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"Thank you all for coming on such short notice. Please, come in out of that dreadful cold."

Wearing a simple, lengthy black nightrobe that flowed down like a cascade of ravens to the floor, Rose greeted ten extremely lucky guests, and bid them entrance to what everyone assumed was her shared abode with Joshiah, who was nowhere to be seen.

"I wouldn't have missed this for the world," Nbowa replied as he stepped inside first, leading the charge of a mixed bag of furs, a veritable spectrum of species, backgrounds and interests. Despite the bone-chilling cold, all Nbowa was wearing under his coat, once removed, was his trademark pair of red shorts, and already, it looked as though they might be tenting up just a bit. "I can't thank you enough for the opportunity, really."

Rose waved a paw dismissively at the eager lion. "Think nothing of it. I can assure you that this wasn't entirely my idea, but once the gears started turning in my head, I decided to roll right along with it."

Exile stumbled in after Nbowa, still looking a little bit disheveled after the interesting evening he'd been through the night before. "Maybe it was mostly his idea, but I'm going to enjoy every minute of my revenge," he said, grinning as he kicked off his boots and hung his jacket up on the coat rack by the door.

"You do realize we're not allowed to touch him, right?" asked Albaz, who shook a little snow from his mane as he filed in the door right behind him, snickering as he'd been filled in on the details of the poor hybrid's prior evening.

"Don't care. After what he did to my lunch yesterday, I'm going to enjoy watching him suffer."

Rose raised a brow curiously at her new guests and placed her paws upon her hips. "And what, exactly, gives you the impression he's going to suffer?"

"Joshiah tells us a bit more than he should in private conversations," Dodge chimed in as he walked through the door and into the delightful warmth. He brushed a little snow from his jeans and his jacket before hanging the latter on the coat rack. "I certainly hope I didn't just make things worse for him by saying that."

"Without even knowing what he did to poor Exile here, it sounds like he's been digging his own grave regardless of what I'd planned to do to him," Rose replied.

Kai and Doxial, a red fox and fennec fox respectively, entered together next. It looked like Kai was well used to the cold winters of the area, but Doxial was shivering all the way down from his tiny footpaws, right up to his large, fluffy ears. "I guess that means you aren't gonna go easy on him after all," Kai suggested, slipping his jacket off and leaving it near the bottom of the coat rack, which was quickly running out of hooks.

Rose nodded. "Perhaps I am, perhaps I'm not. He's none the wiser, either way."

There was a danger in the seductive air that Rose carried about her feminine figure, and just being around her, every male that had entered was glad that they'd never done anything to get on her bad side.

"Am I late?" asked Winter, a curious looking lynx, as he poked his head through the still open front door. He stepped right in to get out of the cold and stomped some snow off of his boots, looking around at the collection of other furs who'd only just barely beaten him there. "Sorry if I'm holding up the show at all. Traffic was awful."

"You're right on time," Rose quickly assured him, giving the lynx a kindly smile. "And it looks like you've brought a little company with you, perhaps unintentionally."

A couple of Joshiah's other friends, Shane the Forse and Tama the Coyote were just arriving at the same time, and had run into each other on their way up the sidewalk. They'd only paused to chat for a moment, though, as neither one was properly dressed for the weather, and their conversation stopped dead when they entered the house and saw everyone else staring back at them.

Tama coughed awkwardly. "Ahem. H-heh...sorry about that. Didn't mean to break up the party or anything!"

"No worries," Nbowa called back, "It looks like we're not quite ready to get started just yet anyway."

Shane grinned. "Glad we didn't miss any of the action after all, then."

"You haven't missed a thing," Rose agreed, "But I'm afraid our blonde-banged lion is a little off point. Now that everyone except for Wiz is here, we can begin. He was kind enough to offer to supply refreshments for everyone, but he'll be just a little bit late as a result."

The fennec kixen turned, tendrils of her black robe gently spinning across shiny, hardwood floors. "If you would all follow me, please? And shut the door behind you." Rose instructed, and Shane did as he was asked, shutting the door closed tight as Rose wasted no time heading towards the kitchen. The hardwood floors seemed to continue throughout the entire upstairs of the house, and while some of the guests were expecting some kind of a tour of the upper level, there was no such grace given. Instead, Rose hurriedly moved through the kitchen, only turning back to make sure that she was still being followed by the proper number of guests every now and again, as she lead them down another hallway, one that ended at a door far from the front of the house.

"And just where are we supposed to go if we have to use the restroom?" Exile asked, snickering quietly and making a jab at the lack of a proper tour.

"Everything that any of you will need for the next couple hours can be provided in the basement, I assure you, but before we go any further, I'm going to lay down a couple of very simple ground rules, and I don't care how submissive any of you are, I promise, you do NOT want to break them."

Despite their teasing nature, every pair of ears on every male that followed Rose now stood at attention. "The first and most important rule: You're all here to watch. You can all do as you please on the sidelines, but unless I instruct any of you to come closer, don't you dare lay a paw on my mate, or the consequences will be dire beyond your darkest nightmares. Second, feel free to use any part of the basement that isn't already in use to have your fun, and please be aware that as long as they're legal, no acts are off limits. Just try to be respectful of others, and do make sure to clean up after yourselves, because I'm damn sure not cleaning it up when you're done...and last, but certainly not least, unless Joshiah or myself says otherwise, don't tell a single soul about anything you're about to see here tonight. The last thing we need is half the neighborhood trying to cram their way into our basement so they can enjoy a peep show at something that I personally prefer to remain private."

"So...why are you letting us all down here, exactly, then?" Nbowa asked, and the quizzical look on the faces of a few others made it clear that no one understood it.

"It'll all make sense in due time, dear lion," Rose replied with a smile that was so bright and cheerful, it made everyone forget just how nervous her threats made them. "Shall we head downstairs?"

She didn't wait for anyone to answer. Her dainty paw turned the doorknob to the door near the back of the house, and she began her descent into the basement, followed by nine other sets of footpaws stomping and pounding their way down the wooden stairs. If Joshiah was down there in waiting, there was no doubt in any of their minds that this would tip him off to their presence, but for reasons they couldn't yet see, they had no idea how wrong they'd be about that little fact.

The basement was threadbare to say the very least, and as Rose made it to the landing, she flipped a couple of switches, and lights filled what turned out to be a sizable and expansive area. It looked like there might have been more walls dividing the area up into bedrooms at one point in time, but as it was structured now, it was just endless carpet from one wall to the other, an area spanning at least forty feet by fifty, and with only two rooms visible, one with a window and a door, and one with just a door, it was obvious that the area had been set up as some kind of a stage. Some of the guests had already been given hints about what was to happen that evening, and others were still clueless, but as they filed in behind Rose and made sense of how the room was set up, there was one thing in the center that was obviously meant to be the center of attention.

It looked like just an open area, but there was a wall of glass around the center square of the room, and within it, there was no carpet; only concrete slab that would be much easier to clean. The other room with the window was separated in such a way that once you were in that area, now clearly an observatory, you wouldn't be able to easily enter the center stage, if at all. Process of elimination left the other door to be a bathroom, and as the last of the lights were kicked on, the reason for this whole set up, at least, perhaps, could finally be seen in the center of the stage, behind thick glass.

