Locker Room Stream Story 1: The Gym's Bitch

Story by draconicon on SoFurry

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The first of the locker room theme comes your way, with the slutty wolf Blaze enjoying her position at a certain gym.


The Gym's Bitch for Blaze by Draconicon

Blaze paused as she laid her hand on the door to the men's locker room. Not from fear - she hadn't felt that in a long time - but to steady herself. Her other hand gripped the edge of her towel, wrapped around her breasts and ending just below her crotch, hiding the parts all the boys would want to see.

She knew that they were waiting for her. Both the old hands of the gym and the new members knew about the services this place offered, and who was going to be there for the last hour of the day. The wolf didn't even have a name to the gym members anymore. She was just known as 'Bitch', like the tattoo on her upper arm.

And she loved it.

Grinning, Blaze pushed the door open and stepped inside. The noise of the small room hit her like a wall of bricks, but she pushed through, stepping around the small glass barrier between the door and the lockers proper, and glanced down the aisles to see who she'd be handling today.

It was a nice group, she had to admit. There were a few horses in one aisle, standing tall and with jockstraps that looked to be full to bursting. Another had a polar bear and three smaller black bears, almost looking like a family if she didn't know otherwise. Looking past the well-endowed ursine gang, she saw a lean snow leopard in the final aisle, sandwiched between two large bulls. She considered him for a moment; felines weren't normally her cup of tea, but there was something about him that looked rather intriguing.

She'd have to get his name another time, though. The horses had already seen her, and whistled loudly. It caught everyone else's attention too, and Blaze smiled as all eyes fell on her.

"Gentlemen, Salla's Gym asks that you enjoy your bitch."

With that, she pulled her towel off, throwing it over her shoulder and into a corner. Blaze stood there with her legs spread, her juices already running down her thighs in anticipation. Licking her lips as she looked over the males, she dropped one hand down to her pussy, rubbing it twice before bringing her wet fingers up.

"Who wants me first?"

It never failed. In seconds, she was mobbed, the lady wolf carried to the middle aisle and thrown onto the bench. She grunted slightly at the impact - wondering why the mouse never bothered installing cushions in here - before spreading her legs wide.

The horse already between them looked confused as she nodded toward her leg. She chuckled.

"Mark it, big guy. There's a pen already in there."

"In..."

"Where else would I put it?"

The horse looked astonished. Blaze supposed he must have been new; everyone else was used to it by now. She spread her legs further, feeling the horse's fingers sliding inside of her and moaning from the feeling. It didn't take him long to find the permanent marker inside, and pull it out.

"Wow...you really are a slut."

"Baby, you have no idea. Go ahead, chalk up the first line."

He dragged the marker through her fur, just under the tattoo on her side reading 'Pussy'. No sooner had he done it than he dropped the marker and slid over her. She could feel his cock rubbing up her thigh, and if it was as long as it was thick, she definitely looked forward to feeling it inside her.

One of the bulls she'd seen sat above her head, and she tilted her head back to look. His shaft was already out and drooling, and she licked her lips as it dripped on her face.

"Gonna shove that down my throat, meat-man?"

"Heh, gonna be the only way to shut you up."

"You could make me moan instead."

"You'll do that anyway, slut."

She laughed, passing him the marker just as the horse slid inside of her. She almost dropped it as she was spread wide open, but the bull caught it. Good for him too, because the wolf had no intention of ignoring that big boy between her legs.

"Ooooh fuck yeah...fuck me, stud, fuck me!"

He had her legs up over his shoulders, slamming into her up to the hilt. It forced her to tighten down from sheer size, and she almost couldn't take the whole thing. If he hadn't been pushing her as hard as he was, there was no way that it would have gone all the way in.

She was able to take three thrusts from him before the bull pulled her head back again. He dragged the marker over her cheek in a hurried slashing motion before grabbing her ears and forcing his cock down her throat. The back of her head pressed flat against the bench, her breasts jiggling back and forth as the horse and bull used both ends of her body at the same time. She shuddered at the feeling of being so violated and used, and felt her juices start to dribble down from her sex to her other hole.

Despite her daily dose of cock, she could never get used to this. Blaze moaned, her eyes rolling back in her head as she was forcefully fucked, her pussy and throat jammed full of big cock. Her nose was battered by the bull's balls, and when he held himself in deep, the only air she could get was tainted by the sheer smell of sweat pouring off of them. She once found it repulsive. Now she found it delicious.

