The Living Collection: Richie
#4 of The Living Collection
Just another shortie for the collection, please enjoy and comment
Warning: 18+ Naughty Stuff
There was something warm in Richie's mouth when he finally started to wake up. As the numbness of sleep faded away, the red husky rolled his tongue around whatever it was before giving off a loud moan. Franticly panting, he whimpered, suddenly realizing that his ankles were hovering over his head, his muzzle tightly bound to his ass with brown leather straps, his own cock lodged firmly in his mouth, his knot at the tip of his tongue and its head hovering just at the back of his throat. Shaking in the reclined metal chair his ankles were bound to, he struggled, pulling at the bracers that held his wrists behind him. As that last bit of numbness faded away, he cried out, attempting to scream past his own cock, feeling his sore ass clench around a huge latex rod probed into his ass, pushing at his insides.
Trying to access his situation, the dog looked around, the straps straining on his muzzle, making a loud creaking sound. He felt completely awkward and humiliated, wondering who was watching him in the darkness, his red, vein covered prick bouncing around on his tongue. Breathing deep, he tried to adjust on the probe in his hole, but not matter what, it ached and burned. He started to get frustrated by the fact that the huge rod in his ass was driving him hard. Grunting, he clenched his eyes, feeling his dick throb. There was something wrapped tightly around that bit of flesh between his knot and his sheathe. He couldn't go soft...
Panting in frustration, Richie felt his brown head fur turn damp with sweat. Clenching his eyes, he gargled on his cock, hearing a loud hum before there was a brutal shaking in his asshole. His chest heaved as he clenched his toes. The vibration was gone as soon as it had started, but he winced, disgusted as he felt a thick droplet of pre drip on his tongue, his cock jerking and smacking him on the roof of his mouth.
He cried out again, forced to moan as his throbbing prick jumped around, smacking his tongue repeatedly before even more strands of pre squirted down the back of his throat. Whimpering from the tingling in his butt, he desperately tried to tug at the leather around his muzzle one last time. But no matter how much it creaked, it was strong and wasn't about to give. Leaning back into the chair with defeat, he finally noticed the aching coming from his flat abdomen, all due to the position he was forced to fill his own face in.
Left there for at least an hour, Richie continued to endure the taste of his own pre slowly flowing down his tongue. He could feel the veins pulsing on his own organ in his mouth. The pain in his ass was almost nothing now. He couldn't even feel the probe forcing his butt muscles apart, just a severe tingling sensation like a bunch of pins and needles. Clenching his eyes, the leather strained as he forced his muzzle open as much as he could to cry out.
The latex probe was put on full blast and Richie was driven hard. His entire body ached as he writhed in the seat, every muscle bulging as he twisted and pulled. He bucked his hips, feeling himself getting close, except he couldn't cum. Whimpering, panting, he mumbled past his cock, "Oh God, just let me cum!" His knot had swollen over the ring just beneath it, his load caught just behind it. Thrusting his hips as much as he could, riding the probe pushing against his insides, Richie moaned like never before, his ass tightening as he bust a huge, thick load into his mouth. His eyes rolling into the back of his head, pools of cum spilled out onto his tongue, dripping down his muzzle because of the restraint in his mouth, his bulging knot propping his muzzle open even further. Utterly humiliated, the dog tasted his own thick sperm, sensing the dirty males around him, stroking as they watched the show, stroking their dirty cocks.
End.