It was no wonder he couldn't hear that behind all of it...not to mention the plugs in his ears.

"Do I even want to know what he did to deserve this kind of a treatment?" Winter asked, his jaw dropping just a little bit as his eyes quickly became fixed to the sight of one Joshiah Coyofolf, blindfolded, gagged with a pair of panties, ears plugged, tailed lifted, and body tied down to a leather horse, ropes keeping the body pinned tightly to it, and chains keeping his wrists and ankles shackled up to the legs of the lewdly designed furniture.

"I can fill you in on the details as we go, Winter. Welcome to the basement."

The party was speechless to see what would qualify as not only a world class sex dungeon right in the middle of the room, but one with a perfectly set room for people to enjoy the show, and perhaps, most shocking of all was their friend in the center of it. Some of them secretly wished to get a closer look at what looked like might be a plug in his tailhole, others were too shy and hesitant to do anything more than stand and stare in awe at what they never would have seen coming.

"The door to your far left is the bathroom. Please only use it for actual bodily functions, though, once the crowd disperses, you'll likely find the shower outfitted to meet most of your desires. To your right is the entrance to the observation deck, where you'll all be staying for the duration of this little show, unless I say otherwise. There's a small speaker on the inside that is wired through the wall, so I'll be able to speak to all of you, even though we're divided by wood and glass, and perhaps, if I'm feeling nice, I'll act on a couple of your suggestions for what I should do with my naughty little pet in there. It looks like his spirit is finally starting to feel every bit as bound as his body...and I can just smell the desperation coming from inside that room. It's a little bit intoxicating, isn't it?"

Those guests with a predatory background could definitely pick up on a familiar scent of desperate fear, though, mingled in with it was an all too familiar aroma of arousal that even the less predatory animals could easily recognize. No doubt, Joshiah had been down there a very long time, and given his willful spirit and ability to be so defiant, it may have been entirely necessary.

"I'm certainly enjoying it," Rose continued, as she stepped towards the observation room, pulled a key from within her robe and unlocked the door. "File on in, fellas, and get as comfortable as you like. Just remember to follow the rules, and I'm sure we'll all be having a magnificent night by the time we're all said and done."

The way each guest carried on as they entered the room was a telling sign of just what kind of "fun" they might be having as they watched the show. Nbowa strutted his way right in, and no longer even bothered to hide the growth sticking up and straining against his shorts. Exile quickly followed, eager to see Joshiah get what he deserved more than anything. Still a bit bewildered but certainly excited to get in on the action, Winter stepped in next, his nub giving a quick wiggle of excitement as he was closely followed by the flushed, flustered Dodge. Albaz was following almost right on top of the poor otter, his eyes already narrowed at him with intent as Kai and Doxial still both looked on in disbelief, occasionally jabbing at each other and asking, "Did you see that?" Shane was almost disappointed not to see another horse for him to play with, but as Tama followed in close behind him, he eyed the coyote up and down, figuring it wouldn't be too long before his mind was in completely different places anyway. Once they were finally all inside, Rose closed the door behind them, leaving it unlocked in case anyone had to get up for any reason, and of course, Wiz was still due to arrive with some very special food and drinks for the crew to enjoy.

Time to get this show underway, Rose thought, as she started to untie the long, silky rope of black that kept her robe closed, letting it fall from around her waist, but still grasping it in her paws as she entered the sealed off stage and locked the door behind her. She took in a deep, long breath as she did her best to relax, pretending that she couldn't even see the bated crowd waiting on the other side of the window, as they all awkwardly tried to take their seats. Rose certainly wasn't one to put on a public performance about 99% of the time, but in this case, she was going to make a special exception. Still...it didn't hurt to have a bottle of wine handy for just such an occasion. "Really sweet stuff, too. This'll go down easy..._almost_as easy as you do when I tell you to, love," she said to Joshiah, though the ear plugs in his ears were top notch, keeping him from hearing her voice unless she was screaming right at the side of his head. The clever fennec had clearly been planning ahead, with a bottle of wine sitting on ice on a table near the leather horse that Joshiah was still wiggling against, but by now, it was a weak, sad attempt to get free, and no doubt, the abused coyofolf was accepting his fate, whatever it might be. Rose had plenty more in store for him, but until she poured that first glass of wine and took a full, refreshing gulp, she wasn't sure just what she was going to do with him first.

As the cool, sweet liquid poured down her throat and settled with a pleasant burn atop of her tummy, ideas started to come to life in her head, and no doubt, a second glass would only add fuel to a slowly growing fire.

On the other side of the window, things were already as unsettled and awkward as one might expect for a group of people who were thrust into such a sensual situation. It was so bad that Wiz almost wondered if he'd come to the right place when he finally arrived.

"...This...this is the viewing party, right?" he asked, as he rather skillfully forced his way in the door, paws full of an array of bottles, some marked and some not, and a small snack tray with assorted meats and cheeses. He was barely able to balance it all at once and get the door open, and as impressive of a sight as it was, it went almost entirely unnoticed as he moved towards the small, round table near the middle of the viewing area and placed everything down. "I wouldn't exactly call this a party, to be honest with you!"

Not one word was uttered in reply. After the sounds of plastic being painfully torn from the meat and cheese case and the quiet hiss of the bottles fizzing finally subsided, it was so quiet in the room that you could hear a pin drop. Even the males in the room that were clearly alpha personalities were a little bit flabbergasted at the situation, as the enormity of it was finally dawning on them, as ten entranced sets of eyes watched, unbelieving, at what was unfolding. Kai and Nbowa hadn't even taken a seat in one of the soft, plush leather couches yet, and even those who were sitting down couldn't quite relax.

None of them knew that it was just the calm before a storm that none of them would ever forget.

"Hopefully you can all hear me just fine in there," Rose finally said to shatter the silence. While everyone had been trying to become used to their arrangements in the viewing area, Rose had already finished her first glass of wine and was well into her second. It was a quick acting catalyst, and perhaps a necessary one as she allowed her robe to come a little further undone, exposing flashes of black lace and silky ribbons of white to the unsettled crowd. "Feel free to carouse the snacks as you please, and have as much as you like. It really is up all of you what you do in there. If you find yourselves thirsty, each chair has a bottle of water in the cup holder already, but Wiz was kind enough to provide an assortment of soda and other liquid delights for you. Imbibe freely, and enjoy this night as much as I know I'm going to!"

Not shockingly to anyone who knew him, it was Huscoon who was the first in the viewing room to actually stand up and grab himself a small plate of snack food and at least attempt to warm up the icy crowd. Rose was already displaying unfathomable generosity by allowing anyone to see the display, and Huscoon decided to return the favor in one of the best ways he knew how: firing up a shy, nervous crowd.

"I can't be the only person in here who's dying to see him get some real punishment for once," he said, shooting a knowing glance at Nbowa and Albaz, first. "And the way he always acts like he's just so damn innocent when we all know he's full of it? C'mon. This little display has been long overdue."

