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A Slave Among the Stars II

Adrién awoke as he did every morning, with excruciating pain radiating from his groin. The dull spikes in his tight cock cage digging into his morning wood. His natural reaction would be to roll over, groan or reach for his crotch but unfortunately for the cheetah the cage, gag and cuffs he was always put to sleep in stopped all three.

The past few month had been no easier for the cat than his first weeks under the bull. Despite his quick turn to submission and obedience he was still treated like a naughty slave - bound at all times, punished for the slightest things or sometimes nothing at all. The only incident he could recall where he had actively been bad was when he threw a tantrum after being in chastity for two months. That had resulted in his normal cock cage being replaced with the spike lined, stainless steel full belt which was now locked into him and also held a large dildo firmly in his rear.

After a few minutes of lonely pain in his cramped cage, Adrién heard his Master stirring and raising from his bed: 'Ahhh good morning slave, let's get your morning duties over with, we both have a busy day ahead.'

Adrién's cage was unlocked and he was pulled put out by his collar. Kneeling with his paws still cuffed behind him the bull removed the central cock gag section of his open mouth gag and he immediately started drooling. The bull sat on his bed and the cheetah knew his duty, he shuffled forwards on his knees and began to lick at his Master's feet.

It was a daily ritual and even though it was disgusting and humiliating he was used to the taste by now and it was hardly the worst of his duties. Once the bull was satisfied the tops of his feet were clean he allowed his slave to move onto the soles and delighted as they were lapped at. Once the bull tired he stood up and Adrién sat back on his knees.

'Right where is it?' The bull said looking around 'Ah ha!'

He moved over to the other side of the room where Adrién's bowl was. The dog bowl served as the cheetah's only dish for both liquids and food but in the morning it as the former the bull was interested in. Grasping his large flaccid cock he began to piss into the dish. Being the first of the day it lasted quite a while and when it finally trailed off the cheetah moved in to take care of the last few dribbles from his Masters cock - as was his duty.

'There you go slut, nice full bowl to start the day, drink up while I get dressed and then I will get you set up.'

Adrién nodded silently and began to lap at the bowl of strong urine, he knew he had to finish the whole thing by the time the bull was ready as he had found to his cost previously.

In the meantime the bull slipped on his usual leather chaps and harness and prepared himself for the day. Once Adrién had finished the bowl he made sure to lick up the splashes that had spilled over onto the floor and just got them all when the bull came over.

'Come boy, you're on laundry duty today'

Adrién followed almost gladly, laundry duty was smelly but probably the least painful of his daily tasks.

To prepare the cheetah first the bull too two padlocks and secured his ankle cuffs to his thigh bands, forcing his ankles up to his butt and making him walk on all fours. Then his wrists were uncuffed leaving his hands free but secured away in their permanently locked mitts. Finally he reinserted the cheetah's cock gag which fit perfectly into the ring and locked with a click.

'I feel like these today' the bull said as he clipped a set of butterfly clamps onto Adrién's tender nipples. They were linked by a chain which would dangle and tug as he walked.

The bull moved over to his laundry bag and removed it from its basket. He set it open on the floor in front of the cheetah and ordered him to lower his head. The bag was then pulled over his head and a thick leather collar with a magnetic lock was fastened tightly around Adrién's neck. Pulling the excess material down through the collar the bull created a tight hood-like section containing the cheetahs head and two weeks' worth of dirty laundry. With a quick smack on the ass Adrién was sent on his way.

He crawled off through the automatic doors out of his Masters quarters towards the laundry area. It was at the other end of the ship but, even blind, Adrién knew the way as he had completed it many times. The bag his head was trapped in stunk of his Masters musk and some other things, all dirty clothes and gear went into this bag so there was also a good amount of cum and piss stained items.

The cheetah arrived at the laundry after about 15 minutes crawling and after some searching found the device which unlocked his collar. Then, fumbling with his mitted paws he managed to get the bag into the large plastic laundry tub and then reattach his collar.

