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Quicksilver Buys A Slave

S.M. Wolf

Quicksilver, Buck and Maurice © S.M. Wolf. Baillie and Rose © Iron Badger. This work and the characters contained herein may not be reproduced or used in whole or part without the written consent of the author. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, or other characters is coincidental.

WARNING - This is my first homerotic story and may not be suitable for many of my normal readers.

The otter sat in front of the microphone and waited for the jingle to end and his shift to begin.

Kissy Fur - K-Fur 101

"Welcome to the noon hour with the Quicksilver Special Delivery Service, San Furcisco's number one radio show. All of today's best rock spiced with all-time classics! Now, from north of the border - Silverback!"

Quicksilver turned the knob and cranked up the speakers. The small studio booth was filled with the sounds of Someday. The silver gray otter whistled contentedly as he smoothed down the abundance of guard hairs on his arms that had given him his name. The lean and fit otter was feeling pretty good and chirped happily as he adjusted the speakers to an almost painfully loud volume.

The otter pushed back from the console and spun his chair around. He whistled happily as he watched the studio spin past. The tenth time around he noticed Baillie, the other KFUR otter looking in at him through the studio window. He blew her a kiss as he rotated past her. She just laughed at the outrageous DJ and continued on to the newsroom.

Quicksilver suddenly stopped his play and stared at her retreating back. He was available tonight for the first time in several months. Baillie was a lot of fun to be with. Maybe he should look her up after the news at the bottom of the hour and see what she was doing tonight. With any luck he could slip her out of her dress and into his hot tub before seven. Afterwards they could have some mutual fun with his toys.

Quicksilver grinned at the prospect. Baillie was so good at the things he liked it was a shame he had never been able to convince her to take on a more permanent relationship. Some of their threesomes in his loft had lasted for an entire week of vacation.

The second chorus of the song was just ending when he felt his cell phone vibrate. He slid it from his belt pouch and flipped it open. He smiled as he saw the ID of the caller in the display. He hit the TALK button and started spinning his chair around again but slowly this time.

"Hello!" Quicksilver cheerfully chirped.

"I understand you have need of a new sex slave."

"That's what I love about you, Maurice! You never waste words."

The bear on the other end just laughed.

"I was expecting you to call before my shift started. Your snitch at the Slave Registration Department must be slipping," Quicksilver complained.

"Our normal informant is out on maternity leave. Her replacement can be a bit slow. He did inform us that Clarice has been registered as a Free Fur effective yesterday. I trust nothing bad happened? She was only with you for four months."

Quicksilver sighed.

"She was having problems with exhaustion. If I kept her I would have just screwed her into an early grave. We both knew it too. So, I freed her and took her home to her parents. After a couple of weeks of bed rest alone she should be fine."

"I am glad to hear that. We were aware of her...'limitations' when we excessed her," Maurice said before he turned the conversation back to his real reason for calling.

"That does leave you currently slaveless, though. Would you be interested in remedying that situation?"

Quicksilver smiled and merrily said, "That depends! What have you got for me?"

"How would you like a buck this time?"

Quicksilver positively beamed.

It had been almost two years since he had a male slave to satisfy his sexual needs. The last three slaves he had purchased from Ursine Kennels excess stock had all been does rejected from their training program for one minor reason or another. Their low price made up for their relatively short lifespan as Quicksilver's sexual partner. The otter had a regular habit of wearing them out in his sexual excess.

Still, none of them were truly unhappy with the consequences. At the end of their relatively brief servitude they were given their freedom. It was a far cry from the hard labor they would likely have been sold into. That was effectively a death sentence as they were used in the worst, most dangerous industrial jobs.

A buck, on the other hand, had his own benefits. Variety was the spice of the otter's life, and the thought of humping a bound male again was giving him a fast growing erection.

"I might be interested..." Quicksilver temporized as he adjusted his pants to relieve the growing pressure.

Maurice laughed.

"Come over after your shift ends," he told the otter. "If you are interested, you can have him for the normal price. If not, I'll buy you a beer at the pub on the corner. Deal?"

"Deal!" Quicksilver gleefully replied.

The song ended just as Quicksilver closed his phone. He hit a button on the console and started the second CD playing as he muted the speakers.

"And now a blast from the past - My Sharona!"

Quicksilver cut the mike, turned the speakers up all the way and started bouncing around the studio like a silvery gray fur covered superball as he fantasized about what his new buck would be like. Ursine Kennels favored well hung and nicely toned males with no extra fat. Four o'clock and the drive time shift could not come soon enough for him today! And if things did not work out, there was always Baillie for a fun night together.

Quicksilver made some mental notes as he lifted his tail high and shook his behind at a very disapproving Rose as she frowned at him through the studio window. She turned and stiffly walked away with her muzzle held high in the air as the otter started undoing his belt.

Buck knelt in the cold, slightly damp room. His nose twitched nervously underneath the hood he was wearing. He could smell the fear and other things of those slaves that had been sold in the room before him. Despite the Kennel's nearly continuous cleaning, the stench was always there just beneath the surface.

Buck had failed his latest test in spectacular fashion. The requirement had been simple. Spend ten times in two hours. As a buck cottontail rabbit, he should have been able to perform his required duties in a quarter of that time. Each of the males had even been given a female from an advanced class to help them. As extra added incentive, the males had been told by their ursine instructor that they could have the females for their pleasure if there was any time left after they completed their test.

Buck had drawn a beautiful calico kitty. Her fur pattern made a pleasant contrast to his plain brown upper pelt and white belly fur. She had purred as she slid down onto her belly and started licking his cock into a full erection. The look she gave him made it clear that she was looking forward to some serious mutual fun as soon as they got the annoying class requirement out of the way. The bears were always good on their promises, good and bad, and the two slaves would have the opportunity to do whatever they wanted after Buck took care of his part in the test. From the way she was wriggling her ass, Buck could tell she wanted him mounting her hard, fast and repeatedly to send her off into multiple orgasms when the time came.

