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About fifteen minutes later the pair stepped out of the shower, both cleaned from ears to tail. Shen had scrubbed up Bolt quite nicely, if not very carefully to not damage the canine any more than he already was. Bolt had done the same to Shen, but taken a bit longer than expected around the feline's crotch and ass. The lion wrote this off as little more than arousal, and did the same to the canine just to show him that it went both ways. A few cute whimpers had accompanied all that attention, but all in all the entire thing had gone without either one trying to get too much from the other. Bolt still seemed too nervous to try anything more than some faint teasing with Shen, but the fact that he was even able to go that far was a huge improvement from just an hour prior in Shen's mind. The canine was warming up to him quick, and Shen was writing that off as a major success. The idea of not getting close to the German Shepard was all but gone from his mind by this point; he liked what he saw, and he was going to claim it as more than property. That would take time though... And Shen had all the time in the world.

For the time being though, the feline needed to find some attire for both himself and Bolt to wear so that they could go and get clean clothes from the laundry. Normally Shen would have just shouted to Lidia to bring out more clothing for him and Bolt to wear, but he decided against it and instead just started his trek to the laundry room on his own. The lion knew that he would be going down there of his own accord eventually anyways to try and see what else would fit Bolt, so the trek to the room of clothes was killing two birds with one stone. Why he did not go to his bedroom to get clothes was simple; he kept all of his clothes in the laundry room. It seemed odd to most, but it was a habit that had formed when Shen was just a cub, and it had stuck around for him. That, and it meant that he actually had to move around after he woke up, and that got him going a lot more than just taking a shower or anything like that.

Bolt was gathering up the dirtied clothes off the bathroom floor, his towel at the bottom of the little pile he was creating. Shen waited for him to finish, watching the nude canine with less of the eyes of a pervert and more just the eye of another fur. He was beginning to truly take in the sight in front of him, rather than lust over it, and that showed just how much his thoughts had shifted. Of course, the change had not been complete in taking away all his trepidations about becoming more than an owner to the canine, but it was a start in that direction as far as he was concerned. Standing there thinking about it while Bolt was getting the last of their spent garments together wasn't going to help matters though. So instead, he just waited for the dog to finish and stand up again before turning much more than his sexual brain on again. "Where would you like these sir?"

"Bring them with us." Taking Bolt by the paw, Shen started out of the room clad in little more than a towel with Bolt in tow. Bolt did not have a free paw to hold a towel up, and his embarrassment by this was clear as day as he carried the dirtied clothes and towel in his free arm. He tried to move the little pile of clothing to keep him decent as best he could, but that was going to be a task in and of itself as there was little way to do that without being in danger of dropping all that he held. So with his sheathe and bouncing balls out for all to see, Bolt followed along as fast as his shorter legs would allow, falling quickly into step alongside Shen, but not before letting out a bashful whimper and hanging his head. Shen all but ignored this; no one was around to see that hadn't seen many other nude males before Bolt.

Hall after hall the pair went down, the smaller canine in tow behind the lion. It felt like a very long walk to Bolt, but that was simply due to his extremely embarrassed state; the whole thing took barely a minute. Every step was one of shame as far as Bolt's mind was still concerned; fear of anyone seeing him the one thing which ran through his head for every second of the nearly sixty it took to get to the laundry room again. No one was there to see him, thankfully, so his fears proved out to be for nothing. This did not mean that he was ok with it, and had he been more self-confident and not still afraid of the feline he now called master, he may have said something. He couldn't bring himself to even think truly ill of the lion though, and instead just kept his mouth shut and his eyes trained at the floor as the two of them entered the laundry room and made their way over to the stacks of folded, old clothes which filled an open closet. He barely even noticed Shen stop in from of that closet, ramming into the lion who still clasped his paw much like an adult leading around a cub.

"Watch where you're going."

"Sorry sir."

