Six Weeks in Hell : Day 5
Alphonse whined and moaned a little in his throat, unable to contain his internal tension.
His master's paw passed up and down the length of his little cock, lubricated with a little K-Y, rubbing over his knot and squeezing his balls. His tail hole strained around the girth of a butt plug put there by Master William. It depressed the poor fox's swelling prostate indefinitely, making it even harder not to cum, as if it weren't hard enough with his master's other ministrations.
Alphonse sat in the straight-backed wooden chair in his master's basement, strapped in tightly against his uncontrollable desire to squirm. He panted and cried, desperation setting in. He wanted nothing more than to please his master, feared nothing more than disappointing him, but his every cell and fiber screamed at him to give in to the natural imperative.
Master William stood over the little fox, a look of blissful amusement on his face as he toyed with his sub's quivering little cock. He felt a dual swelling of sadistic amusement and affection, to see the failing steel of his slave's reserves, displayed so full on his attractive face. He finally let go a moment later, chuckling, and let Alphonse recover a while before bringing on the ice.
A few ice cubes from a nearby Thermos put paid to Alphonse's erection, shrinking it back into his sheath, to be safely locked away by the metal device.
After Alphonse had caught his breath and adjusted to his chastity device, he began took look up at his master pleadingly, his internal tension and horniness from before catching up all at once. William smiled in approval as he opened the front of his jeans.
Alphonse had been in chastity for five days, now, and he'd learned very quickly to value his master's orgasm - not his own - as the climax of any sexual act. He felt cut-off, cheated, to be denied the pleasure of a face full of his master's seed.
Alphonse was coming along very well indeed, William thought, as he offered his cock like the gift he'd taught his pet to see it as. He'd understood, from the beginning, that not getting to cum at the end of sex can be disappointing, even to someone turned on by enforced chastity, like Alphonse. He'd been very quick to insert a surrogate. This way, the horniness and the pent-up urge to release could grow unmolested, while his slave retained the two golden-word states of the training of a slave: happy and horny.
William finished with a sub-audible grow, spraying a thick load all over the young fox's face. The fox licked at them happily getting whatever he could. Chuckling, William ordered him to go and wash up.
Later that evening, William lay reading in his large, comfortable bed. Alphonse stood on his knees on the floor, naked but for his collar and chastity device. After some time, William put the book aside.
Alphonse looked up at his master, ready for an order.
"Up on the bed, pup," he said. His tone was soft, and friendly, though, where they were usually stern. The fox stood quickly and climbed up on the foot of the bed, kneeling there, facing William.
William chuckled and shook his head.
"Well, aren't we Westminster material?" he joked. "Come on in the covers with me, silly."
Alphonse smiled to see his master in such a good mood. He carefully crawled over and climbed under the covers, next to the much-larger dire wolf.
William looked down at him with a predatory smile. He turned on his side, propping his head up confidently on one paw, and reaching down beneath the covers with the other. Alphonse drew in a little gasp as he felt the large, rough paw encircle his sensitive balls and entrapped cock. William began to massage one of the orbs and then the other ever so gently, eliciting moans and squeals.
William leaned over his pet's closed-eyed, pleasure-wracked face and kissed him roughly, depressing his slave's tongue with his own, dominating him.
William leaned back, looking down at his pet in quiet contentment. Alphonse looked up, his face expressing utter bliss.
"Have you been having fun with my gift, pet?" he asked, grabbing Alphonse's metal-sheathed cock for emphasis.
Alphonse recovered from a shuddering tingle that went all though him.
"Yes, master!" he exclaimed, in perfect honesty. "Being this horny for this long... it's like some kind of crazy drug."
"Glad you're enjoying it as much as I am," William growled. His words were honest, though. His slave's enjoyment really was important to him. It was, in fact, a critical element to his own satisfaction; just the thought of pushing someone so low, abusing and controlling them so thoroughly, and the victim not only obeying, but loving every moment of it? Of wanting more? It got him going just thinking about it.
William's paw slipped lower than his pet's balls, brushing over his taint and coming to rest on the base of the butt-plug inserted there. It wasn't very large, but it had a remote-operated vibrating function; William liked to keep it in his pet at all times, so he could tease him at random with the remote. Alphonse met his master's eyes humbly, understanding.
Without breaking the gaze, William withdrew the device from Alphonse's tail hole. Alphonse squeaked and tensed involuntarily as the little thing, having sat so comfortably since this morning, stretched and cleared his ring. William put it aside and shifted around, so he lay atop the little fox. Alphonse silently obeyed his training, shifting his legs around and throwing them up around his master's waist.
William rubbed his cock a little, getting it ready. He lay it against his slave's entrance. He locked eyes with the fox and speared into the well-stretched and lubricated hole. Alphonse broke the gaze, his eyes fluttering at being suddenly so full. He moaned like a bitch, laying back and getting comfortable. He recognized and appreciated this familiar position, and just waited for his master to let loose on him.
William braced himself and began machining his cock powerfully in and out of his slave, taking short pauses in between each thrust, each of which rocked the bed frame and threw the fox back a little against the bed.
Alphonse moaned high and sharp as William's large cock speared his prostate, driving him wild with pleasure and making his cock attempt again, futilely, to get hard in it's tight metal shell. He dribbled a steady stream of pre-cum from the little slit at the end of the device.
William went at it with his all, loving every moment. He rammed his pet's ass long and hard, until he felt the force of his climax building. He rammed into Alphonse's swelling, over-full prostate once more and then pulled out. He aimed up, and with that shot long, thick ropes of seed onto Alphonse's face and onto his tongue.
Sated, William rolled back over, already feeling himself slipping into sleep. Alphonse murred beside him, getting all the cum from his facial fur with the aid of his paws. Finished, he swallowed the last and rolled onto his side, snuggling up to this master's muscled frame.
William rapped his arm around the fox, squeezing his taught, perky butt once.
"Good night, pet," William grumbled. He began drifting off in earnest, his pet's closeness filling him with such a sense of comfort as to make sleep near and easy.
"Good night, sir," his feminine voice squeaked with an excitement and eagerness which never failed to make William laugh a little. "I love you, sir."
William yawned heavily. "Love you too, pet."
Sleep descended quickly upon both of them, William slipping off in utter comfort, sated and satisfied, Alphonse going to his frustrating, horny dreams. The sensation of horniness never left him, n ow. He was getting used to that.
The two lovers was asleep within a moment, their breathing achieving a harmony.