Exile didn't know that Rose had gotten a little help from a friend earlier, meaning that the little earpiece and microphone combo that she wore cued her in to each and every little conversation going on in the viewing room, but she wasn't about to disagree with that statement. She'd caught Joshiah in the act of teasing himself to pictures of naughty, twisted things plenty of times, and even found him pawing off when he was in the middle of a forced chastity, knowing full well that the consequences should be dire, but he always seemed to sneak away relatively unscathed.

"I know you can't hear me, but I hope you're ready, love. Deprived of all of your senses like this, bound in a state of constant panic for what you'll never know is coming...this might actually sting you a bit."

Not this time, though.

"And you'll like it."

SMACK! Even through the glass, the sound caught the attention of every single onlooker. Heads turned in unison to watch as Rose reared her paw back once more, and her dainty paw came down with another deceptively powerful swat, followed by a gagged, muffled whimper as pain radiated up from Joshiah's rump through his lower back, his tailhole clenching around the toy that some of his watchers so desperately wanted to see buried in there, but Rose simply wouldn't give them that pleasure just yet.

Perhaps it was Exile egging him on that finally made him reply. Perhaps it was the harsh, stinging sound of paws and claws punishing nude flesh and fur. Whatever it was, Nbowa actually cheered Rose on as she continued her assault, one that started with playfully hard swats, but was quickly becoming much more severe. " Definitely not the only one, Exile. I think it's about high time that little hybrid got what he deserved! It's just a shame we can't all be in there to help, that's all..."

"If I'm feeling generous," Rose said with a quick breath between harsh smacks, "Perhaps I'll let one or two of you in here to assist me, but don't get your hopes up. If Joshiah is ever a good boy, it's when he speaks the truth, and the truth is I'm rather selfish with him, and I mean all of him."

All of him was quite the statement, right at that moment. The bolder furs weren't the least bit hesitant to gaze upon the display, but they all wanted to see something more, and Rose was very good at pleasing an audience, when she so desired to. "You're all going to love the way this table can be modified. My poor boy has been so pent up for the last week, going all of that time without a single release, but I'd be willing to bet he's enjoying this more than he could tell us, even if my panties weren't stuffing his maw. Would you all like to see if I'm right?"

The speaker in her large, fluffy ear nearly damaged her hearing as Rose caught a wave of resounding, approving cheers. Thanks to the slight dulling of her inhibitions, she managed to just smirk it off and reached under the leather horse that kept her mate bound up, and tugged on a small lever. A trap door was released, small and insignificant from a distance, but it allowed a thick, engorged and extremely canine length to drop through. The poor coyofolf had been smashing his own cock against the leather horse the entire time, and even from the other side of the window, everyone could see him visibly relax as his stark, bright red member throbbed helplessly against the open air, thin strands of precum drizzling down to the floor when he relaxed, and shooting down violently each time he throbbed. Within seconds, a small gathering of the slick fluid could be seen pooling on the floor, and Rose licked her muzzle at the sight. "What a messy boy...you'd better cooperate when the time comes, or you'll be licking it up off the floor when we're all done..."

"Make him do it anyway!" Albaz cheered as he watched as eagerly as anyone else. Doxial bit his lip, squirming shyly as the show heated up, and Dodge silently wished that it was his body on the leather horse now, instead of Joshiah's. "I bet he'd like to clean it up!"

"I bet there are a couple of you who would like to clean it up too," Rose immediately shot back, giving the crowd a sultry, devious grin. "And perhaps I'll enlist your aid in that particular task later on. For now, how about we really get this show started?" she suggested, giving Joshiah one more firm, full palmed swat across the ass. "After all, I'm sure that our captive audience could sit and watch me smack your tight, _firm_little ass all day, but I think they'd rather see just how far I'm willing to go to make sure you get a proper punishment, and frankly, I'm curious to see what you can really take. I'm gonna push your every boundary this evening, baby..."

Still denied his eyes and ears, Joshiah could only catch the faint rumbles and vibrations of her voice carrying onto his flesh, but the intention had been delivered in other ways. He still didn't know just what was coming, but he was a smart one, and if he had to guess, he would think that his poor, red and abused rump was just a precursor to his tailhole being next.

He guessed wrong.

The silk robe, black as the desert sky at night and smooth as the softest of skin, fell fully to the ground in a casual puddle, and Rose fully revealed her outfit for the occasion. Part boudoir, part dominatrix, thigh-high leggings of pitch black rode up just as high as they were meant to, stopping just under the supple and tantalizing flesh of her rump. Arm warmers of a like color fit her forearms perfectly, covering her fur up just past her elbows. She wore only a bra across her bosom; tightly wound black with white lace, and a pair of panties made to match perfectly, tied off with a tiny bow of white lace just near the hem. There was one minor modification to them, that no one could see from the other side of the glass just yet, but they'd be clued into it soon enough as Rose stepped away from her mate's rump and moved toward his muzzle.

"If any of you are squeamish or shy about expanding your sexual horizons, now might be a good time to cover your eyes."

No one was sure just how serious Rose was, but no matter how bold or timid the party was, no one dared to cover or even close their eyes as Rose leaned over to pull one ear plug away, letting her mate hear for the first time in what might have been hours. "Hope that you're still enjoying yourself, my darling pet. You must be awfully thirsty after spending so much time all bound up like this. Your mistress will do you a kindness and serve you a drink...you'd better not spill a single drop."

Even Nbowa tilted his head in shock as he watched on, eyes glued to the action. "No way...is she really gonna do what I think she is?"

His good friend Doxial gave a silent nod, still biting his lip as Huscoon remembered his thrist, having gone quite some time without a drink himself. He took a bottle from the stockpile and cracked it open, taking a full gulp with a wide grin on his lips. "Aaaaah...revenge is almost as sweet as this juice you brought us, Wiz."

"You might have said lemonade if you knew what was coming," Rose interjected, grabbing everyone's attention once again as she placed the ear plug back into Joshiah's ear, made sure it was sealed, and then stood before him, grabbing a pawful of his hair and thrusting her hips hard against his muzzle. Joshiah was instantly overwhelmed; already he'd been pent up for a whole week, and unable to know what was coming, the rush of sweet, feminine arousal coating his nose and muzzle completely intoxicated him. He wished desperately to have a taste, and as Rose tugged the panties from his maw, his wish was granted, and she held his head tightly, tugging on his hair to line his eager, slick tongue up with her glistening folds. Hungry as ever for his mate, Joshiah did just as a good little slave should, orally praising his mistress with long, slow strokes of the tongue, the tip taking time to become familiar with each and every inch of her labia, collecting hints of her delicious, natural lubricants and drawing more of them out as the tongue lashing only served to turn her on even further. All told, Rose was being far too generous by letting her pet have such an easy time at her snatch, but as skillful as he was, she found it hard to make him stop.

That didn't mean she wasn't going to keep on punishing him.

Warm...so warm...and wet. I know she's horny, but, she didn't climax already, did she? A little salty...W-wait...this is...!