At the start everything had gone well. The first two cum shots had been easy. The guard grunted and made a chalk mark on the floor beside his head each time.

The third took a little effort, but he was still doing okay. He was still glad to see the guard mark off his accomplishment.

The fourth had been hard. He was grunting with the effort it took to shoot his wad.

The fifth had taken every bit of the cat's skill. She had stared up at him in a mixture of disbelief and fear. Both knew the consequences of failing a major test like this.

The sixth time never happened.

The guards had taken away the rest of the class. The cat had pleaded with her eyes for his forgiveness. He had taken a chance and nodded to her as they took her away. It was his fault, not hers. He gave her what absolution he could with that brief act and the glance he sent her before he hung his head in disgrace and awaited his fate.

The instructor had snorted in disgust at his poor performance. Without a word he had tied Buck's paws behind his back. A black hood went over his head and encased him in darkness. The heavy latex muffled the sounds around him as well. The instructor popped a large ball gag into his mouth. It opened his muzzle most uncomfortably, but Buck knew better than to mew a complaint. The instructor hobbled Buck before snapping a lead onto his heavy metal collar.

The instructor had brought him to this room and left him kneeling on the hard stone floor with his lead attached to something on the floor in front of Buck. He had no clue where he was, but he knew the consequences of failure. He would be excessed from the Kennel stock and sold to some low class brothel where he would turn dozens of tricks a day or to some industrial corporation for "high-risk" labor assignments.

Either way, he would almost certainly be dead within two years, probably in less than one. Hours passed yet no one came into the room. Buck started to fidget inside. He was too well taught to move from the position in which the instructor had placed him, but he was growing increasingly closer to panic. His inner rabbit wanted to run and flee his fate with his tail held high to show off the white underfur to warn all furs away from this place.

He heard the muffled sound of the door opening and closing. Underneath the heavy latex he perked up his ears as best he could and listened intently. His fate would be determined in the next few minutes. He shivered in fear but remained in his position.

"Here he is, as advertised, Master Quicksilver!" an unfamiliar bass bear voice said fairly boisterously.

"Not much to look at is he?" a tenor voice replied with just a hint of a whine.

Buck felt a clawed toe press against his inner knee.

"Open more!"

Buck spread his knees wider.

"Let's see your equipment, slave!"

Buck cringed. As scared and as depressed as he was, he knew he would never be able to get even a partial erection on his own without using his paws. Even if he could use his paws to help the issue would be in doubt.

Several seconds passed. Nothing was happening.

"Well?" the voice of his potential owner asked with a slight hint of exasperation. "Maurice, I thought you said he was most of the way through training and a real find."

Buck bit the ball gag in frustration. This was just not his day.

Buck jumped as he heard the voice come from right beside his head.

"Not having any luck, are you, slave?"

Buck could only nod his head yes. He could smell the scent of fish on the stranger's breath. "You know what happens to slaves that fail their training, don't you?"

Buck sickly nodded his head yes again.

"I figure some corporate manager is going to come in and buy you if I don't." Buck felt a webbed paw grab his right ass cheek. "With a cute little ass like this they are going to work you during the day and bugger you every night until you get too beat up. Then they are going to let the other slaves have at you. Until you die, that is."

Buck was on the verge of utter panic. If the hood had not been on the other two furs in the room would have been able to see the whites of his dilated eyes. He could barely contain his bladder and bowels.

"I could save you from that, but it will cost you," the voice promised with a hint of sexuality. He guessed his cost would also be rather physical from the way the paw was kneading his ass vigorously.

Buck did not care. Anything was better than death to him at the moment. He mewed into his gag. He would do anything to escape the other fate!

"I will help you get an erection. If I like what I see and I buy you, you get one hundred lashes on your ass tonight with anything I want to use. If I decide to not buy you...

"Well, I will not do anything more to you. I am not cruel like that."

Buck briefly wondered what type of cruel this probably male fur was like.

"Deal?"

Buck had been beaten enough times at the Ursine Kennels to know how much a hundred lashes at the paws of a cruel and sadistic Master would hurt. Still, he had little choice but to take a chance on this stranger.

Dejectedly Buck nodded his head yes.

"Good!" the stranger said in a sultry voice.

A paw moved over Buck's chest. It stroked his fur. It paused on his sternum.

The unknown voice whispered in his ear, "Take it easy. You are in good paws today. If you are half as good as Maurice says you are you are coming home with me for a few months of fun and then your freedom."

The stranger paused.

"After I give that cute, tight ass of yours a nice little beating tonight, of course!" the stranger added with a whistle.

Buck sucked in his breath though his nose. The stranger just laughed and let his paws explore the rabbit's body.

Buck felt the paw on his chest slide down to caress his stomach with a slow, circular motion. Another webbed paw started to stroke the fur on his back. Buck began to relax under the gentle rubbing. He ducked his head as the stranger started to scritch him on the scruff of his neck. The stranger talked soothingly into his right ear as he stroked Buck's exposed fur. Buck really did not hear what the other male said, but the tone of the rich voice soothed him and drained away his panic and fear. This went on for several minutes until Buck was quite relaxed and calm for the first time in hours.

"Now, let's get this show on the road."

The paw on Buck's stomach trailed downward to his sheath. Buck felt a single fingernail trail up and down the underside of his sheath. The stranger toyed with him, giving him just enough stimulation to make Buck intimately aware of what was happening but not enough to truly arouse him.

The second paw slid underneath Buck and cupped his balls. The stranger gently bounced them. Both paws suddenly withdrew.

"Head down; tail up!" the stranger commanded in a loud, harsh tone. Buck heard the fur stand up suddenly.