Now able to see he moved off to collect the next Master's bag - a process he would be completing a fair few times over the course of the day.

In his several months servitude he had gotten to know the shop, and to a lesser extent it occupants, quite well. The ship was mainly accommodation with a few social areas and a dungeon facility. The vessels destination and purpose were unknown to him but it was almost exclusively occupied by Masters and their kidnapped slaves of various species. There were about 40 Masters aboard, mostly of bovine decent such as bulls, rhinos, elephants, buffalo ect but there were a few exceptions. Adrién couldn't guess how many slaves there were but each Master seemed to have at least one and the dungeon's kennels were always full. The slaves seemed to change too quickly for the cheetah to learn their faces which suggested the ships purpose may have been soave treading. Adrién didn't know, he just tried to please his Master to stop things getting any worse.

Reaching the next Master's room he found it empty and made for the laundry basket. Again fumbling he took his collar off (I didn't lock when it was in contact with his skin) and slipped the bag over his head, getting a whiff of the heavy bovine scent. He replaced his collar with some difficulty and moved off back towards the laundry, again blind and forced to inhale the think musk.

For hour after hour the cheetah made his way back and forth, occasionally getting lost while blind but generally staying on time. It must have been well after lunch (a meal he did not get, eating only at dinner) when Adrién was making his way blindly down the corridor again and suddenly struck something head on. He bounced back, the dirty laundry cushioning the blow, and pushed forward again to investigate. He got a shock when the object kicked him and then talked.

'Fucking laundry slave. Watch where you are going' the voice hissed

Adrién was not able to respond gagged as he was so he simply did nothing, hoping the Master would move around him and on his way.

'Annoying little cunts aren't you' the Master snapped as he reached down and unlocked the collar before removing the bag of laundry

Adrién looked up indignantly at whoever had disturbed his duties. It turned out to be a black and yellow snake, quite tall but slim built with piercing green eyes and a long thick tail. The cheetah had never seen him before and he was certainly an oddity on a ship inhabited largely by bovines. He was also wearing distinctive clothing, very highly polished latex in the form of a tank top and tight fitting chaps. Most of the other Masters preferred leather.

'Hardly a way to respond to your better slut is it?' the snake said reading the look Adrién was giving him 'I'm new here and I haven't captured a slave yet, could use some fun though and you will do.'

Adrién shook his head and scowled as he tried to back away but the snake rushed in and clipped a leash to his collar (his standard collar which had been underneath the magnetic one). The cheetah struggled and protested as he was dragged off but gagged and bound as he was he could not really resist.

'Oh comeon, I'm sure your Master will let you finish your duties after hours' the snake smirked 'I am Master Lafayel'

They fought their way down the corridors for some time before reaching the snakes quarters. Once inside the snake sat on his bed and pulled the captive cat in, he removed the penis plug from Adrién's ring gag and pointed at his rapidly stiffening cock.

'You've been here I while I bet slave, you know what to do'

Adrién responded by headbutting the snake hard in the balls. He didn't know why he did it but he felt no obligation to please anyone other than the bull.

'Ahh fuckkkk' the Lafayel gasped as he collapsed to the floor in agony

The cheetah turned to try and flee but they snakes door would not open for him. As he was trying to push against it something grabbed him from behind and wrapped itself around his neck - Lafayel's tail.

Adrien suddenly choked as the snakes tail constricted around his throat and dragged him backwards.

'You fucked with the wrong Master cat.'

Layfayel suddenly whipped his tail around and flung the cheetah to the floor. The wind was knocked out of the cat and by the time he had recovered and looked back around the snake was gone and the door was just sliding closed. He moved over to it but found it locked again. With nothing else to do he sat down and waited.

The door slid open after about five minutes and Layfayel strolled through followed by the bull - who had a face like thunder.

'Slave, what the fuck is your explanation for this?' the bull boomed as he removed the cheetahs ring gag

'M...Master, p..please he was taking me without permission! Taking me away from my duties'

'Shut up slave, you are free for any Master to use at any time, your duties are your problem. You assaulted a Master and for that I am going to punish you... After my friend here does' The bull finished patting the snake on the back

'M...Master p....'

