The Only Way This Ends, Part 4
#4 of The Only Way This Ends
Once again the imposing lion engaged in the ritual of hand washing the ram. He allowed his hands to travel wherever they wished, taking his time to explore his property's body. The master recalled the first few times the pair of them had tried this. How nervous the boy had been. How badly the ram had shaken in fear.
Things had changed, over the years. Now the slave was leaning into his master's touch. The lion found this enjoyable as well, but quietly acknowledged that he missed the days when his mere presence would cause the boy to lose control of his bladder. The ram still feared and respected him... but there had been a special magic to that first year they spent together that the master knew they'd never be able to get back to.
Understanding that they had few opportunities left for spending time together, the lion spoke to the boy.
"Tell me of your arousal, boy. How are you holding up?"
Surprised at the unanticipated question, the ram quickly considered possible responses. He knew an immediate, respectful answer wasn't just expected of him -- it was a requirement. If he was too slow in replying or if his response displeased the lion, the conversation would end and he would be punished right there on the spot. Danny hoped if he could somehow keep his master talking, perhaps they might arrive at the subject that had been weighing so heavily upon his mind.
"I'd say I couldn't be any hornier master, but that's probably not true. I think I can cope, sir."
The muscular feline let his hand wander down to his boy's flat crotch, running his palm run over the spot with a sense of satisfaction. Next he cupped the ram's bulging testicles, extremely pleased with the pair's heft and size.
"I should expect no tantrums then? No breakdowns or outbursts? Even when the end comes?"
Danny's voice caught in his throat. So this was it. This was the talk. And very likely the last time they would ever have an actual conversation. That thought hit the ram hard.
"No tantrums, master. You trained me well. Master... will it be soon?"
At this point, the lion felt there was little point in hiding things from the boy. Using his other hand, he found the boy's ass cheeks and, carefully guiding two soapy fingers, thrust them into the slave's hole. Then he used this grip to draw the boy in close, until their damp bodies were pressed up against one another, face to face.
"Soon, yes. Not today but... soon. Slave... the snuffing will be a difficult trial for you. There will be some pleasure to offset a portion of the pain, but do not delude yourself into believing that this will be a gentle or quick ending. You will use your last hours to pay your final respects to me, with your screams and with your chastity. I expect you to provide me with the show of a lifetime. Do you understand me, slave?"
With the warm water coming down over their heads, Danny didn't need to bother trying to hold back the tears. He let them come as they may. Faced with this darkest of ends, the ram decided to speak his mind far more freely than he otherwise would have dared. Consequences be damned.
"Master... do you love me?"
It so closely resembled the question the kangaroo put to him just a day prior that the lion was momentarily stunned. Then he snarled, loudly and fiercely enough to make Danny shiver, already regretting his question.
"You are property, slave. A real man does not love his property. I was infatuated with you, for a time, but those years are long behind us. You hold little interest for me now, toy, as I've come to find you boring and lifeless. Your term as my personal sex slave was... acceptable, but soon will be at an end, Danny."
Boring... lifeless. The words struck at Danny's psyche like physical blows. For a moment he was despondent, emotionally crushed by his one-time lover's outright rejection. But then he realized something that even the lion himself hadn't picked up on. The man had said his name.
The man had said his name!
Mentally parsing over the man's last words, the ram felt hopeful for the first time in months. There was a slight hope. Very tiny... so small no one else would have been able to see it. But it was there. And the lion had given it to him.
"Boring you say? Funny that, Levy, I was just thinking the same thing the other day about your fucking. Your cock may be big, but you seriously need to learn some new techniques. The same three positions over and over? Really?"
The lion went still, not believing what he had just heard. Back talk? Insults? His real name? His heart raced. His anger grew. He felt... alive. He felt pissed.
Without really thinking about it, Levy jammed a third finger up the slave's rear, making Danny grunt in discomfort.
"Little boy... you have no idea the wrath you just brought down upon your shoulders. You will come to bitterly regret those--"
"Hey big guy, are you going to monologue at me or are you going to be fuck me? Because I'm getting bored and you're getting hard."
With a roar loud enough to shake Danny's teeth in his skull, the lion used his grip on the boy to drag him over towards the bed, his own thick length stiffening with every step he took.
"Lick me, slave, or I fuck you dry. You have ten seconds before this goes up your hole, prepared or not."
But again the youth did not act as expected. Winking at the man as he fell to his knees, the ram ignored his master's cock in favor of focusing on Levy's plump ball sack. Initially planting several wet, moaned kisses on the musty, still damp testicles, Danny then plopped the pair into his muzzle, suckling on them before biting down. Gently enough not to risk harm but firmly enough to get the man's attention.
