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Something about the Miami climate made Theo question his choice of clothes. Lucy's choice of clothes for the zebra if he were being honest. A white sports jacket that was lightweight enough to not sag heavily on him in the humid heat, a tight teal shirt stretching across his chest, and a pair of white khakis that Theo swore he'd stain too easily if he weren't careful. The plane trip alone had him avoid anything that'd be a bitch to wash out.

Even if he wasn't going to do the washing.

"Oh my god, I love it," Lucy said, nuzzling against the zebra's chest while hanging from his arm. Theo smiled at the sissy by his side, admiring her long black hair, Egyptian-style mascara, and the gold earrings. All she needed was to wear something regal to look like a princess. Instead, she opted for five-inch pink pumps, a matching skirt just short enough to hide her chastity cage, and a crop top exposing her navel. She hadn't worn so much pink since they saw Barbie, though she didn't leave the house much anyway. Theo's Pussy liked being naked.

"W-Wait up, master," Olive lagged behind. The otter boi with headfur dyed his namesake followed up with two duffle bags hanging off his side. He didn't wear pumps like Lucy, preferring high-top sneakers when casual. Being the more modest of his playthings, Theo had to order him to sport a pair of hotpants that outlined his curves and a loose sleeveless top. Just as well, the zebra had plans for later.

"I can hold my own luggage, you know." He offered again.

Just like at the airport, the otter smiled and declined. "It's your vacation, master. I should do my best to make you comfy."

"Correction, our vacation, Olive." Lucy corrected.

"Yes," Theo leered at Lucy, "Our vacation. That includes Olive, dear."

Lucy nodded despite Theo knowing the lion didn't agree. Since she was Theo's first slave and his wife, she believed she had the authority to tell Olive what to do. For the most part, Theo didn't correct that behavior because the lion didn't abuse it. That and, if he were being honest, something about Lucy commanding others made Theo want to put his sissy in their place.

"Still doesn't mean either of you should be bothered with the heavy lifting," Olive argued, "It's a slave's best interest to keep their master happy."

Standing atop cobblestones in front of a white marble hotel, Theo sighed and looked out to the other guests. They were all just out of reach, making him thankful they grabbed a rental rather than a shuttle. "Olive, dear, I know you love protocol but you also know I prefer 'sir' when in public."

With wilted ears, Olive frowned, "Oh, right. Sorry, sir."

"That's alright," he leaned in to kiss the cute sissy, "Don't worry. Once we're inside, you can worry about the proper honorifics when we head back home. Now come on, I'm tired of Florida's humidity."

Under the cool breeze of modern air conditioning, Theo was right. Not two steps after the rotating doors did he and his partners see collars casually locked around the necks of guests and staff alike. Some are even being led by leashes in public.

In an instant Olive seemed to relax only to stiffen up. As to why, Theo wasn't sure. He wasn't a strict master. By his mother's standards, he was too lax, letting Lucy get away with far too much whereas her own slave-wife would be punished strictly for it. But his mother and stepmother had their own lifestyle, and he had his.

"How may I help you, sir?" The elephant concierge asked, pen dexterously held in his trunk while his hands were bound behind him. "Do you have a room booked or are you booking?"

"It should be under Robinson," Theo said, pulling Olive close so the otter felt safer. "A few days here."

Slowly with his trunk, the elephant typed out the name. "Oh yes, it seems you have a suite."

Theo blinked. "Pardon?" He didn't remember ordering a suite. Not after seeing the prices.

"Yes, though I believe the card is under a different name. Are you familiar with a Nuru Robinson?"

Lucy giggled, "Well, she did recommend the place."

Theo, not sharing his partner's optimism, rubbed his brow with a sigh and forced out a smile, "Yes, she's my mother."

Half expecting a look of judgment, Theo found none as the elephant handed him his keycard. "The room is set to your specifications. Two cages for your tagalongs. Numbers to call for toys and cleaning are next to the door."

In one fluid motion, he took the card and handed it to Lucy, "Honey, be a dear and make the place homey. I need to make a phone call."

"Are we allowed to walk freely?" Olive asked.

The question gave Theo pause as he looked to the concierge for an answer. "Our submissive staff collars have pink nametags. These tags allow for free use amongst guests. Any submissive or slave without such a tag is deemed untouchable by other guests unless granted permission by their owner. If you have been given free rein to walk by your owner, you have the right to decline requests made by other guests. We understand if such autonomy is new to some slaves, so we recommend not straying too far if uncomfortable."

That worked for Theo. He didn't want to babysit his two sissies the entire time. "Olive, just follow Lucy's orders until I get back. And Lucy, don't abuse that. I mean it." The lion's playful grin said enough that the zebra held back his sigh. Back outside on a patio overlooking a beautiful expanse of beach, he called his mother.

