon's house today. It's still a week before classes start, but my dad told me I ought to move in now and get used to living somewhere new. I haven't told him I'm moving in with Gideon. I don't think he would approve of me living with a man twice my age, he would definitely not approve of me getting railed by said man, especially when said man is one of his college friends.

I tried for a while to take Master's collar off, I saw in the mirror that there's a little padlock on it so it will be impossible to take it off without cutting it off, even then it's pretty thick leather so cutting it with scissors is a no go. Not that I want to take it off let alone damage it by doing so, but I really didn't want dad to see it, it's embarrassing as all hell.

Despite my best efforts to try to hide Masters collar by pulling my shirt's collar up over it I'm almost certain dad has seen it. Thankfully he hasn't commented on it, which saves me the embarrassment of making up some lame excuse as to why I'm wearing it. But in a way it almost feels worse that he hasn't said anything about it. I can't really describe why, it just does. I hope to god Master Gideon didn't tell him.

Master gave me his number before I left. We haven't texted much at all since, other than him asking if I got home okay. I wanted to text him before, but I remembered his rule about only speaking if spoken to. I don't know if something like that would apply over text, but I didn't want to chance it, until two days ago when I figured I had to let him know when I was going to come back. He had only responded with a slightly ominous sounding “I'll be waiting."

I finished packing and put everything in my car. Dad had made some lunch while I was doing that, so I go back inside to eat before I leave. Dad and I chat while we eat, and before long I'm back in my car ready to leave. I text Master that I'm on my way and it should take roughly an hour and a half before I get there. Dad comes out to say goodbye, making sure I didn't forget anything that I may need so I'm not forced to make a return trip.

I start the car, and just as I am about to start driving I hear my dad say

“Have fun with Gideon~"

I freeze up, and with wide eyes I turn slowly to look at my dad, but he is already walking back into the house. I quickly drive out of the driveway. Oh god, did Gideon tell my dad?! He must have! That must be why dad didn't ask about my collar! He already knew!! For the next hour and a half drive I just end up stewing in my own embarrassment, thinking of what else he told my dad….. Didn't he take videos? What if he sent them to him? Oh fuck.

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I eventually get to Master Gideons house and pull into his driveway. I get out of my car and as I'm about to shut the door, Master's garage door starts to open. I watch it open slowly, revealing Master standing in his garage next to his own car. He waves his paw in a beckoning motion.

“Pull your car in."

I do as he says and get back into my car to drive it into the garage. As soon as it's parked next to his own I hear the garage door slowly close behind me. Master walks up beside my car and peers into the back seat, then he walks next to my door and looks in at me.

“I assume your stuff is in the trunk? Open it, I'll help you unpack."

He walks over to the trunk as I find and push the button in my car to open it. I get out of my car after hearing the telltale clunk of the trunk opening and I walk back to stand beside Master who is already taking peeks into my bags, seeing which one holds what. As soon as he sees the one that holds my clothes he unzips it fully and turns to look at me.

“Take your clothes off and put them in the bag. Wouldn't want to break a rule right away would ya?" He winks then pats my cheek

“No Sir. I wouldn't." I blush as I feel him give my cheek a caress, his sharp claws gently glide along my skin as he does so.

“Good boy." He stops and takes a step back, waiting to watch me strip.

With a blush still burning on my face I begin to take my clothes off. One by one as I take them off I shove them into my bag, and once I am fully nude I stuff my underwear in and zip it back up. I turn around and see Master staring at my nude body with a grin plastered onto his muzzle.

“Mmm, looking good." He says, eyes still locked to my exposed body.

After a moment he looks back in the trunk, walks up to it and picks up as much as he can carry.

“Take the rest and follow me." He says as he begins to walk towards the door that leads into the house.

I quickly grab all my remaining stuff and close the trunk, closing it and walking quickly to catch up with him as he is already out of the garage. The door leads into the same hallway as his office and I look left and see him halfway down the hallway. I quickly catch up and walk behind him, the cool air of the house making my exposed body shiver slightly. He takes a left heading towards the direction of the front door but then takes a right and heads up the stairs. I follow him up, he takes a left once he reaches the top and walks into the second to last room in the hallway, as I follow him in I see him plop all my stuff onto a bed. This must be a guest room.

“Set your stuff there, then bring any bags that contain clothes over to the other side of the bed and we can put them in the closet." The big wolf walks over to the closet as he says this and opens it, he steps inside and flicks on a light.

“Yes Sir." I say and I bring over two bags filled with clothes over to the other side of the bed.

