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"Well, I guess I feel kinda complicated bout it all." Todd's sigh had all the world-weariness of a tribulated martyr. "I don't guess, at least not no more, it's no Satan worship or nothin, and it aint as if I aint done more'n enough to drive a wedge'r two tween me and what my folks would call, uh, 'godly behavior.' No offense."

"Why," Leo raised an eyebrow, "would I be offended by that?"

Todd stopped short. That, apparently, was enough of a stumper that the red wolf had time to squeeze past him in the entryway, let the front door shut behind him, and set down the bag of groceries he was carrying.

Leo had texted Will, first thing when he got up that morning.

> am i coming to the cabin for the weekend, master?

> If you've got somewhere you gotta be, pup, you don't gotta ask permission. Your responsibilities come first.

> oh i know sir

> didnt mean like that sir

> i mean

> i dont have anything i need to do

> You know you don't gotta ask, then, right?

> ...yessir...

> Gave you a front door key, didn't I?

> ...you did, sir

> You're a silly puppy then, aren't you?

Leo's ears had burned, but he'd stiffened in his jeans at the same time.

> yes sir i am

> I am gonna be out tonight though, with the boys. There's a halloween party.

> I'm not a hundred percent certain I ought to bring you, got a suspicion or two one of the hosts isn't completely comfortable dealing with the whole master/slave thing, as a kink.

> If it were just me, I'd say fuck it... but I'm not putting you in that position unless you're comfortable with that.

Christ. How the hell had he wound up with an owner this considerate?

> thank you sir

> i would have work until probably around 7 or so anyway id guess youd be gone by then?

> Oh yeah, we're driving out to the corn maze in Camp Rosa at like 3.

> Why you working so late, pup?

> mama wanted dad home to hand out candy

> since she has to take john paul out to trickortreat

It hadn't occurred to Leo to ask, he'd realized, why Mama was taking her grandson out, and not the kid's own mother.

> so im covering for him

> Well if you don't mind hanging out with Todd till everyone gets back.

> If you're there when I get back you're spending all weekend in nothing but your collar. Understood, pup?

> yes please master!

> Good boy.

> See you later tonight then.

The conversation had left Leo expecting a different mood than the one he'd blundered into.

"Maybe back up for a sec, yeah?" the wolf hung his jacket on the rack by the door, next to Sam's hoodie, and one of Nik's hi-vis vests that had been left there undisturbed for months. "What are we talking about?"

"Well Halloween of course!" Todd said, "I figgered you were wondering where everyone else was."

You know what, pointing out he already knew where everyone else was was probably more trouble than it was worth. "So why aren't you off at this party?"

"Oh heck no! Halloween's the most preternaturally vulnerable night-a the whole year!"

"I thought you said it wasn't Satan worship."

"It don't got to be! There's all manner of haunts, wraiths, cryptids, and entities just waitin fer a chance to pounce!" Todd's head leaned back and his eyes rolled.

Leo could almost see the flashlight under his face and hear the staticy theremin. "Okay then," probably not worth asking, if Halloween night was so dangerous, there was no worry about Will and Sam and the boys being out in it. "Wait, if you can't go out on Halloween, what're are you doing here?"

"Well, I cain't exactly stay at my folks's place, they don't hold with acknowlegin the affair at all, even to take precautions! They, uh, also aint exactly what you'd call happy I been goin to C.o.C. services instead-a the ward, you know?"

Leo did not, if fact, know, but nevermind.

"And I aint doin it up at the ranger station! That place's a lost cause: out in the wilderness, liminal space, folks in'n out all the time, FULL-a taxidermied remains, and it technically don't count as anybody's house so nothin won't need no invitation!"

"Doing it? Doing what?"

"What I always do," the otter nodded decisively, "salt the threshold, lock all the windows, and patrol the premises with an EMF meter!"

Todd headed for the basement.

Whatever else you said about Todd, he was focused and persistent.

It took him a good two hours of chasing "this weird-ass hum that keeps showin up in the spirit box" from one end of the cabin to the other before he noticed Leo'd hadn't bothered putting any clothes back on after a workout and shower.

Apart from his ears blushing he pretended he hadn't seen anything.

Leo had texted Will, via Sam, checked for instructions, but his messages weren't being read. He must've turned his phone off so he wouldn't be interrupted at the party.

