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#8 of Stand Alone Complex.
Patrick spent the next couple days recovering/relaxing. He was given massages; blow jobs, hand jobs and pretty much had taken it easy. However, when he saw the tiger enter, he knew something was up.
The Tiger said with a purr "Master has been most pleased with your progress and has deemed you ready to join him in his chambers tomorrow. Today however, you will be prepared for him." Patrick was both excited and afraid at the news, wondering what the master was like.
Patrick was served breakfast and unlike the past couple days, received no sex on the side. He asked the lizard "Why are you not blowing me?" The lizard said happily "You have been chosen by master, so you are not allowed to orgasm until you are with master." Patrick nodded as he ate.
Patrick was then lead to a steam room, where he was told he would be purified for master. As he sat nude in the steam chamber, covered in sweat, he saw another occupant.
Patrick asked "Hello, I am Patrick, pleasure to meet you." The dark form smiled and a large black paw was held out and a deep voice replied "I am Anun, favorite concubinus of master." Patrick smiled and asked "What is master like?"
Anun smiled as he said "He is kind and enjoys watching his pets play with each other, most likely after he takes you into his bed, he will let me sodomize you." Patrick eyed the male, gulping as he saw the thick black flesh of the other's shaft laying on his thigh, the heat had made it extend but not erect.
Patrick whimpered as the large canine walked over to him, shrinking back he saw that massive phallus swinging between his legs and closed his eyes as a hand reached toward him, he let out a squeak when, instead of molesting him, the paw rubbed his shoulder.
Patrick began to relax at the neck rub, murring softly as he laid his head back. Patrick felt good and wasn't afraid as he was lead out and washed, not minding the internal cleaning at all.
Patrick was interested as he was dressed up. A black silk cloth was passed under his legs and tied to a silk string around his waist front and back with two separate, elaborate, slipknots. A sleeveless cloak was put around him, the soft silk feeling cool against his fur.
Patrick felt the tiger's paw on his ass and gulped as the feline whispered in his ear "You no longer a free person, you are your master's fuck toy, he can and will use you how he pleases, and if you do not listen, he will let me, open up your ears for him, amongst other holes."
Patrick slowly walked into the darkened room, a handful of candles on each side of a large bed shedding barely any light. A voice spoke "Lay on your back on the bed." Patrick followed the order, quivering a bit as a dark shape approached the bed.
The cloak was spread out and Patrick realized that it acted like a towel to protect the bed from stains. Patrick laid still as he felt more then saw a hand pull the slipknot on the front, and laid the black cloth down between his legs, the rest pinned under his lower spine.
He shivered as he felt a hand stroke his furry balls, and moaned as he felt his sheath pulled down all the way. He panted as he felt a warm, soft thing wrap around his pink cock, it wasn't furred or scaled.
Patrick relaxed as he was masturbated, sighing happily as he orgasmed onto his belly fur. He laid back, content before letting out a squeal as something thick and round was forced up his tail hole. He squirmed but was pinned by the large form. He whimpered as he settled down and heard the voice "It's only a minor tear, to prove you are virgin, you must bleed the virgin blood of sex." Patrick whimpered as he felt the thick shaft move inside his body, feeling like his innards were being turned inside out.
The deflowering was brutal; Patrick could hear the slurps and squishes as his anus was assaulted. However, Patrick moaned, with every hard thrust, he felt something poked and it made his body quiver, as if he was struck by lightning.
Patrick felt like he was being sodomized for days, and felt every moment of it and he gasped as he felt the other orgasm, the phallus deep inside him swelling with each load of spooge and felt the hot liquid fill his bowels. Patrick himself came, shooting onto his belly and chest and panted as he felt his spooge slide down his balls.
Patrick felt a great emptiness as the large phallus was removed with a loud slurp and felt something dribble down his ass crack, wincing as the hot liquid dripped down his torn anus, stinging it.
Patrick felt his lower body lifted and the black loin cloth untied and pressed against his leaking hole. He was curios as it was removed and saw it being tied to a bar above the head board, a pinkish fluid staining it.
The room was darkened further as all but the candles near the door were snuffed out. Patrick felt something press against his lips and instinctively opened his mouth. The thing was pushed in, a hand gripping his ears.
From the taste, he knew it was the penis that had just been inside him, the musky taste of ass, the sharp taste of coppery blood, the salty flavor of semen. Patrick cleaned off the soft, yet hard organ; it was not like any of the other cocks he had sucked before. His train of thought was interrupted as he felt hot seed shoot into his mouth, however, the voice said "Don't swallow it, swish it around in your mouth."
Patrick swished the salty fluid in his mouth, leaving a taste that would linger for several days. He felt the other, whom he guessed to be the master, milk his own cock into the rabbit's maw, filling it to the point it began to dribble out the corners of his mouth.
Patrick, after what felt like an hour, was allowed to swallow the mixture, sending a wave of nausea down his throat.
The voice spoke "Roll onto your belly." Patrick did so, his balls winding up in a puddle of what he guessed was the master's semen and Patrick's anal juices. He felt a mass slide on top of him, it was larger then him. He let out a strangled yelp as something was forced into his abused anus but calmed down as the warm hand stroked his loins.
This breeding was slower and actually worse, for when Patrick felt like he was going to orgasm, the thrusting slowed down along with the hand and soon Patrick was crying and struggling, trying to orgasm. The voice hissed in his ear "Do you yield to me? Do you agree to become my pet? To allow me to with you as I wish?" Patrick nodded and sobbed "YES! Just please, let me cum!"
Patrick yelped as he came, the hand milking his sore organs for every drop, feeling his own seed being absorbed by his belly fur, feeling hot liquid pour out of his ass, the rabbit was broken, he would do anything that was asked of him.
Patrick awoke with a start; he must have passed out the night before. He went to sit up but hissed as he laid back down, his body ached, his genitals were sore and his ass was on fire. His fur was matted and sticky, a faint trickle of something dribbled down his crack. Patrick looked around, the master was gone, however, tied to bed post was the black cloth he wore the night before, a large pink stain on it.
Patrick sighed as he laid down, he was too sore to get out of bed. He heard foot steps in the hall and the door opening. Patrick didn't turn his head as he felt something rub against his ass cheeks. He was however surprised when he heard Anun's voice in his ear, which said "Master has given you to me for the week as he attends to business. I plan on using you at every available moment." Patrick gasped as he felt the thick flesh ram into the abused muscle ring. He yelped as he felt the knot press in and didn't struggle as Anun pinned his arms down, and so was the rest of Patrick's life, servicing Anun and his unseen master, a life of constant pleasure mixed with pain. That is not to say it was all bad, Patrick was fed the best food, given the best clothes, treated with the best medicines and his only work was servicing whoever his master asked of him.
Patrick would ponder this for the rest of his life, this was either the worst, most hellish existence ever or this was the best thing that ever happened to him. But at the moment, Patrick was too busy being sodomized to care, gripping the bed sheets tightly, praying a prayer that would go unanswered, namely to not be a slave.
As he felt the hot dog cum flood his sore innards, he fell asleep, his orgasm sending him into blissful sleep.