A slow, trickling cascade of liquid, tinted light gold like a stream of champagne, coursed across Joshiah's tongue as Rose marked his muzzle with her scent, peeing all over his snout. Knowing that he'd been given a task he couldn't hope to complete, Joshiah lapped helplessly at the stream as it started to soak the underside of his chin and neck, excess dripping and splashing down to the floor as the abused coyofolf failed to meet Rose's demands. "Ahhh...naughty boy...I told you not to waste a single drop," she reminded him as she sighed in delight at relieving herself on her mate, feeling a primal sense of pride at marking him in a way that anyone could recognize, even if they couldn't see it.

As the very last of the stream hit the floor, all bets were off. Already, this moment didn't feel real to any of the ten guests there, and though some of them were more into it than the others, that kinky, twisted act was just the push needed for the audience to become a little bit more interactive.

It all started with Exile taking that first drink.

"Who knew he would be into that?" Winter asked, his eyes lighting up as he watched Joshiah quench his own twisted thirst, but as entrancing as it was, he couldn't help noticing that Exile, who was taller than him when they entered, was now the same height, and shrinking. "Uhm...Exile? Are you just taking your sweet time sitting down?"

Exile had been enjoying the sight of Joshiah's abuse, his own personal revenge, far too much to notice that everyone around him appeared to be getting taller, at least, until Winter made mention of it. Nbowa was the next to take notice, his fangs poking through in a coy grin. "No, he's just not learning his lesson about consuming food and drink that might have been tampered with!"

"...Nbowa. You didn't!" Exile shouted, even as he continued to shrink down in size. Within moments, he was around waist height, looking up at everyone else in the room, and already, drops of pure fear were beading up on his forehead in the form of a cold sweat. "Seriously?!"

"You're right, I didn't," Nbowa replied. "Joshiah was the one who provided the food and drinks, after all, and he had Wiz pick it up, so..."

"I'm not blaming Wiz!" Exile cried back, now down around ankle level. "Even if Joshiah set this up, you still let it happen!"

Wiz let out a sigh of relief, but fate was already sealed for poor Exile, who Nbowa bent down to pick up. "Sure did," he admitted, "And believe me, I had all of this planned out well in advance, little huscoon."

Even in the lion's paws, Exile continued to shrink just a little bit, until Nbowa could just wrap his pawtips around the entirety of his body. Seeing the ice officially broken, Albaz turned his sights on Dodge, who'd nearly curled up into a ball in his comfortable chair. "Some of us don't have the luxury to plan these things out ahead of time," Albaz mentioned to his fellow lion. "But, for what it's worth, I do tend to enjoy living life on the fly and letting come what may."

Blue fur, sharp eyes and a toothy grin stood above Dodge in a completely domineering stance, undressing the timid otter mentally. "A-and just what do you think is g-going to come?" Dodge asked, trembling gently in the chair as Albaz took another step closer.

"Not what, but who," Albaz corrected, "And that would be you , but not right this second. It wouldn't be very fair to poor Joshiah if everyone out here got to have even more fun than he was having in there!"

"You really think he's not having that much fun?" Doxial asked, watching Albaz and Dodge curiously now to see just what would unfold between the two of them. "If I know him as well as I think most of us do, there's no way he isn't in heaven right now."

Rose turned to face the glass as she slipped her thigh away from Joshiah's soaked muzzle and grinned at the last comment. "Don't let him fool you into thinking he isn't enjoying it. Just look at all of that precum he's leaking! It's like a faucet ," she pointed out, and the miniscule puddle that was already forming down on the floor was growing rapidly in size as the slick fluid now flowed in a nearly continuous stream. "And if the silly little coyofolf weren't being punished, I'd gladly do a little something more with all of that mess, but for right now, I'm afraid it'll just have to go to waste. Making sure he gets a thorough punishment is much more important than spilled seed."

"And just where is the punishment going to go next?" Wiz asked, having stayed mostly to his own corner after he'd arrived, acting as a de facto server and keeping an eye on the food and drinks, but sneaking every last peek that he could at the show going on at the center stage.

"Next, I get to really enjoy myself," Rose replied, her fangs glimmering in the bright, fluorescent lights through a devilish grin. She reached out a paw to dingle the tiny, shimmering silver bell around his collar, knowing he wouldn't hear it, but that he'd feel the gentle rattling of the steel ball inside of it, a tiny gesture that she often used on him when she was about to do something either very affectionate, or very, very devious. Given the nature of the night, it seemed obvious to everyone watching which route she would take, but poor Joshiah still had no clue what was going on. His only senses, one of taste and the other of scent, were completely overwhelmed as he drank in the flavors of his mate, and the scent of her body rested fresh upon his snout, sending a constant trigger through his mind that there was a female, his female nearby that needed to be sated, and the painfully tight constrictions around his body kept him from doing just that. Rose was going to have her way with his body tonight, and that meant that there might be penetration, but it would only continue what had already begun beneath his tail. "Because I think this little coyofolf needs to be fucked good and hard, and you've all been such a great audience to wait for the main attraction. Looks like a few of you are getting pretty into the show!"

She wasn't wrong. Albaz now stood menacingly over Dodge, who squirmed about helplessly in his chair, full of a secret desire that Albaz would no doubt be able to force out of him. Nbowa had been completely unable to hide how much he was enjoying the show under his trademark shorts, and was already in the process of kicking them off as he held a now fully shrunken Exile, the poor huscoon not any bigger than a common action figure, and his physical abilities had been scaled down to match. He writhed and wriggled around in the grips of two large, powerful lion paws, but he couldn't so much as budge them, and his body couldn't move an inch. Nbowa looked down on his friend with eyes burning with arousal and dark, evil intentions, though what he could do with his friend when he'd been shrunk to such a size, Exile wasn't sure, but he had no doubt that Nbowa would come up with something. Shane and Tama had been on their way to the snack table when they saw what had happened to Exile, and while Shane hesitated and finally stopped in his pursuit of a drink, Tama never did, despite knowing what danger might lie within the contents. Kai, on the other hand, never hesitated when he got his hands on a bottle of what looked like water, but when he cracked it open and took even one sip, he was quickly aware that whatever he was drinking wasn't water. It was a clear fluid, that much was true, but it was ever so slightly sweet and left floral notes on his tongue as he took a second sip and adjusted to the aftertaste.

He definitely didn't get a shrinking potion.

Almost immediately after swallowing that first sip, Kai felt a rush of sensations shooting down his spine, like a powerful waterfall coursing down over the side of a cliff. His knees started to buckle as his whole body was filled with a momentary spell of weakness, and Albaz saw this, more than ready to take advantage.

"Hurry on over here, Kai!" he called out, his voice rather friendly for how domineering was he over Dodge. "Rose clued me into what was in that bottle, and I'll gladly help you through it, in exchange for a little help here with our little otter friend."

Kai moved as quick as he could, like a moth to the flame, already starting to feel a melting sensation in his bones as he literally crawled across the floor to the chair and grabbed it, his chest heaving rapidly as the potion worked quickly on his body. "Wh-what is...ahhh...what is this?!"