"Enough! Do not play games with me you--"
Smiling up at the man, face full of lion bollocks, Danny bit down harder. The lion yelped. His erection immediately bag to flag, but seeing this, the ram gripped the man's meat and began expertly stroking it. Soon the man was once more hard and leaking.
Keeping his master on his toes, the slave released the lion's sensitive breeding nuggets from the confines of his mouth. But before the man could make any move to seize him, Danny ducked between the man's legs and pressed his muzzle between the other male's gym-perfected cheeks. The slave's tongue found its target swiftly, and Danny passionately kissed the his owner's puckered star. With his face buried in his master's rear and a hand jerking the man's thickness, the slave had no way to gauge his master's reaction. His heart thundered in his chest as the enormity of what he'd done caught up with him.
Not having expected his sack to be surrendered so quickly, Levy was momentarily at a loss. This didn't last long though, as the man's deep voice thunder out across the basement.
"I hope that was worth it, foolish boy. I can see I've been far too lenient with you. Tonight I will begin your re-education and soon I will crush the last remnants of your ego."
The master cut off when he realized what he'd said. Just this morning he had silently been planning to snuff the ram come next Saturday. Now he was planning on retraining the youth? The lion did not stew over this dilemma long, however. He would simply alter the timeline of events.
First, he would re-break his disobedient slave. Upon accomplishing this, he would celebrate by ending his slave's life in as an erotic and severe way as possible. To do otherwise... to prematurely executive a misbehaving slave would be tantamount to admitting defeat. And Levy refused to allow any slave to get the better of him.
The first step was regaining immediate control over the situation. The lion knew just what to do.
"One of two things will happen now, boy. You will get on that bed, legs up and held behind your head. Or I drag you over to the discipline table and strap your balls until you beg me to remove them, just to end the pain. Make your choice."
From the hard edge in the lion's voice, Danny knew he'd pressed his luck past the point of sanity. It would be hard to know if his gambit paid off, but now he knew he'd pay the price for daring to attempt to change his fate.
Extracting his wet and now tired tongue, the slave took his place on the bed. Pulling his legs back and showing off his own asshole to best effect, Danny smiled mischievously at his master and said, "Show me what you got, old man. Just be careful not to throw out your back, Big Dicked Daddy."
'Big Dicked Daddy' had been Danny's teasing nickname for the older man, back when they had been dating. The ram had used it to gently tease his lover, saying these like, 'What's the matter Big Dicked Daddy, need to pop another blue pill? Invariably, Levy had always growled in response, insisting the youth stop calling him that. This, of course, only made the ram like the name even more, to the lion's bemused annoyance.'
Throwing himself at the defiant slave, Levy snarled in fury. Yanking the boy's legs apart painfully fast, the master drove his barely damp tool deep inside the unprepared slave. Danny yelped in distress, but the maned cat ignored him as he began pistoning his rock hard member into his slave, again and again using his reproductive organ more like a battering ram than a breeding apparatus.
If there was one silver lining though, it was this: even as Danny whimpered and moaned from the aching burn of the relentless anal assault, it had been years since his master had shown this much interest in fucking him.
He was playing with fire the slave knew, but the only way to stay alive was to keep his master interested in him. No matter how much it hurt.
After letting his property spend a full eight hour session in the teasing chair, the lion was finally ready to address the slave. He first turned off the machine so that the panting slave could properly focus on his words, then Levy moved so that he stood directly within the still strapped down youth's line of site.
Adopting an imposing, wide leg stance, the master intoned his edict.
"Slave, I have found you guilty of the following trespasses: Ignoring your master's commands. Disobeying your master's commands. Physically assaulting your master. Sexually assaulting your master. Addressing your master by his real name. Addressing your master with an insulting moniker. Disparaging your master's age. Disparaging your master's vitality."
To say that Danny was having second thoughts about his actions the day prior would be an understatement of monumental proportions. Even if it ended up temporarily saving his life, he wasn't sure it was worth the cost. The eight hour edging session had been horrible enough, but now the ram knew that the true pain was only beginning.
"Each of these on their own would be grounds for severe punishment. But when considered together in their totality, these sins are even greater than the sum of their individual offenses. And so, likewise, the sentence must match the crime. First, I decree that never again shall you know the release of climax."
If the slave had held out any hope before of convincing his master to change his mind the last time he announced this, those hopes were destroyed upon hearing this.
"To safeguard against discharge due to accidental stimulation, using the Portal_Net system you will undergo an invasive surgery that will make it physically impossible for you to ejaculate. Despite this, you will continue to undergo regular edging sessions until such time as I decide to release you from this sentence via sexual snuffing."
