Yiff Potion Number Nine Ch. 1
All the usual 18+. Dun read unless you like gay yiffy buttsex stories -drools-
Aidan: Myself
Sam & Taylor: Anon furs
Editor: [Sangie](%5C)
Yiff Potion Number Nine
Chapter 1
[Chapter 2](%5C)
[Chapter 3](%5C)
Yiff Potion Number Nine Ch. 1
The Potion
"Oh fuck off!" I cried angrily as I slammed the door to my old apartment, leaving the two furs inside. "How could Sam have done this to me?" I cried to myself as I ran to the only safe haven I could think of. I pulled my thin leather collar off and off tossing it in the first trashcan I passed.
-Ding Dong- The sound of the door bell echoed through the house making my ears perk as I waited impatiently for Taylor to answer. After what seemed an eternity, I heard the doorknob turn and the familiar, almost feminine, German Shepherd figure filled the doorway.
"Aidan?" he asked worriedly as I rushed into his arms, feeling them wrap around me as he led me inside. As we sat on the couch I began telling him my tale, telling him I had caught Sam with another.
I cried hard as I pressed myself into Taylor's chest, matting his fur some with tears as his paws rubbed over my back and down my sides. Slowly, I started to calm, the tears beginning to subside as I sniffled, wiping away with my paw as I pressed myself closer into Taylor's warm embrace.
"How about I make us some cocoa?" he asked, whispering in my ear as I nodded, forcing myself to release him from my grasp.
Even through tear-filled eyes, it was easy to admire Taylor's physique as he made his way out of the living room to the kitchen. His feminine body moved with grace as he walked with a slight swish in his fur-tight jeans, showing off his sexy butt, which was hardly covered by his well groomed tail. Quickly, I snapped from my daydream as I heard his footsteps approaching. I pulled a blanket over my lap, pretending to be cold as he reappeared, glasses in hand.
"Here you go!" he said excitedly handing me the large cup of cocoa. "I wasn't sure what you liked in it, so I put in my own blend," he joked casually, setting it in my paws.
"Thanks," I said as I took a small sip from it. " Oh wow!" I looked up at him, my tail wagging on its own "That's so good!"
Satisfied with my approval, he sat down next to me and pulled me into his lap as I took another sip.
"Drink up pup," I heard him say as I lifted my glass again.
Why did that sound so natural to hear him call me that? I shrugged it off and took another sip as Taylor's paws ran down my sides, making a soft gasp escape me. By now I had the delicious concoction half empty as I felt Taylor's warm breath on my neck as nuzzled me.
"Still upset about Sam?" I heard the question, but drew a blank.
The thoughts ran through my head trying to picture this Sam that Mast... err... I mean Taylor was asking about as I looked up at him blankly. Taking the last sip from my mug, I looked up at him and asked who.
He gave a small chuckle and licked my cheek, "Why, your Master, of course."
"Very funny," I said, looking at him. "You're my master!" I said, licking back at him.
"Oh am I, pup?" he asked with a smirk.
"Yes. At least that's what the tag on my collar says," I wittingly replied as I reached for it, my paws hitting my bare neck, making me whimper. "Where's my collar!?" I asked, panicking as I jumped from Master's lap and searched around the floor for it.
"Here, pup!" Master's voice rang out as I turned to see him pointing to a bare spot on the carpet.
I whimpered as I knelt in front of him. "I... I can't find m-my collar master!" I whimpered, the tears forming again.
"Pet, haven't you been paying attention to our conversation at all?" He asked sternly, causing me to whimper with guilt. "I told you I was taking it away from you for being disobedient."
Had I disobeyed? Had I been disobedient to Master? Why couldn't I remember anything?! I crawled closer to master and nuzzled his leg. "Please, Master, please I... I'm sorry! Please let me have my collar back, Master," I pleaded with him, looking up at him with the best puppy-dog eyes I could muster.
"We'll see," he muttered, causing my ears to drop at his dismissal. "First, it's time for morning inspection and then we need to get you looking more like a pet, not a mess" he said, running a paw along my matted fur. "Strip and re-kneel pup."
I stood and pulled my clothes off one by one, tossing them into a small pile. Once I got to my boxers, my fingers nervously fumbled with the waistband.
"Hurry pup, before I rip them off," he growled impatiently.
I quickly pulled them down. Nothing Master hasn't seen before I thought, trying to shake my jitters away as I kneeled again.
"Good boy," he said, the praise calming me as my tail began to wag, dragging itself across the carpet.
I yipped softly as I felt master's paws run over me, moving softly over every curve, flowing with ease through my blue and white fur as he twirled the tip of my curled tail in his fingers. I followed Master's paws mentally as they roamed over my body. I let out a loud gasp, my eyes shooting open as I felt the pressure against my sheath.
"Easy boy," Master said reassuringly as his finger pressed against my sheath, slowly pushing in, causing me to squirm on my knees and moan excitedly. Much to my dismay, the sensation was over almost as fast as it started. Master slowly pulled his finger from my sheath and cupped my balls. "Hmm good boy," he cooed, scritching under my chin as I raised my neck for him. "You still seem full. How long has it been since I let you cum?"
How long? How long? The question raced through my mind as I stammered for an answer. Why couldn't I think of the answer? I felt frustrated and blurting out an answer. "Two weeks?"