'SHUT UP.' The bull snapped 'Enjoy Layfayel and keep the little bitch gagged - you don't need to hear his whining'

With that the bull turned and left the snake and cheetah alone.

'Gagged no whining, sounds good' the snake muttered to himself as picked up Adrién's ring gag 'Come here NOW, you give me any more shit and I won't return you to your Master in the sate he left you in'

Adrién relented and moved over to allow the gag to be resecured: 'You and my tail are going to be getting a little better acquainted boy but first I have a little personal tweak to make to your 'clothing'. You see we reptiles have scales which are extremely liquid resistant, shame your fur isn't.'

The snake moved over to a drawer and retrieved an odd looking piece of rubber tubing with some bumps and bulbs attached to it. He filled the bulbs with water from his sink and came back over the Adrién who was still standing awkwardly on his paws and knees in the middle of the room.

'On your back, and I'm going to sort those arms too'

Adrién flopped over as the snake fetched a roll of duct tape which he used to secure the cheetahs wrists to his upper arms so they were forced to bend like his legs - meaning when he stood back up he would be forced to walk on his elbows. Lafayel bent down with the rubber tubing and examined the cheetah's chastity belt. It had a little hold in the end of the rigid tube section to allow the user to pee without taking it off like all long term chastity devices.

The snake lubed up the tubing slightly and then, worryingly, poke it through the pee hole in Adrién's cock tube. With some wriggling around he got the tubing into the end of the cheetah's urethra and slowly started pushing in. Now Adrién understood, it was a catheter, and he moaned through the gag and squirmed at the uncomfortable sensation as it pushed deeper. The reptile was relentless and after only a few minutes the cath had penetrated Adrién's bladder.

Lafayel held the tube in place with one hand and carefully squeezed the first inflation bulb pumping warm water into the first balloon on the cath tube - stopping it from pulling from the cat's bladder. He repeated the process with the second bulb which inflated a balloon just below the first which stopped the catheter pushing any deeper in. With it secured in place about six inches of tubing dangled from the end of Adrién's cock tube at the end of witch was a small valve to allow the end of the tube to open or close.

'Over' Lafayel ordered his victim and the cheetah turned over and got to his elbows and knees - still wincing as the tube moved around within him. The snake stooped and fiddled with the end of the tube - releasing the valve 'There, much better! Now let's focus on the other side of you...'

The snake took a paw full of lube and rubbed it liberally around Adrién's butt cheeks before leading him over to his bed. Lafayel patted on the bed and the cat obeyed putting his bound arms and chest up on the bed - leaving his rear exposed.

'This tail of mine is wonderful slave, it can be used in many fabulous ways, here is one!'

On one the snake smacked the thin tip of his tail across Adrién's rear. The car grunted through the gag - the tail was not agonizing but was not like any whip he had ever felt. The snake hit again and again, each strike with a quick flick of his tail.

The cheetah gritted his teeth against the gag as the reptile's scales whipped against his rear over and over. The pain bit each time and steadily the heat built up, eventually bringing tears to Adrién's eyes. It seemed that Lafayel was hitting slightly harder with each strike but the cheetah wasn't sure if it was hit imagination or not.

That uncertainty was cleared up the first time Lafayel give his victim a full strength blow. His tensed muscular tail slammed into the cat's rear, jerking him violently on the bed and extorting a muffled whine.

'Heh, your ass is a nice shade of pink boy but I prefer my slaves a deeper shade of crimson. '

Another vicious blow landed on Adrién's backside and he bucked as the pain rippled through him. He moaned through the gag and struggled on the bed but he knew he was totally powerless to prevent the punishment, and he knew he had earned it. The beating continued until Lafayel was satisfied with the colour of his victim's rear, which was ten minutes and countless strikes later. Most of the snake's strength was in his long prehensile tail and he could knock a bovine off his feet with it.