Buck felt a paw on his neck pushing him down. He pressed his muzzle against the unyielding stone floor and pushed his ass high up into the air. A pair of paws spread his legs painfully wide to display his testicles.

"WHAT," the voice demanded, "are these?!"

Buck felt a fingertip jabbing his balls repeatedly.

Buck's body slumped. He knew what the stranger meant. Buck's testicles were badly undersized. It was probably the reason he had failed the test so badly.

"Now, Mater Quicksilver -" the bear started placatingly.

"I have seen kumquats that are bigger than these balls!" Quicksilver screamed almost hysterically. "And don't try to sweat talk me by calling me 'Master'!"

"Yes. Well..."

The bear took a deep breath and let it out noisily.

"The truth is we got gypped on this one. The buyer screwed up badly. He has since been let go. I hope to see him in our stock someday soon in compensation for his gross incompetence.

"We had hoped this slave would measure up to our standards even with its... deficiencies, but it has not. Today it failed to fulfill its requirements for being able to ejaculate ten times in two hours badly."

"So you are pawning him off on me instead!" Quicksilver said indignantly in a loud voice.

"No, we are selling you excess stock like we have for the past several years because you cannot afford the full priced sex slaves," Maurice replied calmly. He was used to Quicksilver's mercurial shifts in mood from five years of business and was not concerned by the sudden change that had come over his customer.

"I will tell you what, Master Quicksilver. Since you are such a good customer and the product is so substandard, I will get you a fifteen percent discount if you decide you want it." Buck could hear Quicksilver chuffing noisily several times.

"Okay," Quicksilver said after considering his options, "but I still get to test him to see if I want him!"

"Of course, Master Quicksilver. Feel free to proceed at your own pace and do as much 'testing' of it as you please. I leave you alone to conduct your 'examination'. Be as rough as you want and do whatever you please. Let the guard know if you want something - a whip, a butt plug, lubricant, CBT gear, nipple clamps, clothes pins, whatever. We will not charge you for anything.

"Call the guard when you reach a decision one way or the other."

Buck heard the door open and close again. He dreaded what would follow, but he had no say in the matter.

Buck nearly jumped out of his pelt at the long, high otter whistle.

"Fifteen percent off your price!" Quicksilver crowed. "I should complain more often."

Buck felt a paw cupping his balls again.

"As if I really cared how much you have here," Quicksilver said.

Buck's eyes went wide underneath the mask. He knew what eunuchs were and had seen several among the guards.

"Just as long as they work when I want them to, I will be satisfied," Quicksilver finished much to Buck's relief.

"Now, let's see what you have..."

The paws returned to Buck's sheath and scrotum. They were gentle and skilled as they manipulated him. Soon the pink tip of his shaft slid into view.

"My! What a nice pointy tip you have, rabbit. Now let's see what else you have hidden up your sheath."

Quicksilver wrapped his right thumb and forefinger around Buck's shaft and began vigorously fellating him. Buck's penis quickly lengthened and thickened.

"Can't forget the backdoor while I'm checking you out now, can I?" Quicksilver quipped.

Buck felt a fingertip press against his anus. He used his training and relaxed his anal muscles as quickly as possible. The finger slid right in and was quickly joined by another and then a third.

Quicksilver laughed.

"Oh, my! Such a nice, easy access backdoor! It's really hot inside here too. And just the right size for my cock."

Buck felt the fingers rotated around in his asshole. The stimulation was electric. His shaft jerked to full erection.

"And apparently you like it even more than me jerking you off."

Buck's cheeks and muzzle burned. He had never been had by a male before coming to the Kennels. He had been singled out on several occasions by the bull and stallion guards for anal play. At first he had been repulsed, but soon he had found that he enjoyed their advances, at least when they took their time and did not just ram eighteen inches of rock hard cock up his behind without any lubrication as punishment for some infraction of the rules.

The paws left Buck's nether regions. He whimpered as he was left unfulfilled. He could feel a soft breeze on his hot rod as all seven inches hung down between his legs.

"Well," Quicksilver said from somewhere between Buck's legs, "you may not be able to fill up a cup, but it looks like you've got enough here to fill my ass up, and that is good enough for me."

Buck was surprised that his potential Master would want to have Buck service him from behind. Normally the slave was the one taking it, not the Master. Perhaps things would not be too terrible after all.

Buck heard Quicksilver stand up behind him.

"It looks like you get lucky today after all. Now keep your position, and I want to see a nice full erection when I get back!

"I can't wait to show you off!" Quicksilver finished cheerfully.

Buck closed his eyes and groaned into his ball gag. He wondered what he was getting into.

Buck trailed his new Master up the stairs. Quicksilver had removed his mask as soon as they left Ursine Kennels, but he had left the rest of his bondage gear including his ball gag on. Buck had not been surprised to see his new Master was an otter, but he was surprised at the profusion of guard hairs that gave his new Master's pelt a decidedly silverfish cast. It was easy to see how he had earned the name Quicksilver.

They had ridden the bus the short distance into downtown to Quicksilver's home. Buck had been required to stand at the rear of the bus with his legs spread as wide as his hobble would allow. His pink shaft had remained jutting from his crotch the entire trip. Whenever it started to flag his Master would rub against it and send it back to full hardness again.

Buck's face had burned the entire trip as he saw many of the furs on the bus, male as well as female, watching him. He had overheard some openly speculating at his fate for that night. Quicksilver just grinned at Buck's discomfort.

Quicksilver's home proved to be in an old warehouse district. Apparently he lived on the top floor because they had already walked up five long flights of stairs and were on the sixth and final set. The otter seemed to have boundless energy. He had run up each flight of stairs. Buck had managed to stay with him, but he was breathing hard and having difficulty climbing the stairs in his hobble by the time they came to the door to the loft.

"Welcome to your new home!" Quicksilver cheerfully declared as he unlocked and opened the door. Buck's heart sank when he saw what awaited him.

