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Leon was still struggling. He was still aching.

It wasn't unexpected, though. Even after his little orgy in the park with his dominant partner, Albaz, Leon was still finding little ways here and there to get himself into trouble, and this time around, his blue, feline companion wasn't nearly as gentle with the punishment delivered.

Most males are used to having an orgasm or release at least occasionally, some as often as daily, and others, at least once a week. Leon had been counting the days for so long now that it was easy to lose track, and after being used to regular climaxes for so long, each passing day felt like a lifetime. Each time Albaz left for work, Leon felt like he wouldn't survive the mind-shattering overload of sensations as he struggled with the extremely fine balance of being loyal to his master, and the muscle exhaustion that came along with the same.

Albaz was strict. Most days, when he left for work, Leon was left at home, but he wasn't just left to his devices. His thighs were burning, straining and shaking, his paws curled tightly into the floor as he lowered himself slowly onto a massive, canine-accurate dildo. The tapered tip was both the most and least enjoyable part for the submissive red lion; most of all because the sensation of that thinner tip tickling his inner walls was simply delightful, least of all because it was just the first inch of a full, thick ten inches of fake flesh that he had to take, and not just once. Squatting over the toy, and locked in place by two wrist cuffs, each tied to a bed post and each locked with a timer set for two hours, Leon was given no choice but to ride the lewd device for at least that long, and because Leon couldn't reach the timers to adjust them, Albaz could work all day long, confidently knowing that his pet fulfilled his obligations, no matter how hard it was on his body.

If I could just go down to my knees, this wouldn't hurt so bad! Leon cried out in mental anguish, his tailhole now fully used to the abuse that it was put through on a daily basis. He hardly needed Albaz to lube him up before the blue lion left for work every day, but it was the only friendly gesture that Leon would get, and with that knowledge, he held onto it as tightly as his tailhole held onto the canine toy. His thighs struggled even more as he lowered himself further, stuck in a squatting position and struggling to hold it. For his own sake, he had to keep control and give the toy a slow fuck; not that he didn't want a harder one, but if his legs gave out in that two hour time span, he'd collapse all the way onto the toy, down to the huge, thick knot at the base, and Albaz would know that he'd failed in his duties as a pet. The punishment for that was far worse than the pain of a sudden and massive penetration, so he strained, sweat beading on his forehead and pleasure welling up in his crotch as the submissive lion gave the toy a slow, controlled ride. It was the perfect thing to practice on for Leon, as he could clench it internally and cling to it in ways that he knew would please his master, and he trained himself, working on those techniques to see how quickly he could bring Albaz to an orgasm when he came home from work each day.

That thought wasn't enough to keep Leon fully distracted, however.

"It's only been ten minutes?!"

**

While two hours of torture might seem to take an eternity for Leon, they flew by for Albaz, who would often be busy at work, focusing on his job and assuring himself that Leon was being obedient. It wasn't until the blue lion made it back home, in fact, that he even allowed himself to think about how his pet might have failed in his absence.

Squatting over the dildo, less than an inch from letting his abused back door swallow the knot, Leon struggled to maintain his balance. Albaz was only home for his lunch break, but even in that short hour, Leon know what the more dominant lion was capable of.

"Three...two...one..."

Ka-tink! Ka-tink! The time sensitive locks gave way right as Albaz stepped into the bedroom, and Leon collapsed forward, his ass sticking up high in the air as his chest slumped right down to the floor. His skillful inner muscles took the toy right with him, keeping it lodged deep in his innards, and despite the arrival of his master, Leon couldn't bring himself to look reverent.

"I guess two hours is still just a little bit more than you can handle...but you made it all the way through!" Albaz pointed out. He'd been working Leon up from an hour at a time in the shackles, ten minutes more per session, until they'd finally reached two hours, but the writhing, trembling red lion, hunched over in a puddle of his own sweat, was the perfect picture of evidence that he just wasn't quite ready. "And you almost saved yourself from further punishment..."

Leon was still panting as he turned from the floor to look up at his master. His shoulders ached horribly from his arms being spread and tied behind him, and his thighs continued to burn until they finally went numb, free from the struggle of supporting his weight on the sex toy. "Wh-what?! How did...how did I fail, Big Blue?"