Oh no, he really was going to face terror tonight. He was gonna have to take the initiative.

Hm. What would Will do?

No wait, easier to answer phrased like: what would Master do?

This was why Todd, when he had satisfied himself that the cabin was secure against otherworldly intrusion, and he returned to the living room, found Leo in a strikingly different attitude than he'd last seen him.

"So I've been wondering," the wolf leaned back on the couch, cocky and relaxed, like it was a throne, "what kinda lessons, exactly, you've been having with Sam." One hand was on the armrest, the other was slowly running two fingers through the cream colored fur on his inner thigh.

"Uh well," Todd skidded to a halt across the living room floorboards, "he's like... learnin' me to be more confident, with my, uh, my... urges, and, you know..."

"So confident you can't call em more than urges?" Leo's legs were spread, his tail slowly wagged between them.

"Well, I don't exactly... I mean... I don't wanna be too forward..."

"I've sucked your dick, Todd, what're you gonna say that's more forward than that?" The wolf cock blatantly displayed between Leo's thighs wasn't fully erect, yet, but it was close enough.

Todd did his best but all the came out, when his eyes fastened to Leo's cock and his jaw dropped, was "Gosh."

"Real forward," Leo chuckled. "C'mon, all you gotta do is tell me some of the lessons he gives you. That's not hard, yeah?" He scooted carefully to one side, leaving a conspicuously Todd-sized space on the couch beside him.

"Well," Todd sidled to the couch and took a seat like he was entranced, "it's mostly, like, things I heard of or seen that I want, but I dunno if I can do em or how. Started with, well, suckin cock. I had a bit of a obsession, y'see, when I was a young lad I accidentally saw, uh, some of that. On the internet. Just fer a second before I panicked and closed it out!" His eyes hadn't moved from Leo's crotch. "But it stayed in my head. I tol' myself I couldn't get it outa my head no matter how hard I tried but the truth is I were trying hard as I could to keep it there." He gulped. "Thinkin bout that picture was the first time I touched myself."

Leo took the opportunity to extend his arm along the back of the couch, behind Todd. If the otter noticed he made no objection.

"Thing is," Todd gulped, "I thought it were a straight pic. I, uh, I'd got a pretty good look at the, uh, mouth, on the one dog, and the... and what was in it, on the other. But it hadn't occurred to me to look at more'n that. Till a couple week later when I had another chance, and I couldn't resist, and I went lookin for that pic again to take a proper look this time... and I realized that I'd been cummin' in my paw thinkin of two men."

"Damn, what'd Sam think of this story?" Leo egged him on shamelessly.

"He looks me right in the eye," Todd almost gulped again, realized how much of an innuendo audibly swallowing became while talking about dicksucking, and stopped himself, "and he says, well, which guy in the pic were you wishing you were?"

"And what'd you say?"

"I didn't say nothin, I just blushed!"

"...ok what would you say, if you got asked now?"

"Both of em!" Todd squeaked.

"So you'd really like it," Leo felt nearly drunk on the audacity of this. It was like there was a dull heat in his collar, as if it'd been warmed near a space heater or fireplace, and the heat felt like Will's touch, Will's voice, Will's scent, laughing as it egged him on to more brazen lust, more insatiable abasement. Perhaps this was a more potent, more pure, form of the anti-shame that he'd been carefully stoking since he let Will collar him? He laid a paw over Todd's black cargo shorts where the otter's short stocky legs met, "if I got my mouth on this?"

"Oh..." Todd was hard enough he could've claimed his erection had a tungsten carbide core, "I guess I sure would."

"Here's the deal, then. As long as you keep explaining what you learned from Sam," Leo stroked gently, grinned when the otter moaned, "I keep sucking."

"He... oh... he did this thing... oh heck..."

Leo had laid prone, his feet in the air over the sofa arm, his head in Todd's lap.

"Went down real... fast an slick... then pulled back slow as his could... drove me... right crazy..."

Leo had tasted Todd before, of course. He tasted earnest, uncomplicated, and hearty, but underneath all that was pure otter. For years that would've been a problem but Leo was confident enough in who he was, now, in who he belonged to, that he could admit that otter had become, well, a comfort food. Todd tasted familiar enough to be nostalgic but unique enough to be unthreatening.

"Were a mite embarrassin... how fast he got me off..."

And to be perfectly frank, he was a LOT bigger than Chase. That didn't hurt.

