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The next dawn found Edwin in a light, restless sleep on his heart-shaped bed. The sun was beginning to shine through the frosted glass windows and a dull ache in his crotch was slowly pushing him awake, as his cock futilely attempted to achieve morning wood status.

Given ten or fifteen more minutes, he likely would have awoken on his own, but the wolf no longer go to set his own schedule in this new world he found himself in.

"Presentation Position Number Three, slave!"

Edwin's eyes flew open as he found himself instinctively snapping into a legs-spread kneeling position, leaning back, crotch thrust outward, with his hands crossed behind his back.

Heart racing, it took the wolf only a couple seconds more to realize who had shouted the familiar order.

Trainer Tom wore a pleased smirk on his face as he said "Nice speed and form. I'm glad to see you haven't already forgotten everything I taught you. Now, do you remember your morning greeting?"

After going through variations of this ritual for eight straight weeks, there was no way the wolf could possibly forget. "Trainer, good morning sir! This slave looks forward to your lessons and will do his very best to follow all instructions!"

The Trainer gave a couple claps and said "Looks like we're going to get back on track without missing a single beat. Wonderful. Okay, slave, let's hear that again except this time you call me Master, and replace "This slave" with "Missy" and "his" with "her". Got it? Now try again."

Edwin's first instinct was to pout or protest, but he knew the bunny fairly well by this point, and unlike Daddy, Trainer Tom wouldn't hesitate in using corporal punishment. Master Tom, rather, he mentally corrected himself.

"Master, good morning sir! Missy looks forward to your lessons and will do her very best to follow all instructions!" Edwin yelled, still too groggy to feel as embarrassed as he normally would at the self demeaning words.

"You got it in one. Just remember, that's the new morning greeting for you to me. We'll have to come up with a different one for your Daddy. One that's more in-line with his particular tastes. We'll work on that later though. For now, it's grooming time. Follow me."

The bunny turned around and headed into the bathroom, with the wolf following a few feet behind. As Edwin walked through the door, he couldn't help but open his eyes wide in surprise . The bathroom was even larger than the bedroom, and if anything, was even more thoroughly equipped.

A walk in shower with several maneuverable and detachable sprays, complete with multiple large drains and an enema kit was the first thing he noticed. Next up was what looked to be a customized massage table with a control panel near it. Probably for controlling it's angle and height, Edwin thought. Before his eyes moved onto to the next feature, he couldn't help but notice that the table was equipped with several sturdy looking straps and cuffs. There was a section dedicated to applying makeup, which the wolf did his best to ignore entirely, as well as three distinctively angled full-body mirrors.

The only thing the room was missing was cameras. Edwin wondered if the moisture made their installation impossible or if Daddy didn't want to stumble across any enema footage. Then again, Daddy said he was still working on the house. Maybe he just hadn't gotten around to this room yet.

"No time for you to stand around looking impressed, cupcake. Strip, remove your butt plug, grab a shower, and give yourself three rounds with the enema wand. I'll be right here reading a magazine. No dawdling, now. And don't worry, your collar is waterproof. Just be sure to dry the fur underneath it when you get out. " Master Tom said, taking a seat in a what looked like a fancy lawn chair.

Showering was one of the few genuinely enjoyable experiences that Edwin got to indulge himself in anymore, since his life went terribly off course. He didn't care very much for the enemas, but he was thankful to be clean when some thoughtless Trainer insisted he clean them up after they blew their load in his ass.

Within twenty minutes missy was towel drying on the matt just outside the shower, feeling cleaner than he had in a while.

Looking up from his magazine, Tom glanced at Edwin and then gestured at the massage table, saying "Hop on. Lay on your back." There was no point in delaying, so the youth laid down, arms at his side. "There we go, now to get you all safe and secure." Tom said, before strapping Edwin down with the assortment of cuffs and bands.

Getting a little nervous, Edwin tried to search Master Tom's expression for clues. That is, until the bunny produced a blindfold. Now the pieces fell into place. This was the sheathe cleaning Daddy had talked about. Apparently only Master Tom got to witness the inconvenient little fact that Daddy's little girl could get it up as well as any other guy on the estate. If he was ever allowed to, that it.