"Stay on your knees here next to Dodge, and I just might tell you. Do exactly what I say with Dodge, and I just might give you the antidote."

Outside the glass, Rose couldn't help chuckling as she rested a paw under Joshiah's tail and gave the lightest of tugs on the end of the plug in his tailhole. Much as she'd predicted, the viewing room was quickly devolving into an orgy, with a wide spectrum of fetishes being fulfilled before any sex had even occurred. It all just took a little longer than she'd expected it to.

"For those of you who are still interested," Rose said, teasing her crowd just a little bit as they started pairing and grouping off, "I think my little pet here has waited long enough for his full punishment." She gave another firm tug on the plug in Joshiah's tailhole, stretching the poor, abused passage back out around the widest part of the toy. His voice now free, Joshiah whimpered aloud in desperation as his tight muscles clenched helplessly at the toy, but he didn't dare to speak, knowing his words would only garner more trouble. Rose delighted in every little gasp and moan that escaped his lips, being the audiophile that she was gave her a certain pleasure as each little tug on the plug drew a unique little sound from her bound mate. It wasn't until she finally heard a tiny, but distinctive pop that Rose was sure the toy was free, as hard as Joshiah was trying to keep it in. He knew for sure what had to be coming, and this time, he wasn't wrong; not one bit. "I know you still can't hear me, love, but I know just what you like, and not being sure just when a thick, hard toy is going to get you off just makes it that much better for you, doesn't it? You little freak..."

Nbowa was biting his lip in anticipation as he watched Rose gather up a large, long, blue toy from the table by her side. It was a feeldoe, and she started to lubricate the bulb on the end she'd be using almost immediately as she grabbed it. "Yeah...he's had long enough, give that little slut the punishment he wants..." he groaned breathlessly. His engorged manhood started to ache as he watched the display, and his plan for Exile started to come together as he held onto the huscoon with just one paw, while he used the other to tear away the football jersey and jeans that he'd shown up in. Exile was far too small to stop him, wriggling helplessly as his clothes were removed, until he was just as nude as Nbowa and blushing all the way up to the tips of his ears as the lion lowered him down towards his length. "I think you've enjoyed enough of their show, Exile. Now you're just gonna help me enjoy the rest of it."

"Hmph! Some friend you are!" Exile argued, glaring up at his lion captor. "And like I'd help you out after what you guys did to me the other day!"

"You seem to be forgetting that you don't have a choice."

With all of the desperate force of a starving predator, Nbowa pressed Exile's body down onto his throbbing meat and kept him firmly against it. Like a masturbation sleeve, Nbowa squeezed the poor shrunken hybrid tight around his girth and stroked him back and forth. "You've got such soft fur, my little friend! Feels so great against me..."

An unwilling partner in a strange situation, Exile gasped as he was forced upon the length, his own member sliding up and down against the flesh as Nbowa treated him like a common sex toy. His voice was muffled as his muzzle pressed down into the skin, getting an intimate introduction to each slight curve, each bulging vein, and every throb that Nbowa's manhood was made of. _Can't believe I'm enjoying this...but I really am..._he thought to himself, still trying to resist the urgings of the lion, but that inhibition was fading fast, and Exile was warming up.

Back at center stage, Joshiah was plenty warmed up already, and just as Tama started to undergo a very slight change, Doxial finally started to feel comfortable enough to get a little more involved, and Albaz was just about to give the order for Kai and Dodge to get naked...they were rudely interrupted.

" AHHHNN! Miiiiiiiistresssssss!"

Everyone quickly whipped around or turned their eyes to the sight of Rose burying the whole length of the slicked feeldoe within her pet, who seized up, stiff as a board against the leather bondage horse at first, and then trembling, shuddering deeply as though his body had been rocked by a tremor. With such tight earplugs, he could scarcely hear himself, but all of his onlookers had no doubt that the shout was enough to wake the dead, or at least, the neighbors. Gasping like a pornstar was enough to drip precum from the tip of Nbowa's cock, the mess smearing into Exile's fur as both of them now intently watched the display; no doubt, it was exactly what they came for, and just what they needed to really get into the act.

"We can't have him having all the fun, can we?" Albaz asked his two captives. "I think it's best the two of you lose your clothes..." he continued, moving towards an open chair as he unbuttoned his shirt and started to cast it aside, "And get to work earning a cure for what ails you."

Kai was still struggling to move properly as a powerful transformation overtook his body, but as his fur shifted colors and his arms elongated and slimmed just slightly, he struggled through tugging the jersey off of his body, revealing a rapidly darkening fur coat, but a quickly brightening underbelly. As Dodge did the same, tugging his t-shirt off over his head, he felt almost like he was seeing double as he watched Kai's muzzle shorten, becoming slightly more blunt and rounded than the normal fox physicality. "You okay there, Kai?" he asked, his cheeks flushed as his paws slid down along the slim, toned muscles of his tummy and came to rest on his jeans, before looking up to Albaz for approval.

The blue lion nodded down at the first otter as he sat down in the comfortable chair and started to unzip his own jeans, before looking to Kai, who was rapidly becoming a second otter. "Now that I've got you two here where I want you, I hate to admit it, Kai, but I don't know of a cure for whatever it was you consumed. What I do know is that you're going to enjoy every minute of that transformation, I assure you. Now...which one of you two would like to keep me satisfied while I watch the show?"

Kai still hadn't found his voice again just yet, but Dodge would have been just a little too shy to speak anyway, and Albaz took immediate note of it with a wry grin. "Looks like we have our Lucky Pierre."

With a tight grip, Albaz grabbed Dodge by the shoulder and yanked him in towards his lap. He then gestured to Kai with his free paw, who was whimpering in very slight pain as his fluffy, soft fox tail slimmed down and flickered, becoming thicker and more muscular to adapt to his changing otter form. "You, Dodge, have the privilege of of swallowing my load, and you, Kai, get to make sure that Dodge gets what he deserves... if he does a good job, of course. Until then, you'd better help him suck my cock like your life depends on it."

Knowing that Dodge would be a little more hesitant, Albaz curled his claws tightly into the shy little otter's headfur and tugged hard towards an open zipper, and an emerging cock. Put in his place, Dodge quickly complied and curled his tongue around the base of the shaft, and Kai leaned in close as his transformation neared completion. His own tongue curled just around Albaz's lightly fuzzed sack, slurping over each soft orb and leaving them glistening before trailing up with the tip of his tongue, meeting with Dodge and giving Albaz the treat of a lifetime as two otters passionately kissed around the base of his member. Not just content to watch any longer, Doxial had been a curious and quiet fennec long enough, and watching Albaz take command like he had inspired him to saunter over towards Nbowa, always having had a little soft spot for the lion. He didn't need to use a single word to show him that it was true; simply slinking down to his knees, gliding his soft pawpads along the lion's toned, tight thighs and curling his slick tongue over Nbowa's sack while looking up at him with wide, innocent and playful eyes definitely did the trick.