"Soon as I... oooh... caught my breath... he tol me he... was gonna teach me to do that."

The pulse in his cock was pounding. The continuous trickle of his pre melted over the back of Leo's tongue, into his throat, like wisps of steam from a kettle.

"Took a few tries... fore I stopped feeling... shamed-a the idea... but I wanted it more'n more..."

He was close.

"Oh fetch... first time I felt him... cum in my mouth...!"

Leo felt the first serious throb and released.

"Wait, why... oh... huhhh... why'd you stop?" Todd panted needily.

"Cause you were outa things to say about the lessons." Leo made sure Todd watched him lick his chops. "And I had a question."

Todd was too flustered and on-edge to object.

Leo scooted back a little till he could flop to his back with his legs over the side--even at his most desirable he didn't claim to be exceptionally graceful--and laid the back of his head on Todd's thigh. "You've said a handful of times that you're curious about what it's like."

Todd opened his mouth, ready to ask 'about what's like?' but it was obvious what: being a slave.

"But there was the workout shower, and the poker night, and the time Murdoch brought you that collar to try on..." Leo listed on his fingers. "And it sounds like Sam was teaching you to take charge just as much to submit. So how come you're always so 'curious' about what being a slave like me is like, huh? How come you never get any less 'curious' no matter how many times you try it?"

Todd looked like the realization--that he didn't know the answer to that question--was something you could swallow, and he just accidentally had.

"I can't help but wonder," Leo swung his feet around to stand up, "if what you really want isn't the way your teacher does it, but the way my owner does it." The wolf wasn't that much taller than the otter, but Todd was the kind of person it wasn't hard to loom over.

"Uh, how do you mean?"

"I mean," Leo crossed his arms and smirked, his best imitation of the way Will would, "what would happen if looked you in the eyes and told you to get on your knees?"

Slowly, unstoppably, like the very beginning of an avalanche, Todd slid from the couch and landed on his knees before Leo. 'Awestruck' struggled for room on his face against 'horny.' Muzzle came to a stop, open and eager, less than an inch from Leo's tip.

Which, Leo supposed, answered that question.

The wolf cradled the otter's chin in one hand, held him steady as his cock slid into Todd's mouth. No reason to keep him waiting.

The evening progressed as such evenings do. Todd had gone from moaning around a mouthful of wolf cock to face down, legs spread, tail flopped forward over his back with Leo busily plowing his tail.

"And how do you like that?" Leo had growled.

"I love it!"

He would've preferred, Leo supposed, to be in Todd's place. But it was more important that he serve, and knowing he was doing as his owner would want, was doing a good job, was reward enough.

"What would you do for more of it?"

"Anything!" Todd panted.

Maybe this line of questioning was leading, a little, into a trap, maybe, but Leo could attest how good it felt to let a man lead you knowingly into a trap now and then.

"If I told you to let them put a collar on you?"

"Oooohh..."

"Put you on your knees, on a leash right next to me?"

"Ohoooho yes..."

Todd's tailhole clutched at Leo's cock like it was the only thing keeping him from falling.

"So what're you gonna do when they get home?"

"Ah... I'm gonna... ask if they... would collar me..."

"Nuh uh." Leo punctuated that by burying himself in the otter's butt to the hilt "You're gonna go down on your knees and beg."

"Oh gosh... oh yes... I'll beg fer a collar..."

Leo didn't pull back, just ground his hips, fast and shallow, cock as deep inside Todd as it would go.

"And why?"

"Cause... I can't stop thinkin bout... how hot it musta been, for you... havin a man... havin Will... turn you into his slave!"

"So whatta you want?"

"Oh heck I'm real close..."

"Say it!"

"I wanna get enslaved!"

"That's a hell of thing to hear when you walk in," Will remarked.

"Master!" Leo wagged happily, still hilted in Todd, who was too tangled up in orgasm to do anything but squeak.

"Good to see you boys didn't waste any time, I guess," Will paused, considering, then shrugged and slid his suspenders from his shoulders as he approached. "And I guess it's about time, from the sound of it, that Sam and I had a talk about what Todd wants, huh?"

When Sam arrived, some few minutes later, he was baffled to find his feet crunching over table salt outside the front door.

But once he got inside he found Will too occupied with Leo and Todd to explain.

It probably wasn't important, anyway.