"Hello?" Nuru answered. Not quite out of breath but the hints were there. How she and Kitty found time for anything was beyond Theo's grasp.

"Did you upgrade my room?"

"Do you not like it? Kitty told me you were extra stressed at the office, even with your personal secretary underneath your desk all day."

Olive wasn't there all day. He actually did work without involving Theo's cock in his mouth. The zebra's schedule would have been hell otherwise. "That's not the point. You didn't ask me."

"Dear, are you mad that your mommy paid for your room?"

"A little?" Being honest with family worked best for him, "I'm not a child. As much as I have you to thank for getting me my job, I worked my way up it with effort. I figure I can use my own money to pay for my time off."

"Theo, are you planning to have children?"

The question hit him like an icy gut punch. "What? Why do you ask?" Given his lifestyle, children weren't on the table. Nor did he ever want kids. Reining in Lucy and Olive was stressful enough alone and they were his age.

His mother sighed on the other end. "Oh, Theo. So smart but too caught in your own world sometimes. When you have goods and love them you never want to stop providing for them. As annoying as it is, there's truth in the fact that you'll always be my baby boy. So of course I'm going to do my damndest to take care of you, even when you don't need it. I do the same with your sister. So please, swallow your pride and enjoy your vacation. You've earned it."

Did he? Theo sighed with regret at the question. Of course, he deserved a vacation, everyone did no matter their situation. "Thanks, mom, love you." The zebra hung up and took a moment, enjoying the sea breeze against his face while gulls cried out in the distance. His mind wandered on what food the birds were scavenging before stopping to realize he didn't care. Breathing in through his nose and out his mouth Theo took one last look over the horizon and headed back inside, taking the elevator to his suite.

The gray and white minimalist suit grabbed his attention by the sheer size. Already bigger than his apartment by several feet, it had room for a large leather couch facing a wide flatscreen TV and a marble island in a kitchen with no burners. The deck had a built-in pool too thin for anything but lounging that stretched across the entirety of the glass doors. He stepped out and braced the railing, smiling as he noted how the tick concrete hid everything from the waist down. Not that it mattered given how high up they were.

Following from the deck he reached the bedroom where his two sissies were cuddling. No, cuddling wasn't the right word. "What are you doing?" Theo asked, crossing his arms and smiling as the lion looked back.

Lucy, holding Olive against the bed with both hands, grinned, "Well, Olive was just looking so delightful so I thought about teasing him until you arrived. I hope that's not a problem." From the way the lioness's ass shook, she wanted it to be. Given the best way to punish brats was to ignore them, Theo let it slide.

"Well, I'm here now, and I need her."

In a blink of an eye, Olive kneeled at his hooves. Double-checking to find Lucy tossed on the bed, Theo chuckled, leading the femme otter up by his chin before urging him to follow. Tiles covered the floors and walls of the bathroom. Spotting a glass-walled shower large enough for two the zebra pushed Olive inside. The otter rested on his knees, mouth open awaiting the zebra's cock.

"Never seen shower heads on both sides and the top," Theo noted aloud as he fished his cock out. Olive didn't seem to notice the strange arrangement of showerheads or care as he opened his mouth and arched his head. His thick tail swayed excitedly as the flat head of his master's cock hovered just above the waiting maw.

Theo released his stream steadily. As willing as his living urinal was, he couldn't let the full torrent of his piss splash into the well-trained maw. Olive graciously chugged the golden liquid down his throat, taking care not to let any drop on the floor. The more released from the zebra's black cock, the harder that became. Which was why he chose the shower.

The otter licked his lips when finished, "Thank you for using me, sir," he said with a flushed face. Theo smiled, content that all it took to break the otter's nerves was using him like he was trained. He'd kiss the green-haired cutie, but he needed those lips cleaned first. "Brush up. I've got something for you to wear."

"Oh?" Olive beamed, "A night on the town?"

"Something like that," Theo said, leaving Olive alone, "Something."

***

Though not the only man with two sissies hooked by his arm, Theo's confidence convinced him otherwise. Olive clutched him close, one arm grabbing the zebra's bare chest as his olive green one-piece string bikini dug deep into his asscrack. Lucy giggled beside him. The sissy lion wore a two-piece bikini that was even less covered, with pink patches covering her nipples and a tiny pouch bulged further by her cage. Olive's cage stood out too, but that was hardly the attention grabber Theo wanted.

No, that was the omega symbols he'd tattooed on each of their flanks. The spitting image of a horseshoe. It let everyone know that his pets were trained for horsecock and horsecock only. In truth the descriptor fit Lucy best. Olive only got to watch, with the occasional dildo.

