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I suppose I should repeat myself in the whole legal nonsense, this has things not suitable for children under the age of 18 yadda yadda.

Sorry for the incredible long time this took, things happen!

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Kaelin's mind, after being drugged spins the world around like an excessive thrill ride victim, gravity and equilibrium all working against each other to make Kaelin's stomach churn. His consciousness creaking into action as he starts to realise to himself a few things, he's still alive, all limbs seem to feel intact, and he cant see a solitary thing. His head jerking from side to side as he can feel something over his eyes, smooth, warm from who knows how many minutes or hours he has been under a state of comatose. He softly hears a fuzzy voice coming from the room, face directing itself to the sound, a purring chuckle, making Kaelin freeze and a whine emits from his whiskery muzzle. As his body's feelings now flow back into working order he starts to feel other items latched to his body, his wrists rubbing together with a leather feeling set of cuffs wrapped over each wrist, trying to tug them away from one another but useless as they are with held from him behind his back. He can feel the same onto his knee joints and ankles, wriggling his toes, not feeling the ground underneath as he can tell he seems to be kneeling, though even so, his shins and knees aren't touching the ground, instead locked on cold steel planks that rest underneath each knee and shin.

Still naked as he has been since arriving to this god-forsaken place he can feel the cold crisp air passing up between his legs, his knees spread and legs tied onto these metal supporters under his bent lower limbs while he knows he's elevated a number of feet from the ground. With the voice getting louder followed by a gentle but immense set of footpaws padding on the smooth glossy concrete floor his small ears wriggle as Lord Konar finally speaks.

"Hello again, slave, I hoped you slept well, because I'm very pleased to say you won't be getting much sleep tonight." The tiger purrs deep within his throat.

The look of this bound and immobile otter is such an arousing vision in his dominant eyes, the room is already coaxed with the scent of many male and masculine smells. With the final appendage coming back to life he tries to sway the muscled large otter tail only to feel it, like all his limbs completely tied up, 3 sets of rings connected down his tail are latched onto a metal wire on each which all dangle from the ceiling, tied taut, Kaelin cant even sway it from side to side as the wires just wont budge.

Slowly and as if soothing the pads on Lord Konar's paw slide their way down Kaelin's back, playing with the sensitive nerve endings in his spine till he's rubbed to the start of his locked in tail. A hot breath passes his small curved ear, inflicting a wriggle as the purr resonates deep within Konar's throat.

"You, my new fresh tender meat are the first to discover why many experienced slaves and pets here don't disobey us masters." That same thick fingered feline paw moves around the curves of Kaelin's tailbase and makes itself known to his index finger parting the already slightly opened butt cleft and press the dry pad around Kaelin's pucker.

Instinctively Kaelin's ring tightens itself, the slick heat radiating from his body coming out on his tender tail star and he can feel the pressure mounting of that finger before it's slipped inside of him. Dropping his jaw he lets out a squeal as the thick finger digit slurps into the anal cavity of his sensitive ring with no lube to be felt as it sinks in another half inch without a care and seeming to work harder against the tightening inner muscles. With Kaelin's vision halted by the smooth leather blindfold towards his eyes, he gets a rude shock as something is shoved into the gaping otter maw. Upon sliding in he can feel it clicking into place with his rigid teeth as its pushed all the way back and into his mouth, his tongue quick to respond as it presses up, feeling its crushed down into position by a stiff rubber flap. Clenching his jaw seems impossible and he starts to panic, breathing through his nose he realises that he cant, something smooth and glossy is stuck over his nose and whiskers, feeling much like a rubber surgical mask has been lodged onto his face, though with a gaping cave right dead centre in the mask to make his mouth so vulnerable. The feline seeming to ignore any whining and whimpering pleas the otter gives off as the dominator and trainer continues his work.

With the mouth stationed with the necessary gear the paw begins to patter itself down lower, beyond Kaelin's chest and stomach as it comes resting to his sheath, the plump unwilling sheath slightly swollen due to that never ending finger that's been consistently sliding through his bowel muscles over and over. The tip of his ebon tapered flesh exposed and its quite clear it's the next point of gearing up, but first needing to be coaxed out into the vulnerable open. The paw grasping to his sheath, tightening down once it's grabbed on to pull back the protection of Kaelin's sheath and revealing his half limp cock to the cool wind. Kaelin's fear rises, being blind while someone he has full understanding is going to 'punish' him causes him to jerk and pull. Though with such knowledge in the area of bondage as Lord Konar, it was inevitable for him to find out just how talented the feline is and he cant feel himself after such strength put into getting free get an inch of movement from his entire frame.