"Such a naughty boy...did your mistress tell you that you could scream like that?" Rose asked her mate, swatting down hard on his ass as punishment and raking her claws through his fur, leaving deep red marks under the fields of raven fluff. To make sure her point was emphasized, she actually removed one earplug, but didn't allow Joshiah to see, not just yet. "Just a fair warning, love: If you climax before I tell you to, I'm going to make you lick up every single drop from right there on the floor, and then have you clean this feeldoe the old fashioned way...do you understand?"

"Yes, mistress..."

SMACK!! Once more, Rose came down on his backside with force, and gripped it tight in succession, pounding away at Joshiah's poor, stretched and abused tailhole and holding onto his flesh for leverage. "What's that? I'm afraid I didn't hear you..."

Joshiah tensed up again, grimacing in pain as he could feel sharp claws digging into his flesh, and he moaned in a twisted mix of pleasure and pain as he felt the harsh slap of a paw against his body once more. " Ahhh! I said yes, mistress! I'll obey...I promise!"

"Hmmph. That's what I thought," she replied with a cocky grin, placing the earplug back into his ear and leaning over as far as she could, knowing that she was tickling her pet's prostate with the end of the toy as she absolutely buried the feeldoe within him, and a small burst of precum hit the floor, but somehow, Joshiah hung on, controlling his climax at least for a moment longer.

Now that the guests were really starting to warm up and have fun, he just might outlast them, and unbeknownst to him, that was likely to be his cue to open fire. "And if you do finish before I say, you're gonna be licking the floor in the viewing room clean, too..."

If not for how preoccupied the guests were, a few of them definitely would have cheered, but right then, the only sound to be heard was the occasional grunt or moan of pleasure, and the sloppy, messy sound of a pair of otters trying to sneak as much lion cock as they possibly could.

As was sometimes the case in such a large group, there was a bit of a "floating group" of people who simply didn't mesh right away, and unfortunately for Wiz, he'd arrived late, and Shane was slightly more interested in horses than he was in any of the others. As fortune would have it, however, Winter was already undressing himself and had his eye on a trio of lonely looking furs, and his mind on just what he would do with them, especially when Tama was already starting to level the playing field for Shane, unknowingly. His drink had been much slower to take effect, but as it was, he could feel an unnatural strength building up in his body, resonating down from the core and into his thighs. The muscles thickened up almost immediately and continued to become more powerful, more defined as his muzzle felt like it was stretching out as well, and no doubt, the look on Wiz's face as he recorded the whole ordeal confirmed it. Even Shane was starting to take serious notice, and a bright grin filled out his lips as the long, soft and fluffy tail that the coyote arrived with quickly started to shrink and thin out, until it more closely resembled a gathering of tassels.

"Y'know, Wiz, we can't just let you film this whole show for free," Winter mentioned, as he came a little closer to the sneaky fur. Perhaps he'd just been coy, perhaps he was a bit of a voyeur, but whatever the case, he'd been filming the entire orgy on his smart phone, and judging by the slight bulge in his jeans, he was enjoying the taping enough that he should have been more involved than he was. "How about you set the camera down and join in the fun, instead of just thinking about doing it? I can tell it's on your mind already..."

Wiz gulped quietly as the lynx had him all figured out, but he still wasn't ready to jump into the fray just yet. His attention was torn between the suddenly dominant Winter in front of him, and the transformation that was truly starting to take shape for Tama, who was now more horse than coyote. His paws were already shriveling back into his legs, stopping just short of becoming stumps, until his claws wrapped out and around the ends of his ankles, every inch of the bony extensions melding together and shaping up as a pair of hooves. He stumbled awkwardly as he tried to adjust to standing on the new appendages, and Shane was right there to catch him...and more than happy to hold onto him for a bit. What shocked him as he made the catch, however, was that Tama's chest should have been wide, broad and firm from being changed into a powerful stallion, but when Shane caught him, he could feel a pair of soft bosom pressing into his own taut chest, and the horse grinned bright as his fantasies seemed to be falling into place, one by one. "Those are awfully big," he teased, snickering at the now transformed Tama. "It's no wonder you feel a little bit off balance!"

"You know damn well it's because of my hooves!" Tama shot back, glaring at Shane, but finding himself unable to deny that his touch was very comforting. Of course, Joshiah had this stuff brought here. Every one of these bottles probably has a little Prebudila in it, Tama realized silently, explaining why his body was suddenly rocked with several waves of arousal just from being held close. And he is an awfully good looking guy...

Seeing his best opportunity yet, and seeing Wiz still a bit too dumbfounded to properly resist or abide, Winter stepped up behind Tama with a cheeky grin and gave Shane a rather knowing look. "Seems that potion only went about half way. Looks like we've got a herm on our paws!" he commented, being none too bashful about getting a tight grip around the cock that still hung between Tama's thighs, although, it was decidedly equine now, but as he stroked a paw back, he could feel a slight divot in the flesh, knowing that the potion had given Tama an extra set of sexual organs, and one that he fully planned to take advantage of. "I'll let you have the front because I'm feeling nice. I'm taking the back, and little Wiz can put his phone down and finally get involved!"

Shane didn't argue the agreement one bit. He was about to start helping Tama out of his clothes, able to see the light haze of lust in his eyes only growing thicker, but Winter took the initiative and tugged his awkwardly fitting shorts down hard, dropping them to his ankles and letting a rapidly pulsing, long, powerful equine length spring up and poke Shane in the tummy. "Whatever was in that drink did the trick. He's already good to go!" Shane cheered in excitement, unbuckling his belt and letting his own jeans fall down around to his knees, but not an inch further before he couldn't resist pressing his own cock up to Tama's and holding them together. Wiz watched in a mixture of shock and excitement as he taped every second of the frotting pair, biting his lower lip as he dipped a paw into his jeans and gave his own length a few curious strokes as he watched. Until Winter literally forced him in, he wouldn't budge, but there was no reason that he couldn't enjoy the show in his own way, and there was plenty going on to see, even after Winter grabbed him by the wrist and tugged him closer.

Before he was yanked, Wiz had been watching Albaz keep full control over the twin otters by his length, and taking delight in knowing how hard the lion was struggling not to moan, but he really wanted to make his subjects work for it. A thin trail of precum was already dripping down, and Kai and Dodge eagerly fought over it as Dodge was in his natural submissive state, and Kai was completely under the influence of Prebudila-laced chemicals, making him sexually as pliable as a rubber band. Albaz was already on the verge of a climax as he watched each tongue take a turn gliding up the sides of his shaft, swirling around the tip to soak up any precum he offered, and trailing back down to press a kiss to the base, but he wasn't done ordering the two around, not just yet. "Nnn! Very good, boys. I think it's about time we stepped things up a bit, though...Kai, be a dear and get behind Dodge for me. You'd both better stay on your knees, or I won't use the lube that Rose was kind enough to provide us with..."