As she suckled and swallowed, she was caught off guard as someone suddenly jumped on her chest. She coughed, but the bull gave her no mercy as her tits were pushed together, a hard shaft shoving between them.

Hey, you should really be marking where you use.

Not that she really minded. She wouldn't be getting paid by the fuck, after all; her payment was the fun, not the money.

Back and forth across the bench she slid, until the horse finally blew his load. It was massive, making her belly feel like it was swelling for a moment before it gushed out of her. The stallion pulled out before he was done, and she kept her legs spread wide, letting the thick horse seed splatter all over her holes.

The bull did the same when he was done. Though neither of them had gotten her to the edge, she was still happy to guzzle down the bovine's cum, and she could then see who was fucking her tits.

It was the snow leopard, surprisingly enough. Looking down, she quickly gauged how long his cock was. About nine inches, at her best guess; not the hugest she'd taken, but those barbs were giving a nice tickle.

No sooner had she looked down than he leaped off of her.

"Roll over."

Like a good bitch, she did just that. Getting on all fours on the bench, she felt him get behind her again. His cock throbbed against her pussy for a few seconds before he dragged it back, pressing it under her tail.

"I like my bitches tight, so squeeze down like a good girl."

She obeyed again. His cock was so hot against her ass, and she didn't take nearly the same amount of cocks there that she did anywhere else. Yet he forced himself in, taking her breath away as he rammed his shaft into her hole. Lubed as he was by horse cum and nothing else, it burned as his barbed cock slammed in and out of her, raking over her insides and dragging her across the bench.

Reaching back, she started to rub her clit before he slapped her hand away. She yelped, whimpering.

"Bitches don't cum except on their master's cock."

"So...close..."

"Heh." The snow leopard smacked her ass, making her jump. "You there. Bear. What's your name?"

"Heh, it's Olag."

"Why don't you get under this bitch and work her pussy? I'm not done with her ass yet."

"Sounds good to me."

The white bear lifted her up with one arm, holding her a bit like a doll before he got on the bench too. The hard thrusts from the leopard never ceased, and as she was lowered enough, one of them hit her hard enough to jam her onto the bear's cock. With ten inches in her pussy and nine in her ass, she was panting in bliss.

They rocked her back and forth, forcing her to her first, second, and even third orgasm on their own. The rest of the men looked more than a little annoyed, but she pointed to her mouth, gesturing for them to take her. She had no chance to beg them, like she normally would. The two forceful males under her were using her too much for her to get more air than what she needed to stay conscious.

One by one, she swallowed the loads of bear, bulls, and horses, sometimes more than once from the same male. She even took the horse that fucked her pussy first and sucked him, dragging her tongue along his shaft and sucking all of her juices off of him. It was almost sweet, and he seemed to really like it.

But despite all the lovely loads of cum on her face and tits, she couldn't take her attention off of the barbed feline cock and the thick bear shaft for long. Even as she sucked the other men, the two bounced her on their cocks relentlessly. She had no control over her hips; the two of them were so much stronger than her that they could use her with impunity. Even as her ass began to burn and her pussy felt like it was going to be left gaping, there was nothing she could do to slow them down.

A fourth, even fifth orgasm later, she was thrown off of the bench and dragged towards the showers. Laid on the tiled ground, she could do nothing but look up as the various males gathered around her. Their hands were gliding up and down, stroking their cocks fast. Droplets of pre rained on her head, and she slowly opened her mouth, knowing what was coming.

It hit her as hard as she knew it would. Load after load of cum hit her face, breasts, ass, and legs, raining down on her from above. The smell of cum sank into her fur with each and every spray, leaving her reeking of the various men.

She loved it.

Blaze panted, reaching down and rubbing her clit frantically, the touch sending her over the edge to her sixth orgasm of the day. She arched her back in the shower, gasping and moaning for more as the men used her and marked her, and finally collapsed, breathing hard.

"Bitch."

The snow leopard. She turned her head, looking up at him.

"Ever thought about being a secretary instead?"

"Not...enough cocks..."

"Heh, I may be able to correct that." He placed a card on the edge of the shower. "Call me, if you get interested."

Anyone else, I'd say no. With that cock and attitude, though...

As the men walked out, she reached up, grabbing hold of the card. It read K. L. Industries, with a small phone number. After a moment's hesitation, she slid it into the one dry spot between her breasts.

She didn't plan on leaving anytime soon, but it didn't hurt to keep her options open.

The End