Trainer Tom didn't bother wasting time explaining, and quickly used the key provided to him by his new employer to unlock both of the chastity device's locks, before sliding it off. Then, using what felt like a sponge to Edwin, he began to clean the boy's wolf-hood. The result of this attention was inevitable, as missy felt himself grow to his full six inches. Tom went ahead and took this opportunity to scrub this part down too.

"Needy, are we, missy?"

"Yes, Master. Could you... maybe.."

"Out with it, girl. What do you want?"

"Please Master! I need it so bad. Daddy wouldn't have to know -- I don't think there are any cameras in here."

"Are you asking me to commit breach of contract on my first day? And for something so unimportant as a slave's orgasm? No, pet. I think not. Instead, let me give you some advice. Are you ready to hear me, missy? I promise you it's the best advice you are going to get around here."

"Yes, Master Tom, missy is ready to hear you."

"After I was granted access to the estate's data server, I went ahead and pulled up the video from last night. The one of your one-on-one time with your Daddy. And while it was definitely a hot watch, I saw some unacceptable slave behavior that we're going to be correcting. You spent the entire fifteen minutes while your Daddy was giving your undeserving cunt some affection begging him to change his mind, rather than moaning out your heartfelt gratitude."

Edwin opened his mouth to protest, but no words came out. How was he supposed to respond to a statement like that?

"Instead of 'please, Daddy, please let me cum!' you should have been crying out 'Daddy, you're making your little missy's cunt feel so good!'" When your Master goes down on you again tonight, I better see you letting him know how good it feels to be teased by his lips and tongue. He spent a lot of money and time on you, and it's your responsibility to make him feel as satisfied with his purchase as you possibly can. I realize that this is counter-intuitive. I'm sure you'd like nothing better than for your Daddy to throw your chastity device in the trash and go down on you until you oozed your girly juice inside his mouth. But that's simply not going to happen."

Looking at Edwin's distraught, blindfolded face, Tom couldn't resist edging the wolf further by using his hand to ever-so-lightly pump the bound teen's steel hard shaft.

"The simple fact is, your cock is no longer meant for cumming, and you are only torturing yourself by trying to manipulate someone into helping you get your rocks off. Instead of treating your hornyness as the enemy, my advice is to embrace it. Accept that you deserve to be kept randy all the time, and express gratitude to anyone who gets your juices going. You owe it to your big bear Daddy to be his submissive little blue balled missy. You should come to terms with the reality that you are going to be helping a lot of men get off, only to have them repay the favor by completely ignoring what's caged between your legs"

"Not only is it in your best interests because it will make your Daddy pleased with you -- which should be your primary goal in life now -- but it will also pay off in a way I bet you haven't even considered. Would you like me to explain what that is, missy?"

Edwin could only whimper in response as Master Tom continued to slowly stroke up and down the pet's cock, while being careful to avoid the most sensitive areas, the knot and tip.

"Your begging last night was intended to make your Daddy change his mind, by letting him know how desperate you were. How unfair you thought the situation was. How unhappy this all was making you. But I'm not sure that you fully thought out where this tactic will lead you to, if you kept up with it night after night. Say you eventually succeeded in making Daddy fed up with the status quo, knowing how miserable his precious little missy was with the upsetting circumstances she finds herself in. Which do you think is more likely: That your Daddy will suddenly admit that he's been fucking a boy all this time, and let you have the release you've been so desperate for? Or do think it's more likely that he would decide to address the problem by removing the source of his pet's misery. Namely her balls."

Edwin was so stunned by the thought he forgot to breathe for a few seconds, before letting out a short gasp of alarm.

"That's right, babe. You convince him that these plump little orbs of yours are causing you nothing but distress, and I bet he takes them off your hands. Permanently. So, tonight, after you beg Daddy to go down on you, you are going to be the most effusively thankful slave I have ever trained. Understood?"

His spirit battered and bruised, Edwin could only manage a "Master, yes Master."

"That's my good girl. Now, let's get you penis safely tucked away back into its new home. Your Daddy wants this pink and fancy chastity device put on you. Doesn't look like any model I've ever seen, but as long as it keeps your meat soft and tiny, I suppose it doesn't really matter."