"Mmmm... Now, do you see anything you like?" The faintest twinge of annoyance, and worry, brushed the lion's words as they left his muzzle. He could see the fear in the canine's eyes all over again, and that made his brow furrow in distress. He was not about to start down the road of trying to make Bolt feel comfortable again, but he wasn't going to stand for the poor dog being as miserable as he looked just standing there, eyes trained at the bottom shelf of the rows upon rows of old clothes. "Take your time, and let me have those old clothes."

"Yes sir," Bolt murmured, extending his clothing-laden arms towards Bolt to give back the dirtied garments he held in them. The feline took them and held them for just a moment before sighing faintly to himself and starting towards the large hamper besides his large washing machine. Tossing the pile into the basket deftly, he stood there for a moment and just pondered what he was going to wear. Something loose and light probably, with something naughty beneath it in order to get Bolt going again when they inevitably would do the deed later on that night. Bolt would need at the very least the same underwear; which was to say barely anything on at all, if that was going to happen. Of course, Shen would need to pick that out as undoubtedly Bolt would not pick something out for himself like that. The canine still seemed far too shy to even go there with any of his decisions, and as skittish as he was around Shen too... The lion feared that it would nearly have to be an order to get his lovely-looking canine into the lingerie for the first few nights.

Selecting a green thong for himself, and a blue jockstrap for his canine pet, the lion took but a moment nabbing himself a black pair of thin slacks and a white button up shirt before heading back over to Bolt. The dog had at least looked up from the bottom shelf at this point, and had even gone as far as getting himself a shirt. It was a tight black tank top, and an acceptable choice as far as Shen was concerned for the time being. He handed the blue underwear to Bolt without a word, just offering them up with a smile as soon as he was able to grab the canine's attention. Bolt looked at the underwear, then to Shen, then back at the underwear as his paw extended towards it to take it. Shen could see the hesitation in his eyes though, and retracted the jock for a moment. "Do you want to wear this, or something else?"

"I'll wear whatever you g-"

"I asked what you wanted to wear, not what I wanted you to wear." Shen's tone was not a cross one, and in fact was more one of concern than anything. Bolt looked to pick up on this instantly, and folded his ears back with a nod. He looked at the jock, his eyes seeming to search it for a moment before he shook his head. Shen just nodded and started to turn back towards the shelf to put it back, slightly disappointed but hardly even registering it. Bolt got it though, extending a paw towards Shen and grasping onto the feline's arm for a long moment. Shen turned back, his eyes meeting Bolt's for a brief moment before the canine looked down in what could only be embarrassment.

"I... I don't like those kinds. I do like thongs though; pink too." Shen smiled, brushing his paw along Bolt's to loosen it from his arm. He then walked back over to the shelf of clean undergarments, and quickly found just that to give to Bolt. The German Shepherd had watched the whole thing, his black-and-blue tail moving from between his legs to swish around behind him just once or twice. He had a very hard time hiding his feelings with that large tail and his perky ears, and Shen had no problem with that at all as he turned back and saw it. His smile broadened as he just tossed the underwear over to Bolt, aiming to hit the canine in the chest but missing horridly as the skimpy piece of cloth just fluttered in the air and then fell about halfway between them to the floor.

"Whoops... Oh well. I have what I need, so I am going to change. Get that and some pants, and then meet me right outside alright? I'll give you the grand tour after that so you will know where everything is, as well as introduce you to Lidia and Kyle. Hopefully by then the doctor will be here... He is taking his sweet time today apparently..." Shen trailed off as he bent down to begin slipping on his own thong, just muttering a few indiscernible things to himself as he did. Bolt paid them no mind though, going back to searching for a pair of pants which he liked. None had truly struck his fancy, until he came to a rather simple pair of black-and-blue ones. They matched him fairly closely; the blue was a few shades too light, but it would do. He reached for the garment, took it from the shelf, and then inspected it to see if it would fit. He would need a belt with the thing, that much was sure just from looking at it, but the length seemed to be about what he needed. That was good enough for him, and all that remained now that he had found pants would be to find a belt...