Albaz loved that his pet came up with such an affectionate title for him. 'Big Blue,' a nickname based purely off of the color of his fur, and the size of his member, was a perfect fit for the dominant lion, and even when he was upset at his pet for a failure, hearing that title brought a little smile to his face. "It's true that you made it through your time in the shackles, but you fell forward and slumped. Certainly you haven't forgotten that you're to greet me on your knees, head down before me?"

"I...I..." Leon stammered nervously. He hadn't forgotten, but his body was simply so worn out from using the shackles that he didn't even think to take the proper pose in front of Albaz. "I'm s-sorry, Big Blue, my body was exhausted...I...I couldn't..."

SMACK! Albaz swatted his open palm harshly upon Leon's ass, sending the submissive lion into another frenzy of trembling, but this time, it was fear, not exhaustion, that kept him shivering against the floor. "I didn't come home for lunch so I could hear excuses, Leon! I came home so I could get a quick blowjob while you rode the toy, but now I can see that you won't be able to handle that, either!" The blue lion readied his paw for another strike, but he hesitated, and as he looked upon his trembling mess of a pet, a wicked grin spread across his lips. "I do have a lot of vacation time to burn through, though. Perhaps you need a different form of punishment than just a private hour of pain. Maybe I can motivate you to take the toy a little bit better in other ways..."

Leon was loathe to think of what Albaz had in mind for him this time. The memory of their little excursion in the park and what resulted when he was offered up to sex-crazed strangers was still fresh on his mind, and even if it had served a greater purpose, there was no denying that the entire experience, while motivating, was somewhat harrowing. "Whatever my master wishes of me," Leon replied simply, knowing by this time not to complain or to try reasoning with his master. Neither option would work out in his favor, and at that point, it was like someone handed him a shovel to dig his own grave if he argued.

"At least you've retained some of your obedience, Leon. Seems to me that pushing you to further physical exhaustion won't prove anything, though, and your body is already completely worn. Perhaps I can bring you a little closer to that orgasm you've been dying to have..."

Two months, working on three. The thought rang out in Leon's head over and over again as he struggled up to his knees, deciding it would be better late than never to take the proper stance in front of Albaz. For almost three months, the poor lion had been on chastity, but it wasn't just an ordinary forbidding of orgasm; his cock, sizable and impressive as it was, had been confined to a cage the entire time, and every time he was forced to take a toy, or fuck Albaz, or do anything that caused him any degree of sexual excitement, his cock ached and throbbed against the cold, steel confines of the cage, never even having a chance to get erect. Leon tried to forget the cage: he always did his best to ignore it when he wasn't aroused, but the small, metal bell on the end of the cage gave a quick jingle jingle every time he bounced on a toy, and it rang a chorus when Albaz would ravage him at night. Combine that with the near daily doses of Viagra, and Leon was well past his breaking point. It was a terrible torture to endure for a week, much less two months, and Leon really wasn't sure how much more of it he could take...with or without Albaz teasing him further.

Albaz wasn't overly impressed, even when Leon did finally take the right pose. "I'll take your silence as a vote of no contest," Albaz continued, and even if Leon had something to say, he knew it wouldn't do any good. Albaz was obviously set on something in his mind, and there was no amount of begging that would get the submissive little lion out of it. "In that case, I'll go ahead and give work a call to let them know I'm not coming back in. Put on your Sunday best...we're headed to the mall."

As much as 'Big Blue' was a nickname for Albaz, 'Sunday best' was a nickname for something else. In his turning Leon even more depraved, Albaz had introduced him further to the concept of public indecency, and 'Sunday best' was code for arm warmers, leg warmers, and nothing more than a thong that just barely kept his package in tact. Even with the help of the cage, his manhood always dared to spill out, and just the thought of it happening in public again turned Leon a different shade of red entirely.

"B-but...Albaz..."

" Don't protest."

Leon had been stripped naked for his morning training anyway, so the thought of getting to put on clothes again was a warm and welcome one, but the fact that his clothes were entirely for show and provided almost no real cover took away any comfort there was to be found. As Albaz walked into the other room and took out his cell phone, Leon went about collecting his arm warmers and leg warmers with a quiet gulp, having no way to know how long Albaz had been planning this trip to the mall...he only knew that he'd be aching a whole lot worse before it was over.