Unable to see, Edwin was completely unprepared for the bag of ice as it made contact with his arousal. Sucking in air between clenched teeth, he grimaced as his erection quickly retreated to escape the intense cold. Master Tom then proceeded to lock on the new chastity device. The wolf bet that this was the device model that Daddy promised would make him think twice about balking when a staff member signed up for a no-hands blowjob service.

"Now, doesn't missy have something to say to her favorite trainer?"

"Thank you, Master Tom, for cleaning missy's cunt, giving her advice, and gifting her penis with a new home."

"You are very welcome. In fact, you can do two things to show me how grateful you really are. All this talk of cumming has got me rock hard, so after I un-strap you, you can prove to me that you remember all my favorite techniques for helping me get off. The second thing is, tonight, after Daddy teases you and wishes you sweet dreams, you're going to convince him that you deserve a puppy. And you're going to make him think it was your idea. Understood?"

That was the last thing that Edwin expected to hear. Asking why was pointless, however, so he resigned himself to the task and said "Yes Master Tom. Missy will ask Daddy for a puppy tonight, when he kisses her goodnight."

Un-strapping the wolf from the table, Tom said "Good girl. Now let's head to the bedroom for some fun. Your balls might be under permanent house arrest , my mine aren't."

After removing his blindfold, the bunny grabbed the nineteen year old's hand and guided him back into the bedroom, and then proceeded to remove his own clothes before jumping onto the bed. Laying on his back with legs held up into the air, Master Tom loudly slapped his own ass a couple times before announcing "Have at it, sugar tits. You know what to do."

The unfortunate slave knew exactly what to do, having performed this task many times for the always ready-for-another-round trainer. Kneeling onto the bed, Edwin crawled to his new second-tier Master, coming to a stop right with his face right in front of the bunny's ass.

Tom looked around and grabbed a pillow, placing it under his lower-back before laying his legs down on Edwin's shoulders. "There we go. That should make it a little easier to get to. Okay, girly, time to get it on with your favorite make-out partner. I already cleaned myself out before I woke you up this morning, so I don't want to see any hesitating."

There was nothing left for Edwin to do but push his muzzle forward and extend his tongue out until he felt it make contact with the bunny's muscular ring. The wolf knew from experience that Master Tom liked his slave's tongue action to be firm and frenzied, so he practically assaulted the hole with a forceful plunge. The sooner he could get his new master off, the better. Of course, Edwin tried to ignore the uncomfortable fact that as soon as this humiliation was over, there'd just be another shameful act directly after it. And another, and another, and another, for possibly for the rest of his life.

Despite this, he refused to dwell on this worrisome truth and instead focused on alternating between using his tongue to jab, twist, and lick. Tom, the recipient of these attentions, was in heaven. Staying true to form, the bunny was being very vocal during sex, with both inarticulate grunts and moans, as well as plenty of dirty talk. Edwin tried to zone him out at first, but as they continued on it went from hard to ignore Master Tom to impossible as the bunny started giving Edwin specific commands.

"YES, bitch, fucking yes! Oh man... OH MAN. That's right, punch fuck me with that big tongue. Make out with that ass like it's your god damn prom date. This is the only way you're going to penetrate anyone ever again, so take pride in it. Think of that tongue as your new cock, and FUCK ME."

The wolf tried to turn his tongue into a spear, and shoved his muzzle back and forth to try and achieve the ideal tongue fucking that Master Tom was looking for. With his head going back and forth, he noticed that the bunny had started self-gratifying, jerking off with frantic up and down movements. The Master didn't have a huge cock (being just a little larger than Edwin's) but it was generously thick, especially for a bunny.

"Sweet lord, you were meant for this. Lick now, lick-lick-lick! There, yes!"

Edwin switched to using his long flat tongue sweep all the way from a few inches below the sphincter to directly over the balls. He hated the fact that he was trying so hard to make this as pleasurable as possible for someone who actively involved in ruining his life. He couldn't help but feel that every orgasm he helped these people achieve only made them believe more firmly that enslaving him was the right and proper thing to do.