Adrién shook with pain when it finally stopped; he had never had a whipping or beating like it. It was not like a savaging with a bullwhip, he was in no risk of being cut, instead the heavy muscled tail left concussive bruises along with the stinging and burning heat. As Lafayel had promised the cheetah's rear was now deep crimson but also laced with purple as the bruising began to show through.

'Look at this!' the snake said stopping 'Your ass has got my tail covered in lube! Now what can we do with a lubed up tail then hehe'

Adrién knew what the reptile was going to do but he didn't want to fully think about it - it got pretty thick pretty quickly. The snake first unlocked the rear of the cat's chastity belt (the bull must have given him the key), this allowed him to slide out the large dildo that the rear strap held within the cheetah and didn't interfere with the front cock tube section of the belt - keeping it secure. The bull changed the toy every day or two and today was a black mini-stallion toy which, despite the 'mini', was a very sizable dildo. Lafayel tensed up his tail, making it straight, and took it in both paws. He guided its tip to Adrién's waiting hole and the cat felt the slick scales slide against his delicate rear. He pushes in smoothly but relentlessly like he had with the sound, the snake's style was much slicker than the bovine Masters.

The tip was easy with Adrién's hole already stretched from months of being plugged 24/7 and nights with his large Master, but worse was to come. As the tail neared the point where the toy had loosened Adrién off it also approached the cat's limits of depth. This did nothing to stop Lafayel however who continued to shove in. As the tip entered and unfamiliar region and the width went beyond what the cheetah was used to he started to squirm and moan through the gag - trying to let the snake know it was too much for him. The snake recognised this and responded with a quick shove pushing another few inches into the cat who squealed loudly through the ring gag.

'Not quite the same as a ramming off the bull is it bitch? They might have the girth and the power but they don't have the depth do they!'

As he taunted the snake pulled his tail back and began to thrust with it. Adrién grunted into his gag as the tail pushed in each time. As before the girth he could handle but the tip pushed so deep that it sent a shiver up his spine on each thrust. The snake continued and drove a fraction deeper each time. Lafayel had very delicate control over his tail and as it was not an organ of pure pleasure he could control it more finely than any fur could control their cock.

The snake gave his victim a particularly hard thrust and then pulled out altogether. He swung his hips and gave the cat a thwack across his, already red, behind which made Adrién buck and grunt again, his humiliation complete.

Lafayel pulled the cheetah backwards off the bed by his collar leaving his sprawling on the ground with his ass still stinging and his back strangely wet.

'Well look at that, while Master Lafayel has been seeing properly to your rear you have dribbled all over his floor!'

Adrién looked round and realised he was lying in a puddle of piss. His piss. As he had been beaten and fucked by the reptile's tail the open catheter still uncomfortably lodged in his cock had been steadily dripping the contents of his bladder onto the floor.

'So what are you going to do about that then?' Adrién dropped his head to the floor defeatedly - he knew what the snake was asking of him 'That's right! Be a good boy and lick it up while I get your punishment ready and I won't make it as bad as I could.'

He rolled out of the puddle of pee and got to his elbows and knees. Lafayel stooped and removed the plug part of the cat's gag leaving just the open mouthed ring in place. He then moved off to another part of his room and left Adrién to his work.

The cheetah sniffed at the cool puddle and knew he had no choice. He flicked out his tongue and began to lap up his own piss. One of the things Adrién had never gotten used to as a salve was drinking piss and for some reason his own made it worse than when it was the bulls.

He lapped at the puddle for several minutes while Lafayel prepared whatever he had in mind next. The snake came back over and the cheetah wasn't near done, so he kept his head down and kept licking.

'I need to go and speak to your Master again, by the time I get back I want that piss gone! Got it?'

Adrién nodded quickly, keeping his gaze down, and the snake departed.

The cheetah had just about finished when Lafayel reappeared. As the cat hurriedly lapped up the last few drops (which had freshly dripped from his catheter) the snake threw a key on the floor in front of him.

