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Daddy and missy slept in the same bed for the first time that night, the bear laying behind his wolf, pushing his soft cock in between his pet's ass cheeks. For Master Daon, it was one of the most restful and relaxing nights of his life, but for Edwin the experience was completely difference. By this point it had been days since he'd been permitted relief and his memories of the last few days kept playing in his head, over and over, like a kinky porno while Daddy lightly snored.

When missy finally did fall asleep, it only lasted a few hours before the youth woke up to the feeling of a hard dick firmly pushing against his lips. "Missy, wake up. Take care of your Daddy. I need to piss so I can get back to sleep." the insistent older man said as he gripped the sides of Edwin's head before pulling the slave towards his hips. As the cock head battered its way into his mouth, missy was awake enough to think to himself 'Are you serious? There's a bathroom right there, dude, and you're gonna piss in my mouth?'. That was apparently exactly what the bear was planning to do, as he let his acrid urine begin to flow so it could get taken care of by his obedient girl. "Oh babe, you're so good to me. Now, don't move until you hear my breathing change. I want to fall asleep with you kissing me. Mmm, goodnight love."

But what Edwin thought was going to fifteen minutes, at most, of being stuck pressed again Daddy's crotch with a mouthful of penis ended up lasting far longer than that. When the wolf tried to pull off, master's large hand pulled back, holding him in place. The bear was very much still asleep, so apparently he was instinctively keeping his the cock-warmer in place. There was nothing missy could do but sigh through his nose and put up with it, which seemed to be the theme of his new life. But breathing in the musky odor of Daddy's pubic hair only made things worse, as the teen found himself firming up in his new chastity belt. It was over a half-hour later before the wolf was able to find rest again, still half hard in his cock tube.

Seven AM came what felt all-too-soon to the slave, woken up as his chastity belt came alive like a sadistic alarm clock. It seemed to pick right back where it left off the previous evening, seemingly insistent that Edwin's cock stand at attention. Still attached by the lips to his Master's cock, missy squirmed as the belt had its way with him. At first, the intensely needy pet simply tried to put up with it and ignore it, but the device was simply too good at its job. Shamefully, missy realized what he had to do to make it stop. He couldn't disregard the fact that the genital prison's off switch was literally pressed into his mouth.

As gently as he could, the wolf began servicing his Daddy's dick, hoping that Master Daon would be in a better mood if he was woken up softly. Edwin promptly realized that had made a serious mistake when the now very erect cock began pressing into his throat while the bear was still asleep. 'Not again!' missy mentally shouted as his breath was once again cut off due to the meaty appendage. Bringing up his against Daddy's thighs in reaction, the slave tried to push himself away the suffocating member, only to feel the strong hand resting on the back of his head again prevent the attempt.

Distressed, missy began 'playing' with the bear's balls, perhaps a bit rougher than he normally would. Distress turned to desperation, though, when after a few more seconds of this Edwin started to feel his lungs burning. Squeezing the balls almost as hard as he could, the giant bear at last started stirring awake.

Gasping and for air between coughs, the pet was finally allowed to pull himself off the turgid flesh when Master Daon's grip relaxed. "Are you trying to thank me or discipline me, sweetie? Because you're doing a fine job of both. Not that I'm complaining, heh. But no time for games now, missy, we've got to get up. You can finish me off after you shower. Come, get moving. And remember to wash yourself out."

Still coughing a bit from the rough treatment to his throat, the wolf followed the Master's instructions and went to the bathroom, and soon after starting his shower Edwin heard Daddy enter the room. But unlike Master Tom, the bear reached for his own dick rather than a magazine, beginning to gently stroke it as he watched his pretty pet through the glass as she got herself clean.

Once missy finished her shower and dried off, the Master silently indicated the table with a gesture of his arm. Hopping on, the wolf wasn't exactly sure what was going to happen as he was strapped down. Surely Master Daon wouldn't remove the belt? He'd been fairly clear on that point during their first conversation. But that statement notwithstanding, that's precisely was the bear did, taking off the much-hated device using an oddly shaped key.