"By the way, Leon, it's time for your daily dose of Viagra."

**

Leon was already hard, his cock struggling against the confines of his cage when Albaz got home.

Now that he was dressed up, dosed on Viagra and in the eye of the general public, the submissive lion was straining against the cage so hard that it threatened to dig into his flesh, and a stain of drooling precum coated the front of the light pink thong that failed miserably at containing his caged length. Leon might be shy, but Albaz was learning more and more just how much of a freak his pet was, and taking him out in public to teach him a little humility was a mutually beneficial exercise: Albaz loved parading Leon about and forcing him to cozy up to unwary citizens, and Leon was slowly learning to love the warped form of torture that was being made into a public sex toy. Albaz was well aware of it, but he always made sure to push the envelope as far as it could possibly go...and a public mall, filled with families of all ages and typically a peaceful scene, was the perfect place to take things right over the edge.

"Do you want me to go to the food court, like we usually do, Big Blue?"

Leon was getting used to the routine, perhaps a bit too much for Albaz's liking. "Not this time...just having you hit on strangers would be a little bit too easy. I think I have something else in mind for you, this time..."

Birchwood Shopping Center was a very open concept mall, having large atriums and gathering places in between almost every line of stores. Teenagers would gather there to complain about life, families would stop in the food courts to grab a snack between stores, and occasionally, sadistic perverts like Albaz would parade their sexual treasures around and look for the willing vectors who would be dying for such a fantasy to become reality.

"Wait. Hot Rags? Are you sure, master?"

It was a typical pop culture store, taking advantage of the change in the paradigm shift that allowed people to still be cool, while wearing clothes that represented the things that they secretly liked. Though they did have some unusual lingerie inside, Leon didn't think they'd find anything that they were looking for in a store aimed at high school and young college kids.

"Oh yeah. I think we'll find just what we're looking for in here."

A quick, gentle push urged Leon in the store, and despite the unusual wares that everyone else was decorated in, all eyes were instantly on him as he stumbled in the door, his thong shaking a little out of place and exposing some of the metal of his cage as he struggled to stay upright. "A-Albaz! What are you-"

"Embarrassing the hell out of you, because it's fun. Hey, Cid..." Albaz said, reading the name tag of the clerk from near the door, "Think you could close up shop for an early lunch? Things are about to get a little bit messy in here..."

An orange haired otter in a tight, black, fishnet tank top and tight black skinny jeans looked over to see who'd come into his store, and his eyes widened at the sight. The blue lion in a polo t-shirt and blue jeans was nothing too unusual, but the red-furred lion in arm warmers, leg warmers and a thong, drooling precum all over the floor of the storefront was definitely something new. "Y-you guys can't be in here like that! I'll lose my job!"

"Are you sure?" Albaz asked rather quickly, and despite the few other patrons in the store, gawking at his sex slave, the dominant lion seemed undeterred by Cid's panic. "Perhaps I can persuade you a little bit...by letting you take a crack at my little bitch, Leon, here?"

Cid would typically have been the first to admit that he experimented with his sexuality on a near daily basis, but as the acting store manager, he had to pay the bills somehow, and letting two people have sex in the store just might be the straw that broke the camel's back. Although...my boss told me to try and be a little edgier with how I run the store...that's the only reason I'm dressed this way! Maybe letting these two act out a little bit in here will draw an edgier clientele...maybe this is just what I needed to have happen!

Looking around at the other patrons and not hearing any immediate complaints, Cid stepped out from behind the counter and looked Leon over. Tall, muscular and rather exotic with his burning red mane, Cid would have been more than happy to make the first move in a different situation, but he looked at Albaz first. "And just what possessed you to bring this little slice into my store today?"

"He needs a thorough punishment," Albaz explained rather simply. A couple of patrons quickly rushed out of the store, but there were another pair, one girl and her boyfriend, that simply couldn't help standing to watch the show. The boy was blushing a deep shade of red, but the girl was grinning deviously, and she was getting closer. "I thought maybe I could find a few people to help me embarrass him in front of a crowd...but we've got four here. That's company enough for me, and more than this little slut deserves..."