Reality striking the otter bluntly as his cock hardens to the harsh stroking from the dry tiger paw, pads pressing into his sensitive dick and causing him to muffle a moan into the weird contraption he has yet to see on his face. As his cock reaches towards its full arousal, a small bead of pre drops from the tip, such a good indicator for Lord Konar to know when the otter is at his pinnacle need and the tiger paw lets go fluently. Kaelin jerking his head at the sudden removal, as fearful as he is, his aching cock does need attention, soon getting such interaction as he feels a slim tight sleeve slither its way down over his cock. He bucks and jerks as it slips down right to the base and even further, like some rubbery mouth that has no limit to its stretching capabilities. It moves down onto his cock and beyond with the bottom lip of the rubbery mouth finishing snugly over his balls beginning to adjust itself to mould into the contours of Kaelin's sac and cock.

It doesn't stop there, getting tighter then just becoming some second skin to Kaelin's aching crotch, squeezing tightly and causing such discomfort as the otter jerks around again. It's of no use as his body is still and always will be locked into utter helplessness with the bondage gear. He feels another attachment to his cock, from inside the sucking tool, a light click as a cold icy metal ring is latched tightly around the base of his cock, digging in and making the immobile otter squeal more. Having no control of what is going on his dick he just tries to bounce a few directions in pleading hope it'll get off. It sticks on as apart of Kaelin's reproductive tool while a rumbling satisfied growl comes to the otter's ear, Lord Konar enjoying such antics as the new updated tools do their work and this is just the front region.

The paw at Kaelin's back has halted its affection to his winking pucker, popped out and holding one of his ass cheeks, the powerful tiger bringing his head to Kaelin's ear and licks at it slowly and teasingly. "I wouldn't go thinking we're almost over, we've yet to start." And gives the otter's face a pat with his large feline paw as he steps behind him with a heavy thud of his paws and grabs a hold to each of Kaelin's rump cheeks. With a steady fluent movement the tiger brings himself closer and the aching, sulking otter feels a slick, bumpy appendage rubbing his cleft, pushing his cheeks apart and coming up to feel his puckered hole. Kaelin squints his eyes as that 'tool' squirts a warm sticky string of gel across his pucker, a resounding rumble echoing the room giving the otter a stabbing idea of what, or whom it's connected to.

Leaning forwards Lord Konar applies the heated pressure of his barbed cockhead to Kaelin's assring, thanking the feline for at least giving his ring some of that pre as makeshift lube, though hard pressed to keep that thankfulness as the fat cockhead pushes through his tightening otter pucker and slip the first inch inside of him. The squeal that shoots through the mask gag causes it to shimmer and vibrate as the spines trace along his starting muscles of his rectum with Lord Konar quick to change pace and pop his cock out soon after. Watching Kaelin's ring squeeze and pulsate to a spontaneous rhythm as the fat dripping tiger cock pushes right back in giving another chorus of Kaelin's squeals. It goes in another inch and again with the same painful action Lord Konar pulls back out and this time fast enough to enjoy satisfying himself of the 'pop' his cock and Kaelin's rectum make together.

Kaelin's squeals die down as it goes on with for another 10 times, driving an inch into his ring and back out as Lord Konar's cock reaches its hilt within the otter's rectum. The massive muscled feline growls and purrs at the pit of his throat, "My word slave, you are so wonderful to breed, no slave has brought me towards such bliss so quickly." Its hardly words that give Kaelin a pleasing feel, as Lord Konar moves over the kneeling high held otter and starts to fuck him with the full girth and length of that cock, sliding itself into his tight pulsating ass insides while he's bred with slow but forceful thrusts. The pace doesn't stay slow for too long, making his cock pound through Kaelin's bowels to constantly grind the barbed cock head across his prostate, persisting in getting his dick to flare up and be tortured by the with-holding tools that's strapped at the base of his cock and around both his male meat and balls.