For a while, the bear just stared at the gently bobbing erection with an unsure expression, as if he was trying to make up his mind about the six and half inches of hard wolf flesh. After a couple minutes of this consideration, he took missy's cock in his hands -- weighing, feeling , and seemingly more curious about the smaller cock than he was disgusted by it.

Edwin realized this might be his last chance to convince the bear to not condemn him to a life of desperate sexual frustration. Or worse castration. But what was he suppose to say? The wolf was certain that even the most logical appeal to reason in the world wasn't going to convince Daddy to let him squirt a single drop of cum. But missy also remembered the look in Master Daon's eyes last night. Maybe that would work? 'It's worth a try' the slave decided.

"Daddy, my girly clit is so hard and wet for you! That proves how much I love you, papa bear! Your big, strong hands are touching me in all the right places -- you turn me on so much, my handsome Daddy!" missy practically moaned out, in as feminine a voice as he could manage. In response, the Master didn't say a word, instead used a thumb and finger to spread the wolf's piss slit, peering inside. "Daddy, I'll give myself to you -- wholly and completely -- if you'll let me prove it to you. Don't you want me, Daddy?"

Frowning, the bear said "You're already mine, love. That's what the cash was for and what the collar around your neck says."

"But don't want you want all of me, Daddy? To utterly own and posses me, body and soul? I can give that to you, if you'll let me." Missy took it as a good sign when the Master began to lightly stroke his overly-sensitive unit.

"You'd love me and do whatever I said... forever? What would I have to do?" the unsure bear asked, obviously unconvinced.

"Let me prove to you that I'll always be your little woman, by shooting out my girly orgasm for you! Look at that little thing. Compared to your pride, there's nothing even slightly manly about it. It can be just another bit of feminine prettiness, which you can take charge of. Only my Daddy's man enough to make it squirt." Edwin knew he was betting the farm on this one. If he failed to convince the irrational bear right here, right now, he doubted he'd ever the Master to listen again. The wolf would live out the rest of his days giving endless blowjobs and getting constantly fucked, but never getting off himself. Until the day he inevitably cracked, that is, and begged Daddy to take his balls away just to end the unbearable lustful ache.

The self-demeaning plea aside, Master Daon was still very much undecided, and it was impossible to tell which way he was leaning based on his indiscernible scowl. Eventually, he spoke up with "So I just need to let you spew? Just this one?"

While that would alleviate his immediate crisis, missy knew she'd be desperate again within just a few days. But if she asked for too much, the bear would just roll his eyes and the tentative negotiation would end right then. "For as long as you still want me, Daddy, I want to be whole for you, so I can have the chance to prove my love again and again, over the years to come."

"You know how I feel about my little girl shooting boy spunk, missy." Master Daon said, letting the wolf cock drop and crossing his arms.

"When I shoot for you, it's not boy spunk, Daddy! It's my special little girly orgasm, just for you!" is what Edwin said allowed, but internally he realized in horror that he was losing the bear's interest.

Over a minute passed in full silence, while the bear's stare bore down into missy's crotch, clearly displeased at it. In actuality, the Master was very attracted to the idea of beautiful girl giving herself over to him willingly and irrevocably, but the tradeoff wasn't easy to accept. But Daddy didn't make his fortune by being a ineffective negotiator, and was quick to realize that he still held most of the power in this conversation. Power that he was willing to leverage so that he had to give away as little as possible.

"Just letting you spew any time you want is simply out of the question. But if you give yourself to me completely and swear to be obedient in all things, I suppose I could let you have your selfish little cum, perhaps... once a year." Daddy said with authority.

The thought of going such an excessive length of time between releases made Edwin exceedingly alarmed, and surprisingly, a little turned on. But a year was plainly too long. He'd end up begging Daddy to cut him before he made it to twelve months, for sure! "Daddy, you're so sexy that I already need your strong hand on me after just a few days. A year of waiting would kill me! Love, I'm sure you'd agree that... once a week is much more reasonable?" The note of pleading in missy's voice was clear as a bell to Master Daon's ears. He had enough experiencing 'trading horses' that he knew that wasn't his girl's final offer. Not by a long shot, if he had any say in it.