The loft was completely open with large frosted windows running from floor to ceiling on all sides. Throughout the large space simple but adequate furniture was dispersed to form the living room, dining room and bedroom. A large kitchen was on the left side of the door.

The open bedroom at the far end of the loft consisted of a California Emperor wall bed between two large concrete support pillars. Above the bed were studio lights to illuminate the mating and other action on the bed.

More troubling were the other things in the loft. Many of the wall sections had rings set into the walls and floor. Chains, ropes and pulleys hung from the exposed beams. The living room was half regular furniture and half bondage restraint and punishment devices. A wide variety of paddles, canes, crops and whips were prominently displayed. A large table beside the bed was covered with dildos, plugs and gags of all sizes and shapes.

Things did not bode well for Buck.

"Come along!" Quicksilver said as he gave Buck's chain a jerk.

Quicksilver led his new slave to a set of open standing stocks facing towards the kitchen area. He released Buck's paws and removed the lead. He tossed the chain onto a nearby coffee table.

"In."

Buck bent forward until his upper body was almost horizontal and placed his neck and wrists into the openings. Quicksilver closed the stocks with a loud bang. He flicked the hasp down and ran a peg through the eye. He knelt and removed Bucks hobbles. He got two ropes and ran them from Buck's ankles to two rings set in the floor. Buck was forced to spread his feet well over four feet. Even his time at the Kennels had not made this part of his role as a sex slave any more comfortable or pleasant.

Quicksilver groped Buck's ass when he was done. The buck rabbit had to stoically stare forward as he felt his ass cheeks spread open and a warm breath on his tail hole. He could not even see what was happening to him around the large wooden stock. A paw slid under Buck's belly and gave his sheath a few quick strokes that brought his cock back to full hardness.

"That will hold you while I have dinner. Then we can have some fun. Well, at least I can have some fun. Unless you really like receiving pain?"

Buck's ears drooped all the way down and he whined into his gag just a bit.

"No? Too bad. It looks like this is going to be a very long, long night for you."

Quicksilver went into the kitchen and began to make his meal. What Buck could not see was the huge grin on the face of the otter and his occasional laugh after sneaking a quick look back at Buck's drooping form. He was going to enjoy his little joke.

Besides the fish and seafood Quicksilver made a bed of lettuce to which he added carrots and other vegetables and fruits. He drizzled a small amount of honey over everything. He was about to put the honey back into the cupboard when a mischievous thought popped into his agile mind. He had to erase his grin quickly before his new toy saw it and his surprises were ruined. The otter schooled his face into a disapproving frown. He put the squeeze bottle of honey onto his plate and grabbed a fork. He picked up two bottles of water and returned to his slave.

Quicksilver had been very aware of Buck watching his every move while he was preparing dinner. His playmate's eyes were riveted on the otter as he walked back over and put the food down on a coffee table.

"No sense keeping these on any more," Quicksilver commented to no one in particular. His paws slowly removed his clothing and lay it over the back of a nearby chair. He purposefully drew out his disrobing to provide a small striptease for the watching bunny.

"Like what you see?' Quicksilver asked when he turned his head and caught Buck staring at his smooth flanks. Buck's face and muzzle burned, but Quicksilver just walked over and displayed his wares to the young male.

"I'm sure you'll really like this," Quicksilver commented as he bounced his penis on his upturned paw. "My baculum gives a new meaning to the word 'boner'."

Quicksilver saw Buck grimace. He guessed correctly that some of the other males working under Buck's cottontail had also had an os penis bone. No doubt some of the large canines would have made a painful entry if Buck was not cooperative or they just wanted to punish the rabbit for some disobedience.

"Well, time for dinner! I am going to need plenty of energy tonight to flog you properly. But before I do..."

Quicksilver undid the strap holing Buck's gag in place. He removed the gag. Buck worked his jaws back and forth to relieve the stiffness. He looked up at his owner questioningly, but Quicksilver ignored him.

Quicksilver picked up the plate of food and held it under Buck's nose. He was forced to watch as Quicksilver speared a piece of fish and gulped it down. His stomach complained noisily as an oyster disappeared down Quicksilver's gullet.

Quicksilver stabbed a couple of pieces of lettuce with his fork.

"Open," the otter casually commanded.

Buck's eyes sprang open wide in surprise. He was very glad his new Master intended to feed him.

Buck opened his mouth as wide as possible and prayed his Master was not playing with him. The otter deposited the lettuce into the rabbit's mouth. Buck took it and quickly ate it before his Master changed his mind. It was the first fresh food he had eaten in over three months.

The rest of the dinner passed in silence except for the sound of the two males chewing their food. Quicksilver alternated bites of his fish and seafood with fresh lettuce, vegetables and fruit for Buck. He slowly gave Buck a bottle of water over the course of the meal as well. Buck appreciated the cool, clean liquid as much as the fresh food. The Kennel water always had a strong metallic aftertaste and smelled.

Quicksilver returned the plate and silverware to the kitchen. He refilled the bottles with cold tap water as well. He set them on the coffee table.

"I assume you can guess what comes next," Quicksilver said.

For the first time Buck spoke.

"Yes, Master."

Quicksilver disappeared behind Buck and rummaged through the collection of whips and crops. He made sure to make a lot of noise as he selected his tool for the night. He actually knew exactly what he would use, but he wanted to keep Buck guessing through these final minutes. He even took the opportunity to crack a bullwhip he had been given by an appreciative fan several years ago. Buck practically jumped out of his pelt at the sharp crack echoed through the loft. Quicksilver just grinned as he returned the whip to its hook.

Quicksilver removed the tool of his choice from its hook. It was a three foot long switch made from supple quarter inch diameter ash. One end had a handle that afforded his paw a comfortable grip. It was one of his favorite toys because he could control it with great precision in any situation. Its blow was stinging, but he could easily prevent any cuts or welts on his subject's skin. He had several playmates that enjoyed the sensations the switch engendered during a long, slow caning session.