No, no, no! Danny wanted to take it all back! Never before in his life had he miscalculated so badly. If he hadn't of been gagged, he'd of begged for mercy and forgiveness, right on the spot.
Ignoring the boy's alarmed eyes, Levy continued with, "My second decree is that I have decided not to sell you. You should know that as of this morning, the prospective buyer contacted me to inform me that he agreed to my terms. Due to your shortsighted rebellion, I was forced to decline."
The lion chose to omit some key details from this revelation. While it was true that the man had begrudgingly produced the funds to buy the slave, the master decided that there was no reason to let the boy know that the buyer was specifically looking to turn the slave into an underground porn star. His debut film would have been set at a barn and center around the ram servicing each and every one of the location's feral horses. Levy had been assured that subsequent movies would have been even edgier, per their studio's customer's voracious appetites for this type of extreme material. In a way, Levy regretted the necessity of this decision. He would have enjoyed keeping tabs on the young porn star's new career.
Danny could only shake his head in despair at this news, tears running down his face. This was beyond bad. This was Armageddon. Behind his gag the slave began mumbling how sorry he was.
"My third and final decree is... an odd one, I will admit. As I've stated and as these punishments should suggest, your behavior yesterday was totally unacceptable. It was also the most you've turned me on in a very long time. Therefore, I'm instructing you to begin to consistently misbehave. Yes, this will be hard on you... this means that I will have to punish you a great deal more. But it will be enjoyable getting riled up and putting you in your place. Your motivation for acting out is simple: the next time I grow bored of you, I will end you. Should you manage to keep me entertained with disobedience and disrespect, you may very well live months and maybe years longer than you otherwise would have."
Eyes now clouded by tears of confusion and frustration, the ram didn't even notice his master move until the man had already cleared the distance between them, disc-like Portal_Net device in hand. The bound Danny squirmed and pleaded as the feline extracted his member from the teasing chair only to pop the dripping erection and dangling sack through the already activated portal.
"Your surgery is scheduled to begin five minutes from now. As I am an overly generous master, I requested that the surgeon use an anesthetic that will dull nearly all of the pain. However I chose this option because it still leaves your sense of touch entirely intact. You will feel every moment as your ability to ejaculate is cut from you. I am told this is an irreversible procedure."
The slave began to scream and thrash in the chair as he felt a cold, latex covered hand begin to to wash and shave his cock and balls. While this prep work was taking place, the lion fetched his jacket from his desk and headed towards the basement door.
"I had already scheduled a date tonight or I would stay with you during your de-manning. But as I am already committed and you are not worth canceling plans for, don't expect me back anytime soon. The doctor will send me a text message once the procedure is complete and you are to rest in that chair until I come back for you. Recuperate quickly, my blue balled slave. It is my wish to confirm that the surgery was a success as soon as you heal."
Danny knew that he only had seconds to convince the lion to change his mind before it he was out the door and it was too late. But there was nothing to be done as he begged and pleaded as the lion made his way out of the dungeon.
Seeing the door close behind the man, the ram went limp in his chair as he whimpered in defeat and loss. Only to have his whole body go stiff as he felt a thick gauge needle press into his length. Simultaneously a wet marker drew dotted lines of various lengths across his vulnerable package.
A minute he felt the scalpel slip into his flesh. All he could think about as he felt the doctor's experienced hand guide the blade through the length of his stalk was how much he regretted even remembering that he ever use to tease his Big Dicked Daddy.
"Levy? Earth to Levy!"
The dark apartment living room was only lit by the warm glow of the TV set, volume turned down and tuned to some late night talk show. Hearing his named called, the lion blinked himself to focus on the sound.
Seeing that it was the young kangaroo trying to get his attention, the man only grunted in response.
Kevin tried again saying, "What's on your mind, silly butt? You seem a million miles away today."
For a brief instant, Levy considered telling the kangaroo the truth, just to see how the boy would react.
'I'm thinking about my live in slave, who's undergoing surgery right this very moment to strip him of his ability to get off. And if it goes well, I'm considering having the same thing done to you.'
The boy would probably just roll his eyes and giggle, giving him flag about the bad joke.
Instead the lion replied, "I thought we agreed you would remain naked while the two of us were alone?"
Whatever the kangaroo had been expecting the man to say, apparently it had not been that. Caught off guard, Kevin stammered awkwardly as he said, "Oh, umm, I didn't think you were too serious about that. I mean, it's just a bit odd to be the only naked one. You're still dressed after all and..."
The teenager stopped his rambling, seeing Levy giving him a considering look from across the couch.
The odd possibility occurred to the older man, and so he said, "You were looking to make some extra tuition money, wasn't that right? Tell me... how do you feel about horses? More specifically, feral horses?"
The kangaroo blinked, not sure what to make of the question.