"I'm going to kick myself for spoiling my little girl so much, later, but I could agree to once a month, if and only if you agreed to a few additional caveats. That's as low as I'm going, love, so I suggest you take it."

'Once a month!? I'll almost always be out of my mind with need!' Just the way Daddy wanted her, missy realized. She very much wanted to talk Daddy further down, maybe even to twice a month, but she was afraid that if she tried any more the man who was always use to getting his way would show Edwin the price of pushing him too far. And besides, once a month was infinitely better than Daddy's last offers of 'never' or 'once a year'. This being the case, missy found herself jumping at the offer. "Could you tell me about the additional conditions, Daddy?"

"These are also non-negotiable. If you agree to them, simply say 'Thank you Daddy, that sounds wonderful' and nothing else, or we're done here. I hope you understand how serious I am on that point. First, your current chastity cage stays on. I've noticed an improvement in your attitude since you started wearing it, and I've decided that there's no need to backtrack on the progress we've made. Second, you'll only receive your release if it's merited based on good behavior. If you were at all disobedient, mouthy, pouty, or even unenthusiastic, then you've forfeit your chance for that month. Third, every night you will beg me to go down your clit, during which you'll be sure to moan out your girly orgasm. And you'll also remember to thank your Daddy, after. Fourth, you will obey me in all things and be perfectly behaved in public. If you ever attempt to run away, you forfeit those suto-boy-balls you seem so preoccupied with. And fifth, I'll be putting a computer in your room which you'll use to make entries into a digital journal, at least three times a week. Each entry will be a minimum of two pages and the subject matter will be what you did the last few days and how it made you feel. This journal will be made available on the estate's local network, and both I and my employee's will be reading it. It would benefit you greatly if you let the household know how happy and content you are, and how much you enjoy servicing them. I'll also get one of my more creative tech people go back and embed appropriate videos and images for each entry, after you publish. Privacy shouldn't be a concern since only their cocks can be seen through the gloryhole. And I suppose we could always blur people's faces if we needed to. Well, missy... this is your chance to get what you've been crying so much about it. What do you have to say?"

To Edwin, it sounded like he was giving up so much for so little in return, but the alternative was just as unthinkable now as it was when Daddy first told him about his 'no boy orgasms' policy. In the end, he didn't really have much of a choice, so the young wolf said "Thank you Daddy! That sounds wonderful."

"Tonight, we'll make your gift of yourself to me official, but for now let's get you cleaned up so you can take care of your Daddy properly." There was nothing left to say, so Edwin stayed quiet as his Daddy cleaned his hard member with a wet sponge, before the chastity belt was again locked in place around his cock. It then proceeded to welcome the nineteen year old's erection back home with series of frustrating vibrating tugs.

Before unstrapping missy from the table, Master Daon left the bathroom to grab his phone, using it to send a quick text before setting it on the counter. Once the straps were undone, the bear pulled his slave off the table and into an intimate hug, wrapping both of his arms around her while leaning his head down as he drew missy's muzzle into a passionate kiss. As Daddy's tongue vigorously laid claim to his pet's mouth, Edwin wouldn't help but become aware of the Master's hard length pressing against his stomach, leaving what felt like a growing wet spot of precum.

Apparently satisfied with the several minute long make out session, the bear pulled back and said "Missy, in a minute you're going to be seeing the man once called Master Tom again, along with the dog named Feral. I want you to trust me and to be unafraid of them, understand?" Daddy asked, holding the wolf's furred chin up in his soft grip so that they were making eye contact with each other.

Seeing either of those two was very far down on the list of things Edwin wanted to have to do, but the slave realized that even disagreeing with the bear might be grounds enough for the Master to deny him orgasm for a full thirty days, or even longer, so his options were limited. "Yes Daddy, I trust you."

"That's my precious little girl. Go lay down on your bed, and don't say a word until I tell you to." Daddy said, leading her back into the bedroom and on to the bed. Laying down, the wolf watched as Daddy opened the hallway door and brought Master Tom and Feral into the room.