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It was nearly half an hour after that when the doctor finally came knocking. The whole tour and meeting Lidia and Kyle had taken less than twenty minutes, so Bold spent the few before the doctor had arrived eating what looked to be the first thing he had consumed in a day or two. Once the doctor finally did arrive though, he spent a few hours wrapping Bolt up and taking care of setting a couple wounds before bandaging the poor, battered canine. He did not ask questions, which was why Shen paid him what he did, but the tardiness was not part of the agreement. Shen and the older tiger exchanged words, rather harsh ones, after Bolt was finished being treated. The damage was a lot more extensive than Shen had thought at first, and for a little while he was worried just what he had procured, and what had happened to put the German Shepherd in such a state of disarray. The doctor seemed more angry about this than worried, but held his tongue as Shen tore into him for being late as the lion seemed concerned enough for the doctor to know that the lion had not inflicted the injuries himself. He still requested to be called back within a few days for a follow-up and to redress some of the damage, which Shen agreed to on the condition that he was more timely. The doctor agreed, a check was given to him, and off he went in a huff.

That was when the lion came back in to see Bolt, looking the canine over a few times just to see what he could see. Arm in a sling, bandages on his chest and legs... The feeble German Shepherd looked to be more like a war victim than a sexual toy. Of course, he was neither as far as Shen was concerned, and that made looking at all that damage difficult. His property was damaged, and a fur he cared about was hurt, all at the same time. Shen opened his mouth to same something, but was unsure of even what to say. He held his muzzle open for a moment, just looking at Bolt through pained eyes which he was sure the canine saw. There was a faint hint of a strong smile forming on Bolt's face, which made Shen want to run over and hug that canine so hard it would hurt a healthy fur, let alone a battered one like him. That little thought, which was far more care than even Shen thought he had developed for Bolt in such a short time, put the words in his muzzle that he had so desperately searched for. "Are you ok?"

"I'm alright sir, please don't worry..."

"Hard not to worry when you look like that... Do you want anything?"

"No sir, I don't want to inco-"

"It's not an inconvenience Bolt, now do you want anything? Food? Maybe to go to your bed and lay down?" Concern was all that came out with those words, albeit with the undertones of exasperation that only Shen seemed to notice. Bolt shook his head and just sat there on the couch where he had been treated, his free arm rubbing over the bandages on his chest a few times. It felt weird to be bandaged that tightly, at least in his mind. Shen looked worried still, and he indeed was as he just looked on at his pet. "Are you sure?"

"Yes sir, thank you sir."

"Alright then. I'll bring dinner in as soon as Lidia is done making it, and then you can take the medicine that Tyler left for me to give to you. If you need anything before then, just give a shout, or come find one of us if you can."

"It's not as bad as it looks sir... I was up and moving today, remember?" The smile that came across Bolt's face as he said this practically melted every ounce of doubt that had remained in Shen's heart. It was one of trying to cheer his owner, his master, the kindest being he had ever met up from just seeing that there was so much concern in every one of Shen's actions. That alone was enough to make Shen lose his wall of toughness for a moment, but then to think that it was coming from a fur which had feared him almost to the point of making Shen uncomfortable just hours before... It was too much for his self-restraint to maintain his steely composure. He padded right over to the sofa which Bolt was sitting on, standing beside it for but a moment looking down at the German Shepherd before sitting down right beside him. The dog looked a little confused as the lion lowered himself into position beside him, and that confusion as a gentle arm was wrapped around his side and just embraced him. "Sir, did I do something?"

"Yeah, but it was probably the best thing you could have done." Shen murmured as he just held onto Bolt, barely at all placing pressure on the beaten frame next to him. He was borderline terrified of causing more damage, so the hug didn't last too long, but it was enough as far as he was concerned to get his point of caring across. The blush he saw in the corner of his eyes on Bolt's cheeks was enough to convince him that indeed his point had gotten across, so it wasn't long before the lion had released the German Shepherd and turned to face him properly. Bolt turned as well as soon as he was released, almost backing up a little bit from Shen as his eyes looked on in confusion. "Thank you. Now rest here and just take it easy, I'll be back with some food for you soon."