With the speed getting faster, the animalistic instincts within Konar's mind takes control and he starts to mate with Kaelin's ass with such force he ignores the sounds of the otter as he screams through the mask to take such a cock so fast, so deep and so forceful into his muscled bowels. His pucker winking and glows a dark red, having a hard time keeping up with this throbbing metal dense pole impaling him consistently down through his tight muscles and taking him for a rough ride.

Fucking into the newest addition to the camp, Lord Konar having no care to this freshman of the lust designed slave camp. A strong arm pulls itself around Kaelin's front and thrusts himself in to the hilt over and over; pounding hard enough to slap his heavy balls up upon Kaelin's burning asscheeks. Pucker stretched each time its dealt with having that girthed member pry it wide open, precum trying to show itself from his ebon cocktip, but with that metal ring lodged at this cockbase its just a ever continuing pain from the tiger mating with his burning rump. Animal urges racing through Konar's mind as he feels the bubbling in his balls to claim the slave as like many apart of the camp, the feline's cock flares itself up inside of Kaelin's ass, the spines digging in as they become less flexible and more rigid and firm to drag themselves over his tender inner anal muscles. With such pleasure mounting the cock warmer, Lord Konar thrusts into him with one final dominating throw of his hips and roars to cause the room to vibrate and shake a little as the marking of Kaelin's bowels comes at a massive eruption within his ass. Huge strings of tangy salty tiger cum hits over his scratched and sore muscles, his cries and whimpers a tribute to the discomforting abuse that cock has done to his insides as his muscles tense and flex from nerves getting doused in the white tiger sperm.

The orgasm continues to last itself for a few minutes, each shot of cum that flings out from Konar's piss slit is in addition with a hard thrust, getting it up to the tender regions of Kaelin's passage. It does begin to die itself down soon afterwards, Lord Konar quick to slide himself out, cock still flared with the spines rippling down the otter's inner sanctum before popping from his cum drooling pucker.

"Yes, the decision to bring you here was the right choice, slave, that was most pleasing." A panting purr resonates behind Kaelin, knowing all too well that's just a reference to tell him there is going to be much more to come by his ass. Kaelin droops his head half an inch, something connecting to his neck, a thick leather collar has halted much of his neck movements. Padding back around, the tiger sets himself in front of the otter, being able to tell as the smell and heat radiating from the feline's crotch is sitting right at his face. The otter brings his head that half inch back up to at least try to vision he's looking at the tiger before he is choked by the sensation of that cum dripping tiger cock thrusting into his throat and muzzle.

"Nnn yeah now lets see what's all this fuss about your muzzle slave." The feline growls and he takes no mercy in starting to thrust into Kaelin's throat and mouth, the used cock dribbling its spunk allover the otter's inner mouth and dripping down his throat. Konar thanking the otter's species to have strong throats, only gagging here and there when the cock literally jabs the back of his neck, his teeth trying to clench down, showing in his baring mouth pressing on the rubber and metal incorporated toy. With a pointless result Kaelin just kneels there bound and feeling Lord Konar deep throat him and drive that cock through his mouth, the feline barbs tickling his throat muscles and roof of his maw to leave him gagging ever more and giving the tiger much more pleasure in having those neck muscles tighten and reflex all around his dick, in a sensation of trying to swallow his cock.

"Ohhh yesss..." a hiss emits from the felines throat "They were right... Ohh god, slave, you are prime material.." Lord Konar just continues his rough feral pace of throwing his hips into Kaelin's face, choking on that massive leaking flesh of tiger cock. Considering his nose is blocked by the frontal face mask he has to breathe around the dick sliding itself in and out of his mouth, making him gargle as the breaths are mixed together with globs of pre laced with seed along his throat lining.

Tears fall down and around the sides of the leather blindfold, unable to show his crying eyes the salt water from his eyes dribbles over his cheeks, down his chin and whiskers, being captive and raped in both areas so quickly and suddenly, without him having the right to see his rapist while he tortures him. With torture its meant literally as the toy around his dick makes sure of it that his pleasure in any of this is turned into discomforting pain. His cock flared up in the rubber condom tubing and that ring keeps his dick beyond an erection level he can have through pleasure, the precum keeps getting pushed up to the ring where its forced back leaving his crotch in a pounding pain while his upper half deals with the ramming throat raping of Lord Konar.