'Bet you never thought you would see these. Don't get any ideas - they disappear as soon as my punishment with you is over'

The snake knelt down, and to Adrién's amazement, unlocked his chastity belt and entirely removed it. He then, painfully, untapped the cat's arms and unlocked his ankles from his legs. This left him mitted and ring gagged and with cuffs still about his ankles and thighs but otherwise free. This was an unusual sensation for the cheetah who was bound in some form 24/7 and the removal of his chastity cage was unbelievable. The snake went over to the corner he had been fiddling in before and dragged over a mass of shiny black and yellow rubber.

'The bovines all love their leather don't they slut, well we reptiles prefer rubber!' the snake said rubbing his hands down his latex chaps

The latex object was like a sleep-sack/straightjacket hybrid of some sort. It had only a single leg sleeve but had separate arms which were much too long. Various tubes ran from place to place but the oddest piece of the suit was the head which was a kind of half egg shell bowl shape with the open section facing upwards and forwards. The head section was not flaccid rubber but seemed to have a stiff but flexible inner core which forced it to maintain its shape - it was probably a plastic core coated with thick latex. The base colour of the suit was black but it had various yellow stripes - three on each upper arm, a wide one around the thick neck and one around the waist. It also had a large electrical button on each shoulder but their purpose was unclear.

The snake unzipped the rear of the suit and held it open: 'Cooperate or I'll bring your Master back to help me. Get in or we're going to have a problem'

Adrién gulped and decided it was easier to do what the snake said for now. He moved forwards and began to squeeze into the suit. It was clearly more than a normal rubber suit it consisted of at least two layers with some kind of padding in-between making it plump and cushy. Both the inside and outside layer were highly polished slippy latex and the inside was liberally lubricated. With help the cheetah got his mitted paws down the sleeves and then stepped inside - sliding his feet to the bottom. He then had to duck his head into the suit and look upwards to slide it through the neck-hole. He thought he had got stuff half way but the snake stopped pulling. Then trying to move around a little he realised the 'neck' hole was much too small and only really big enough for his muzzle to fit through. His head was thus cocooned within the rubbery bulk of the head - the pressure of the rubber pushing in and keeping him blind. His muzzle was sticking up into the bottom of the egg shell section allowing him to breathe through both his nose and his mouth. He was still ring gagged which kept his mouth open and the tightness of the opening kept it close around the ring giving him no range of movement. He was stuck, eternally looking up.

Lafayel moved on to the cat's midsection. His cock was slipped into a rubber sheathe and his catheter connected to a tube emanating from the sheathe. His balls also fit into a little sack. A large plug attached to the inside of the suit was slipped into his rear. The snake then adjusted the rest of the suit and slowly did up the zip - it finished at what would have been the nape of the neck but because of the way Adrién was bound it was closer to the top of his head. The zip was locked securely with a padlock.

Finally the snake came around Adrién's front and took his arms. They were folded in front of his body in the classic straightjacket pose and the ends came around behind to meet and lock behind his back. Then a heavy latex strap was placed over them vertically at the front, keeping the cat from moving them up and down his body.

Adrién was now entirely helpless within the suit, it held him in an uncomfortable position and the padding sealed him off from the outside word. All he could focus on was his breathing, the cath in his cock and the plug in his ass.

'Right, let's get you off where you belong. If you can even still hear me!'

The cheetah could just about hear the snake but he did not expect to picked up and thrown over the reptiles shoulder. He was then marched off, bobbing helplessly as he was taken somewhere unknown.

After a few minutes Adrién felt himself being dumped back on the floor. He was shifted onto his knees and a reinforced loop near his butt was padlocked to a similar loop at his ankles - forcing him to stay on his knees. A chain anchored to the wall was then locked to a loop at his neck/head which made sure he wasn't going anywhere.