Master looked down at me and chuckled. "Well, you are still in training and have been good today, so I suppose you're due for a reward." He patted my head as I nuzzled into his paw.
"Come pet."
He ushered me as he began walking away. Instinct seeming to take in as I followed him at his heal as he led me to the shower. He motioned for me to stay as he turned the knobs occasionally, testing the water's temperature.
"I want to try something new today, pup."
I nodded, silently excited. I entered the shower quickly, and he expertly pulled my paws into two cuffs protruding from the walls, locking me in place so I was facing the shower wall, with my back to him.
"Master?" I whimpered again looking back at him as he rubbed his paws over my fur.
"Be still, pet. I need to get you clean."
I felt the cold shampoo drip over my fur as he rubbed it in. I murred softly as his paws worked over me again, the warm water spraying over my fur, calming me until he began running his paws over my rear, causing me to jump.
"Pet, you're going to need to get used to my paws, cock, or dildo being around your ass, because it's going to be filled regularly," he said sternly.
Teasingly, almost agonizingly slow, Master rubbed my tailhole, adding pressure until his finger began to stretch me, making me moan. He pushed relentlessly deeper, causing my body to arch, my wrists pulling against the cuffs.
"Oooh, Master!" I gasped.
He slipped a second finger in my tight hole, which stretched around him. That felt okay, but the third finger caused me to yelp. A look of concern flashed across his face and he withdrew his fingers then pushed them into my maw.
"Oh don't worry, pup. You'll be able to take anything I can give you with a bit more stretching," he said, pressing his cock against my hole.
I moaned and sucked on Master's fingers as he pushed me against the shower wall, feeling every inch stretch my tailhole open. He pushed deeper, his cock sinking into my body. Had I ever had anyone as big as him in me? Wait... have I ever had anyone else? Was this our first time? Couldn't be.... Damnit! Why Couldn't I remember? My worried thoughts were derailed as I whimpered around his fingers in the mix of pain and pleasure until I felt his balls rest against my ass.
Groaning and whimpering, I struggled against the cuffs as he began pulling his cock out, hearing his laugh of dominance as he thrusted back in, pressing me against the wall as he picked up speed and force, making me rock on my hind paws with each powerful thrust.
"Ohh, Master! Deeper!" I begged him as I tried pushing back on him, craving more of his cock. He pushed against my prostate, sending shockwaves of pleasure through me.
I pressed myself to the wall as hard as I could, feeling Master's paws grab my hips as he grew more forceful. I felt his jaws close around my neck, the soft but firm bite making me throw my head back, only getting trapped further in his hold as he took me roughly. Then I felt it as I howled out, my balls pulling up from the pleasure of Master's cock, and I came hard on the wall, Master's soft paw jerking my cock, making sure I was fully milked by the time I was finished.
I felt the sudden growl as his bite tightened, his swollen knot jack-hammering against my hole.
"Beg for it, bitch!" he hissed. "Beg for me to knot you, slut!"
"Master! Please, please, tie me, Master!" I pleaded with desperation. "Please knot me to your cock and fill me with your seed, Master!" I cried, continuing to buck back on every thrust, no longer wanting, but needing Master's knot; Master's cum filling me.
Then it happened. The sudden surge of pain under my tail, the yelp escaping my maw as the overly swollen knot rammed in me, locking in place in my ass.
"Ohhhh, Master!" I moaned out, the short deep thrusts continuing their brutal assault on my insides and prostate. I felt the bite on my neck grow harder, telling me Master was cumming. His assault slowed, filling me with his fiery hot seed. "Ugh, Master!" I bucked back one last time on his cock, feeling every inch deep in me, holding in his seed.
I felt Master's grip around my neck loosen as he rubbed my chest. "One more thing...."
Confused, I looked up at him. My unspoken questions being answered as I felt more hot liquid flowing into my tail as he held me still, his knot keeping all his juices in me. By the smell, I knew this wasn't Master's seed.
"I've got to remind you who you belong to, pup," he said with a lick on the cheek.
"Yes, Master," I mumbled, my ears lowering to my head in embarrassment. The cool water dripped over us as Master rested against me, pressing me to the wet wall once more.
Ten minutes later, Master's knot deflated. I heard the loud -plop- of him pulling free. I felt his warm urine run down my sac and thighs. I felt my paws slip from the cuffs as I held on to him exhaustedly. He guided me out of the shower, giving a soft murr as he dried me off.
"Oh, that reminds me," he said. He caught me off guard and quickly bent me over the sink. "I don't want you to waste a drop of my cum." I felt a phallic object press into my well used hole and slide easily in. I squirmed until he stopped, leaving the knot of the toy resting against my tail. "This stays in unless I alone remove it. Understand?"
"Ugh! Yes, Master!" was all I could say as I adjusted around the thick knot.
"Good boy," he cooed. "Also, I think you've earned this back." He opened another drawer, pulling out a small black leather collar and showed me the tag "Master Taylor's Pet" before attaching it. My tail wagged as I heard the faint click of the small padlock.
Master Taylor guided me to his large bed and laid me down and spooned his body protectively around mine. My last thoughts as I drifted off to sleep were how lucky I was to have Master.
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