As Lord Konar did with breeding his ass he does the same with Kaelin's face, leaning over him with his back more horizontal he begins to mate with Kaelin's mouth, thrusting with such speed and ferocity that his head gets bucked back and is bent a little from the sheer power put into his muzzle. A large tiger paw coming to the back of his head and gripping on to hold still, feeling his neck muscles suite more of that cock that slides deeper down his throat as its hilted into his mouth in a striped blur. With the flared tiger member preparing itself as it was inside of Kaelin's ass he can feel the barbs tickle and scratch his throat, bringing him into a gagging fit and making his muscles ripple down and around the tender tip of Lord Konar's cockhead, leaving him in a wave of pleasure as the muscles squeeze and clench on his dick. Growling and hissing from getting close to his 2nd orgasm so soon Lord Konar throws his head back and pounds within a animal rage as his dick shoots its sperm down Kaelin's mouth in the same long sticky strings that covers his still leaking ass. Hot salty cum covering across his used muzzle, seeping under the rubber jaw holder and tasting the tangy tiger seed that covers his inner maw and down his throat.

Such pleasure passes through Lord Konar's mind, one for that aching pain someone gets that orgasms quicker then their recovery, leaving his dick throbbing in a concoction of pain and bliss. He removes his dick through his final last shots of thick sperm, falling on top of Kaelin's head to let it drip down the contours of his face, sticking to the fur as it seeps in.

The tiger looks down at the otter, choking and coughing dribbles of sperm and spit, laced together in the slippery slime, pooling in under the rubber covering over his lower jaw to make sure he has difficulty swallowing it down, tasting it until his saliva just dissolves the seed. The feline allowing some breather, as for his dick it slides itself into his sheath, though it doesn't slip all the way inside, the head staying out of his sheath ring, cockhead still too flared up to wriggle back in.

"Now that the introductions are done, I suppose I should get into your punishment slave, for mistreating and disrespecting a fellow master, I will put you through hell, and you'll beg your way back to Yariff to need his cock back down your mouth." The feline growls while he removes the blindfold, letting Kaelin get back his vision, seeing the massive tiger there above him, naked completely with nothing except his fur to his frame. Lord Konar takes his time to survey the situation, already what's on Kaelin is there for a reason, and decides the actions can start taking place as the large tiger pads himself away to a work bench that can only be seen at the corner of the otters eyes.

With the feline busy the otter scans his place, seeing what's on his crotch, at least a basic detail from his head stationary. The rubber fitting that's snug to his cock is fine enough to even depict the details in his thick ebon otter member, suckling on it with the ebon tip housing a thin and long tubing that passes itself upwards in front of him and ends in a concave held up by some ring. The opposite end showing its hollow from the inside, much like a very long straw. He stares upwards, looking at the ceiling, seeing from there its holding many rings, thicknesses for certain strengths of slaves, near them rests chains and after that just small loops and claws to hold dangling tubes and hoses as some are shown hanging from them. This is all Kaelin could get to look at before the sounds of thudded feet know to him Lord Konar is returning with his plots and ideas lurking in his filthy mind.

"Well let us get started." The feline just purrs and he drags over a tray that rested at the workstation, easy access to the toys needed.

For starters Lord Konar grabs the tubing that sits at the rings and loops them through the ring above Kaelin's head, giving it a bit of a dip effect before at the end of it he screws on a plunger looking sucker. He moves it to the otter's mouth, holding his head he pounds it on and with the air sealing suction it slurps on and wraps around Kaelin's muzzle, doubling the immobility his mouth has as the jaw device kept his mouth from clenching, and now this from opening more, though his muzzle is strained to its limit with the jaw toy anyhow.

As its stuck on he moves back to the top tray, taking hold of a rectangular little plastic box, bringing it at the halfway point in the tubing it seems to latch itself on, making a slight incision into the tubing and sticking a metal tip inside. Keeping it off once its done that, travelling the large feline paw down towards Kaelin's tightly suckled on otter balls. He pulls off from the tray a thin looking rubber band, stretching it just above the curve to the balls that sit snug to the otter's crotch he lets it snap and dig into the slight gap from Kaelin's balls to his groin. Digging itself in he can feel it working on tightening the upper sac of his balls, compressing the tunnels from his orbs to travel his creamy raw sperm up to his cock for release. Each filled swollen orb, now bulging from the rubber encased over them along with the rubber band making confinement even tighter.