"Y-...Yes sir..." Bolt barely managed to squeak out, looking from Shen down to the couch cushion in nearly shame as he sat there. Shen saw this, leaning over and placing a paw very gently on the canine's thigh. He smiled up at Bolt, just peering at him for a moment with a gaze that simply could not convey the myriad of emotions which were running through his mind at the time. It was as if there was nothing but every single feeling in his body being pushed out through those eyes, and yet that still was not enough to put it all out there for him. More contact was needed to get across just what Shen was thinking at that moment, so without hesitation he leaned in closer and pushed his lips to Bolt's.

Shock ran through Bolt at first, his frame nearly backing off from the sudden display. He had nearly forgotten their first kiss hours earlier, but it quickly came back as he tasted Shen and all that lion was offering up to him. Tongues met between their lips, teeth nearly brushing one another as they pushed hard against one another almost instantly. Their eyes shut as the passion truly began to flow just between their lips rather than their eyes or bodies; that still was not enough to truly get across all that Shen was thinking though. He was just not going to get that feeling across with any sense of using his body, and as such knew that he was going to have to do something more than that in order to just convey what his mind was thinking as he held that kiss. That almost made him back off from kissing Bolt, but still he stayed there as the canine seemed to need that affection, his lips nearly clinging to the tongue that had slid between them in order to truly tease that canine.

Tongues wrestling and lips locked, the pair stayed tied for nearly a full minute before it was Bolt that finally came up for air. He looked shocked still, though for a different reason other than just not knowing why Shen was being so affectionate. He had not expected that, in the slightest, and while he did not object to nearly having his face eaten off by an affectionate lion, he was confused as to why. Shen was not going to stay around to explain though, as he simply got to his feet just a moment after Bolt had broken away. His steely attitude had returned, silence gripping him as he just looked at the canine with a slight, yet warm smile before turning to leave. Bolt was still to confused by what had just transpired to even try chasing after the lion, and instead just sat there dumbfounded while Shen strode over to the door and stood in the frame just for a moment. The pause was deliberate, but Bolt had no idea why as he just sat and watched. Shen did not even turn as he cleared his throat to speak to Bolt, not wanting to see what he had just kissed and left. "Dinner is in a few minutes. I'll be back with it."

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Shen lay in bed, staring at the ceiling in silence. It had been four days since he had picked up Bolt, and he had been worn down day after day to have feelings for that German Shepherd. The doctor, Tyler, had come back and turned the sling into nothing but a brace for the canine's wrist, as his shoulder had healed enough to be somewhat mobile. The leg bandages had also been removed, as everything had set enough beneath them. The ribs, however, needed a few more days and would take a little longer to heal. Bolt was healing abnormally quick though, something the doctor noted as he had talked to Shen about the whole thing that was going on. There was little more that could be done for the canine at the time, something which Tyler was forced to stress multiple times to Shen before he was allowed to leave. The lion had taken a fair amount of convincing in terms of that, as he had been little more than concerned at that point in time. Shen knew that there was a lot more that could be done for him in terms of psychological repair though, and tried to focus on that. Making Bolt comfortable was a priority while he healed, but getting him over what looked to still be a lot of fears of dealing with Shen and anyone for that matter was one of the lion's new priorities as well.