He comes back out of the walk-in closet with a bunch of clothes hangers in paw. He walks over to the bed and dumps them beside the bags I set aside.

“Start putting your shirts and pants on these and set them aside. Which bag has your socks and underwear in them?"

“This one Sir." I say patting the bag closest to him.

He walks over and picks it up bringing it into the closet. I begin to do as he says hanging my clothes onto the clothes hangers. After I'm about halfway done he comes out of the closet and begins to take the filled hangers in his paws and brings them into the closet. Once I finish I start helping, I take two hangers and bring them into the closet. It's on the small side, at least compared to what you would think of when you think of what a walk in closet looks like. It has two rods where the hangers hang from, one on either side with a dresser at the end of it in the middle. He must have put all my socks and underwear into that dresser as the empty bag sits on top of it.

I hang the two shirts I'm holding on the left side, as it seems he's putting the shirts on the left and the pants on the right. After a while of moving back and forth between the closet and the bed helping Master hang up my clothes, we finally finish.Master grabs a laundry basket from inside the closet and sets it down outside of it.

“Put your dirty clothes in here. Take off your shoes and throw your socks in as well."

I do as he commands, I take off my shoes then throw the clothes I took off in the garage into the basket as well as my socks. As I do this Master grabs my shoes and walks back into the closet, sets them down, then turns off the light and closes the door. He reaches up and grabs a key that was resting on top of the doorframe. He uses the key to lock the door to the closet then pockets it. I want to ask why he's locking it but hold myself back from speaking out of turn. He turns back around and notices me staring curiously then smiles.

“Oh, I just need to make sure you won't be naughty and wear clothes when you're not supposed to." Master says in a playfully condescending tone. “Don't worry though, when we go out and when your classes start I'll pick something suitable for you to wear." He glances at the remaining clutter on the bed. “But for now though, we got a whole week of quality time to spend together before your classes start, we can wait to unpack later." He smiles, walks over to the uncluttered part of the bed, sits down and pats his lap. “Come over here and sit on Master's lap, I want to play with my new toy."

I feel my face light ablaze with another blush and I tentatively walk over to Master, seeing a bulge pressing against his pants, begging to be let out. As soon as I get close enough to him he reaches out, turns me around and pulls me onto his lap. I feel his bulge grind against my ass and my own cock begins to harden. He wraps his left arm around my stomach and pulls me tight against him, while his right paw begins to caress my chest.

My head rests between his pecs and I can hear his steady heartbeat as his paw trails up to my neck. He caresses my collar then moves his paw up to my face and places his paw over my mouth. He tightens his grip on my mouth and pulls slightly, squishing my head into his pecs further. He starts using his left paw to slowly rub my abdomen as he thrusts and grinds his bulge against my rear end. One of his fingers pokes at the entrance of my mouth, forcing it's way past my lips but being blocked from fully entering by my teeth.

“Open." He growls out in a commanding tone.

I obey, parting my teeth and letting his big finger enter my mouth. He slowly moves it in and out, claw scraping gently across my tongue as he does so. Master then forces a second finger in, my mouth is just barely able to accommodate both of them, his fingers are so much bigger than my own. He swirls both his fingers around in my mouth, then he pulls them nearly all the way out before plunging them back into my mouth, then again, and again, and again, faster and faster each time.

His left paw stops rubbing and begins to trail down to my crotch. He ignores my cock completely, paw heading straight for my balls. He envelops them in his paw and starts to massage them slowly. After a few moments he begins to squeeze them just hard enough to feel uncomfortable. A groan escapes me, his fingers acting like a gag muffling the noise.

He suddenly takes his fingers out of my mouth completely, then wipes off his spit coated fingers on my cheek. At this point pre is heavily leaking from my own cock, dribbling down my shaft. After he deems his fingers sufficiently dry, he moves his right paw down and grips my cock, my pre dribbling onto his fingers and soaking in his fur. He moves his muzzle down right next to my ear.

“How long has it been since you last came? And how often do you do so?" He croons into my ear, squeezing my balls harder and giving my shaft a lazy pump as he speaks.

I groan out again in slight pain, pre leaking onto his fingers like a leaky faucet from all the attention I'm getting.

“J-Just an hour before I left Master. And this past week I've been doing it about 2-4 times a day." I wince out.

Upon hearing this, he squeezes my balls tightly and starts to pump my cock at a fast pace. I yelp from the sudden sharp pain his squeezes send through my body.

“That's quite often, Is pet being naughty when Master isn't around?" He growls into my ear.

“O-Oh, I…I didn't kno-."