Kaelin can only gawk in sheer discomfort, when the tube and plunger is shoved on tight over his mouth he tries to gain some breath but all he gets is nothing, and at the sharp sucking for air he tightens the grip of the rubber around his shaft through suction and makes him moan. Once the box is put on the tubing and makes the incision he is able to suck through the thin tube, at least enough air to sustain his needs, as it is around straw width with the hole. The rubber band only makes him squeak and chirp through the tubing, his mouth wriggling to try and not just move his tongue, still bathed and pooling in the spit and tiger cum that's sticking to it under the rubber flap, the taste being dug into his senses.

The tiger once satisfied with the actions there he pads around and sits on the edge of the tray stroller and takes a look at the sticky and dribbling mess that is Kaelin's asscheeks. His pucker having a hard time adjusting after what happened, its still pulsating, winking away and dripping with strings of the mass of sperm that is swirling in his rectum. Upon the tray a large feline padded paw settles on a basic canine styled dildo, one with a few added 'features' to give to the otter, lifting it up Lord Konar strokes over its key areas. Its tapered head is more flared, longer, like a larger arrow then what a basic canine cockhead looks like, the centre shaft isn't just thicken in its small concave but consists of small beaded bumps down the underside and top of the shaft. To the end it just contains a massive knot that's veined one point to another in thick criss-cross patterns. Gaining some lube, for obvious reasons that this toy isn't small in general size either, quite similar in degree to Lord Konar's fleshy fuckpole.

Slipping his two fingers into the gel and dips them back out he slithers them down underneath Kaelin's tail and without care or warning as Kaelin cannot see any of what's happening behind him he feels those two slippery fingers shovel themselves into his bowels and rub around, kneading into the flesh already sticky with sperm. Pulling them back out as the otter pink hole deals being splattered and roughly fingered briefly with the lubed digits, its suffice to say lube leads to insertion, getting to know that toy as the feline brings it in under Kaelin's ass and thrusts more then half into the otters ass in one push. Letting Kaelin deal with these new adaptations on the toy first hand, getting that tapered cocktip into him, following closely by the straining width and the change in shaft with those small beads along the underside and topside of the toy. Prying his hole taut and having it strain more at the abruptness as he lacks getting acquainted with the pounding canine toy pushing into him.

As Lord Konar can tell that the otter's ass has finally dealt with its size, shape and girth he pushes it up to the hilt with the knot bumping into the otter's pucker, feeling over it those veins that ripple on the non-living rubber flesh. He twists it one way with a small jerk of his large feline paw, allowing Kaelin's assring to pick out every fine vein that is about to be pushed into him followed with that fat bulbous knot. Kaelin's breaths get faster and sharper in the tubing, thankfully its enough to deal with his needing oxygen but being that width it retrains him from taking big short breaths and more long sucking breaths, this in turn continues the suckling torture that rubber makes across his over sensitive cock.

With his ass now ready, at least where Lord Konar believes it is he pulls it back halfway out of the otter's rectum, the small beads along the shaft rippling over his pucker to almost judge how much was pulled out of him and leaving his spine tingling from the torment. Resting there ready the tiger tenses his arm and paw and throws his paw upwards towards its goal with the dog dildo in hand, pushing right up to the hilt with a audible echoing slap in the room from the knot impacting with Kaelin's pucker he feels it straining to slide its way inside. His glowing dark red pucker stretching outwards and losing its wrinkles to make a smooth large opened ring, with the lubes assistance and Lord Konar's force, the knot reaches its largest point, tears streaming down the otter's face as it feels like his asshole is going to tear into two before it slurps in with a very loud 'pop.

Once inside Kaelin just wheezes through the tubing, trying to stay conscious as his ass milks that inanimate object within him, feeling the beads and that custom made cockhead pressing into his prostate, stabbing it over and over from his muscles rippling. His ass now dealt with its tool as the handle outside his ass, much to the feline's pleasure wriggles and moves from Kaelin's bowel muscles urging to push it out.