Theo showed them off all the same, greedily kneading their bums between his fingers while his own speedo sported his half-erect rod. Some guests looked on with envy, others with an acknowledging nod.

One of the hotel's many perks was a private beach. Two miles of sand and water untainted by anyone without a wristband. Perfect to let any guests have fun in a public environment. Unfortunately sand liked to get into places Theo preferred to remain sandless.

"Why don't you both enjoy yourselves?" Theo playfully slapped both his pet's cheeks. Lucy yipped excitedly while Olive just yipped. "I'll be lounging in the shade. Go swim."

Olive took to the water like, well, an otter. Lucy, on the other hand, decided to stand in Theo's sunlight as the zebra took to the lounge chair. "Really? Just like that?" he asked.

"Just like that." Theo nodded, lounging as one did on said chair.

"No fun?" The lion crept up her master's body, "No orders? No use of my holes in the open?"

"I could order you to go into the sea."

"And I might be a brat and say no. It'd ruin my makeup anyway."

Theo raised his glasses. He had to agree it would ruin the Egyptian-styled eye-shadow. "There's no way I can convince you otherwise, is there?" Not that Theo was in much of a hurry while he watched the lion sissy sashay down between his legs. One talented tongue dragged over his speedo, letting the saliva seep through the fabric as heat pooled.

"No," Lucy cheekily grinned, "Besides, you'd be lying."

Thankful for the sunglasses hiding his rolling eyes, Theo leaned back to let Lucy have her fun. Delicate hands fit for servitude slipped the speed down. His erection towered in the warm beach air, pulsing as the lustful lion braced his lips against it. She purred with each kiss up the shaft, lathering it with love and spit that she spread to better let the black rod glisten in the sun. At the tip her maw opened, tongue lapping at the slit of Theo's urethra before engulfing the soda-can-wide cock.

Crashing waves and the cry of gulls slipped into the background with Lucy's mouthful gagging. Each inch carried a huff into the warm and wet maw, with skillful digits massaging his cock all the way down.

She stopped halfway. Not for lack of skill, Lucy had no such problem. No, the lion needed a better angle to take it all down her throat and Theo was too comfortable to give one. The zebra let his slave work her trained mouth up and down the top of his rod so her hands could take care of the rest.

Then a tongue crept up his sack. Theo looked down, spotting a green tuft of headfur underneath Lucy. "Olive?" He raised his brow as a brown otter tail raised, "Didn't I say you should go swimming?"

When Olive didn't answer Lucy pulled off and made him speak with a quick pull of his headfur, "Hey, answer your master when he asks you a question, slut." Lucy's tone was playful enough to not have Theo point out the pot calling the kettle black.

"Ah, s-sorry. I was, but then I saw Lucy servicing you and I wanted to, um, help."

"Help," Lucy scoffed, "Right. Don't lie, you wanted a taste of something great without permission. Only bad girls service their master's nuts without permission. You know what happens to bad girls?"

Theo raised his hand, "Lucy, enough." As hot as he found his wife's attitude, he had to put his hoof down. "Look, we're on vacation. Why don't you both have your fun while I think of a way to punish Olive, ok?"

While Lucy loved to push her position around, the sissy knew how to share. Theo's size made it easy. Both lips braced opposite sides, coating his cock with every kiss and suckle. Olive lost himself to the scent, mesmerized by the cock so much that Lucy had to shove him down to the balls when they reached the tip. Lucy had no such trouble, giving Theo what could only be described as 'fuck me' eyes the entire way up.

"Ok, I've made up my mind. Keep yourselves busy for a moment." Without bothering to pull his speedo up the zebra headed back up to the hotel to borrow a shovel. The concierge looked mildly confused by the request but didn't refuse it. With the money poured in, no request was worth questioning. Returning to find both sissies tongue deep in each other's maws, Theo tossed the shovel to them and pointed to the beach.

"I want one of you to dig a hole deep enough for Olive to stand up to his neck in. Now."

Lucy groaned, "Honey, I'm your slave but I'm also your wife. That's not my kind of physical labor."

Theo rolled his eyes. Of course now of all times, Lucy would play the wife card before the slave card. "That's an order, honey. Do it before I make it into two holes."

Grumbling, the lioness took the shovel and stabbed the earth again and again, each time pushing out more sand. Theo watched with Olive on his lap, hands idly teasing the otter who softly begged for his cock. He'd been headway to increase the otter's nipple sensitivity, pressing and twisting them indiscriminately between toying with the olive green cage and nipping at his neck.

"You've been a bad girl, Olive," Theo pulled at his slave's nipples. He quivered and bit his lip to quiet the yelp. "You know you're supposed to ask permission first."

"I'm sorry," he whined, "I just...it's been so long."