Kai nodded eagerly and did exactly what he was told with a wide grin, scrambling around behind Dodge and wrapping his paws around the other otter's midsection, holding onto him gently as Dodge gulped, but the throbbing member he'd been hiding this whole time was a sure sign that he was excited for what was to come. Acting as kind as a dominant lion could, Albaz used just a pawful of lube and leaned down, giving each of his temporary pets a quick coating of the slick liquid. His own cock was already taken care of, and after wiping his paws clean, the deviant, blue lion knelt down behind Kai and pressed down onto the smaller otter, mounting him firmly just as Kai did the same to Dodge. "You two learn fast! It's a shame you're being so good for me; I'd almost like to punish the two of you a bit more...almost." Instead of a punishment, however, it was a definite reward, as Albaz gripped Kai tightly by the tail and lifted it up, biting down on the end to hold it out of the way as his cock speared the transformed, chemically altered fox hard in his tailhole, spreading the tight little entrance wide open and filling it up with just one thrust, gently enough to enter him, but strong enough to nearly hilt him all at once. Kai jumped forward in surprise with a delighted moan, mimicking the actions of his master and pressing his own cock cleanly into Dodge's ass, impaling the smaller, submissive otter on his length, and at the end, Dodge could feel his member throbbing, his whole body tense with that magical mixture of pain and pleasure that could only come from having his tailhole filled so perfectly. The three moved in near unison as Albaz initiated every single thrust, his sack slapping hard against Kai as he almost immediately picked up the pace once he figured that Kai could take it...and he didn't have a choice either way.

"Pretty inspiring show, isn't it?" Nbowa asked, noticing that he'd lost Doxial's gaze, but he certainly hadn't lost his attention, feeling the curious little fennec suckling even harder at his sack and bringing him that much closer to an impending climax, even as Winter was just starting to line his length up with Tama's tailhole, and Shane finally had of the slick, virile fluid pouring out of Tama's cock coating his own length to try penetrating his newly gained labia. Both eager males rutted Tama at the same time, Shane slicked up with a mix of his and Tama's own fluids, and Winter's length recently lubricated thanks a quick spitjob by Wiz, who still had a tiny strand of precum dangling from his lower lip. Two quick, desperate thrusts came, and Tama was sandwiched between a hungry horse and a dominant lynx, and filled up just as full as he could be. His mind was racing from the Prebudila coursing through his veins, and a curious looking Wiz reached out for Tama's fully pent up member, stroking over it with a fascinated glance, still trying to rationalize how a simple bottle of "water" had changed Tama so much. The camera had been set aside for the moment, still recording everything from a table, as Wiz started to take care of himself and gently tug on his canine length, simply absorbed into the overwhelming sensuality of the moment. The air was lost on no one...

"Take it, baby...take that thick, hard cock, you little fucking pervert!"

It would be lost on Rose, least of all. Her hips were pounding into her submissive mate like a jackhammer, and the vibrator nestled into the base of the toy that was locked inside of her sent chills up her spine with each thrust. The contact of her hips to his backside pushed the egg right upon her g-spot, and a slow trickle of delicious, feminine juices was already leaking freely from her moistened treasure. The two glasses of wine had served their purpose perfectly, leaving Rose loosened up and in proper form to dominate her pet, but even more importantly, it let her relax and truly enjoy herself, and with each thrust, each touch, and each delightful whimper of undeniable pleasure from her mate, she drew closer to what she could only imagine would be quite a messy orgasm. She kept one paw tight around his hips, while the other slid down her stomach and right to her pubic mound, pressing down and adding a little pressure to her body, doing her best to use every trick she knew of to encourage squirting. She wanted to leave a mess on her boy in every way she possibly could, and this method was definitely her favorite.

"M-mistress...ahhh...I d-don't know how much...how much longer I can..." Joshiah panted helplessly, trying desperately with everything that he had inside to resist his orgasm, but nearly every thrust from Rose teased his prostate and brought him within mere breaths of a mind-blowing release.

"Hear that, boys?" Rose asked, knowing that the captive audience could still hear her, even if they were all rather preoccupied. "I don't think my poor pet can take much more of this...and I gotta say, neither can I! Better get finished up in there or you'll miss the big finish out here! Mnnn...my baby is so tight!"

It was quickly becoming clear that the Prebudila added to the bottles of water was no coincidence; Rose was a big fan of simultaneous climaxes, and the mere thought of having so many people near to orgasm or achieving it at once sent her right to the edge, her hips slamming her poor, helpless mate down against the leather bondage horse as two other horses and a lynx neared their own peaks. Feeling awfully generous for his dominant stance, Winter reached over and fondled Wiz, gently cupping his lightly furred orbs and giving them an occasional squeeze to help the voyeuristic young canine along to his own climax. What started out as a drawn out experience now seemed like a race to the finish, but having been at it the longest and getting teased by an expert, Nbowa was the first one to cross the finish line.

Doxial could feel a sudden tension against his tongue as Nbowa's sack became stiff, and the thickest vein in the underside bulged so heavily that it bumped the poor fennec on his muzzle, right as a cascade of his seed burst from the tip of his length, soaking Huscoon's entire head and chest with the first burst alone, and leaving a few errant strands across Doxial's muzzle. The cute, playful fennec licked up and swallowed as much of it as he could as Nbowa roared with pleasure, neither of his friends letting his body settle for even a moment of his orgasm. He gritted his fangs and gripped Doxial by the shoulders, thrusting up into the air, and Huscoon held on for dear life in his shrunken form, his own body letting out a much smaller yield, but a very powerful climax for having such a small body. His seed leaked back down Nbowa's length and into the his pubic fur, staining him and letting him know that his friend had enjoyed the experience every bit as much as he had, and a genuine smile from Doxial as he licked a little excess mess from his lips told the same story.

Albaz had been hard pressed to last as long as he did, but something about him took pride in knowing that he would outlast the subby little coyofolf that they'd all come to see. Hearing Rose declare the show was almost over was incentive enough for him to give in, and a familiar tightness in his tummy gave way to a full body burst of uncontrollable pleasure. His long, feline length pumped more than a full load of cum into Kai's tight backside, a literal stream of the stuff starting to gush out and spill on the floor as Albaz leaned forward to bite down hard on Kai's shoulder, muffling the sound of his own moans. "Cum... NOW!" he growled deeply to his two loyal otters, who had barely been able to hold out for the order. Stimulated from both ends, Kai was the first one to give in, and feeling that deep, internal rush of warmth as Albaz filled him up in the most delightful way pushed him right over the edge. His stubby little otter claws dug into Dodge's tummy at first, but one gave way to gently stroke his partner's length and goad him into finishing as well. As Kai pulled free from Dodge and climaxed, spraying a fresh helping of otter seed onto Dodge's back, Dodge started into his own orgasm and cried out, his own messy yield spilling all over Kai's paws as the transformed otter jerked him all the way through his release, coating the floor beneath them with even more seed, until each of the three had a small puddle between their thighs to go along with their empty sacks, and full tailholes.