"Now go deep. Deep, deep! Deeper! YES, THERE! Oh man, am I good trainer or what. I'm going to tell your Daddy he has to try out your tongue, at least once. If he's not already into rimming, you'll make him into a believer."

The wolf pressed his muzzle deep between the bunny's cheeks while extending his tongue as far it would go. He had no idea if he could hit the Master's prostrate or even where it was, but he refused to be punished for lack of trying. As he worked hard at pleasing the bunny's ass, he gave silent thanks to the Master for being considerate enough to clean himself out so thoroughly. To anyone watching, it would look like Edwin found the buns to be the most delicious treat he had ever placed his lips on, based on how he was treating the two mounds and hole. For a moment he felt relieved that it was just the two of them, until he remembered that everything he did in this room was captured for all time in high-def picture and sound. The thought would have weighed more heavily on him if his attention wasn't directed back to the task at hand by Master Tom's non-stop one-sided conversation.

"Now give the balls some love, babe. That's right, tongue me just like your Daddy tongued you last night. Except I'm going to get to cum, aren't I? Yea, I'm gonna spew a big load for you, missy. Just like I did all those times at the facility."

Edwin started getting angry, feeling that Master Tom was crossing a line, but since he couldn't vent his temper in any productive way, he just lashed his tongue back and forth over a pair of bunny balls. He had to admit, they were an attractive set. Actually, if he thought about it, the bunny was fairly handsome. He remembered that he got a hard-on the first time the bunny introduced himself as his new trainer, just as his cock was attempting to do now. He even recalled the bunny's first words to him. "Wolfy, those gorgeous lips of yours were made for kissing. I know just the place for you."

This ball licking went on for another ten minutes as Master Tom finally went mostly silent, aside from a series of grunts and heavy breathes. Focusing on his own rising pleasure, the bunny's hand became almost a blur as rode the wave of bliss generated by the wolf's tongue to the best orgasm he had in months. Moaning loudly, the vocal Master practically screamed out his orgasm, jetting line after line of cum onto his own chest and face.

Edwin gradually slowed down the pace of his licks before coming to a complete stop, his tongue still resting on Master Tom's balls -- just like the Master liked.

"Wow. That was amazing. If I had known that locking your dick away would turn you into a rimming super hero, I'd of wrapped your sheath in steel and thrown away the key two months ago. I think your Daddy is really on to something here. Whew. I told you those lips of yours were meant for kissing."

To Edwin, it felt like he was taking crazy pills. If he didn't do what they wanted, they'd tell him this is why he deserved to be cock-caged. When he did do what they want, he gets told that his good behavior proves what a good idea cock-caging him was. And the worst part is, he even found himself vicariously enjoying Master Tom's orgasm. The sights, sounds, and smells all combined to give Edwin just the tiniest bit of satisfaction. Small, but as much as he wanted to he couldn't deny that it was there.

The wolf didn't want to turn into some well-trained sub whose only goal in life was to give everyone around him unbelievable orgasms. But, like everything else that was going around around him and to him, he wasn't sure whether or not he'd have much choice in the matter.

"Well, normally you'd be responsible for cleaning up this mess since you helped make it, but your Daddy wants you down in the dining room by lunch time. Go pick out an outfit from your wardrobe and head down. I'm going to shower again and make a couple calls. Oh yea, and don't forget to brush your teeth. Your Daddy's going to want a good-morning kiss, and I doubt he wants to taste my ass on you."

As Master Tom headed off to a separate bathroom for his second shower of the day, Edwin stoically made his way to the giant wardrobe. "Wouldn't it be grand if there was a portal to a magical world in there, just like in that kids story" he thought to himself. But upon opening it, all he saw was a wide selection of women's clothing. Everything from cute, to sultry, to trashy, all in a single large piece of furniture. He reached out to grab the most tolerable looking item he saw, a dark blue blouse and skirt, when he noticed a box at the bottom of the wardrobe, with a tag that had "Open me" written on it.

