Intermission
Dom gropes Sub in movie theatre toilet. Good time had by all.
Hey remember when I said it wouldn't take me ages to post something new? Hahaha oops.
The dog huffed nervously before checking his watch again, wriggling slightly on the seat of the toilet hoping to momentarily relieve the constant presence of the plug in his ass. He'd been there about 6 minutes now, directed there by his boyfriend in the middle of the movie.
'Go to the toilet. Take the cubicle closest to the door. Wait there for me, pup.'
Three simple sentences that had set the dog's heart aflutter. They weren't just sentences, though, they were commands. And a good dog obeyed his master's commands. The dog felt his cock harden some more at this thought, and he found himself biting his lip to keep from whining. Gods, he was an absolute subby wreck right now. He couldn't help it. His boyfriend knew all the right buttons to press to get him worked up, and this entire situation was high on his interest list. Sitting in a public toilet with a plug in his ass, waiting for his boyfriend to come along and do god knows what to him. The thought made the dog shiver, and this time he did whimper.
People came and went from the bathroom, the dog's heart jumping every time he heard the door open only to calm again when they walked to one of the urinals or past his cubicle into another. He waited. He had briefly considered it was a trick; that his boyfriend had no intention of coming. But he pushed the thought from his mind. The lion was fond of teasing him. Of course he'd make him wait. It'd build anticipation. Make the payoff that much better. Make him even more of a needy, subby wreck. As if the plug didn't do a good enough job of that itself. That was the lion's idea too. He'd handed it to the dog as they were getting ready, telling him simply to 'Put it in'. So he did. Good dogs obey commands.
The dog was pulled from his thoughts by a knock at the door. He wasn't sure how much time had passed, but he couldn't hear anyone else in the toilet other than whoever was on the other side of the door. He reached out for the lock, briefly anxious that he was about to open the door and reveal himself half erect to some stranger. The lock was released and he pulled open the door to see his boyfriend, the lion tall and menacing as ever, more so with the light behind him. He stood there for a second, grinning down at the dog, before stepping in to the cubicle and pushing the door shut, a soft click announcing it was once again locked.
It was cramped in the cubicle, but pressed so close to the lion the dog couldn't bring himself to care. It didn't matter that the lion's large, warm chest was pressing him against the cubicle wall or that his quickly growing erection was being pushed out at an awkward angle by the leg the lion had between his. All he knew was the heat and musk of his boyfriend and Master as he closed his eyes and let it wash over him.
"Hello puppy." The lion growled right next to the dog's ear, barely audible even to himself. His hot breath made the dog's ear twitch and the dog seemed to melt upon hearing the second word. He wondered, perhaps, that if they weren't pressed so close together if the dog might already be on his knees. The thought made him chuckle, a deep, rumbling sound that the dog felt rumbling in his own chest.
The dog was quite content basking in the moment, but the lion was less keen to waste time. Pushing himself back to allow more room, he took the dog by the arm and spun him around to face the wall before pushing him up against it. He stepped forward, pinning the dog there, grinding his crotch into the plug beneath the dog's pants.
"Good little puppy. You like having that up there?"
The dog gave an indistinct whine, perhaps yes or perhaps no, but it didn't much matter. He was already too far beyond rational thought to form coherent replies, focused much more on the intense feeling of fullness from the plug and on being a good puppy for master. His now fully erect cock was being pressed uncomfortably against the cubicle wall making him push his hips back to create some room, but this only served to press the plug more against the lion's crotch, who growled in appreciation at the action.
"Awww, such a good eager pup. I knew you'd like it. Now, arms behind your back."
The dog did as he was told, doing his best to put his arms behind him with what little room he had. He got them most of the way there before he felt the lion's paw grab them, easily holding both his wrists together, as some rope began to wind around his arms and bind them together. Had he brought that from the house?
The dog began to whine again before being cut short when the lion's arms wrapped around his torso, pulling him back from the wall and pinning him instead against his master's chest. Keeping him held in place with one arm, the other moved down to the dog's crotch, gripping at his cock through his pants. The lion moved so his muzzle was right beside the dog's ear, letting his hot breath wash over his sensitive organ.
"This hard already? Such a horny thing. Does puppy want to cum?"
This got through to the dog. It had been almost a week since he'd last gotten to orgasm. Orgasm control was another large kink of his, and another the lion just loved to exploit. He began to nod and spoke shakily.
"Y-yes Sir. Please."
"Hmmmm...." The lion grumbled, beginning to grope and squeeze as the dog's cock. "Maybe if you promise to be a good puppy."
"I will!" The dog said. It was louder than he intended, but with the currently empty bathroom and the paw teasing his cock it didn't matter. He was desperate. "I'll be a good puppy for Sir"
The lion chuckled again, sound rumbling through them both.
"Well, okay then, just this once."
The paw teasing him left momentarily before returning again, this time inside his pants. The dog sighed and let himself relax back into the lion's chest as that warm paw squeezed at his cock, milking pre from the tip to join the already sizable amount soaked into the seat of his pants. The lion grunted, removing his paw again to grip the waistband of the pants and pull them down. Once they maneuvered past the dog's length it was a straight trip down aided by gravity, the dog's crotch now entirely exposed having foregone underwear that day. At the lion's order, of course.