Shen had been working more than he wanted over the few days that Bolt had been there, and as such had not seen nearly enough of the healing wolf. This meant fewer visits, but also a chance to try and rebuilt the resolve that Bolt was going to be nothing more than a pet, a sexual fantasy which only lived with him and had to do his bidding. That was nearly impossible with how much care and affection Shen had shown to Bolt on his first day there, but the lion was going to try regardless. He had to try and keep himself distant, for himself falling as hard as he had... That was just unacceptable. It wouldn't make for good news, could ostracize from his circle of friends, not to mention all that it would do to poor Bolt to have to suddenly answer so many questions and inquiries and all of those things. Shen had to keep his distance, and that meant leaving Kyle to deal with Bolt in the lion's stead. Shen still maintained interest in Bolt despite all that that though, and according to Kyle, the canine had been doing little more than sleeping and staring off into space. He had refused to eat more than one meal simply from being too tired, and while Shen could completely understand that with the ordeal that had brought him into the lion's life, he was still painfully worried. He didn't want something he had spent that much money on, nor had grown to care for as much as he had allowed himself to, to suffer.

The lion brushed a large paw over his face and sighed heavily, trying his hardest to clear his thoughts. It was no easy task, considering how clouded they were at the moment with stocks, monetary issues with clients, the P.R. fiasco he was currently involved in thanks to a rather boisterous client, and Bolt. The feline knew he needed a vacation, and would take one as soon as time allowed for it, but time was nearly never on his side. So instead, he had to settle for his little naps during the day to act as his momentary vacations for the time being. A big vacation was coming though; he had earned it, and just needed to find someone to take care of the firm while he was away. If he didn't take that vacation though, he knew all the stress he was under would be the death of him. That, and he was just so tired of having to solve every other problem that was raised that he just wanted a break. Shen was tired, overworked, and stressed past any sense of being able to keep things straight. "H-..Hello?" The voice startled Shen, sending him straight into predator-mode as he sprang up on the bed, fur standing on end, fangs bared, and claws at the ready.

"Who's there?" The feline hissed, glaring at the door mostly in surprise rather than anger. The feline couldn't make out the cowering form, but he was still half-asleep and quite startled.

"Bolt!" There was fear in that voice, a lot of it, and instantly Shen felt bad. His fur flattened back down as quickly as it had fluffed up, and his face went from a snarl back to its tired expression as he stepped down off the bed.

"Oh... You scared me," Shen said, a hint of sheepish embarrassment in his voice as he slowly approached the door. "The light switch is on the left, come in."

"O-ok," Bolt murmured, stepping in and fiddling with the wall for a moment before he found the switch and flicked it on. Shen had to shut his eyes from the sudden brightness which flooded the room, his eyes taking a moment to adjust. Bolt looked to be the same way, squinting for but a moment at the feline before opening his eyes again. Shen took a little longer, reduced to squinting for a little bit as he looked over Bolt once. He hadn't seen the canine in almost two days, and had not seen his progress in healing. The German Shepherd looked considerably healthier than he had before, and that was true progress as far as Shen was concerned. His coat looked healthier, there were far smaller bags under his eyes, his expression was less one of constant fear and pitiful hiding, even his stance was less fearful. Shen was glad with that progress, but that couldn't have been why Bolt had come, so Shen just waited as his eyes fully adjusted and looked on with interest at Bolt. The canine was quiet though, his eyes trained at the floor in submission as he stood before Shen.

"Now, what did you need?" Shen finally asked after several seconds of silence, slowly approaching Bolt. Bolt looked up, and opened his muzzle to say something, but stopped before words left his mouth and just shut his lips again. He looked conflicted, his eyes seeming to search for the right words to say as Shen got closer and closer. That quarrel only intensified with every step the lion took towards the German Shepherd, looking to nearly reach critical mass when Shen finally stopped moving within grabbing distance of Bolt. The feline didn't retreat though, he just stayed there and let his presence make Bolt uncomfortable; Shen had read somewhere that it would help get Bolt more comfortable around him in the long run. Bolt just looked more conflicted though, and Shen started to think his little plan was going to backfire. That was until Bolt opened his muzzle again, leaving it open for a moment as his gaze settled back down and turned back to the lion directly in front of him.

