Experimentation
This is just a little story I wrote awhile back. It's based on Paul Rueger's character annnd yeah. Just a little story. Tell me what you think.
Pale, yellow lights flickered from the ceiling. Several bare bulbs dangled down from discolored cords with long fluorescent bulbs scattered throughout, their glow missing like a tree without its leaves. The dark walls of the lab seemed to pull away the light that illuminated the musky, stone-walled room. Each stone a slightly varied shade of the same sickening grey. The cold tile of the floor nearly the same color, but marked with the smudges of footsteps and the smeared dust from when one is drug.
On one wall was mounted a massive cabinet. The harsh grey of the metal sending the light bouncing away to the opposite wall; where a heavy door rested closed and latched in place. The main cluster of lights hanging above a waist-height table, made of cold metal and nearly as wide as a bed. The rest of the floor plan was relatively open and showed the dingy darkness of the stone floor.
Tucked away in the corner of the room, on the fringes of the glow of the bare bulbs, rested another door. The heavy metal piece latched shut with a long bar. The metal door harshly contrasting to the dull color of the stone wall on either side to stand out slightly in a gleam of metallic metal.
Past this door was an extension of the dark laboratory, with matching dark stones and a single bare bulb that flicked with each silently passing second. Bathed beneath this inconsistent beam was a small pile of jumbled fur and limbs; a loosely clenched fist laid atop an oustetched leg. Black splotches were scattered over the dirtied fur of the two dslmations; each who wore a leather collar. One collar pink and the other blue, to identify between the twins who lay tangled together as they slept, or tried to sleep. Against the harsh temperature of the floor, on top of only the spread fingers of his paw, rested the chin of the blue collared of the two. His eyes were only slits as he stared to the opposite wall. The faintest crescent of color showing each eye as contrasting, one yellow and one blue. Despite being awake, the pup did nothing but listen silently for motion outside the door, which he'd hear soon enough, faintly...
Back in the main lab, the thick metal door opened with a metallic groan. A rather shy looking anthro shuffled through the foot with a stack of folders clutched to her chest. A lab coat hung down to mid-thigh over the top of a tight, amethyst dress. The color dark in constrat to the creamy yellow of the fur beneath. The mauve fabric hugging tightly to the subtle curvature of her body as she made her way into the room. The pockets of the white coat stuffed with a mixture of pencils and the bated shine of foil. As she made her way further into the room the main lights jumped to life in greeting, flooding the room with light. Her hips absently starting to sway, she prepared the room; unlocking the heavy cabinet to let it swing open slowly. The insides filled with small shelves and dainty hooks, each which held a different toy. Varying in size and type,dildos were lined carefully along the shelves; canine to draconic, blue to orange, and lengthy to stubby. The collection appeared to be endless and didn't halt there; anal beads dangled from hooks beside collars and bullet gibes were nestled against ridged eggs. On the lowest shelf sat a tubular device withe a small, digital panal connected by a cord.
Once she had discarded her stack of papers onto the large, slate colored table the pup went back to the cabinet to collect the odd instrument. As she set up the upcoming experiment she hummed absently under her breath. The distant melody haunting the lab as she worked.
With the last electronic beep of machinary sounded, the door once more swung open. This tine for another lab-coat clad. His eyes instantly scanning over the preperation the canine had done. A smirk spreading onto his furless face when his glancing inspection showed the room acceptable.
"Good work, babe" He praised, giving a nod to the girl playing assistant. A playful grin appearing on his lips as his arm snakes out to coil around her waist, tugging the canine in closer to his side till her hip bumped lightly to his side. Her head tipping backwards once she was close to look up at him. The toothy grin splayed out on his lips only widdening at the sight of her docile behavior as he leaned down to gently nip and kiss the girls plump, inviting lips.
Pulling back from the kiss, he slid his tongue teasingly over her lips. The wet texture of his tongue sending a slight shiver down her spine before he released her from his embrace. Enjoying her faint pout from the ending of their closeness, Paul moved his lips to her ear, " Shall we continue?"
Looking a tad flustered from his breath tickling her ear, the pup gave a feverous series of nods and hurried towards the second door to the room. As she went to retrieve his test subjects, Paul moved to the opened cabinet to fetch a pair of stretchy latex gloves. The snap of the tight material echoing once in the room like a starting bell.
The echo quickly reached the floppy ears of the groggy dalmation now trotting out of the backroom on all fours. His petite frame seeming to be put on display in the manner in which be crawled his way over. One pale yellow eyes and one light blue searching around the room. The sight of the human sending the spotted tail of the pup darting between his thighs.
Now, now don't be shy..." The human crooned. The grin plastered on his face ever widdening with every step the collared cutie made towards him. The list of possibilities for what to do with the puppy forming and streaming on from one side of his mind to another. The only problem was choosing which to start with...
Taking the leash from his mate, the human guided the girly, anthro boy up onto the table. The cold metal beneath his paws making the canine whine faintly and look to the golden fured female that had led him in as if begging for her mercy on one of her own kind. She however only gave him a small reassuring smile and looked away. The dainty dalmation finally spoke the question Paul had been waiting for.
"W-what are you goi-going to do to me?"
It was delicious the way his voice wobbled in the air with his nerves. Those mismatched eyes wide with fear. The very tip of his tail trembling against his stomach where it hid. Each tremble down the little canine's spine from fear sent another down the human's with delight.
"Well, first, pet, I have to break you in...stretch you wide so the other tests go smoothly...and break in your mind till you beg to be the chosen test subject. It shouldn't take long, I do have quite the assortment of tools to use on you..." one hand swang out to the side to gesture to the cabinet of toys behind him. The aleady shaking pup now a quaking mess.
His ever widdening grin yet again growing, Paul moved in a steps closer to the distressed canine. The collared pup's eyes, yellow and blue, swelling slowly with the realization that the human before him was relishing in every moment leading up to his torment, like a child overflowing with glee as their kiddy-pool was slowly filled from a kinked hose. Each moment that inched past another step closer to the eventual switch from the anticipation of pain to the reality of the event.
The voice of his captor was against flowing in its smooth, rich tones. "You have such alluring eyes, I love the way I can see every emotion you have played across then..." He paused for a moment to ensure the pup was going to understand the comment. "I cannot wait to see them as wide as saucers when I stuff your ass full of cock..."
He was close now, with a hand above the smooth curve of the pup's speckled rump and his lips mere inches from a floppy ear. His whole body close enough the pup could smell the sharp scent of his body wash from hours before intermingling with the tangy scent of desire their was now. The warmth of the human just barely brushing the dalmation's side, so close it was as though a shadow of him was already torturing the pup.
"I'm going to ravage you, little puppy, and you'll love it. And just when you scream for more, I'll stop."
There he paused to let his words sink down into the canine's mind, his opposite eyes to go wide as the full moon, the lump of terror to set in his throat, and the trembling of overwhelming fright to take over. Every element of the pup's distress mounting till it all escaped in a low, pathetic, desperate whine; the first sign of his submission.
The first step down total domination had been completed.