Quicksilver returned to the stocks and tapped the wooden bar holding Buck in place with his switch. Buck jumped and looked up nervously. He sucked in his breath as he saw what was in Quicksilver's paw.

Quicksilver said nothing. He moved around Buck to stand behind him. He cut the air with the switch repeatedly. Buck visibly cringed each time the sound of the wood cutting through air reached his sensitive ears and he felt the light breeze on his flanks. He knew the time of his pain was near.

Buck jumped when Quicksilver traced the curve of his ass with the tip of the switch. He trailed the tip across Buck's tail as he took up a position on Buck's left flank.

"Call for your first one!" Quicksilver commanded imperiously.

Buck knew there was nothing he could do but obey. If he did not obey his punishment would be even worse. He squeezed his eyes shut and clenched his paws.

"One!" he cried before clamping his jaw tight and curling his toes in anticipation of the wave of pain that would assuredly follow.

Quicksilver raised the switch and brought it down on Buck's exposed left flank.

Buck screamed at the top of his lungs.

Buck was taking a second breath to continue screaming as two things became suddenly apparent to him.

The first was his owner was rolling around on the floor laughing so hard he had to hug his sides.

The second was the blow had not hurt in the least.

Quicksilver lay on the floor laughing until he thought he would lose his dinner. He had primed the joke so well and made Buck think he would be beaten severely that Buck had gone off like a bomb as soon as he lightly tapped the rabbit's flank.

Quicksilver looked up at Buck. The rabbit was glaring down at his Master. His ears were burning in embarrassment. Quicksilver weakly pointed up at him and went off on another long round of laughter.

Several minutes later Quicksilver managed to pull himself up from the floor. He was still laughing sporadically. He reached out and ruffled Buck's head fur.

"Pet, you should have seen the look on your face when reality dawned on you. It was priceless!"

Buck's entire face, muzzle and ears burned even more intently.

Quicksilver turned serious.

"I will punish you if you do wrong. That includes turning your backside red with your own blood from your neck to your heels and cutting off your balls with a carving knife if you deserve it.

"Mostly, though, I just want to have fun. Sometimes I might get a little rough, but nothing that will leave scars or even more than a bit of stiffness in the morning. And I like to intersperse these sessions with a liberal dose of sex.

"I'm going to give you the full hundred blows I promised, but not all at once. I'm going to jump your bones and hump you every time I get horny enough. That means I might be sliding under your tail a half dozen or more times, so you better get ready for me while I play."

Quicksilver returned his position to Buck's left side and ordered him, "Call for the next blow."

Buck counted off twelve strokes from the switch. Each time he tensed his body expecting a hard blow but the tip of the switch fell almost delicately upon his butt.

Quicksilver stopped beating his pet. He tapped Buck's muzzle and said, "Open."

Buck opened his muzzle, and Quicksilver inserted the switch into his mouth.

"Hold this."

Buck closed his mouth and waited. From months in the Kennels he knew what was likely to come next.

Quicksilver walked over to a nearby table and opened the drawer. He brought out a tube of lubricant. He stood before Buck and opened the tube. He applied a liberal amount to his now fully erect shaft. The otter's cock was only about five and a half inches long, but it was close to two inches across and had a hard bone embedded within it. It was going to fill out Buck fully when Quicksilver shoved his shaft deep into Buck's behind.

Quicksilver said nothing. He walked around behind Buck and positioned himself. Buck gritted his teeth as he felt the tip of his Master's cock graze the center of his pink anal rose. The otter's paws gripped the bound rabbit about the waist. Buck could only wait for the inexorable events that were to come to happen.

Quicksilver slowly pressed his cock tip into Buck's waiting tail hole. The resistance was minimal at first but grew as the rabbit's ass hole was stretched wider and wider. Quicksilver took his time. There was no need to tear his pet's entrance and end the night's sex play early. Buck gasped several times but made no complaint. Indeed, his unsheathed cock became even harder if possible as he felt the intruder press against his prostate gland.

As soon as Quicksilver hilted his hard shaft in Buck's ass he began to withdraw as slowly as he had entered. He repeated the process several times until he felt Buck's anal muscles relax. With the release of pressure he was able to more easily move his cock in and out of his pet's behind.

Quicksilver picked up the tempo. The sound of flesh striking flesh soon filled the loft. The otter continued to increase the pace until he reached an almost feverish pace. He suddenly paused, and his body went rigid. He barked several times as he flooded Buck's rectum with hot cum.

Quicksilver pulled out of Buck. The rabbit and otter were both breathing hard. Quicksilver stood for a moment staring down at his slave's erect cock. He had not cum even when buggered by the otter. Quicksilver grinned. This slave was better trained than his last male. He would have spurted all over the floor as soon as Quicksilver thrust up his ass.

Quicksilver walked around the stocks and scritched Buck behind the ears.

"Still horny and unfulfilled, Pet? Don't worry. The first couple of times are for me, but I have plans to pleasure you tonight as well."

Quicksilver removed the switch from Buck's mouth.

"Now! Where were we?"

Buck opened his mouth to call for his next blow when it suddenly dawned upon him he had absolutely no idea what number the last one was. His eyes opened wide as the realization of his error and likely punishment set in. Desperately he tried the only solution he could come up with to alleviate his punishment.

"One?" he said in an unsteady voice.

Quicksilver's head jerked back in surprise. A shocked look appeared on his face. Buck closed his eyes. His ploy had not worked.

The loft was filled with otter laughter again. Buck felt a paw rubbing his top knot. Cautiously he opened his eyes.

"I suppose, Pet, that you are going to tell me that sex with me was so great that you lost count and wanted to start again?"