"Liar." Theo flicked the right nipple, grinning as the otter squealed. "I like you service me yesterday. Right before I fucked Lucy. You remember that, don't you? How she loved every second of the cock you lubed for her?"

Theo almost thought himself too cruel until the otter shuddered with tense glee. Lucy wanted a harsher master in bed, but Olive wanted that denial. Of the two, Theo felt more comfortable tormenting Olive, turning the otter into nothing more than a cuckolded walking urinal. He didn't even bother training the boi's ass to take his cock. His throat was the only thing meant for it.

Lucy, exhausted, loudly proclaimed she was done and collapsed nearby. Gently, Theo led Olive to his headfur to the hole, helping him down before kicking sand in until nothing but his head was above. They were too far away from the water to make it a concern, but he'd need to change out the otter's cage later on account of all the sand.

"Bit of a classic, but I don't see the poi-" Theo pushed Lucy down before she could finish, making sure to catch the sissy lion so her cage dangled over Olive's head. Picking up his idea quickly, she laughed and raised his bum, keeping his tail up to show off the thick plug he'd been wearing.

Slow but steady, Theo wrenched it out with a twist. Two fingers plunged in, spreading his wife's hole with ease. Training and lube did wonders. His erection pulsed to life and the flat head pushed against the wanting asshole. Olive stared meagerly at his master's rod sinking deep into the top slave. Lucy made no attempt to muffle herself, craning her back as she purred.

"Oh fuck, that's it, master, fill me up." Lucy looked up with lust that grew the deeper Theo went in. "Make it so you need to carry me back."

"As if you have to ask." Halfway in he stopped then hilted. Lucy's mouth hung agape, silently screaming at the sudden fullness. Ears at her lips, Theo whispered one soft sentence. "Don't hold anything back. That's an order."

Lucy, like a good slave, exceeded expectations. She rallied, moaned, and slammed her ass back down the rod, keeping with Theo's rhythm and putting the zebra's endurance to the test. Her cage smacked Olive's forehead again and again, lathering the otter's face with pre-cum. Not that Olive seemed to mind. The otter kept his tongue out hoping to catch the seed that would spill over. Even humiliated, he followed instructions well.

With enthusiasm came the reward of Lucy's cage-sputtering anal orgasm splattering over the dug-in otter's face. The lioness bucked but Theo didn't stop, burying his hands in the sand when bending over to grab Lucy's. "Dirty girl, cumming without permission. I'll need to punish you later." Not that he had it in him to find a good punishment.

Wrapping his bicep tight around her neck, he hoisted Lucy up. Every thrust into her shot another white strand out from her tiny cage. Some hit the sad, some coated Olive.

It overflowed inside her. Olive held his maw out to catch it. Theo let go of Lucy to return his focus to the otter, letting the lioness rest in the shade. "My, my, aren't you a pathetic one?" Theo smirked, not meaning what he said as he kneeled over, erection out. "Neck deep and yet all you want is my cock. What a disgrace. Let me help you with it." Angling the erection downward, he used Olive as a urinal again before Lucy let the otter eat her ass out.

"I think that's enough of a punishment. Help me get him out."

"Do we have to?" Lucy pouted. Theo gave her a stern look that answered the lion's question. Light but covered in sand, Olive wobbly crashed into both arms. He carried his precious otter back up top for some needed rest.

***

The Miami sunset was something to behold. Theo leaned against the railing, wind brushing through his mane as he watched the sky erupt in a fire of pink, orange, and yellow. He'd taken to an unbuttoned shirt, letting it hang loose to be batted by the wind.

"You know, most guys would be in bed with their favorite lovers." Lucy purred from the sliding glass door. Theo scarcely turned to see his wife, taking a brief notice at the horsecock strap-on hanging between her legs. Not as big as the zebra's, but a nice treat for the otter no doubt collapsed on the bed.

He peeked over. Olive was face down, ass up in defeat. His freshly fucked hole quivered for more.

"You didn't even come to tease him. What's wrong?" Lucy pouted, wrapping her arms around Theo's.

Theo sighed. He forgot that behind the sissy's lust is the same person that turned the zebra's flirts back against him. Their first date ended up with him against the wall, a fate he never let repeat. Not out of shame, Lucy just enjoyed being taken.

"Mom paid for the hotel."

Lucy frowned, the one sentence telling her everything. She hugged tighter, letting her husband brush up against her. "That doesn't make you any less."

"I know."

"But we don't need to ignore your feelings."

His next breath released a tension held for too long that he'd forgotten it. "Thank you, love. I think I'm tapped out for the evening though."

"S'ok. We can watch the sunset together. Order room service and enjoy a movie when Olive wakes up."

At that, he embraced the femme lion. Not with a passionate lustful kiss but with a heavy hug that made him forget everything else as day became night. He knew no man more fortunate than himself.