“Shhhhhhhh." He shushes me, then increases the speed of his pumps. “Don't speak, just tell me when you're about to cum."

I nod against his chest in response. He continues to squeeze my balls and stroke my cock, all the while grinding his own bulge against my ass. After just a minute of this stimulation I can feel my orgasm coming.

“I'm g-going to cum Master." I whimper out

As soon as those words leave my mouth, Master lets go of my cock and squeezes my balls harder than ever. I yell out both pain and frustration at being denied an orgasm. On instinct my hand moves of its own accord towards my cock to try to finish myself off, but Master quickly grabs my wrist in his paw and pins it to my side, he uses his other paw to pin my other arm down as well for good measure.

“Tsk tsk tsk, no touching pet."

He holds me tightly, making sure my hands don't wander again. After a minute without stimulation my erection starts to go down again, at which point he loosens his grip on me. He uses two fingers on right paw to stroke along the underside of my semi-hard shaft. It glides from shaft to tip, collecting my pre on his fingertips and I shudder at his slight touch. He brings both fingers up in front of my mouth but doesn't try to push them in.

“Clean up your mess pet." He growls in my ear.

After a moment he still doesnt push them in, so I lean my head forward and slowly lap at his fingertips, tasting the slight saltiness of my own pre. I lean forward further to take his fingers into my mouth as if they were a cock. I begin to suckle on them, tasting some of my pre that and seeped into his fingers fur earlier. As soon as I start to really get into it he suddenly pulls my head back to his chest, pulling his fingers out of my mouth in the process. He uses my face to wipe my spit off his fingers again.

“Good slut." He says

He pulls out a blindfold from his pocket and wraps it around my head, blocking my vision. He grinds his bulge against my backside one last time before he lifts me off of him and sets me down beside him on the bed. He pushes me down onto my back and pats my chest as I feel his weight leave the bed.

“I'll be right back with a little gift for you. Stay still, and no touching that little cock of yours." He lightly slaps my cock as he says that last part, then I hear him pad out of the room and chuckle lightly.

My cock starts to stiffen again and I squirm a little, wishing I could finish myself off. But Master's order's keep my arms by my sides as if he were here pinning them down himself. I wait in anticipation for a few minutes, wondering how long it will take for Master to get back. All of the sudden I feel something push against my cock and as it does I yelp in surprise and slight pain as an icy chill radiates out from the object and into my cock. My cock shrinks completely from the cold and I feel the object get pulled away and another cold metallic object gets slid around my cock and under my balls. I hear some clinking, then the telltale click of a lock.

“There, doesn't that look pretty on you pet?." I hear Master's voice say.

My cock throbs when hearing Master's voice but It's blocked from getting hard by the metallic object around it. He put a chastity cage on me! I then hear the noise of a camera taking a picture. I hear a zipper being opened, and then the shuffling of clothes. After the noises stop I feel something big, hot and slimy rub up against my cage. It rubs against me for a moment, grinding against my cage. Then I feel it move beside the cage and sit against my thigh. It stays still and after a moment I hear the camera take another picture, then the hot slimy thing I assume to be Masters cock pulls away.

I feel paws grab my sides, then I feel weightless for a moment as I'm lifted upwards then slung over Master's shoulders. I grunt and grip into his back to try to steady myself, and I feel that he has his shirt off. I bury my nose into his fur and take a deep inhale, he smells like the cigars he smokes, mixed with his own manly musk. I feel him start to walk, he takes a turn, then after a moment he stops to open a door. He begins to walk again, at a much slower pace as I feel him start to grope my ass. He swirls a finger around my pucker and starts to poke it, not really trying to penetrate but just … well, poking around.

Master stops playing then stops walking. I feel him lift me again then he plops me down onto what feels like a different bed. He turns me around and pushes me down onto my back, my head dangling off the end of the bed, I can feel a heat radiating above me. He moves to his right and grabs my left wrist, pulling it to the corner of the bed and wrapping something leather around it. He moves over to my other wrist, pulls it to the other corner and wraps the wrist in something leather. Once he's finished I try to pull my wrists inward to no avail. I assume they are leather straps tied to the corners of the bed, leaving my arms very little room to move.

I hear him move on to my legs, strapping them both in tight. Once he's finished he moves back by my head. Master grabs my collar and rotates it, making sure the d-ring faces downward. He then attaches something to it. I test it and try to pull my head up, but I'm stopped fairly quickly by my collar. I'm unable to really move my head upwards anymore.