Buck gave his Master a skewed grin.

"You forgot the count, didn't you?" Quicksilver asked matter-of-factly.

Buck knew better than to lie.

"Yes, Master, I did."

"I thought so. Ten hard blows for forgetting the count..."

Buck cringed.

"...and nine forgiven for an inventive solution to your error."

Quicksilver returned to stand beside Buck.

"Call for your first one!" he commanded his slave.

"One!" Buck cried and braced himself.

The sound of wood hitting flesh echoed throughout the loft. Buck squealed as the pain raced up his body. His body jerked and drove his shoulders into the stocks hard. He gyrated his hips, but nothing helped quell the line of pain crossing his bunny buns. A few tears ran down from the corners of his eyes.

Quicksilver reappeared in front of Buck. He looked down at his slave and reminded him, "I will punish you when you deserve it. That was what I consider a hard blow. If you do not want any more tonight, I suggest you keep better track of those blows that I deliver."

Buck hastily nodded his head yes as best he could while trapped in the stocks to show he understood.

Quicksilver resumed his position again and tapped the rabbit's rear with the switch.

"Continue!"

"Two!" Buck cried out forcefully. His body tensed in anticipation of another hard blow, but this time the switch lightly caressed the underside of the curve of his ass.

After fifteen more blows Quicksilver was back to a full erection again. He lay the switch down on the back of his slave and moved around in front of his captive.

"Open wide!" Quicksilver commanded.

Buck opened his mouth as far as he could. Quicksilver slid his cock into Buck's mouth until he almost started choking as the tip disappeared into his throat.

Quicksilver grabbed the base of Buck's ears.

"Get to work," he commanded the rabbit.

Buck ran his tongue over the entire length of his Master's hot shaft. He closed his lips around the otter's dick and started to suck while continuing to lick the otter's shaft. When Quicksilver left his tip pressed against the back of Buck's mouth, he started to swallow repeatedly to stimulate the otter's foreskin and penis tip.

Quicksilver grunted. His slave was doing a good job of sucking him off. With the entire evening ahead of him, he saw no reason to hold back. He started gently thrusting his hips in and out. Buck responded by working even harder. In a couple of minutes Quicksilver felt a familiar tightness in the base of his cock followed by an explosion of cum into Buck's mouth.

Buck sucked hard and managed to get every drop of otter jism but just barely. This otter could produce a king size drink for his slaves!

Quicksilver picked up the switch again. He prodded Buck's rampant cock with the tip.

"Next time you get me horny enough to stop, I'll take care of this for you," he informed the sexually frustrated rabbit.

Buck called for his next blow. After it was delivered he wiggled his ass as provocatively as possible. Quicksilver laughed, but said nothing. As each of the next ten blows fell, Buck did his best to excite his Master. It appeared to work as after the tenth blow Quicksilver threw the switch down to the floor and mounted Buck hard and fast.

Quicksilver reached around his squirming slave and grabbed Buck's rock hard cock. As he thrust deep into the lepine's ass Quicksilver slowly fellated his slave. Buck was so primed he nearly exploded at the first touch of his Master's paw, but he managed to contain himself. He knew he had to wait for his Master to cum first and allow his slave release or face punishment.

Quicksilver thrust hard into Buck's tail hole repeatedly. He continued frigging Buck with slow strokes. As he felt himself coming closer to orgasm, Quicksilver increased the pace and length of his strokes. He could feel Buck almost convulsing underneath him as he valiantly tried to contain his own orgasm until his Master allowed him one.

Quicksilver spurted cum into Buck's rectum. He chirped happily as waves of pleasure washed over his body. Underneath him Buck could no longer contain himself. Despite his best efforts to stop a stream of cum erupted from his cock and sprayed the floor below him.

Quicksilver withdrew from Buck's ass hole, but he continued to jerk on his slave's dick. Buck's hips jumped as waves of pent-up pleasure released themselves from his loins. Quicksilver just grinned at the naughty scene of his slave's ass jerked about as waves of sexual delight coursed through his body.

Eventually Buck's dick went limp in Quicksilver's paw. The pink shaft disappeared back up into the rabbit's sheath. Quicksilver got some paper towels and cleaned up the mess under his rabbit.

Quicksilver picked up a water bottle and took a long drink. He grabbed the other one and placed it to Buck's lips. Buck took a long drink. He appreciated the cold water flowing down his throat after all this activity.

Buck was nervous that he would be punished for cumming without permission, but the blows to his inner thighs as his punishment continued were as light as those before his climax.

Another two dozen blows and both males were back to rock hard erections.

Quicksilver placed the switch on the coffee table. He picked up the bottle of honey. He saw Buck watching him and grinned. He stood in front of the stocks and applied a generous coating of honey to his shaft before disappearing behind the stocks.

Quicksilver lay down on the hardwood floor between Buck's spread legs. His head was even with Buck's belly button. The rest of his body trailed out behind Buck. He reached up and grabbed the pink shaft above him in his left paw. He squeezed out a generous glob of honey onto the base of Buck's penis with his right paw. It started to slowly ooze down the length of pink flesh.

Quicksilver repeatedly squeezed out more and more honey onto his slave's cock. Soon it was dripping down on his chest and stomach fur.

Once he had Buck's cock completely coated with honey, Quicksilver set aside the bottle. He grabbed the back of Buck's legs at midthigh and pulled himself up. The sweetness of the honey mixed with Buck's salty precum as Quicksilver sucked off Buck. Quicksilver hummed as he devoured the tasty treat. He continued sucking and licking on the hard shaft until he was rewarded with a torrent of hot jism.

As the first spurt erupted from Buck's slit, Quicksilver curled his body into a tight ball. Buck's legs nearly collapsed at his Master's weight, but he managed to hold himself upright as the incredibly agile otter bent his body into a nearly complete circle.