Already not liking where this was headed, he opened the box and took a look. Inside what a butt plug, a tube of lube that had a tag that said "Wear me", and a picture. Edwin nearly dropped the box when he realized the portrait sized photo was a close-up of Daddy's cock at full mast. He flipped the photo over in his hand, and sure enough on the back there was a letter from his Master. "Thinking of you! Love you. -- Daddy"

It was both the creepiest and sweetest thing anyone had ever done for him, which made him feel conflicted, to say the least. He didn't want to find the man endearing! He wanted to hate the mentally deranged psycho!

Well, it was no use dwelling on it now, Edwin decided, and began to lube up the plug before inserting it. It was the largest he'd ever worn to date, and more annoyingly, it was oddly shaped. Taking a few practice steps around the room, the wolf realized that it was designed to press against his prostate. He began to get seriously worried for how the day was going to shape up if he had to walk around all day with his cock attempting to firm up inside the sheathe cage. He briefly entertained the idea of begging Daddy to trade it out with a normal butt plug, but then remember the advice Master Tom had given him. He had trouble believing that anyone could castrate another person, but then recognized that he had said the same thing about the chastity cage just yesterday. He resolved himself to silently bear it, even as he felt his desire for release beginning to rise at an alarming rate again.

Quickly, Edwin finished getting dressed (which included putting on another pair of silk panties), brushing his teeth, and began making his way to the dining room. He didn't have a very clear picture of the estate's layout in his head, but every time he got confused it seemed that another cheerful member of the staff happily pointed him in the right direction. Most of them were entirely professional, but he did have an intensely unsettling run-in with a tiger after he took a wrong turn.

The tall and powerfully built feline said "Sure, I'd be happy to get you on the right path. But first I want you to take a look at this."

The tiger said it so evenly that Edwin didn't notice that anything was amiss until he found himself starring at a quickly erecting cock, which was clear as day now that the man's pants and underwear were around his ankles.

"Take a real good look, sweet cheeks. You're were already going to be seeing it tomorrow, in your room, but since you're here I want you to know who this belongs to when you see later for those few seconds before it goes down your throat. I'm head of security for the estate, and yes, that does mean that I have access to the manor's camera system. Even the 'unlisted' cameras, where you'll be putting on daily shows for all your viewers. They're paying good money to see you, sissy, so make sure you act nice and slutty when you go down on me. Now, unless you wanted to get started on this a little early, you should turn around and take the first two rights you come across, then a left. Off with ya now, missy. Oh, and I hope you like 'em long and barbed."

Sure enough, the unnamed tiger's cock had reached a full nine inches -- almost as long as Daddy's -- but he wasn't nearly as thick. The spines were a bit worrying though, since the wolf didn't really get the impression that the tiger was interested in being gentle. Edwin stuttered out a thanks, before turning around and practically running to follow the security chief's instructions. While despised the glory hole that had been installed into the wall of his room, he was also incredibly relieved that the tiger wouldn't actually be able to get his hands on him. The glory hole may have made his mouth open-house to the whole building, but the wolf understood from his time at the Training Facility that there worse things than a simple blow job.

The worst part was that in any other situation that tiger would have exactly the type of guy who he'd been too tongue tied to talk to, because he matched so well to Edwin's picture of the ideal man. Assertive, muscular, confident, attractive, and packing. And so the wolf felt more conflicted about the tiger's words than he felt he should. Logically, Edwin reasoned that this should be a clear, open-and-shut case. The tiger wasn't asking him out on a date. The buff tiger was going to muzzle fuck him. Very roughly if his words were any indicator. and it was fairly clear he wasn't going to ask permission first. But what if the tiger did ask? Would he say yes? Edwin didn't have an immediate answer to that, but his cock evidently did, making itself known by testing the walls of its prison yet again.

As Edwin continued to struggle to find his way Daddy, he thought back to that other thing the dirty talking tiger said. "All his viewers? Paying money? Was the guy trying to imply that his room was some kind of paid porn subscription? That can't be right -- Daddy would have mentioned it."

Taking another turn, the wolf at last found himself in a spacious dining room whose center piece was a table that could easily sit thirty people. At the moment, it only sat one, though. Daddy, who had already spotted him and was waving at him to come over.

"Good afternoon, my beauty. Just seeing you makes my day better. That dress looks superb on you, by the way."