"I missed you; you haven't stopped by and I was worried you were mad at me so I came here to see if you were and..." Bolt finally blurted out that out, words tumbling awkwardly out of him as his cheeks went from black to beet red with every syllable. Shen looked more and more stunned with every word, his eyes widening to dinner plates as Bolt trailed off. He had no idea that the German Shepherd felt that way, and that suddenly complicated things to no end for the poor feline. Shen had no idea what to do about that, and as much as he wanted to just confess to Bolt that he felt the same way, he knew that would not work out. No, he had to steel his resolve. He had to maintain that façade of feeling nothing for the canine who was so vulnerable and innocent and sweet right in front of him. He had to push back that urge which was gaining strength every moment he stalled to just confess right there that feelings had formed for what should have been property.

"I missed you too." Shen said, and instantly began cursing himself inwardly. That was not what he had wanted to say, not what his mind had planned on saying, and yet his inner desires had beaten his brain to the punch. It was too late to retract the statement; Bolt was looking up at Shen with a wholly shocked expression plastered on his face. The lion would just have to deal with the consequences of being unable to hold his tongue. His stupid, impulsive, plan-ruining, and... Correct tongue.

"Really?"

"Well... Yeah, really."

"Wow... Uhm... Can I hug you sir?" Shen simply spread his arms out and gave a nod in response to the question, and was met by all but a pounce from Bolt. The overeager canine attacked with ferocious affection, wrapping those lean but strong arms around the feline and squeezing tightly. Shen could only hug back lightly, for fear of breaking Bolt again as the canine still was wearing his bandages. It was a shock that such adoration could be built in such a short time, but when Shen thought about it... He too had built a substantial attachment to the canine over a few days, rather than the years it had taken him in some other cases. "I'm glad you bought me sir..."

Those words were nearly a battering ram to Shen's resolve. He had indeed bought the beast that was hugging on him so tightly at that moment. Purchased. With money. It was not as if Bolt was here by choice; he was a purchased sexual slave which the feline was falling for nearly against his will. It was a haunting truth that Shen had been trying to deny since he had first seen the feelings for Bolt welling up inside his mind. Sure, he did keep reminding himself that Bolt was property, but not that the German Shepherd was living, breathing, feeling property which had been bought and was now happy to have been bought by him. It was a harsh thing to have to admit, but it was indeed the truth and it was going to have to be owned up to at some point. Granted, Bolt was undoubtedly better off than nearly every other sex slave that had been purchased from the badger, but still... Guilt wracked Shen in a new way that he had not felt since the first time he had touched Bolt after bringing him home. He could say nothing in response to that; no words would quell the feelings that has just rekindled and made the lion feel like utter scum. So instead he just hugged Bolt tighter and sighed to himself; it was all the feline could give back.

The pair stayed embracing for a long while, just holding onto one another before Shen finally released Bolt and backed away slightly. Bolt let go almost begrudgingly, looking up at Shen with eyes filled with the same level of confusion Shen was managing to stifle and keep locked away deep inside him. A look of knowing and understanding washed over Bolt's expression as Shen looked on though, and gave away that more was being hinted at then Shen wanted. The feline wanted to maintain his stone-cold resolve, his steely demeanor, his frigid composure... And yet there was Bolt, melting those things way without even trying to do so. It was enough to make the feline nearly explode with confusion and self-doubt and worry and every other feeling in the book, but just looking at Bolt... A similar explosion looked inevitable, and indeed was for the poor canine, who was struggling to hold his own feelings in check. He was falling for the one who had bought him, the one who had him as essentially a sex-slave. It was just as much a conundrum for the German Shepherd as it was for the lion. Neither wanted to own up to just how much of a problem their situation was becoming though; denial of anything was going to be the best way to solve it all, and they were both playing that game to the bitter end.

"I'm sorry sir..." Bolt finally said, his eyes locking back on the ground as he started to turn and leave. Before Shen even knew what he was doing, he had his paw around Bolt's and was holding onto it tightly.