Not believing his eyes, Edwin forgot to keep breathing for a few moments as he got his first look at the new Master Tom. Or apparently "Bitch", based on the ridiculously large tattooed letters that ran between the bunny's nipples, where there use to be hair. But the changes didn't stop there. Not by a long shot. The former Master's hands were bound and rendered useless in black leather mitts. He also had a collar on, but far more attention-grabbing than that was the addition of the chastity belt he was wearing -- an almost exact copy of missy's. The last prominent ornamentation was a red leash that was attached to a ring surrounding his now also hairless ball sack. A leash that was firmly held between Feral's teeth.

Closing the door behind them, Master Daon explained "Since Tom decided he wasn't happy with the duties assigned to him under my employment, he's been given a new role. That of Bitch, which will also serve as his name from this point on. Furthermore, for the next many years , Bitch will be responsible for looking after Feral's needs, entertainment, and sexual release. In return, Feral will be looking after Bitch's own needs, while also providing much needed structure to the bunny's life. Since his ability to speak has been forever taken away, there will be no negotiating, begging, or pleas for mercy coming from Bitch. The only option left to him is to accept his changed position in this household. Both Feral and the chastity belt will see to that. It's actually very similar to your own device, missy, in that it encourages him to please his Master, Feral, by remorseless teasing. However, there are two key differences between your belts. The first is that the downtime is set to two hours, rather than four, since Feral tends to be a great deal randier than his two legged counterparts. In other words, Bitch has his work cut out for him if he'd like to spend the majority of his day torture free. The second difference is that since Feral is sure to be entirely uninterested the pathetic childlike penis between Bitch's legs, the chastity belt has been programmed to include a chance to grant the cunt sexual release. Not a very large chance, but a possibility nonetheless. Starting a week from today, every time Feral cums, there's a one-in-twenty chance that Bitch's chastity device will also bring him to climax. Since he'll never know when the belt will trigger this, and because the odds are so low, over time our little bunny here will become a complete slut for his new Master. He'll try to coax and entice as many orgasms out of that dog's cock as possible on the off chance that just maybe, this time he too will get to spew. In effect, he'll truly become the Bitch he's proven himself to be."

Starring at the rabbit formerly known as Tom, Edwin couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy. The man didn't deserve any an ounce pity, of course, but the wolf couldn't help but understand thinking you were set for life, only to be brought lower than you could possibly have imagined. Not that missy was in position to help the bunny, even if she wanted to. She couldn't even help herself.

"Now, Bitch, I'm going to give you a choice. One of the few choices left to you during this life, I'd think. You can choose to blow me, the man who you betrayed, which will serve as an admission of guilt, an apology to me, and a sign that you've accepted your new life. Or you can blow feral again, but this time you'll be eagerly fucking your face against his crotch, rather than the other way around. Now, what will it be, Bitch?"

From the furious expression that came over Bitch's face, Edwin was sure that the bunny wasn't going to voluntarily pleasure Daddy anytime soon. But neither was he making any motion to go down on his new Master Feral, instead opting to glare hatefully at the bear.

"You have ten seconds to get your lips around one of our cocks, Bitch, or you'll bitterly regret it. This is your last warning." Those ten seconds dragged out into some the longest of Edwin's life, as he watched the two men face off in a battle of wills. "Very well, I can see that you are entirely unrepentant in regards to your disloyalty." Reaching over to the cabinet beside the bed, Master Daon grabbed the chastity belt's control device and began pressing keys. "There, it's done. Now every time you cum, Bitch, there's a very small chance that ring at the top of your sack will release two spring-powered blades, like a cigar cutter. At some point in your life, you're going to find yourself suddenly castrated -- balls cleanly removed by the act of spewing your impotent seed. You'll never know when it will happen, and so you'll come to dread cumming almost as much as you'll come to yearn for it. Even I don't know when it will happen. Maybe you'll lose the chance for any future pleasure next week. Maybe years from now. But I want you to keep those two blades in mind as the belt forces you closer and closer to the what might end up being your last orgasm. Each time you cum, you'll brace yourself for the razor sharp pain around your scrotum. And you know what the best part is? The belt will send me a text message right as it's unmanning you, so I join you in that moment no matter where I am. And then I'll reach into my pants and fondle my own sack, which is sure provide me with countless more orgasms before I die. Because unlike you, my nuts don't have an expiration date."