Master gets back to standing right above me. I can feel the heat of his cock hovering close to me. I hear another picture being taken. He then begins to slowly rub his cock along my face, smearing his pre all around my cheeks, then he starts to smear it against my mouth. I automatically open my mouth without him having to command me to.

I hear Master chuckle as he says “Goooood boy~"

Master begins to push his tip into my mouth. Just his tip is bigger than any part of my own cock, I begin to suck and swallow the pre that's already leaking from him. He pushes in deeper, his shaft barely fitting into my mouth.

Master suck in air between his teeth “God, humans are always such a tight fucking fit."

Master pulls out nearly all the way then quickly pushes in as deep as he can. He does it again, and again, thrusting in and out of my mouth. His cock pushing deeper and deeper each time, until I can feel his knot start bumping against my mouth. He starts to pick up the pace, fucking my mouth faster and faster. I tense up, pulling against my restraints as I begin to gag and gurgle against his relentless facefucking. Despite probably hearing this, he doesn't relent. If anything Master starts to fuck even faster.

“Fuck yeah, choke on my cock you pathetic little faggot." He growls out harshly, my own cock throbbing against my cage at his words.

Master keeps fucking my mouth rough and fast. My own spit is dribbling down my face and into my hair. After another minute of rough facefucking I feel him tense up, then he slows down slightly, he pulls nearly all the way out and then slams his cock all the way back into me.

“Gahhh fuuuuuck." Master groans out.

Master's cock throbs and twitches inside me as I feel him squirt his load down my throat. After his first squirt he starts to pull himself out, then just in time for his second squirt of cum he rests his tip just inside my mouth. Forcing his cum to coat my mouth and tongue.

“Dont fucking swallow until I tell you to fag, keep Masters seed on your tongue and savor it's taste. And it goes without saying but dont spill a fucking drop." Master growls out in a commanding tone.

I do as Master commands and seal my lips around his cock so his cum won't leak out. His cock throbs out two more doses of his cum, nearly filling my entire mouth with it. Once he's done, he slowly begins to pull himself out of me. I keep my mouth sealed as tight as it can as he does and once it's fully out I quickly close my mouth, thankfully without spilling a drop.

“Gooood slut." Master croons.

He begins to rub his semi hard cock against my cheek, wiping off some excess cum onto my face. After Master's satisfied he pulls away and chuckles to himself. I hear him pad away to my left, I hear a door open and a switch get flicked. His salty seed sloshes around in my mouth, getting into every nook and cranny of it, coating everything in his essence.

After a couple minutes I hear the switch get flicked again and I hear Master walk out. He stops in front of me again and just waits for a few moments, probably admiring his work.

“Get a good taste pet?" Master asks.

I nod my head as best I can.

“Good boy…. Swallow." He commands.

I take a gulp and feel his slimy seed flow down my throat. There's so much of it I have to take a second and even a third swallow. After I'm finished swallowing his seed I let my mouth hang wide open, tongue dangling out slightly as I take a few deep breaths.

“Hehe, enjoy the taste?" Master askes with a chuckle.

I nod quickly “Yes Master, I love it!"

“Good." He says.

I feel a warm wet cloth start to wipe my face, wiping away the spit that had dribbled down my face. He stops after he cleans me up thoroughly, then after a moment I feel him take off my blindfold. My eyes have to adjust to the comparatively bright room. After my eyes adjust the first thing I see is Master's huge balls, then his sheath, his cock has already retreated into it.

Master leans down to swiftly detach whatever is attached to my collar. He then moves to the side to start unbinding all the other straps attached to me. As he does I take a look around the room. It's much bigger than the guest bedroom. Directly in front of me is the door that leads out to the hallway, to my left is what looks to be the master bathroom (Pun intended). Then to my right there is a door which is probably a walk-in closet and beside the closet door I see a big cage in the corner. Master mentioned I would sleep in a kennel and that looks to be it.

After I'm unbound, Master picks up a remote on his nightstand and presses a button. A large TV that's mounted to the wall opposite of the bed turns on, already playing some random show. He sets the remote down then sits onto the bed, reclining comfortably. He pats the space beside him.

“Get over here pet." Master says.

I sit up, then crawl over the bed.

“Head here." He pats his pec, grinning toothily.

I crawl to my destination and then rest my head against his furry pec. Master wraps an arm around me. We just sit there watching TV for a while, Master not saying a word while we do. After a while he begins petting my head with his free paw. He leans down, muzzle next to my ear and whispers.

“You've been a good boy today."

A happy tingle shoots through my body and my cock throbs in its cage. After a while of watching TV, I start to fall asleep. Feeling comfy with being pet and with Master's pec as a pillow.