Quicksilver brought his legs up and over Buck's hips and slid his heels under his waist. Buck tried to shift, but Quicksilver struck him on the back with his heavy tail, and Buck returned to his original position.

Curled up as he was, the tip of Quicksilver's cock was resting against his slave's anal orifice. Quicksilver immediately took advantage of this to thrust deep into the rabbit's tail hole. Buck's ass hole was well stretched from the prior entries, and Quicksilver encountered minimal resistance.

Quicksilver could feel Buck straining to support both their weights. He worked fast. A dozen quick thrusts, and he climaxed. As soon as he was done cumming, he lowered his body back to the floor.

Quicksilver stroked his slave's fur as he watched his own erection wilt. Buck's pelt was soaked with perspiration from his sexual and physical exertions. Quicksilver drank in the heady scent of the male buck as he lay recovering his wind. He could smell his own musky scent as well. This was proving to be a most enjoyable evening, and it was far from done.

As soon as he had his second wind Quicksilver shot up from the floor and bounded over to the coffee table. Buck warily watched him as he picked up the switch and continued on to the bedroom area. Quicksilver picked up two items Buck recognized all too well and returned to the stocks.

Quicksilver knelt behind Buck and wrapped the latex strap of the cock strap around the base of Buck's cock. A hard bump in the inside of the strap pressed firmly against the bottom of Buck's shaft to close his urethra. It would prevent him from cumming until removed. It was a common tool used at Ursine Kennels with rabbit bucks and others who ejaculated too quickly for their instructors' liking.

In a more extreme case, the cock ring could be used as punishment to deny a sexually frustrated male release despite constant stimulation for hours. It was a cruel torment Buck had undergone several times at the beginning of his training as punishment for cumming before his instructor allowed him release. It had encouraged Buck to quickly learn to control his orgasms.

This cock strap had a second loop of latex connected to the first with a wide strap. Quicksilver ran the wide strap between Buck's testicles to separate them and stretch his scrotum. The second loop of latex went around his shaft to hold everything in place.

Quicksilver greased up his slave's ass yet again with a generous amount of lubricant before slowly inserting a two-and-a-half inch wide butt plug into Buck's tail hole. Buck grunted as the plug went in but did not complain. It would have done him no good, and, in truth, he rather enjoyed the full feeling in his ass especially with the plug pressing hard against his prostate gland. The pleasurable feeling was magnified when Quicksilver rotated the knob on the base of the plug and started the powerful vibrator.

Buck's punishment continued. Three more times Quicksilver stopped and walked around to the front of the stocks to have Buck service his rampant prick. Buck's own cock was up again, but there was no way for him to reach release with the cock strap firmly encircling the base his dick.

With great relief Buck finally said, "And one hundred!"

Quicksilver laughed at the tone of his pet's voice as he raised the switch and lightly tapped the underside of Buck's tail.

Quicksilver set the switch down on the ground. He slid his right paw underneath Buck and stroked his engorged cock. Buck whimpered as he felt the otter's gentle touch. There was no way for him to achieve release, though.

"Soon, Pet. Soon! But first..."

Quicksilver opened the stocks. He reached under Buck and helped him stand. He stood behind Buck running his paws through the rabbit's chest fur for several seconds. He nuzzled the rabbit's neck and asked in a serious voice, "Tired or hurt, Buck?"

"No, Master."

"Horny?"

Buck's cheeks glowed, but he replied truthfully, "Yes, Master."

Quicksilver kissed the back of Buck's neck several times before saying, "Good. Now let's see if you can earn your next climax tonight."

Quicksilver dropped to his knees and undid the ropes about Buck's ankles. The rabbit was free save for the leather straps about his shaft and balls.

Quicksilver strode to the bed. Buck followed behind him meekly. His hips swayed quite a bit as the butt plug rubbed against the inside of his rectum with every step.

Quicksilver pointed to the center of the bed and said, "Face up!"

Buck quickly lay down on the indicated spot.

Quicksilver rummaged through the various bondage gear before coming up with two fleece lined black leather wrist cuffs and two black leather ankle cuffs joined together with a swivel snap. He tossed them and a large jar of petroleum jelly beside Buck.

Quicksilver reached under the bed and fished out a length of rope tied to the base of the headboard. He tossed it onto the bed beside Buck's left arm. He went to the other side of the bed and extricated another rope from beneath the bed. He tossed it onto the bed beside Buck's right arm. Satisfied with his preparations, Quicksilver crawled onto the bed.

Quicksilver pulled Buck's legs together and stretched them out to their full length. He secured the ankle cuffs in place. He crawled towards Buck head. He stopped for just a moment to kiss the very tip of Buck's prick. Buck moaned in frustration, and Quicksilver chuckled deep in his throat. He shot his stymied slave a truly wicked look before continuing up Buck's body. Quicksilver took the opportunity to rub his belly hard against Buck's front side. The tip of the otter's erect cock trailed over the rabbit's belly fur as well.

Quicksilver adjusted Buck's arms so that his body formed a Y. He tied the ropes to each of the wrist cuffs and then attached the cuffs to Buck's wrists. When he was done he gave Buck a long, passionate French kiss.

After coming up for air, Quicksilver told Buck, "Now you are going to pleasure me. When I cum, you can as well."

Quicksilver reached back and grabbed Buck's legs behind the knees. He lifted them up until the soles of Buck's feet were flat on the mattress and his legs formed a forty-five degree ramp. He pushed the rabbit's knees slightly open.

Quicksilver applied a generous coating of lubricant to Buck's shaft. He took his time and stretched out the process as long as he could. Buck's hips jumped as he tried to encourage his Master to go faster, but Quicksilver refused to be hurried.

When the entire length of Buck's shaft glistened with Vaseline, Quicksilver stood up on the bed and turned around. He straddled Buck's waist. He lifted his tail to expose his anus to the rabbit's view.

