For the love of my Master
i don't know where to start, it has been a journey for me over this past year, but i have grown to understand and love my Master, my dear Master, whom took this coyote under his paw, and molded me into who i always was meant to be. His toy and plaything. i am not a slave as one might expect, i am free to roam and be whom i am, but i end up mostly in Masters playroom.
As i am writing this, my fur reeks of Masters scent. He has not allowed me to shower, and once or twice a day when hes not at work, uses me for his pleasure. my fur is matted and almost but not quite, sticky and thick feeling, his potent piss having soaked and dried repeatedly.
My tailhole is dirty, from repeated fucking from him, and sometimes his friends. tangles of layers of cum soaked fur dangle from it, my back equally splotched as is my chest and muzzle. i smell Masters scent constantly, a reminder of my status.
My Fox Master loves to make sure i am taken care of when he has to be away. i am not allowed to be marked by his guests, but they can use me as they see fit. they fill my bowels with their seed, sometimes giving me a piss enema that i try to hold but must dash for the toilet soon after. It keeps me cleaner on the inside, and Master approves. my small cock is perpetually locked away in a sheath / cock cage that fits me well, but leaves no room for erections. when one comes, its painfully cramped inside it, and it lets me know that its useless. When i don't have an erection, my useless cock jiggles around in its cage, reminding me of its small flaccid and utter uselessness for my Master.
My Master, my Fox, my everything has been gone for two days, attending his business. his friends that come to check on me, a very large otter, and a kangaroo, have made sure i am kept well fucked and open and loose for Master. They feed me and watch me, sometimes using me as as entertainment with my Masters various other toys and fixtures.
Today the Roo comes by, and clips a lead to my collar and takes me to the playroom.
The padded saw horse with the leg restraints seems to be the roos favorite. i am blindfolded, muzzled, and strapped in. My caged cock is slipped thru a hole on it, and a small dish is placed there. my tail is lifted and tied back to a ring on my collar, exposing my well loved tailhole. Out of the corner of my eye i see the roo fumbling around in my Masters closet, and brings out the Baileys electrojack. i tense and my tailhole puckers thinking about this device. i used to hate it, but my Master made me understand its importance. My useless balls produce cum, but also hormones that make me want to act above my position. This cannot be allowed to happen. Releasing this will keep me in place.
The roo positions it to my tailhole and slides it in, poking for the right spot, and he knows hes found it when my caged cock twitches. With a squeeze of the trigger, the current dances across my prostate, my balls tense. He holds this for 5 seconds while i instinctively pull against my bonds. He lets go of the trigger, its job working. A long ropy string of pre starts to trail out of the end of the cage. Pulling on the cage, the roo gets me lined up with the bowl. Another trigger pull, the current again dancing on my prostate, and my balls give up their contents, it dripping and sputtering into the bowl below me. Roo pulls on the cage and shakes, keeping the passageways clear and open so my useless fluids drain well. One more tug on the trigger, and my bladder wants to empty, piss dribbling out now, and its done. i am milked dry.
Roo dips his paw in the bowl after putting away the Baileys, cupping a large amount and and rubs it across my muzzle, getting a pawful of my cum and fluids in my nose. i can scent myself, its a scent of my status, i can smell it in myself. i breathe deeply, and the cum dribbles back out my nose, and drips to the floor. i watch as roo undresses, his cock springing free from his pants, and watch as he slowly uses the contents of the bowl to slick across his cock, and he moves behind me, and quickly mounts, pushing his length in with a bounce only roos can do, i am pushed forward, my body slammed against the restraints, as he takes no time or care and mates me fast. My caged cock bouncing around, flinging drips of leftover cum and piss. i know i will have to clean that up before Master gets home.
The roo finishes up, pulling out at the last minute to fill the bowl with my leftovers, and his cum, careful to not get it on me. My scent is of my Master, and his alone. undoing my muzzle, know whats next. The bowl is presented to me, and i lap it clean, removing the traces of the roo, and myself.
i am treated with a few pats on the head, a scritch, and i smile. i make Master happy, and his friends happy. The roo unbinds me and leaves, knowing Master will be home in a bit. i have time to clean up the room.
i doze off, and am awoken as Master enters the room. i scramble to my position at his feet, looking down at his feetpaws. i can smell the scent of them, and nuzzle on them, giving quick loving licks to his toes, showing my love for Master.
He gently lifts me with a gentle tug on my collar, giving me permission to speak.
i tell him i am happy hes home, and how well his guests watching me took care of me. He smiles and tells me they were happy on how well i behaved for them, and had a treat for me.
Master led me to the large bed in the middle of the room, and laid me down gently. my limbs were cuffed to the posts, as Master wanted.
He produced a key and unlocked my sheath lock, pulling it off slowly, and setting it aside. Master rubbed the wet matted fur around, coaxing it to protrude a bit. My time in confinement makes it slow to erect. He spit in his paw, and quickly grabbed the pink tip with one paw and pulled the sheath back with the other, my floppy cock in his paw, and he grips, pumping his paw quickly. i buck in my restraints, and in 45 seconds its over, my body tenses, my nuts pull up, and i feel the unexplainable pleasure of orgasm, its dry, theres nothing left to drain. Master smiles, knowing i was well taken care of. My cock, never having the chance to get fully erect, is quickly pushed back into the cage, and re locked.
He leans in and kisses me quickly, while idly fondling the sheathlocker.
Master speaks and my ears perk, lost in his voice as he tells me, "my good good yote, i love you, and care for you, and this gift i brought for you. You behaved well, and you never have let me down yet".
Master continues, tugging at the sheath cage "later, I think you need to be cleaned up".
Shower time is wonderful, but i miss Masters scent on me.
I might let you orgasm again in another few months he quickly adds, cupping and squeezing my balls gently and gives me a pat on the head.
For the love of my Master, i will wait.