"You don't leave until I dismiss you first of all. Secondly... It's Shen Bolt, stop calling me sir. I'm nowhere near old enough to be being called sir." Shit. That was all Shen could think as those words poured out of him. He was speaking and acting on impulse at this point, so lost in turmoil was his mind at this point. He was no longer being rational; days of work to strengthen himself so that this wouldn't happen were undone in moments.

"Alright sir... Uhm, Shen, sorry..." Bolt looked back at the ground, his cheeks flushing once again with embarrassment. Shen gave Bolt a light smack on the ass for screwing up, little more than a love tap but it made the canine yelp and jump regardless. This made Shen think he hurt the canine, but after the yelp came the tell-tale whimper of something far more than pain coming from the little smack. Bolt had actually enjoyed that smack to his ass... And instantly that set off a couple flags in the lion's mind. Just how perverse a pet had he gotten? Bolt already found the lion attractive, but surely he couldn't enjoy spanking too... Shen's mind went reeling down that dark little path for a moment while the rest of him just settled on trying to figure out where to go from there. Of course, the little sexual discovery was a nice side-bar, and certainly made thinking about all the trouble their mutual admissions would create, but that thought was going to be omnipresent no matter what. So Shen decided that a distraction would help them both sort it out later; and he was horny as all hell after waking up from his nap.

"Bolt... You like spankings, don't you?" The canine looked right at the floor, barely a nod registering on his head as he looked utterly ashamed of his perverse likings. Shen simply smiled, giving the canine's ass another smack just to test a theory. The whimper came without a yelp or a jump this time, and another smack proved that to not be a fluke. Bolt did indeed like that treatment, and while Shen was not fond of the idea of beating his pet, a little bedtime flogging wouldn't do much harm. "Come with me." Again, barely a nod came from Bolt as he was led to the bed by Shen's gentle paw. The lion sat down on the edge of the bed, patting his lap for Bolt. The canine started to sit, a look of slight confusion on his face as he did so. Shen stopped him though, eyes going from Bolt's pants back to his face with a faint smirk registering on the lion's lips. "Slide those down a little for me, and give me your belt."

"Y-Yes si... Shen." Bolt caught himself that time, but not fast enough as Shen gave him a little look of disapproval. The canine wilted under that look, his tail firmly between his legs as he undid his belt and passed it very carefully to his owner. Shen took the belt, folding it in half and slapping it in his paw a couple times to test out what kind of a smack that got. The noise alone sent a shiver down Bolt's spine, as he knew what was coming and could hardly contain himself. The silk panties he was wearing did nothing to hide that either, as that bulge was out for the world to see thanks to just how tight those panties were.

"So excited to be punished... You're an odd one Bolt. Now over my knee so I can discipline you." Shen's voice was almost joking, more relaxed than he had ever been around Bolt since getting the canine. That registered in Bolt's mind, but he was too busy obeying to pay it any mind, instead he just lay down stomach-first over the lion's knee with his tail raised and mostly-bare rear exposed up. Shen rubbed over the small bubble-butt with a tender paw, paw exploring the luscious cheek beneath it for a moment just to get a feel for what he would one day ruin. The lion was just as guilty of being a pervert as Bolt was, but of course that would not be openly admitted. This of course did not extend to spankings, but Shen did want to make up his absence to the pet, so he was going to take care of that as fast as he could with a little bit of a sexual treat for his black dog. "Now, who's been a bad dog?"

"I ha-" Bolt was barely able to get that out before the slap of leather on flesh rank out into the air. The strike was not all that hard, but it was enough to make Bolt wince and Shen instantly doubt his actions. Was this what Bolt truly wanted, or was this just a show? The throbbing, pulsing length pushing against his leg said that this was indeed the requested reality, but of course that was all suspect since Shen had more than once gotten aroused by the simple fact of others teasing his feet; he had no interest in feet whatsoever. There was nothing about that situation that was going to go well for Shen, so he just submitted his mind to that fact and began to smack the dog in his lap some more. Of course, that meant that he also needed to wind up and smack down again, which was going to be a certain test of will . Shen aced tests though, and that meant his competitive, underlying nature was starting to come up in his mind and push him a little more to get on with pummeling Bolt's rump with a belt.