Quicksilver looked back over his right shoulder. Buck was staring at his tail hole with a rapt expression as he got his first really good look at his Master's tail hole. Quicksilver grinned. He had shaved an area about an inch in diameter around his anal entrance.

"Tomorrow morning," Quicksilver informed Buck, "we will take care of your tail hole as well, Pet."

Buck swallowed audibly but said nothing. He was not sure what it would be like to have his fur shaved, even a small patch like that. With Buck's small tail and no clothing, the pink flesh would be on constant public display. A look of worry crossed Buck's muzzle.

Quicksilver just grinned broader at his slave's reaction.

Quicksilver dipped two fingers into the jar of petroleum jelly and brought out a huge glob. He rubbed a bit onto the pink flesh at the base of his tail before easily burying both fingers two joints deep into his ass. Quicksilver whistled in pleasure as he coated the interior of his behind with lubricant.

The otter tossed aside the jar and turned around. Buck jumped a bit when his Master pressed the heels of his feet against his waist. Quicksilver bent forward and placed the palms of his paws on top of Buck's nipples. He grinned down at his bound slave.

Quicksilver's hips slowly descended. His tail slid over Buck's inner thighs. Buck bit his lower lip when the otter's ass hole pressed against the tip of his cock. Quicksilver wiggled his hips from side to side for several seconds to tease the bound bunny even more.

With a little laugh Quicksilver squatted down further. The first two inches of Buck's dick slid up into his well lubricated posterior. Buck gasped as he felt the tip of his cock enfolded in a warm caress. Quicksilver mewed in pleasure as he felt his ass hole stretched open by the tip of Buck's cock.

Quicksilver looked down at Buck, cocked his left eyebrow and asked, "Well?"

Tentatively Buck lifted his hips slightly. Quicksilver frowned down at his slave. Buck gathered his courage. He dropped his hips as deep into the mattress as he could and slowly thrust upwards. Inch after inch of hot prick slid into his Master's tail hole.

When Buck hilted himself in Quicksilver the otter gave a long whistle of pleasure. Buck withdrew his cock and slid it back into his Master's ass a second time. Quicksilver just grinned encouragement down at his slave.

Buck repeatedly slowly but steadily thrust deep into the otter. The otter grinned down at his pet as he realized that Buck was playing a tease. He could outwait his slave.

Buck managed to contain himself for about five minutes. Unable to contain his desire for his own release any longer, he picked up the tempo of his thrusts. After another minute his pelt was covered in lather as he lunged upwards. The sound of flesh hitting flesh filled the loft again.

Quicksilver's cock had been erect for some time. As Buck's thrust grew more aggressive, it started to bang against the taut muscles of the rabbit's stomach. The extra stimulation proved the final piece in the puzzle that sent the otter over the top. Several gobs of white semen arched out over Buck's stomach to land on his chest and face. They were joined by more and more as the otter came enthusiastically and strongly for many seconds.

Buck looked up at his Master and pleaded with his eyes for his promised release. Quicksilver smiled and reached underneath his tail. He found the cock strap and released it.

The effect on the rabbit was electric.

Buck's back arched until the only parts of his body touching the bed were the soles of his feet, his shoulder blades and the back of his head. He lifted Quicksilver bodily from the bed.

Buck screamed as a volcano of jism erupted from his cock. Buck was shocked at the sheer volume the otter was wringing from him. He bucked like an untamed bronco as waves of amazingly intense sexual pleasure ripped through his body. Quicksilver grabbed a pawful of chest fur in each paw and rode the bucking rabbit. The otter came yet another time as he felt his ass filled to overflowing with rabbit cum.

"Damn!" Quicksilver said as Buck's semen leaked out around his vigorously thrusting cock. "How the heck did you fail your test today? I must have gotten the bargain of the century today!"

Buck lived up to his name as he continued jumping for almost a full minute. He could not control his body as it finally found the release it had sought for so long.

Buck finally collapsed back onto the bed. He lay gasping as his penis wilted and withdrew from Quicksilver's tail hole. Quicksilver bent down and gave his pet a quick kiss.

"Enjoy that, Pet?" the otter asked unnecessarily. Buck was too short of breath and too exhausted to do more than nod yes weakly.

"Good!"

Quicksilver ran a paw through Buck's white chest fur.

"We'll have to do that again."

Buck's eyes went wide. Two such climaxes in single night would probably give him a heart attack!

Quicksilver laughed at Buck's reaction.

"Not tonight, Pet, but soon. We have so many games to play together..." the otter cooed as he stroked Buck's chest and belly fur.

Quicksilver rolled off Buck. With surprising energy he jumped up and released his slave from his bonds. He rolled Buck over onto his belly and slowly pulled out the butt plug and turned it off. Buck was shocked to find his cock starting to harden again. This otter was playing him hard and fast, but his body was responding surprisingly favorably.

Quicksilver turned Buck back over and saw the pink tip of the rabbit's cock peeking from his sheath. He carefully looked over the rabbit and made a decision.

Quicksilver reached out and scritched Buck just underneath his balls. He said, "Not again tonight, Bunny. You have had a long day, and I have to go to work tomorrow morning.

"This weekend though..."

Quicksilver's voice trailed off, but his tone and the look in his eyes promised hedonistic delights all weekend long. Buck was not sure if he would be able to keep up with his energetic new Master, but he thought he might like trying.

With a start Buck realized that despite all that the otter had done to him he was coming to like this mercurial otter fur that now owned him.

The two males took care of their bodily needs before settling in for the night. Quicksilver turned off the lights and clambered under the covers with his new pet. He pressed his body up against the rabbit's warm fur. His breathing soon slowed as he quickly drifted off into sleep. Buck soon followed his Master into a dreamless sleep as exhaustion overcame him as well.

Outside the city quieted as it prepared for another exciting day as well.