Bitch's face had turned from belligerent to terrified during the explanation, clearly regretting his moment of rebellion. Edwin didn't blame him. Resisting never paid off for any slave.

"Now, it's time to get serious about paying off your debt, Bitch. Feral, prone display!" In response to the command, the large wolf-dog laid down on his back, leg's spread out, and displayed his sizeable package. A sizeable package that was quickly growing even larger as over eight inches of dog cock pointed up towards the bunny's face, who couldn't help but stare wide-eyed at the vulgar display. "I suggest you get to sucking, slut, before I increase the odds for your date with the scissors. And if you think your balls are the only thing I have to hold over your head, then you never really got to know me."

Apparently the rabbit was unwilling to continue his ill-advised game of chicken against Daddy, and was more than ready to blink. Leaning over, Bitch stared at the huge angry-red cock for a few seconds before taking it into his mouth. Soon moist sucking noises could be heard throughout the room as the toothless slave worked to help the black wolf-like dog achieve release. The very release that one day would trigger his own climax, which would sooner or later be followed a sharp snapping noise and the wet sound of severed testicals striking the floor.

Daddy and missy sat there watching the couple for a minute or two, before the bear pulled his slave's head into his lap so that she could provide him with oral service. For a moment, both Feral and Daon looked at each other, an expression of contentment clear on both of their faces, before each closed their eyes to savor the pleasure they were receiving from the slaves attending them. Missy was throwing herself into the task of fellating her Daddy, hoping to please him so that he'd grant her an orgasm in return, sooner or later. And while Edwin hated to admit how effect the chastity device was, he was also looking forward to swallowing the bear's cum so he could get a few hours of peace from the torturous device. He could only imagine how harder he'd be working if he had Bitch's belt on instead, so that there was a chance of shared orgasm. If the bunny's reaction to his own teasing was anything like missy's, the wolf couldn't help but feel that the slave was going to have a hard time resisting the urge to "encourage" Feral to play as often as the dog could get it up. Edwin even doubted that ever-present threat of castration would prevent Bitch from recklessly seeking out his next release.

As Edwin continued to take in as much of Daddy's ten inch cock as he could, he heard the bear say to Tom, "Bitch, while you service your Master, I want you to listen to me. I can see that you're trying to zone out. To distance yourself from what you're letting yourself do right now. I want you to stop that and really focus in on the fact that you have a dog's cock in your mouth. Let yourself acknowledge how he tastes and smells, and accept how that makes you feel. Aren't you hard as a rock while you're getting your Master off? Isn't part of you genuinely looking forward to when he jisms into your mouth and throat? Remember, this time you're finally going to get to taste it. After he's done coming, be sure to let some of his spunk sit in your mouth, so your tongue marinates with the taste of it. In fact, in thirty minutes I'm going to check the inside of your mouth. If I don't spot the creamy load of your Master's dog cum sitting there when I take look, I'm giving you all of missy's gloryhole duties for an entire week. You don't need that mouth for talking anymore, so it shouldn't be a problem to dedicate half an hour taking in your Master's flavor."

Her vision filled with Daddy's crotch, missy couldn't gauge the bunny's reaction, but he could guess how the slave felt. After all, it wasn't so long ago that Feral's cum was coating her own tongue, and washing down her own throat. 'Potent' as a descriptor failed to fully express the taste of the dog's output. But right now missy's mouth was filled with a different taste -- the muskiness of her Daddy.