That taken care of Lord Konar raises himself back up and moves around to deal with the otter's front apparatus. Bringing his paw down and switching the little box on the tubing it begins to hum before starting to suck out the air towards Kaelin's cock, a small metallic flap sitting in the tube tunnel allows a space for air to seep up to the otter's muzzle while the lower end begins to lose its air and a vacuum begins to surround his tenderised member. The machine hanging on the tubing about the size of someone's fist, has quite a few tasks and a lot of grunt, the air being sucked entirely from the rubber and it becomes a second skin to Kaelin's dick, crushing down on his cock and wrapping around it seamlessly. Once the pressure and suction reaches the boxes command it keeps it there and Lord Konar slips a finger down, splayed razor claw coming to where Kaelin's ring is on his cockbase is and taps it just once. Immediately the ring snaps and breaks off from his dick, the sudden rush coming to the otter's brain as his dick is now free to cum and release all that pent up need.

Kaelin tries to fight it off, cumming for this feline now after all that has happened will break his spirit terribly, but with that incredible suction and rubber stroking his dick for so long the tiger savours every second of Kaelin's face when it grimaces and tightens up, begging to turn it off. With the machine doing its job blowing the poor innocent otter's brains out Kaelin has nowhere to go and he can feel his balls pulling on the tight rubber band and rubber sucking on his balls. Jerking in the bonds, his frame goes stiff and hard as his balls pull that tiniest of fraction space in the rubber to his crotch and he shoots out a thin rope of sperm. A huge explosion of discomfort and pain rocks his body as the rubber band tightened to his balls refrains him from cumming his full load, instead it seeps out one small drop at a time through the squeezed internal tubing to his balls. His pre launching in a full orgasm up the tubing as it's laced with fractions of his sperm, prolonging his ejaculation the worst way possible.

With the eruption of pre and droplets of seed going up the tube it goes through the machine and comes out the other end of the tubing up towards Kaelin's muzzle, keeping the suction at one end and propels it at the other to shoot through the tube and land right on the otter's rubber compressed tongue, across his cheeks and down his throat. It never seems to end as his orgasm goes three times longer then usual, making his cock more tender, more in need for the machine to stop.

Though it doesn't, as the orgasm just goes on and on Kaelin can taste his own sperm going down his throat, because the tubing is the only access of air he can gain he sucks hard on the tubing to receive between ropes of sperm bubbles of air to breathe down. With him trying to balance out being forced to swallow his own seed and breathe the gaps of air they sometimes mix between one another, getting cum into his lungs, gagging and feeling it just pool up in his mouth, for him knowing it has to go into his stomach or it'll stay over the tubing and he wont get his much required oxygen.

The orgasm goes on for much too long and he cant see straight, blurred vision and seeing stares but being forced to stay awake not just from the machine milking him but knowing if he passes out who knows if the tiger will save his pelt. Lord Konar moves his way in front of the otter and purrs with a heavy rumble of satisfaction, "Just so you know slave what is going to happen, this machine is going to count every orgasm you have through the day, and it is not going to stop. You are going to be fed your own sperm until I get back, which who knows when that'll be, we have a lot of slaves that need tending to, obedient ones. You will get used to sucking down cum, even yours slave, don't care how much pussy you've had in your life, you're never going to spit a drop of sperm out again, and we'll make sure of that even if we keep you on this for a week."

The tiger speaks with such power and dominance and yet he raises his paw and pats Kaelin on the head, watching the first orgasm fade and his dick being milked for another instantly afterwards, setting the otter in a mind blowing squeal fest, dick so painfully tender as the rubber suckles and ripples over his own dick, such a machine that can give a blow job like this and he's being tortured with it.

The tiger begins to turn and walk towards the door, "And if you have to piss slave, you know where that's going to go as well." He purr chuckles as any inch of movement Kaelin makes that dildo within him seems to pinpoint his prostate and jab into it, setting him ready for another unwanted orgasm. As Lord Konar opens the door, stepping out and starting to close it behind him he hears in the echoed room another high-pitched chirp of a squeal, grinning so contently that the slave just got off again before he even completely left.

Closing the door with a slam and padding onto the pebbled driveway he notices its the afternoon now, deciding he should go get something to eat, have a nice hot bath and perhaps after dealing with the daily meeting he should come back and check up on the otter slave, although that's just perhaps.