As he neared the bear, Edwin practically squeaked as the humongous Master stood up from his seat and brought him into a full embrace, including a forceful kiss. Proving that he wasn't going to let his missy's silly inhabitations hold him back in the slightest, Master Daon's right hand traveled up his slave's skirt before darting under the backside of Edwin's panties. Unable to protest with older man's tongue taking up nearly all of the space in his mouth, Edwin settled for a muffled moan as his Daddy began playing with the dildo, pulling it almost completely out of his ass before pushing right back in, only to repeat the process over and over.

While this went on for a good few minutes, Edwin felt his Master's colossal cock press up against his stomach, through the two furs' clothing. Finally, Daddy stopped, popping the dildo back in place before extracting his tongue from his pet's muzzle.

"I meant it when I wrote I was thinking of you, babe. You're something special, and I'm never going to let you go. Now, I have some business to attend to soon, so I need to quickly finish my lunch and meet with some important folks in just a few minutes. While I eat, I want you under the table taking care of me. You kept Daddy waiting, and he's almost out of time, so no teasing and no delaying now -- just think of this as another chance to show Daddy how much you love taking care of his pride."

That said, Daddy pushed Edwin under the table before taking his seat again. The wolf could hear the clanking of the silverware against plate as his owner continued to eat his meal. A few moments later Edwin's hands were reaching between Master Daon's legs, almost without having made a conscious decision to do so. The masculine scent once again assaulted his nose as he pulled the beast out of the bear's pants. Still very turned-on himself from Daddy's attention to his ass, he quickly went to work, mouthing over the glands as his hands played with the balls and cock base.

At the Training Facility, they had spent some time teaching him the basics of deepthroating, but he was never very good at it. Plus, none of the teachers had been nearly as big as Daddy. So instead, Edwin started off by focusing soley on the head with his mouth and tongue. As he began to feel what was becoming a familiar recurring ache at his sheathe, the wolf mentally ran away from the pain and tried to lose himself in unthinking service.

While Master Daon continued his lunch, missy slowly lost his inhibitions in a haze of lust. Catching Daddy's right testical with his tongue, the pet pulled it into his mouth before sucking on the walnut sized ball. He then spent over half a minute on that one ball alone, lavishing it with attention, before switching to its twin to do the same thing. His hands stayed busy by playing with the thick shaft, and occasionally he used his pinky finger to play with the bear's piss slit, smearing pre over the entire tip.

Just as he was attempting to cram both of Daddy's fat balls into his mouth at the same time, he felt two strong hands pulls his head up before pushing it right back down over the cock head. At first he thought Daddy was ready to cum, but as he got ready to swallow he was unpleasantly surprised as his Master firmly began pressing his head down, trying to force the Edwin's lips to reach the base of the cock.

If the wolf could speak, he would have explained to the bear that there was no way his whole cock was going to fit in the pet's far-too-small throat. But Daddy didn't get this far ahead in life by being willing to negotiate with people who had no power.

Edwin felt himself begin to tear up as he gagged on his Daddy's tool, which the Master was using more as a battering ram than something you make love with. It already felt like he has an eighteen-wheeler parked in his throat, and looking down, missy realized that he still had several inches to go.

As he began to whine, he thought for a second that Master Daon had taken pity on him as he was let up. Edwin realized this wasn't the case as soon as the bear forced his descent again, after he had taken a few deep breathes. He tried to whining again, but this proved to be a big mistake as he felt his Master's cock firm up even more as the bear's hands pushed down even further.

This went on for a good while, but time was passing very differently for the two participants. To Edwin it felt like he'd spent the better part of an hour on his knees gagging, while Daddy felt like his nuts were drawing up to shoot his load after just a few minutes. Finally (from Edwin's perspective, at least), spurts that could only be described as tidal waves began to wash down his throat, one oversized gulp at a time.

After swallowing the final shot, missy tried to squirm his way out from under the table only to be held in place by Daddy's strong hands. Remembering the car ride to the estate, Edwin arrived at the conclusion that his Master didn't like be rushed while coming down from one of his orgasms, and so he settled in for a wait.