Albaz would have asked for the names of the couple, but he really didn't need them. All he needed to see was the obviously dominant female leading her more submissive boyfriend towards the now cowering Leon, who was a willing vector for everything that was about to happen to him, even if he didn't know what to expect. "Show him what you've got, Leon...and don't disappoint me."

Leon showed off just how much he'd improved in the last few months in an instant, going to his knees in front of Cid and reaching up, grabbing the otter by the crotch and squeezing gently as he gazed up at him with longing eyes. "P-please...Cid, won't you pound my tight little pussy? Mnnngh...and rub my clit, too...it's aching..."

Further evidence of his training, Leon was already referring to his own tailhole as a 'pussy,' and his caged cock as a 'clit.' He took entirely to the feminine wiles that Albaz pushed him into, and even if Cid didn't get it, he was more than happy to play along, even as people shopping in the mall walked by. There was nothing to stop them from getting the full show, save for a couple racks of clothing, and if you could see even one person, you could guess what the rest of them were doing. "Sounds lovely, little bitch...but I think your master deserves your tailhole more than I do. How about you just give me a blowjob, instead? It's been a horribly stressful day and I could really use a quick one..."

"On that note, I will be taking that tailhole, Leon...but first, it looks like this couple wants to have a little fun with your backside!"

Albaz turned right to the black-clad vixen and her submissive kitten boyfriend, offering the female a black leather belt from the wall, but not just a belt...the belt was lined with dull studs and spikes, perfect for giving someone a good lashing across the ass without hurting them too much. "You have the honor, m'lady."

"What a gentleman...my little cocksleeve of a boyfriend could learn a lot from you!" she said, smiling kindly at Albaz and giving her boyfriend a quick wink. Tending to Cid and unzipping his pants, Leon wasn't ready for the sudden and powerful strike across his exposed rump, a loud and painful WHAP ringing out through the mostly empty store as the vixen wailed on the submissive, red lion. A row of studs appeared in his fur and flesh, an instant imprint in place, dark, shiny red and clear for the whole mall to see. Leon gasped desperately, clawing at Cid's jeans and raking thin lines in the denim, but it didn't save him from a second, harder pass with the belt. The vixen was grinning with such delight that Albaz could tell she was getting off on punishing his pet, and not one to stop such a fellow sadist from their fun, he let her continue as her boyfriend wiggled shyly next to her, obviously turned on by the display, but far too bashful to admit it.

Cid couldn't be upset about his jeans getting a little tattered. Leon made up for it right away, unbuttoning the dark denim and revealing that Cid was just as much of a freak as anyone else in the store, having gone commando for work that day, and the long, sleek shaft of his cock was already starting to throb as it hung before Leon. "If my boss walked in right this second...I wouldn't give a damn. Show me what you've got, little lion, and maybe I'll play with your little clit later on..."

Even if Cid wasn't entirely erect, that didn't stop Leon from engulfing all seven inches of the otter's cock in one gulp. His cries of pain from being beaten so savagely by the vixen behind him were entirely muffled as he buried his face into Cid's crotch, the muscles in his throat swallowing around the head of the exotic member and encouraging it to stiffen up the rest of the way. Leon snuck in a quiet gasp of delight as he felt the flesh in his maw doing just that, bouncing and throbbing against the walls of his esophagus as blood rushed into the aroused organ. With every throb in his maw, Leon could feel his own body throbbing, a small puddle of precum forming on the floor tiles and presenting a challenge to be dealt with later. No doubt, Albaz would put Leon to work cleaning the place up.

"Look at the mess you've made! I think you need another spanking!" the vixen called out, her eyes narrowing in on a spot she'd already struck, still glowing red with pain. She readied her wrist and laced the belt across his ass, smacking the sore spot and nearly sending Leon into a prohibited climax, all while the submissive lion pressed his nose into Cid's crotch, jumping forward from the pain of the beating. His tail stayed lifted up and out of the way for his captors, however, proving his obedience to Albaz yet again, and this time, 'Big Blue' couldn't stay out of the action any longer.