"Please guys...gimme just a little more!" Tama pleaded, the Prebudila making his whole body ache with a need to be filled, and his whimpering plea was just enough to send Shane into an orgasm true to both his canine and equine nature: hard, fast and fierce. A few quick, firm thrusts up from the hip sent Shane reeling, filling Tama's chemically created pussy up to the brim and pounding it so hard that the head of his cock reached all the way to and brushed up against his cervix. Winter bit down harshly on the back of Tama's neck and dug his claws into his sides, growling ferociously as his own sack started to tense up. "You're gonna take another load here, and you're gonna like it! Wiz...make sure he gets a nice even coating," he ordered, the barbs of his wild, feline anatomy tickling Tama internally as Winter finally climaxed within Tama's tight little rear. He filled him up so deeply full of seed that it started to pour back down, dripping back onto his sack and down his thighs as Wiz, pushed into a state of submission by Winter, did exactly what he was told and came as well, working his canine length to a satisfying orgasm with one paw, and picking up the camera with the other to get the best money shot that he could, filming the thin, hot strands of his cum landing on Tama's tummy up close and personal. "Nnngh...I'm c-cumming, Winter...yes...yes!"

There was no air of calm despite the literal flow of orgasms to be had within the viewing area just yet. There were still two finishes yet to be had, and they were going to be the hardest of the night, no doubt, but Rose, hearing the veritable chorus of passion coming from the next room over, couldn't contain herself any longer. So deep of an audiophile as she was, the heavenly sound of her mate pleading for a release, and the subsequent throes of passion all around her sent Rose plummeting down into one of the most intense climaxes she could remember. Her inner muscles clenched tight around the egg of the feeldoe, and her vulva convulsed violently as she tried in vain to milk a climax out of the toy, but her errant thrusts and desperate clenching were more than enough to work such a thing out of her mate.

"Mistress! I...p-please! PLEASE!"

Stream after stream of female ejaculate streaked out and down to the floor, the sex toy between Rose and Joshiah causing her orgasmic streams to splash and soak her own tummy and his backside with her slick juices. "Nnnnyes...y-yes!" she cried, reaching forth to yank the earplugs out of Joshiah's ears so he could hear her order, but more importantly, so she could hear her every breath, her every gasp, her every desire for him, to make his own orgasm that much more intense. "I'm cumming, Josh! Cum with me, baby...gimme all of that thick, sticky cum! Do it!"

As Rose trembled against his backside, still deep in the middle of her blissful state, Joshiah finally heard his mate once again, and her desperate cry for him to finish was literally all that it took; her paw wrapping around to stroke and massage his cock was just an added bonus, but still deprived of his sight, Joshiah felt his pleasure heightened even further, and what was already a mind-blowing climax now shook the coyofolf to his very core. Normally, he was quite a vocal lover, but as his tailhole clenched tight around the toy buried deep within him and the first thick, hot strands of his cum splashed upon the floor... "Mistress, I'm gonna c-cum...fuck...me...nnn!" He felt his mind completely fade into a haze of pure, unadulterated bliss, and even his voice started to fade with it, until his gasps and moans were nothing more than a slow, pleasant whimper. His mate had outdone herself once again, and this one was certainly one he'd never forget. His length pulsed heavily in Rose's paw, soaking her all the way through her fur and down to the flesh as his knot suddenly bulged out into her grip, her pawtips struggling to hold onto it as spurt after spurt of hot, slick, canine cum burst onto the floor, turning mingling of their combined juices into a respectable puddle beneath them, and leaving absolutely no doubt just what the two of them were into. Even as she pawed her mate off, Rose was still shuddering with pleasure, unable to shake the delightful tingling that seemed to infect every inch of her body, and it only intensified as she grinned to herself, deciding that the time to reveal her secret was right when she felt the last of the sticky seed drooling onto her pawtips. She brought her paw to her muzzle and licked each tip, but then walked around to the front and rested her paw in front of Joshiah, and she showed off to the crowd just how well trained he was. One slick, mess-soaked tip touched his lips and he opened wide, his tongue curling around the tip and bringing it into his maw until he'd sucked every drop of his own seed from it. Her cleaner paw stroked gently through the stark, bright white hair upon his head and gave it a quick ruffle.

"Good boy."

She looked back over her shoulder at the crowd, seeing all of them still sexually exhausted, but completely captivated at the passionate ending they'd witnessed. Grinning just as coyly as could be, Rose leaned over and licked the very tip of Joshiah's ear. "Baby...?"

"Yes, Mistress?"

"Say hello to your adoring fans."

Joshiah's ears flickered in curiosity, wondering what she meant. As she pulled the blindfold from his eyes, he looked up, and instantly, his eyes shrunk down to two tiny blue dots, and his ears folded back as far as they could, all the way back against his head.

"Wh...what...I don't..."

" Told you I was gonna get you back good, baby. Surprise!"

Joshiah's jaw hung agape, his mind completely removed from the thin trail of his own seed that dripped down from his lip. There, on the other side of a room that had never been used for such a purpose before, were ten people, some he'd known for quite some time, staring back at him.

They saw everything. The. Whole. Thing.

Rose couldn't help a quick giggle. "Soooooo...who's ready for the after party?"

**

It wasn't much of a party, exhausted as everybody was.

The large shower that was in the corner of the basement proved just how useful it could be, as all twelve people actually managed to fit into it at once with relative ease, and each took turns getting clean under the multiple shower heads. With how sexually expended everyone was, there was only some light playfulness in the heat and steam, and no doubt, the occasional teasing jeer was thrown Joshiah's direction. His cheeks lit up the minute the blindfold was removed, and they still hadn't cooled down since.

When all was said and done, by the time the shower was finished, every transformation had ended, and as the boys all showered together, Rose explained just how involved a few of the members of the audience were with her planning. No one had ever been in any real danger, of course, but the illusion thereof was always an exciting thing to leave lingering around, and Joshiah knew his friends pretty well, for the most part; the transformation ingredients had been his idea. Shockingly for him, the audience had been Rose's.

When most of the others were just enjoying a spare stream of water, Rose finally tugged Joshiah under the water and hugged him tight. For those people who had ever been in any kind of orgy, especially one where dominance and submission were involved, they knew that there was often a downtime afterwards, a period of comfort and casual banter where the two (or more) people involved could all calm down and come back to reality a bit. Everyone else was already so comfortable with each other that there was very little need for such a period for some people, and despite their naked forms, a few even offered hugs to Joshiah, which he accepted with Rose's permission. It wasn't until the two of them stood together under the stream of the water that the enormity of it all was really sinking in, though.

She'd pinned him down and exposed him to some of his closest friends without his consent.

She'd defiled him in multiple ways, going so far even as to pee right on his muzzle and leave her scent lingering on him.

She railed him, leaving his tailhole stretched and his body abused, some wear and tear still obvious in the red marks on his flesh.

She'd embarrassed him and put him in his place, not just in the privacy of their own bedroom, but in essence, publicly...

At a time like this, what could he say?

"Rose?"

She slowly rested her arms upon her lover and looked to him, no doubt having had some of the same thoughts herself. She looked a little concerned. "Yes...?"

"Thank you, Mistress," he whispered, pressing a gentle kiss upon her lips and nuzzling into her cheek, putting every single fear she had to bed as they relaxed together under the water, surrounded by some dear friends who were eternally grateful for the opportunity.