That done, the lion returned to stroking at the dog's cock, drawing whines and moans from his subby pup as he worked him slowly and teasingly to orgasm. His other paw roamed across the dog's chest, snaking beneath his shirt to properly rub at his furry chest and belly. The dog was in ecstasy, biting his lip and pulling against his binds as he fought to thrust into the lion's paw and hurry his orgasm along.
His next moan was cut short as the unmistakable sound of the toilet door opening cut through the room. The lion stopped too, but just for a moment. As soon as he heard the new visitor move to the urinals and unzip, he returned to groping and stroking the trapped dog who, now slightly panicked, fought to control his whining. He heard the lion growl softly in his ear, just loud enough for him alone to hear.
"Goooood puppy. Let me hear how much you like it."
A whine escaped from the dog and he immediately clamped his muzzle shut, holding his breath and hoping whoever was outside hadn't heard. He was torn between two minds. On the one hand, being caught would be bad. One the other hand, his boyfriend using him like this in a public place and the thought that someone might hear or see something and know he was being used...
The dog writhed in the lion's grasp, biting back another whine as he heard the person outside walk to the sinks and turn on the tap. The sound of water was loud, and he stole the chance to let out a breathy sigh at the continued groping he was subject to. The taps stopped and footsteps made for the door. Closer, and closer, and...
He heard the door open, and then two voices spoke.
"Oh, excuse me."
"No problem."
One set of footsteps left the bathroom. Another entered.
The dog writhed again, more desperately. He was getting nearer to his climax now, the moans getting harder to hold back. He wasn't sure how much longer he could last undetected. A short whine escaped his muzzle before a paw clamped it shut.
"Shhhh pup," The lion whispered. "Don't want to get caught now... Or do you?"
The accusation made the dog whimper, thankfully muffled by the lion's paw, and he thought back to his earlier train of thought. What if someone hears them? What if someone sees them? Why did the idea of either both frighten and excite him? He didn't have long to contemplate it before another stroke of his cock brought him even closer to his peak, coaxing yet more pre from the tip of his cock to drip into his pants bundled around his feet on the floor. The dog moaned and thrust into the paw. So close now... Just a little more...
The lion's paw slowed, not yet ready to end his teasing. With his other paw occupied keeping the dog's muzzle closed, he buried his own muzzle into the dog's neck, nibbling at what he knew to be a sensitive spot. Sure enough, the dog yelped into his paw and jerked in his grip before starting to moan in defeat. Not there. Not here.
Again the lion nibbled and again the dog yelped, the lion's paw doing it's job at keeping him relatively quiet. Was the person outside still there? Had someone else come in? The dog had lost track. It didn't matter anymore. He was lost in the orchestra of pleasure. Strong, commanding paw over his muzzle, another paw teasing his cock, mouth nibbling at the sweet spot on his neck and the lion's own erection grinding against the plug. The dog could feel himself approaching his limit, no longer able to or caring about holding back.
"That's it." The lion said, noting the dog's increasing agitation. "Be a good puppy and cum for me."
The dog moaned into one paw and thrust into the other, pushing himself closer and closer until finally, with one last, drawn out moan, he began to shoot his load. Eyes scrunched shut and continuing to thrust, the dog rode out his orgasm. He didn't count how many times he spurted or how long it lasted, but it felt like minutes before he came down from his high enough to gather his bearings somewhat, panting and exhausted. He was still in the bathroom cubicle. Still bound and held tightly by his boyfriend. The cubicle wall opposite him was a mess of his cum and... oh no... there was someone outside. How loud had he been? Did they get found out?
The dog didn't have long to worry about it before a new situation presented itself. The lion released the dog's muzzle, his jaw dropping open and tongue lolling out so he could better catch his breath, before bringing his other paw into the dog's view. That too was covered in the dog's cum.
"Messy little puppy." The lion cooed in his ear. The paw moved closer to his face. "Lick."
The command was all he needed and the dog leant forward with his tongue out to begin lapping up the mess he had made. The lion let him work, sometimes angling his paw to allow his pup better access to some parts he couldn't quite reach. When the palm was clean, he slipped two fingers into the dog's mouth, running them along his tongue to make sure he tasted it and letting him suck the digits clean before doing the same with the others. The dog was vaguely aware of the person outside the cubicle leaving at some point, but was too focused on his task to properly register it, relishing the texture and taste that, while strange as ever, the dog found he had long since gotten used to and was even beginning to like, to his embarrassment.
Once he was satisfied a good enough job had been done, the lion wiped the excess off on the dog's thigh before pushing him against the cubicle wall again, just missing the mess that was made there. He began to untie the dog's arms. "Good puppy." He said when he was done, helping the dog to sit on the toilet. Satisfied the dog wouldn't collapse, the lion rubbed his head before moving away. "You get cleaned up then come back to the theatre. Still half an hour of movie left. Plug stays in."
The lion unlocked the door and stepped out.
"Oh, and when we get home you'll be finishing me off."