A familiar paw rested on Leon's tired, sore rump. "He'll always need another spanking, my dear, but right now, this little slut needs one thing more than anything else...and his master has the same need. Think you've earned your orgasm yet, Leon? Does my little slut kitty think he's earned a climax?"

Leon didn't answer with words, not wanting to disappoint Cid in the middle of a fantastic blowjob. Instead, he reached a paw back and tugged his thong aside, exposing his tailhole, still gaping and drooling from being abused earlier in the day. There was plenty of lube left behind, and at that point, he would hardly need it anyway. Albaz had conditioned the submissive little lion to do exactly as he was told, and as such, he was always ready for Big Blue to do what he loved to do most.

A claw tugged through the thong until it tore away, quite literally, from Leon's body, falling to the ground with a quiet smeck from the coating of precum it received. Albaz was already undoing his jeans with his other paw, pulling his belt from his waist. When his jeans crumpled to the floor and his paws were free, Albaz reached forth and pulled both of Leon's arms back, tying his belt around them in a quick form of makeshift bondage. "We'll see if you've earned freedom from that cage yet...would you two do me a favor and tickle his little clit? I've got more important matters to attend to back here..."

The vixen beat her boyfriend to the punch, her paw gripping the cage tightly and adding even more pressure to Leon's aching length. She didn't keep her boy toy out of the equation, however, looking back at Cid, and then to her submissive kitten. "This guy has his paws full...why don't you be a dear and give help him give Cid an orgasm? The poor guy works so hard here...almost as hard as this poor, caged up clit! Wonder what you did to deserve this..." the vixen pondered, squeezing the cage tightly and tickling her paws over the small bits of exposed flesh that she could reach. The cage was slick with precum already, and at her urgings, more spilled forth as Leon fearfully fought against his own body. He was still prohibited from getting off, but at this rate, he knew he wouldn't last much longer, and giving a cute otter boy a blowjob wasn't helping to distract him whatsoever.

The only one closer to losing it than Leon was Cid, who was already clinging to the counter behind him, trying not to scratch the glass of the display cage. His hips were pumping, his sack smacking Leon on the chin each time he humped forward, and his jeans were already sagging down to the floor. The submissive kitten knew his place thanks to his own training, and he immediately crept behind Cid, kneeling down behind the lucky otter and lifting his tail a little bit. He didn't speak or offer an explanation; he simply leaned forward and brushed the rough, flat of his tongue against the otter's tailhole and dug in, pushing him towards an orgasm the same way he had for all kinds of other males before. Pleased with how bringing Leon into the store had started an orgy where berating the submissive lion was the focus, Albaz gripped his own cock in his paw, spitting on it and pushing the head up against Leon's loose, gasping tailhole. He slid in easily, but even so, Leon had been practicing on the toy for far too long to be taken so easily. His tailhole clung onto Albaz right at the entrance, the muscles tightening up around the head of his master's cock and forcing him to push a little harder to seal the deal and completely bury his length inside. Once Leon lost that battle, however, all bets were off, and Albaz was pumping away like a jackhammer, slamming his hips into the beaten ass of his bashful little pet. "Nnngh... Take it all, you little bitch...you want me cum? Then take this whole fucking cock in that pussy and earn it...earn every drop, you submissive slut..."

"R-remind me...Oh God...to invite you guys into the store...after hours sometime!" Cid tried to say, but his words were constantly interrupted by desperate cries of pleasure, brought on by the best combination blowjob and tailhole tasting he'd ever received. Traditionally, Cid was on bottom more than he was on top, but when someone gave him the reins, he loved taking control, and his normally gentle paws gripped Leon tightly by the mane as he facefucked the poor lion, with the submissive kitten behind him just struggling to stay on point. "I'm g-gonna cum any second...g-goddamn..."

Albaz was quickly catching up to Cid, and Leon was straining against his bondage on purpose, looking for something, anything to distract him. Each thrust of his master's cock into his thoroughly fucked tailhole and every gentle stroke of the mystery vixen against his caged cock had him physically at the edge, and the mental thrill of having his muzzle fucked kept him creeping towards his forbidden orgasm. Until Albaz gave the word, he couldn't give into his own pleasure...