Adrién shifted uneasily in his predicament, the silence and blindness made it impossible for him to know what was going on. Suddenly a sharp scent assaulted his nose and a liquid splashed into the bowl. With his muzzle trapped and gagged in the bottom of the bowl section the liquid ran down and straight into his muzzle. The liquid was clearly piss and it was obvious to the cheetah what was happening. The snake was peeing into his 'bowl' and using the cheetah as a urinal. The cat coughed and spluttered as he gagged on the unexpected liquid. He tugged at and wriggled around in the suit but it was many time stronger than he was callable of breaking and he was helpless.

Still struggling after a few minutes, the need for air finally brought focus to Adrién's mind and he forced himself to gulp down the warm urine. Now he realised he was basically a living urinal the suit made a lot more sense. The head was clearly shaped like a urinal bowl and the yellow stripes signified piss.

'Ahh not bad' the snakes voice came faintly 'As I'm sure you've realised your final punishment is a few days urinal duty. And yes I said a few DAYS! I will tell you a little about your special suit. You are chained to the wall in the ships main public bathroom and the other urinals have been put 'out of order'. As I'm sure you've worked out you have no choice but to drink whatever is in your bowl, if you don't you will drown. Your catheter is linked by a pipe to the top of the bowl so your own pee will constantly dribble down into the bowl and you will have to drink it. There is a second bowl fixed to the wall beside you which is linked to your butt plug via another tube. So patrons can choose whether to piss in your ass or mouth! On each of your shoulders is a button, the green button on left is the service counter. People who use you will push this when they are done and it will let me keep tabs on how much use you are getting. Also, you will notice your balls are in a nice tight little compartment, well each usage service push will inflate that a little tiny bit more - trust me after a few times it's going to get pretty tight in there! The red button on your left is the special flus button - I think I will let you discover the delights of that one yourself. I said you'd be here a few days but I don't know exactly how long as you will not be freed until your service counter reads 100! Good luck piss-slut, I will be by to check on you... whenever I need a pee!'

With that Lafayel departed and left Adrién in his own dark smelly little world - the taste of the

snake's urine still in his mouth.

The cheetah wouldn't be lonely for long however, within minutes of the snake leaving he detected another furs presence in the room. The next thing he felt was another splash of urine in his main bowl which he quickly gulped down to keep it from backing up. It was clearly a bovine using him, a taste he was used to and once the user had finished he received a slap on the shoulder which resulted in a slight inflation of his ball sheath.

Over the course of the day the cheetah-urinal was well used, often in both bowls at once by multiple Masters - though his main face bowl was preferred. Adrién's balls were beginning to hurt and he was partly thankful that a lot of users seemed to forget to push his counter button. He did know that this meant he was staying a lot longer however and only drawing out his suffering.

It must have been close to a day (it was hard for Adrién to tell) and the cheetah was feeling rather full. Not only did he have to drink copious amount of piss constantly but his own was being recycled back into him and his rear was also flooded with an uncomfortable level of pee. Adrién longed for someone to push his other button and 'flush' him. He didn't know quite what it would do but he guessed it must empty out some of his endless recirculation cycle.

It was several hours after Adrién thought he could take no more when someone finally pushed his other button. The flush was not what he expected.

As he 'flushed' a pumped kicked in near his butt which began to suck the vast amount of urine from his rear - a sensation which he appreciated... that was until it was pumped straight to the top of his face bowl where his catheter had been perpetually dripping. A torrent of old piss from his ass flooded into the blow and soon covered his muzzle. He tried to keep up but it was coming faster than he could cope.

With no way of telling how much was remaining in his bowl Adrién didn't even know if he could make it - all he could do was gulp it down as fast as he could. As he did he knew one thing for sure, he was never going to disrespect that sake again. He now realised how easy he had it with the bull, with his bull. He wanted him back; he would be the best slave he could be if he could only have his old Master and routine back.

The bull stood and watched his slave struggle to cope with the special 'flush'. Chuckling to himself he left the bathroom and made a note to have a longer chat with that snake - he had some interesting methods!

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Story by Zipeau, a commission for Neakal with special appearance by Lafayel

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