Smack. Smack. Smack. Three quick raps of the belt to the surface below came fast and furious, each one sending a shockwave of a shudder and a moan through the canine as they landed. Shen's worries were alleviated somewhat by the second smack, the light moan which came from Bolt instead of a yelp giving away just how much the canine in his lap was enjoying himself. This was not to say that Shen was utterly convinced that Bolt wanted this, but he stopped holding back after that second smack and just gave a hard third one to the bare ass below him to see what that would do. Yet another moan rang out, high and lustful. Shen smirked to himself as that sound reached his ears, leaving the belt on that reddening surface below it and leaning down so that his muzzle was scant inches from Shen's ears. He paused, not speaking for a long moment as his hot breath rushing in short pants over the back of Bolt's head to further entice and tease him. "You've been a really bad dog, hiding from your owner and acting hurt. Take your punishment well and you may be given some mercy"

A soft moan was all that came in reply to the threats and promise of mercy, as fake and enticing as it had sounded. The lion needed no more invitation, another hard whap from the belt echoed in the large bedroom as the leather strip made contact with that bare rump yet again. It resonated immediately with that bare ass, pain signals flying into Bolt's mind and making him yelp out. Shen stopped, looking surprised and slightly worried for the canine in his lap. Bolt just moaned again after that yelp, giving the lion's thigh a gentle squeeze to show that not only was he alright, but that Shen was on the right track. The lion smiled, and lowered the belt again for another smack. And another. And another.

The beating continued for nearly a full minute before Shen let up, leaving the fur on Bolt's ass matted down and flattened in odd patterns, and the wolf rock-hard and leaking pre onto Shen's pant leg. The feline smirked at this, reaching a paw down to rub along the stiff length which was poking into his thigh. A deep groan came from the canine that cock belonged to, another spurt of pre leaking out as it was clear the wolf was near orgasm. Shen saw that, his smirk broadening as he picked up the belt again with his free paw and came down for another hard slap. At the same time, he stroked along Bolt's bare length, using just two fingers to tease the entire pulsing, unsheathed cock up and down. That was enough pleasure to get even him a little aroused, but far too much for the needy canine in his lap. One more smack from the belt was all it took, and Bolt went off like a fire hose into Shen's pants and the bed below. Rope after sticky, warm rope of cum shot out from his cock in hard bursts, wetting the sheets and filling the air with his musky scent.

Shen took a deep whiff of that scent and purred to himself in approval, his tail whipping around in gleeful lust behind him. Bolt just lay there, panting and moaning softly as he finished up his load and reveled in the pain-filled afterglow of the impromptu beating. The lion above him reached a paw down and got a small glob of the cum which coated his leg and the bed under him, bringing his sticky finger up to his muzzle and taking a taste of Bolt. The canine was somewhat salty, though a rare hint of sweetness could be tasted in that seed. It made Shen smile to himself, and give his finger a thorough licking before he put his paw back down and began to pet over Bolt. "We're gonna need clean sheets, and clothes..."

Bolt blushed furiously as he turned to face Shen, looking sheepish and embarrassed with his actions as he stayed laying flat in the feline's lap. The lion simply smiled down at Bolt some more, still petting over the canine. "Honestly though... Every time I see you, we have to change. And shower." Bolt's ears flattened back and he looked away, making Shen frown with a bit of disappointment. He had not meant it as a slight against the canine in the least; Shen actually loved that fact and wanted nothing more but for it to continue on. So he grabbed Bolt by the chin, and gently turned his muzzle back to face the feline's. "I didn't say this was a bad thing Bolt." Instantly those ears perked right back up, and a smile plastered itself onto Bolt's still-blushing face. Shen could only smile back at this, giving Bolt a gentle squeeze of affection on his rear with his petting paw.

"I'm glad Shen..."

"Good, I am too. I'm also a bit sticky... Mind helping me clean up?"