But it's so good...it's all so fucking good! Yes! Spank my ass again, Albaz! HARDER! Yes! Shove that thick cock down my throat, otter boy...drown me with your cum!

If Albaz could so much as read those thoughts, he'd have reason to keep Leon in the cage for another month at least, but as the submissive, red lion suckled away hungrily at Cid's cock, licking up all of the tasty precum that it offered, Albaz could only imagine what must be running through his mind, leaving him safe for the moment, but as lost as he was in his own thoughts, Leon still heard Albaz's moaning statement clear as crystal.

"N-not this time...mmm...sorry, my little cocksleeve, but you're still under chastity...you ready to bathe this little slut in your cum, Cid?"

Leon had only made it this far by some sort of miracle. Getting soaked from head to paw in seed would push him over the edge for sure, unless there was something more to distract him...not just pain, mind you, but a specific pain...and he was fortunate enough that the vixen teasing his caged clit figured it out. "Poor little slut...maybe next time, little lion," she teased, and as she did, her paws, clawtips pressing forward, smacked harshly against the back of his sack, sending a deep, shooting pain all the way up into his tummy and distracting him just enough to save him from more punishment.

That pain kept his orgasm at bay, even as Cid gripped his hair tight and tugged on it, pumping Leon's throat full to the brim of cum. It kept him in control as Albaz dug his claws deep into his back, raking red lines through his fur and making him squeal in delightful pain. It even kept him holding on, by nothing more than the furs standing up on his neck, as his master, Big Blue, suddenly climaxed himself, spilling his hot, sticky seed into Leon's gaping tailhole.

Albaz watched with wicked delight as he saw his seed spilling down onto the floor of the store, Leon's backside abused so harshly that he simply couldn't keep the cum inside his body. He could only half worry about it as he remembered to breathe through his nose, swallowing what seemed like wave after wave of Cid's tasty cum, making sure not to waste a drop of it, just like Albaz taught him to do.

"H-how did you...damn...how did you keep it all in? Gods! Yes!" Cid cried out, his lips turned up in a silly grin as Leon sucked him dry, emptying his sack of all the seed it could give. Leon simply rumbled in appreciation at Cid for giving him the quick snack, looking up at the otter with eyes that welled up with affection. "Man...this is gonna be a bitch to clean up, though..."

"How about...you just let a bitch clean it up instead?" Albaz suggested. Still panting a little, he regretfully pulled free from his desperate pet and watched as even more of his own seed spilled out, oozing down onto the floor and making an even bigger mess than the precum had before. "Go on, Leon...lick it up. All of it."

Leon almost wanted to protest.

Almost.

As he pulled away from Cid, the last little dribbles of otter cum spilling over his chin and his neck, Leon quickly turned around and went down, face first into the mess and started lapping it up, just like a little kitten drinking milk from a saucer. The flat of his tongue passed through the very same slick, sticky seed that had filled his tailhole, mingling with Cid's cum already present in his maw. The small orgy that had taken place in the store drew quite the crowd outside of the storefront, but only those inside the store could truly reap the benefits and enjoy watching Leon drink up his master's cum as if he hadn't had a drink in days. Low, desperate rumbles of delight passed through his lips as the last of the seed touched his lips, and Cid was able to let loose with a sigh of relief.

There was something of an air of disbelief about the submissive kitten who pulled back from Cid's rump, but his commanding vixen gave him a quick beckon with her pawtip. "You and I have some unfinished business to take care of...this show has me a little hot and bothered, and I think I know of a couple ways you can help me out..."

The boy nodded, and the vixen gave Albaz a quick wave as they exited the store. "Thanks for letting us play, boys...we love hanging out at the mall, if you're ever around again."

Cid gave a soft, lazy wave. "Come again!" he said, as if they'd actually been in the store to shop. The moment that they passed through the captive crowd, he looked down at Albaz and Leon with a smirk. "I wouldn't normally offer this kind of information, but...I hang out at a night club a couple miles into downtown. I think you guys could really draw a crowd there, with an act like this."

Leon was visibly nervous at performing for an even bigger crowd, but Albaz couldn't have smiled any wider. They exchanged a quick glance, before Albaz stood up and gave Cid a knowing grin.

"And just what time do you guys open tonight?"