The majority of bear's cock was now pistoning into and out of Edwin's tight throat, as the Master continued his distinctive brand of dirty talk. "And missy, you're treating your Daddy very well right now, and I want you to know that I appreciate it. That doesn't mean that I've forgotten how you tried to haggle with me like some thrifty shopkeeper earlier, but we'll deal with another time, won't we? Right now, I want you to know what your love is earning you. If you weren't being such a good girl, I'd have you down there with Bitch and order both of you to fight over Feral's cock with just your lips and tongue. It would have been a beautiful contest: which one of you can get Feral to cum while his cock is in their mouth. Your obedience and affection are the only reason why you aren't having to play that game right now , cutie pie. Instead, you get to spend this time letting your Daddy know how much you care. Isn't that a much better journal entry? Though, I'm sure the staff would have loved to read about what you were thinking while you tried to steal Feral's cock away from his Bitch and back into your own greedy muzzle. Of course, sooner or later you'll misbehave, like young immature girls do from time to time. So it's not like we won't get to eventually get to see you play that game. And after you give you pledge yourself to me later tonight, completely and unequivocally, maybe you'll volunteer for it, just because you know I'd like to see it."

Edwin's ears perked up at that comment. 'Did Daddy just say I'd ask him to let me go down on Feral? Sorry to disappoint you, pervert, but that's not going to happen.' But then missy realized yet another downside to his deal with the Master. Now the bear could always dangle the possibility of denying the wolf his monthly orgasm! With a horrible sense of certainty, missy knew that if Daddy even hinted that sucking dog cock would earn him a climax, he'd go down on Feral in a heartbeat. The shame that accompanied this thought was crushing for the youth.

"That's what giving yourself to me truly means, honey. Putting my needs before your own. I hope that one day, you take that to heart and tell me you're ready to my perfect little angle again and that you're ready to go back to being fully chaste. Wouldn't that be so romantic? Each month I'd offer to bring you to completion, and each month you'd let me know that you don't need it, because I already complete you. That's the kind of love we could share, missy, if we tried for it. While I'm jerking you off later tonight, and as you shamefully cover my hand and the bed sheets in your disgusting boy semen, I want you to keep in mind how disappointed I am in you. We both know that sort of thing isn't meant for girls. After all, both Doctor Stone and Mr. Mason have confirmed that there is no actual benefit to allowing you a superfluous cum. This need for release you keep obsessing over is all in your head, dear. It's just a bad habit, like biting your nails or burping out loud. That's why I'm setting up an appointment for you with Mr. Mason later today, who has volunteered to council you. You taking advantage of my good nature when you saw how devoted I was to you... just so you could trick your way into an occasional spew just goes to show how out of my depth I am with you. Mr. Mason, on the other hand, has years of experience in dealing with unruly slaves, and so I want you to hear him out. Maybe he'll get through to you in a way I can't. That aside, I'm nothing if not a man of my word, so you can have your little self-centered jizz tonight. That is, if you behave yourself with Mr. Mason. If I receive a bad report from him, feeling pent-up for the next month will be the least of your problems."

'Me, alone in a room with Master Mason!? No!' Edwin yelled mentally. There was no telling what the twisted boar would do to him. But one thing was certain: there was no way the Master was going to allow him to cum tonight, if he had any say in it. Not if the words he whispered into Missy's ear the last time they met were anything to go on.

"Ooohh, I'm about to shoot, love. While you're drinking my essence down, I want you to try and understand the difference between a guy's healthy and natural ejaculation and the ridiculousness of a girl trying to cum like a boy. I'm a man, with a man's equipment and a man's needs, and what you're about to taste is a man's cum. Perfectly acceptable. And nothing like what you've roped me into for later tonight. I hope you spend the rest of today thinking about this and that you'll change your mind. You know it's the right thing to do."

Missy knew no such thing, and was ready to do anything to ease the constant ache of blue balls. Daddy could scold all he wanted, as long as he made good on his word. As the wolf felt the first splash of cum on his tongue, he also heard a soft whine from Feral, followed a series of very loud gulping sounds coming from Bitch.

Watching their respective chastised slaves perform, both Masters enjoyed an intensely satisfying orgasm as their submissives tried to swallow down their envy along with the cum. For the two dominants, life was good.