A few minutes later, Edwin now had a mouthful of flaccid cock when his Master began to move again. Instead of letting the wolf up, however, the bear pulled him even closer to the base of his cock, just prior to saying "There's one more thing you can do for me, love. I'm officially running behind now, so I'm going to need you to provide me with full service. I know I said this could wait until next week, but just swallow as swiftly as you can and think of what a good helper you're being."

As the first taste of piss rushed across Edwin's taste buds, he couldn't help his reaction as he began pushing as hard as he could with his arms against Daddy's thighs and stomach, desperate to get away from the awful taste and intense humiliation. Master Daon just held him in place as if the boy wasn't even trying, forcing him to guzzle down a seemingly endless stream of piss. Worse, it soon became clear that the bear wasn't willing to experience the discomfort that comes with forcing yourself to stop mid stream, and so it was almost thirty seconds later when the torrent finally stopped and Daddy let go. Throwing himself off the penis with a desperate gasp, the wolf coughed a few times while he fought the desire to spit on the floor.

While still sitting down, Master reached under the table and pulled missy to his feet, saying "That was nearly perfect, missy. Now what do you say to Daddy?"

"What do I say? I say fuck you, you deranged lunatic! You nearly drowned me with your piss! How could you do that to another person you --"

The sentence wasn't even all the way out of his mouth before Daddy pulled the disobedient youth into his lap, forcing him to lay down face up. After pulling Edwin's skirt up and panties down, the Master shouted "One!" , as his arm flew through the air.

The wolf's world exploded into pain as Daddy's palm made contact with his balls. His face frozen in a shocked and wounded expression, he spent a couple seconds silently screaming until he was able to get the sound out.

"Two!"

To Edwin, it felt like his nuts had nearly burst. Through the intense hurt, one thought came through clear: "I made a terrible mistake. Daddy's castrating me."

"Three!"

Hurt compounded on hurt as the kidnapped slave felt like he was about to vomit up a stomach full of piss and cum. He had to get the man to stop, before he was irreparably ruined. "Daddy, I'm sorry! Daddy, please no, Daddy! I was wrong! Missy loves you Daddy! Missy loves Daddy's piss! I'll do anything! I'll be a good girl, Daddy! I promise!"

Terrified and wide-eyed, Edwin stared at Daddy's still raised hand, petrified that it would begin its descent again. When the hand did slowly fall to his lap, he let out a little squeal, before making himself silent when he realized that Master Daon was only inspecting the damage.

"Daddy's sorry he had to hurt you missy, but you said some very naughty things."

"I know Daddy, missy's so sorry she made Daddy hurt her. It was all my fault. Thank you Daddy for disciplining me. Thank you Daddy for letting me serve you by accepting your cum and piss. You tasted wonderful, Daddy!"

By this point Edwin would have said anything, as long as it saved his balls. They felt like they were swelling up to the size of kiwis as the bear ran his hand gently over them, and the wolf was still worried they'd been permanently damaged.

"I was going to let you have the afternoon off, after enjoying a nice lunch prepared by the kitchen staff. But after your immature little tantrum, I think it's you who should be serving the staff, instead of the other way around. Now go up to your bedroom and take care of every person who rings your service bell while you think about what you did. Do you understand me, missy?"

"Yes Daddy!"

"Good. Now let your Daddy give your boo-boo a kiss to make it feel better."

Edwin's Master leaned over the wolf, who was still laying in his lap, and began to give the bruised and swollen balls far more than a mere kiss, mouthing firmly over the sack with his tongue. Knowing better than to complain, the nineteen year old could only whimper as his eggs suffered through the rough affection.

The wolf took it as a very bad sign that Daddy's cock had re-firmed during the punishment, feeling the erection make itslef known against his back. The fact that his Master seemed to be getting off on nuzzling his mistreated eggs made him think very hard about talking back ever again. The only way to keep his balls intact was to be as obedient as possible, the wolf decided.

If Edwin had known at that moment that being obedient was about to mean satisfying over a dozen cocks in a row, he might have not been so sure that silent consent was the best route after all. But that was still in his future. For the present, all missy needed to worry about was making his loving Daddy as happy as possible.